P3: Bloodlust

by Nightlyy

Minato had been staring down into an abyss for as long as he could remember. He does not know if the darkness stares back, if it calls him in or if he, himself is the abyss staring up, reaching out for the light beyond. Will he be helped up by someone who shares the curse or will he be drowned? A more dark and brutal novelization of Persona 3.

108. Heal

Ugh, this one got deleted this time. No, this is not a new update. Just like my other story, BL got deleted because... God knows why and this latest chapter got jumbled up so I have to re post. If any of the other chapters are messed up, let me know. Don't know why the fuck this keeps happening.

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Alright, this is the chapter. Longest yet and a lemon chapter. Let me just say first, I don't read lemons and I have never written one before because... not my forte. Although I do have one friend who keeps tormenting me by sending me bits of lemons and... almost every single one is horrible. Hopefully I do better than that.

Just a warning. I'll tell you when it starts so you can get the hell away.

17k words, dammit! holy shit.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WITHOUT CLOTHES!?"

His yell woke up everyone in the dorm slash area in the most unpleasent way possible since it sounded like he was yelling right next to their ears, ready to rain down a world of hurt like only Minato could but luckily, Minato was on the phone, having a very intense and passionate talk with his attendant.

"It is exactly as I said," Elizabeth replied calmly. "If you want to heal her quickly, I suggest you gather your team mates, strip her down and then commence the healing together."

"You!" Minato scowled. "This is a joke, isn't it!?"

"Minato-sama, I-" Elizabeth tried to speak but Minato yelled out once more, sending his dorm mates to the floor all over the building.

"If this is a joke, then I will!" he took a deep breath. "I'll invade your fucking room. You don't know me. I am an ancient samurai of destruction and annihilation! I do ninja shit that you cannot comprehend!"

"…"

"I'll cut out the power to your room and I'll come in when you least expect me!" Minato kept shouting, the bloodlust of Death laced into every word. "I'll catch you working on your 'fusions' and then it will be hell. I will fucking rip souls out with utmost brutality-"

"Toodles, Minato-sama!" Elizabeth giggled, beyond entertained with his little outburst. "I will be praying for you! Big kiss, Muah!"

"…. Take care, Elizabeth," Minato thanked her and disconnected the call. He smashed the cell phone and sighed. He DID say he'd do anything to heal her but this….

"Preparations have to be made," Minato cracked his knuckles and kicked the door clean off its hinges before marching on. "Don't want these idiots blind before the final battle."

…

"Akihiko-senpai," Yukari frowned. "Don't even try it."

"WHAT!?" Akihiko growled. "Do you really think I would-"

"Fucking Akihiko!" Sho barged in; growling like Akihiko had insulted his training regime. "If you even try, I'll go all animal Minato on your ass, right here, right now!"

"I did not do it!" Akihiko defended himself. "Goddamn, I am aware that she is dating the biggest psychopath ever. Not taking any chances."

"Good…" Sho sighed.

"What about you, huh!?" Akihiko growled. "How come we can trust you!?"

"I don't have it in me," Sho retorted. "I just don't."

"Yeah right," Akihiko snorted. "Who wouldn't?"

"Not someone who values their lives, that is for sure," Mitsuru coughed, even though she felt a little awkward standing around her like this. "I can only imagine what he is doing to Iori right now."

"What don't you, huh?" Akihiko continued.

"I don't have hormones," Sho spat back. "I just don't but… I ship em."

Yukari blinked. Wow, even Sho shipped them. It spoke volumes of how magical their bond and relationship was. "We are beating Nyx for sure now."

"Silence," Mitsuru sighed, rubbing her temple to ease the pain. She had barely slept for a few minutes after days' worth of battle but next thing she knew, Minato kicked the door open and dragged her out in her pajamas, bringing her down to the lounge where Hamuko currently was… Without clothes, just like Elizabeth had suggested.

Hamuko sighed, entertained by the back and forth of her friends while she was lying on the couch, covered up by a bunch of towels as the rest loomed over her. The females were looking away and the males had their eyes shut and meanwhile…

"Minato," Hamuko sighed, briefly glancing down at the numerous bruises and scars on his body. Nyx had done a number on her, just to crumble Minato, used her as a toy just to further torment him. "Where are you?"

Just one floor above, Minato was taking care of business, that is, tying up Junpei with chains and placing him in the corner of his room. He dusted his hands when he was done and stood up, now convinced Junpei was not going to move.

"Dude, come on!" Junpei groaned. "Do you really have to do this?"

"I love you like a bro and all but no…" Minato scoffed. "You've ogled her more than once."

"Akihiko is there too!" Junpei cried. "How do you trust him!?"

"I'd do this alone if I could. I'd love to but… he has healing spells while you don't," Minato said. "And let me assure you, if he even takes a peek, I will…. Fucking kick his head right into his ass."

"Thank God nobody told you about those pictures of Hamuko going around in school," Junpei muttered under his breath but since he said Hamuko, Minato strained his ears and caught the whole thing just when he was about to walk out.

"What…?" Minato turned back and walked over to Junpei, the same madness boiling in his eyes. "Did… you….say?"

"Oh shit," Junpei bashed the back of his head against the wall. "Uh-uh, nothing bro! Watcha talking about, hehe?"

"Now…" Minato crouched down to his level and scowled. "Tell me…. Now…"

"I…" Junpei gulped, aware that he was in for a possible beat down.

"What… pictures…?" Minato's eye shone with a malicious and terrifying glint, scaring Junpei who smashed himself into the wall, hoping to get away. "Now."

"Dude, it was nothing serious," Junpei tried to calm him down. "It was just a few pictures of her in gym clothes!"

"Why didn't I see them?" Minato growled, punching a hole into the wooden floor and widening the eyes of his friend. "Who did this? Was it the guy in the photography club? The wanna be doctor turned photographer?"

"Minato, calm down-"

"That fucking dork," Minato stood up. "I'll take care of him when I get to school but for now…." he slammed the door shut and walked back, flipping Junpei's bed over, rummaging through his closet, throwing everything outside as he started to inspect every corner in his room.

"What are you doing?" Junpei widened his eyes, almost screaming when Minato dug out his treasure and scattered it all over the ground, eyes searching for Hamuko's photos. "Dude!"

"Don't make me gag you," Minato hissed, kicking a few mags away in disgust. "Don't make me punish you."

"This is getting awkward," Junpei said, a single bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"I'm a psychopath," Minato stood up and spread out his arms. "Look at all the fucks I give!" with that, he walked back to Junpei and flipped him over, scaring the crap out of Junpei but nothing happened, thankfully as Minato merely fished the cell phone out of his pocket.

"What is your password?" Minato asked, flipping Junpei's cell open.

"Dude, that's kinda personal so…"

Minato punched a few buttons and screeched at the top of his lungs. "DOESN'T WORK!" he snapped, stomping a hole into the floor this time. "PASSWORD NOW!"

Junpei panicked and told him. Minato opened up his cellphones and scrolled through the gallery and while he did not find pictures of Hamuko's, aside from a few selfies with Junpei, his mood was visibly worsened. He snapped the phone shut and gave it back to Junpei before walking towards the door.

Minato stopped and looked back. "Get better taste…" he hissed in disgust and slammed the door shut.

"Don't tell anyone!" Junpei screamed at his back.

…

Yukari sighed when she heard the footsteps, indicating that Minato was coming down. She looked up and saw her leader who was carrying a blinded Ken by the back of his collar. "Geez."

Minato dropped Ken and stopped in the middle, looking around with suspicious eyes. "Who opened his eyes?" he asked Yukari.

"Nobody," the brunette confirmed.

"Good," Minato fished out a few blindfolds out of his pocket and wrapped them around the eyes of the other two males. "Alright then, summon your personas and direct the healing towards Hamuko, with all your focus."

"Why are we doing this?" Mitsuru sighed, pulling out her evoker. "I mean, without clothes."

"Apparently, when you are getting healed by someone else, the layers of clothing deter some of effectiveness," Minato explained like Elizabeth did to him. "Unlike when you heal yourself since those waves coming from inside your soul…"

"That makes sense," Hamuko said from under the towels. "Ouch. Can we start…?"

"Of course," Minato said, bringing his two strongest healing personas to the front of his mind. He opened his eyes and exhaled. "I don't care if you have to sit out the Nyx battle; you will put everything you have into this healing. Remove every single scar form her body, you got it?"

"We will," the rest said in unison as the summoned, finally bringing a smile to his face. Minato followed and dual summoned, directing her focus on Hamuko.

"You'll be alright…"

The healing sessions continued until the persona users were almost completely out of energy. Minato was the last one to stop as he dismissed his persona and walked forward, slightly picking up the towel to observe her condition.

"Damn Nyx," he growled. He was going to get her for every single wound she inflicted on Hamuko but thankfully, there was some improvement. "We're done for today." he said, picking Hamuko up. "Shove your head back into your asses." he said and trotted up the steps.

"I missed that somewhat," Akihiko admitted and passed out on the couch seconds later.

Minato pushed the door to her room open and gently rested her on the bed. He pulled the covers on her and smiled. "You'll be fine in a few days. Better than before, I promise."

"Y-Yeah," Hamuko said, thankful a lot of the pain had disappeared. "Thank you."

"Sweet dreams," Minato whispered and began to walk off until Hamuko grabbed his wrist and tried pulling him back. He looked back and saw her smiling softly but it felt…. Empty.

"Um, sleep with me for tonight?" Hamuko said. "There is room for the two of us."

Minato bit his lip and freed his wrist. "You're still injured so… maybe some other day, alright?" he rubbed the back of his head and winced. "Have a good sleep, Hamuko." he wished her a goodnight and opened the door-

"I love you," Hamuko whispered, a bit of emptiness and fear still present in her tone.

Minato cringed and hung his head low, glancing at his fists. He shut the door and left without a reply.

Hamuko sniffed. "Damn that Nyx…" she cursed the goddess and buried her head into a pillow. This was just what they needed before the final battle. "Damn this all…"

…

Minato walked through the mess in his room and sat down on his bed, leaking out a few tears since he was all alone. So much had happened in the past couple of days. His parents, Hamuko, the exhaustion and damaged that he suffered, along with the pressure and depression. At times, he even questioned if opposing Ryoji was the right move.

