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Chapter 35
Reisi leans back in his kingly chair, turning his head so he can watch Akira. She's sitting in his tea area, reading over the papers the nurse has given to her. The breathing exercises. Her lower lip moves outwards as she frowns at the paper. He knows she thinks the breathing exercises are stupid.
He smiles in amusement when she closes her eyes and places her hand over her midsection. She takes in a deep breath then slowly exhales. She frowns further and reopens her eyes so they can scan over the papers again. Reisi chuckles, making Akira look over at him.
"I don't understand how this works." She says. "Well I get how to do it but I don't see it's purpose."
"Doesn't it disclose its purpose on the paper?" He asks curiously.
She flips to the next page, seeing a extremely long paragraph. She reads the first two sentences. It's so boring she doesn't even know what she has read. With a huff, she places the papers aside.
"Yeah but it's too much to read." She replies.
"You read that giant zoology book no problem." He reminds.
He props his elbow on his desk and leans forward so he can rest his head against his balled up fist. A smile forms on his face when she looks over at the thick book he just mentioned on his bookshelf. She seems to get cuter with each passing day.
"Well it's easy to read something that's actually interesting. This is just so boring and pointless." She sighs, running her fingers through her hair.
"You think it's pointless?" He chuckles. "It really does speed up the healing process. The sooner you do those exercises, the sooner you'll heal, then the sooner you heal, the sooner we can have some real fun."
"Fun?" She questions, meeting his violet eyes with her lilac ones.
He smirks at her, and raises his available hand. He makes pinching motions with his fingers, which makes Akira tilt her head to the side in confusion. Reisi's eyes move to her chest, giving her a silent hint. Her face turns scarlet and she crosses her arms over her medium sized bust when she realizes what that hand gesture meant.
"F-fine." She mutters bashfully. He smirks because she had no objections. "Can I snack on something first?"
"Sure." He smiles. "I seen a extra fruit tray in the fridge."
"Really?!" She beams, quickly standing up. He nods at her, watching as she sits down at the edge of his tea area to put her boots on. "I'll be right back then."
"Alright." He chuckles at how excited she gotten over the mention of the fruit tray.
When Akira leaves, he lets out a sigh. Instantly, he's bored. He's not sure how he coped before he met her. When she comes into view, she's all he can see. She's the highlight of his life. She's so perfect. He picks up the sea glass that rested on his desk, holding it up. The light shining from his office windows make it shimmer.
He begins thinking about her past she revealed to him. He wishes somehow he could of been there with her so she wasn't crying alone. She's been by herself since she was four, almost five. She's taken care of herself and survived on her own. Not many could of done that. She is truly admirable and strong. He's glad she finally has a place to call home, and that home also being his home.
His Queen, the love of his life, his best friend.
He pulls out his PDA to check the date. It's April 3rd. Tomorrow is Akira's birthday. He smiles. He has so much planned for her. The Special Duty Corps are going to be helping him with his plans. They keep asking him what Akira likes so they can get her a present she will for sure love. He knows Akira would like anything given to her though.
She likes animals, she likes garlic, she likes drawing, she loves Pirates, she loves to sing in the shower. He chuckles at that last one. When he caught her humming while folding his clothes, she got embarassed. She's not aware of her vocal talents, nor that he listens.
He hears faint footsteps approaching his door. He perks up slightly, like a puppy who's long wait for it's owner to return is over. When he notices the sound of heels, he leans back in his seat and relaxes. Akira doesn't wear heels. A knock sounds at the door shortly after.
"Please come in, Ms. Awashima." He says, placing the sea glass in front of him.
Awashima walks through the door. She closes it behind her then gives a small bow before walking in further. She's holding two small boxes. He leans forward when she places the boxes on his desk.
"These two packages came in today for you. A new PDA and some kind… of jewelry?" She questions. Reisi smiles when he sees what he ordered a couple days ago came in, right on time at that.
One of the stickers on the box says "custom made jewelry." When Awashima sees the brand of jewelry, her eyes widen. Being into fashion, she knows a lot about clothing and jewelry especially. Whatever is in that box must of cost a lot of money. She then remembers that Akira's birthday is tomorrow. She also remembers she has an important task to carry out tomorrow as well regarding that subject. She gives her Captain a knowing smile, bringing one of her hands to her hip.
"How sweet of you, Captain." She says.
"Well, what can I say?" Reisi chuckles, taking the jewelry labeled box into his hands. "I just love to spoil my Queen."
"You both certainly are the ideal couple." Awashima smiles in sincerity. She starts thinking of Izumo. With a small blush, she shakes her thoughts and watches curiously as Reisi starts opening the box.
"Thank you, Ms. Awashima." Reisi smiles at her words, as well as at her rare inquisitive face.
He pulls a leather jewelry box out of the cardboard box. Carefully, he starts to open the box. He does it in the center of his desk so Awashima could see. Reisi smiles, seeing exactly what he ordered. It looks better than he imagined. Awashima's blue eyes widen at the exquisite jewelry.
"It's your…" She starts.
"Yes." Reisi smiles, holding up the jewelry by its fine chain. It sparkles in the sunlight. He knows he already claimed Akira would like anything given to her, but he can't help but ask. "Do you think she'll like it?"
"Love is a better word." She nods.
"Do you remember tomorrow's plan?" He asks, looking past the sparkling object and at her. She smiles and nods.
"Yes. I am actually looking forward to it."
"Good." He replies with a smile evident on his face.
He has never been so excited for someone's birthday before.
I roll over in the bed-sheets. My brows furrow together when I don't come in contact with a warm body. I outstretch my arm, feeling around the bed while my tired eyes are still closed. I even start moving my legs around. All I touch are bed-sheets and pillows. My eyes open and I sit up with a bewildered expression.
Reisi isn't in bed. Sluggishly, I scratch the top of my head and look around the room. The bathroom door is open but the lights are off. He's not in the bathroom either. I look at his side table, seeing a note. I reach over and pick it up.
