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      "Were you?" He whispered softly back as she opened up to him. Telling him that she had been scared. Intently listening to her as she skimmed the surface of what happened. The look that flickered through her eyes, the pitch in her voice told him it wasn't about having to cut herself that scared her. Cupping both sides of her face his thumbs brushed the tears away. "Mmm... I'm not going anywhere." Kissing her lips he continued to move his hips against her. Easing the tension in her body as pleasure from the stimulation weaved through her body. The moans evidence of that as they came out of her throat even though tears still leaked out. It made him smile softly at her, he loved how she responded to his body. Welcomed him even though she was in this state.

      Quickening his pace he brought them both to their orgasm, he moaned deeply against her mouth. "I love you, Mimi." God, he loved her so much it hurt. Nuzzling her neck he played with her for a little bit to ease her up more. Tickling her and carefully wrestling with her, bringing out the smile he so desperately wanted to see on her face. Finally settling with her sitting on his lap facing him. Tadashi had asked him to do something and he had to get it done. That was look at her wounds and assess the situation. Tadashi and Azusa were convinced that what the kids were saying wasn't the full truth, that all of them were lying.

      Without a word he started undoing the bandages on her right arm, not letting her reject him from looking at what she did to herself. After all those he killed, mangled, tortured and so on in his long history of blood and death, he was one of the best as being able to read the story of an injury. While he wouldn't know what happened, he could gauge some from the sights of wounds. The expression didn't change on his face as he uncovered the stitched wounds that covered the arm. Out of all the things had had taught her in cause of being taken... he hadn't thought of teaching her how to injure herself in the least damaging way. The jagged unclean cuts painted a clear picture of her trembling hand holding the blade and digging into her arm. The number was strange, it didn't seem to hold a preference to time intervals. The cuts didn't match how long she was in captive hours. What was more strange was the fact that the boys had been whipped, why was Nozomi that only one subject to self harm? Wouldn't all of them?

      "You're hands betray you every time." His eyes intently looked at each cut into her arm. The trembling in her hand had been worse in some than others. Her hands were always the sign of her distress. "Never thought I would have needed to tell you how to harm yourself to prolong your life, you cut yourself too deeply in spots. Your hand also shook too much. Some will go away, others will leave deep scarring. Percy can make the mid-depth ones go away. Hera had worse scarring than this, but he got rid of them." Surely, she had been subject to seeing something she didn't want to see. Had she witnessed the boys being beaten? That didn't make much sense to him, if she was also self harming herself he didn't see why the boys being beaten would cause her to shake so much. Nozomi was good at controlling herself. He would have to agree with Tadashi, there was more to the story than they wanted anyone to know.

      Tenderly he cleaned her wounds, then bandaged them back up before pulling her naked body against him. "It's time for you to sleep now. You'll be in my arms the whole time." His fingers lightly trailed up and down her bare back. "When you open your eyes I will still be right here."

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      The sound of the door opening made his heart race, as if getting caught at home by him mom, he was on his feet. Hand stuffing himself back in his pants, how-how did she get in here? He had rented this room for himself. Fumbling the remote he turned off the TV off by the time she came around to tell him to sit down, with her behind him. Before he could respond to the woman tell him she would help him, her hand took hold of his hardened length. The feel of her hand already made him moan, it was rather humiliating. What was this woman? This felt different than when Pantera had touched him, this was... intoxicating.

      "Ah..." Digging his fingers into the couch he hips arched as moan after moan came out of his mouth. The combination of her hand stroking him and her lips touching his weakest point was making him go crazy. Yet the moment ended all to quickly as he came all over himself, bringing out a loud moan from him. When her mouth pressed against his, the taste of her was unlike anything he had tasted before. Kissing her back hungirly he was quickly left hanging as she pulled away saying her goodbyes. No. No he didn't want this to end.

      Getting up he stumbled as he tried to go after her. Hitting the ground on his knees harshly his hand snagged her wrist, pulling her to a stop before she could leave the room. "Wait." He was still panting from his intense orgasm, his eyes dilated with pleasure and desire for her. "Don't leave yet... What about you? Shouldn't we continue so I can give back what you gave?"

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      Bad things happened to her brothers, mama and papa were really worried about them. Well. More big bro Seong. Dante didn't act like anything happened. Instead.. He was out most of the time. She had seen it on TV that mama and papa were forced to fight a lot of people. Papa got really injured. So did Seong. He didn't talk much... and that was bad cause he didn't talk much in the first place. So Reina worked hard and made him treats to make him feel better! She loved Seong the best. Dante was mean to her, always annoyed with how clumsy she was... According to him she caused more problems than solved. He made her cry a lot. Seong never made her cry.

      She never had a day that she didn't have a new bruise added to some part of her body. Her mind wandered all the time and she ran into everything. Right now she was concentrating really hard, not wanting to spill off of her hard work for Seong. Biting her lower lip she balanced the fruit on the tray, while trying desperately to watch where she was going. Refusing the help of the maids. She could do this on her own for Seong. If there was one thing she was good at, it was cooking, even though the kitchen didn't look like what she made could be edible. The kitchen staff had tried strongly to talk her into allowing them to prep the snack, but she happily refused their help.

      Carefully she opened the door, excitement boiling over inside of her at the sight of Seong laying in his bed. Reading. "Seong! Seong!" The movement of her feet didn't match her excitement as she forced herself to walk super slow. Only when she put the tray on his stand next to his bed did she pounce on him. Giggling happily she straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a warm loving hug that poured out every once of love she had for him. "Seong! I made you your favorite. Chocolate covered strawberries! I worked really hard on them." Grinning happily she leaned over to get one off the tray and offered for him to eat it. "Ah." With complete delight she fed it to him, then kissed him quickly on his cheek.

      Everyday. Without fail she spent the evening with Seong. The moment her classes ended she sought him out, not wanting him to be alone. When he allowed her to she slept in bed with him too. He didn't let her all the time, sometimes he went to sleep in bed with Dante, but lately she could a lot cause Dante was out most of the night. "I love you Seong. You know that right?" Cupping either side of his face she smiled brightly at him. "I'm always here for you. Kay?"
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      Oh, this boy had no idea what he was really asking for. And to whom. So inexperienced. So curious. It was amusing to witness. He probably didn't know the first thing about pleasuring a woman. Better said, he hadn't been pleasured himself properly until now judging from all the moans she coaxed from him and the way he orgasmed so quickly. Normally, this would be the moment she left. This boy was not ready for Kataryna Kosova. But tonight was an exception. Tonight she wanted to be distracted and her mind occupied with another thought that wasn't Damion. So she would sate his curiosity, and teach him what its like to feel true pleasure.

