Authors note: sup guys my name is Thanatos haahahahaha (slur for swag). This is my first ever fan-fiction, and yes, it will contain violence, tragedy, comfort and of course EXTREMELY DESCRIPTIVE LONG LEMONS MMMMMMMM. So sit back and enjoy! This story will be set in a time after the fall of the empire in episode 24. Tatsumi is alive, akame kills Esdeath and everyone else is dead (fucking animators and story writers). I don't own any of these characters all of the rights go to Takahiro and the Akame ga kiru crew. Just trying to do my own thing so reviews ALL OF THEM are accepted. So all you perverts and story lovers enjoy! (Also keep your dick in your pants ffs). This fan fiction will develop Akame's and Tatsumi's relationship greatly and maybe a bit slow because I's a tease. Yes lemons jeez I know but chill, it will come… get ready to cry ! Also first we start with the tragedy and boring stuff, and then lemons and violence.

In a mysterious galaxy far far away….Fuck off this isn't Star Wars (love that shit).

Let's start again:

The pain and sorrow never went away, for the both of them. Wandering through the endless desert, in the humid sandstorm Tatsumi mindlessly ambled, thinking about the ones he lost. Chelsea, her beautiful long amber hair that gently cascaded down her perfect body, and her cute smile. The amount of lollipops she went through every day was higher than his max pushups. Thinking back to the time he interrupted her peaceful bath before her death brought a tear to his eye. Inside he felt that she would one day be the wisest of them all. He chuckled to himself as he reminisced the time her and Leone confronted him about their skimpy bikinis. 'which one do you like better Tatsumi?' he further remembered Lubbock getting punched right between the nose for being the funny pervert he was, wanting to sing the national anthem to both he beautiful girls. Then he thought of Mine, the cute, bubbly, Bossy girl that was always at his side. There last moment together was what impacted him the most. Her death was why he fought so hard against the tyranny of the corrupted empire, but now, he no longer had a purpose in fighting. Now there was only sadness. Mine was the one he wanted back then, the one he adored most. When she confessed her feelings at that lake he was in a stunned, shocked silence. When their lips connected he felt happiness bliss and excitement at the same time, but then when it ended, all the troubles and problems in the world he fought for fell right back onto his shoulders, weighing him down every day until the point here he was losing sleep over the people he missed most. He remembered the many times he would cry at night over Mine, Bulat, Chelsea, Lubbock, Sayo and Ieyasu. 'Why as this world so cruel to him?' he would wonder every day and night, before crying himself to a forced sleep.

Bulat, or as he would call him,, brother was another hard one to get over. Bro was the one who gave Tatsumi true power, the one he trained with, then one that gave him his greatest weapon. The man had always be friendly and look out for him in times of need. He remembered it so well, the time they fought the three. Tatsumi clenched his fists tightly as he remembered that he was too weak to hold them off. Why? He questioned to himself every day. He was either too weak, too slow or too stupid to save the ones he cherished, and regretted it every minute of his life. Bulat strove to make him stronger, and in turn became Tatsumi's role model, the one he wanted to be the most, but without the in-human haircut that he donned. Watching him fight was both a privilege and a learning experience every time. Bro was the mentor and brother he never had, and when he died in Tatsumi's arms, he couldn't bare it. More and more he trained to become better, to become stronger, to save and protect everyone, but no, he was going nowhere in an endless world. Just around and around. He felt this way for a while, until he found his purpose in fighting.

Now what was his purpose Tatsumi thought to himself. His last purpose was to protect the ones he loved. Now they are dead. He cringed at the thought of his lost friends. It hurt his heart to picture them all/ Back then Night Raid, Their family was perfect and one together. When they were all together he felt like he belonged, like he was part of an actual family that cared about him and loved just the way he was.

Sheele, the amazingly kind purple haired assassin. She held a special place in Tatsumi's heart, that place now a black hole. He reminisced the time she held him while they gazed up at the moon, comforting him through the deaths of his childhood friends. Why? He questioned that night. Sheele did not give him an explanation to why, but instead gave something better. Comfort. A comfort that only she could provide. She would always be the one most nice, sweet, kind person of them all. He missed her dearly every day, and regretted not fighting alongside her and Mine that dreadful night.

He remembered those massive silver scissors she wielded in the heat of battle. Picking that ginormous thing up was impossible for him at the time, but she swung the demonic blade around like it was nothing. The purple panda emblem in the middle seemed to smile every time blood was drawn. Tatsumi looked into the horizon. More nothing. Of course, who would have guessed? He longed for the nostalgic memory of Sheele, holding him tight on her lap that gloomy night. Of course, he wasn't able to reach for the beloved memory at this time of mourning and sadness.

