I looked before me at the small cabin, shifting the pack on my back. My journey had been a long one, even with the Elder bringing me most of the way. It had taken me all day to find the cabin that Kenichi had described to me. I took a deep breath and moved forward, lifting my hand and knocking on the sturdy door. It opened and a tall purple haired man gazed down at me in surprise.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" he asked. I paused. Dressed in a simple kimono top and pants, with his long locks pulled up at the crown of his head, his large brown eyes peering at me innocently, Ogata Ishizi didn't look like the deadly threat I had heared him to be.

"I came to talk," I said. He blinked a couple times, then stood aside so I could enter the cabin. It was rather humble with a bed, fire pit, small kitchen and work area littered with carvings.

"Please take a seat," he said with a smile. "You must be tired. I'll make tea and get you some food."

"You don't have to play host," I told him with a sneer. He chuckled and looked at me.

"I'm really not such a bad guy, you know," he said. "And despite being on different sides, I am not going to be a bad host to a young woman who trudged through the woods because she has something very important to tell me." I sighed and nodded, taking my heavy pack off and setting it by the door, then taking a seat by the warm embers of the pit. It was getting colder as summer faded and fall took it's place. I hadn't dressed properly since the day had been so warm and my fingers were sore and red from the cold night air.

"Here," Ogata said, handing me a cup of tea. "You look cold. It's nice and warm for you."

"Thank you," I said, taking the cup in my stiff hands.

"I got you some soup too, it should warm you up," he told me, setting a bowl of thick soup at my side.

"Did you poison it?" I asked, only half teasing.

"Of course not," he said with a laugh. "Worst thing about it is it's got bear meat in it."

"I like bear meat," I replied.

"Oh good," he said, sinking down to the floor next to me. He lifted his own cup to his lips and took a careful sip. He looked at my hands and reached towards his woodpile, tossing another log onto the glowing embers and stoking up the fire until it was pleasantly burning.

"Thank you," I said, leaning over and warming my hands.

"So," he began, setting his cup aside. "What brings the lovely lover of Akisame to my humble home, ill dressed and half frozen."

"I want to ask you something," I said. His head tilted to the side, his brown eyes intent upon me as he gazed at me curiously. He motioned for me to continue and I took a deep breath.

"I don't know if you're aware, but Akisame and I have a child together," I said. He stared at me, his gaze moving to my stomach as one hand lifted to his chin.

"Now that you mention it," he said, "the last time I saw you, you were pregnant. And that was a good while ago. How is the baby?"

"She's great," I said with a smile. "My little Kimiko is a fire cracker and can be just as stubborn as her Papa. She's already walking even though she's not even a year old." I giggled and Ogata mirrored me, giving me a tender smile.

"She sounds very sweet," he said. "I'll have to pay my respects some time."

"Yami has made an attack on Ryozanpaku and I have a feeling it won't be the last," I said. Ogata's smile faded and his expression became serious.

"And?" he asked.

"And I want to know if your men are so ruthless they would harm my daughter," I told him with a scowl, turning to him. "I may not be a fighter, but I have no qualms about slitting them open like pigs if they touch so much as a hair on her head." He stared at me for a long time before his face split into a grin.

"My, my, you are interesting," he purred. His hand reached out, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. I didn't flinch, I only stared at him intently.

"To answer your question," he said. "No, they won't harm either you or your daughter. You are innocents and they have strict orders not to involve innocents in their battles. Should one disobey, you are more than welcome to kill them. It would certainly be a more merciful fate than what I would do to them."

"I'm not worried about myself so much as Kimiko," I said.

"Understandable," he said. "But I assure you, she will not ever be harmed. You have my word." I sighed and nodded, bowing my head.

"You have my thanks," I told him. "It has been a great worry of mine."

"As I said, you have my word," Ogata said. "I will even give personal orders to my men to steer clear of you and little Kimiko. It would be unforgivable if they hurt such a helpless little thing."

"I hope you're talking about Kimiko," I groused, scowling at him. "I'm far from helpless." He laughed.

"Of course," he said. "But they shouldn't bother you either. You're not a fighter, as you said. Now eat. It will warm you up."

"I should really go," I said, moving to stand. He laid a hand on my shoulder with a kind smile.

