I was watching the episode when the people met up, and I saw that Klous was actually last. But for the sake of this, he was first...And...umm...Yep. I'm not sure if I said this before, but everyone (Battle Brawlers, and Misuri) is 15, except Marucho. He's 11, and Masquerade is 16.
Also theres a little surprise at the bottom for all you Masquerade lovers! ^^
Chapter 4: Massages and Temtations
~Recap~
"Oh, my god it is so boring!" Komba suddenly yelled out startling everyone in the room. "Well what do you suppose we do?" Questioned Billy. Klaus was the one to answer. "Well, here we have six of the top ten bakugan brawlers, and we can't find anything to do?" He smirked. "How about we battle to pass the time."
"I'm in." Chan Lee instantly said. Julio nodded. "Me too." The rest of us agreed.
"So what? A three on three match?" Komba questioned. I shook my head. "No, how about a battle royal? A free-for-all?" I rephrased when Billy looked a bit confused. Everyone agreed, and took out a card. We stood in a circle and everyone yelled in unison.
"Field Open!"
~Start~
We were all transported to the playing field. Klaus smirked and help up a card. "I hope you all are ready. Field card set!" He leisurely tossed the card out. It grew huge allowing more than enough room for our battle. Billy took a stance like a baseball player. "Bakugan brawl! Bakugan stand, Cycloid!" Billy smirked, as a huge brown Cycloid with a stone hammer entered the playing field. "Check this out! Special ability activate! Right Gigante!" Cycloid's right arm grew to an enormous size.
"Oh yeah! Just try coming at me now!" Yelled Billy's excited bakugan.
"Heh, thats child's play." Komba mocked. Komba jumped high in the air. "Now watch this! Bakugan brawl! Harpus stand!" A green bird like bakugan rose up and joined Cycloid on the field. "Ability activate, Feather storm!" Harpus pulled her wings together, creating a green ball of condensed wind, and shot it at Cycloid. Cycloid managed to barely block with with his now engorged right arm. While Komba was praising himself, Chan yelled out, "Special ability, Face of rage!"
We all turned to her, seeing an angry face pyrus bakugan. He was huge. "You won't be able to defeat my Fortress' combined talent. Beauty and strength!" Chan called out. Suddenly, a blinding light covered the arena. When it was gone everyone saw a floating white and yellow eye; A Haos, so that ment it was Julio's.
"Yeah!" He yelled. "Haos Tentaclear's eyes got you! You can't move now!"
Julio's small victory was cut short when I yelled, "Ability activate, Feather Needle!" My bakugan, Skipira, which was high above all the others came down low enough for them to see her. The huge bird was green, as is all ventus bakugan, and had two huge wings. She was a large as Skyress, and had a sharp face like Skyress as well. She brought her wings out in front of her and millions of glowing green feathers shot down above the other bakugans.
"Oh yeah! Take that, my Skipira is the best!" I grinned punching my fist in the air.
Everyone turned to Klaus when he started laughing. "Perfect. I didn't think a battle with the ten top players would be this fun." Chan 'humphed'. "You sound confident Klaus." "Yeah, you didn't even throw in your bakugan. Come on, get in the game!"
"You guys should really pay attention. She's already in the battle." We all gave him a questioning look. "Ability card activate! Now, use your singing voice on them." The card that we all were standing, or hovering over, started to ripple like water. A mermaid looking Aquas bakugan emerged, playing a harp. Then harp music started and as if an invisible force was there, the bakugan started being pulled down towards the center, where the Aquas bakugan was.
"Allow me the pleasure of introducing to you my Aquas Sirenoid!" I couldn't help but smile, as a memory made itself present in my head. He has a mermaid as a guardian bakugan, I wonder if he realized how many memories that brought up.
Suddenly loud thunder was heard and everyone looked up to see black storm clouds. There coming from the clouds was Masquerade, with lighting shooting from the clouds above him but never hitting him.
"My name is Masquerade." He said floating in the air.
"You're the top ranking bakugan player!" Chan yelled.
Masquerade smirked. "Oh, so you've heard of me before."
"What are you doing? Are you hear to join the game?" Klaus asked. I rolled my eyes. He hasn't come to join the battle, far from it. I looked up at him wondering what his plan was. Masquerade chuckled. "No, but take a look at your feet."
We all did and we weren't in the bakugan battle field. We were floating in a purple space above a purple sphere. I gasped, it was the silent core. The one Naga was inside of.
"Where the hell are we!?" Komba yelled.
"Take up back to our world!" Shouted Julio.
I snapped my head back up to Masquerade, in question. I saw him mouth, "Don't look down." I blinked in question, but did as he said. Soon I realized why. Naga had planned to place his mind control on them. Soon we were back at the bottom of the stairs, Masquerade at the top.
"I had brought you all here for an important mission. You are to get rid of Dan and the Bakugan brawlers. That is your mission." Masquerade smirked.
"Heh, easy." Said Klaus.
"It would be an honor to take down those losers." Chan put in.
"Oh yeah! You want him gone, then so be it." Komba smirked.
"Come on, when do we start." Julio said.
"They're history." Billy said. "I'm with ya boss." Cycloid said from his shoulder.
