Taskete and Mamoru: Spirits of wild

First year student Tamaki (Taki) Onorime has a history of being bullied. However, when she has a chance encounter with new student Mamoru Komatsuki, they become best friends as they go on a wild journey, while helping one another in fending off their troubles.

Another first year student, Tora, is in love with his childhood friend and will do anything to protect his fellow classmates. Join me on an adventure of trust, friendship, and love as these characters are blessed with The Spirits of Wild.

*I do not condone any violent, or sexual acts based upon events in this story.
**Any events, people, or companies/corporations in this story that resemble real life scenarios, people, or companies/corporations are purely coincidental, and are not meant to be observed as offensive, or in any way rude or disrespectful.


4. Tora- Sanji's house Pt. 1

      Yes, I am a guy. No, that does not mean I can't be in love with guys. Besides, it doesn't matter anyway. But, am I in love? The answer to that question is ...yes, however I don't know if it's returned. We've been friends since second grade, and I fell in love with him the summer of fourth grade. I have always admired him from a friendship standpoint, but I'm never able to stop thinking about him.


     We came up to the front door. His house is an old style country house, the kind rice farmers used to live in. I knocked on the door, and waited anxiously. I heard his footsteps and started getting butterflies in my stomach. He opened the door and stole by breath away, as always. He is gorgeous.

     His long platinum hair tied back in that woven hair tie he always wears, his odd way of speaking when he gets nervous, and the way his brown eyes swirl like freshly made chocolate marmalade. It's all beautiful, and I couldn't help but blush.

     "Hey..." I said,"I brought you ice cream. It's your favorite flavor."

     "Th-thanks," he said, eyes flitting to the ground,"...Um, please come in," he said realizing that everyone was standing behind me. We entered his house and removed our shoes. As he led us to the dining room, I couldn't stop myself from admiring him.

      He was wearing a traditional kimono, and it fit him like it was made for him and him only. Just thinking about him made my heart almost skip a beat. He led us to the table, brought us tea, and we sat down. Naturally I sat down next to Sanji, not only because I like him, but because he helps me with my homework sometimes.

     We opened our history textbooks and started working, with occasional questions popping up about what five wars happened during the Edo period, and what parties were involved. Taki had gotten up from the table and was packing up her stuff "Taki? Taki. Taki. Were are you going?" asked Miika.

      "I, uh... don't feel well. I'm gonna head home," she said sort of out of it.

      "I'll go with you," I said.

      "Let me," said Mamoru,"I'm finished with my work anyway."

      "Okay, be careful." I said worried.

      "I think I'm going to head home too," said Miika.

      "You don't have too. You're very welcome to stay," said Sanji.

      "It's getting late and my parents don't like me out past sunset. They say that they don't want me getting kidnapped, which is thoughtful of them."

      "Alright, have a nice, and safe walk home." Sanji said. Miika nodded and headed out the door. A thought crossed my mind making my heart flutter, that leaves Sanji and I alone, but I quickly pushed it back into my subconscious. Sanji continued working for a while, and I continued to have trouble with the homework. And, no, it wasn't on purpose.

    I put my pencil down to drink some tea, but I bumped it off the table somewhere. I looked under the table for my pencil and couldn't find it. Dang it, I thought, I can't see. Sanji noticed me struggling to find it and started helping. I went beet red as Sanji took hold of my hand mistaking my finger for a pencil and said,"I think I found-" but he soon realized that it wasn't my pencil, and went more red than I was.

    "Um-uh- my bad- um... sorry," he stammered.

     "You don't need to be sorry," I hardly managed,"It's alright."

    I let myself breathe for a few seconds and then kept searching for my pencil.

    "So, If we can't find my pencil, does that mean I'll be done with my homework?" I asked playfully.

    "I'm not so sure, after all, you still have to get it done," he said,"and if you'd like, I could let you borrow mine. I've just finished my work."

    "Okay, thanks. And you're right. I will have to finish it sooner or later, so I might as well get it done," I said acceptingly.

     "And once it is, we could go to the kendo room and go a few matches." he offered," We built one onto the house since you were last here, and it has been very useful."

     "Alright," I said as I sped through my homework, eager to practice with him,"it's been a while, and I could use a match or two."


    He slid open the doors and we stepped onto the mats. The room was a little bigger than a classroom and had different weapons lining the walls. He handed me a shinai, a practice sword made of bamboo, and we started the match. Whenever he would move in for a strike, I would move away. He was good, and I was well aware that I wouldn't be able to win by dodging. But knowing myself, I wouldn't lose without a good fight.

      I found an opportunity to strike. I lunged forward, but I misstepped and slipped. I fell backward causing Sanji to lose balance and fall too. I bumped my head on the floor, but it only hurt a little.

       Sanji fell on top of me and his hands fell, perfectly interlacing with mine. We stayed like that, staring into each others eyes. With one hand I moved a stray hair out of his face and tucked it behind his ear. I let my hand slide slowly down the back of his neck, then found his hand again. His eyes closed, and he blushed.

    "A-are you hurt at all Tora?" he exhaled, still over top of me. He opened his eyes, and blushed some more, with a hint of a smile dancing on his lips.

    "I-I bumped my head, but I'm alright," I said. He sat up slowly, now sitting on my lap. Seemingly forgetting that he was, he helped me sit up too, pulling us closer together than before.

    "Do you need any ice?" he breathed as our hands remained intertwined.

    "I might," I admitted quietly. He ran his thumb over top my hand, and I cautiously did the same in return.

