Your eyes opened as you felt the urge to cough out the water that was trapped in your lungs. You turned your body over and looked at your surroundings. The sand beneath your body glittered brightly in the sunlight. Though the sun shined so brightly, the ocean seemed angry. It crashed into the seaside,. A few seconds later, another crash comes forward this time knocking you over and almost once again until your body was pulled away from the water and close to your survivor while you coughed out the salt water.
"I-Ikoma?" you asked looking into his eyes, sadness is what plagued him.
"A-are you alright?" Ikoma asked.
You rose from out of his hands and held your head as you digested everything that had happened within the past week.
"Takumi's dead..." you muttered, "Hikari's dead all because of Biba..."
"If we never let them fight with me or if I had let you and Hikari leave earlier...No...I never should've gotten involved in the first place, you would probably be in Kongokaku."
His hand grabbed onto his read cloak and tightly gripped the material from everything he was blaming himself for. You grabbed his hand and tighten his grip and he looked at you with a scared expression.
"I can see why you hate me now..." Ikoma muttered.
"I-I don't hate you," you said in a low tone until you heard soft groans coming from the sides of the beack. You quickly took Ikoma's left arm and his weapon and ran inside of the abandoned ship on shore to prevent yourselves from being found. Ikoma began to whimper as you covered his mouth with his hand only to get him more startled. You swiftly removed your hand and placed your lips on his; that shut him up.
You looked into his eyes and gave a small smile to which he smiled back and placed a hand under your chin, tiliting your face up and lighty placing pressure against the kiss. As he kissed you softly and gently, you placed your arms around him, pulling him a bit closer. You part your lips a little and very lightly, almost inperceptibly licking his lips with the tip of your tongue.
Even with the grief you both felt, this kis was a turn on and eagerly took you both away from all the trouble and pain you both faced. Ikoma's lips pressed harder against yours, parting your willing lips with his tounge.
Author's Fun Fact:
If you are one of the people shocked or disgusted to see Ikoma kiss her (you) after she (you) puked then here is a little fun fact for you. After a person pukes one way to cleanse your mouth is with salt water. If you Mix three teaspoons of salt into sixteen ounces of warm water (in yuki's case, body heat can do well). Drink quickly. It should work within 20 to 30 minutes. Be very careful when using salt water as an emetic because too much salt can damage your organ (hence she (you) coughed it out..)
The more you know....
His fingers ran through your your long amber hair pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss.His soft, warm, sensual tonuge explored your mouth, tracing every contour, licking the bottom and roof of your mouth, running over your teeth, his tounge dancing with yours and gently sucking on it. It was hard but a soft moan escaped your lips as you both kissed, but luckily the Kabane was no where near to hear.
"Ikoma..." you muttered as he pulled you close, burying his nose into your wet hair.
"You don't hate me for being the reason of taking Hikari away from you?"
"Biba took Hikari away from you," you corrected, "You just happen to have save me from turning and even though I was angry and told you I hated you, you never stopped loving me."
"I will always love you," Ikoma muttered taking away the remainders of your breath by stealing a deep kiss, one lingering and full of longing.
"I love you too," you muttered leaning forwards and kissing back with full passion....

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Koutetsujou no Kabane-Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress- (Ikoma Love Story)
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