He lifted his head up and leaned back, closing his eyes as he recalled what Ryoji had said, right in his room.

"Huh…" Minato lowered his head back down as the memory flashed before his eyes.

"Just let me live my life!"

"You have no life!" Ryoji yelled back at him, his anger threatening to surge in front of the deformed and crippled weakling in front of him. "Brother, Death itself was sealed into you. You have no life or future!"

"We'll see about that," Minato broke free from the trance and wiped his eyes clean, standing up and grabbing his sword. "This war between us and the Gods is coming to an end soon."

The promised day was right around the corner.

"Just a few more days…"

…

The persona users started training more from that day. After a good sleep to take care of the exhaustion, all of them went back to training for the final battle because it was close and with every day, the moon was getting closer and closer to earth, increasing the number of followers in the city.

Most of the people had forgotten about the whole nightmare the moment Minato crushed the mask but the followers of Nyx were still there, lurking and trying to convert more people to their cause but by this point, the members of SEES were not concerned with that because they knew the final battle would be their toughest one yet.

"Here," Minato slowly guided Hamuko to the school grounds, making sure that his hood covered up her head and face because she was still getting her wounds healed every night. His hoodie reached down to her knees, being big and baggy enough that it hid her wounds pretty well but despite that, a few of the students caught glimpses of the wounds and scars on her face.

"Hey, she's the one injured this time," a few girls gossiped. "Geez, do they take turns doing this?"

"Their relationship must be pretty violent, hahaha,"

"Shut the fuck up!" Minato howled at almost everyone on the school grounds, freezing everyone in place as his cold voice echoed over and over in their heads. The blunet looked around with a frosty glare, hissing like a pissed off animal who was ready to pounce and maul and the students kept quiet, now sure that the old Minato was back and he seemed more scary than usual.

"If any of you bitches and whore even look at her funny," Minato dragged his thumb along his throat as a threatening gesture. "I'll murder your whole filthy family!" he spat and dragged Hamuko into the building.

"Where is Ryoji these days?"

Minato heard the bit and scowled, barely controlling himself from mauling the bastard who asked the question and stepping inside the school with Hamuko.

…

"She's getting better," Minato panted, smiling despite the sweat building up on his brow as the wounds started closing up on her face. "Keep going."

Hamuko closed her eyes and evoked healing spells of her own, pleasing Minato who yelled at the others to keep up and they did, discharging a massive amount of energy into the female fool for almost the entire duration of the dark hour.

"Great," Minato pulled the jacket over her school clothes and smiled as there were a few scars left on his face. "Thank you all!" he thanked his friends with a friendly smile. "I owe you one."

"Don't sweat it," Yukari giggled.

"Just a bit more," Mitsuru chuckled. "She'll be alright for the final battle."

"In just a few days," Sho reminded.

…

Minato moved through the shots and backed off, barely avoiding a straight from Hamuko who jumped back into range and swung her fists around as their training continued-

"Woah," Minato blocked the punches with his forearms and kept moving around, slipping her shots that were no doubt faster than before. "Why are we doing this again?"

"I want to throw punches too," Hamuko said, surprising Minato with a kick that half-connected as he blocked the attempt with his forearm. "Mixing it up, ya know?"

"You should have asked Akihiko," Minato said, ducking under her spinning kick and getting back into the pocket. "He's a better boxer than me."

"I would but," Hamuko said, not stopping at the assault. "But if he grazes me with a punch-"

"I'LL FUCKING KILL THAT ALBINO!" Minato thundered out loud-

"Hehe, that," Hamuko said, smirking as the blunet as she bolted forward, pulling her fist back and then launching it forward with more speed, almost managing to connect on Minato until he moved his head to the side and then a loud smash echoed in the room-

"Wow," Minato looked back to see that Hamuko's punch had opened up a massive dent on wall. The redhead looked back at him and grinned.

"Or I might give him a concussion if I do connect," Hamuko giggled and got ready again, forcing a smile on the face of the blunet who took his stance, now interested in their training session. "Shall we continue, darling?"

"You got it," Minato nodded.

After a few hours, Hamuko collapsed on his bed and panted, accepting the towel he tossed at her and cleaning her face from the sweat. She giggled and pumped her fist up, smiling because the session was a success.

"I did good right?" Hamuko laughed. "Look at the dent in that wall."

"You did great," Minato replied. "I'm proud of you."

"Yay!" Hamuko jumped up. "Thanks for not punching back, hehe. Don't want to be on the receiving end of your punches again."

Minato's smile faded after her words and Hamuko winced, cursing herself for the stupid choice of words. The two fell into an awkward silence after that. Hamuko struggled to think of something while Minato kept his head low and after a few more minutes of awkwardness, Minato got up and left her room without another word.

"Dammit," Hamuko winced, punching the wall again. There was something wrong. Something just did not feel right.

Minato sat down on the couches of the second floor and sighed, burying his face into his palms until Akihiko came along and sat down opposite to him without another word.

"What?" Minato looked him in the eye and the staring contest began.

"…"

"…"

"Do I…" Akihiko started.

Minato frowned.

"Alright, which fire extinguisher would you recommend?" Akihiko asked with a sigh and Minato broke the table by banging head hard. "Also, do you have something albinos? Not saying I am one but…"

"How about a boxing match?" Minato sighed, dragging him to the room and slamming the door shut. After that, he left the room, feeling much better than before. "Sorry about the kicks."

After walking into his room, Minato heard a couple of sniffing coming from the room above him but….

"Dammit," he cursed. "Something is missing…" he looked at his shaking form and his shoulder slumped. It almost felt as they were strangers at times. "Damn this all."

…

"Surprise, surprise you filthy peasants!" Hamuko bounced her way into the school grounds, free of scars and wound as Minato trailed behind her, smiling at her just owning the dumb folks who had insulted her before. "Your queen is back!"

The others students gawked, with her fanclub staring at her and thanking the lord that she was free of scars and wound but still, they had to wonder how the hell she was back to normal. First Minato and now her, just what went on in the dorm?

"Got anything to say now?" Hamuko shouted out loud. "Do you!?"

"…"

"If you do, my psycho boyfriend is going to beat you up!" Hamuko declared. "Yeah, suck on that!"

"What is her obsession with psychopaths?" Minato sighed, still walking behind her with his hands in the pocket. "But then again…" flashes of Hamuko's vicious smiles against Makoto made him blush. "She looks pretty damn good like that too…. Huh…."

"Hey, come on," Minato looked back and yelled at his friends to pick up speed. They hurried over to their leader and Hamuko came back, looking quite pleased after yelling at the girls who had mocked her. Even Mitsuru had ditched the limo and had taken the monorail so they could walk together.

They walked together, at the same pace, ignoring the stares as they had caught the attention of the whole school as they were some of the most popular students and had never walked to the school together like they did now.

"They look like a family," someone whispered and Minato chuckled, shouting thank back you back to him before stepped inside the building. After so many months of constant conflicts and torment, he had to admit, they were indeed like a family.

"Really, where is Ryoji?"

"Fuck Ryoji!" Minato snapped.

"Yeah, fuck him!" Junpei yelled. "Let's all chant together!"

Everyone, sans Mitsuru kept shouting the chant all the way to their homerooms.

…

Hamuko woke up with a jolt and looked down, finding her pillow stained with dry tears. She wiped her eyes cleaned and grabbed her pillow and blanket, quietly moving out of her room and down the steps, her destination being the last floor on the 2nd room. She hesitated for a bit but opened the door to find no one inside.

"Minato," she sighed and looked at the open window. She knew he was out training in the tower and while she was confident he could look after himself, she really wanted him here. She whimpered and closed the door, going up the steps and praying the nightmares would not haunt her this time.

It was the same every night, her nightmares were flashbacks of the time when she was possessed by Nyx and the most recurring one was where she stood over a battered and beaten Minato, looking down with no remorse and with the damn mask on her face.

"Dammit," Hamuko leaked out a few tears, putting a hand on her chest. "Why do I feel…"

"Empty?" she wondered and laid back down, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes. She was healed but at times, she found it hard to breathe because something was just not right with Minato. She had tried to talk but he just ignored the subject, diverted the attention or walked away entirely.

Back in Tartarus, Minato was hacking away at shadows because he was harshly awoken by a very similar nightmare, him almost stabbing a possessed Hamuko in the throat as she squirmed under him. The flashback sent him reeling and he collapsed against the wall, bashing his knuckles against the surface to let out a bit of rage.

"I feel empty," Minato hung his head low. Never in his life had he felt so…

"Ashamed," Minato grabbed his sword and went up the steps.

"Disgusted…"

"Empty…"

"Huh," Minato stopped when he saw the Reaper waiting for him. "This feels familiar…"

He could recall a similar situation but it was not as bad as this one.

"Theo…"

After a quick duel with the reaper, Minato collapsed down and hallucinated, imagining her blood on his hand. No matter how times many he tried, he was not going to wash her blood off his hands or forget about this anytime soon.

This felt a bit familiar too.

"Makoto…"

"Ryoji…"

…

The training continued as the promised day drew closer and closer and just like that, it was almost here. On 30th January, Minato woke up and hissed at the single stain on his pillow. He was crying in his dreams, just one day before the final battle, all due to one fucking goddess who was no doubt going to take advantage of the crack in his soul.

Hamuko woke up and flipped her pillow over, burying her head into her palms. She was healed, free of every little scar and yet.

"It hurts," she whispered and got up, almost collapsing down because the pressure on her being was not something physical. Heading into a battle with a God with so many regrets and sorrow was going to be brutal but for the life of her, she could not…

"Let go…" the two whispered in unison and got up, going back to training despite their morning routine being hugging and cuddling for the first few hours and then starting their day.

…

Mitsuru called for a meeting just before they called it a night. The team gathered in the command room and sat down, exchanging glances with each other until Minato kicked the door open and stepped inside, going over the expressions of his team mates. Most of them looked confident because they had survived a hell lot to get to this point.

"Tomorrow is the day," Mitsuru broke the silence. "The promise day… We finally made it."

"Can't wait to stomp those two worthless gods," Minato scowled. "I've waited too long for this."

"We need to come up with a plan," Mitsuru said. "From your talks with Ryoji, you said he and Nyx will descend on the top of Tartarus, yes?"

