Akame

“Akame!” she said, gesturing to the short, dark-haired disinterested girl, “You’ll be Tatsumi’s first mentor. I trust that’s alright with you?”

He turned to look at the girl in question, taking note of the long hair that descended to her lower back and her sharp, piercing red eyes. He swallowed hard, the memory of their swords clashing and his near **** still fresh in his mind. Her glowing eyes seemed to look right through him.

“Sure thing boss” She mumbled absentmindedly, “I’ll make sure to test his mantle with the proper training. If it proves to be sub-satisfactory, I shall take the appropriate measures.”

Tatsumi gulped again, briefly concerned as to what that could imply.

“Very well” Najenda stated, clasping her hands together. “In that case, this meeting is adjourned. Tatsumi, you’re training will begin tomorrow.”

***

“Just what kind of training are we doing, exactly?”

Tatsumi was nothing short of confused. It was officially the first day of his training with Night Raid and Akame, having been chosen to spearhead it first, had woken him up early in the morning and dragged him to a small lake not too far from their base.

“That will be made clear in due time.” She spoke quietly, “Have you figured out what your Imperial Arms does yet?”

Tatsumi yawned; he had spent most of the night awake in his room trying to solve that very question. So far, the powers behind his earrings eluded him. “No, not yet.”

He really hoped their training wouldn’t be too taxing; he had gotten poor sleep, a mix of his nightly inquiries and the haunting memories of his dead friends having made sleep escape his grasp. For her part, Akame seemingly ignored him, paying no attention to his exhausted state; almost as though it was to be expected of him to be this tired.

“What exactly are we doing here?” he asked, standing next to the cliff side that overlooked the lake below.

“Today we’ll start by catching fish for dinner” was the reply that came from behind him.

“Huh?” Confused, he turned around just in time to watch as Akame started lifted her black dress over her head in an effort to take it off.

“Wait, what are you doing?!” Startled, he took a step forward, hand reaching out to stop her, when his foot tripped over a small pebble, and he tumbled down in the girl’s direction.

The two collided, sending both of them to the floor in a heap of tangled limbs.

“Oowww” he groaned, shaking his head. He put his hand on something soft and lifted himself up slightly, looking at the girl he had landed on. “Man, that hurt. Sorry Akame, I-“ he paused, a cold shiver passing through his body.

In his effort to get up, he had put his hand squarely on her breast. Involuntarily, his hand squeezed, giving him a good feel of the soft flesh beneath him.

“Ahh, sorry Akame!” he nearly screamed, rushing to his feet. “Please don’t kill me!”

Instead she simply gave him a blank look at she regained her balance. “Why would I kill you? You haven’t done anything to warrant that yet.”

That calmed him, making him pause. “Uh, because I tripped over you?” He swallowed hard. “I even… Um… Grabbed your breast in the process.”

The look she gave him shown that she obviously didn’t care. “So what? You fell over and had to stand back up. Nothing unusual about that.” She finished taking off her dress as he stared, dumbfounded. She threw the black clothing on the ground next to her, revealing that she had been wearing a clear white bikini beneath it.

“Now, are you done? We seriously need to start your training; it won’t do you any good if you’re always tripping over your clumsy feet like that.

“What?! Me, clumsy? You’re the one who decided to take your dress off without any warning!” Her lack of response made him more frustrated. “Come on Akame! For a second, it seemed like it’s normal for you to randomly strip naked whenever you please!”

She gave him a blank stare. “What’s wrong with being nude?”

He was so shocked by her reply that he had no response.

Seemingly putting the incident behind them, she started making her way to the water’s edge. “The target is goka tuna. You work the basket for now; see how many you can catch.”

“But aren’t those extremely rare and difficult to find?”

His question remained unanswered as she jumped into the pool beneath them, her body sending a small splash wave into the air as she impacted.

“What the hell is going on?”