Bootyful Love ~ A Koujaku x reader

Data 13 ~ Confrontation

Koujaku roars a mighty roar. I glance at his tattoos and they look as if they're moving. And every design seemed to turn a crimson red. Like the tattoos were alive. "Koujaku!" I yell out, but no response comes from him. He can't hear me. "Hoh, this is quite the sight. You know (Y/N), these tattoos were an experiment, a request from Toue. Your father." Ryuuhou explains. "I don't consider that man as my father if he does these things to innocent people!" I yell as Ryuuhou continues talking.

"Tattoos are a part of people, like a seal of some sort. You're stuck with them until the end. It's important to be prepared for that. Toue needed something to control people's minds with, so he asked me to do it." Ryuuhou explains. 'Damn it! What the hell was that old man thinking?' I think as Ryuuhou continues his story. "It piqued my interest so I chose Koujaku as a subject. Ah, I can almost see the tattoo taking over." He looks at Koujaku's tattoos in awe. "Yet... I gave you warnings to control yourself, you fool. The tattoo didn't mature before, but now you're grown up..." Ryuuhou takes a pause and makes an evil grin.

"Now it absorbs your anger until there's nothing left. That's when my flower finally blooms! It feeds on you until it burns all off! What a wonderful flower!" Ryuuhou says, that grin stuck on his face. Koujaku breathes heavily as Ryuuhou chuckles. "I'll have no regrets after this. I'M the winner of this game! So.. as an exchange.. Take away my spirit, Koujaku." He taunts. "R-RYUUUUHOUUUU!!" Koujaku yells as he points his blade at Ryuuhou. "Koujaku! Don't!" When I see my voice didn't reach him this time either, I turn my head away. I don't want to see this.

I feel Virus grabbing my jaw and turning my head back. "Why are you looking away now, (Y/N)-san? You'll miss the best part." He says softly as Koujaku's blade pierces through Ryuuhou. So deep, in fact, that the tip of the blade is coming out of Ryuuhou's back, dripping blood on the floor. Blood trickles from Ryuuhou's mouth as he smiles. "Killed by my best creation! I've used up- my luck as a- tattoo artist! Haha!" He laughs joyfully before Koujaku pulls his blade out mercilessly. Ryuuhou's limp body falls to the ground as I struggle not to puke. This scene, it's too much...!

Why couldn't I stop him? Why couldn't I do anything? "W-Why... Koujaku!" I call out as Virus and Trip let me go. "Well, I'd say it's about time for us to go." Virus says and Trip agrees with him. They walk towards the door. "I hope you survive this, (Y/N), I'd like to play with you too sometime." Trip says as the two of them leave the room before I get a chance to stop them. I suddenly feel drowsy. 'Is this because of Ryuuhou's needle? But.. I can't fall asleep now! I need to get to Koujaku!' I think as I shake off the drowsy feeling.

I look up at Koujaku and hold back a gasp. He's still holding his blade, dripping with blood. "Koujaku!" I try again. Still no response. Koujaku roars again and swings his blade a single time as he starts running towards me. My reaction's a little late but I manage to duck just in time. "Koujaku! Stop!" I try again. 'All I can do is try at this point.' I think, as I avoid his blade again my throwing my body onto the floor. "Get a grip on yourself Koujaku!" I yell.

'This isn't going to work anytime soon. I need to think of something else.' As I'm thinking of a solution, Koujaku stands in front of me and points his blade at my chest. 'Shit, I need to think up something quick! Wait... Aoba! What did Aoba say again that night?!'

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"You know (Y/N), Koujaku isn't a bad guy, really. We've been friends ever since we were both little." Aoba said with a smile. "Mizuki told me. But Koujaku seems closer to you, so do you mind telling me what he did as your friend?" I asked and Aoba thought for a bit. "It embarrasses me to say it now, but we used to have a secret handshake when we were younger." Aoba said with a nervous smile. "And every time we did the handshake he'd always tell me the same thing: Don't give in. Now, as a 6-year old you can guess that it made me feel a lot stronger. Like I had all the strength in the world." Aoba explained and I chuckled. "Don't give in, huh? How cute!" Then we'd both laugh.

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'That's it! Don't give in! It may be crazy but it's the only thing I can try right now! I just need to remember him!' I think as Koujaku's blood drenched blade inches closer to me. "Koujaku! This isn't like you! You're not the sort of person that would do this! You're always so sweet and kind to everyone! That's why I fell in love with you in the first place...!" As I think back to what happened before I got here I feel myself tearing up. "S-so.... So..." I calm down and take a deep breath before I continue.

"So... IDIOT, GET A DAMN GRIP ON YOURSELF! DON'T GIVE IIIIIIIIIINNN!!!" I yell at him with all my might, like something took over me. I feel like my voice changed in that moment. Tears spill out of my eyes. "Don't give in, Koujaku... Don't....." I curl up into a ball, not realising it wouldn't even make a difference. I keep repeating it as my hot tears spill out of my eyes. I hear a loud sound, like something heavy just fell to the ground and soon feel a pair of strong arms around me.

I look up slightly, my vision blurred from my tears. "K-Koujaku...?" I ask. "Mhm. It's me. I'm so sorry, (Y/N)." He says softly, his voice is back to normal too which relieves me a lot. I wrap my arms around him and cry a little more. Koujaku pulls back a little and holds up my bag. "Here. I got it back for you." He puts it on my lap. I look into his crimson eyes with my teary (E/C) ones. "Y-you... Bastard, I hate you! I hate you..." I say, but don't mean it as I cry a little louder. I hear him chuckle a bit as he pecks my lips every time I say it and I gradually calm down.

We sit there in the middle of the room for a while until I've completely stopped crying and wiped away my tears. "(Y/N)?" Koujaku asks. I look up at him. "Yes Koujaku?" I answer. "You'll still go to the festival with me, right?" He asks and I shove his chest with a chuckle. "Alright alright.. How about we just get out of here for now?" Koujaku asks and I nod in response. Without even asking my approval, he takes me and my bag into his arms and starts walking towards the door of the office.

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