"Yeah," Minato responded. "As one, like he said. Guessing he has his head shoved up Nyx's ass or something." the others cringed at his comment but Minato continued.

"Alright," Mitsuru said, glancing at the blunet. "Then you will do what you do best."

"Kick ass?" Minato blinked.

"No. Well yes, but no…" Mitsuru coughed.

"Kiss her?" Minato said, pointing at Hamuko with a blush on his cheeks. Mitsuru slapped her forehead but Minato continued, playing out the event in his mind. "Hey, kissing her during the apocalypse. Maybe I'll go super saiyan!"

"She means talking shit!" Sho added in. "That's what you do best!"

"Oh that," Minato nodded. "So you want to bring him down from the top?"

"Correct," Mitsuru said. "He can't really stand you, we know that. Why not take advantage of that? The battle will favor us if we bring him down from the top. We'll have a better chance at stopping the fall."

"With the moon so close, I think that is a good idea," Hamuko nodded.

"I like it," Minato smirked. "Alright then, we'll spread out through the floors. He starts the gauntlet from the lobby. I'm sure he'll be tired halfway through."

"Are you sure about that?" Junpei asked. "I mean, you did tire him out."

"You can't teach heart and will to anyone, not even a god in a few months," Minato chuckled. "Just like before, we'll take him to deep waters and he will drown."

"Excellent," Mitsuru smiled, eyeing the two wild cards. "You two will go on last."

"What?" Hamuko blinked. "But-"

"You two are by far the best assets we have," Mitsuru said. "Let us weaken him a bit, then you can finish him off because there is no one strong enough to beat you together."

"Wild Card miracle bullshit and all," Sho chuckled. "I agree. Just to be safe, the world is on the line."

"Alright, you have a plan," Minato said. "We'll go with that but if anyone of you assholes get hurt, run away. I promise we'll finish him off, no matter what."

"Good," Mitsuru smiled. "Well, that was all for the meeting. Just fight hard-"

"I have a question!" Yukari spoke up. "What he said before… If we end the Dark Hour, will our memories be erased?"

Minato blinked. Ryoji did say they would lose their memories if the Dark Hour disappeared but would this be the same?

"But I want all of you to know!" Yukari stood up, glancing at the faces of her friends. "If that happens, I will still remember all of you!"

"We know you will," Junpei laughed.

"I won't forget you either, Minato!" Sho yelled. "And you too Hamuko! Don't care about the others!"

"Hey!" Akihiko groaned. "That killed the mood."

"If any of you do forget," Minato coughed and balled up his fist. "I'll be sure to remind you."

"Then let's do this!" Hamuko cheered, standing up. "After the battle, let's promise to meet up, no matter what!"

"I can get behind that," Junpei grinned. "Where should we meet though?"

"Rooftop?" Minato suggested.

"Ding," Junpei nodded.

"Graduation day?" Minato stood up.

"Ding ding," Junpei stood up as well. "It's all settled. We'll meet up on the rooftop on graduation day, all of us!"

"Of course," Ken smiled.

"Sure," Sho said. "I'll beat up the guards if I have to!"

"Well, that's a promise," Minato held out his hand for the rest of his friends. "Uh, let's go?" the others smiled and piled their hands on top of their leader's, smiling at each other-

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"GO SEES!" they shouted in unison one last time before the final battle. After that, they left the command room and left to their rooms, wishing each other a goodnight because tomorrow next was the finale to their long struggle. At the end, only Minato and Hamuko remained in the command room where silence reigned for a few seconds.

"Well then," Minato scratched the back of his head, spreading his arms for a hug. "Last hug before the battle?"

Hamuko looked up from the ground and looked at him, moving ahead to hug him but refusing to break it when Minato tried pulling back. She held him in place and whispered slowly. "I want more than just a hug."

"Um, a kiss on the cheek?" Minato said. He was taken aback when Hamuko straddled his lap and pushed him down. "A kiss on the forehead!?"

"I want a moment," Hamuko said, giving him a rather intense stare. "Do you get that? I want a moment with you."

Minato blinked and flushed when he understood what she wanted. "M-Moment!?" he blushed and sunk into the couch. "Hamuko, are you really sure?"

"I'm sure," Hamuko said. She leaned down and spoke right next to his ear. "I want you."

"Uh, Hamuko," Minato coughed, more blood rushing up to his face. "Now is not the time, I think."

"It is the best time," Hamuko said. "We have to take care of this issue before tomorrow."

"There is no issue!"

"There are issues!" Hamuko snapped. "Remember last time? We got cock-blocked by freaking zombies!"

Minato cringed at the memory and the problem in his pants that persisted the whole damn night.

"Before that, I ended up breaking your ribs and we had to stop!" Hamuko recalled. "Do you see now?"

"The first time went pretty well," Minato said, trying to push her off-

"No it did not!" Hamuko hissed. "You stopped halfway through and started talking about Takaya!"

Minato widened his eyes. That was right. He killed the whole thing by calling him a 'bitch' and Hamuko misunderstood that he had called her that. After that, the entire love making felt a little… awkward.

"So, Minato," Hamuko removed his tie and undid the first button of his shirt, running her finger along his skin. "Your room or mine?"

"…" Minato sat up and gently grabbed her shoulders. He picked her up and removed her from his lap. After that, he stood up and sighed, looking back at Hamuko who looked ready to explode. Did he just…

"Did you just…?" Hamuko growled and stood up, grabbing him by his blue bangs. "How dare you!?" she yelled into his ear, rocking him back and forth as Minato tried to break free but it was futile. For some reason, she had grown quite a bit stronger. "You inconsiderate jerk!"

"Hamuko!" Minato scowled. "Stop this!"

"Your room or mine?" Hamuko yelled in his face, pushing him backwards and moving forward herself, immediately, latching onto his frame so he wouldn't escape.

"Nowhere!" Minato spat.

"Your room then," Hamuko nodded. She grabbed a hold of his head and scowled. "Push me back and I will never speak to you again!" she warned and started dragging him, going down the steps, down the third floor and then towards his room. She was sure almost everyone else was asleep. This was going to be their moment, come high hell or water.

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Lemon starts here. For those who do not want to read, just skip. Last warning.

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After dragging Minato to his room and pushing him inside, Hamuko slammed the door shut and locked it, praying to every deity for a passionate night with no interruptions.

"Let me out!" Minato demanded-

So much for a passionate night….

"Keep it down," Hamuko hissed, spreading her arms to block him from opening the lock and running out. "Stop shouting dammit, it's like I'm raping you or something." she scowled, annoying by his constant yelling and shouting.

Minato tried to bolt but Hamuko blocked it and started pushing him back, dragging him towards the bed and by some miracle, she managed to slam him down and immediately straddled his lap.

"Your strength just doesn't work on me," Hamuko smirked. "Well, when I'm not possessed that is…"

Minato winced upon remembering. "Are you serious about this?" he grunted and Hamuko clasped his wrists, making sure he couldn't escape. "You want to have sex at a time like THIS!?"

"Quite," Hamuko replied. "Now, listen to me and take off your pants-"

"Hamuko, the fucking apocalypse is tomorrow!" Minato yelled.

"It's about tonight," Hamuko replied. "Tonight it's just you and me, nobody else. We'll take care of the apocalypse tomorrow."

"Get off me Hamuko!" Minato snarled.

"Get on top of me, Minato!" she hissed back.

"For fuck's sake!"

"If I disgust you so much then just say so, I'll go away!" she yelled.

Minato stopped struggling when she said that. He gave another low growl and then a sigh, sinking down on the bed sheets with Hamuko on top of him. She looked more sad than angry and Minato blamed himself for ruining her mood.

"Just say it," she removed the grip around his wrist and bit her lip. "I can't blame you for having second thoughts after what Nyx did to me…"

"No… that's…" Minato scowled, almost wanting to take a knife and stab his own arm. "I just…"

"I don't understand. Am I not attractive to you anymore?" Her voice shook, a slight tremor that indicated she was near tears. She quickly removed her jacket and undid the first button of her blouse, exposing her bra.

"Here…. Does my body disgust you so much? Can you- do you hate that… that happened to me?" Hamuko lowered her head and tears started gathering in the corner of her red eyes. "Am I… damaged goods?"

"NO!" Minato found his voice and yelled, pissed off that she would even think that. "What the hell are you even saying!?"

"Then what!?" Hamuko growled back, her voice cracking more and more. "Why do you keep ignoring me!? I have tried so many times but you brush me off! What is wrong with you!?"

"…"

"I'm sorry, okay!?" Hamuko punched his shoulder; hard enough that it hurt him but he did not do anything in return as he was already cursing himself because he had started the breakdown. "I'm sorry I did this all! I was possessed but dammit, I forgave you too! Just let it go already!"

"I can't let it go, dammit!" Minato snapped. "No matter how many times I try!"

"So… It's over?" Hamuko pulled back a little. "Huh… Just before the final battle-"

"It's not you… It's me," Minato admitted, looking away and refusing to meet her stare. "I feel… empty…"

"Me too…"

"I feel ashamed," Minato said in barely a whisper but Hamuko managed to catch it. She blinked. Ashamed? He was feeling ashamed?

"It feels familiar," Minato said. "I feel ashamed to even look at your face…. Just like I was before… after the Theo battle…"

"Hehe," Hamuko smiled a little, cleaning the tears and looking down. Here she thought he was still angry or just disgusted by her because Nyx had left her body hideous with all the wounds and scars. "You healed me, right Minato?"

"I did…." Minato said, flushing red when Hamuko started grinding on his lap with subtle movements, just enough to get his body to react and it did. She smirked and looked down at him, now convinced that he still found her attractive because his body was not lying. "B-But… Hamuko!"

"Ssssh…." Hamuko undid another button of her blouse and grasped his right hand, guiding it inside of her blouse and on her right breast. "Let's re-try this, shall we?"

Minato gulped and squeezed softly, making Hamuko mewl. She leaned down and propped herself on her hands, stopping just shy of his face.

"I want you to touch me,"

"I want you to touch me,"

Minato blinked, memories of their very first night flashing before his eyes.

"Kiss me,"

"Kiss me,"

Minato breathed out. No wonder this shame and awkwardness felt familiar as he had gone through the same thing before.

