Those Arms

11.38pm

"Does it hurt?"

"It numb a little…"

"Good…I haven't done too much damage then…"

"No, I liked damage…"

"Strange………….so did I…"

Damage. The word can mean many things.

Emotional, verbal, physical, mental…

Sexual never seems to come into the show. The potential harm a person can cause upon such delicate parts of a body is amazingly surprising. Damage upon you body isn't always enjoyable though, like some serious case of BIID.

This was no medical condition, or some pitiable diagnosis that the most advanced medical individual could state.

Pleasure. If you checked in a medical dictionary, the word pleasure does not appear as often as blood, flesh or hair. Pleasure is only within the reach of someone worthy to be granted it.

10.20pm

Lucy sat in the small room with the paper doors shut as far as possible to keep out the malicious chill of the storm. Something seemed to be giving her a headache. This normally happens when she changes back into her. But she seemed to be quiet for now.

Maybe she was coming down with that pathetic human ailment. What was it called? A cold?

Not Lucy, too pure. Too superior than those ideological primates who call themselves 'warriors'.

It wouldn't stop. The pushing. The constant thrusting inside her to release the parallel being she occupies. Maybe it was time. She could not put up with it anymore. She needed to rest.

"Ok, you go ahead"

Nothing happened though. The other one didn't come through as she normally does. Lucy looked up and her head shot towards the small mirror resting on the cabinet. There she was.

"Hey! What is going on??"

"Look!!" Nyu shouted, pointing behind Lucy. Lucy turned her head for a moment, too flustered with all these confusing events. Nothing there to report, so she turned her head back to the mirror.

There was no more Nyu. Just the reflection of the light fitting.

"What the…"

"NYU!! DINNER'S READY!!" came Yuka's voice through the house.

"Urgh…" Lucy moaned, but rose to her feet and left the room to the dining room.

10.30pm

"Isn't this a bit late for dinner, Yuka?" Kohta mumbled through rice cakes and juice.

"I took a while with the oven, the gas kept switching off. I told you to start paying the bills with the FULL amount. Baka…" Yuka replied with burning eyes.

Kohta retreated back to his food hastily as he and Yuka were already on rough ground. Mayu was munching away with a big smile on her face while Wanta sat obediently at her side, eating the small plate of rice left by his owner. Lucy sat miserably at the end of the table nibbling on her cup with one arm folded and the other holding the small container holding some weak orange juice.

Nobody spoke after that, 'Nyu's' sudden change in attitude…and voice…had caused a fair amount of concern in the household so nobody interfered.

"Forgive me, but I need some rest. Goodnight" Lucy stood up and left the room clutching her head with one arm with her other hand clenched tightly.

10.45pm

"STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" the declonius screamed in her head.

"I do nothing…"

"YOU ARE BURNING ME!!"

"I do nothing…yet…"

"What do you mean??" Lucy's face turned to shock and awe. She tensed up and prepared for some confrontation. In no time, Lucy felt the soft feel of her sheets upon her cheeks and something stroking her back. It was cold and light which made the nerves on her skin tingle with life. She only just noticed that her clothes were missing, hung on the end of the bed in a neat pile.

In her glimpse she caught another pile of clothes, exactly like hers next to her own pile.

"I have you now, Lucy, I have you now…"

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