'Good morning, my Pirate Queen. I have a meeting with the Prime Minister this morning and unfortunately I do not know how long it will last, so I'm not sure when I'll be back. There is paperwork you need to fill out regarding your next mission. It's on my desk. I'll see you later on today, my adorable birthday girl.
Your Pirate King'
I read the note over twice, three times, then I giggle and hold it to my chest. He called me his adorable birthday girl. I fall backwards onto the bed, still giggling to myself. I'm nineteen years old today. My first birthday I won't be spending alone. I know I probably was with people on my birthdays before the crater but I don't remember any of that, so I'm considering this one my first.
My eyes roam around the empty bedroom again. I'm alone right now but Reisi will be back. I sit up happily. I've never been in such a good mood on my birthday before. Already, this is my favorite birthday. All my other birthday's were just regular days to me. I didn't really think much of them, other than 'another year with me, myself, and I.'
I place the note back on his side table then catch sight of my breathing and physical exercises the nurse printed for me. I pout at them. Well, might as well do them now so they are out of the way. I pick up the papers and spread them out on the bed in front of me. I wasn't taking the breathing exercises seriously yesterday. I kind of felt dumb sitting there and breathing deeply, so I just daydreamed. Plus with Reisi watching me it made me feel even more dumb.
I grab the paper with the physical exercises on it and blanch at it. All I see are lunges and yoga poses. I think I could do some of these poses but they look outright ridiculous. Slowly, I start to try one then stop and shake my head. I'll actually do the breathing exercises I guess.
Straightening my posture, I sit in a simple cross legged pose and close my eyes. I start taking long deep breaths and slowly exhale. It stings a little, eventually the stinging dies down. I smile at the progress and continue, focusing on the air slowly coming in and leaving my body.. The air soothes me, covering and filling me with some sort of coziness. I do this for like five minutes then get bored and stop. I think five minutes is long enough. It's not, but at least I actually did it.
I gather all the papers together and set them on his side table again. Reisi's only been gone for a little bit and I'm already bored out of my mind. I can't wait for my Pirate King to get back. He's always the highlight of my day. He's actually the highlight of my life too. I smile as I just think about him.
Laying flat on my belly, I fold my arms and rest my head against them. I gaze out the window. The sky today is so blue. Some birds fly across the window while chirping songs. My eyes widen slightly when I see a pink petal being carried in the wind. I sit up, crawling off the bed and making my way over to the bay window.
Plopping down on the window bed, I lean as close as I possibly can to the window so I can view the outdoors as much as I can. There are some cherry blossom petals floating in the pool, and further ahead I can see cherry blossoms in the garden. It's breathtaking beautiful. They are fully bloomed. As much as I want to stare at them, I really should get ready for the day and start filling out the papers awaiting for me on Reisi's desk.
I hop off the window bed and start strolling towards the bathroom with a frown. I really want to go on this next mission. I need to. Being the best Pirate ever is my ultimate goal, along with getting into the Special Duty Corps. If I'm not healed in time, I'll find a way to go. I'll push through whatever pain I have. I refuse to be left behind. I want to be Reisi's sidekick.
My fingers flick on the light switch. The bathroom instantly lightens up. I step in front of the mirror. My normal bed head greets me. I'm in barely any clothing. I'm wearing a pair of Reisi's boxers and a loose t-shirt. No bra. I grab my toothbrush, squirting some toothpaste on it and putting it into my mouth. I blush faintly as I stare at the black boxers.
As I brush my teeth, I look at the empty sink next to me. Reisi would normally be there. I advert my eyes back to the mirror and gaze at my messy hair. I take a strand of hair between my fingers and peer at it, spotting a split end. Maybe I should get a hair trim. It's been a very long time since I last cut my hair.
After brushing my teeth, I take lazy steps over to the closet. When I open the closet, I see the clothes that were put into the wash last night all folded and hung up. I grin seeing my mint undergarments. I grab them.
"Thank you, Reisi." I say even though he's no where near me. I grab a towel and washcloth along with my Pirate uniform. Time for a quick morning shower. After that I will knock those papers out. I peel my shirt off, looking down at my bruise. It already looks a lot better. I cock my head to the side in perplexity at the speedy healing. I shrug.
Once I finish my shower and get dressed, I walk into Reisi's office. I frown upon seeing it's empty. How long will he be gone I wonder? It's quiet in here too. There may as well be a cricket cricketing in the corner of the room. I plop down in his kingly chair, opening his drawer and grabbing a pencil. I get straight to work.
"Alrighty, what Scallywag is next for arrest…" I murmur to myself, picking up the Strain report. Naturally, my eyes are first drawn to the picture. It's a woman with extremely long rouge colored hair and blue eyes. She also has on loads of makeup. It's way too much it's disgusting. This is someone I'm actually not familiar with. Her name is Shigeko. I hum to myself then look down at her Strain power.
"Prehensile Hair?" I blink. "So, she can grab people with her hair? Like an extra limb?" I look away from the Strain report and stare at the office doors ahead. Laughter starts erupting from my mouth as I picture that. I laugh maybe too hard, and maybe for a little too long. When I finally get it together, I look at the list of crimes.
She steals diamonds from jewelry stores. That's a girly crime. My eyes then narrow when I see lists of murder. She definitely needs to get locked up in Davy Jones Locker. Me and my Pirate Squad will be the one's to make that happen.
I start writing the before mission report, keeping my handwriting neat and filling it out exactly how Reisi showed me. When I get to the part where I have to write the mission plan, I pause. Haruki is supposed to come up with that part. I just write down what I would do if I was planning. I'll change it later if I have to, I just want to get this done.
Picking up all the papers, I neatly stack them together and set them at the end of his desk. I lay across his chair, my legs dangling over one armrest and my back propped up against the other. I stare at the circular lights above my head. They aren't on and there is really no need for them to be on. The sun shining through the windows provide more than enough light.
My head turns so I can see the turquoise sea glass on Reisi's desk. I grin. He really is keeping it on his desk. That makes me happy. I look back up at the ceiling. It's so boring without my Pirate King here. My arm hangs off the chair. Maybe I can do a puzzle to make time go by faster? Reisi would find that amusing I bet.