"Satisfy me,"

"Satisfy me,"

Minato grew a bit more confident and flicked his thumb over her bra, drawing out a low groan from the redhead as he teased her through the garment.

"Most importantly, I want to heal our souls tonight," she whispered and then smashed her lips against his, devouring his mouth as she kissed him hungrily for the first time in a long while.

Minato removed his hand from her blouse and wrapped one arm around her waist and the other one around her shoulders, pulling her close and kissing her back just as hungrily but still allowing her to do most of the work, not resisting when she slipped her tongue in and started exploring his mouth. Her hands found their way to his cheek, fingers brushing his bangs to the side and then stroking his cheek. She moved her hands down to grab his mouth, opening it a bit more as she ran her tongue down his throat.

After a good ten minutes, Hamuko broke the warm up kiss and Minato breathed out, far more aroused than before and he knew she was too because her body was not lying. She sat back up and smirked, brushing her finger over his lips and meanwhile, Minato finally noticed the color and gulped.

"Really Hamuko?" he muttered, glancing at her bra visible through her open blouse. "A red bra?"

"You like red, don't you?" Hamuko asked, widening her large red eyes. "Don't you, darling?"

"I do," Minato admitted.

Hamuko leaned down with a mischievous giggle. "I'm wearing red panties too," she whispered into his ear, making sure to speak slowly, get every word to swim around in his head because she knew red became his favorite color ever since he came to the dorm. "Just for you…"

"Ah shit!" Minato growled, hormones taking over his senses because the mental image was already-

"So Minato," Hamuko said, briefly toying with his belt before moving her hands up his toned body, slowly, teasingly, smiling when he gave a raspy moan at the feeling of her warm hands roaming his stomach and chest. "Do you like what you see?

"Y-Yeah," Minato replied. "I do…"

"Hm," Hamuko smirked; even with his shirt on, she could tell he was still fit, lean and in shape. "I definitely do. Do you want see more?"

"I do," Minato replied, gripping her hips and pulling her close, making her giggle as she collapsed on top on him. His hands moved up from her hips to her waist as he wrapped his arms around her while she hugged his head tightly. The two stayed in the same position with Hamuko occasionally kissing the top of his head as they reveled in the familiar comfort of each other's warmth.

"What do you say, Minato?" Hamuko asked softly once she broke the hug. She closed her eyes and widened the gentle smile on her face, trying her best to sound as warm and cheerful as possible. "One day before the apocalypse… How about we build our love from scratch again?"

Minato remembered the battle a few days ago and looked up at her again. Now he knew this emptiness inside him after walking away from the battle despite saving Hamuko. The flashes haunted him in his sleep, just like after the battle with Theo. Now that he thought about it, that time was not too different. He was ashamed to look at Hamuko for long because they had gone through an ugly spat and fight. This time, it was a lot worse, bad enough that it made him cry because he had damaged her in the fight, had given her more scars and he could not get that out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried.

He gave up and looked at her smiling, blushing face that reminded him of their first night, just a few days after the horrendous battle with Theo. It did not go well but as cheesy as it sounded, spending the whole night kissing her from head to toe had healed him. This was no different; it was about righting a wrong because there was no way he was going to walk into the battle wondering if he could have fixed his problems.

"Sure thing, babe," Minato smiled. "We'll make it even greater than before." the outburst of the gorgeous grin on her face was already worth it and to his surprise, those were the same words he said before: Building their love even stronger than before.

Hamuko smiled and pressed her lips to his forehead, cheek and lips before getting off and crawling towards the other side of the bed. Minato exhaled and got up, looking in her direction as she pressed her back against the frame of his bed, undoing the third button and opening her blouse to reveal quite a bit of cleavage. She winked and called him over, running one finger just over the curve of her breast to entice him further.

"Our night then,"

"Our night then," Hamuko whispered, injecting as much lust and need into her voice as possible.

Minato kicked his shoes off and crawled his way over to her and did the same thing, planting a kiss on her forehead, cheek and lips before kissing his way down her neck and chest. Hamuko pushed her bra down when he kissed her breastbone and then ran a finger up and down, making her wince because she was eagerly awaiting the warmth of his hands and mouth.

"Haaah…." Hamuko panted as he started gliding his fingers on her bare chest in circular motions, only barely with the slightest amount of contact but it was enough to make her restless, shake in anticipation as faint impulses traveled down her spine. "That feels good."

"Does it?" Minato whispered back, moving forward to kiss her again. He quickly broke the kiss and Hamuko pushed his head down, telling him to get to work. "I'll make you feel better."

Minato pushed the cup of her bra to the side and pressed his lips to her chest, eliciting a needy moan from Hamuko. She clasped her mouth shut to block the little moans and groans when he started nipping the curve of her left breast, scrapping his teeth along the edges and then soothing the little love bites by running his tongue over, making her grab onto his shoulders.

"Hey, come on," Hamuko whimpered, stroking the side of his head as his lips roamed around her chest, teeth nipping and lips pressing soft kisses but purposely avoiding the part where she wanted them them most. "Don't tease me."

She felt him grin against her breast and hissed in impatience, almost ready to smack the back of his head until Minato opened his mouth and started sucking on the lower curve, tracing the shape with his tongue and then working his way up, cupping her breast and softly sucking on his way towards the middle.

"Ugh, Minato," Hamuko clenched her fist, exhaling rapidly to get her breath back. Teasing was her only weakness when it came to Minato. "Don't do this again."

"Hm?" Minato murmured and breathed out, sending another chill down her nervous system. He felt Hamuko tighten the hold on his hair and chuckled, flicking his thumb back and forth over the sensitive bead in the middle before kissing it softly. She groaned at the kiss and ran her fingers through his blue hair, patting the back of his head and encouraging him to keep going.

"About time you put your mouth to good use," Hamuko groaned when she felt his warm mouth on her flesh again, finally where she wanted. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive spot, taking the rosy bead into his mouth which made her gasp. After a couple of seconds of gentle suction, Minato inhaled sharply, making her jolt up straight, nearly smashing the back of her head against the bed in surprise.

"Goddammit," Hamuko gave out deep breaths as her heart skipped several beats, a big thump when Minato started moving his hand up and down her thigh, squeezing and tickling the part dangerously close to her bare sex. Most of his focus was still on working and marking her chest and he slowly increased the pressure to maintain a pleasurable pace.

Hamuko bit her lip and arched her back slightly, picking herself from the frame of the bed and shrugging her open shirt off her shoulders. "Keep working…." she ordered, hugging his head towards her chest to get more of his seeking mouth and Minato obeyed, voice muffled against her breast as he dragged a number of licks around the edges and then opened his mouth for a small bite.

"Ah," Hamuko hummed and tugged on his hair, getting what she wanted when he started using his teeth, biting down slightly just hard enough to get a reaction from her. He bit harder on the swollen flesh, grinding the part between his teeth for a few seconds and then planting more than a dozen kisses to soothe even the tiniest bit of pain and then pulled back from her marked chest, tracing a few patters with his fingers as he waited for her to recover.

"Hehehehe," Hamuko laughed because this was the perfect start to the best night of her life. She pulled his face up and cooed, playing with his fringe as he rose up after one last kiss on her breast. "C'mere!"

Hamuko yanked him close and devoured his mouth again, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and briefly sitting on her haunches before she latched onto his frame, shoving her tongue into his mouth and sliding it over his, grinding when she felt the vibrations against her mouth. She chewed briefly on his lower lip and forced herself on him, clinging on and almost knocking him backwards but he managed to hold himself up by pressing a hand to the bed to lift himself up with Hamuko hanging onto him and aggressively exploring his mouth as her tongue slid in and out without pause.

Minato got on his knees and remembered that her one fantasy included kissing while being lifted into the air. He smiled against her mouth and slid one arm just below her hips, easily picking her up as she continued the breathless kiss, tongue dancing around and her body pressed flush against his as he lifted her up, much to her delight. Knowing that Minato was strong enough to hold her up the whole night, Hamuko stopped holding back and relaxed, leaning more of her weight on him, giggling when he managed to hold her up without any strain. His godlike strength was just one of the many things she adored about him.

Hamuko laced her fingers into his long blue hair and cupped his lower jaw, pushing her tongue into his throat but by this point; she was a bit disappointed that Minato was not kissing her like she wanted. She wanted him to steal her breath away, she wanted him to roam his hands around all over body during the kiss, wanted him to display his strength and make this what she wanted: A kiss worthy of two Wild Cards. She tugged on his hair roughly, growling and mouthing something that he understood. He shrugged and decided to give her what she wanted because this night was all about her.

Hamuko yelped when her head got pushed back, making her wrap her legs around him so she wouldn't fall off. She tugged on the fistful of blue hair and moaned, slightly taken a back and pleasantly surprised when Minato returned the aggression, shoving her tongue back into her mouth and slipping his own inside to explore, giving her a heated and frenzied kiss like he gave her before, only more rough because she asked for it and was loving every bit of it. She tightened her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, curled up against him, returning the gesture fondly despite losing and forced to give him more access whenever he wanted. Losing honestly never felt so good to her.

Hamuko moaned against his mouth, tilting her head to the side as their breathing tangled together, her frame shivering against his when he pushed his tongue down her throat, hands roaming around her body and feeling her soft skin. She gave up after a while and pulled her head back a little, closing her eyes and just focusing on the taste of blueberries while her left hand grabbed a hold of his cheek to keep their mouths glued together because she wanted this to go on forever.

Still lost in the kiss, Hamuko's thigh briefly brushed against the front of his pants and Minato gasped, the little impulses caused by the brief touch almost making him collapse on top of her but he steadied himself on one hand and rested her down, sinking her into the bed sheets and stealing her breath away as the kiss continued for the next few minutes, their hands roaming each other's bodies before they laced their fingers together and parted their lips, leaving a peck on each other's lips when they finally pulled back with Hamuko panting, struggling to get air and Minato snickering, not out of breath like her.

"Now that was a Wild Card kiss," Hamuko giggled, happy to see that Minato was not even breathing happy. His godlike endurance was another quality she adored about him and tonight, she was going to put that to test. "Really fit aren't you, darling? We'll find out tonight."

