'You can beat me to the ground, you can bruise or plain rip my skin away but I'm not telling you where she is... even if I knew'
A green haired female made her way through a filthy, cold and humid corridor, she had a target, she knew exactly where she was going and nothing would keep her from it, she had gone through unbelievable troubles to be able to do this and she was doing it...
Her mind was flooded with thoughts about what was to come, what she'd do, what she'd say, how she'd feel... she couldn't believe this was going to be her. But she wouldn't allow anyone else to do it for her, no, that would be just unacceptable.
The moment she reached the one place she was looking for she found two low-class guards standing in her way one on each side of the iron gate before which sat the object of her intentions.
She showed them her order sheet and they nodded, they seemed to prepare themselves to take the prisoner out but she raised her hand, she wanted... no, she needed a moment with the prisoner so she showed them two bills, one for each and gestured for them to let her in, they got the hint, one of them took the cash and the other one opened the door for the high rank female, they wouldn't stand on her way specially if there was something else than staying alive and keeping their jobs in it for them, they imagined what would happen but they wouldn't be stupid enough to say it. Why should they care about what she did in there? No that wasn't their job description, so as soon as the girl was inside the cell they closed the door and left, they would be back a few minutes later.
"Ara, what a pleasant surprise this is... a kohai" the woman in handcuffs said with a polite smile.
"Shi-Shizuru-sama..." the surprise actually was to see that this woman was amazing enough to remain polite and agreeable even in these circumstances, no one could've blamed her for being cranky and hysterical, yet she kept as graceful and calm as if she were sitting in her own office and about to offer the visitor a cup of tea... There certainly was a reason as to why she was loved by everyone... Specially by this particular girl.
The older woman simply tilted her head still offering that lovely smile of hers to the startled student in response. Only a couple of seconds it took the 'kohai' to get watery eyes, she never thought this was what she was going to be faced with. Shizuru's look changed for a second to a wonderment face before she clicked on her 'politely concerned' mask, she didn't truly care for this girl, but if she had been caring enough to spend her money like this just to grant her a few minutes of conversation then she should at least show a bit of reciprocity. However this only helped the girl feel even worse, and her next move wasn't something either of them was expecting, not really.
Suddenly the younger girl's knees failed to sustain her body in a standing position any longer dropping her to the ground with a slight thud, her hands quickly ran forwards setting on the ground as well, making the girl bow her head and arch her back, she wasn't truly thinking, she just knew she had to do this and didn't care to fight it.
"Gomen nasai Shizuru-Onee-sama... Honto ni gomen nasai..." tears ran through her face making their way to the floor, she simply couldn't keep them in, she wasn't sure why but for what probably was the first time in her life she felt remorse, and it simply couldn't be helped.
'It looks like this is going to be interesting... if she's apologizing already' She thought, truly she didn't expect such an emotional display of care from anyone, specially if they were sent by those who imprisoned her, but if there were... if there were, then it could only mean that what was ahead just had to be "interesting".
"There is no need to apologize... Marguerite-san" She wasn't entirely sure this really was the name of the girl, but she used the "sweet motherly tone" she disliked so much but that kohais like this seemed to appreciate to try on soothe the situation. even if she was wrong and the name wasn't the girl's she hoped she would still score enough points to get her to stop weeping.
Marguerite looked at the column from the floor, she couldn't believe she would be so kind as to use that tone with her, she sure as hell didn't deserved it, and after today... she probably wouldn't get to hear it again, and she would hate herself for it if it wasn't because she thought, no, she knew that what she could get out of this would probably be much better... still she tried to save those words away on her mind somewhere to play back later. For now she stuck to looking pitiful and begging for forgiveness to her Onee-sama, as much as she loved and wanted her she simply wasn't ready to take her, any of her, without thoroughly asking her if not for permission at least forgiveness, she truly wouldn't be able to live with herself if this precious gem was to be taken from her life... in any way.
"O-Onee-sama... you, you remember"
Oh... so she was right, surely this girls made an impression on her somehow, she managed to always be around when she got close to Arika, well she didn't mind… she saw no reason to make a kohai's life harder if what was to come was anywhere near as "interesting" as she thought it probably had to be... so she'd play along "Of course I do Marguerite-san, how could I not? But please, stand up. There is no reason for you to be in such a humiliating position"
"Yes... yes there is Onee-sama, I'm, I'm so very sorry..." the girl faced the floor beneath her once again.
"Please, its alright, just stand up whatever is meant to happen will, there is no point in apologizing" there was a shade of disdain on her face while she said this, something the kohai didn't get even a glimpse of though. Too young to understand.
She looked up from her position again, she wouldn't make a move if she didn't get what she wanted, she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she didn't, not yet... "Will Onee-sama grant me her forgiveness?" she just had to ask.
"What we don't do for our own desire and will isn't our fault but those above us who ask it of us. If what you need is my forgiveness for doing or allowing something you don't want done to be so then you have it Marguerite-san" a double sided answer... nothing less could be expected from her.