A knock on the door makes me sit up. I sit how Reisi normally does in his chair when someone knocks. Elbows propped up, hands folded, chin resting in folded hands, business-like expression.
"You may enter." I say in a deep voice, trying to mimic Reisi's. I silently giggle to myself. Awashima steps into the room, giving me a amused look.
"If you were trying to sound like the Captain, you failed." She comments. I pout slightly at my failure to sound like him. It's then I notice she isn't in her Scepter 4 uniform.
She is wearing a white fit and flare mini dress that flows, along with white leg coverings and white high heels. There is a pearl necklace around her neck and her hair is loose. She also has on light makeup and pearl earrings. She looks very pretty.
"You look pretty." I compliment, making her smile in thanks. "Do you have the day off or something?"
"I do." She nods, walking further into the room. She takes a seat on one of the chairs by the window. "Happy birthday."
"Thank you." I grin, lowering my folded hands.
"So, what have you been doing? This is your first time alone in here and without your King." She asks.
"Nothing really." I sigh. "Just waiting around for him to get back. I finished the mission reports just a few minutes ago."
"I can check them over for you if you want." She says. I nod, which makes her stand up and walk over.
"That would be appreciated." I point to the stack of papers I filled out. "The plans of action isn't Haruki's idea. I just kind of took my own route with that." I say sheepishly.
She picks up the papers, blue eyes scanning carefully across each page. I watch intently, hoping I didn't make any mistakes. She sets the papers back down.
"Well done. We have actually decided to let each Squad member individually come up with their own plans of actions. At the next training session you and your Squad will pick the best plan." She informs, then smirks in amusement. "You plan on cutting her hair off?"
"Yeah if she doesn't surrender." I laugh. "She can't fight with her hair if she has none. Plus if she still wants to be difficult even after that I imagine she's not very skillful when it comes to fighting without it. But I'll be cautious as always."
"As you should be." Awashima smiles lightly.
"So what are you still doing here if it's your day off?" I question, looking at her in curiosity.
"I was actually wondering if you wanted to spend the day with me and go shopping. A girls day out. Knowing how the Prime Minister is, I imagine the Captain won't be back until late afternoon." She says sadly, looking out the window gloomily.
I frown, looking down at my hands. Reisi is going to be gone for that long? That's really disappointing news. I drop the frown from my face. I bet Reisi is going to have a boring day. A girls day out however does sound fun. Very fun actually. I look up at Awashima to see her already looking at me again.
"Thank you for inviting me. I'll go with you. It sounds very fun." I beam in complete honesty. "Let me go get changed."
"Alright. I will wait here." She actually smiles cheerfully, showing her teeth. Seeing her smile like that makes mine grow wider. She's obviously excited.
"Be right back." I say, jogging into mine and Reisi's room.
I quickly take off my Pirate uniform and pull out my purple sweater dress. I'll wear the outfit Reisi bought for me. I love this outfit. I put on the purple dress and thigh-high white boots. I grab my white leather purse as well. Now I have a reason to use this again. I put on the cross body purse, an enthusiastic grin on my face.
My first girls day out!
My legs are crossed and my purse is resting in my lap. My eyes gaze out the window and at the city buildings passing by. A day shopping. I smile to myself, thinking of what I can get. I have no clue. The only money I got is the money I picked up after that guy dropped it, and that is… on Reisi's side table. Mentally, I face-palm myself. Oh well, window shopping isn't all that bad either. Just being able to go outside when the weather is so nice is a blessing.
Awashima is sitting on the leather back seats of the car with me. The car we are in is midnight blue, and looks crazy expensive. A professional Scepter 4 driver is in the driver's seat, getting us safely around the city. He looks like a proper gentlemen.
"So Awashima," I start, looking over at her.
"Call me Seri." She smiles.
"Seri." I correct. She will allow me to use her first name now? I smile. It sounds so elegant. "Where are we going to shop at?"
"The main downtown shopping district." She replies. "I was thinking perhaps we can get our nails done too, and maybe go to a spa."
"That sounds nice." I uncross my legs, thinking of how expensive that will be. "I don't have any money though…"
"That's fine. I was planning on paying for everything today." She waves off my poorness. "We are going to get you a whole new wardrobe."
"T-thank you but you really don't have to!" I stammer. "That will cost so much."
"I have more money than I know what to do with." She shrugs like it's nothing. I gape at her. How rich is she?! "Do you have any other feminine clothing other than your current attire?"
"Uh… not exactly. I always wear Reisi's clothes."
"As I thought. I will change that. I know you probably like wearing his clothes, and he likes seeing you in his, but don't you think it would be nice to have clothing of your own?"
"Yeah." I admit sheepishly. "But I'll feel bad if you spend so much money on me."
I've never had money of my own, but I always knew the people who did have money worked really hard for it. People who don't break the law of course. I'm not used to being so spoiled.
"If you feel bad I will make you run laps until your legs give out." She says seriously.
"I definitely won't feel bad then!" I squeak somewhat fearfully.
"Good." She smiles merrily as our car comes to a stop.
The driver had pulled over into a parking space on the side of the road. He hurriedly exits the car and moves to open the car door I'm closest to. I blink when he holds out his hand to me as he bows. I feel like a celebrity. Carefully, I place my hand in his gloved one and allow him to help me out the car.
"Watch your step, Ms. Yukimura." He says finely as I step onto the sidewalk. Forget feeling like a celebrity, I feel like royalty. Maybe I kind of am. Reisi does call me his Queen. I giggle. I'm the Pirate Queen.
As the driver helps Seri out next, my eyes roam around the shopping district. There are quite a few people shopping out here today. There are so many upscale designer shops. Seri placing her hand on my shoulder makes me look over at her. There is a smile on her face. She genuinely looks happy and excited about shopping. She must really love it.
"Are you ready?" She asks.
"Yes." I smile back.