Out of all of the ones that passed he missed Leone, ni-chan differently to the others. His sister, the one that cared about so much, almost as much as Mine, was gone. What angered him was that she passed after the empire was defeated. If she had just waited- he grit his teeth, making a soft cracking noise from his mouth. Leone was the most flirty, funny and unique person in his life. He loved, and will always love her very much, as she was very close to him in his time of need. The way she would hug him, driving his face into the side of her boob, momentarily suffocating him. The time they walked by themselves through the park after the red-light district assassination when she marked him as a future lover. The time Akame and Leone argued about her weight, and she swiftly gave Akame a massive chop, leaving a tomato-sized bump on her head, rendering her unconscious for five seconds. Every memory of her hurt and comforted his broken, wasteland of a heart. He honestly thought that there was nothing on the earth that could heal the barren, hollow heart of his.

Tatsumi silently chuckled and smiled as he thought of his friend Lubbock. The string manipulator, the right genius prodigy of a child.' He was an ass, but he was the funniest ass I've ever known.' Then he remembered how he would be so envious of how Tatsumi would get all the girls, and how popular he was amongst the group.' His rivalry with Susanoo was hilariously interesting,' Tatsumi pondered. His spirits dropped instantly as he was dragged from his nostalgia into the dark shroud of sadness and pain. "He never got to tell Najenda about the way he felt for her.' Tatsumi closed his eyes to prevent small tears from seeping out. One of them just managed to escape, and slowly fell down from his eye lid to the middle of his cheek before he willed his hand to wipe his saddened face.

Tatsumi reflected on everything. The corruption of the broken empire, which was now slowly rebuilding under the Boss's hand. The family and friends he los- he stopped his brain and took a deep breath. 'What am I doing? I told her I would stop thinking about this. What is wrong with me?' Tatsumi mentally reprimanded himself. He looked down to his hands. The truth was that he was an assassin, a murderer, a killer, but so was she. He drove his gaze upwards to just catch a glimpse of Akame's cold glance back. 'I need to clear my head 'he thought.' What was she thinking?'

Everything he thought about that was associated with his fallen team-mates made him gloomy, depressed, sad, but at the same time happy, excited and nostalgic. But then, when he thought of their deaths…

Tatsumi came to a sudden stop, falling to the ground with a widened eyes, just catching himself with his hands and knees. The way they died.

Chelsea's head impaled on the spike while her red hair blew in the wind. The pale color of her skin and the crimson color of the blood seeping from under her… the look of fear being her last expression.

Mine, being obliterated by Budo's lighting Imperial arms. Her dying in his arms finally expressing her feelings. The stupid country oblivious person he was not recognizing her advances on him. Why had he been so naïve. She died for him… trying to save him

He shuddered remembering bro dying in his arms of the poisoned blood, reaching to see his face.. ' I was too weak, I'm worthless, a disgrace,' Tatsumi harshly, slowly whispered out into the sandstorm.

Just as he was about to stand, Akame was at his side, gently lifting him from the sand dune. Around them the sandstorm raged on, blowing her black hair madly through the wind. She stood him up straight and grasped his shoulder tightly, staring Tatsumi straight in the face, with the most piercing look of seriousness. Then, doing something completely unexpected pulled Tatsumi's rigid body into a tight, loving hug. At that moment he sandstorm seemed to die down, just so Akame's words could be heard through the breeze.' It not your fault, we all carry the weight of the passed on our shoulders. I miss them too, all of them, our family, but we have to move on and be grateful that we are still alive and together on this day. I don't want to lose you too, alright so please, hang in there Tatsumi,' she whispered in his ear. After this, she pulled away and watched as Tatsumi stood up straight, stunned at her small lecture. A moment passed and he looked at her blankly, before sharing a small smile.' Thank you Akame, for everything.'

Akame stood facing, and in return gave a cute smile. 'I told you I would always be there to save you haha,' she stated before giving another short, sweet smile and faced the opposite direction, continuing on the path they previously trekked. He was very grateful indeed, for her and for being alive to this day. 'Hey Akame,' Tatsumi started. 'Yes,' as she spoke her red velvet tie flew and hit her in the face, obscuring her vision for a brief moment. Tatsumi moved forward to help remove the annoying feature of her outfit, but before his hand reached his destination, his whole body shut down. Feeling the wobbliness in his legs Tatsumi could help it, and being the klutz he was fell on top of Akame. Both he bodies fell to the ground in one messy heap falling down the sand dunes together, rolling over each other several times before reaching the ground. Tatsumi's yelling could be heard across the long desert.

