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"Kaizo."
"Ramen."
Kaizo's lips were dry as the name slipped. He froze, a bit betrayed upon his interruptive entrance. Four awful seconds have been wasted with an awkward stare match.
Kaizo abruptly tore his eyes away from the eccentric Tempur-A soldier. He continues to swing his sword at the remaining pirates before retreating Southward.
Even though they are quite occupied at the moment, Ramen could sense Kaizo's intentions to avoid him. Just as he had expected from the young captain.
Ramen effortlessly fought a handful of pirates but his eyes never tore away from Kaizo from the moment he spotted him on the battle field.
The smug on his face grew wider as he hovers closer and closer around Kaizo, purposely killing the distance between them to the Captain's annoyance.
Before he knew it the blond ghostly leans against his back.
Kaizo's neck went warm as their shoulders briefly touched and Ramen could hear his laboured breaths. If only he knew how the raven's already frenzied heartbeat spiked in his chest.
Realising they are getting too close, Kaizo attempted to move an inch away to his front but Ramen whispers a 'Don't' in direction of Kaizo's ears like he had anticipated his actions.
"Don't you do anything stupid,"
Kaizo bites back by bringing his sword in direction of Ramens's neck.
For a couple of second they steadily let themselves being ambushed.
Both anticipating an attack as they awaits the last squadron of pirates to come forth.
Kaizo eased the grip of his sword while Ramen with his baton. Then as if in sync they both lifted their weapons together, charged to their front and swung hard as they watch enemies being blown by impact.
Within a second the bodies fell down with a sequence of thuds, but they knew the battle isn't over yet.
Moreover, the fact that Admiral Tarung hadn't return has starting to raise concerns.
They remain unmoved from their close-to-each-other positions, chests visibly heaving.
Kaizo shut his eyes as he breathed in and released a long breathe. Ramen smiles because Kaizo absent mindedly leans on him first.
The heat rises with the distance between their backs completely closed. He tilted his head back and leans deeper, feeling the warm comfort of the other's clothed back. A different feeling from his suited one.
Kaizo's eyes snapped open from the gesture.
His face reddens from embarrassment and exhaustion as he becomes aware of their physical state, but Kaizo did not chose to fight back.
He didn't want to for the moment.
Instead, he stood calm against him and listened to the rythm of their breaths gradually becomes organized.
Their smiles aren't visible to each other but they are satisfied.