#O13 - The Match

While making your way back, you and Ohma had run into the young girl in her teens from the night before on the cruise ship. Kure Karura, how could you forget her name? After all, she literally announced and proposed marriage and having children with Ohma.

"O-Ohma!" Karura yelled. "Uh, hold on why are you hiding behind her?" She added. You realized he tried to hide behind you, a girl half his height. He was nothing near hidden.

"Ohma, go on, talk to the girl." You said. He refused. She began to chase Ohma as he made you his shield.

"Ohma, stop dodging my love! Who is this girl anyway?!" She angrily asked.

"My w-""H-His manager!"

You interrupted him, slapping the palm of your hand onto his mouth to quickly shut him up.

She stared suspiciously at the two of you.

"Karura, get over here! Stop causing them trouble!" A man called her."Awhh, see you, Ohma!" She left after waving goodbye.

You sighed.

"She would have killed me or something if she found out. Don't forget I have no idea how to fight. Sorry." You said. He nodded.

You noticed one feature of hers, which were her eyes. Bizzare and abnormal. Ohma explained their clan and how they were bred for combat throughout many years.

"What the hell? That's actually scary." You said. These people were selectively bred fighters. This probably explains why she wanted to have children with Ohma.

The two of you reached your seats at the arena again. You both waited since you and Ohma managed to be 10 minutes early. He had fallen asleep with his head on your shoulder.

Seeing him like this made you wonder.

You and Ohma kiss and makeout. Friends don't do that with eachother. It hit you.

What the hell are you guys? You have been friends for almost a year now but you weren't extremely close with eachother like that. You two were close, sure, but as good friends.

It wasn't your first time doing this and even getting intimate with someone, which explains why you weren't shy and took initiative. Kissing wasn't new to you. You had an ex boyfriend in the past of course. The two of you dated for 3 years until he broke up with you because he had fallen in love with someone else.

At that time, you felt like you wouldn't ever move on. However as time went on, you healed from the wound he left on you.

The memory of Ohma's embarrassed and shy face replayed in your head. Hold on, why was he so embarrassed? Could it be he's new or it was his first time kissing? But the two of you made out back in your hotel room before as well. He wasn't completely sober during that time either though. He drank as well.

Fuck.

Now you got in a situationship. Or maybe a friend with benefits? What was to become of you and Ohma's relationship now?

Your thoughts were interrupted with a woman's loud voice.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we apologize for the wait!" She began.

"Ohma, wake up. The fight will start soon." You said. He opened his eyes but didn't lift his head from resting on your shoulder. You made him get off anyway because his head was heav.

She introduced the fighters, Raian Kure and Mokichi Robinson. Raian Kure was one of Karura's relatives. His ominous vibes made you feel uneasy. He entered the arena covered in blood. You got goosebumps wondering who's blood it was.

You watched the fight go on. It was intense and the two of them were clearly on incredible levels of mastery.

Suddenly, he got up from the ground after being body slammed. He transformed and turned purple which reminded you of Ohma's technique that made him turn red.

"O-Ohma! Look!" You shook his arm and pointed. "It's just like yours!" You said. He disagreed.

"No, it's not similar to mine. Mine just makes me faster, his has a different kind of technique to it." He stated. You didn't get it.

"Hmm...eitherway it's really bizzare. It's incredible."

You watched the fight go on, furthering the reveal of Raian's power and cruelty. You knew his little sister was watching since your seats were at an angle where you could see her cheering for him.

As the one-sided fight went on, your heart felt heavy. He was beating Mokichi Robinson up mercilessly like a monster. You felt incredible remorse for him.

Your eyes began to tear up, your face wore a sad expression. You covered your frown with your hands. In these fights you were always non-biased and stayed neutral, but in this display of dominance you couldn't help but cheer for Robinson.

Robinson was defeated, Raian cackled villianously. You let out a heavy sigh. The crowd was shocked. All of you fell quiet, even the announcer.

You stood up to leave.

"Y/N, where are you going?" Kazuo asked."I need a smoke." You replied.

You knew where the smoking room was, so you didn't need Ohma to guide you there but he followed you anyway.

"Are you okay?" He asked."Yeah. I just felt bad." You replied.

A presence unknown and hidden peeked from a corner, watching the both of you.

"Ahhh...Ohma." Kiryu Setsuna moaned. "Why must you stick around that disgusting woman? You and I are meant to be. It's you who's supposed to kill me or otherwise die by my hand!" He angrily muttered.

"I can't have her interfering with us. She must die."

A door creaked open.

It was only you and Ohma in the smoking room. You sat down and lit up a cigarette.You smoked your cig in silence as Ohma simply sat next to you.

He motioned to grab your arm for a quick smoke from your cig.

"Ohma, what are we?" You asked. He accidentally inhaled smoke and began coughing. You got surprised.

"O-Ohma!!! Are you okay?!" You panicked."Y-Yes. Your question caught me off guard." He coughed before sighing. He pushed your cgarette that you held on to his lips again as he smoked from it. He blew it out.