We both begin walking side by side along the sidewalk, completely oblivious to the people staring at us. Our driver is walking behind us, arms folded behind his back and with a straight face.
"He's coming to?" I whisper so he won't be able to hear.
"Yes. He will be the one carrying our bags." She nods with a smile. I have a feeling Seri is a serious and heavy shopper. Almost, I feel bad for the driver.
A high-pitched whistle meets my ears. Me and Seri look over to see two boys looking at us lustfully. Seri just rolls her eyes and continues along, completely ignoring them with no problem at all. However, I make my eyes flash blue with my Blue Aura, glaring at them. The two boys cower away in terror. Only my Pirate King can touch me.
"Nice one." She laughs, her eyes brightening when they land on a Paris designer shop. I squeak in surprise as she grabs my hands and drags me into it. The driver jogs after us, posture straight and face unchanged and sophisticated.
Elegant bells chime upon our entry. The walls are white, and there are fancy LED lights shining above our heads. So many mannequins are on display and are beautifully dressed. Everything looks so fancy. There is so much money's worth of clothes in here. Deep down inside, I feel bad about having so much money about to be spent on me. On the outside though, I don't show it. I refuse to run laps until my legs give out. A kind and nicely dressed worker walks up to me and Seri.
"Bonjour. Thank you for choosing to shop with us today. Can I be of any assistance?" She bows in greeting. They even speak some french here too. This is crazy luxurious.
"Yes." Seri says, grabbing my shoulders and placing me in front of her. I just stand there awkwardly with a blush. "Is there a way to determine her measurements?"
"Oui." The worker straightens up with a nod. Her kind silver eyes land on me and she smiles. "Please follow me to the back."
"Sure." I reply, following after her with Seri and the driver who now looks coy at being in a designer's boutique for woman. I look over at Seri. "Measurements?"
"Yes. Bust, waist, and hips." She nods like it's nothing. My face turns red.
"W-wait! What's about to happen here?!"
My question is answered when we reach some private rooms in the back of the boutique. The worker opens the door, stepping inside and grabbing a tape measure. She gestures for me to come inside. I know what's about to go down. I grab Seri's arm.
"Stay with me!" I plead. For some reason I think I'd feel more comfortable if she is with me.
"Very well." She laughs lightly, coming inside the room with me. Our driver has his back to the door, standing like some kind of body guard. The worker closes the door and turns to me.
"Undressing is required to get the most accurate measurements." The worker says.
"...Seri what have you gotten me into?" I bring my hand over my red face.
When all that is over with, I step out of the room with still rosy cheeks. My arms are crossed over my chest and I'm staring at the pearly floors. Apparently my body measurements are 35-23-34. I blush as I remember the cold tape measure around my skin. It was so awkward.
"Now that that is over with, we can get you clothing that will fit perfectly." Seri smiles.
"Mhm." I hum somewhat highly. She thumps me making me whine and cover my forehead.
"She was a professional. She does that multiple times a day everyday. There is no reason to be so embarrassed."
"Yes there is!" I protest, leaning closer to her. "I was practically naked." I whisper.
"You had your undergarments on." She reminds me.
"That's still practically naked." I pout. The worker steps out of the room me and Seri just came out of.
"You know, you have a très magnifique figure. Have you ever considered modeling? Our company is looking to hire some lingerie models." She smiles kindly at me. I blush further waving my hands in front of me in objection. Heck no, no way, not ever.
"T-thank you but modeling isn't really for me." I stutter.
"I agree. She will be so flustered in each shot she'll look like she has a fever." Seri says. I glower at her although she is right.
"Très bien. May I assist you both with anything else?"
"Yes." Seri replies and I grow nervous. I hope she doesn't ask for anything similar to what I just had to do. "Where are your most popular items?"
"Our best sellers and trending items would be right over here." The worker says, gesturing for us to follow her. Me and Seri trail after her. I gawk at the clothes.
There are so many different dresses. Maxi dresses, sheath dresses, bodycon dresses, and so much more. There are nice dress shirts and pants, skirts… so much variety. Point is, all these clothes are nothing you can run around and play tag in. These are top notch clothes. I glance at the price tags and swallow. So expensive. Seri sees me staring at the price tag. I know she told me not to feel bad but I'm feeling pretty darn bad. My face is even showing it now.
"Are you serious about buying spending all this money on me?" I ask earnestly.
"Of course." She moves to thump my forehead. I speedily take a large step back to dodge her fingers. "I already told you, I have more money than I know what to do with. If it will make you feel better, I'm not the only one paying."
"Oh… huh?" I blink. Someone has given her money too? I'm not sure if that makes me feel better. Little did I know, that person was Reisi.
"Just relax and have fun, Akira." She smiles. "It is your birthday."
"Oh, bon anniversaire!" The worker grins at me. I assume that means happy birthday.
"Thank you." I give a small smile.
"Now then," Seri steps towards all the clothing. She takes some dresses and different things off the clothing rack. Holding them up, she turns to me with a grin. "It's time for you to put on a miniature fashion show."
"Oh! May I be part of the audience?" The worker raises her hand in the air excitedly.
"You may. Do you have any shoes that will go with these? Accessories too perhaps?" Seri looks over at the worker.
"Oui. We have a wide variety of heels and boots." The worker nods, pointing over at the wall to my right. There is more heels than I can count. None of them seem to be one inch heels.
"I never walked in heels that high before…" I say slowly.
"You can learn." Seri replies, shoving all the clothes in my hands and guiding me towards the dressing rooms. Sheepish sweat glides down the side of my face.
The first dress I try on is fitted, a bodycon one, and has a cow neckline that plunges. The hem is asymmetrical. It's nude in color. The heels I'm wearing are four inch ankle strap ones, also nude in color. I run my fingers over the soft texture of them and stand up. I take careful steps out of the dressing room. It's like walking on the tips of my toes almost.
"Très belle!" The worker compliments, clapping her hands.
"We're getting that." Seri smiles. I squeak as she shoves more clothes at me.
