[Late at night...]
On the training ground, Akira sat in a pool of his own sweat, steam rising off his body as the cool night breeze brushed against his hot, steaming skin.
His shirt stuck to his body like a second skin, and his black and Akira's red hair looked as if it had been underwater, when it was from sweat. Akira's shoulder was shaking, his eyes closed tightly.
"Come on, you weak bastard, imagine it..." Akira pinched his thighs tightly, causing blood to flow from his skin as he cursed at himself. His clenched fists, before a sudden sliver of aura condensed in front of him.
He did it!
Opening his eyes, Akira shot up from the floor with a flick of his fingers, landing on his feet, his hands up in a boxing stance, and his legs bouncing slightly.
Standing in front of Akira was Gojo himself, but see-through and made of his imagination. His Bandages were nowhere to be seen, and he had a bloodlust look on his face.
"Come on, let's see what you got!" Akira grinned, his legs melting as he used Mach movement to blitz forward at lightning speed. His fist was pulled back, ready for a punch.
Mach Fist!
Boom!
A dull sound went off, but Akira's fist stopped inches from Gojo's figure. The man gave Akira a grin before teleporting right above him, his leg high up in the air.
Boom!
"Gah!"
Akira's eyes turned white, his consciousness flickering as the figure above him kicked him in the shoulder. His legs instantly sank into the ground, before his whole body followed.
Rumble!
The entire training grounds started shaking as a tiny earthquake was generated from the attack.
Akira's figure in the hole twitched, his veins bulging before he went limp, knocked out from a single full-powered kick, reinforced with Cursed energy.
He couldn't react to the teleportation at all, and Gojo's figure looked still, without showing any intent at all. Akira only managed to see his intent at the last second.
[Meanwhile...]
Opening her eyes as she felt her bed shaking slightly, Maki sat up before getting off her bed. She put on her slippers, pants and a thin jacket as she jumped out of her window.
She ran towards the area where the shaking originated from, only to see a knocked-out Akira inside a crater, his entire body buried under the ground.
"What the hell happened to this idiot?!" Her eyes widening, Maki rushed up and took him out of the ground, before laying him on his back. She touched his neck and let out a sigh as she felt it beating.
"What happened? Did someone attack him while he was training?" Maki looked around with her guard up, but she didn't see anything. It was night, and only the sound of crickets could be heard.
"Tch! Should I leave him here to sleep outside so he learns his lesson?" Maki looked down at Akira's knocked-out form, and she had a fight inside herself before clicking her tongue.
She took his hand and started dragging his body on the floor towards the dorms. Once at the dorms entrance, she placed him into a chair at the door.
Taking her seat from across Akira, Maki leaned back in the chair, resting her right cheek against her palm, watching as Akira breathed in and out. She stared for a few seconds, her eyes noticing his body and looking for the first time.
"Weird, I never noticed his beauty mark before..." Maki's fingers twitched as she took in the mark above Akira's lips, and his wild hair, giving him a rugged handsomeness.
Maki felt the heat climb up her neck before reaching her cheeks. Looking away quickly, Maki closed her eyes, only to open them wide as the sound of rustling appeared.
Turning to the chair, Maki saw Akira sit up properly, massaging his head from the pain. Akira looked down at his feet, massaging his shoulder in pain as a massive bruise appeared on it.
"Damn, that was one hell of a kick? Did he use only Cursed Energy Reinforcement? What a monster..." Akira muttered to himself as he looked to the side, noticing Maki.
"Maki? What are you doing here? And was it you who placed me on this chair? Thanks for the help," Rubbing his shoulder, Akira managed to slip out a thanks, putting on a smile.
"Whatever, I only did it because we are meeting the others today, having you sleep outside Burreid under dirt was not going to give them a good impression." Maki looked away, crossing her arms as she felt heat rising back up in her cheeks.
Akira looked at Maki, his nose twitching as he felt her hormones acting up. He sighed, resting his head on the chair's back, while crossing his arms on his chest.
'Looks like the hormones I give off are affecting even Maki... Does this mean that she doesn't like me for who I am, but because of my genes?' Akira frowned at his own question before letting out a sigh of helplessness.
Nothing he can do about his own genes.
"I'm going to sleep now. You should get some sleep, too, Maki. See you in the morning," Standing up, Akira waved his hand to Maki, who quietly watched as his back faded.
Maki slumped into the chair, a sigh leaving her; she didn't know she was holding back. Maki looked at her lap, her hands clenched into fists as she glared at nothing.
"What was that? Why'd I start feeling like this around this guy?" Maki questioned herself, her hands shaking. She wasn't dumb or oblivious; she knew what these feelings meant.
But she refused to admit these feelings.
[Meanwhile...]
"Akira, Akira. What a specimen you are~," Kaori stood in front of three tubes, each filled with bubbling liquid, and holding three curled up fleshy things that resembled babies.
Bam!
Behind Kaori, a massive Special Grade cursed spirit was shaking, the ground under it cracked as it stared at Kaori with fear, not daring to even move an inch of its body in fear of being killed.
The cursed spirit resembled a snake mixed with a spider. It had the body of a snake, but on the sides of its scales were hairy and thin spider legs.
It was disgusting.
"We'll meet very, very soon, I hope you'll like my meeting gift~," Kaori muttered, a finger wiping her forehead stitches, a disturbing grin creeping onto her face.
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