"The heart was made to be broken." -Oscar Wilde

Author's Note: At the request of my best friend, DarkAngelB, I have updated this story first.Thus the rather quick update. Enjoy!

My throat was dry. I tried to gather the spit in my mouth so I could swallow, my tongue fruitlessly moving as I attempted so. My eyes fluttered open then and I took in the wall ahead of me. It was brick, painted white, and bare. I realized voices were arguing in the hall again. They were speaking quietly, their words more noise than language, but I continued to strain to hear them anyway. Finally one of them got flustered and spoke louder, with more conviction.

"What if she's with them?" a gruff voice said.

"A human?" it sounded like the blonde man from before.

"We don't know that," the gruff voice said with a grunt.

"She's not one of them. What would she be then," the other man said.

"I," the gruff man started. He paused then. Finally he spoke, barely loud enough for me to hear, "I don't know."

The voices dropped back to quieter tones and I could hear no more. I rolled over, my back flat against the bed, and looked up at the ceiling. More brick. I frowned. It wasn't exactly like a normal ceiling. Then again the man had said I was underground. I wondered why that was. Why would I be underground? A basement maybe?

My back started to hurt so I rolled over again. The position didn't help much, I had been lying far too long, but it was more comfortable than before. Then again my throat was still dry and I desperately wanted water.

I sat up; the blood rushed to my head and caused me to become dizzy. I rose my hand to cup my head and waited for the head rush to pass. It did. Slowly I slid my legs over the side of the bed and carefully dropped off. My feet hit the floor and I stood. I looked down at what I was wearing and I couldn't describe it, exactly. It was like that of a hospital gown only far less appealing, which I hadn't thought possible until this point.

The short gown was grey and sleeveless. It was like a poorly made dress that left the body shapeless, or at least not the natural shape of a woman, and instead left the upper body appearing like a square. It was also short, stopping about mid thigh. I turned my head to look at the back, stepping up on my tippy-toes to do so. My ass was covered at least, if only barely.

I was walking towards a faceless man standing near a large canopy bed, the flickering candle on a bed table casting shadows on his armor. I could briefly make out his lips as he licked them nervously.

"I-," he started and I could see his adam's apple move as he swallowed.

I rose a finger to my lips and made a shushing noise. I stopped walking then, as I was standing in front of him. I was close but not within arms length. Slowly my hands rose and I slide my arms out of my gown. It was easy to do since the laces in the back were already undone.

"My Lady-" he started, his voice shaking.

"I told you to be quiet," I said sternly, raising my head to boldly look him in the eyes. I dropped my dress then and it fell to the floor with a whooshing noise.

He wasn't looking me in the eyes anymore. And he wasn't protesting either. I smiled and stepped out of the circle of my dress. I stood in front of him, closer than before yet still not touching. He rose his gaze to mine. I looked into his beautiful dark grey eyes and my stomach flipped. I smiled shyly now at him. Scared. Not knowing how this was suppose to start. His face became clearly visible then.

He had long black eye lashes and short spiky dark black hair that was a startling contrast next to his light skin. His grey eyes were soft now as they gazed into mine.

"Give me this night, my love," I said, my voice cracking as my eyes filled up with tears. I lowered my head then, quickly trying to wipe the treacherous tears away.

He closed the distance between us with a few quick steps and lightly grabbed my upper arms. I looked up at him searchingly and he lifted his right hand to wipe the tears from my face. I stood unmoving, too afraid he'd leave me if I did anything rash.

"I would give you every night if I could," he whispered and took a small step closer. He lowered his lips to my collarbone and I gasped. I could feel his tongue licking the side of my neck and I shut my eyes, lost in the fire of his touch.

Woozily I fell back into reality. My breath was raged and my body felt heavy. I slid to the floor.

I went down on my knees. "Where do I untie it?" I asked.

"Right behind the knee."

I rose my eyebrow up at him suggestively and he laughed shakily, his gaze still clouded from desire. I looked away from him, too afraid I'd be tempted to rise and kiss him. I blindly searched for the tie behind his leg. I found it and untied the string. I slide his leg out of the small piece of armor, which was easy since his shoes had been kicked off already. Then turned and did the same to the other leg. Decidedly focusing on the task. After I was done, I slid my hands up his calves, he shuddered and I smiled. He reached down and took my hands into his own, pulling me up to him and kissing me deeply.

"Are you okay?!" a voice yelled.

My eyes snapped open and I stared at the blonde man dumbfound. Everything seemed to be in slow motion then. The blonde man rushing to me. The people I could see through the open door turning to look at me on the floor, their gazes questioning.

I was on the bed and he was naked above me. My hands were running across his bare sculpted chest where sweat was visible.

A hand touched my shoulder and I turned to see the concerned face of the blonde man. He was speaking but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

Too much. It was too much. I bit his shoulder and my nails raked against his back.

"Sakura? Sakura!"

My eyes focused and I stared at the blonde man. "Y-yes?" I said after two tries.

"Are you okay?"

I was laying on my side with his arms circling me as he slept, his face pressed up against my shoulder. I look vacantly into the flame of the candle. Blinking out of the daze I slide my hands across the arms that had always protected me. Lifting one of his hands I kissed it delicately. He rubbed his jaw across my back. I shuddered and gasped as the rough skin from his stubbly chin made contact with mine. I rolled over in his arms and saw he was smiling.

"I like it when you smile."

He rose his hand and cupped my face, lightly laying a kiss on my lips.

"Sakura?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe you should lay back down," he suggested.

"I think I've laid enough lately," I said.

"Okay," he said and I noticed his hand was still on my shoulder. I looked down at it and then up into his eyes. He moved it quickly. "Well, shouldn't we at least get you off the floor."

"Alright. Will you help me stand?"

He grabbed my arm and placed it around his shoulders.

My hand slid across his scratchy jaw, he laid a kiss on my shoulder. He was playing with my fingers with his own. I looked at where our hands touched. He saw and looked too. He intertwined them.

"What happens now?" I asked. I had tried to mask the sadness and crushing fear that suddenly gripped me but I doubt my voice masked anything.

He looked up from our hands and into my eyes. His eyes held such open sadness. "I watch you swear you'll love and cherish another man tomorrow, as planned," he said his jaw clenching at the last.

Tears slid from my eyes and slid down my face and into my ear. I reached up and wiped at it quickly, perturbed by the water in my ear. "I don't want to," I said my voice breaking from the pain. "I love you."

His lips took mine sweetly and again the world held a rosy glow. He shifted his weight to his arms and pressed me down on the bed.

I was standing.

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather lay back down," he asked.

"Yes I'm quite sure. I can stand on my own, thank you," I said and slid my arm from him. I took a deep breath.

"Did you remember something?" he asked with a tilt of his head.

"No," I lied.

"Oh," he said sounding disappointed. "Are you sure you're okay to be up around."

"I don't want to lay down anymore," I said.

"Very well. How about we go get you some food then?" he asked.

"Okay. Can I have clothes then?"

His gaze slid down my body, took in my bare feet, rose back up and he nodded. "Yes, I suppose you'll need some. Go sit and I'll get a nurse to get some." He turned and left the room.

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