      "To give back first you need to learn how to give it, don't you think?" Kataryna grinned at him, cupping his chin with her fingers. She pulled him up gently, nudging him to stand. He was a tall boy. Taller than her. She had always been rather petite. Standing on ger tip toes she kissed him again, finding his taste rather enjoyable to savor. Her hands playing with the soft hair on the back of his head. "Lucky for you, I am in the mood to teach you." Taking his hand she sat on the edge of the couch, leading him to kneel before her. Kat took off her shorts and her underwear, sitting down with her legs spread. "The best way to pleasure a woman, is by going down on her. We have at least two major sensitive, erotic spots down here. Use your tongue and mouth to pleasure them. Try it."

      His awed expression almost made her laugh. It was endearing how new he was to all this. Surely not the same watching it on TV than having one right before his very eyes. She could see his eyes were green, with an emerald hue to them. Curious and dialiated, they stared at her core. Beautiful, penetraring eyes. She had to admit that it got her slightly worked up to have those green eyes stare at her so intently. Kat was patient though and waited until she saw him lean forward, hands on each of her inner thighs and began to use his mouth and tongue to lick her. "Use your tongue on the clitoris, the flesh on the top. Ah...yes right there...carefully, you can use your teeth to nip it...."

      Oh. Just like that.

      The boy was a quick learner. She kept guiding him all throughout, making her start to pant already and clench her core muscles in preparation for her climax. Once he reached her core and his fingers stroked her top flesh, she moaned out several times. Ah yes. This felt so good. So good. In between, she encouraged and praised the kid for doing so well. It took her a while to finally orgasm. "Good job, my dear." She purred at him, licking off her own juice from his mouth. "Now, how about we have some real fun? Let's allow instinct to do its thing."

      With an alluring look, she helped him remove his own clothes as he clumsily removed what remained of hers. Then her mouth claimed his in a hard and hungry kiss. Groaning against his mouth. Feeling him do the same. Instinct will be his teacher now. Let his own body move and response to the situation at hand. Effectively, he began to push her down to the couch. Kat's hands wrapped around his neck as her hands stroked his nape, his hair, and then her nails stroked his back. Her breasts pressed against his chest, feeling the vibration of a rumbled groan from his throat. His erection already pressing against her wet core. "Allow me..." she breathed against his mouth. "....to give you the wildest sex of your life."

      Turning him, she had him sit on the couch and her straddling him. Lifting her body up, she began to guide his erection to her entrance, pushing it inside her. His expression was that of pure sexual overload, trying to assimilate all the new things his body was experiencing. Kat began to ride him, moving her hips up and down. His hands instinctively grasping her butt. "Good." She purred. "Now, knead it and guide me." She whispered and he did so accordingly. Very good. Oh, this boy was definitely the distraction she needed. Enjoying herself a lot more than she had expected. "Good. Good..." She panted quick moans as she grinned at him.


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      When Damion took her arm in order to take off the bandages, Nozomi resisted, trying to pull away. But his hold on her was firmer and stronger and wasn't going to budge. Fear and insecurity flickered across her eyes. Damion was experienced in this. Surely, he would be able to see more to her wounds than what she had said. His brilliant mind would analyze the situation and become suspicious. Everyone had swore secrecy. Silence. Her injuries were tied to what happened to the boys. She couldn't give information without compromising the rest of the story. Nozomi bit her bottom lip as Damion assessed her arms. He would infer more. But it would be fine. Damion won't ever truly figure out what it was that happened. The story would remain the same. And even if it didn't, it would deviate much further from the truth. No one could know what Pantera had truly done. In silence she let him study her arms. And in silence she let him clean her injuries and bandage them. When he placed her on top of him to sleep, she remained quiet.

      "Damion..." Nozomi's hands snaked under him; under his back. Her head resting against his chest. Hearing that steady heartbeat that always grounded her. That precious heart that beat only for her. This was all she needed to hear at night. "Your heart is beautiful. I missed hearing it." The feeling of his fingers stroking her back relaxed her. Eased her. Soothed her. She didn't want to think about what had happened. About her arms. About her cousins. All she wanted her mind occupied with was the man holding her, and the sound of the heartbeat underneath her. For the first time in a month, Nozomi felt her eyes heavy with sleep. Felt herself relax and welcome it. Knowing that with Damion in her arms she would finally be able to sleep soundly and peacefully.

      Morning arrived. Finally she was able to welcome the next day after having slept all night. Finally, she met another day without having had a sleepless night bathed in sweat and tears from the nightmares. And as Damion promised, he was still beside her sleeping, with his arm draped across her. Nozomi smiled at the sight, brushing his hair from his forehead. Enjoying the sight of her dark knight sleeping soundly beside her. She loved him so much. Lightly she pressed her lips against his. Without moving much, careful to not wake him, Nozomi got out of the bed. After brushing her hair, she put on her pajamas again and went to see her parents. Mom was in the bathroom it seemed and Daddy was in his study room.

      "Daddy?" Nozomi entered. Ever since she came back they hadn't really mended things between them. Hadn't spoken about their argument regarding her relationship with Damion. They had...left on bad terms. And then it happened. Nozomi had...so many things to say. Things she wasn't sure how to say. "Um...thank you. For letting Damion come." She said sheepishly. Her hands fidgeted a bit. Unsure how to approach the subject. Of course, Daddy was always so loving with her. Instantly letting her come closer to him, giving her a hug and a kiss. The relief in his face so evident. So evident that for this month he had been dying of concern about her. "I'm sorry...Daddy. For worrying you. For...having you and Mom be dragged into those fights. I'm sorry I said such hurtful things to you...I'm sorry...I love you so much..."

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      For the past ten years Shinla had been their home. A busy city, but very peaceful. Very different than Mansu. Their house was a lot smaller than the mansion they lived in in Mansu. Astronomically smaller. Her older house was enormous, and high. A house that touched the sky. Sky House. She often got lost there and never had the chance to memorize it. Just when she had adapted to her new life, a riot exploded. The people were revolting, angry at their leader. Despite the massive army Papa had, it didn't take long for them to be overwhelmed. But Papa didn't wait to see if the tables turned. To see if he could gain back his city. No. When things got heated and her life was in the greatest danger, Papa left. Apparently he had everything ready in case something like this happened. Papa was always a step ahead on everything. Always ready. He had a small bag with some clothes for her, and a bag with his clothes. And had savings elsewhere. Immediately, he took her and they left Mansu. Without looking back. Looking for a peaceful and quiet place in which they could live incognito, Papa decided to go to Shinla. She could tell it was the one city he didn't want to even set foot on. But he did for her sake. Knowing that if she was to live in peace and happy, Shinla was the best place.