"I still have so many more clothes to try on in the changing room though." I protest.
"And after you try on those you can try on these also." She beams.
"Okay…" I reply. I guess I should stop protesting. She is set on buying me all kinds of things.
I try on literally more clothing and shoes than I can count. I start to relax when I try on the third outfit. Trying on all these clothes is actually kind of fun. Some of the clothing I wasn't sure about. When I commented about it, this is what Seri responded with.
"The neckline is a little too low, don't you think?" I say. It's actually very too low for my taste.
"It's pretty." Seri replies.
"This one is a little too short."
"It shows off your legs. It's nice."
"Okay this one is just scratchy."
"Hm… it looks so as well. That one is a no."
"This dress doesn't cover my back."
"Of course not. It's designed to be that way."
"Wow, this skirt is really comfortable."
"Really? Let me try it on too."
"I… ugh! I can't get this off!"
"You're supposed to pull those kind of dresses up and over your head, not down!"
"I didn't know!" I gripe.
Me and Seri walk out of the Paris boutique laughing. Our driver is trailing after us, holding a ton of shopping bags. That was only store number one too. He's going to have a lot more things to carry around. Seri bought herself some clothes too. My Christmas outfit is stuffed in my purse. Seri insisted that I should keeping wearing the last outfit I tried on. She really likes it, and I really like it too so I agreed.
Currently, I'm wearing a v-neck, spaghetti strap, lace waist skater dress. It hugs my waist then flares out. The main coloring is white, but it has a blue and purple floral pattern on it. It ends a little above mid thigh. I was going to switch the white ankle strap heels I'm wearing with blue flats, but Seri insisted that I keep these on. So here I am, walking in four inch heels with surprising ease. I wonder if I can reach Reisi's lips easier with these on?
"I suppose we can get you some clothing suitable for relaxing and just wearing whenever." She smiles at me and I nod. "As well as undergarments."
"Yeah." I agree, smiling back. "Thank you for everything, Seri."
"You're very welcome." She smiles softly. We walk into a lingerie store. The driver stops and blushes.
"I, uh, shall wait out here." He says. Me and Seri nod at him.
I get lace and satin slips and kimonos for sleeping in, and plenty of bras and panties. I know for sure Reisi will like some of the ones I got. I'm guilty for picking out ones similar to the ones he has gotten me. I got some bath robes too. I feel extremely spoiled. One pair of panties catches my eyes.
"Look it's pirate underwear!" I hold it up to Seri. It has a jolly roger insignia on the front and the words 'Pirate booty' on the back. She blinks at it before shaking her head in amusement.
"Get those. They suit you." She says, then holds up some material. "I'm getting these for you too."
"What for?!" I blush. She's holding two lace body suits.
"You know," She starts, smirking. "If you wear these I'm sure the Captain will pounce on you."
"S-Seri!" I say in disbelief. She waves them around in my face, making even more blood rush to my cheeks. "There is really no need for those!"
"I'm getting them for me then."
"Uh, alright." I say, giving her a thumbs up.
"Let's go check out. We'll go to the store across the street, then we'll get or nails, hair, and makeup done."
Makeup?!
I move to rub my eye, but Seri clears her throat to prevent me from doing so. I huff, wearing makeup is so annoying. I only have on some mascara and pale pink lip gloss that tastes like vanilla. My makeup artist tried putting eyeliner on me but I kept blinking and I was just like forget it. It was too uncomfortable. My eyelashes feel really sticky too. Makeup just isn't for me I guess.
We went to a hair salon too. I got half an inch taken off my hair to rid myself of dead ends. It's still around waist length. My hair definitely looks healthier. My hair is tossed over my shoulder in a messy but elegant and loose french braid. I didn't want a hairstyle that was too snazzy. Seri has her hair in a elegant braided bun. We both got our nails painted white.
Walking around in these heels for a couple hours are definitely taking a toll on my feet. They hurt so bad. When we get back I'm taking these off. I don't think Seri's feet hurt. If they do she wasn't showing it when we were walking and she sure isn't showing it now.
We are squished against each other in the back seat do to all the clothing bags. We went overboard on the shopping for sure. She bought me so many things. Reisi's closet is going to be packed full when I put all these clothes in there. Is he back yet? I look down at my stalker bracelet. It's only 2:00 p.m.
"Did you have fun?" Seri asks me. I look over at her. There is a smile on her face.
"A lot. Thank you for everything, really." I nod with a grin, thanking her for probably the hundredth time today.
"You're welcome. I had fun as well. Once you stopped caring about the amount of money I was spending, you were the perfect shopping partner. Let's do this again in the future."
"Yes. I would like that." I smile, turning my attention to the window. We're back home.
When the car stops, The driver opens the door, holding his hand to me. He helps me out the car and I thank him. Seri does the same. I take a step forward on the brick pavement and wince. These heels need to go. I crouch down instead of bending over, being mindful that I am wearing a dress. I step out of the heels only to cringe more at how crampy and sore my feet are. The muscles in them feel so tight. It hurts.
"Feet hurt already?" Seri asks as I straighten up, heels held loosely in my hand.
"Yours don't?" I gape.
"No." She shakes her head. "Oh, the Captain sent me a text just a few minutes ago saying he has returned from his meeting."
I grin, laughing all giddy and running towards the front door. My Pirate King is back at home! There is a extremely noticeable limp in my run from my pain filled feet. Not hearing Seri's heels behind me, I turn to see her still by the car.
"Hurry up, Seri!" I call out, waving my hand at her. The breeze blows my dress gently. "We have to hurry and get inside so I can see Reisi!"
My shadow that was flat against the ground is blocked out by a larger shadow. Arms wrap around my waist from behind and instantly, I feel a familiar spark and warmth. I know who's behind me. Before I can turn around, soft lips press against my temple. My heart speeds up.
"My birthday girl wanted to see me?" Reisi's voice whispers in my ear.
"Reisi!" I beam. He unwinds his arms from around me. I turn and face him, pressing my hands against his chest and leaning into him with a grin. He places his hands over mine. "You're back!"
