The Devil Has My Heart

Chapter 9 - Get Ready

"Akira? Akira, baby. Wake up. It's time to get ready for the first round of fights. Ladies first, remember?" Jason stroked Akira's hair gently, whispering in her ear. "Come on, sweetheart. Get up." He smacks her butt and throws the blanket over her head. 

"Stop Jason." she says with a low, groggy morning voice. "I didn't get much sleep last night thanks to a certain man who can't control his s****l appetite." She sits up and rubs her eyes. Jason chuckles as he climbs onto the bed and lays his head in her lap.

"Sorry, beautiful. You know how hard it is for me to stop once you get my started. Besides, it isn't my fault you're so f*****g hot." He kisses her hand, then gets back up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna hop in the shower, ALONE." she emphasized. He chuckled again and rolled his eyes.

Akira rolls out of bed and makes her way to the bathroom. Already naked from the previous night's festivities, she turns on the shower and gets inside. "Babe, you want me to lay your clothes out for you?" Jason yells from the bedroom. 

"Pink, white and black crop top, white and pink leggings, black and pink sneakers, please. Thanks love." Akira finished up her shower and returned to the bedroom wrapped in a towel. The smell of coffee lured her to the small table where Jason sat. 

He hands her a mug of her favorite iced coffee and she sits down, putting her feet in his lap. "So you ready for today, babe? Round one." Jason inquires as he begins rubbing her feet.  "Yeah, I'm ready, I guess. Although I am feeling a little lightheaded this morning." Akira sighed.

"What's been going on with you recently? First the stomach ache at the arena the other day, now you're feeling lightheaded? Maybe you should see the medic before your first fight." Akira shrugged her shoulders and stood up, placing her cup down onto the table. 

"Yeah I suppose I could. But it's probably just my subconscious nerves getting to me though. I am sure I'll be fine once I get out there and start whooping some ass. I really hope I get to fight that b***h Trinity first. I would love nothing more than to put my fist in her face." Akira dropped the towel and slipped on her underwear.

"Try not to kill her, alright?" Akira laughed as Jason went to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for his first round of fights. "So how are you feeling this morning, baby?" Akira yelled to him as she stepping into the bathroom to fix her hair. 

"I've never felt better, actually. I just want to get these trials over with so we can get down to the real fun." Jason peeked over the shower door at Akira and she shook her head. "You are the favorite to win. At least that's what f*******: says." Akira says as she brushes her curly hair back into a slick ponytail.

"Yeah, I saw that. I don't like to brag, you know that. But I have to win this one, babe. You know why." He gives her a knowing look as he steps out of the shower. She hands him a towel and sighs. "Baby, I really wish you would let that go. I know why you hate your father, but you can't live your life with so much hate forever. It's not healthy." 

Jason snatched the towel and huffed as he stormed out of the bathroom. "You just don't get it." 

"No, I do get it. I know why you hate him. He was a shitty father who was shitty to your mother. But you have no actual proof that he-"

"I got all the proof I need. I thought you were on my side on this, Akira?" Jason eyes grew red as his devil blood began to boil at the thought of his father's existence. He hardly ever yelled at his love, but he was extra sensitive to any conversation that pertained to his parents. 

"First of all, lower your damn voice. Half devil or not, you aren't gonna talk to me like you crazy. And calm down! Your eyes are doing that red glowing thing again. Look Jason, all I meant is that there is no tangible evidence that says that your father actually did it. Yes, he came to her funeral and laughed in your face. He needs the ass kicking of the century for that, but that does not mean he did it. 

I just...I don't want to lose you. You murdering someone...that is something you could never come back from, Jay, and I need you baby. I need you with me. So please, just try to take it easy, for me?" She slid her hands around his sides and laced her fingers together behind his back. She pressed herself against him and stared straight into his blood red eyes. 

He looked down at her, still visibly upset, but not able to stay mad at Akira for very long. His tense body relaxed into her grasp as she placed her head against his chest and listened to his pounding heart beat steady under her touch. 

"I love you, Jason. I just don't want you to do something you can't come back from."

Jason exhaled deeply and placed his chin on the top of her head. The red glow in his eyes receded and he held Akira close to his heart. "I know, KiKi. I know what you are saying. I will let it go, for now. But when I see him, I cannot be sure what I am going to say." 

Akira shook her head in understanding, never moving her head from his chest. "Let's just get ready for these first rounds, okay? We will deal with that when the time comes. Right now, we have other things to think about."

They stood there a moment in their embrace before letting each other go to finish getting ready to leave for the arena. Eddy shows up at their hotel room and they all leave together.

"So, I heard that Trinity chick is supposed to be a shoe in for this tournament. She is pretty badass. Everyone is saying she could be the one to dethrone the winner of the last tournament held by Drake's Dugeon." Eddy looked at Akira, the winner of that tournament, with a sly smile.

"Do you think she can beat me, Eddy?" Akira asked, clearly annoyed by the topic at hand as they walked down the street to the nearby arena. "Well, you are pretty bomb. And you did win that tournament. But she also wasn't in that one. I don't know if she can beat you, but from what I have seen, she will definitely give you a run for your money."

Akira stormed away but not before shooting invisible daggers into Eddy's face. Jason ran to catch up with her. Grabbing her from behind, he kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. 

"Now you know damn well you are the best woman here. No one...absolutely no one is better equipped in mixed martial arts than us. We have trained with the best all over the globe since we were kids. There is no woman on the planet who could beat you. Hell, there aren't any mean who could beat you, except of course me."

He thrusted his pelvis against her backside and bit down on her neck, instantly making her panties wet for him. "Jason, please. Now is not the time. That is unless you want to take me behind that bush over there and eat me out before my first fight." 

She burst into laughter and tried to get away from him as Jason tried to take her up on the offer by pulling her to the nearby bushes. "No, stop it! I was just kidding!" She laughed. "What? You said you wanted me to eat that p***y behind the bush. You know I don't mind if you don't." he said loudly. 

Akira tried to shush him. "Quiet down! Must you be so loud? There are a ton of people out here right now!" She whisper yelled. The street was full of fighters preparing for the first round of fights, starting with the women. "Well I am sure they know we f**k. What else would be do? Knit? I mean, look at you. You're f*****g gorgeous. Who cares who knows that I like to make love to my girlfriend?" Akira blushed and hid her face as Jason started yelling at the top of his lungs.

"I LOVE f*****g MY GIRLFRIEND! SHE IS HOTTER THAN HELL!" Eddy followed behind them, laughing hard at Akira's embarrassment. "I am going to kill you, Jay!" Akira whisper yelled again as she punched him in the arm, then began power walking away from the two friends laughing hysterically.