      For ten years they lived in Shinla. Peacefully. Quietly. Just them. No one knew who they were. None of the old people from Mansu were around. Papa didn't have duties. Didn't have to worry about his army. His family. His belongings. His job. The city. Nothing. It was just him and her. And since Papa was a billionaire, they could live in comfort without a worry in the world and without even needing to work. They were fine. And she could tell Papa was too. He seemed more peaceful. As if a suffocating weight was lifted and destroyed. He touched her more now too. Before he still touched her, but it was painful for him. Now he could touch her and be fine. Papa was a kind man. He loved her a lot and took care of her. Even though he wasn't her real Papa. He had found her. Rescued her one day from some men who were going to sell her for trafficking. He found her. She looked at him. And then he took her. And gave her a home, a new name, and a new life. Papa was her whole world now. And she wanted him to be happy too. Its why she did everything to be a good girl, to do well in school. Even though at school she was always alone and bullied. Everyone found her weird since she had an odd fascination about death and corpses. They laughed at her a lot or just ignored her. It didn't matter to her much. She only cared about having good grades and making Papa proud.

      As she walked the school grounds outside, she noticed a distinct commotion going on. Her instincts told her to turn the other way around and go the opposite way to avoid problems. But a name captured her attention. Lucian. The sole heir to the Ryuunaga empire that ruled Shinla. The most popular boy at school. Everyone liked him and wanted to be like him. The girls all fawned over his good looks, aloof personality, and smart brain. The boys idolized him. Things changed drastically in a month. After the gruesome fights were broadcast to the whole city where the Ryuunaga families butchered a bunch of people, their popularity evaporated. And now they were either the most feared or the most hated. Or maybe both. Lucian ended up being hated. Everyone whispered about him. Talked shit about him. And it seems they were now wanting to target him for a punching bag.

      "Don't you all have better things to do?" Azulia spoke up. The boys narrowed their eyes at her. Some began to scoff and laugh at her uncharacteristic intervention. "If not then I can find ways to keep you occupied. I have lately been researching ways in which the human body can twist and turn before its bones and muscles snap. Would any of you like to help me? I am quite sure my Father has equipment to help me." The boys didn't falter though, even though they flinched momentarily. One grabbed her by the collar of her uniform and lifted her. Her eyes didn't waver in fear. Only irritation if any. "You know, from this proximity I can easily cut your jugular with a knife. And then you'd bleed to death. I don't need a knife though. My pencil will be just enough."

      The boy threw her to the ground the moment he saw her pencil in hand, but didn't leave before kicking her. And then the group left with empty threats coming out of their mouths. Coughing, she stood up and cleaned her uniform from the dirt. And looked at Lucian. How strange, wasn't it? The most popular boy in school was now degraded to the same level she has been all this time. How the tables turn. Life was never a constant and sure thing. She looked at him. "Try and lay low. Or just stay away from them. If you ignore them long enough, they will leave you alone. Strange how one's life changes drastically one day to another, isn't it? Who would have thought that the great Lucian Ryuunaga would end up on the same level as myself in the school society. Guess that pretty smile of yours won't be enough this time to win them over."
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      The woman agreed.

      He had expected her to blow him off, as some strange horny kid. Instead she did the complete opposite. Granted, she seemed to think he had never had sex before. Sure, he never pleasured a woman before, but he had surely had sex... more times that he had wanted. Nozomi's arms were proof of that. Following her leading he watched with intense interest as she took off the lower half of her clothing. Spreading her legs for him to get a full look of her most intimate part of her body. On his knees before her he stared at the wet folds as she talked to him, telling her how to pleasure her. Go down on her? Intense eyes looked up at her, she wanted his mouth of that part of her body? A sly grin spread across his face at her prompt.

      Leaning his head down his warm tongue ran over her as she instructed, the taste of her exploding across his tongue. A taste that was a tad bit hard to describe. So foreign. Swallowing hard he felt himself growing painfully hard as he licked her in different ways making her pant. A sound that literally was driving him crazy. How could she make panting so alluring? Make his cock throb so painfully. With her instruction he nipped the sensitive flesh with his teeth, getting moans and harder pants from her. It was exhilarating to be able to get the woman to moan for him. To feel her body shudder in release as she finally came after he pleasured her for a while.

      It wasn't over, the woman was more than willing for go further with him. God. This woman was amazing. So bold. As she took off his clothes, his fingers failed to work completely the right way. Causing him to fumble with her clothing. If he wasn't so heated, he would be extremely embarrassed, but he was so desperate to have this woman.. The thought would have to wait till later. Alone in his room he would surely die of humiliation.

      Everything was heated and seemed to be in fast forward. So quickly things moved. Hungirly they kissed each other. Then they were on the couch, their naked, oh so naked bodies pressed against each other. Without mental preparation he was on his back and the woman was on top of him, taking his length inside of her wet core. The bliss was electrifying, coursing through his body like fire as she rode him. However, the moment faltered. Being ridden... was something that had happened... he knew... he knew this feeling all too well. Happened to all of them. Gripping her he rolled so he was on top, pausing for a moment still inside of her. So... it was... going to be like this... inside of a woman...

      Seeing that bloody woman.

      "I think this is as far as I can go." He panted as he got off of her. Irritated. A cold sweat coated his flesh as he yanked on his pants, needing fresh air. Not that he regretted having this time with this woman... She gave him the answer he wanted to know but couldn't acquire the last month. The extent of the damage the woman had done to him. To know what he needed to overcome. There was no way he was going to live the stigma... that brand of being a rape victim. He would overcome it, but the reaction of his body was obvious that day wouldn't be today. "Thank you." Pulling his shirt on he left. The feeling of his lung tightening getting stronger. God. He wanted to rip the vile memory out of his brain.

      The moment he hit the cold air of the outside he ran. It was how he dealt with it... when he woke up from a dream about it he got up, changed and ran till his legs gave out. Drove the feeling away with exhaustion.