As the two finally came to a stop under the enormous sand hill. Tatsumi forced his eyes open to the greatest view he had every witnessed. He saw a very weary eyed Akame on top of him, staring straight into his heart from on top. They both lay there motionless of five seconds, drinking in the awkward moment, trying to get up. Both their bodies failed however, and after half a minute of staring into each other's eyes, Akame finally stated 'Tatsumi.' 'Yes,' he replied, not wanting the moment to end. In that instance he forgot that the whole world existed, free of all his depressing thoughts and worries. It was just Tatsumi and Akame, lying with each other…

'Tatsumi your hands are on my hips'

'GYHHHAAAAAA' Tatsumi's eyes flew out of their sockets wildly. (you know how they do that shit in the anime when people are embarrassed?)

Tatsumi awoke from his deep stare and realized what they were doing. Staring at the beautiful girl, with flawless features straddling his waste. The look on Akame's face was one of intrigue and humor. She was partly cracking up inside, and also partly embarrassed. Her cheeks were a cute shade of red and her hand was over her mouth.

'GOMENNSAI AKAME-CHAN!' he yelled out as he bowed down before her on the ground, practically kissing the brown, hot sand (sorry in Japanese, trying to make this sound good). He was nearly crying and laughing at the same time out of embarrassment. His soft brown hair also stood up straight in the wind, flailing madly in the breeze as his head was down to hide his expression.

Unfortunately, the turn of events had awoken his 'little Tatsumi' down there, and he felt slightly uncomfortable and embarrassed. He prayed that she didn't see the slight bulge on his brown, worn out trousers. Luckily her gaze did not wonder to that part of his physique and he continued to utter apologies to her rapidly.

Akame stared down, extremely embarrassed now with crimson red cheeks and yelled out while flailing her arms around 'It's nothing its nothing Tatsumi! Please calm down ahahahhaa' The look on Akame's face was priceless. Tatsumi would have teased her about it, if his wasn't as red and embarrassed as hers. Soon after another awkward silence, giving each a moment to compose themselves, the continued on their journey, finding their current path.

The black-haired girl always wondered about Tatsumi, the young, ambient,cheerful kid. as off late his usual behavior had dropped immensely, being replace with sadness, pain and sorrow. It hurt her even more to see her cherished friend in this state. she glanced in his direction to see his wavy brown hair loosely blowing through the air. She looked at his handsome face, drinking in his features. Those deep green eyes, his cheeky cute smile. Her cheeks flustered at the mere thought of him. She remembered the time they were together in the capital, waiting for Zank the executioner. She remembered trying to keep her emotions in check while sitting next to him, watching him suck on the straw he drank from... maybe if she had a chance... Akame's hands flew to her face, both on either side of her cheeks in an aeffort to hide her redness. Fortunately, Tatsumi was oblivious to the fact that his friend was fantasizing over him.

Ambling on further he could just make out Akame in front, also slowly pacing. Though the wind was harsh, and sand flew everywhere, obstructing his vision, rendering him blurry, he could still see her raven black hair freely blowing in the breeze. Above the creamy clouds clustered up together to shield the gazing sun. The sky above was a nice shade of blue, reaching out to the furthest parts of the oncoming horizon. He felt like everything around was nothing, except of course Akame, his beloved, precious friend. She wore her usual black attire, with the addition of her red tie and a large brown coat. Murasame idly hung from her belt, dangling in the thick breeze. Her stare ahead was icy cold, only warm to those close to her. Tatsumi longed to hold her, to embrace her and tell her of his constant raging depression and sadness, but no. He couldn't possibly do that. Would it be crossing a line? Thinking that he could but not doing it? What does this mean?

He stole a glance at her, watching how she trod against the sand and how she stared straight forward, with no the slightest show of emotion on her face. After all, that's what her specialty was: no emotion. Tatsumi didn't believe in that rumor. He knew her, and how she cared for her friends, She had been just as deeply scared as he had. He remembered the time he once caught her crying after Leones death in the capital room they were offered. Another instance was when they met in the Night Raid's kitchen after Scheele's passing. Back then he promised he would survive. He was relieved he could keep it this long, but honestly, at this point he felt like death had already come over him. The truth was Akame was and is his closest and best friend. Sure she was brutally dangerous and very cold to others, but she was also caring and loving towards a select few.' And to be honest she is kinda ho-WHAT THE FUCK!' he scolded himself. Tatsumi's whole body came to a stop right before his eyes landed on her perfect butt. He force shut his eyes and stood still for almost five seconds frozen in place like a stone pillar. 'What am I doing? She is comrade and beautiful best- WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?' he questioned as his pubescent teenage hormones raged inside of himself. He tried to not stare at her perfect body, but shit it was hard (no pun intended ). 'She maybe my best friend, and a skillful murderer, but she's also a very attractive girl', he thought to himself, pondering over the thought of her in that red bik- His whole body came to another stop.

