Dare To Lose Yourself Hiead X Zero
Zero was miraculously exhausted. He just got off from his first training. It was so odd of him though, that he decided to go out and watch the stars than to go to bed. To him, the sparkle of the infinite number of stars and the shades of limitless sapphire aided his stress. He didn't want to go to bed at once anyway, cause the person he hates the most is in the room. Hiead slept early, plainly worn out from the practices they had.
"Damn, that jerk. He's such a show off." Zero said in such a loud voice. If someone had been walking along the hall, then that someone could have thought that Zero was talking to himself. In short, he looked dumb.
'Why the hell do I hate Hiead? Why do I even care if shows off when I know that I can beat his sorry ass? He's not the best anyway. I would be a much better pilot than him. Even if he had EX...' He thought and smiled like some dumb ass weirdo would.
For a few minutes, Zero snapped suddenly "I bet he's asleep by now!"
"Sleeping jerk! Sleeping JERK! SLEEPING JERK!" He repeated for like several times. He hopped around like some jocund bunny.
"Ehh, Zero... Aren't you going to get some sleep??" Clay scratched his head and yawned.
"Err... Nope. I'm not yet sleepy! Sleeping jerk's in there too! I don't want to be with that sleeping jerk!!!" Zero shouted as if he owned GOA.
"Tone down a bit, will ya? Everyone's like hitting sheep already! I can't understand why your energy never shrinks. I am going to bed... So if you're not planning to sleep, then let ME sleep!" Clay mumbled and walked in.
Mr. Intructor, Azuma shows up and overhears Clay and Zero.
"Candidate 89, come here. You'll be sleeping with candidate 85." The instructor ordered.
"EHHH?! What about me???" Zero's jaw dropped exaggeratedly on the floor.
"You? Well, I guess if candidate 87's asleep then you don't get to talk to anyone and fall asleep as well. G'night." Before Zero could even complain, there was no trace of Clay or Azuma.
This only means that he's going to sleep with Hiead. With Hiead alone and only with Hiead.
Zero's POV
Why did it have to be Hiead? This is so not fair. SONOTFAIR! I mean, who knows what that psychotic guy's thinking? What if he suddenly pounces over me and stabs me with a dagger.
"Ah!" I abruptly barked. How could I have forgotten that I have to sleep early for the training tomorrow!
So then, this means that I had no choice. I had to open that door, step in, lay in my bed and sleep. It sounds simple, but god knows what's going to happen the whole night. I hope I would still be able to wake-up for tomorrow morning's practice.
First, I slowly opened the door and avoided making any sound.
Hiead suddenly rolled in his bed to shift positions. I froze and waited for the right time to execute my next move. Noticing that Hiead was perfectly in dreamland, I walked in.
I did it!
The last two things left, is to lay in my bed and sleep.
I sat down the edge of my bed. My hands roamed in search of my pillow.
...
What the-?
My pillow was nowhere to be found. I looked under the thin board of my bed. I looked around, still no sign of my pillow. How can I sleep without a pillow?!
...
I scratched my head furiously.
Where is-?
Oh no. This can't be.
MY PILLOW IS CAUGHT IN HIEAD'S ARMS. Waaa-h!
Talk about suicide. If I get the pillow from him, I'm sure he's going to wake up and punch me in the face. Bah! I could always dodge, right? What was worrying me was if we start a fight, we both might not be able to sleep early and none of us can attend the practice.
This sucks.
All I have to do now is sleep without a pillow. I lazily picked my blanket and quietly folded it so I can use it as my pillow. I carefully laid my head over the pretend pillow I made. Turning my back at the sleeping Hiead, I closed my eyes... hoping I could sleep with a blanket as my pillow.
'Aren't you gonna get this from me?' a soft whisper came.
My eyes grew wide. Was Hiead awake all this time? And was he pertaining to the pillow? I know now! He wanted me to get the pillow from him so he can start a crappy fight and prove that he's boss. Nice move, but it won't work on me. I'll just act as if I am asleep and I didn't hear anything.
'Zero... Don't even think that I'd believe that you're already sleeping.' Hiead whispered once again but this time his hands strolled around my bed, then next thing I knew was his hand was playfully touching my back. Hiead crawled near me. I felt so tense about his actions. He was freaking me out.
'You can't fool me.' He lustfully licked my earlobe.
I couldn't take much of it anymore. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING??"
"Are you stupid? I just licked your earlobe. Hello?" He sneered.
"That's not my point! Are you being psychotic again? WHY WOULD YOU EVEN LICK MY EARLOBE?! You don't have the right!" I said, showing my intense feeling of disgust and anger.
"Oh? Who has the right? Clay?"
"No!"
"Ah! Could be Kizna, or Yamagi or Roose." He teased me. It was really annoying.
"NO! NO AND NO!!!" I uncontrollably yelled. He was getting into my veins.
"Then, that leaves only one person... and that's me. I have the right." Hiead's hand started caressing my face. I instantly slapped his hand off.
"Don't you even dare do that again or I will--"
"You will what?"
