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Bitter Sweet	By : Mina-chan95 Category: +S through Z > Togainu no Chi Views: 179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own Togainu no Chi.

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A/N(from 2022-12-06): Alright, it seems that instead of planned smut, it turned out as turned out to be.
Tho, personally, it was some emotional roller-coaster...
And sorry for taking so long - -'''
You know, the current job is slowly killing me, however, I do my best that it won't affect my writing.
That's why, I'm grateful for your patience and support!❤
And as always,
Enjoy!~
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After entering the interrogation room, Shiki locks the door from the inside, and his subordinate already knows what he needs to do.
When Akira removes his uniform jacket and gives it to the commander, he walks to the wall and waits while preparing himself for the punishment.
Yet, one thing is to deliver anyone the punishment they deserved, while another is being a prisoner. Although, he is not afraid or will beg for mercy like his victims. If this is what the commander wants, he has to accept it. Or so the secretary convinces himself as he kneels and gives one hand to Shiki.
Even if Akira is restrained by the chains, he keeps his faithful eyes on the supreme ruler.
However, he is caught off guard when Shiki removes his tie and blindfolds him while asking ‘‘Sir, is this necessary?’’.
Instead of answering, the dark-haired man asks ‘‘Have you ever been left in the uncertainty of what happens to you next? Or the feeling of what you should do when you cannot see what is happening behind your back?’’. And thus, with these words, he leaves the room.
Meanwhile, Akira patiently waits for his return. Yet, no matter how much time passes, there are no signs that the commander will return soon.
At this point, he focuses all his senses on hearing while hoping he’ll catch even the slightest noise from outside. Although, the only sounds that keep him company are his own breathing, his cloth rustling, or the moving chains.
Suddenly, the creaking metal door alerts him. Yet, soon enough, he recognizes to whom belong the footsteps.
Even when the blue-eyed secretary calls the commander, he doesn’t receive any response. On the other hand, he can sense that Shiki is close to him.
As Akira’s chin is roughly held, he asks “...Sir?”.
Once again, no reply, not a single word. Yet, he can sense the commander’s gaze on him, even if he cannot tell whether it is a disappointed, mad, or upset look.
After Shiki removes his hand from his subordinate, the secretary can only hear further steps and how he unwraps something.
Suddenly, the secretary gasps as he feels an instant burning slash across his chest. Before he says anything else, he hears another cracking noise and how the whip stings his body.
Strike after strike, the silver-haired man’s body aches from the constant burning pain and the feeling of how warm blood runs against his skin. Soon enough, even his remains of clothes soak in the crimson liquid and stick to his skin.
Despite that, he swallows his pride and refuses cowardly beg for mercy or to stop.
Yet, the military secretary realizes that something is off.
As someone who is taught by the supreme ruler how to crack a whip and inflict most of the damage and deadly accuracy, Akira can sense Shiki refuses to unleash the bullwhip’s full potential.
After all, such a heavy whip made from sturdy leather can separate flesh from bones. Therefore, this whip should have torn his skin as paper.
However, there is also another possibility. Perhaps Shiki uses a light whip, which barely scratches.
Why should the commander go easy on him? It doesn’t matter whether or not he is a personal secretary. Because anyone who opposes the commander must be judged and punished for what they have done. More importantly, such words as an exception should not exist. Or so Akira believes.
Just as the blindfold around the silver-haired man’s eyes loosens, he is shocked to notice that Shiki is holding back from using the full power of the bullwhip.
In the end, the supreme ruler lowers the whip and closes his eyes ‘‘You finally had enough of it.’’.
After a brief pause, he opens his eyes and continues while fixating his gaze on his tortured subordinate ‘‘Have you been counting how many strikes you received? …I thought so. However, this is as many as you got these letters. Now you also finally understand what it feels when you were dealing with all this behind my back.’’. Lastly, he adds ‘‘Fine. You are dismissed.’’.
Meanwhile, Akira lowers his head when he hears such words. Even when Shiki approaches him, he accepts the fact that as soon as he’ll be released from the chains and is left alone to lick his wounds.
