Eternal Melody

YUHI

The past few days felt like they were on repeat. Every single night Sumire would sneak away to drink Mashima's blood. Every night he would pretend to sleep and toss and turn in the bed after she left attempting to sleep but ending up following her. Each time he watched Sumire drink from Mashima, the more agitated he grew. His flames which he has long gotten under control started to act up again.

'My powers and my emotions are linked. I suppose that's another thing I share in common with her.'

It makes sense, the last few years, he has never truly gotten angry. His emotions have been stagnant.

"So, you were watching last night." Toh trailed off. "No, you've been watching every night."

Yuhi exhaled deeply. "Yet you continued?"

"Had you told us to stop and not snuck around. I would have."

Yuhi didn't say anything to that.

"You should tell her that you know."

Yuhi cringed. "That makes it sound like you two did something and I'm calling her out."

A complicated look flashed through Toh's face. "You know Terashima, I mentioned this in your counselling session too. But, you need to release your anger. It's not good for you to bottle all your emotions."

"Can't you see why I'm holding back? I don't want to trouble her." Yuhi snapped.

This entire time he has been holding his anger back, but he can't take it anymore.

Mashima however remained calm. "See, you can get angry. Then do so, if you have something you want to say to Sumire. You ought to tell her directly instead of behaving like a child."

Yuhi didn't say another word and stormed off. 'I was supposed to make Sumire a meal but it will have to wait If he touches anything now, he will most-likely burst it into flames.

He-renters the room, surprised to see Sumire there. He intended to take the food to the deck where she had been practicing the past few days. Sumire was in the middle of changing.

It seemed she only just started since her shirt and stockings were on the ground. He admires her for a few minutes.

"My dear?" Sumire said, finally noticing him.

"Hey my love, life and soul." Yuhi trailed off and said in a flirtatious tone. "I like what I'm seeing right now."

Sumire rolled her eyes. "I hope it's more than like."

"I love seeing your skin."

Sumire points to her bra strap. "Untie it? I'll be staying in the room till nightfall, so I won't be walking out."

Yuhi nodded and moved to quickly unfasten the strap. The moment it slipped on the ground, Sumire turned around. Yuhi felt his cheeks redden and his heart beat increase. She is stunning, every single part of her.

"You seem strange." Sumire tilted her head and then she bit him, hard.

Good gods, she should have at least put on a shirt before drinking from him. Now not only is she pressing against him, but she is doing so naked. If he tears apart that skirt she is wearing, there will be nothing left but her underwear.

It's easy to get in the mood when Sumire starts things. Normally, it's enough for him to see her like this to calm him down. But, his anger won't vanish. The flames feel like it will tear his entire body apart.

"I can't see, are you blocking?" Sumire said.

"Of course not."

Lie, another lie.

'I don't want to lie to her, I don't want to be that person. I don't want to be like the people who hurt her. But, how can I possibly explain these emotions? How can I explain them without hurting her?'

Yuhi stopped her from drinking and simply pulled her into his arms.

"I get it, you're upset because we didn't cuddle. Don't worry dearest, you can have me all to yourself now." Sumire trailed off. "You have permission my dear to do more."

Yuhi shakes his head and kisses her forehead and intertwines their hands. "You've been practicing using your ability haven't you?"

While Sumire has been doing that, he has been using the private area to practice making potions. Quite some time has passed since he last did anything like it, so he was still rusty. But, after a few days he slowly started to get the hang of it again.

"I have." Sumire sighs. "The blood ability and my flames come so naturally to me. But, when I use the darkness, it fluctuates."

"Should I help you practice? I will have some time to spare soon. Rather, practicing on your own is too dangerous."

Sumire paused. "I haven't been alone."

It takes him a moment to realize the meaning behind her words.

"Mashima has been with you?"

Sumire nodded. "Just in case I lose control when I use the darkness, he would speak into my mind and calm me down."

Right, he almost forgot Mashima has mind abilities. It makes sense, it does. But, just thinking about how they have been spending all this time without his knowledge.

"I did leave you a note when he started to join in, and even asked if you wanted to come. But you didn't reply."

A note? Note. Yuhi thinks back and recalls accidentally burning a few things. He did see the folded note with his name on it and put it aside so he could read it once he finished. He knew it was from her. Although they haven't been spending much time together, they have been leaving each other little love notes.

Sumire caressed his cheek. "You should have finished with the potions now right? You can join us next time. I really want to test a theory of mine."

Yuhi leaned his face into her palm, enjoying the feeling of her hands on his face. "What theory? Whatever it is, I am sure it's correct."

Sumire giggled. "I'm not always right, you know?"

"You could have fooled me."

"My husband, what are you doing?"

At some point his hands found its way to her breasts. "Giving you a massage."

Sumire laughs nervously. "If you wanted to do something intimate, all you had to do was say so."

'I didn't intend to, because I am afraid that my flames will burn her.' That's why he limited it to brief touches when she drank his blood. But, it seems like she is okay, despite being touched by him. Yuhi carefully lays Sumire onto the bed, and hovers on top of her.

Sumire giggled. "What are we going to do my dear?"

He wants to continue treating her preciously.