"Please at least eat while I get you a jacket," he said. "It is getting very cold out there."

"That is very kind," I said, resuming my seat and lifting the bowl, taking a bite.

"I'm not some comic book villain, you know," Ogata chuckled, moving to a dresser.

"Wow, this is good," I said, taking another bite. "You made this?"

"I did," he confirmed. "I live by myself and there aren't a lot of convenience stores out here, so I have to be able to cook for myself." I took a couple more bites of the soup, realizing just how hungry I was.

"Why aren't you married?" I asked, slapping my hand over my mouth as soon as the words escaped. "I'm sorry! That was rude! I was just curious since I noticed most martial artists seem to be single." He turned and looked at me, laughing.

"Well, you're very blunt," he teased. "But it's a harmless question. I suppose I just never met the right person. I surround myself with other fighter's but for a companion, I don't think I would want someone who fights. Most martial artists are like that, actually. We immerse ourselves in martial arts, the last thing we want is to come home to it as well. But that leaves little chance for us to meet companions."

"I guess Akisame and I just had a chance meeting," I mused with a giggle. "But he did beat up some gang members that were chasing me." Ogata chuckled, pulling a garment from the drawer.

"Gang members? What are earth were they doing chasing you?" he asked. I paused, tapping my chin.

"It was so long ago," I said. "If I remember correctly they had been hitting on me and got pissed when I turned them down flat. I put up a fight when they tried to rape me and that pissed them off. Well that and the injuries I managed to inflict. They didn't take too kindly to that." Ogata laughed again, moving towards me as I set the empty bowl down.

"You are very interesting," he said.

"Because I didn't let myself get raped?" I asked, arching a brow. "I fail to see how that makes me interesting."

"Not many girls try to take on a gang," he said. I shrugged.

"I may not be a fighter, but I'm certainly not a push over," I told him.

"I noticed," he chuckled. I glanced out the window.

"I should go," I said. "I need to get back. Kimiko has probably convinced Apachi and Shugure to feed her all the sweets she wants. She's clever like that." I rose to my feet, Ogata doing the same.

"She sounds like her Mama," he said. I blushed at his compliment, jumping when I felt something drop over my shoulders. It was a Kimono top like what he wore, but made of a thicker fabric. It almost swallowed me, the bottom falling to my knee's while the sleeves fell far past my hands.

"It's a little big," Ogata said. "But it's all I have."

"It's great," I said. "Thank you." Ogata gripped the front, folding the cloth around my body, his arms circling around my back as he wound the long strip of fabric that served as the belt around my waist. I shifted a little, feeling as if he was standing much closer than needed, his hard chest brushing against my face. He pulled back and looked down at me as he grabbed one of my arms, carefully rolling up the sleeve before doing the same to the other arm.

"Thank you," I said. "For everything." He stared at me, his hand coming up to cup my chin.

"Akisame is a very lucky man," he said. "Such a shame he got to you first. I would have rather enjoyed snatching you up for my own." I looked up at him wide-eyed, shocked by the admission.

"Uhm, thanks?" I said, the word coming out more as a question. I quickly moved to the door, grabbing my pack.

"Be careful," he said.

"I will," I told him. "The Elder should meet me not too far from here." Ogata nodded, smiling and waving as I opened the door and left.

I walked back the way I came, feeling the cold air on my face. I shivered slightly, moving faster.

"Did you get the answer you wanted?"

I jumped and spun, finding Akisame leaning against a tree, scowling at me.

"Akisame!" I cried. "How did you find me?" I hadn't told him my plan to talk to Ogata, knowing he would try and stop me or insist on accompanying me. I had lied to him, telling him I was meeting some co-workers for a girls night, something he had agreed to, saying I needed some more female company.

"The Elder told me," he said. I groaned. Of course he had. The elder was terrible at keeping secrets. I studied my lover, seeing his tense posture, enraged scowl and the stern line of his mouth.

"You're angry," I said.

"You knew I would be," he said in a deathly calm voice. "That was why you didn't tell me."

"Can you blame me?" I asked. "I was worried about Kimiko."

"You could have been killed out here," Akisame bit out. "Never mind the bears and dangers of the forest, Ogata may have struck first and asked questions later. To top it all off, you didn't properly prepare and could have frozen to death."

