❝ 𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡'𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩. ❞
(WARNING: WILL HAVE SMUT, GORE AND TRAUMA, AND ALOT OF ANGST)
(Will include fem love interests)
This is going to loosely follow the og plot as im focusing more on our mc...
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___________________________________ Later in the afternoon.
Aiko stood mindlessly with her arms crossed over her chest, rapidly tapping her foot against the mats that laid up on the flooring whilst she waited on Inumaki to arrive.
She then decided to re-tie her long tendrils of hair into a tight pony-tail as she got more agitated from just standing around, when she could be watching a movie with Nobara who offered her an invite when she got back from the city.
Aiko took in her surroundings observing the many small, white artificial paper lanterns hanging from the ceiling that gave off a faint, filtered soft luminescent glow. Hurrying over to her jacket that was dumped onto the floor over the left side of the training room, she rummaged through the zip pocket fishing for her mobile with a disgruntled sigh leaving her lips as she muttered "I should've known Toge would show up lateif he was with panda earlier."
Unexpectedly, just as Aiko was about to text Toge to bring his ass over to the training room as soon as possible. The entrance door slid open with a swoosh, meanwhile a head of platinum blonde hair appeared in Aiko's peripheral view.
(A/N: Id recommend playing the song above now and letting it run through the rest of the chapter )
Placing her phone back down with a relived expression across her face, she stood back onto her feet, her virescent green orbs scanned the cursed speech user, who sauntered into the room confidently with his hands in the pockets of his light grey joggers. His tight fitting black polyester t-shirt accentuated his lean athletic figure, his muscles rippling through the thin fabric as he walked, causing Aiko's eyes to shamelessly gawk at Toge's well-built physique.
Violet irises studied Aiko's form as she approached the teen, wearing nothing but a sports bra and a pair of high waisted spandex shorts that accentuated her curvy figure. This in turn made Toge unconsciously part his elegant lips from the sight. Finally recomposing himself, he plastered a kind smile upon his face that reached the corner of his eyes, with a cheerful tone to his voice he greeted Aiko with a small wave of his hand.
"Every time we do this Toge, you always turn up late and YOUR the one who asks me to train with YOU "
"I...got..held up" Toge's sweet melodic voice carefully spoke trying not to make his words sound like an order so he doesn't end up cursing Aiko into oblivion.
"Ill forgive you just ONE more time okay then thats it "Aiko chuckled, she loved it whenever it was just the two of them because thats when she would hear Toge speak with his real voice, it always sounded like a soft melody dancing through the wind on a summers evening.
"Right lets get on with it then shall we?" She confidently proclaimed, with one delicate eyebrow raised she got into a sparring position.
"Mentaiko!" (lets do this!)
Determination ran through his veins. Toge suddenly dashed forwards and threw a right hook towards Aiko, who rapidly ducked down and launched her right leg to land a swift kick to Toge's ribs. A sharp gasp left Toge's lips from the impact.
Quickly hooking his leg around Aiko's own, he gripped onto her upper arms and pulled her feet from underneath her, resulting in Aiko crashing down onto the mats.
Aiko jumped back onto her feet as she swung countless punches towards Toge who dodged one after the other with a cocky smirk on his face. Getting easily frustrated towards the boy she lunged at Toge, grappling onto his waist trying to knock the surprisingly strong boy down. Then a knee forcefully connected with her bare stomach causing Aiko to loosen her grip on the boy letting out loud strangled gasps for air.
Aiko fully knew that Toge was known for his speed and for not holding back when sparring with her. So before he could deliver another blow towards her abdomen she quickly straightened up and launched a forceful jab to his face, her knuckles connecting with his cheekbone. Causing Toge to stumble back letting out a hiss of pain through his clenched teeth as he cupped his now sore cheek.
Toge darkly muttered out "Sujiko" (My, My) under his breath when he snapped his gaze up towards Aiko.
Oh fuck,now Ive done it, Aiko thought to herself as she stared back at Toge.
Normally Inumaki is a very calm and collected person, but when it comes to one on one spar's he can get very competitive and brutal...
Not giving her the time to react Toge rushed towards Aiko, and gave her a high well placed kick to her ribs, resulting in the girl to stumble to the left as she wheezed out in pain Toge then threw a forceful right hook towards Aiko's face for payback as it connected with the corner of her mouth.
"Ah fuck Toge you have a good right hook" she groaned out, whilst she gingerly touched the edge of her lip that had slightly split open from the force, her fingertip was slightly wet with a few drops of blood.
Concern flashed through Toge's eyes as he stared at Aiko, he whispered "Takana?"
"Im fine honestly , come on lets just continue, a little blood ain't going to stop me" Aiko responded giving him a taunting smirk her eyes twinkling with exitement.
A relived sigh left Toge's lips, continuing on with the sparring match Aiko darted towards Toge she swiftly feigned a kick towards his thigh. She then landed a blow directly to his stomach resulting in Inumaki letting out a strained groan from the impact.
His hair sticking to his forehead as he was drenched in sweat, his t-shirt now sticking to his body making his muscles even more pronounced, Toge slyly used his cursed technique, as he demanded "Fall".
Her body crashed to the ground instantly, Aiko then yelled out accusingly "Hey you cheated! you cant use your cursed speech that's no fair!" Straddling Aiko his violet eyes glinted mischievously as he grinned towards the girl situated underneath him. Pinning her arms down above her head with his strong hands leaning down towards her, lavender eyes meeting wide emerald ones, his laboured breath fanned her face gently when he removed one hand from her wrists to wipe the smudged blood from her lips, he carefully whispered,