Perhaps, the commander might be kind enough to return his jacket. At least he would wrap it around his shoulders and stay here for a while before he can walk to the nurse’s office. Of course, it won’t be surprising if Shiki fires him because of how he behaved. Or so Akira convinces himself.
However, the commander’s voice returned him to this world ‘‘Lift your head. Or do you want to stay here?’’.
Even if his subordinate keeps his head hung, Shiki only kneels in front of him and sighs while undoing the chains from one hand and another.
Instead of harshly hitting the ground, Akira widens his eyes as he is caught in the Shiki’s arms and pulled into a hug.
At first, the poor secretary attempts to push him away and not dirty the commander’s uniform with his blood.
Yet, the dark-haired man refuses to let him go and pulls into a tighter hug.
For now, all Akira can do is shakily speak up in a dumbfounded tone while ignoring his aching body ‘‘Co… commander?’’. He genially cannot understand such an unexpected gesture from the supreme ruler. Lastly, he closes his eyes and exhales.
Finally, he realizes maybe Shiki didn’t want to do this, yet he had no other choice.
What if he has driven the commander insane by unintentionally turning his back on him by stubbornly refusing to rely on him? Maybe if he told about his harassment since day one, he would have ended up with only Shiki executing this person and not stressing himself.
What if the commander misunderstood Akira’s intentions to solve such a minor problem on his own, without ruining Shiki’s reputation by how he cannot handle anything? Or could it be that even someone like the military tyrant himself was simply concerned about his subordinate’s well-being and wanted to rely on him no matter how small or big is the problem?
For now, the blue-eyed secretary smiles and thinks to himself ‘‘If this is what you were trying to say all this time?’’. Lastly, when he closes his eyes, he wraps his arms around Shiki ‘‘…You are too kind, sir.’’. Yet, he keeps silent these three simple but most difficult-to-say words.
After all, Akira is afraid to ruin such a moment by how he refers to unnecessary words. Instead, he decides his actions should speak louder than any words.
No matter how much the blue-eyed secretary politely insisted that he can walk, his shaky standing ended up in failure. And thus, Shiki carries him like a wounded princess to the nurse’s office.
Of course, the least worrying thing for Akira is if anyone notices how he is carried in such a manner and makes the commander look like he returned from the massacre. Yet, he is more concerned that he is giving Shiki unnecessary trouble and would only exhaust him.
After a while, they reach the destination place, and the door is unlocked.
As the dark-haired man lays down his subordinate on the procedure bed, Akira addresses him “It’s okay, sir. I can wait here until the nurse comes.”.
When the secretary expects Shiki to leave, he notices that he locks the door from the inside and hangs his uniform jacket. More so, he rolls up his sleeves.
Did the commander plan to bring him here to relieve his needs? Or so Akira wonders while he gives a slightly irritated look.
Yet, he is not that afraid that his wounds will get worse. He is concerned that his pathetic face and whining will disappoint Shiki.
As the commander sits close to him and leans to his neck, the secretary turns his head “I don’t want to ruin your mood, sir. However, can it wait for another time?”.
“What? If I don’t clean it, it will get infected.” Or so Shiki replies.
Before Akira says anything, he widens his eyes as the commander pins his hands with one hand while the other tears his shirt. Lastly, he closes his eyes when Shiki licks his neck.
However, the secretary is surprised that even someone like the merciless military tyrant would kiss him in whatever place his tongue traces.
More so, as soon as Shiki’s tongue reaches his fresh wounds, all Akira can do is turn his head away while trying to surpass these silent groans.
Suddenly, the secretary opens his eyes as his hands are released, and how the same hand that held his wrists now sinks into his hair.
Even if he is confused by such a commander’s unusual behavior, he allows him to do as he pleases.
At this point, the secretary even feels like being groomed and cleaned by the giant feline.
Nevertheless, he doesn’t mind the pain when his injuries all over his upper body are touched. Besides, it almost gives a weird ticklish sensation mixed with pain. And without realizing it, Akira’s hand reaches to touch Shiki’s hair.