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      As the haze cleared. As the reality that she was still alive sunk in. As the weight of what she did crushed down on her soul. As if she thought that there couldn't be anymore that could cause her soul any more distress after losing everything. That the thought of killing her family would end up weighing on her also. Damn Percy. Fuck him and his insistent need to bloody bring her back from death every single fucking time.

      "Did it make everything go away?" Tadashi asked her as her eyes opened to take in the sight of the living. The crazy bitch surely did herself in this time. Without hesitation of any kind she flew herself home and butchered everyone. Didn't spare any of them, even killed their two younger brothers in her fit, in her need to try to put what happened right. As if killing them would solve what happened. Moron. There was one very clear reason he hadn't done the same when Father took everything from him. To have blood on your hands was one thing, but to have the blood of your own blood on your hands... was something completely different. Gave you demons that were far worse than those of the ones without faces. "Did it solve what you wanted it to solve by killing all of them?"

      "You are going to lecture me?" Disdain was clear in her rough raw voice. "Going to tell me how to live the life of a righteous person? What, you living a lie for 5 years suddenly makes you a saint?"

      "Did it sound like a lecture?" God, they seriously couldn't have a conversation. "It was an honest question. I'm trying to gauge where you are at, cause I'm honestly looking at a woman I've never seen before. You've lost people before, this is a little extreme don't you think? You. Giving up."

      "Can't I?" Angry tears burned her throat feeling like she was drowning in them as just those two words strained out of her tight throat. Couldn't she just give up? After 28 years of nothing working for her. She clawed, crawled, fought back from her own near deaths, kept going after so many dying in her place... Fought. Fought. Fought. Fought! She had fought every second. Every moment. She was tired. She so desperately... so very desperately wanted to die. For it to end.

      Tadashi looked at his sister in complete silence. He had heard it before, her pleading for him to kill her instead. Screamed it. Begged. Since she was seven years old she has constantly asked for death in place for the others around her. While it had been shocking in once sense of his sword going through her body in the last Division War... it hadn't been shocking for her to take the blow instead of Devlin. This woman would die a billion times over so she didn't have to see those she cared about die. "Then why did you decide to love him if you aren't going to take responsibility to the end? Your husband isn't dead. I told you to never love anyone. You wouldn't be in this pain if you had kept your heart closed off."

      "Why can't I love someone!" She shrieked at him. "Why?! If not you, it is Father! Both of you have destroyed every single person I've ever loved!"

      "It is the only weakness you have. It is the only weakness we as Vlahakis can develop, since we learn to handle and kill off any other weakness about ourselves. You were the moron that kept opening your heart to the weaklings around you." As the words came out, he wanted to shove them back in his mouth. His old nature with Hera coming out as they talked and his sharp tongue naturally spewing venomous words at her. If possible the light in her eyes vanished even more from her eyes as they looked away from him. "Hera."

      "Go away. You and Percy have done enough, haven't you?" Percy was no doubt standing in the hallway. "I don't want to see either of you."

      He wasn't done, he never was. "Devlin isn't dead. So stop feeling sorry for yourself and finish what you started with him."

      "Fuck off." Rolling over onto her side she closed her eyes. Fuck Azusa, if it wasn't for her she would have gutted Tadashi too. Stupid bitch getting tangled up with the one person she hated to the core of her being. Fuck Devlin for being so fucking attached to her. Leaving her to be able to do nothing to him, even now... Even though Devlin didn't even know who Azusa was.

      For a while it was quiet. No one entered her room. Till her second most hated person walked into the room. Astuda. To prove her irritation about him to bare more fruit. Oh so bluntly apologizing to her. No reaction showed on her face as she just looked at him as he said words that she hardly wanted to hear from him. This man seriously only lived and breathed for Devlin, one tracked mind. There wasn't two rulers he served no matter what his lying mouth said.

      Waving her hand for him to proceed whatever speech he seemed to have planned she sat up in her hospital bed. If there was one thing Devlin and herself didn't do was talk about their lives before each other. They knew parts due to the Division Wars and such, but the general talk about their families and how they grew up wasn't talked about. So Astuda giving the information out was unnerving to her, more so after the incident about Devlin's sisters. Who to this day she still didn't ask about. They were but a bitter taste in her mouth.

      Then this whole speech ending as she suspected it would. He was here to beg for Devlin, of course. This most definitely couldn't be about anything else. Wah. This man was really something else. Even made her completely uncomfortable by bloody getting on his knees in front of her. "Get up." Pulling her hand free of his grasp she got out of the bed. On the opposite side, putting distance between them. "I'm not sure why an apology was inserted into this conversation if your intent was on Devlin. Astuda, let's not act like you give an ounce of care about me as a singlinger person. I can't tell if you are jabbing me with the fact you think I'm going to give up on him with guilt with how I first treated him."

      Running her fingers through her hair she looked at the man. "No. You still don't trust me to this day, Astuda. You can imagine my pain? You can? My pain? Obviously you don't if you are doing this to me, right now. All you see is Devlin." Nodding she waved her hand at him. "Go ahead. Worry about Devlin who is in no pain, who bloody doesn't remember anything. His world is great, I'm not sure what the fuck I'm going to be saving him from. His father is fucking dead, Astuda. Give him a bit to adjust and I'm sure he will be fucking fine. I don't want to save him from the state he is in right now. I don't want him to remember!"

      The words sliced through the air. Her chest heaved as she spoke the complete truth and desire of her heart. She didn't want Devlin to remember. Tears burned her eyes. "I want him to find a different life than the agony that I brought him. How much loss and pain did I have to give him for him to want to forget? Hm? Azusa. Sato. I don't. I don't want him to remember anything even after the day he dies, I never want him to remember."


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      The wife-woman had not returned for several days. Ever since that day he last saw her, she left and hadn't returned. Had he finally succeeded in pushing her away? This is exactly what he wanted. To keep her away. She was bright. She was sweet. She was mesmerizing. It was blinding as it was aching. She was like a flame...and he was the moth. So...why had he found himself half expecting her to come visit? To search for that strange, bright red hair, to have those piercing green eyes look at him again, to hear that sultry, silk-like voice call his name out again. As the days had passed without her coming, he felt himself...miss her. Although he couldn't understand why. After all, this is what he wanted. Now that he got it, he felt lonelier and emptier than ever. Thane said she was in the hospital. Something really bad had happened and she had almost died. Was it even weirder that hearing of her close encounter with death had made his chest constrict? She...she was nothing to him. No matter what she or everyone else said, or whatever proof they wanted to show...she was not his wife. But she had been the only person that had not stopped to visit him. That kept trying to reach out to him.

