Beauty and Punishment
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Mousy…or his lovely wings…
His plum midnight eyes watched before him and he let out a loud sigh. He watched 100 feet in front of him, where a young woman appeared on a large balcony. She had to be at least 25 now and her hair grew incredibly. His gloved hand clenched as he let his eye take in her form. She was beautiful he thought. Which surprised him to say the least; he was no long bound to Daisuke Niwa, the chosen one. He was free. And that was his greatest punishment for destroying his other half.
With evil there is good. And with good there is evil that was the laws. And Dark knew it to be true. He also knew the feeling he felt now were currently of his own and that was a nuisance right there. The black dress she wore hugged all of her curves, from her round mature breasts to her wonderful hips. He sighed again as he watched another figure emerge on the balcony. A man, young and fair joined the woman. His hair was a light brown; a shade lighter than the women's chestnut brown. He was tall and handsome. He hugged her from behind, letting his slender hands rest on her hips. She giggled in turn, her head turning to face the man. For a brief moment he eyes returned to the sky. She blinked and Dark was gone.
"Are you coming in, Darling?" the man asked.
"Oh yes…I was just admiring the how dark the sky looks compared to that bright full moon. Could have sworn I saw something…" The woman told the man.
"It was probably just a bat or something." The man snorted as he walked back into the house.
The woman sighed. "Probably right." She said to herself. She turned to the doors when a breeze blew past her. Moment later she saw a single black feather in the ground. She picked it up and ran her first two fingers down the length of the blue hued, black feather. It was the softest feather she had felt…as soft as…
Could it be? She asked herself returning back into the house.