"I would say I'm sorry," I said. "But it would be a lie. I would do it again."

"I should be insulted you doubt my abilities to protect you and Kimiko," Akisame said, looking up at the dark sky.

"I don't," I said. "I just worried about if you weren't there. If we were alone. Would we be a target. Would we be used to draw you out. I needed to do this for my own peace of mind." He sighed and pushed off the tree, moving towards me.

"I understand," he said. "I still don't agree and I am angry that you put yourself in danger. You could have told me."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," I said. "I should have trusted you." Akisame cupped my chin, lifting my face.

"I'm also angry that Ogato touched you," he growled. I smirked.

"Jealous?" I asked.

"Possessive," he corrected. "No one touches you so intimately but me." I snickered at him, laying a hand on his chest.

"He took me by surprise," I said, flippantly. "I didn't think he would have a crush on me." I looked up at his face and my breath caught in my throat. His eyes were black and his brow was drawn down in a deep scowl. His lips descended on mine and he ravaged my mouth, his tongue not mapping it out like it usually did, but claiming it. He pulled my bag off my back and dropped it to the ground, his one arm wrapping around my back while his other hand slid into the back of my pants to cup my ass. His teeth tugged at my bottom lip as he pulled away, leaving me to pant against him.

"You're mine," he snarled.

"I'm fucked, aren't I?" I gasped out.

"Not yet," he growled. "But you will be." He lifted me into his arms, shouldering my bag and took off in a dead run. I clung to him as the scenery zipped by, my body rocking with his steps. He stopped just outside a cave where a fire cackled merrily inside.

"You followed me, didn't you?" I asked.

"No," he said. "I only arrived about an hour ago, but I figured you would be cold and tired and it would be late, so I set this up." He walked inside and I saw a small fire pit with a moat around it to keep it from catching anything on fire. Off to the side a pile of plush furs and fluffy pillows sat, looking very inviting.

"How romantic," I teased. Akisame growled and dropped my bag, closing the distance to the fur bed in two great strides. He lay me on them, pulling off my clothes so I lay naked beneath him.

"Sadly, I'm not thinking much of romance right now," he said, leaning down and claiming my mouth. His hands cupped my breast, pinching and twisting my tender nipples until I squirmed in his grip. He tore his mouth from mine, moving to the juncture of my neck and shoulder, his mouth opened wide as he sealed his lips over my skin and bit down. I tossed my head back, crying out at the sharp pain but he didn't let up. His teeth dug into my skin hard as if he were trying to pierce it. After a moment he relaxed his jaw and sucked harshly, making me whimper as my neck throbbed. He pulled away, his tongue lapping at the spot before he moved to my breast. His teeth scrapped along one soft bud before he sucked it into his mouth, drinking down the milk that dribbled out. His hard cock pressed against my thigh and he rutted against me like an animal, growling as he teased and tortured me. He fingers moved between my legs, parting my soft fold and pushing inside me.

"I'm going to mark every inch of your body," he sneered, biting down carefully on the side of my breast before sucking on the skin until it bruised. I mewled beneath him, not sure what I should feel. Akisame was always passionate, but he was downright possessive now, his touches bordering on pain. It frightened me a bit, but a larger part of me was thrilled. He was purely animalistic as he pumped his fingers into me, saliva dripping out of the corner of his mouth as he snarled.

"I should fuck you on Ogata's front porch," he hissed, his teeth nipping at my breast. "Let him hear you scream and moan on my fat cock so he knows you're mine." I gasped, jerking my hips back and he grinned.

"You fucking slut," he spat. "You like that idea. My little exhibitionist wants someone to watch her get fucked." I whined low in my throat, writhing as he curled his fingers inside me, his thumb rubbing my swollen clit.

"You want him to watch my fat cock split you open?" he asked. "Let him hear you scream my name as you cum? Let him watch you bounce on my shaft, crying and moaning like a whore?" I shook my head as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Liar," he spat, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I groaned and sucked on it, pushing my hips back against his hand. He pulled his hand free, grabbing his cack and tracing my dripping hole with it.

"Akisame," I panted, pulling my lips away from his.

