Metaphoric
By SMYGO4EVA

They never told anyone why it happened; only that it wasn't their fault, and they never spoke of it again. A little encounter in a towering building and a little meeting gets you branded for life, even if you never told anyone else about it. A kiss, a little cop-a-feel, and hand-holding – didn't sound too scandalous, they hoped. Now this happens – a sudden explosion in a club and everything falls to pieces, but thankfully no one was dead. All of the people survived, thank the Lord, especially ones who were full of life and who had narrowly escaped the explosion.

She coughed a few times due to the smoke billowing out of the social establishment just then. She hugged her shoulders just before she felt a hand cover her mouth and a strong arm wrap around her waist pull her into the darkness of an alley nearby the club. She screamed, but her cries were muffled unfortunately.

"Quiet. It's me, Serenity." A rich and authoritative voice whispered in her ear. She knew that the voice belonged to Yami.

He released her for a brief moment, leaving her a little confused before he wrapped an arm around Serenity's petite waist and pulling her tightly so that their hips were pressed against each other's.

HerHH face reddened. "Wh-What are you doing, Yami?"

A short pause ruled the air before Yami spoke. "Well…you've certainly got more guts than I've ever expected. You risk your life for the sake of the ones you want to protect and for whom you really care about. I'm impressed."

Huh? What's he trying to say? She thought, her confused mind already trying to answer these questions. She felt his body shift his position; soon she felt his lips brush against her cheek and ear.

"Clearly, I'm attracted to you, Serenity. You're not like any of the other girls I've met. I sense that, in your sexual desires, you want to be robbed of your innocence, to be controlled and to let everyone in your life know that you're not weak. I understand that, dear Serenity."

Her eyes widened, a little bit more color added to her cheeks. What?

"And maybe…just maybe…I could be the one to fulfill those desires…if you'd let me…" As he spoke, the hand that was formerly on her waist traveled downward, past her derriere, and stopped at her thigh, leaving goosebumps to form on her skin. He pulled her even closer to his body with his free appendage, his breathing seemingly more erratic. It was then that she felt something rise up against her lower body.

Quickly, Serenity pulled away, leaving a very confused Yami in her wake.

"I-I'm sorry, Yami," she said, looking away from the lovely amethyst eyes. "You're very nice and charming and all, but …I'm not ready for that type of relationship right now."

Yami blinked once, taking in this information. "It's OK, Serenity; you don't need to be embarrassed."

Once that was said, he reached for her hand and held it dearly. His violet orbs wavered a bit as he spoke, "But I'm not one to give up so easily."

Her face reddened once again a little. At that moment, he leaned in and caught her lips with his surprisingly soft ones. Wave upon wave of embarrassment with a new sense of desire fell upon her as his free hand toyed with her long auburn hair, lacing it between his fingers.

He pulled away after a few moments of this, his formerly wandering hands now in his jean pockets.

"When you're ready, let me know…we'll meet again shortly." Yami said as he turned and walked out of the Yin-Yang, leaving a befuddled Serenity to stand and think things through.

FIN

(A/N: Think of this as a demi-sequel to 'Lust Comes From Strange Places' and happens just before 'Salva Nos'.)