Tatsumi pov

What the hell am I thinking, She is my friends, my partner, she's not just some common pretty girl in nice clothing, she's the pretty gir-SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY. WHATS HAPPENING. I need to stop this now, or else, one of us are gonna get hurt. But whys top, if you have feelings you should express them now, or else she might be lost forever one day. The question is, do ui have feelings, and are my feelings for her true, or is it a case of lust over love. Wait why am I pondering over this? What's happened to me now, maybe being around her makes me… happy? NO NO. what about Mine? Being with Akame would be wrong, and the betrayal. But no, Mine is gone, and she would be happy if I moved on. WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING THIS IS NOT GONNA HAPPEN. I want to protect her, not have- yes exactly that's it, she's my friend and needs to be respected.

'What are you doing Tatsumi, we still have ground to cover let's move!' 'Sorry' I quickly yell out and jog forwards at a steady pace to be next to her. I want to be near her, that's what I already knew, but do I want to be with her? I question myself. Would that mean greater responsibility, what if I lost her as well. I pondered the thought then realized something stupid. Akame is Akame. She will never fall to an enemy.

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Tatsumi caught up to Akame quickly and stared at her for a very brief moment, before she caught it in her glance and smiled back cheerfully, with a slight blush. 'Maybe I have a chance, wait no she's my friend, I can't- I don't- oh my gosh.' His brain hurt from all these mixed thoughts and emotions piled up in his cranium. Groaning he pushed onwards. 'Something wrong?' questioned Akame with a concerned look. 'No nothing at all' he said as he shrugged her off. He continued to trod with his hands in his trouser pockets, going over his thoughts and reflecting on all the good memories he and Akame had had, like when she dove into that massive lake and went 'super fishing,' or whenever she would eat, Akame would devour all the meat, being her favorite food in the world. She really was a scary, demonic figure on the battlefield and the dinner table, whether her opponent being bandits or an Evil bird drumstick.

'Hey Akame, can I ask you a question?' He said to her. They both stopped and she stared at him intrigued. 'What is Tatsumi, ask away.' 'Why do you wear a tie?' Thinking about the moment that just passed she blushed a little, turning her cheeks a cherry shade of red.' You want the honest answer?' she replied as they began to walk forwards again.' Of course,' Tatsumi blurted out almost instantly.

'Because it looks cool,' she stated without emotion

'Seriously? I would have thought there would be a more in depth emotional response, but no it looks cool? Haha you surprise me sometimes Akame! I suppose it does match your out, and compliments your cute look very well haha.' He cheerfully said with a large grin and a nervous chuckle. Almost immediately he realized what he had just said.

Akame's eyes widened, and on her face sprawled a look of surprise, shock and embarrassment.' Did he j-just say I was c-cute?' she thought. Her whole body shivered and shuddered. She replayed the memory in her head three times in a space of three seconds before she tried to speak.' A-Arigato T-Tatsumi,' she managed just in the nick of time.

The color had just drained from his face, replaced with only red. His whole body just froze on the spot.' Did I just Fucking say that. No I didn't. Oh god I did' His eyes widened as well when he stared back at her, with a look or fear and forgiveness on his face. When she spoke again she blurted out: 'No No I didn't mean that way, I mean I did, but not in that kinda way, you know what I mean? He was stuttering words now, just in a state where he couldn't comprehend what he was trying to say.

By now Akame was trying intensely not to laugh her ass off. The way he stuttered and tried to formulate a sentence was hilarious, and also, oddly cute and warming. She almost had tears running out of her eyes due to the way her insides were being tickled. 'I know what you mean Tatsumi, Thank you hahahaahahha.' She winked at him and smiled before beckoning him to follow her from his frozen state of stupidity and embarrassment.

'Well now I've messed up, bad.'

so now what did the girl He adored the most think of him now? She probably was severely freaked out. His stupid thoughts started to give him a minor headache. The storm inside his brain was was quelling and churning quickly.

Deep in thought he kept moving forward through the sandy dunes alongside his comrade. Was he starting to develop feeling for- no it couldn't be, could it? Would she feel the same? It would be a day until they reached their desired destination, would it be enough time for him to stop his stupid teenage longings? He questioned himself as he continued to pace forwards, towards the blazing hot sun cradled by the distant horizon.

AN: no lemon yet guys be patient jeez. I promise it will be one of the most engaging and sensual lemons you have ever seen Hahah trying to develop characters better than they did in the anime. I don't have much time so if u like, favorite and review give me feedback! I will be updating regularly OK. Also if you are a good writer: we need more Akame Ga kill/kiru fanfics. there is legit like 150, and fucking naruto all the up there with 300k. It doesn't have to have lemons (its preferable) but still... just have fun writing. Encourage others to write as well pleassssse.

By by love u xx Thanatos.