      No one else had. And his Father had yet to show up. Thane kept not telling him anything. And the more ambiguous Thane was, the more he tried to avoid the subject, the more Devlin felt uneasy. The more lost her felt. His current circumstances did not make sense. If Father had moved Ryuunaga to Shinla, then he should be in the city. He should be in the Ryuunaga estate. And yet, it seemed like the wife-woman was the one living there. Was the one calling the shots. His Father would never let a woman take over like that. Something was missing in his mind. A crucial piece. But he couldn't remember what it was. And whenever he tried, he would end up with a headache so intense it had him all but screaming in agony.

      Against his better judgement, Devlin made his way to the hospital to see Hera. Thane had gone there as well. The journey was nerve wrecking. By the time he arrived to her room his palms were sweaty as his breathing was heavy. Something about this made him anxious. Something about Hera had his mind screaming at him to back away. Something about wanting to see her again made his mind claw at him to turn away. And yet something about Hera had his heart yearn for her. Something had his most primal and deep instincts seek her out. He wanted to listen to his gut instincts this time. To see her once more. To hear her. She...she was a bright flame. A sun. And he didn't want her to extinguish itself. There existed this faint thread that pulled at him, saying to go to her. That if he didn't...the flame that was her would slowly end up dying forever. His life was dark and empty. He didn't want that for her. He...he wanted her to keep brightening it.

      Entering the room, he found Thane inside as he had expected. Something in Thane's face unsettled him. Something in Hera's expression unsettled him as well. Almost immediately, Thane excused himself and went out. His eyes met his. They looked so...sorrowful. The years weighing heavy in him. Although he couldn't understand why Thane looked so old. Without a word, his father figure pulled him into a warm hug. So many things could be said in that single gesture. But Thane said nothing. He just allowed the embrace to speak for itself. And Devlin felt a part of his heart sink. When Thane released him and left, Devlin went inside. Her expression was also similar to Thane's. Sadness. Regret. Weariness. Devlin sat down in the chair beside her. His palms were still sweaty. His mind still screamed and clawed at him. It took him a few minutes before he finally spoke up.

      "How do you feel?" He asked. "Thane said you were here. I...I wondered where you were since you hadn't visited in a while. Are you okay?" Her answer was dismissive. Resting importance to her actual condition. Something about this told him this was normal of her. To pretend things were not as bad as they seemed. But the connected machines said differently. And the fact that she had been close to dying also spoke volumes of her actual condition. When he noticed she began to move and take out the IVs connected, it stirred him a feeling of panic. A sensation of worry and care. Of wanting her to remain in bed to recover.

      "You shouldn't get up. You need to rest to get better." Devlin frowned at her. When she kept insisting otherwise, he gently pushed her back to the bed. "No. You need rest. You almost died. I want to be sure you're okay before leaving. I don't want something worse happening to you." Why did he say that though? Why was he so concerned for her now when before he just wanted her to stay away from him? Why was he so drawn to her brightness? Allowing instinct to take over again, his hand reached out and ever so slightly, brushed a strand of her wild, red hair. It felt...nice. "I'll stay here with you...if you want."

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      There was no way she could face her brother. No way she could go see him and even talk to him. Not after knowing what had truly happened. After knowing the truth. After that initial visit that crushed her, knowing her brother had chosen to forget her, Azusa inquired Hera about what had happened. She had been with him in the accident. She knew where he was going and why. Evidently...she knew. And when Hera told her, Azusa wished she had never asked in the first place. Her brother and his wife had seen a video...of when Sato publicly raped her. The rage Devlin felt had blinded him to the point of rushing to the airport to get to Sato and kill him. But before he could even arrive at the airport, someone intersected them and crashed. Deviln woke up to the news that the accident had caused Hera to lose her baby. Another baby dead. Another future son or daughter that had not seen the light of birth. The pain...of everything...had been so great that his mind regressed and erased everyone connected to it.

      Even her.

      She caused him pain...

      So how could she even go to see him knowing he was in this state because of her? After knowing that her mere existence had brought him so much agony he had pleaded to forget it. Once more life reminded her just what a burden of an life she was in this world and to those around her. Once more life didn't want her to forget that she was nothing more than unwanted trash. She didn't want to see Devlin. She didn't want to go anywhere near him. If he had chosen to forget her, then it meant that right now his mind was better off. His mind was not in pain. It was at peace. So it was better if she stayed away. That way this existence that was her would not ruin his life again. He could find better happiness now. She would no longer be a burden that kept dragging him further down. So even if right now it hurt so much every day that it made her cry...she would stay away from her brother. Its the least she could do to the first person who saved her life.

      After putting Nozomi to sleep, Azusa went straight to her bed. Tadashi was already there reading a book. Azusa crawled to the bed and wrapped her arms around his waist. Hugging him tight. Hugging him close. Needing to feel his warmth. Her head resting against his chest, hearing that beautiful, steady heartbeat that gave her life with each beat. A heart whose beat matched hers because her heart also beat for him. Whenever he was with her, she felt peace. Even if everything else in her mind was chaos and crumbling down, Tadashi held her together. Kept her from falling apart. He was all she had now. Him and Nozomi.

      "T-Bear...let's start planning the wedding."
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      Her fingertips twitched as the man made no response to her. The silence. The complete lack of response to her was the solid answer to the six year lingering vague question. While she knew it. While she saw it. To finally see that this man still lacked any sole loyalty smacked her in the face. Astuda was a bastard to the core of his being. What more... did she have to do? Sure, taking two blades changed his mindset of her, but obviously never moved him to pledge anything speck of himself to her. Bastard. It was moments like this that she questioned how much she had really gained through the years. Sure. They had acquired a massive chunk of land, but how many have they really brought in under them?

      Devlin was the very last person on every single person on this god forsaken planet did she expect to walk through the door of her hospital room today. And god, she has had a ton of them. All very much unwelcome. Right now, she didn't even want to look at him. Didn't want to hear his voice. Every fiber of her body wanted to cling to him, to feel the comfort he had given to her for five years. Yet if he rejected her right now... she would find the nearest gun and seriously end herself in a way that Percy couldn't bring her back to the land of the living.

      Astuda left without another single word to her. Scuffing she took a seat on her bed again as Devlin choose a strange action. Sitting in a seat in the same room as her of his own will. Was he ill? When he spoke her whole body went rigid. Was she okay? Okay? The question shook her to the core of her being. Was.... she okay? No. She wasn't anything close to being okay. Why did he ask her such a horrid question?