Minato smiled back and Hamuko cooed, cupping his jaw to keep him close. "Are you done with me yet though?" she giggled, a coy smile spawning on her face as she nibbled on her own finger and fluttered her eyelashes slowly. "Are you, Minato?"

"No way," Minato replied, finding her flirty attempts to rile him up adorable and effective. He was not getting out of the bed without setting this right. "This has only begun."

"That's right," Hamuko said, grabbing a fistful of blue hair again. "Touch and kiss me everywhere."

"Everywhere?" Minato chuckled.

"Everywhere," Hamuko repeated. She pressed her lips next to his ear and whispered seductively. "Undress me," she licked his earlobe and traced her tongue over, making him shudder as she held him close, speaking slowly and huskily. She giggled to herself when he gasped and shuddered some more because controlling and having a psychopath shiver like this by her words alone was something she took pride in because she was the only girl who could do this to Minato. "Got it, b-a-b-y?" she drawled out the last word and Minato jerked instinctively.

That was all it took for Minato to fall further at her feet because he obliged, kissing his way down from the middle of her chest to her flat stomach, remembering, wincing and then pressing a kiss because he had punched her about a dozen time at the same spot.

Hamuko smiled. "It's alright," she said softly, running a hand through his blue hair. "Um, I'd love if you continue."

Minato looked up and nodded, wetting his lips and grabbing the edge of her skirt. With a smile in her direction that further flushed her lower body with heat and desire, he started undoing the buttons, one by one, each click going off like a bomb in Hamuko's head because the wait was agonizing.

"Red," Minato muttered, catching a glimpse of her red underwear and nodding to himself about the sight being a thousand times better than the mental image he had visualized. He blushed and continued removing her skirt, only to get yelled at by Hamuko who remembered what happened the last time.

"Don't just kiss my underwear like you did last time!" Hamuko yelled when he finally peeled her skirt off and tossed it aside and then playing with the elastic of her panties, needlessly teasing and irritating the redhead as she was reminded of last time. "Take them off. Right now."

Much like last time, Minato pressed a kiss on the garment covering her lower body and grabbed the edges of her panties. He took a deep breath and started sliding them down, flushing red and averting his eyes when he saw her bare sex. He quickly brought her underwear down and removed it, placing it on the pile of discarded clothes.

"Um," Hamuko murmured, blushing because she was bare in front of him. She bit her own thumb and looked away shyly. He had seen her before, had spent a night with her before, had explored her body and the places that were meant for only him but there was something different about this time. The night felt special because it really felt as if they were building their love from scratch again. "Um, kiss me maybe please darling?"

Hamuko squealed and giggled when he started making his way up, kissing her knees and thighs. "I'm ticklish but kiss. Kiss again!" she ordered and he did just that before parting her legs and caressing her inner thighs, kissing the sensitive spots and then softly nibbling, occasionally mumbling to send more vibrations through her hips and spine. Hamuko jerked and jumped up slightly when he sunk his teeth in a little more but it was all pleasure and she quickly sunk back down, letting out ragged breaths and turning a bright shade of hot red when his silky smooth hair tickled her, making her moan out loud.

Further spreading her legs, Minato cracked his fingers and slowly brushed his hand between her legs, softly, making her whimper because she was aching for more of his touch.

"Please…" Hamuko exhaled and then gasped when she felt his fingers on the bundle of nerves, slowly moving in circles and occasionally drumming but the touch was teasing, scarce, brief, almost making her yell at him again. "Stop teasing, baby." a chuckle later, Minato listened and with practiced ease, pressed his thumb on the right spot, eliciting another loud moan followed by a soft purr when his thumb started going in circles, brushing along her sensitive spots which he knew all too well.

"M-Minato," Hamuko whimpered, clutching and squeezing her chest to control her heart-beat and bring herself more pleasure. After toying around with feather touches for a while, Minato pressed down some more, tracing circles with more speed and force, putting on more pressure and enjoying the loud moaning of his name as it was music to his ears. "O-Oh God!" she gave up being quiet and screamed, throwing her head back and going stiff momentarily when she felt a familiar sensation pooling in the pit of her abdomen, ready to burst. He looked up and smirked, now tracing a line up and down, his thumb grinding with more force against her flesh as she continued voicing her satisfaction, much to his delight because her moans were adorable.

Hamuko held his gaze and almost screeched when he started wetting his lips again, a teasing smile playing on his face-

"K-Kiss me!" Hamuko pleaded, whimpering once more. "Oh my God, just kiss me already!"

Hamuko recoiled in surprise and the blush on her cheeks intensified when he lowered his head and finally kissed her where she wanted. She arched her back and propped herself on her elbows, moaning out some more as his tongue moved along her folds, not easing up on the buildup of heat and not letting her feel a second without pleasure. She rested a hand on top of his head and cringed, more voices escaping her throat as she shut her eyes tightly and pressed him a bit close, wishing the moment would never end.

Hamuko's tugged briefly on his blue hair and lifted her right leg up, placing it on his shoulder for better access and more pleasure. She threw her head back and squealed again, sweat running down the contours of her face after another deep kiss on her sensitive part followed by more caresses by his tongue.

"M-Minato," she murmured, pulling harder on his scalp when she felt the sensation in her stomach spreading and a rush of bliss and euphoria tingling her limbs along with a severe shortness of breath because she hadn't experienced the blissful sensation in a long time. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her senses froze momentarily until she came back to reality with a loud scream-

"Minato!" she screamed out his name as she climaxed, collapsing back on the bed with shallow breaths and her body covered in sweat, chest rising and falling as the almost otherworldly feeling still lingered on in her nerves. She huffed and tried to stabilize her heart, legs and torso still numb after what she went through.

Minato's head emerged from between her legs and he stood up, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment as Hamuko tried to recover on the bed, eyes glazed over and sweat still pouring down. From the looks of things, it seemed like she was just about ready to sleep because she was not moving much.

"Well," Minato thought she was done. He was okay with walking away despite not getting much for himself because this was all about her and her screams and moans were enough for his ears. "You're welcome?" he laughed and started moving towards the door. "Sweet dreams Hamuko."

"Wait," Hamuko stopped him by grabbing a fistful of his shirt. She pulled and dragged him back, forcing him to sit on the edge of the bed before wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" she slurred into his ear and started kissing and biting the side of his jaw and neck while her hands slipped into his shirt and roamed his toned body, soothing his scars and wounds.

"I-I'm good," Minato grunted when she bit into his neck, sucking his skin into her mouth to mark him. "You don't need to…"

"Sssshhhh," Hamuko hushed him, fanning the shell of his ear with her hot breath when she pulled back, eyeing the mark on his neck. "You are not going anywhere because this has only begun."

Minato pulled back a little, gulping when Hamuko took her position on his lap again and her hands started unbuttoning his shirt. Hamuko winced a little when she glanced at his scars and then looked at her own body, finding nothing there, just a few scratches on her chest from earlier.

She was responsible for a number of these scars and to think he kept the wounds while making sure to remove every single scar and wound on her.

Hamuko bent her head down and started kissing every single scar or wound her eyes could see, starting from his neck and then his chest, lips dragging along the bigger scars and wounds, giving him quick kisses as she felt him shift a little bit and soon she dropped down to the floor to soothe the ones on his stomach. Minato closed his eyes briefly and grunted, looking down to see Hamuko still taking her time healing his wounds. Her fingers traced the shapes of abs and she squealed, planting a long and deep kiss on his toned stomach because she had punched and impaled him at the same spot.

After finishing with the last smooch on his lower abdomen, Hamuko glanced down and widened her eyes slightly as a playful smirk formed on her face.

"Is that an evoker in your pocket Minato?" Hamuko asked. "Or are you happy to see me naked?"

"More like Tartarus…" Minato cursed and looked away in embarrassment.

"Oho, so you do find me sexy and attractive," Hamuko said proudly. "Getting real conscious about being the only one naked so time to take care of that…"

"I didn't take a bath," Minato lied and Hamuko looked him in the eye, nearly knocking him backwards because her stare was intense and he knew what she was going to do next. "H-Hey…"

"Shut up Minato," Hamuko spat as she slowly kneeled down between his legs, ignoring him as he continued to make up excuses.

"You don't have to do this," Minato murmured.

Hamuko responded by slowly running her hand over the evidence of his arousal and his sudden reaction drew a grin from her as Minato hissed and his body jerked forward as if he was zapped by bolts. Hamuko giggled and tugged on his pants, biting her lip.

Minato looked away in embarrassment as Hamuko removed the belt from his pants and dragged the zipper fly down with her teeth. "Dammit." Minato cursed, heart smashing against his rib-cage as Hamuko released his hardened member from its confines. She poked it once and looked to gauge his reaction, laughing when he drew a deep breath and his face flushed.

Hamuko poked a few more times and ran her two fingers up and down, enjoying the gasps and groans coming from the blue haired boy, the first one she had heard in a long while. Wanting to hear more, she wrapped her hand around and then worked her fist up and down, opening her mouth and telling him to mimic her because she wanted music.

"Moan my name," Hamuko ordered, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out as her hand kept working, quick and with force, making sure to not leave him a second without pleasure.

Minato stopped resisting and moaned, biting his lip so he wouldn't wake the others up.

"Good boy…"

"Dammit…" Minato looked on as she opened her mouth and slightly lessened the grip around him. "Hamuko, this is about you, not me…" he said softly and cupped her shoulder, trying to push her off until Hamuko slapped his hands away and scowled at him because this night was about him too as he deserved a break from the relentless battling and despair.

Hamuko lowered her head till her mouth was hovering over him. She slipped her tongue out and flicked the top, making his entire body tense up and shudder the moment she did. She looked up and teased him like he did her, flicking with the lightest of touches until she lowered her head and took him inside her mouth, her hand rubbing an aching rhythm.

Minato threw his head back when he felt the warm moist in her mouth and another reflex jerked his body forward, making him clench the bed sheets as pleasure flooded his foggy senses. Hamuko shoved him backwards and he leaned back on his hands, wincing because the desire in him was aching for more but he was too much of a nice guy to say it. His moans spoke for him and encouraged Hamuko to take more of him in her mouth. He cursed and punched the mattress, his whole frame shaking at the feeling welding up inside him.