Yet, the secretary gets alerted when the commander freezes at the same point and understands he did something wrong.
Despite that, when Shiki lifts his head and their eyes meet, Akira feels his heart skips a beat.
Instead of seeing the irritated commander, Akira is bewildered by how Shiki gives him a delighted look and lets out purring-like noises.
In the end, Shiki gracefully leaves his subordinate’s side and orders him to remove his shirt and pants while he needs to wash his hands and look up something in the drawers.
Meanwhile, the secretary doesn’t question such a decision and does what he needs to.
After Shiki returns caring a bunch of medical bandages, clothing, and alcohol spray, he asks his subordinate to sit for a better examination of his wounds.
Suddenly, Akira gasps as the burning pain spread through his chest when the alcohol reaches his wounds. Yet, he turns his head away and deeply breathes while the commander sprays the medical alcohol on his wounds.
As the alcohol runs down his skin and washes down the light red blood, the secretary can feel how a tiny piece of clothing gently taps against his injuries and rubbing around the healthy spots.
It isn’t a pleasant procedure, but Akira reminds himself that he has to endure for a bit longer and not embarrass himself in front of Shiki.
He doesn’t know why instead of leaving the wound treatment to the medical staff, the supreme ruler treats him. After all, it’s not the obligation or responsibility of the most powerful man in the country to aid his subordinates. If anything, someone like Shiki should discard and replace anyone who is not suitable to serve him.
Although, instead of further wondering why the commander keeps spoiling him, the military secretary only silently exhales while reminding himself that he should think about how to repay for such kindness and mercy.
Suddenly, a dark-haired man’s brief command makes Akira face him ‘‘Lift your arms.’’.
With no second thought, the blue-eyed secretary follows the orders while Shiki covers his wounds on the chest and waist with several large medical clothing.
After this task, the crimson-eyed man quickly picks the snow-white medical bandage into his hand and wraps it around his subordinate’s upper body while addressing him ‘‘Don’t lower them yet.’’.
Even if the commander asks Akira to do this, his arms feel exhausted and tremble from being in such a position for too long. Nevertheless, he endures it and patiently waits until another command comes.
When Shiki finishes wrapping the bandage and ties a knot, he lifts his gaze ‘‘Fine. You can relax and lower one arm. However, I’ll need another one.’’.
After the secretary gives him his arm, Shiki carefully holds it by the wrist while studying his left injuries. Fortunately, these are scratches compared to the upper body area, but they still need attention.
When he takes the bottle of alcohol spray, he cleans his subordinate’s arm up to the upper arm. Even if he can sense how Akira’s hand twitches when alcohol washes his wounded skin, he remains silent and continues taking care of his personal secretary.
After a while, the commander covers the cleaned limb with the medical clothing and wraps it with the bandage, he repeats the same procedure with the other arm.
When he finishes with the upper body, Shiki asks Akira to lie on his back and bend his legs.
Of course, the secretary doesn’t question the supreme ruler, but he is surprised at how Shiki sits next to him and places his legs on his lap.
‘‘What is it? If you struggle, your wounds will open, and I need to do it again.’’ Or so the commander remarks as he lifts his subordinate’s leg and inspects it.
Fortunately, only the thighs are injured. Nevertheless, Shiki cracks a smile as he observes how Akira turns his head and tries to remain as calm as possible. Lastly, he treats his secretary’s legs.
Some time passes. After taking care of Akira and helping him to put on his uniform jacket and pants, Shiki is about to place his arms around his subordinate and carry him, but he hears a polite objection ‘‘Please, excuse me, sir. I’m grateful for your concern, but I can walk on my own now.’’.
‘‘What are you talking about? You are a patient, and you need to rest.’’ Or so the supreme ruler backfires. As Shiki takes Akira into his arms, he adds ‘‘Until you recover, you are dismissed from your duties. That’s an order. Understand?’’.