"You're my wife, F/N L/N." He said. You chuckled."Put our dumb fake marriage aside! What are we really?" He looked at you.

"Whatever you want us to be." He bluntly replied. You sighed."But what if I don't know." You muttered. Ohma heard you."We don't need to be anything then.""I wish it were as simple as that." You said, smoking from your cigarette.

"Ohma, have you had a girlfriend before?" You asked."No. I have never been interested in women." He replied. You figured so.

"But you've had your first kiss, yes?""Yes. It was with you back when you were drunk in your hotel room."

You choked. It had now been you who inhaled smoked.

"Wh- *cough* What?! *cough*""What? I'm not lying. Why would I lie.""No, I- *cough* believe you! It was just a complete shock!"

You took a short breather. You looked down at your shoes. Your cheeks were red.

"Then, that means I was your f-first kiss!" You blushed."Is that a big deal?" He asked in confusion."I mean, it depends on the person...""Am I a bad kisser?" Ohma asked."I mean, I wouldn't say you are. But it's clear you're an amateur." You replied."Then-" He began.

He inched closer to you.

"Can you teach me? I want lessons everyday." He asked genuinely. He probably didn't think of how that sounded but you were just about to explode. Steam was coming out of your ears and head.

"D-Don't say that!" You stuttered. He got even closer."Say what?""T-That..."

You were squinting, getting ready for a kiss until you felt his hand slyly sliding up your shirt. Your eyes widened.

On instinct, you punched him and he flew to the other side of the room. You realized what you did.

"O-Oh my god! Sorry, Ohma!" You got up to help him. He coughed. He was sat on the floor while you squatted. Your eyes met.

He smirked. You returned the smile and laughed. You helped him up and you guys sat back down.

"You need to stop hitting me. Especially because my match is up next, you know." He said. You laughed."You touched me so suddenly! It wasn't my fault!" You replied."You did the same to me. I didn't throw you across the other room.""I mean i'd literally die if you threw me across the room. And I don't have abs so there isn't any point in touching me there.""I just want to though." He bargained. You still said no.

"Ohma, we're good friends. But even close friends don't makeout or touch eachother like that." You said."I know.""But i'm not sure if...""I know. It's not a big deal anyway. My fight is soon, let's head back."

He interrupted you and rushed out of the conversation. You noticed this. Maybe he just doesn't think it's neccessary, but to you, it for sure is. You didn't want that kind of relationship with him. Oh god, now you were regretting everything.

Ohma is a precious friend to you. From now on, you swore to maintain and preserve that. You would supress your urges and stay friends. No more, no less. You clutched your fist in determination.

"Are you coming?" He asked. You nodded and you followed him out so he could get ready for his upcoming match.

The two of you walked to the room where he was to get ready. He held the door open as you entered and he did so after you. You were greeted by Ms. Akiyama and Kazuo. You greeted eachother.

"Ohma, I have a gift for you!" Kazuo said."Huh? What is it?" He asked.

Turns out, Kazuo had given him new fighting shorts. Ohma seemed to like it.

"It looks good on you." Kaede Akiyama complimented."Looking sharp, Ohma!!!" Kazuo said too. You were the only one who was silent and had your back turned to face him.

Your fists beside you were clenched. Your cheeks your red.

"He looks so goddamn hot!" You thought. You squealed inside your head.

You held your breath and turned around. You gave him an awkward thumbs up. He looked rather disappointed.

After a little bit, he walked over to you. You tried to ignore him until he pulled you closer to him by the waist. Kazuo and Kaede noticed, blushing like middleschool girls watching a romance show for the first time.

You felt your cheeks get hot as you trird to push him away. You felt his hard abs on your palm.

"Do these look good on me?""I-I wouldn't know."

He motioned to kiss you but one of the staff came in the room. Thank god.

"O-Oh my. My apologies." The female worker apologized. You finally pushed him off you.

"No, no! No need!" You replied.

"I just came here to say that Mr. Ohma Tokita need to head out now for his fight." She said. All of you nodded and thanked her before she left.

The four of you began to head out. The chairman's daughter introduced Ohma to the audience.

He was going out until you grabbed wrist and stopped him last minute.

"Goodluck, Ohma." You said to him."I don't need it." He replied.

You both smiled.

He appeared in the arena. The crowd roared. You were both nervous yet excited. Mostly nervous though.

It was now his opponent's turn to be introduced. You listened intently and paid attention.

"Inabaaaaa Ryoooo!!!!!" She yelled. Flames errupted and boomed as the fighter emerged from the smoke, on all fours?!

He crawled like a cockroach or something. He had extremely long black hair and eyes opened very widely.

This was going to be Ohma's opponent. You believed that Ohma was the strongest like he says so, but you couldn't help but feel nervous. The crawling guy was creepy. You got sudden goosebumps on your skin from his vibes.

You clasped your hands together and silently wished for Ohma to win unharmed.

The referee blew his whistle and the fight began.