The Man With an Evil Eyes

I'm here in a quaint village in one of the suburbs. Weird area, but quite secluded. This is a Japanese village, it's a night time, i'm alone, hurt and lost.
Suddenly i start to sense movement somewhere in the shadows near me, i don't remember my faith or how i ended up here wandering like a bowery bum, i'm prowling to find a shelf, i feel the movement with my bones, but when i turned around there is nobody here. Everything is peaceful, the only sound - the chatting of people, the solitude. Dim lights and the quiet center where is the fountain flowing. I keep walking slowly and afraid of might be outside. I see the entrance of a house lightened up, so i walk in towards its direction trying to find a safe place for the rest of the night.
I notice that it ain't sunlight but a lot of artificial light. It looks suspicious but since i'm in a rush i don't even think a lot about it, and i'm going straight inside. My thoughts are rolling and rolling again and again, but i gain the courage and go straight inside. A massive door is right in front of me. I hear the sounds, i may hear the distant voice, and also i hear the bizarre sounds of training. "It looks like it"- I'm thinking.
I'm poking out my head into that door and what do i see?
Take a look to the left row and all i can see is darkness, at my front i see a tiny area that looks like a restroom, all messed up, to my right, wait, there's a strange person with all black clothes on fighting against its own shadow.

"Did that person notice me? Was i already expected or sensed?". I'm staring at him, holding the door with my two fingers, trying not to make any hustle.I'm staring at him and staring what is he doing. He makes a pretty impressive alluring movements, he is fighting, he wants everything to be perfect, his skills are razor sharp.

He is moving nonchalantly, quiet. I can't see his face, he's jumping and moving fast, i can't understand who is he, and yet he is wearing black - so to portray his invisibility.
All of a sudden, this shadow stops moving, and out of nowhere, it disappears. I got confused since it totally looked like magic.
I stand still for 15 good seconds, when the vision is dispersed right in front of my eyes, start to panicking inside of myself. Barely understand anything. But neither moving, not on centimetres, nor breathing. When I'm catching the attention of intruder on my neck, i simply don't know what to do. I'm paralyzed, still can't believe it was a pure magic. The shivering cold running through down my spine, i feel his presence, i'm afraid to turn around, my heart beating and crying faster. And then his hand eternally cold as steel touching my long hair.

Finally i pull myself together and run to that room, i turn and see a black figure, i can't see his face, the cloth is tied up tightly..It's a man with an evil eyes......All of sudden everything goes blank. My senses gradually back to me together. It was all a dream? Or was it not?
"I just want to finish my dream, please". So i turn to the other side, face on the fluffy pillow and hope that when i fall asleep i dream again.
No, it was not a dream.
Every sense feeling real. Chills climb up my spine, and then this person grabs me firmly by the waist, comes closer to my right ear and says: "Hey, V, i've been expecting you for a while. What took you so long? Just finished my training for today, going for a quick bath now. Grab a cup of tea and get comfortable. I'll come back to you shortly".

I'm heading off to another adjust room, this is the bathroom, the first tiny piece of land was just a training room, that more alike an old and dirty training center. I'm heading off to the another not just because I'm feeling stressed amd i complied, that's too. But the melody is beckon me over. The melody is chill and dark at the same time, it's nice.
I see his bath, he don't notice me at first. I'm doting on his hair, thy are black as coal, then looking over on his body. It's wet, has the scars, the ambience is hot. Then he noticing me and saying: "Have you took a sip?". I don't answer, instead of it, i'm getting closer to him, and bring the cup of tea in front of his nose. He smells: "Blueberry"- he replies.
I commence to realize that he is naked, but it turns me on...
so...
damn...
much...