      Pulling on a smile she grinned at him. "Of course I am fine. I'm Hera Ryu-" The word quenched painfully in her throat as she looked at the eyes that were void of the familiar love. The eyes that looked at her with understanding of who she was. The eyes of the man she loved. There wasn't a single trace of any of that... in the eyes that looked at her right now. Not even his sister.... Azusa could face him... Why did she have to face him? Why couldn't she run away too? Why was she... always.... always the one that had to fight alone? "Hera. Something like this is nothing. Nothing at all."

      Out of bed she started removing the machines hooked to her. If she was alive then she had work she had to face. People to see. Concerns to ease, no doubt the news of her slaughtering her family... had reached everyone's ears. The thought made her fingers tremble as the reality cleared in her head... reality gripping her. The cold calm rage that had guided her hands as she killed all of them. All of them. The feel of him touching her and pushing her back onto the bed jarred her out of her thoughts, catching onto the fact he was talking to her. Insisting that she stay in bed, that she wasn't in the condition to be moving about. "Devlin, you don't know me very well. I've barely scratched the surface of what I need to do. Work has piled up while I've been gone, so I need to go get it done."

      Nope. Losing his memories didn't take his stubbornness away from him. The power struggle between them went back and forth with some words when he said something that made her just look at him. Words she had so desperately wanted to hear from his mouth... but no longer in this moment as she struggled with the disgust with herself for butchering her family. As she struggled with the battle of if she deserved to fight to be in his life. Treatrous tears filled her eyes as she felt her insides shattering. Her fingers clawed into the sheets of the bed as they rolled down her face. "Run away, Devlin. Go, I'll free you of having me in your life. Like you wanted." Bowing her head she bowed her head as her body shook. "If you don't..."

      He was going to leave... she knew it... Why he even said it in the first place was beyond her. Was she that pitiful? It was hard to breath... This rejection would end it. "But if... you don't..." It was hard to talk through her thick overwhelming strangling emotions. "I so.... badly want you.... to stay with me..."


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      He didn't really understand what was going on. Quite frankly, he doubted anyone was going to fully explain what exactly was going on with him and everyone else. However, in this moment none of that seemed to matter anymore. The disorientation no longer seemed like it was something that weighed on him. No. What weighed on him now was seeing the tears on this woman's eyes. It weighed so heavily on him that it literally felt like something or someone was squeezing the life out of his heart. Why was she crying? Why did she look in so much pain? Why did she want him with her so badly it was evident it was breaking her heart? This woman. This...wife. Did she really had this strong emotions towards him? He didn't comprehend much about love. What it was to love someone fiercely. No one has ever truly loved him. Such a sentiment was an abhorrent thing in the Ryuunaga household. He...didn't know how to respond to this. How did someone even responded to this? One thing was certain though: he didn't want to see her cry. Devlin cupped her chin, making her lift her head to meet his eyes. With his free hand, his thumb gently wiped away the heavy tears that fell from her eyes. Such beautiful eyes...

      "I don't...want to see you cry." His voice was soft. Almost a whisper. Almost a heart break. He tucked a lone strand of her wild fiery hair behind her ear. Just gazed at her. She had freckles. Especially under the bridge of her nose. "Your eyes...they look prettier when you smile..." He then moved to the corner of the bed and sat on it. Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her towards him. Logic and sense was beyond consideration. There wasn't really anything to overthink in this. No need to listen to his mind. His body moved on its own. This was something he had never done. And yet, it was like his body knew exactly what to do. Exactly how to hold her. As if...it was used to doing this to her. Strange since...he had never met her before this past weeks. "I'll stay. Tell me what I must do to keep you from crying." The words also seemed like the came out of their own. What did this woman do to him? Who was she to him really? His arms held her tighter. She was small. And warm. He was afraid she would break.

      "I'd...I'd like to get to know you. If that's alright. I did want you away from me but when I actually did have you away...I hadn't felt lonelier in my life. So, might as well keep you by my side." He looked at her again. Her expression changed. It didn't seem so achingly sad. It seemed more...surprised. More of longing. Something nostalgic. But all the same, there was a faint glimpse of a light in her eyes. A hint of life. He had never felt more drawn to a pair of eyes as he did with hers. Devlin gave her an awkward grin. "I'll make you smile."

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      "Just stay like this." She whispered in response of his question of how to keep the tears at bay. To be envloped by his warmth, to feel his muscular arms around her, to be able to inhale his scent. This was all she needed to feel sane in the mist of the insanity that wanted to rip her apart from the inside out. The safe place she had found with him in the five years they had been married was right here, in his arms. Curling against him she greedily sought to be closer, not wanting him to let go or for herself to let go of him. All she wanted was him. He had been the sole reason she lived. The only reason she wanted to live. No one else mattered to her enough to want to live in this forsaken world. Ryuunaga meant nothing to her. Obviously Vlahakis meant nothing to her that she didn't bat an eye to kill them for trying to take Devlin from her. Right now, not even Percy could save her, if Devlin had walked out of this room he would have been the last to have seen her living.

      The rhythm of her heart slowed, the machines weren't freaking out with her increased heart rate anymore. His touch instantly calmed the storm inside of her. Not even doing much other than holding her, but it calmed her drastically. "Mmm. Let’s get to know each other." She whispered as her eyes began to get heavy. Snuggling into his side she rested her head on his shoulder, her hand rested on his chest lightly stroking it. "I'll tell you whatever you want to know about me. I've felt very lonely without you, Dev. If this is all you can give me, I'm okay with that. I won't push you for more. This... just being in your arms, talking to you... Is enough."

      Her eyes slowly drifted close. "Slowly.... we will get to know each other."


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      As the days passed, Devlin was learning to handle Hera better. Becoming used to her presence near him. To do that successfully, he moved back to what apparently was his house. A big, strange, and unfamiliar house. Hera knew it like the back of her hand. Said she had been living her for years now. He wondered where he actually was all these claimed years though, and why he didn't remember anything at all. Thankfully, he saw another familiar face: Jeong. He felt more at ease as he learned about this house knowing Jeong was there. True to her word, Hera did not demand anything from him save that he stayed with her. And he stayed true to his word was well by doing what she wanted. Often than not he would find himself embracing her. It was becoming a more natural reaction than a conscious one. It was becoming easier to do it. Even so, he still struggled with the openness of her devotion towards him. To this love she professed. He still didn't know how to react to being surrounded by such a kind and warm person.