"H-Hamuko…" Minato moaned her name, gently running his hand over her head and stroking her auburn hair as she slowly moved her head back and forth. After a few seconds of gentle suction, Hamuko clasped her hand around his length and inhaled sharply, sending another bolt through his nervous system and drawing out more music to her ears.

Hamuko looked up and it was a sight to behold as Minato was panting, eyes closed with his mouth slightly open and his fringe sticking to his forehead because he was sweating. Hamuko loved the fact that she was making him fight for the air in his lungs and had the strongest persona user and the most unrepentant psychopath a shuddering and murmuring mess, repeatedly calling out her name because she had him in the palm of her hand, at her mercy.

Hamuko noted he was turning blue and quickened the pace, swirling her tongue around and sliding her mouth back and forth faster, easily getting used to the length and basking in the sounds of Minato moaning her name, mumbling encouragement and telling her how good it felt. He had trouble breathing and she loved that. It was a turn on for her but as she sucked his pleasurable spots; she kept her stare on him as his ecstasy filled face made her happy because she hadn't seen that in a long while and proud because she was the one giving him all this pleasure.

"Dammit!" Minato's toes and fingers curled up and his eye twitched, muscles and veins throbbing all over his body as the sensation in his stomach seemed ready to burst-

Minato hissed and pulled her up before he could lose control, hugging her tightly and struggling to get his breath back. Hamuko smiled and hugged him back, pressing her head against his chest and listening to his erratic heart-beat, all thanks to her. She felt proud of that and the state she left him in. His loud moaning of her name was ringing in her head. She rose up and pecked his forehead, briefly rubbing his back to calm him down.

"Missed that look," Hamuko leveled her face with his and smiled at the signs of intense rapture still shooting through his neurons. She stroked his cheek and burned the moment to replace the horrible image of his grief stricken face that she was forced to see for the past several months. "You look adorable."

"So cute," Hamuko cooed and kissed his cheek again, finding him adorable as he drew deep breaths, finally calming down and rubbing the back of his head, a sheepish smile forming on his face. With nothing else in mind, Minato kissed her yet again and Hamuko immediately went for his jacket, removing the stupid thing and then ripping his shirt off as he reached back to unclasp her bra and then toss it somewhere in his room. Hamuko got up and forced him flat on his back as she deepened the kiss.

"Minato," Hamuko sucked on his tongue and broke the kiss, sitting up on his lap and gyrating her hips rapidly to bring both of them more pleasure and bliss until slowing down and grinding against him, slowly but with more force, making him grab onto her waist and hiss as he felt her core rub against him. "Make love to me…" she whispered in the neediest tone of voice but at the same time it was lustful, promising him pleasure and firing up his hormones. Hamuko rose up and Minato ran his hands down her body, starting from her shoulders, brushing past her breasts and then stopping at her hips and much like always, to Minato she looked gorgeous, even heavenly. She moaned and crawled off of him, laying down and then beckoning him over by spreading her legs.

Minato got up and glanced at her, losing himself in her large red eyes when the depth of the moment struck him, the memories of all the time he spent with her flashing across his eyes and tears started welling. He snapped back to reality, going over her petite, shuddering frame, eyes going up and down on the girl he loved so much. There was this one question on his mind, something he never paid attention to before but now… Just one day before the final battle…

"H-How?"

He didn't how everything came to this. How this short, petite girl forced her way into his blackened heart and stayed there despite the onslaught of demons and gods, despite the utter unleashed on the two and despite them being cursed by the Gods. It was so fucking weird because she was the epitome of everything he hated. She was weak, easily afraid and even clumsy at times and yet, she was his first social link, first friend, first crush, first one who gave a shit, his first hug, his first kiss, his first girlfriend and the first and only person who broke the barriers and walls he had conjured up and she did so like her own life depended on it, with unyielding love and devotion.

Minato thought it was all due to death before, the supernatural pull but now, having being through hell back and forth for her and with her, he knew their bond ran far deeper than that. It was unbreakable as not even Gods were able to break it. When he was a goddamn mess, held up with stitches and bandages, she was just as warm and lovely towards him and never cheated or even talked about other guys despite him being an ugly wreck.

Somewhere during the year, it turned from repaying the debt into love because she had fulfilled the debt by saving him from Makoto and yet, she was still here, right on his bed, her eyes burning with even more love for him.

Minato remembered the painful, restless nights with no one around, when he woke up all alone in his room, wrists cut up and body banged up, the nightmares and horrible visions still fresh and plaguing his mind. He remembered the absolutely painful wreck of a life he used to live before he met her, horrifying himself when he imagined the possibility of him dying without ever meeting her. He thanked his younger self for not killing himself like he had tried so many times because if he did he would have never met her and for the first time, Minato thanked the fates, the very forces he had cursed every second of his life, for giving him strength to live as long so he could met her.

"Thank you…." he exhaled softly, past memories flashing before his eyes but they weren't hurting him anymore. "It was worth it… All those sleepless and lonely nights…. It was all worth it."

Hamuko's eyes scanned the blue haired boy as he was looking up at the ceiling with a smile on his face and his fringe was off his eyes, his cold silver eyes which many had described as hard to even look at but to Hamuko they were beautiful and she could stare at them all day. She glanced at his body and licked her lips, even with the visible scars and wounds on his body; he looked amazing with no fat, just lean muscle and thank God his face was wound and scar free, just the right shape with pale skin and handsome facial features, topped off by the charming emo cut and dark blue hair and the fringe she loved playing with so much.

Hamuko took a deep breath. He looked perfect but then there was also the time when he was badly disfigured and even then she couldn't help but love him, hug him and hold him close because their bond was far deeper than that.

She had a hunch it would end this way but not to this degree, she didn't imagine loving someone this much. It didn't take much for her to fall in love with him as the first time he saved her in Tartarus, she was already head over heels for him because it reminded her of what he had done for her before, despite not even knowing her and having no reason to save her when he did.

Hamuko remembered waking up in tears when she was a kid, screaming in terror and looking to take a knife and end her life as her mind just refused to heal from the clutches of Death but then, she would stop and think back, think back to the blue haired boy who had saved her life and had suffered far, far worse. After the disaster on the bridge, Hamuko was frozen in fear and kept staring at him till the ambulance arrived because he looked-

..

Screeching-

Yelling-

Burning-

Evil-

Horror-

Hamuko was still shivering, scared and horrified like never before because those few seconds were the absolute worst of her life, even more terrible than the reality that her parents were dead. She sniffed and cried at the top of her lungs, begging anyone to help but… there was no one on the bridge, except-

Hamuko ran over to the blue headed boy who was lying face down in a pool of blood that had been forced out from his mouth. She did not know he was and why he had pushed her away but she knew that he had saved her from something truly terrifying.

"H-Hey!" Hamuko shook the ten year old boy, more tears escaping her eyes as she begged him to wake up. It was crazy how she was crying over a boy she did not even, constantly shaking him despite being drained and injured. "P-Please, wake up!"

He did not budge. He was barely breathing and his body was ice-cold, colder than a corpse. He looked and felt deader than any corpse on the bridge. She panted and wiped her eyes clean, making the mistake of flipping him over and when she did, she collapsed backwards, screaming and giving up when she saw-

"WAKE UP!" she bawled and yelled at him. "PLEASE WAKE UP!"

Minato did not move. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were blank, pale as sheet and empty as a void. His limbs were still curled up, bended at awkward angles while his whole body was broken, bones sticking out against his skin as if something had smashed him over and over against the ground.

He had saved her and while he was alive…. Hamuko knew he was never going to be the same.

"Someone!" she kept yelling. "Anyone! Someone please help him!"

"…"

"Hey!" Hamuko cried over his cold body, almost wishing that her tears would magically revive him like in stories but this was reality and her weeping made no difference. He still looked like a dead victim, not twitching, just lying there and staring ahead as if everything had been sucked out of him.

Hamuko gave one final scream, shouting as loud as her vocal cords could manage. Her own shout echoed over and over again in her head, reality around her fading and the horror of the tragedy setting in, eroding her sanity away as she clawed at her face, darkness blinding her as everything came to an end-

...

"Huh?" Hamuko snapped out of the vision when he touched her cheek, his fingers already cleaning the falling tears from her eyes. She looked up and her lower lip quivered because before her was the same boy who looked like he had no life left in him. Looking at him now, all grown up had eased the horrible image that she could not forget to matter how many times she tried.

"You saw it, didn't you?" Minato asked.

"I-I did," Hamuko said, nuzzling against his hand. "After all those years… We are finally here."

"The only survivors of the apocalypse on that bridge," Minato said. "We found each other that night…. Despite losing everything else…"

"I tried so hard to search for you," Hamuko murmured. She had done everything in her power to locate him but could never find him, making her wonder one horrible possibility of whether he was even alive. "I had so many dreams about you Minato," she had dreams where she was hugging him and pecking his cheek but when he started living in the dorms, those dreams changed. "I dreamt of this very moment. We would kiss and shed our clothes, always ended with you kissing my forehead and holding me close, protecting me from Death that was trying to crawl towards us."

"Heh," Minato patted her cheek.

"All of this…" Hamuko sniffed, rubbing her eyes to stop the building of tears but she couldn't hold them back for long. "All that was so, so worth it…"

"It was," Minato agreed as his entire went flashed through his eyes one more time. "All those dreadful years were worth it, every battle in which I got my ass kicked was worth it because you were there at the end for me."

Hamuko prayed as well, thanked the fates by looking at the ceiling as tears ran down her face. It all worth it, those painful nights, those horrible nightmares and those painful scars on her psyche, all of them were worth it because she got to meet him and got to hold him after so many years of nightmare after nightmare.

"God, I need you," Hamuko breathed out. This was for her pleasure, her desire but at the same time, this for him, she wanted to pleasure him, remind him that she was with him, build their love from scratch all over again and burn this unforgettable night into her heart and soul. "I took the pill so please…. Make me yours… Please…."

"My messiah…" Hamuko breathed out softly, cleaning the tears on her cheeks and holding out her arms, whimpering because she wanted him bad.

"Messiah, huh?" Minato chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.

"You are!" Hamuko cried. "Thank you for everything. I will always remember every single moment I spend with you because you are my savior."

"I am not," Minato shook his head.

"You are," Hamuko repeated.

"I just love you way too much," Minato said softly, stopping her from talking. More tears escaped her eyes and she gave up, finding it impossible to argue with him.

