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Chapter List
- 1-Torture Devices & Guide Lines
- 2-Hide & Seek; Firstmate
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[A/N: I do not own any of the characters of the Shall We Date? Destiny Ninja Otome Date Simulates. I do own the MC that is used in this story.]

He stalked down the short hall to his chamber. He was livid and wanted to murder his acquired baggage. Last night after he had set his guidelines, there had been a small fight. Of which she had won by blatantly ignoring him and what he told her. Instead, telling him that she would be fine and would sleep on the floor. Before going to the only trunk she had brought with her and pulled out an overly large men's shirt, pillow and blanket.

The moment she had started to undo the laces of her blouse he had just leaned back and watched. Figuring she had some pride and modesty. But one thing Mizuki had not factored in was how stubborn she really was. She met his gaze as she finished releasing the laces, only to grasp the edge of one arm and began to pull it with deliberate slowness down her arm. Exposing herself more and more, before he finally dropped his eyes and turned away.

So, it was safe to say that he had not slept hardly the night before, putting him in the horrendous mood he was in. And now after hearing from his First Mate that she had locked him out of the cabin and was refusing to listen to any type of reason. All because Hattori has refused to take her to the hold to tend to her horse. Mizuki was being pulled away from his duties on deck.

When he reached his door, Mizuki didn't even knock, he pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the damn door. Kicking it in for good measure. The resounding bang of the door hitting the wall as he marched in. A scathing remark on the tip of his tongue only to find the room to appear empty. Which had him stiffening. This was not right, his door had been shut and locked.

Stepping in, he made short work of looking in all the available and possible places for the damned girl to hide. Only to find that she was nowhere to be found. Causing him to feel his eye twitch. Slowly, he turned to look at his first mate. Who had his blue eyes wide open. It was not often he was angered like this. And it was not easily achieved either.

"Get two others and scour this ship stem to stern. Top to bottom. Because if I find her, I am liable to strangle that wench to death," he hissed.

000

The sound of many footsteps hurrying through the halls had her lifting her head. A frown marring her face as she blinked sleep from her eyes. She was still angry from earlier. Shifting her body, she stood up and moved to another spot as the sound of those footsteps approached where she was hiding. It wouldn't do her any good to get caught now. And she would need another place to hide.

Her mind going through plausible places to sequester herself, she felt a smile curl her lips as the perfect place came to mind. The most obvious, yet most unobvious place they'd look. Ducking down and literally crawling along the floor behind the bags of goods, Tsukikage inched her way to the entrance to the storage hold. Waiting with baited breath until they moved away from where she was hiding to go deeper into the room. Towards where Kurodayu was stored. Only the gods could help them if they thought to look in his stall for her.

Sucking in a deep breath of air, she darted out of the hold and back towards the upper decks. She needed to do this quickly. In hopes that she wasn't spotted. Each step was placed carefully, making her glad that Shizuka taught her well how to move, breath, and be one with the shadows after mother passed. It had helped her get to where she was at now. Not that she didn't have some qualms about it. Especially after last night. She was sure her heart would have exploded if the Captain had not looked away she would have caved.

The sound of more feet had her pressing her body tighter to the wall, crouching down to use the nearest object as a barrier. Her breath catching in her throat when one of the crew slowed but didn't stop as he scanned around for her. The moment they left she pushed away from the wall and ran quietly down the hall and up the stairs. There was no one in the hall and from what she could tell via listening that everyone was either up on the main deck, or down below or elsewhere looking for her.

Still, she remained cautious until she reached her destination. Placing a hand on it, she paused as the sound of something shuffling in the room caught her attention. Hissing under her breath, she retracted her hand and looked around. Her ears picking up the sound of someone coming down from the top deck. Biting back a curse, she darted to the next door down, pausing to press her ear to it for sound, before jerking it open and slipping in.

Once the door was shut, she looked around before feeling the urge to laugh hysterically. This was what she got for not thinking. But it still would be a good place to stay and hide. No one would ever think to look for her in this room. With a sigh she pushed herself away from the door and walked over to the single-wide bunk, her hands going to the ties of her skirt and releasing them. The moment the skirt had dropped to her feet, she stepped out of it and plopped onto the bunk. The dress shirt she wore now falling to her hips as she lay down, almost immediately falling asleep.

000

He didn't know what to think, or really do. The damn girl had given them all a run for their money. And here she was, asleep, curled into the fetal position and had no care in the world. With a sigh, he backed away from the door and walked to his captain's, right next to his. With a sharp single rap, he waited until he heard a gruff, angry enter. Opening the door, he stood there and looked at his Captain. The man looked ready to kill, making him rethink mentioning he'd found the girl.

"Hattori?"

Closing his eyes, he motioned for his Captain to follow him. Turning he walked the few short feet to his room and quietly opened the door. Only to be shoved aside roughly. He just watched as the emotions flickered rapidly across the man's face. Because he had to admit if he was in the man's shoes then yes, he was sure that he'd be just as emotional. Because he had to admit if he was in that position he was sure he'd not be handling it as well.

Though as far as he was concerned, he would imprint the image of the girl curled up on his bed, sleeping like a princess in nothing but an overly large dress blouse that had ridden high on her body, showing off perfect pale skin and the racy, harlot-like panties she was wearing underneath.

"I will allow you to collect her. I will go inform everyone that she had been found. Of course, I will use discretion and not say where and how," he said.

Not waiting for an answer, Hattori walked past his Captain who was already moving further into his room to gather the girl up. He just wished her luck. Because he could respect her for that strong will that she showed. Considering he knew she was intelligent enough to know the consequences of her actions. And he wanted to be nowhere near when she woke up. Mizuki was a fair man and fair captain. But he literally what he named his crew when pissed off, A dragon.

TBC

8th Day: 7/18/18
Apocalypse: E.N.D. :
Devil in the deal:
Diabolik Miko Diaries:
Down the Rabbit Hole:
Fallen Star:
Feast of Flesh:
Fighting for Enlightenment:
Forbidden Fruit:
His Brother; Blood & Magic:
How it Should Be: 7/15/18
Juxtaposition: 7/13/18
Life in the Seireitei Squad 11: 7/18/18
Obsession: 7/18/18
Past, Present, & Future:
Predation:
Red String of Fate:
Science of Love:
Silver Memories:
So in Love with Two:
SPACE:
The Choices We Make:
The Taste of a Rose:
Tolerably, Intolerable:
Twisted Fate:
We All Fall Down:
Zero to Gundam:
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