I just nodded, and followed ignoring everything. Masquerade lead everyone to their rooms, until it was just the two of us left.
"You seem unhappy, Misuri." I hugged my waist making a point to avoid his gaze. "Why would you say that, Masquerade?" I hadn't even noticed when he slipped behind me. My breath hitched when he placed his fingerless gloved hands on my bare shoulders.
"Don't be like that." He cooed. "You know I hate it when you're upset. It hurts my heart." I glared at the floor in front of me. Unknown to me, Masquerade had felt a bit of truth to his words. He did truly hate it when I was upset...But he would never allow me to know that. "I think I should be going to my room now Masquerade." I tried to walk forward, but was stopped when Masquerade grabbed my upper arm. However, this time the grip was gentle, although, no less firm.
"Why in such a hurry, Misuri?" He trailed his hands up and down my arms. "Wh-what do you think...You're doing Masquerade?" I breathed out. With such a simple touch I never remember feeling so breathless. Since my back was to him I missed his smirk. He felt the goosebumps that appeared on my skin and, he loved it. "Nothing Misuri." He breathed onto my neck. I sucked in a sharp breath.
What the hell did he think he was doing!? I wanted to tell him to stop, but as of now my mind wasn't capable of creating a sensible thought. His arms circled around my waist, while his face was buried in my neck. My eyes fluttered close. Dear, lord. What was wrong with me? His touch, scent, the feel of his chest against my back. It was driving my senses crazy. He smelled like fresh rain, and a faint smell of cantaloupes. It was very calming.
Unknown to me Masquerade was having trouble controlling himself as well. When he had decided to do this he didn't think it would have this effect on him. The feel of her creamy, soft skin. The way her chest rose with her slightly irregular breaths, even her smell of strawberries'n cream was going to drive him over the edge. He buried his face into her neck to take in her scent, but that only served to enhance his already growing arousal.
"Do you remember two years ago?" His voice was slightly muffled in my neck. It took everything in me not to moan at the feel of his lips on my neck. "And I would come to your house after a test?" His hands were now tracing circles on my hip. I bit my lower lip, nodding. "Y-yes...I re-remember." I swallowed. "I-i would give you a massage..."
I could have sworn I felt him smile against my neck, however it was gone before I could really think about it. "Yes...Well I would most certainly enjoy one right about now." I could only nod and, allow him to lead me to his room.
I looked around once we got to his room. I've never been in here before and, I thought it suited him. The walls were a deep dark purple, but with his black curtains pulled off to the side, the sun came through lighting everything in the room. Thanks to the sun the room didn't seem to have such an evil presence. He had a desk with a computer on it. The computer was on and, it seemed like it had information of different Bakugan's and their strength on it. He had a small coffee table with two chairs on it. "Sit."
Masquerade pointed to his king size bed that had black sheets, with dark purple pillows. Before I could even move Masquerade had walked into a door in the room. It must've been his bathroom, because I hear water running. It sounded like the shower.
Slowly I walked over to the bed and sat down. The bed was surprisingly soft and the sheets felt like silk. I smiled running my hands over them, but it was quickly replaced with a blush when I saw Masquerade came walking out of the bathroom with no shirt on. His hair still looked a bit wet and it hung over the sides of his face and mask. Apparently all that gel he had in his hair was washed out. He looked much better this way.
He still kept his mask on. I looked down so I missed the smirk that played on his lips. I didn't look back up, only taking a sharp breath in when I felt the bed move when he layed down. I chanced a look at him just to regret it when I saw him staring at me as well. He was laying on his stomach his head turned, gazing at me.
"Well?" I could hear his impatience so I stood up. Hesitantly I straddled his hips gently placing my hands on the small of his back to steady myself. I felt my body heat up, and a blush rose to my face. I didn't know who this was going to end, but I knew it wasn't going to end well. The strange thing is that Masquerade didn't rush me. Slowly I placed my hands on his shoulder blades. Masquerade tensed, seemingly he was thinking about something until just know. Almost immediately he relax as my hands traced over his back.
After a while I got into it, and he really needed this. There were so many knots on his back, even his knots had knots. I didn't even pay attention to the small groans of approval Masquerade made.
After I walked out of the bathroom, I smirked at the look in Misuri's eyes. There was obvious want, lust, and something else. I couldn't exactly place it but wasn't about to let that ruin this golden opportunity. I walked over to the bed and laid down. She turned to look at me when I laid down, so stared right back at her. I grew tired of this little staring contest.
"Well?" I voiced a bit impatiently.
When I saw her move I closed my eyes taking in a deep calming breath when I felt her straddle my waist. I couldn't help but think about how it would feel the roles were switched. There was no denying it. I wanted to have her, as only a man could have a woman. I've thought about it many times today being no different. However, I wanted Misuri to want it as much as I did. There were times when I considered rape as an option, but almost as soon as I thought that it left. There was no way I would ever go so low as rape. Only an animal, no not even an animal would resort to rape.