He nods, eyes widening slightly when he looks at my face. His violet eyes openly roam over me, taking me in. I smile at him when his eyes move back to my face. He leans down, softly kissing my forehead.
"You're beautiful." He murmurs, lips still lingering.
"Thank you." I smile with a small blush. "I thought you would like this dress."
"You wore it because you thought I would like it?" He smirks.
"Well, I like it too and it's comfy but it has the color blue on it and I know you like blue so I…" I ramble. "Yeah." I finish pathetically.
"Well, I certainly like it a lot." He chuckles, raising his hand towards my hair.
When he pulls his hand back, he holds out a cherry blossom to me. That must of fell on my head. I hold out my hand and he carefully places it in my palm.
"A cherry blossom." I smile, eyes sparkling at the pretty sight. I rotate the flower in my fingers. "There are fully bloomed and starting to fall now."
"You should see the pool. It looks like the water is pink." He says.
"Can we go see it?" I ask excitedly.
"Of course." He grabs my hand, leading me towards the back of the yard. Seri is walking behind us with a ecstatic smile. My feet ache so bad. I force myself to ignore them and look at mine and Reisi's hands with a soft smile. When we turn the corner, I jump.
"Happy birthday, Akira!" The loud voices of familiar people merge together. Shock registers on my face and before I know it, my flower is drifting out of my hands and off with the wind. My heels clatter onto the floor.
All my friends, the Special Duty Corps, they're all out here. They are all dressed in their swimwear and they have actual Pirate hats atop their heads. There are round tables scattered about, purple balloons tied to the chairs sitting around them. On one of the tables there is a birthday cake on it, surrounded by presents. Another table has all my favorite foods on it. The pool really is full of pink flower petals. It's beautiful.
They did all this for me? All the Pirate's start laughing at my shocked and surprised expression. This tingly and overjoyed feeling brews in me, followed by something else. Slowly, I turn to look at Reisi. He has probably the widest grin ever on his face.
"You really didn't have a meeting today, did you?" I ask softly. He shakes his head, signalling I'm right. "You and everyone…"
"What do you think, Seal?" Hidaka asks, making me look forward again. The Pirate hat is crooked on his head.
My eyes roam over everyone's smiling faces. My heart begins thudding rapidly with happiness. I really wasn't expecting anything this big to be done for me. I swallow a lump in my throat. Water builds up in my eyes. I keep the happy and touched tears at bay. I walk towards them.
"I love you guys." I smile, tears falling down my face. My voice cracks when I speak again. "Thank you, so much."
I hug the closest person, which is Fushimi. After a quiet sigh, he hugs me back while patting my head awkwardly. He has the smallest of blushes on his face.
"Aw, Typhoon! We love you too!" Dōmyōji hugs me and Fushimi. "Group hug everybody!"
"What? No!" Fushimi protests but it's too late. Everyone has moved in and are now hugging the life out of each other.
"Alright, this kind of hurts!" Gotō wheezes out.
"Agreed." Kamo coughs.
"You all are a bunch of wimps!" Hidaka affirms, squeezing tighter which earns a couple grunts.
Me and Fushimi aren't even hugging anymore, we are just being squished together. His eyes are closed in extensive annoyance. He looks like he's about to lose his cool. This hug does kinda hurt like Gotō said. But I love it. I decide to help out Fushimi because he may start thrashing around.
"Bee!" I yell in a fake and fearful voice. That makes everybody leap apart and look around vigilantly. Enomoto is waving his arms around in a defensive and offensive manner at the nonexistent bee.
"You liar!" Daiki complains and I laugh.
Not being able to help myself, I go around and give everyone individually a friendly and happy hug. I have a wide grin on my face the whole time. After I hug Seri, I move to hug Reisi. The only difference in this hug is that I'm running at him. He's ready for me.
His hands grip the small of my waist, lifting me off the ground and twirling me around. I laugh, my hands on his shoulders as he lowers me. When my feet touch the ground, he leans down to kiss me. I wonder if he'll like the flavor of my lip gloss? I know I do. I'm guilty of keep having to apply more because I keep licking my lips. My thoughts are answered.
He hums lowly in satisfaction, dragging his tongue across my lips. His hands grip my hips, pulling my body so it's pressed against his. I part my lips for him, my arms looping around his neck. I stand on the tips of my toes to put more force into our kiss, my feet cramping. I ignore my feet. My yearning for my Pirate King outweighs the pain by a lot.
"There they go again…" Daiki whispers/laughs.
"Ten bucks they won't pull away until a minute has passed." Hidaka whispers his bet.
"I bet twenty they'll pull away after thirty seconds." Dōmyōji says.
Me and Reisi heard every word. They're whispering skills need practice like mine and Reisi's did. We purposely and eagerly make our kiss drag on and on.
"Dang it!" Dōmyōji complains, pulling out twenty bucks and handing it to Hidaka. Me and Reisi pull away, laughing at his grievance. "You guys so did that on purpose."
"Perhaps." Reisi smirks, still holding me against him.
"I know you were out here all morning setting this up with them but," I tangle my hand in his t-shirt, pouting up at him. "I just want you to know how bored without you. I brushed my teeth alone and sat at your desk alone. I almost did a puzzle."
"Yes. She tried to imitate your voice when I knocked at the door. She was even sitting like you." Seri says in amusement.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I blush, looking to the side. Reisi chuckles.
"My apologies." Reisi says, kissing my cheek. "I truly wish I could of been there when you woke up, but I received a distress call from Dōmyōji." He looks over at the said young man.
Dōmyōji gulps. This should be interesting.
"What happened?"
"Well, I, uh…" Dōmyōji trails off.
"See, we had told him to pick up your cake but the idiot went to the wrong bakery even though we told him the specific address and name of the place… but anyways, the bakery he went to was the wrong one and therefore they weren't in possession of your cake so he had a nervous breakdown." Hidaka explains.
"I can't lie, it was very amusing." Benzai says. Dōmyōji starts sulking.