"Yes?" he asked with a dark grin. I moaned and shifted my hips, trying to get him inside me.

"Tsk tsk," he chided. "Beg me."

"What?" I asked through the fog of lust.

"Beg me for my cock," he growled. "Beg me to fuck your dripping hole. Beg me like a slut." I whimpered and reached up, kissing him, my tongue sliding along his. He returned the kiss, his other hand cupping the back of my head, turning it so he could deepen the kiss. I moaned against his lips as his tongue plundered my mouth and his cock teased my hole.

"Akisame," I gasped out. "Fuck me. Please. I want your cock. Fuck, I need it. Please fuck me. I can't take it anymore. Make me cum on your cock until my pussy and thighs are covered with your seed and I can't do anything but let you fuck me." Akisame groaned and slammed into me, putting his hands behind my knee's and pushing my legs to my chest. I cried out as my hole spasmed at the abrupt entry.

"Fucking slut," he sneered, his hips slamming into mine. "I love it when you beg." He turned his head, biting into my calf as his pistoned in and out of me, his thick cock dragging at my slick inner walls. The pain only added to the intense pleasure and I cried out as I climaxed, my channel contracting around him. He thrust into me once more, holding himself deep inside me as my muscles tightened around him and his cock was soaked with my fluids.

"Did I say you could cum?" he asked, laving the bite on my leg with his tongue. I shook my head, looking up at him as he pressed a gentle kiss to the mark he had left. His eyes cut to me even as his lips trailed down to my inner thigh.

"Mmhmm, that's right," he purred. "I didn't." He bit down into my thigh as he jerked his hips, causing me to let out a keening cry. I dug my fingers into his hair, tugging the strands as his teeth bruised my thigh.

"Nnnn, hurts!" I gasped. He pulled back, tracing the indention's in my skin with his tongue.

"I told you I was going to mark you," he said. "It's punishment." I stared up at him, confused. He chuckled and bent down, kissing gently along my jaw line.

"Maybe I should spank you, too," he teased. I shivered, my channel clenching, not only from the remark, but his purring voice against my skin. He pulled back slightly, his expression one of sadistic glee.

"Oh? My little slut likes that idea?" he asked. He pulled his cock out of me, turning me on my stomach. I let out a squeak at the abrupt change, feeling his hands lift my hips up and his cock push into me. I fisted my hands in the furs, arching my back so he slid in deeper. His hand palmed one of my ass cheeks, kneading it firmly before pulling back and landing a sound slap. I yelped at the sting, looking at him over my shoulder. He smirked, doing it again.

"Your pussy clamps down around me when I spank you," he told me in a fierce voice. He slapped the other cheek, jerking his hips as he did so I cried out.

"My little slut likes to be spanked," he snarled, thrusting into me as he continued to slap my bottom. I whimpered, pressing my face into the furs as he tormented me. He gave me a particularly harsh slap, slamming deep inside me so that I orgasmed again, muffling my excited cries with the bedding. He rolled his hips, prolonging my ecstasy until I lay trembling beneath him.

"Such a naughty girl," he cooed, giving my upturned ass another smack.

"I'm sorry," I panted. He chuckled and grabbed my hips, resuming his brutal pace.

"My naughty little slut is sorry?" he growled.

"Y-Yes," I gasped.

"Not yet," he sneered, bending over my back and dragging his tongue along the line of my spine. "You will be, though." His hands moved down to my thighs, spreading them more and using them to slam me back onto him. His hands moved along my inner thighs before moving to my hips again.

"You have cum on your legs," he said, biting down on the skin along my back. He moved his hands along my hips and stomach, smearing the fluid into my flesh as he did.

"Akisame," I wailed, arching my back more and thrusting against him

"What's wrong?" he asked with a smirk, slamming into me. "Are you done already?" I shook my head, rolling my hips against his.

"More," I begged.

"Fuck, yes," he growled, gripping my sides and pulling me back until I was sitting in his lap. He leaned back, bending his knee's up and thrusting so I bounced in his lap, impaling myself on his cock. I gripped his knee's, throwing my head back and crying out.

"Ride me," Akisame barked, reaching forward and steadying me with a hand on my waist. "Ride my thick cock until I cum." I bent my knee's, putting my feet on the ground and using my hands to brace myself on his lips as I lifted off his cock, dropping back down. Again and again I impaled myself, letting my hips move on their own, the cave filled with the wet sound of skin on skin.