Besides I know for a fact that Misuri is a virgin, a thought that only spurred my arousal for her. I wanted her first time to be at least willing. My thoughts were disrupted by warm, and soft hands gently pressing into my shoulder blades. I relaxed into her touch allowing her to go at her own pace. Her hands were like velvet. They traced of my back like water. I couldn't help but let a few groans escape my mouth.
I sighed when I was finally finished. I wasn't sure if I should move now or not, so I stayed where I was. "Um...Masquerade? I'm done."
Before I knew what had happened Masquerade and turned onto his back but was still under me. How he managed that I have no clue, but now I was sitting directly on his...I blushed earning a chuckle from him.
"I-i think...I sh-should go." I made an attempt to move, however Masquerade had other plans. His hands found my waist and he held me down. I couldn't tell what he was thinking and that fact kind of scared me. Why it scared me so much was because if he would to try anything with me...
He would probably win...
Suddenly I frowned. I wanted to look into his eyes, and not a mask. I went to reach for it but his hands, that were previously on my waist, gripped my wrist. "What do you think your doing?" He hissed.
"Why do you hide from me?" I asked a bit disappointed. "I can understand out in public...but...It's just me now..."
Masquerade didn't answer me, choosing to stay silent. Although his grip did loosen a fraction, only to tighten around my wrists even tighter. He suddenly started rethinking this whole thing. He remembered telling himself that he can't have distractions, and Misuri was defiantly a distraction. But he couldn't bring himself to tell her to leave...Not now and not ever. It shouldn't be like this...these emotions were just going to get in the way. He didn't need this, not to become the greatest bakugan player.
'But there can be an exception with her.' His eyes widened behind his mask when he thought that. He had no idea where it came from.
"Can't you trust me?" He was brought out of his thoughts by my voice. "You know I would never betray you...besides...I kind of miss looking at you, and not that mask." I could tell I took him by surprise with my last statement. Slowly his grip went slack, and they took up their place back at my hips. Once I was sure he wouldn't stop me I moved for his mask again, only this time he didn't stop me.
I felt his eyes follow my every movement, and even after I took away his mask the most dazzling icy blue eyes watched me. I felt my breath leave me at that moment. His eyes were so different than before. They weren't warm like they used to be, but cold and that calculating look never left his eyes, however. Slowly a smile etched onto my face. I couldn't help it, he was finally open in front of me. Before I could think about what I was doing my hand was gently caressing his face. It looked like he was struggling with his thoughts, but he eventually leaned into my touch, however his eyes never left mine.
Before I knew what had happened I was under him, his hair curving around his face beautifully. My breath was literately taken from me. In fact I had forgotten how to breathe. I suddenly became aware of exactly how close we were. My hands were on either side of my head with Masquerade holding them there with his own. He was right in between my legs and his face hovered just inches above mine.
I gluped as I took in his sweet breath that tickled my lips. I wanted nothing more at that moment to close the gap. He leaned in closer until we were but a hair length a part. Just the slightest movement and out lips would meet. He felt me tense, and watched me closely. He saw worry and fear in my eyes.
"Can't you trust me?" He questioned mimicking me. I felt myself nod, and no sooner did I feel his cold lips on mine. My eyes widened, and I didn't know what to do. I wanted this for a while but...Now that the chance is here it seemed like I froze. His eyes never closed. He watched my reaction as my eyes slowly fluttered close, and I reacted to the kiss. Once I kissed back, he relaxed a bit allowing his eyes to close, while applying more force into the kiss.
He kissed me with a bruising force, however I matched his kiss. My hands, that I recently found out was free, was wrapped around Masquerade's neck pulling him closer to me. While his hands were on my hips. A surprised light moan came from me when he grinded my hips to his. He took the advantage and slipped his tongue in my mouth.
Things started heating up when Masquerade left my now swolen lips to trail kisses down my jaw line and neck. My eyes were half lidded and my breathe short and fast. I didn't know what to think right now. All I knew was that it was me and Masquerade. He was every where. His sent, his lips, and I couldn't get enough.
A breathy moan left me when he nibbled on my neck. Masquerade became rougher with each passing second. His bites and sucks left red marks and hickeys on my neck. However, I hardly cared at the moment...besides I have some concealer. When I felt my shirt being rolled up, I suddenly came crashing back to earth.
"Wait!" I cried out. Masquerade glared at me, but stopped anyway. I can see he didn't want to stop. I could also feel a growing bulge in his pants. That made me blush. "C-can't we....You know...not do this?"
"Why not?" He asked pissed about being stopped. "You and I both know we want this. It's pointless for you to try and stop this." I made to move and surprisingly enough he allow me to move. "I'm just...not ready...I'm scared." Masquerade glared harder at me, but after he looked me over for a bit he softened his glare. Masquerade was surprising himself, because he was taking this way better than he had ever imagined.
"Fine...It's ok. You should leave now." I nodded slowly and made my way to the door. I hesitated before grabbing the door knob. "I'm sorry."
"What?" I asked chancing a look at him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his elbow on his knees and looking to the ground. "For hurting you...I'm sorry."
I was shocked at first but soon a wide smile was on my face. I walked back over to him. He looked up at me with those same cold calculating eyes. I hesitated before pecking him lightly on the lips. "It's ok..."
I flashed a quick smile before leaving to my room.