Akutagawa hated Atsushi. He hated that damn weretiger with every fiber of his being. Or, he said he did.

In reality, he loved Atsushi. Loved everything about him.

And seeing Atsushi being hurt and threatened by someone else made Akutagawa's blood boil. And so he jumped into action, standing protectively in front of Atsushi now, whose blood stained the ground they stood on.

“Stay out of the way, jinko,” Akutagawa hissed to Atsushi, narrowing his eyes at the supposed enemy.