"Stupid boy," Hamuko cleaned her face, trying her best to growl at him. "Making me blush and laugh when I'm remembering the worst moment of my life… How do you do this?"

Minato gave a sweet smile, a genuine one, not his usual cheeky or psychotic grins and Hamuko purred, wrapping her arms around his neck as soon as he hovered over her. She pulled him down and kissed the tip of his nose, smiling as she snuggled against his neck fondly, taking in his scent and cooing, holding onto him with the intention of never letting go, no matter what.

"Minato," she gave him a bevy of kisses on his face, making the blunet laugh and chuckle as she was showing all the love and affection she wanted to give him over the years. Eventually, after one last kiss on his forehead, she pulled back and laid down, ready to heal and cleanse her soul. "Hold me tight…"

"I will…" Minato replied and closed in with the intention of making this the best night of their lives.

Hamuko clasped her mouth with her hand when he slid inside her slowly and Minato hissed in pleasure as she squeezed down. The two breathed out and kissed again, Hamuko purring when she broke it and ran a hand over his face, stroking the area under his eye and telling him to move and he did, moving, slowly but firmly, searching her face for any sign of discomfort or pain because he only wanted pleasure and nothing else.

Hamuko bit back a yelp and tightened her arms around his neck, closing her eyes and humming when he picked up speed, his rough hands smoothing over her skin. She wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her ankles together when he pushed in deeper, making her mewl softly.

"Minato," Hamuko moaned, breathing heavy and looking up to see him lowering, pushing more of himself into her body, making her fingers curl up because she felt pain, pain that made her dig her nails into his shoulder, pain that almost made her yell out loud. "Ugh!"

Hamuko shut her eyes and took a deep breath, hissing through her teeth and Minato stopped at once. "M-Minato…" the redhead winced, unable to mask the discomfort-

Minato leaned down and started showering feather kisses along her neck and Hamuko held on, pressing herself flush against him, teeth biting onto his lean shoulder and nails digging into his back but that little to deter Minato . "Um, Minato…" she clung onto his frame and focused her attention on the sensation of the delicate kisses he left on her skin and his nibbling and biting of her sweet spot on the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

Minato pulled back from her neck and bit his lip, looking at her heaving with her eyes shut tightly with tears in the corners, hands clenched against the sheets with her knees and legs shaking against him, pain evident in her face and body posture.

"Hamuko," Minato had half a mind to stop but he shook his head and encircled her waist with his arms, carefully but easily picking her up and pulling her onto his lap. Hamuko hissed and sat up slightly, teeth still chewing the flesh on his shoulder and her petite frame still curled up against him tightly as if she was holding for dear life.

Minato undid the three clips and her hair ran down to her shoulders. She mumbled something into his shoulder and Minato started stroking her head, running his fingers through her hair before gently tilting her face to one side so he could access her neck again. He brushed her hair to one side and dropped a few more kisses, nuzzling his head against her throat, arms holding her up firmly.

"It'll be alright," Minato whispered into her ear, not minding the burning itch building in his shoulder due to Hamuko biting down.

Hamuko removed her mouth from his shoulder, nuzzling against his face and neck with her eyes still shut, lips pursed up as he kept working, directing her focus on the blissful sensations he left on her soft skin. She inhaled and exhaled softly, moving her neck along to get more kisses from him, giving out a lusty moan when he bit her sweet spot.

Minato pulled back and so did Hamuko, pressing their foreheads together and staring into each other's eyes. The blunet smiled softly and cleaned the tears at the corner of her eyes, wagging a finger in his face and kissing her forehead. "Not this night… I won't allow it."

Hamuko sat up a bit more, closing her eyes when he lowered his head, drawing out a small whine when he picked her up a little more and pressed his mouth against her chest again, making her groan and cup the back of his head as he started dropping feather kisses, making sure to keep the pleasure constant for her.

"Ugh," Hamuko rubbed the back of his head, a small jolt of pleasure shooting through her body when he bit the spot a little harder. She murmured something under her breath and leaned her head back, looking at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes and groaning at every little nip and kiss he left on her chest, over and over again without pause.

Hamuko gently pushed his head off her chest but didn't remove her grip on the back of his head, slowly guiding his mouth to her other breast and Minato obliged, flicking and biting as soon as he dropped the first kiss, smiling slightly against her bare skin when she started moaning like before, a sign that she was adjusting to him. She tightened the grip around the back of his head, demanding more from him and Minato was happy to give her more as she pulled him closer, one hand caressing the wound she left on his shoulder while she wrapped her other arm around his head.

"Minato," she exhaled, kissing the top of his blue head and whimpering when he finally pulled away from her chest and smiled at her, leveling his face with her. Hamuko pressed her finger against his lip and pouted, holding it up and then beckoning him over, a gesture Minato immediately understood and nodded back, pressing a kiss on her cheek, real close to her lips before grabbing the side of her face as he moved a little to the side. "Please, baby-"

Hamuko wrapped her arms around his neck and got what she wanted when he kissed her for the hundredth time that night but this time it was slow, less heated and frenzy than before, as if this was their first kiss. He hoisted her further into the air and moved his head up, Hamuko doing the opposite by lowering her head and lacing her fingers into his dark blue hair, losing herself and the pain in the kiss, in his intoxicating taste and the promise of making this their night. Hamuko clutched his neck and clashed her tongue with his, playing around and smiling against his mouth when scorching pleasure started building up as she finally adjusted to his length, slipping down and sitting on his lap which made her coo as she felt more of him.

Minato pulled back from the kiss and Hamuko lowered her head, quickly kissing the wound on his shoulder before he laid her down, looming over her with a concerned expression. "Are you…. Okay?"

"Yeah," Hamuko nodded, somewhat of a dreamy look on her face. "Thank you."

"Heh," Minato pushed himself down and propped himself on his forearms, still not through with marking her with kisses as he dropped one on her forehead before nuzzling against her cheek.

"Oh God, Minato!" Hamuko giggled, closing her eyes and just basking in the love and affection he showered upon her. She counted every time he pressed his lips to her face, neck, chest and shoulders, eagerly returning the ones he left on her lips. "More!" she poked his head sharply, moaning when he kissed the more sensitive spots. She pushed his head down and kept the hold on the back, briefly wondering about flipping him over and taking control but decided against it because she wanted to hold onto him just like their first down and besides, this was Minato. Kissing and cuddling after healing her wounds and making sure she was okay was totally Minato. "Hehe, do you really like my body that much? Can't get enough of me, hm?"

"You can't blame me," Minato glanced at her and smiled. "You are gorgeous."

"God," Hamuko shuddered a bit when he pushed himself and she curled her arms around his shoulders. She opened her legs a bit more and drew him in a bit more, sighing softly because there was only pleasure, no pain or discomfort like before.

"But I like healing you too," Minato caressed her cheek. There were no gimmicks, no psychopathic smirks or stares, just two teenagers madly in love with each other because at the core, that was what they were.

"I-I can take the pain," Hamuko blushed, returning the gesture by stroking his face with her soft hands. "As long as it is you, Minato…"

"Uh, uh, uh," Minato wagged a finger and inched down a little. Hamuko groaned and pushed her hips up a bit, wrapping her legs around his waist to lock him in place. He was teasing her, she just knew it-

"What kind of a messiah would I be then?" Minato asked.

"Oh God!" Hamuko shuddered, knees shaking against him upon his words. She looked up and bit her lip, wanting to tackle him and kiss him senseless, force him scream nothing but her name again, make him lose control and render him numb to everything but pleasure and her. "You charmer…"

Minato gave a cheeky smirk, not able to muster up a psychotic smile because he didn't have it in him right now. He sized her up from head to toe, going down her scar free body, finger following his stare slowly and his eyes drinking her in. Hamuko stuttered and shivered under his touch, growing restless as he was still inside her body, stationary because he was still taking his time burning every single curve and detail to his memory, all of which he was proud to call his own because she was his, all of her, nobody else came close. "Mine..."

"You tease…"

"No wonder I can't enough of your body," Minato chuckled.

Minato stopped at the swell of her hips and looked at her. "Minato, please," Hamuko managed to mutter, wincing because she was at the limit. She appreciated the love he gave her after the small episode of pain but now was the time. "I want you…"

Minato nodded his head slowly, gripping her thighs to spread her legs open a bit more. "Me too…"

"I need all of you so damn bad," she whimpered. "Please… make love to me."

"I will…"

Minato started moving again, resuming where he left off, lacing his fingers into hers and squeezing softly as his eyes still gauged her expression for any sign of pain. He smiled when she hummed and did her part, moving in tune with him, looking him in the eye and whispering encouragement with a needy yet seductive look on her face. Minato grunted and pushed in deeper, drawing out an exasperated groan from her. She reached out and tugged on his hair again, and Minato took that as a hint and drove into her faster, harder and deeper, grunting slightly when Hamuko dug her nails into his back and started moaning loudly, wiggling her hips in accordance with his movement.

"Dammit," Minato cursed, drawing out a chuckle in the middle of all the moaning and screaming from Hamuko. "Goddammit, Hamuko!" she giggled and looked up, enjoying his flushed face and his short breaths escaping his throat, but only barely because he was struggling too, enjoying it as much as she was.

"Ah, you're shaking, Minato," Hamuko said in-between the panting with a proud laugh. She tapped his lower back with her foot, forcing out a loud moan from the boy when her muscles constricted around him some more. "Yeah, like that…. Let me know."

Minato placed his hands on either side, boxing her in place and pressed a kiss to his forehead before he sped up his movements into her, getting a shuddery moan from her in return, another sign that told him to go faster and hold back and obliged. Hamuko bit her lip briefly at the increase, another shudder racking her body as her eyes widened and high pitched screams came bursting out of her throat as Minato kicked it up a notch, increasing his pace every time she moaned and each thrust deeper than the last, making her sure to exhaust her and give her a night to remember.

"Y-Yeah, like that!" Hamuko gasped and a bolt of pleasure rushed throughout her frame, ecstasy flooding in when he struck the right nerves and spot, making her buck her hips in response. She held in a scream and dragged him close, her skin burning more fiercely every time he pressed his damp and hardened body against her. "More, Minato!" she demanded, yelling into his ear and digging her nails into his back again, the same feeling resurfacing in the pit of her stomach, only more intense and deep than before.