But it was enough for this girl. "Thank you Onee-sama..." she gave her sempai the saddest little puppy eye look she was capable of... with this she at least felt off the hook.
Oh she knew this technique... though she had to hand it to the girl, she was quite advanced for her age at managing this kind of face, this wonderfully crafted mask was something she herself took a while mastering. So she would honor it by playing along just as expected "Ara, my child there is nothing to thank, now please... be kind to your Onee-sama and sit by her side? I don't appreciate watching you like that so far out of my reach" oh the careful choosing of words, the even more meticulous selection of tones to combine there... oh how she loved these dances.
'my child' did she just called her 'my child'?? Oh that was much more than she could've ever expected, now she knew she was off the hook, and she had to be fast, those minions wouldn't take long coming back, she shyly stood up, not looking up, little looks that didn't reach beyond the purple dressed woman's lap, she really knew hw to play her part, she looked and kind of felt guilty too. She made her way to where the woman was sitting and stood there for a second before she saw the older woman's hands gesture for her to sit, she was handcuffed with a rather hard and big piece of metal, it wasn't easy to move with it but she managed to at least gesture enough to be understood, and she did so as gracefully as if she didn't have such an impediment around her arms and wrists.
The scene was rather sweet, but truly the only one who cared about such was Marguerite. And as predicted only a couple of minutes after the guards were back and announced themselves with a thump on the door, this was the cue for the green haired girl to stand back up and look as tough as she did when she first walked in, and again without fully knowing why, she apologized, a soft "gomen" before she reached the door and told the guards to get in, Shizuru realized there was maybe something true inside this girl, not that it mattered much, but it was somewhat nice to know she was truly appreciated by some of her 'fans'.
What the guards had done was simple enough, they took Shizuru to a different room under Tomoe's orders, she of course went along and made sure neither of the guards laid a hand on her price –cough- no, her Onee-sama, of course she meant her precious Onee-sama.
And so they didn't, they merely directed the precious Amethyst to her destination, they wondered for a moment if she knew what was in store for her, but surely she did, she simply was this good and wouldn't let herself be beaten, even now...
Once they arrived Shizuru took mental notes of the whole place, it was a large room with poor illumination, much worse than the cell she was kept in, it was also much more humid and had the scent of pain... if she had thought there was at least a small chance that this wasn't going to be testing she now knew there wasn't. This was most certainly going to be one of those times. Thankfully she had "took a few" from Miss Maria for Natsuki (without her knowing of course) back in the day... this shouldn't be too hard then.
Tomoe looked at Shizuru a if assessing what a good next move would be, she loved looking good before her but she didn't want her fleeing either. She seemed to think it over a couple of times before she made her decision, she asked the guards the key to the "handcuffs" and stood in front of the Amethyst giving her a small almost unnoticeable yet meaningful smile she would be good.
Shizuru appreciated the girl's trust or stupidity mentally and showed it by gently grazing the girl's wrist with her fingers when she freed her. She would grant her the courtesy of not escaping and embarrassing her in the process. Merely because she was unsure about the whereabouts of her raven haired lover and maybe, just maybe she wanted to see just how good this would be.
This simple touch made the girl blush unwarily yet she managed to keep her feet and rough tone with her subordinates when she told them to wait outside the room, they both expressed their concern about leaving of course, but she was more than capable of handling one powerless otome by her self despite their beliefs and if they didn't agree they could always just try on asking the king about it, he was the one to send her to do this job after all.
Once they were left alone Tomoe acted slightly more relaxed, yet strong. "Onee-sama..." she looked to the wall at their right, it held a pair of chains that ended in restrains that could be used on either extremities, this of course was an unmistakable sign for Shizuru. Her suspicions proved to be right yet again.
"I see..." was all she said for a moment, closing her eyes and nodding slowly with a wry smile, she wouldn't deny she'd much rather avoid this if possible, but for her princess she wouldn't, not now, not ever. "Is that truly necessary, Marguerite-san?" she asked nonchalantly.
Tomoe stared at her blankly for a second, she didn't take Shizuru for the kind to make obvious questions... ever. "Well Onee-sama..." she began to answer before her sempai interrupted her.
"I mean the restrains Marguerite-san, you see my wrists have had enough of that." She really knew how to hold her ground, yet she would give an incentive if only to keep the child somewhat pleased it could work on her advantage. "You'd only have to ask me to stand if you wanted me still..." she said with a slightly sultry tone. Again Tomoe blushed, she simply loved this woman.
"Wouldn't that be too hard for Onee-sama?" she tried her best to sound innocent despite the fact that her brain was now flooding with unholy thoughts about them.
"There are harder things in life than standing a..."
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The rest of the story AND the phrase... on the next update looks evil
I already have 2 more chapters written so at least here I don't have to worry about getting a writer's block ;;;;