"So Captain came to the rescue." Enomoto smiles with rosy cheeks.
"That's funny and sad." I laugh.
"Now let's get this party started!" Hidaka exclaims.
He literally tears off his t-shirt, leaving him in his swimming trunks. He runs towards the pool, jumping onto the plank and then leaping off into the flower petal water. His jump causes a big splash.
"I guess we can forget about fishing the flowers out." Akiyama sighs. I guess they planned on cleaning the water after I had seen it to go swimming.
"Oh come on, flowers are harmless!" Hidaka calls from the pool.
Daiki and Gotō follow grab nets to clean the top of the water. All the other Pirate's move to lay out or go to the food table. Everyone looks so relaxed and happy. Another pool party, only this time it's for me.
"Is this why you made me get a swimming suit?" I ask Seri as she walks past me.
"Yes." She says, taking her dress off and revealing her bikini. She dressed accordingly. "You should go put it on."
I nod, looking back in the direction where the car is. I glance down at my achy feet. Reisi grabs my hand, making me look up at him.
"I'll go with you." He says with a smile. I grin with a thanks. We both walk together towards the car. "So, I guess if I'm ever absent I can count on you to take my place at my desk." He's referring to my imitation of him.
"Of course." I retort, nose in the air. "Seri said I failed at getting your voice but I think I nailed it."
"Really? Imitate my voice right now then." He smirks.
"Hello, I'm Reisi Munakata." I say in a low voice. He starts laughing and I pout. "It's not supposed to be funny!"
"It's exceedingly funny." He says as we approach the car.
He opens the door, peering inside with amused eyes at all the shopping bags. His eyes land over a tipped over shopping bag. He reaches for the material that fell out and hands it to me. It's the swimming suit. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. If it was the body suit that would be hard to explain.
"You and Ms. Awashima certainly don't play around when you go shopping for clothes." He observes, amusement in his voice. He closes the car door.
"At first I was reluctant." I admit. "But Seri said if I felt bad she would make me run laps until my legs give out. Honestly, I feel bad."
"Don't feel bad." His fingers lightly grasp my chin, tilting my head up. "You, my Pirate Queen, deserve the world."
"So do you, my Pirate King." I smile just before he kisses me.
"I can't wait to see you in this." He smirks, taking the one piece from my hands. Blood rushes to my cheeks. Such a tease. I grab his t-shirt, tugging him down to my height. I feel completely deranged and insane at my next words.
"Want to help me put it on?" I whisper in his ear.
"I would love to."
He swoops me off my feet, carrying me inside. I wrap my arms around his neck, burying my face in his shoulder as I laugh. He got so excited. I brush my lips where his neck meets his shoulder.
"Akira, I can hardly contain myself as it is." He chuckles lowly.
He brings me into his office. He sets me down, locking the door behind us. While he's doing that, I bring my dress up and over my head which leaves me in my undergarments. I stare at my much smaller bruise, my dress held loosely in my fingers. Reisi notices my bruise and inspects it curiously.
"It's healing very fast." He says to himself more than me. His fingers graze against it.
"I know. I noticed it after my breathing exercise this morning." I say.
"Did you look at the bruise beforehand?" He asks.
"No." I shake my head. "...It healing that fast isn't normal, is it?"
"If I'm being honest, no it isn't normal." He straightens up, looking at me curiously. "Akira do the breathing exercises right now."
"Now?" I blink, turning to him.
"Yes."
I stare at him for a moment to see if he's serious. He's very serious. I hand him my dress, slowly sitting down in the chair by the window and closing my eyes. Alright then. I take in one deep breath, cracking one eye open to see Reisi staring at me. I blush.
"This is weird." I whine. I'm just deep breathing while he watches me closely.
"Alright I won't look." He chuckles, turning around.
My face flushes further and I close my eyes once again. Come on Akira, focus. Reisi said to so these so I'm going to do what my Pirate King wishes. I block out my awkward feelings and focus completely on my breathing, along with the location of the pain. The air that's entering my body spreads this coolness throughout me, casting that cozy feeling again. It almost feels like the invisible air technique I use.
"As I thought." Reisi suddenly speaks. I open my eyes, seeing that he's looking at me. He's probably been looking at me for a while. He steps closer to me, running his fingers where my bruise was. "You possess healing abilities."
"W-what?" I whisper in confusion, staring at my bruise free rib-cage. "But… I can only manipulate air, and when I broke my ribs before it took the normal amount of time to heal."
"Have you ever done deep and focused breathing like that before?" He asks. I shake my head no. "That is probably why. You must be doing something to the air you breathe in, causing it to be able to heal you. If you think about it, there are many different techniques one could use with manipulating elements."
"...I wish I known I could do this earlier." I mutter to myself, looking at the stack of papers I filled out on Reisi's desk. I walk over to his desk and pick up a lone piece of paper.
"What are you doing?" Reisi asks, walking over to me. I bring the edge of the paper to my finger, bracing myself for pain. If I really can heal, then I'll be able to heal this paper cut I'm about to give myself. I hate paper cuts. They sting so bad. But I have to know.
"I just want to be sure I can actually heal so I'm—" My words are cut off when Reisi takes the paper from me and slicing himself with it instead. My mouth drops open when blood starts seeping from his finger. His face has no pain on it. "R-Reisi!" I chide, taking his paper cut finger in my hand. It starts to drip. I quickly move his finger over his desk so it doesn't get on the rug. I start panicking.
"Relax, Akira." Reisi chuckles at my frenzy over his blood. "It's only a paper-cut."
"A deep one." I frown at him. "Why'd you do that?"
"You seemed hesitant about giving yourself one so I gave myself one instead." He answers with a small shrug. "Try healing it."
"B-but what if I can't heal other people?" I ask softly and hesitantly.
"Then I'll get a band-aid."
"Crazy Pirate King…" I whisper, holding his hand in both of mine.
