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The Word

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Argilla hadn't been herself lately. She touched her forehead with a light tap, just like Gale used to do whenever he was drowned in his thought. She was sighing in deep contemplation as a lame effort to recall her… muddled feeling.

She winced.

Her bones tingled in a chain fit of pain. As if stubborn electricity ran her body, nipping every bits of her flesh's filament in a torture wrap.

She cursed for her ill-condition as she walked along the corridor of Anahata. Just beside a blinding window, she took a full halt. An image of slender proximity was emerged from the hissing door. It was Serph, meekly smiled at her. Her steel silver pair of orbs fixed at hers, a small gesture that sent her skin tickled in warmth and tingling sensation.

Slightly she blushed, giving the cold floor a sudden great deal of interest. Not daring she looked up to the leader; and she felt her guts was dwindling away as Serph taking steps closer to her side. In accordance, her beating was getting faster and her breathing was uneven.

At the point she thought her heart was about to burst, an image—his and hers—spurred into her sole mind.

She and Serph, bare naked and full of sweat, intertwined each other. Her—with her pink unruly hair and soft moans which escaped from her full-lips. Him—with his lean body locked her ever so tight protectively.

She shook, trying to shrug the image away. Narrowing her eyes into slits, she thought, deep and hard. The female tuner didn't comprehend what was all about. But she did understand one thing; the feeling was so ecstatic.

"Argilla?" broke his voice, cool and serene.

She snapped, jerked her head with deep crimson flush on her cheeks. Her eyes widened in horrid as she saw a worry expression drawn into Serph's face. And off she ran, not knowing where her feet would lead.

Anywhere's fine! She mentally screamed. Anywhere but not beside him!

Streams of questions arose,

What was that about?

Why she and Serph naked?

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Breathing heavily, she decided to take a full halt on one of the stairs. Letting her feet slowly lowered her body, sat with a mere incomprehension. "Just tell me what the hell happened to me!" she cried, succumbing her terror into a slur of tears.

'…sex…' a word rung into her mind, as clear as a chime bell in vicinity.

"…sex?" she repeated. The syllable sounded so foreign yet so… familiar. She blinked back her tears, all of her mind now attached into the solo word. "…sex," she said more firmly. At instant, she felt a giddy sensation running on her stomach. Not knowing why, she broke her lips into a timid smile.

Loud thuds' tantrum startled her. She looked up, full alert with whoever came to her direction. It turned out to be Heat, with his perpetual mocking sneer and a hand placed on his hip. "Why're you grinning like an idiot?" he scoffed, suppressing laughter into a snicker.

"Mind your own business!" she barked. And with that, she went.

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FIN?

A/N :

Cliffhanger! XD Made it in a quite spur of moment. It's a crap, really. But since it's my crap, I simply enjoyed the moment I was writing it.

This shot is dedicated to Angel, the one who opened my eyes to write DDS fanfic. Oh, Angie, remember what I said about that I'm working on Argilla fic? Heheh… this is not the one I mentioned. I'll upload it soon enough after re-read and do the edit thingies okay? X3