      The one thing Hera did do for him was tell him the truth about his Father's whereabouts. He was dead. Had been killed. Apparently, the Europia mafia had managed to assassinate him, as ludicrous as that sounded. No one in their sane mind would ever attempt to assassinate Raijin Ryuunaga. But Vlahakis had. And Vlahakis had succeeded. And Vlahakis was coming for him, having threatened his sisters. The four sisters he had back in Thantos. According to Hera, he had been so enraged by it he took a car and sped to the airport only to crash. The accident as well as the shock caused him to have a brain concussion which is why he was so disorientated and had memory loss of the basic and recent events. Everything...gave him a migraine. His Father was dead. Killed. His sister had been in danger. He had been close to death as well. What was he going to do now? Hera assured him his sisters were moved to a safe location. Then again...what reason did he have to believe her? Thane, his father figure, most loyal man, had not spoken to him once about this. This woman, whom he barely knew, or if its true she was his wife he could only have known her for a handful of years...what guarantee did he have that what she said was even true? Sure, she had told him about her. She was no longer a complete stranger. Even showed them pictures they took together. Regardless...she could have very well fabricated everything to take advantage of him. After all, she was the remaining Vlahakis heir.

      But her eyes...

      He could not see a single speck of deceit in those beautiful emerald eyes. The way she looked at him was sincere. Never in his life did someone look at him with so genuinely. Look at him with such affection and love. It constricted his heart, as well as it filled it like warm sunlight. It was blinding bright, but also liberating and refreshing. For some reason, knowing Father wasn't around anymore made it so much easier to breathe. Gave him peace. He didn't feel as scared. Didn't feel that crushing weight that was his Father's mere presence. He would no longer fear his brutal, merciless hand. No longer fear failing him or making a mistake. No longer fear waking up to seeing his face. To feel pain. To feel blood. And looking at Hera, being with her, knowing that she was all he would see from now on...it made his restless, frightened soul be at peace. Soothed him in a way he couldn't even comprehend. So should he believe her words? He would. Because those eyes that looked at him every single time were simply incapable of lying. Whatever she said to him, she said it because she obviously care. To have gone through this lengths just to have him by her side. To do all the things she currently did for him. Like going on on...dates. Activities he was alien to. Such a thing was forbidden to Father. But now he could indulge in them and enjoy them. Enjoy. For the first time in his life...he could enjoy life.

      Out of not wanting to break his promise to Hera, Devlin slept with her every night. Shared the same bed. And would hold her at night if she wished for it. Strangely enough, he grew used to it. Quickly. It felt as if this was something his body was used to doing for years. He found that all this things his body felt when in Hera's presence were things he didn't dislike. On the contrary...it made him want them more. Today she had insisted to take him to the arcade. A place he had never really been before. To his surprise, they had a morw than pleasant time. Hera being competitive like him. What first started out awkward in the place turned out to be playful between them. Both challenging the other. More than once he felt himself grin and even laugh. But more importantly, Hera smiled and laughed too. Her eyes definitely looked more beautiful when she smiled. He wanted to always see that smile. And to always hear that melodious laugh. At the end they finished the day in a small cafe she has separated for them only. The privacy being most welcomed. She ordered a parfait for them both. Both talking about trivial things. But also talking about themselves.

      "Every day with you...is unlike anything I have ever experienced. You have given me joy for the first time in my life." Devlin said with honest words as his hand swirled the straw inside the drink. "You have been this bright and warm sun that has shined in my dark world. And even though I don't remember marrying you, I can't deny that my body does remember something of you. Whenever you are around, it just knows what to do and how to do it." He glanced at her, noting she had a bit of whip cream on the corner of her mouth. Almost by instinct and impulse, Devlin leaned forward and licked it. Proving his point. His body moving on its own. Knowing just how to respond to her. The action startled her, bringing her cheeks to become flushed. "You're adorable "
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      There was no end in sight. Baekyun was a monster that just wouldn't ever be sated. The whole south had been conquered. He did what they wanted him to do. In process destroyed the very fabric of the only positive relationship he ever bore with anyone. Pushed him to the insanity that his father had lived in. For a time understanding the man more than he ever had wanted to understand. He never wanted to understand. The death of that man had been the best thing that had ever happened in his life. So what more did he have to do? He gave up literally everything for them. Destroyed everything in his own life for them. Yet they were still unhappy. Talks of going up for the north was being whispered in the hallways. Bastards.

      The north was completely unstable at the moment. It wasn't unknown to the world of the accident that happened to Devlin, that he didn't seem to have memories of much. Not soon followed with the massacre of Vhalakis by Hera's hand that greatly threw the Europia front in complete chaos. It would seem for the time being Hera was just going to sit back and watch her father's empire burn to the ground. No one dared to make a move for it in fear of the volatile red head would set her eyes on them. There was no way she was just going to allow someone else to take the land, once those that were left devoured each other surely she would claim the land for Ryuunaga. Chaos was bubbling every which direction and the Baekyun Elders and sub-leaders wanted to take advantage and expand over all. As if they were really in need of more land when they were still trying to gain full control over the land they currently had.

      Sato knew very well how trying to take over the north would go down for them. Hera would slaughter them. It was clear the red head had the skill and tactics to single handedly kill off her own strong hold of a family, she had nothing holding her back from killing them if they made a move. Their military power was unlike anything ever seen in Ryuunaga history. Attacking them would be the end for their name.

      God, these people were so fucking annoying.

      "This is the new batch of product." Rogin, the leader of his sex ring walked him into the room of 'new recruits'. "The market is going through the child phase again, wanting small children to be with. Their 'innocence' is going top dollar." Innocence meaning to be the first to be able to first to have sexual intercourse with them. The bid war for their virginity became fierce.

      The room was thick with the smell of urine, the liquid was always the first sign of fear for children ripped out of their safe environments from before. Cold emotionless eyes looked over the group of little girls huddled together, as if it would protect them from the older men. As if. There was a decent amount of them, so their return from tonight's bidding would go rather well for them. The return will be large. "Present them well." As he turned one of the little girls caught his eye. With a slight glance at her, he walked out of the room to go the bidding room.

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      "She still hasn't done anything?" Tadashi was constantly getting calls from surviving Vlahakis leaders that were still in a state of chaos. Without a leader everything was burning to the ground more than he had originally thought Hera would let it burn. At this point he had no idea what his sister was thinking or planning to do. Was even starting to wonder if she was planning to do anything. Surely she wasn't going to let someone else rise of up and take over their family's land. "I'll talk to her."