"I'll kick your sorry ass off this room."
He laughed. It pissed me off, really. "Like you could, huh?"
"I COULD!" I stood up and pounced over him. Luckily, I didn't have a dagger. I pinned him on his bed, making sure that he couldn't move.
When I gazed at his face, he was grinning at me. What the hell was he smiling for?! That annoying twit. Grrr... "What?!"
"You're devilishly angelic."
"Shut up!"
"Do me."
"Do what to you? Kill you? Sure."
"Before you could even do that, I'd want you to—" Not again. He was touching my face again. "If you slap my hand away, then I could freely move. That's going to be pretty much your regret once you get off me," he continued teasing me.
His fingers trailed down my cheeks, tenderly moving their way to my lips. I could've bitten his fingers off. I didn't though. My body won't let me harm him. I was somewhat enjoying his soft touch against my skin. I was so not Zero-like. Why was I permitting him to do what he wants? Damn.
He stretched his head up to reach my lips. I stared at him in complexity. As the distance between our lips disappeared, my eyes closed subconsciously. His tongue hostilely warred against mine. Surprisingly, my tongue also started to explore the sweetness of his mouth. He broke the kiss and he planted a rampage of kisses on my neck. My eyes were still closed, as if I was trying to feel him. I was even pulling him close.
This is not normal.
Not normal!
Not normal!!!
I immediately pulled myself off him.
"Wrong move." He swooped off on top of me. "Too bad, you're the one who's pinned down now."
"Let me go!"
"Don't shout at me. Well, it's not like I'd free you if you ask nicely."
"I said LET ME GO!"
Hiead straddled over my legs. His weight wasn't any greater than mine. I know I can somehow shove him off me. Though, that wasn't possible anymore when I saw his hand revealing a rope.
"What are you going to do with that?!"
"I'll tie you up, of course."
"You can't! You won't! I won't let you!"
"I can. I would. I don't care if you'd let me or not."
He did tie me up. How am I to escape him now? "YOU'RE SO DAMN PSYCHOTIC! AAAHHRGGH!" I roared at him. He simply eyed me as he fixed the rope tight up my wrists.
I forcefully tried to pull my hands off the rope. "Stop that. You'll just hurt yourself."
"Like you care if I get hurt!!!" I constantly shrugged the rope hoping it'll come off. He was right, I was hurting myself. The wild movements I made only caused scratches on my wrists. It didn't hinder me from moving more though, I continued to struggle myself off Hiead's bed. Crimson stained the bed sheets. It signaled me to stop. It hurt so badly.
"Done with your idiotic moves?" He stared at me and his eyes reflected much of worry. I'm not sure though. Why would he worry about me anyway? This is his fault in the first place.
"Shut up and untie this shit!"
Hiead didn't say a word. He simply –did- untie the rope. I wasn't expecting him to, but thank goodness, he did.
"Don't move."
"I'm outta here!" I tried to get up. How silly of me to do though, I know I can't escape him.
He leaned his head on my chest. I flinched. He was so unpredictable. Why is he doing this?
He then reached for my left hand. I was supposed to pull it away, but I didn't. The bruises were extremely painful. Slowly, his tongue flicked out of his half opened lips. He passionately licked the blood on my wrists. I shivered as pain and pleasure twisted under my nerves. Sweat was dripping all over my skin.
"S...stop. Please stop..." I simply muttered.
He started undressing me as if he didn't hear my pleas. He trailed numerous light kisses on my chest, my chin until he reached my lips. "How can I stop when I haven't even started?"
"Let me go and I'll show you what HARDCORE IS!" What the hell was I saying?!
He laughed evilly. "Go ahead, you sexy harlot." Hiead slid off me, lied down and took off his undies. "Show me what you can do."
I was dumbstruck by what he did and by what I did! I desired to prove myself to him! But this isn't the best way to prove myself, is it?! My hand nervously traced his length. He just watched my moves.
"You're shivering? Are you some sort of vibrator, or something?" He irritably said.
"Shut up and watch! Or even moan!" I can't believe this. I feel so stupid for saying such things.
I mischievously licked his crotch, tasting the liquid from it. As much as he tried to prevent himself from moaning, he couldn't. He had to admit that I was good!
"Mhhmm..." He let out a seductive moan. He was... well, cute. With his eyes closed like that and his lips gasping for breath, what else could be sexier than that?
I stopped then moved slowly up to kiss him. I licked my lips and began working his tongue out. I began to thrust my body against his. After that, I broke the kiss and panted.
"You were great, I should say. But I know I'm better than you in any aspect... specially SEXUAL part of it." Hiead naughtily said. I simply giggled at the strong emphasis on the word 'sexual.'
"We should always learn to accept defeat, ne?" I winked at him.
"Ha-ha! I'll show you next time. For now, we should sleep." He grabbed his clothes and put them on as I did likewise.
"G'night."
"Hnn..."
A not so normal night passed.
Not so normal yet so perfect.
Tbc?
Author's notes: Well, if this fic is good, then I'd continue it. Is it? Is it?