Minato moaned when he felt the spasm of her inner muscles, a sigh that she was definitely enjoying the whole experience and her demands, her yelling and screaming forced him to go faster, his fists clenching the bed-sheets in an effort to not close control before satisfying her. He groaned and moaned along as more of the indescribable heat started building in his lower body, churning his insides. "Hamuko, I'm-!" Minato managed to get out in-between his moans and got dragged down, almost losing his grip and collapsing on top of her but he managed to steady himself on his hands and moved his neck, giving Hamuko access as she started nipping and biting his neck, scrapping her teeth along his skin to mark him some more-

Hamuko moved her head and captured his lips in the last few seconds, kissing him to stop herself from screaming and yelling too much as he pumped deeper, straining his exhausted muscles to go faster. Hamuko closed her eyes and just lost herself in the moment, eyes briefly rolling into the back of her head as this was everything she had dreamed of, wanted and needed so badly. His length moving deeper into her sex, his tongue exploring her mouth and his hands soothing over her body sent surges of intense rapture throughout her frame, blurring everything around her, everything but him. She pecked his lips and pulled back, settling down and arching her back off the bed, gasping and looking up to him to take the whole scene in, fists clenching the bed sheets as every thrust was hitting the right spot, stimulating the right nerves-

The next thrust sent her over the edge and she screamed his name louder than ever before, tightening her grip around the boy insider her and drawing him in deeper with her arms and legs. Minato felt the end was near and picked up the pace for the finale, looking down at Hamuko who was squirming and shrieking as if the world was on fire, clawing his back and crying out in lust, having left a row of red scratches on his back but it did not matter much to him because the moment, the satisfied look on her face, her screaming and shivering like she was thoroughly pleased like he wanted-

"Minato!" Hamuko latched onto his frame tightly, giving a hard jerk to his sweaty blue hair and drawing out a raspy yelp from his mouth while her own yell boomed through his room when the sensation in her stomach got too much for her, now weighing on her like a massive amount of weight. "Just a bit more!"

"God, Hamuko, I'm so..." Minato encircled her waist and pressed her close, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder while her hips kept bucking in time with his thrusts. Hamuko was still screeching and yelling, almost knocking the breath out of his lungs with the way she held onto him, clawing, scratching and biting his flesh, leaving marks and bruises but none of them deterred Minato as his brain was too hazy to register the pain. Her contracting walls were becoming too much for Minato as he could barely move and with every passing second, the grip was tightening, spams getting more and more unbearable, numbing everything and only leaving the heat he desperately wanted to let go. "I'm going to-!"

Hamuko pressed a kiss to the side of his neck and barely conjured up a coherent response. "Just let go…" a single tear traveled down her cheek because of the unearthly, blissful feeling that had been welling up inside her for so long. She wiped the tear away and raised her hips just in time when Minato pushed in as much as he could into her body, with enough force that it lifted Hamuko off the bed, another scream piercing through the air as she gave up, just seconds away from losing the heat.

Hamuko lifted her head off his shoulder and brushed his fringe off his sweaty forehead, glancing into his warm silver eyes, not blinking or looking away. The two pressed their foreheads together, locked gazes one last time, eyes drinking each other in before they tightened the hold around each other as the wonderful moment finally came to an end with one deep and hard thrust which widened their eyes and sent the world around them spiraling-

The two let loose a united scream of unimaginable pleasure at the mutual climax, screaming each other's names and clinging on as they were taken over by ecstasy, bodies burning with invisible flames and minds rendered completely blank except for the thoughts of each other and this perfect moment that was forever burned into their heart and soul. Minato lessened the grip around her and grunted while Hamuko gave a soft sigh and shuddered seconds later when she felt full of him, in both sense of the word and she moaned at the warmth pooling inside.

…

…

…

Minato nearly collapsed on top of her but he steadied himself on his hands, lowering his head and panting as the after-effects lingered and just below him, Hamuko was struggling to catch her breath. She ran a hand over her stomach and looked up, once again brushing his fringe out of his silver eyes which she adored.

Hamuko pulled him down, making him rest against her as she hugged him tightly, pushing her head into the crook of his neck while Minato rested his chin on her head as he tried to recover his breath. The two held on for a while until Minato grew worried about hurting her and started to lift himself up.

"Stay…"

Hamuko whined and wrapped around his frame, not ready to push him out of herself and part just yet. She took in his scent and breathed out, noting that everything about the moment was exactly the same as her dream, simply perfect and everything that she had wanted.

"Thank you," Hamuko said, thanking him for the unforgettable night because the emptiness was gone and just like they had promised, they had built their love from scratch, even stronger than before.

Minato finally pulled out from inside her and collapsed down next to her, face first while Hamuko kept looking at the ceiling for a while until she focused her gaze on him.

"That was…" Minato panted.

"Amazing," Hamuko finished, getting close to him and giggling. "I loved every minute of it, Minato."

"Me too," Minato flipped himself over and looked up. "Best moment of my life, thank you."

"Mine too," Hamuko said softly, still panting because the climax had left her drained and she couldn't wait to sleep in his arms. "Just what I needed before tomorrow… I want more moments like these."

"Me too," Minato said, brushing his bangs away upon her order. "Wore me out and broke my conditioning but worth it."

"Hehehe," Hamuko stuck her tongue out.

"Everything is worth it for you," Minato said. "You're special you know that?"

"You know what you can do?" Hamuko sat up and giggled some more. "How about you propose to me on the rooftop when we met up after the battle?" she cooed, already imagining the event in her head.

"Propose?" Minato blinked. "Darling, that is-"

"It'll be super cute!" Hamuko exclaimed. "It'll give us both a reason to beat Nyx so we you propose to me in front of everyone."

Minato sighed. "Hamuko… We're fucking 17 years old!" he reminded her.

Hamuko stopped giggling and frowned, shaking her head at him in a dismissive way. "I don't think you get how this works, even now," she said, climbing his lap and removing the hair from her eyes to stare at the blunet under her. "What are your weaknesses again, baby?"

"I uh..." Minato gulped. "Hormones..."

Hamuko frowned, sliding her fingers down his stomach.

"A-And Hamuko!" Minato said quickly. "Hormones and Hamuko, especially Hamuko!"

"That's right!" Hamuko spat. "Don't force me to make you submit! Next time, I'll be sure to sink in my teeth!"

"Alright, alright, alright!" Minato gave up, shuddering at her warning. "Whatever you say, babe! Whatever you say, we do."

"Thought so," Hamuko gave a smug grin before being replaced by her soft smile. She lowered her head and kissed his lips again. "I just want you to be mine for the rest of our lives."

"I am yours," Minato said. "But sure, I'll propose like you want. Anything to make you feel special."

"Just stay with me," Hamuko said. "Love me, take care of me and never leave me."

"I will never leave you," Minato promised, grabbing her hands and bringing them close to kiss them softly, making her blush.

"Minato…" Hamuko blushed some more. "I-I was serious when I said it, alright? I-I think of you as my messiah…." she lowered her head and pushed down a bit, bowing at him-

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Minato snapped out of the trance and forced her to look up, embarrassed that she even bowed her head at him. "H-Hey, don't do that," he said, forcing her to sit up straight like before. "Never do that again, alright?"

"My messiah," Hamuko whispered softly, kissing his forehead and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Thank you for saving me. You suffered in my place, took a curse that was meant for me. I will love you through eternity." she said, more tears falling down but this time she did not hold back as she wanted to pour her out, pour every bit of emotion in front of him.

"Thank you," Minato forced her to look straight, his fingers working to clean the tears rolling down her face. "Thank you… for giving me life."

"Minato," Hamuko whispered, lowering her head when he kissed her forehead like she did.

"I remember every wound you took and every tear you shed," Minato recalled, caressing her face softly as he continued. His own eyes began to water a bit but he held back the tears because he was not going to cry in front of her. "I never liked putting you through that but all of that… I'll remember all of that when I fight Nyx."

"Thank you for picking up the life I gave up on," Minato bowed his head. "Thank you for returning me my heart and soul. I will love and protect you through eternity because saving you has been my greatest joy."

"I love you," Hamuko pressed her lips against his and kissed him fondly. "More than anything…"

"I love you too," Minato returned the kiss. "You have no idea…"

After the final kiss, Hamuko laid down against him. "Wrap your arms around me." she ordered and he did just that as she buried her face into his neck, holding him just as tightly after pulling the covers on herself and him. She sighed as her eyes started closing, her mind drifting off to sleep in the arms of her messiah who was stroking her head, kissing along as he traced a number of patters on her back, lulling her to sleep. She knew there was not an entity in existence that would hurt her while she laid in his protective arms and she also knew there was not a force in the universe that would rip her out of his embrace.

"Minato…" Hamuko whispered one last time. "Love you, baby."

"I have a life," Minato held her close as she slept, not minding the exhaustion om his body. Ryoji was wrong. He had a life. She had given him that and there was no way he was going to lose it again.

"Hamuko…" Minato closed his eyes and drifted to asleep as well, finally free of his demons as he slept in the arms of someone he loved. "Love you too."

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And that's done. Before, anyone asks, no I did not grow horns after writing this because this one tip helped me a lot : They are fucking fictional characters at the end! Chill out guys.

First of all, big thanks to Schizelle for reviewing this before and another thanks to... someone else. She is not exactly on FF but she's helped me a bit before (wrote the Hamuko cutting herself scene in the 42 chapter) helped me write this so a huuuuge thanks to her. At first, this was going to be pretty... bare but they (co-authors) flamed the shit out of it and did fuck all so... thanks for that jerks. But really, they told me if I half-assed this, the whole romance and story was going to bomb if I did not show that these two had the time of their lives because this is a lemon backed up by over a 100 chapters, not a one shot smut. Thank you to the two folks who helped me! Cheers you wonderful people. (Yes, both of them are girls and no, they did not kick me)

And, do review. I know not much to say since they screwed each other's brains out but... just a little 'this was good/decent/horrible' will do because if this bombed... the whole story bombs.

Send out a little prayer for me because my final exams are close so next one gonna take a while. I thank everyone for the support over the past few years. See you folks later, cheers! Again, let me know.

UPDATE : Fixed a few typos.