After lowering his gaze, the secretary replies ‘‘Yes.’’. No matter how much he wants to object to this order but realizes that, perhaps, it is Shiki’s way of showing his concern and care. If that is the case, Akira has to do his best to get well as soon as possible until he can assist and take care of the commander.
It is already late evening. After returning to the mansion, Akira expected that for today he can call it a day and rest before tomorrow.
However, he doesn’t realize that the commander has other plans for him tonight.
That’s right, the military secretary already can sense that something is off when Shiki suggested he’ll wait for him in the bathroom. Nevertheless, he believes that there is an important reason for this.
Lastly, after swallowing the saliva and fixing his pajama, he knocks on the door and asks for permission to enter inside.
The secretary widens his eyes for a moment after noticing the supreme ruler chilling in the spacious bathtub. More so, he straightens his back when the commander looks at his side.
Despite that, Akira tries to remain as formal as possible ‘‘Sorry for making you wait. However, did I interrupt you, sir? Or do you prefer for me to wait outside?’’.
As Shiki leans on the bathtub, he brushes his hair ‘‘Why do you think I called you? Come here.’’.
Perhaps, the commander just wanted him to wash his back. If so, the only issue might be not wetting the bandage on his arms. Or so the silver-haired secretary wonders. But for now, he briefly answers as he approaches the dark-haired man ‘‘Y-yes…’’.
However, once he gets close enough, he hears another demand ‘‘You are weird fellow for washing yourself while fully clothed… Undress.’’.
Even if Akira is slightly concerned that both of them won’t fit, he follows the orders as usual. Lastly, when he carefully unwraps the medical bandage, he removes the last piece of clothing.
After carefully sitting in the bathtub, he only gives a questioning look to Shiki while hugging his knees.
Certainly, this gaze amuses the commander. Yet, instead of wasting more time, he leans closer to his subordinate ‘‘What is it with you? Show me your hand.’’.
With no hesitation, Akira extends his hand toward Shiki.
Even so, one thing when the commander studies this injured limb, and another one is when these crimson eyes move up to his chest.
The secretary softens his gaze when Shiki concentrates his gaze on the wounds and gently strokes the held arm.
However, he suddenly widens his eyes as he gets pulled closer to the dark-haired man.
“What is the meaning of this, sir?” Or so Akira speaks up when his back is pressed against Shiki’s chest. Yet, he still attempts to escape from the big cat’s grasp.
Meanwhile, Shiki replies as a delightful feline while observing his struggling subordinate “Have you forgotten? You are a patient. Therefore, you need to be treated as one.”.
Just when the secretary is about to object, he gasps at how a wet sponge rubs across his abs and chest. At first, he attempts to brush away the same hand that cleans him. However, he realizes it is a useless struggle and that the commander will act as he wants.
While Shiki cleans his subordinate, he hears a polite objection “I’m sorry, but you don’t have to do this. I can handle it well on my own.”.
Instead of wasting time arguing, he closes his eyes and gives another brief command ‘‘Bend forward. Right now, your main task is to recover. Understand?’’.
While the secretary only nods “Yes...”. Lastly, he ends up being pampered with attention.
Even if Akira feels spoiled for no good reason, he secretly admits that being under someone’s care is rather enjoyable. More so, he is pleasantly surprised at how the commander knows when and where to rub stronger and avoid using any pressure on the wounds.
Whether it is another whim of the supreme ruler or not, it doesn’t matter. As long as it is something that Shiki enjoys doing, that all matters for the secretary.
More importantly, Akira feels that, perhaps, it’s alright to relax and leave everything in the commander’s hands. But for now, he closes his eyes and lowers his guard.
Some time passed. Even after leaving the bath and putting on the pajama, the secretary cannot escape from the big feline who keeps taking care of him. Even such a simple task as drying hair with a fluffy, soft towel is done by Shiki.
Meanwhile, all Akira can do is accept that until his wounds are healed, the commander might behave like this and it will be a part of his temporally routine.
However, the military secretary is determined not to give up Shiki, and he’ll prove that he can serve well with and with no injuries to the commander.
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