I stare at it with isolated eyes. I can't believe he did that. He would rather bleed instead of me? His blood drips into the palm of my hand. I close my eyes. The image of his blood dripping from his stab wound on the island flashes behind my closed eyelids. My grip tightens on his hand. I start breathing deeply, focusing on the air entering and exiting my body. I count to sixty in my head before opening my eyes to look at his hand. The cut is still there.
Did he hurt himself for nothing? I swallow, then a thought crosses my mind. When I turn other people invisible, I have to focus on the air around them and me, not myself only. When I tried to heal him just a moment ago, I was only focusing on myself. I glance up at Reisi to see him looking at me. I look back at his finger and close my eyes again, my brows knitting together in complete focus.
I focus on the air around my hands and his, his finger specifically. I tinker with it, feeling for any new routes or changes. The air around starts to feel cold. I can feel the air molecules gradually amplify. That's new. The pure air moves onto his wound, creating a vapory effect around it. The pressurizing air forcefully seals off his wound, leaving not a single trace that it was even there. I open my eyes, sweat dripping down my brow. It worked.
"Oh my gosh." I draw out, slowly letting go of Reisi's hand. He flexes his fingers, closely gazing at where his paper-cut was. "I'm… oh man. This is like those cursed Pirates in the movie." I bring my hands over my face.
This is so cool and wholly freaky. I bring my hands away from my face and stare at them. I can definitely tell if I do that a lot it will be very depleting. Already, I feel a little more tired. I gulp. Reisi's hands grab mine, making me look up at him. Before he can speak I blurt a question.
"Is it possible for a Strain like me to discover a new power like this after such a long time?" I lean closer to him, gazing into his eyes intently. He nods at me.
"Yes, it is very possible." He confirms. "It seems you have another very intriguing Strain power."
"Intriguing and completely creepy." I sigh.
"Did it drain you at all?" He asks curiously.
"A little, but I guess that's only because the injury was a simple paper-cut." I remove my hands from his grip so I can grip his with mine. "Don't hurt yourself again."
"Is my Queen lecturing me?" Reisi chuckles lowly.
"You bet I am." I scold and drop his hands, crossing my arms and frowning at him. He seems to be taking joy out of my scolding. "I'm serious! I don't like seeing you hurt." Bleed specifically…
"It was only a 'simple paper-cut.'" He quotes my words. I narrow my eyes at him. Is he testing me?
"Reisi Munakata," I start, getting ready to give him a piece of my mind.
"Akira Yukimura," He cuts me off. We both stare at each other. He has a smirk on his face while I have a pout.
"You—"
"Me?" He cuts me off again, his smirk growing bigger.
"Yes you—!"
"I knew you were referring to me."
"Stop cutting me off and…!" I trail off. It's then I notice I'm smiling.
"And?" He chuckles, leaning closer to me as he teases.
He's having fun right now. His violet eyes are gleaming. They are deep like the ocean. I can see the reflection of my own eyes in his glasses. I stare past the lenses, getting lost in his eyes. They envelop me. His eyes hold so much affection and mine mirror his.
"Kiss me." The words roll of my tongue before I know it. He leans in and kisses me softly, his teeth pulling at my bottom lip. When his teeth release, he rests his forehead against mine. My hand moves and settles on his bicep. I tilt my head up when he presses his lips against mine again.
Our breaths meld together. My hand that was resting on his arm moves to play with the ends of his hair before they trail over the temple of his glasses. I push closer to him, making him come in contact with his desk. He chuckles lowly, his hands roaming over my body. His hands unclasp my bra. I look down, watching as it falls onto the floor. My eyes meet his again. He holds up my swimming suit with a sly grin. Oh yeah, my earlier words.
I lean just far enough away from him so I can slide my panties off. He holds out the swimming suit. I step through the leg holes with a blush, feeling like a young child being dressed. Well, I am being dressed I guess. The swimming suit is a sweetheart monokini with a low rise bottom. The coloring is black tie dye. It ties around the neck and back.
"Mm, I like this a lot." Reisi hums in that tone that always makes me shiver. Before he raises the front so it can cover my breast, he leans closer and my eyes grow impossibly wide.
"A-ah, Reisi." I breathe out heavily. He pulls me closer so my arched body is against his. His tongue swirls around my bosom, his mouth enclosing around the raised bud. I quiver at the sensual feeling. He peeks up at me, sucking lightly. Openly, he laughs at the flustered and confounded face I make at that.
He then raises his arms, tying the elastic tie around my neck so the swimming suit is covering my front. He kisses me as he does it. He ties the string that holds the cups of the swimming suit in place, effectively they support my bust. When he walks around me to tie the back tie, my hand goes over my breast his lips were just on.
"I-I had no clue…" I start falteringly. My cheeks are burning hot.
"That I could do that?" Reisi chuckles. "There is so much more I can do too." He murmurs in my ear. "We can experiment later." I blush further at that. "We have to get back to your birthday party."
"Y-yeah." I stutter, nodding my head fast. I turn my head to look at his clearly amused and content face. He likes how inexperienced I am.
"Yes I do." He smirks. He picks me up and I hide my flustered face in my hands. "It's profoundly cute."
And… I said that out-loud.
Birthday party next chapter, then after that... a lot of action!
As for Akira being able to heal with air, it works by her increasing the oxygen in the air which kind of turns it into a medicament that forcefully heals off any open wounds once the air molecules transfer into it. The same process occurs when she breathes in the air, increasing the oxygen flowing through her blood to provide speedy healing for internal injuries. However it doesn't work with broken bones or torn ligaments or tendons due to the lack of blood flowing through them. (Plus I don't want her to be too overpowered...) (I did a lot of research to scientifically explain that, lol. xD)
But is it really the first time she has ever healed? (hmm... lol)
Anyways, there is a good reason for this being revealed and it will make more sense further into the story, promise! I have finally actually written down the plot line instead of just going from whatever pops up in my head. Honestly I should of done that a long time ago.
Thank you all for reading! I appreciate it more than you'll ever know.
I hope this chapter was acceptable, I've been trying to make my chapters more lengthy and I hope you like that!