"Yes," Akisame hissed. "I loved watching you like this. Fucking yourself on my cock, moaning and crying out while I fill your hole. You love my cock, don't you?"

"Ahn...yes..." I gasped.

"I didn't hear you," he said and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Yes! I love you cock. I love having your fat cock inside me. I can't cum unless you're in me!" Akisame snarled, jerking his legs up a little so I fell back against his chest. He shifted so his legs were tucked under him, his one hand gripping my hip while his other wound in my hair, jerking my head back to his shoulder so my neck was arched.

"My little slut can't cum without my cock?" he asked in a hoarse voice. "Is that so? You can't even masturbate?" I whimpered and shook my head as much as I could. It was true. While I could masturbate, my orgasms were weak and unsatisfying. They paled in comparison to the breath steeling feeling my lover left me with. Trying to pleasure myself left me more frustrated than sated.

Akisame trailed his tongue along my exposed pulse point before sinking his teeth into the tender skin of my throat carefully. He moved his mouth along my neck, sucking and biting at the flesh there while his hips bounced, forcing me up, then down again.

"Look at you," he hissed. "Covered in sweat and cum and spit, writhing on my cock, just how I like you. My little slut all marked up by me, mewling in my lap while I fill her." His hand moved from my hip, cupping my breast, his fingers teasing my nipple. I thrashed against him, the stimulation bordering on torture. I felt my orgasm rise up in me again and tried to push it back.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked, growling in my ear. "Who's cock makes you cum? Who's seed got you pregnant?"

"You!" I cried.

"Whose baby do your milky tits feed?" he snarled, tugging my nipple until milk dribbled down his fingers.

"Yours!" I gasped.

"You're mine," he bit out.

"Yours," I sobbed. "Only yours."

"No one else gets to touch you like I do," he purred.

"Akisame," I wailed.

"What, my love?" he asked in a tender voice, nipping at my ear lobe.

"Wanna cum," I gasped.

"Then cum," he whispered in my ear.

"Want you to...nnn...want you to fill me..." I panted. He nuzzled behind my ear, sucking my lobe into his mouth.

"Mmm, my slutty love wants to be pumped full?" he asked, jerking his hips hard.

"Yes," I hissed. His hand moved from my breast back to my hip, gripping it tightly and slamming me down on his cock as he thrust up, his thrusts becoming harder.

"Cum," he snarled in my ear. "Cum on my fat cock, my little slut. Cum now or I'll keeping fucking your cunt until you can't walk." I threw my head back, letting out a loud cry as I did just as he said, my channel clamping down around him hard. He growled and thrust up, his cock swelling inside me, pushing against my inner walls as it exploded, flooding me with his seed. The hand in my hair forced my head to turn and Akisame devoured my mouth, his tongue twining with mine.

He stilled his hips, grinding into me as we sat there, kissing. He released my hair, cupping my cheek gently as his other hand smoothed over my stomach. He pulled back and I reclined against his chest, my head on his shoulder as I panted. He smiled at me, bending down and kissing me again.

"Mmm, I love it when you look like that," he said, his fingers tracing along my jaw.

"Have I been properly punished?" I asked breathlessly.

"No," he said. "I'll have to punish you more later." I groaned at this and turned my head from him. He chuckled and eased me onto the furs, reaching over and throwing more logs on the fire. He lay next to me, his hands petting my sore body. I let my eyes drift shut, soothed by his touch and the warm fire.

"I love you." I opened my eyes and looked at him, giving him a weary smile.

"I love you, too," I said. He bent down and gave me a gentle kiss.

"You're my world," he sighed. I cupped his cheek, stroking under his eye with my thumb.

"You're mine, too," I said.

DHMB: Originally this chapter didn't have any hot smex between the OC and Akisame, but as an apology for the Hiatus, I threw some hot lovin' in to spice it up. I would post more chapters, but they need to be proof read and I spent a few hours typing out the love scene and I'm about to pass out. Apologies if it has a lot of mistakes, I kept falling asleep but I pushed myself to try and get this chapter ready to post. Review!