(EVENT - CLOSED) Just Another Festival-Goer

Without much thought, Ookami begrudgingly answered "You're aware I dislike it when you make an appearance through her,"

The mender froze, puzzled. Why did he say that? Yuuki? No her name was Yuuka though he could see the confusion. Yuuka is her name. Thinking too much on it was causing him a headache. The more he tried to reach the thought, the more painful it became.

He was breathless for only a moment before a huge gasp overtook him, and suddenly Akihito's being was filled with delight. His eyes glowed and his pointed teeth gleamed in a joyful smile as he picked her up in a tight embrace and spun her around a few times.
"Yuuki, my beloved! How is it I have met you here? What are you doing in this girl's body?"  He laughed up at the sky, lost in euphoria.

"I'm Kirai," He then added softly into her ear, setting her down.

Surprised sounded in the form of a hiccup as she was lifted and spun around, angel clinging tightly to him in order to keep balance. Discomfort remained clear on her face until he more properly identified himself, eyes widening from the revelation. Arms once clung around pushed him off- rather, herself backwards- to get a better view of this unfamiliar form.

“Kirai?! You’r—“

Yanked back from her past lover, oceanic eyes ripped away from their focus and began to dull, however slightly at first. Her aura began to shrink as soon as it had appeared, losing her mental battle all too quickly. The mender’s words only accelerated this disappearance, young fairy demanding rightful control of their shared space.
Clearly as the angel spoke, her voice was thereon strained.

“He’s not trouble, he’s... it’s temporary, Akihito, just accidental...”

Golden eyes were more prominent now as he turned Yuuka around to stare into her eyes, his own iris' flashing between golden and blue, "I said to leave Yuuki" The uncomfortable feeling of Yuuki interacting with Aki through Yuuka was only growing stronger and he needed it to stop. The pounding in his head was almost blinding and his grip on Yuuka tightened unbeknownst to him.

The cold fingers of the earth once again grabbed a hold of Akihito's lungs, as the blissfully sweet air of Yuuki slowly evaporated and left his chest aching for more - just as it had been during his eternity of torture. "No..." He breathed in despair.

An expression wrought with hatred suddenly formed in his eyes as he, at last, acknowledged Ookami. "You," He hissed, swooping forward. Brushing Yuuka aside, he wrapped his hands around Ookami's neck and mercilessly began crushing it, pulling him close and screaming into his face. 
"YOU! YOU MADE HER LEAVE!" 

Stumbling back with a jolt, wide-eyed Yuuka kept walking back until she fell from her state of shock. The two souls fought just as hard as the men were, overloading the mind with too many potential actions.

All she accomplished was to vanish from sight completely, masking all presence she or Yuuki had— view or otherwise. Although she saw knives, neither soul settled quick enough on an appropriate action as conflicting orders streamed through them.