    "I like you Tora," he whispered as if the words were a bomb that was to be carried gently, "and I want to know if this is okay with you." he said indicating our hands.

    I paused for a moment in disbelief. My heart was pounding. I trembled as I leaned in close, our cheeks just barely brushing, and whispered into his ear,"I like you more than you know. And, yes, I am okay with this, as long as you are too." He met my eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

    We stood up and walked to the kitchen, still holding hands. My stomach grumbled,"I take it you're hungry?" he asked offering me food.

     "Yeah, but I have to get home soon," I said somewhat bewildered.

    "Then I'll prepare something small, and then you can be off," he said,"No one should go home on an empty stomach."

    "Alright," I said. After a few moments of silence I tried to create small talk, "I heard that tonight is supposed to be very clear, and the stars should be bright as well."

    "We could eat outside," he suggested,"we could look at them as we enjoy our meal."

    "I would like that."

     While I waited for the food, I walked down the hall off to the right. Since it is supposed to be cold tonight, I got some blankets from the linen closet. Having been to his house so many times, I just kind of know where everything is. I went back to the kitchen to find two plates of rice and mixed veggetables.

    He carried the food and I brought out the blankets. We decided to go outside on the wraparound porch and eat, so he led me to a small table and set the plates down. I set one blanket down and wrapped the other around his shoulders.

    We ate our food and went over to the railing and stood next to a pillar. I forgot my blanket and started to head back to the table and get it.

    "Wait-" Sanji said,"We can- we can share mine, It's big enough I think."

    "Okay," I said as he pulled the blanket over my shoulders. We leaned against the railing and looked at the stars.

    "Thats orion," I said pointing.

   "Thats the big dipper over there," he replied. I took my hand off the rail and rest it against my side. We were quiet for a while and enjoyed the beauty of the night, which doesn't always mean the stars.

    The moon shone against him, casting a cool glow on his face, and when I looked at him I was entranced by his beauty. The way the light was cast on his delicate features made him appear to be an angel and his lips look the color of cherry blossoms. His hair seemed almost silver in the moonlight, and his eyes, they were twinkling more beautifully than any star in the sky.

     I looked back to the sky and felt Sanji's hand brush past mine. Gently I brushed his too. He brushed my hand again, hovering his along side mine. I nervously crept one finger around one of his. Then I felt one, then another, and another creep along into mine. We slowly closed the gap between our hands and laced our fingers shut.

     "Do you know what I see when I look at you?" Sanji asked, which took me a little by surprise, because he doesn't normally ask questions like these.


    "The most kind, gorgeous, and gentle man I have ever known." he said as he turned his gaze toward me. I stood there for a little while taking in what he just said.

    I turned to him and wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his shoulder. "Thank you," I whispered,"I have never loved anyone more than I love you. I have wanted to tell you that for so long. I love you Sanji, I love you."

     "I love you too Tora," he said wrapping his hands around my neck.

     I lifted my head to meet his eyes, and found a tear trailing his cheek. I wiped it with my finger and rested my hand on his face. He looked at me and paused, then relaxed. I stepped closer to him, our bodies pressed together. We met eyes and a gentle smile played across his lips.

     I leaned my back against the pillar and pulled our waists closer. He leaned in, as close as he dare go, and our noses just touching. I touched my forehead to his, closed my eyes, and inhaled a breath of anticipation.

    "I love you so much," he exhaled shakily.

    "I love you too," I said.

     I reopened my eyes and met his smiling. Our lips grazing, he said,"Are you sure we're ready for this?"


     Our eyes closed again and I felt his lips gingerly meet mine. I welcomed his soft lips and pressed gently. He moved his hands to the back of my neck as we kissed a little stronger. His tongue danced across my lips and I opened my mouth cautiously. I felt his tongue trace across mine, and slowly I ventured, doing the same.

    He kissed my cheek, then my jaw, and then slow, lasting kisses tracing my lips. I looked at him and placed my hand under his chin. As I lifted his chin to mine, I met his lips, slowly pressing. I looked into his beautiful brown eyes and smiled.

     "I never thought I would be able to be with you like I am now," I said.

     "Neither did I," he replied, reclaiming my hand.

     I bound my fingers tightly with his and turned back toward the door,"Despite my desire to stay, I must return home," I said somewhat dramatically.

      "Ah, that you do," he replied in the same dramatic way,"but if you ever require a place to rest your head, this house is always an open door."

      "And for that I thank you," I said as we returned to the house to put away the blankets and retrieve my homework.

     I gathered my stuff and headed to the door when Sanji grasped my hand and spun me around.

      "Goodnight and have a safe trip home," he said giving me one last goodbye kiss.

      "Thank you, I will. Goodnight my sweet," I said, making him smile as I kissed him back.

    I turned around and started walking when he called back,"Wait, I found your pencil!"

     "Really?" I said matter-of-factly. I turned around and retrieved my pencil as he gave me a peck on the cheek before I left again.


     I then headed home and went to bed. I dreamt of running through the forest holding Sanji's hand. We came across two spirits, with forms continuously changing, and they requested a new home. One that can stay in forever. They told us that they would become a part of our spirits if we accepted, and we said yes.

     We ran off and explored what we could now do. I jumped and turned into an antelope and Sanji spun and turned into an owl. We continued to do this for a while when we saw two figures about 300 yards away. We stopped and hid, trying to see their faces. I could tell that one was a male, the other female. They started to turn towards us, and I woke up...

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