Sanemi Shinazugawa, the man who scorched demons alive. The one who'd cut his own skin, to bleed and gain the upper hand against the enemy.
Sure, he was one of the best, but you hated him...
At least, you thought you did.
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As I made my way calmly to the demons whereabouts, images of Sanemi filled my head. My stomach twisted into knots at the thought of him.
I was so attracted to him that I was almost too distracted to do my job. But eventually, I was able to clear my mind well enough to dispel the two demons ransacking a nearby town.
I considered making my way back to HQ so that maybe I could spend some more time with Sanemi, but it was a little passed midnight, since hours had elapsed since I had left his Estate. My heart began to do the walking for me, pulling me in the direction of our safe haven.
But my brain told me to stop.
I couldn't continue to lose control like I had been. I was putty in his hands, a complete 180 from how I felt months ago, and it was becoming plainly obvious. I was losing sleep and becoming inattentive. I had to take control of my emotions, before they took control of me.
So I turned around, and headed deeper north to patrol another surrounding village. I needed to remember my role in this life, not play into the hands of this devil I called love.
Once the sun rose, I finally made my way back to headquarters. Even though I had forced myself to get a grip, I still walked by Sanemi's house to see what he may be up to, but he wasn't outside.
Go knock... My intrusive thoughts said, enticing me.
"No." I whispered to myself, my hands forming into fists as I resisted the urge.
I made my way into the garden, seeing Tengen in the distance. I was tired, part of me just wanted to go home and sleep, but I saw him making his way over to me, so I stuck around.
"How are you doing, (Y/L/N)?" He hadn't seen me since right after Rengoku died. I appreciated his concern for me.
"I'm doing much better, Tengen. Thank you!" I said, giving him a cheeky smile.
"Come with me! He yelled, putting one of his giant arms around me. "I'll make us a flashy pot of tea! Let's catch up!"
He pushed me forward towards his Estate and I simply followed, since I knew he wouldn't take lackluster no for an answer.
Once we made it there, I sat down in the kitchen of the familiar home, that was decorated to suit Tengen and his personality.
He handed me a cup of tea, sweetened exactly how I liked it. Even though he was kind of a brute, he was always very caring and considerate of me.