      While he had also entertained the thought of killing off their father, as the days past knowing they were all the were the left.. He felt a heavy weight on his chest about the matter. They couldn't just end it this way, to kill them then leave for everything to burn into nothing after everything they went through. Yet Hera was acting like nothing happened, solely focusing her attention on Devlin and keeping the current Ryuunaga stable. With no interest in the devastation she left in Europia. In way he believed Hera was worse than he was. Did things, then never thought twice about it.

      "No, I'm sure Hera plans to bring Vlahakis into the Ryuunaga protection." Tadashi assured the man on the other side of the phone. To be expected everyone was waiting for Hera to rule over them. None of them were asking for him, they using him as a focus point to try to contact Hera who refused to talk to any of them. Everyone had always wanted Hera to be over them. Pouring himself a cup of coffee he leaned against the counter. No doubt Percy was getting the same calls, needing just one of them to be able to convince Hera to make her move. That this was her chance for complete control, something Hera wouldn't take from Devlin. If she conquered Europia it would be in Devlin's name that she claimed it. Hera was different in that fact, she no longer sought power for herself. "You know Hera as well as I do, she does things on a strict time table she has planned out. Like I said, I'm sure she has some kind of plan up her sleeves."

      If not he would make her come up with a plan. When Azusa entered the kitchen he ended the phone call. Sliding the phone into his back pocket he pulled her into his arms. "Good morning, Angel." Kissing the top of her head. "How goes planning the wedding?"


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      She was scared.

      She was alone.

      Papa and Mama were...gone.

      Bad men had done something to them. Papa and Mama weren't moving. There was red all over them. Blood. Their eyes were opened. But they weren't moving. They were on the floor. Why weren't they moving? Why did they have blood coming out of their bodies? The bad men had suddenly went to their home. They had talked to Papa and Mama. Saying something about money. Papa and Mama said no. And then the bad men had pulled out something that made a very loud noise. It terrified her. Everything terrified her. She cried a lot. The bad men then took her away from home, and Papa and Mama never moved. They would not move ever again. Dead. They were dead. The bad men took her into some moving car. A big car. Her hands were in ropes. The car inside was like a cage. And there were other girls like her inside. All with the same horrified expression as her and the same tears in their eyes.

      The men shouted to them a lot. Yelling for them to stop crying. It didn't make them cry less. It made it scarier. She didn't know how long they had been in the moving car. She had not learn to count time. It was the next thing they were going to teach her at school. But it was probably a long time. Because her hands hurt from the rope and her tiny behind hurt from being sitting down in a hard place. When the car stopped, the bad men opened the door of the car where they were and in a mean and hurtful way got them out and threw them into a dark empty room. They added collars to them. The collars had a number. Their number.

      Then, a man entered the room. He was tall. With red eyes. And funny-colored hair. He looked at them all, then talked to the bad man. But for a brief moment, her violet eyes met his. Her tiny lips quivered. Her eyes didn't look away from his. They silently pleaded him to save her. But he left. And the moment he left, the bad men took each of them to get cleaned up. By now, she struggled with shutting down the other girl's cries and screams to being alert. The men weren't nice to the girls who were noisy. When it was her turn, she tried to not scream and cry. But her whole body was shaking. They sent them to a room where a lady washed their bodies with a rough cloth. Then they changed her into a white dress, brushed her hair, and placed a red flower on their head.

      Once all the girls were dressed the same, with only their collar number identifying them, they were taken to another room. Each girl was then brought forth to a spinning pedestal were they stood and surrounding them were different men. The men would look at the girls from every angle and then place their numbers for them until the girl was sold to the highest bidder. A bought girl ended up having their collars switched to one that said the name of their new owner. Slowly each girl was disappearing. Each taken by one. Some taking more than one. She had been last. She had been alone. And for some reason, she was given the highest numbers out of all the other girls. Finally, they changed her collar to the name of the man who would take her to his house: Hassan Zahir. The man went to get her. He was tall. And big. His eyes were not nice. His smile was scary. And he had a strange smell in him. She tried to hard to not pee on herself from how scared she was to be with a stranger man. She wanted someone to save her....please...someone...

      Mama...Papa...I'm scared....

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      "It goes well. Since its going to be private and done here, we don't really need to prepare much. Just need to get the decorations for the backyard which I have thought out already. Caterer and priest are already set. I still need to chose my dress. And Nozomi's. She will be our flower girl. As for witnesses, I would like Thane and Percy. If you don't mind."

      She had a wedding once. Also private and small. In all honesty, this preparation had brought forth those old memories. Memories of many moons ago where she had been young, inexperienced, lonely, hungry for love. The wedding she had believed was the step to her dreams coming true. They ended up being a mirage that took her into a hellish nightmare. She had not wanted to burden Tadashi with this, knowing the current chaotic situation of the Vlahakis was greatly troubling him. There wasn't any point to even mention this to him. It would only trouble him more. He didn't need to know that planning this wedding was at times hard. That some times, it only reminded her of the most painful and saddening experience in her life. Her hands snaked around him, sliding inside his back pockets; head looking up at him. Leaning up, she claimed his lips in a kiss.

      "I can't wait to finally have you as my husband."

      She had been with this beautiful man for years now. By a chance meeting. One that had began rocky and brusque but turned into training her. Then they became connected by something powerful and raw, as she saved him from death...and he saved her as well. They had gone through the worst and most miserable pits of hell together. He taught her what it meant to truly love someone. To truly feel loved in return. What it meant to have support from your partner. What it meant to feel cherished. He gave her everything she had ever wanted. And in turn, she was able to fully love someone without fear. Every day with Tadashi made her smile. Seeing him smile and laugh and full of happiness made her chest swell and her heart warm. Seeing him love and take care of Nozomi was the most perfect picture. Maybe her first wedding led to pain. Maybe at times now she remembered it. But in the end, it had led her to the man she would marry now.

      "Tradition says we should wait until the wedding night. But..." Azusa gave him a deep and hard kiss. "Our relationship is based on breaking the rules anyway. Nozomi is with Damion today. So we don't have interruptions for a while." With a coy grin, she licked his lips and then his jawline. She would never get enough of him. "Let's go back to bed. I feel like having you for breakfast first."
      Last edited by Vivix; 06-11-2017 at 09:41 PM.

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