A/N: Hehehe, well, I have to apologize for not updating this story, so I am sorry for that. I was a little busy, but I was also addicted to playing a game. lol. I had to find a way to refresh myself and writing stories all day just drained me. I hope you like this chapter though. The storyline is starting to pick up again. Thank you to Emoen (I guess she's been too cold all her life and Luigi just brings the warmth out of her. After all, Luigi was her first crush, and he did save her once), MotherGothelFan1 (Hahaha, yep, Luigi and Mia are going to do more than kiss. But sadly, I'm no lemon writer, so I let you guys imagine their intimate moment together. I agree with you about Lina being soft, guess she's slowly progressing how to interact. After all, I feel she is a little awkward with her own feelings, and her badass attitude is slowly slipping away to those she starts to care about), and UroborosTyrant (lol, thanks. I'm glad you liked it)for the reviews. I might be updating slow from now one, maybe due to feeling unwell. I've been feeling terrible lately, so I might take time away from writing. Happy Mother's Day, and I hope those who care about their mothers to appreciate them on this day (although it's much better to appreciate them every day)!
Chapter Seven
She would never get used to Graverobber getting zydrate out of dead bodies. Shilo had told Graverobber if he would like to go out with her tonight. She never thought she would go out and watch him get zydrate. Graverobber let out a smirk when he noticed how disgusted Shilo looked as he pointed the needle and slammed it into the nose of a dead woman before extracting it into a vial.
"Isn't this fun, Lovebug?" questioned Graverobber, knowing full well what her answer would be.
"Yeah," she said sarcastically, "It's really fun, Graverobber."
Graverobber went to harvest the next body. He examined the body for a moment before nodding and started the same process again.
"I could always stop if you are really that bored," he started before he suddenly grinned mischievously and looked at her, "or you could help me with harvesting."
He turned back and tried to stifle a chuckle. He knew she would never want to help him with such dirty work. He didn't mind at all if she didn't. Shilo winced and shook her head immediately even though his back was already turned.
"As much as I love you, I am not going to harvest any Zydrate from dead bodies even for you. I already learned my lesson when I-" Shilo's voice trailed off. She bit her lower lip at the thought of how she harvested Zydrate from her mother just because she wanted a cure to her fake illness.
Graverobber knew what she was thinking and stopped after getting the Zydrate out of the current dead body. He turned to look at her and found her head lowered. He sighed before towards his girlfriend and stood near her.
"Thinking about that time, huh?" Graverobber asked.
Shilo nodded and looked up at Graverobber. Her dark brown orbs were glassy from the tears forming in her eyes.
"Why?" Shilo asked. Graverobber stared at her for a moment before he quirked his right brow.
"Why what?" He questioned back.
"Why did you steal my mother's body? I'm sure you have known she's my mother. I don't know how you know, but I know you are resourceful enough. I'm not dumb either, so don't try to deny it," she told him.
Graverobber groaned inwardly. He knew there would be a day he would talk to her about it, but he didn't know she would ask him now. He let out a heavy sigh.
"I owe GeneCo," he said grimly. He shook at his own past and what resulted him into owing his life to GeneCo. He survived for so long because not only he had street smarts, but he was also great at hiding too. Nobody would know when he would pop up. And of course, he was almost always a step ahead. Almost. He was ever rarely ever caught. He had such great luck, but Rotti must have known. Nobody could ever hide from a lurking monster like him.
"And before you ask, I'm not telling," Graverobber answered before Shilo could ask what he he had done to owe GeneCo.
"Why not?" Her voice sounding soft, looking rather disappointed. Her glassy eyes were no longer as she had forgotten about her thoughts of the incident.
"I'm not ready. Not ready to tell anybody about it. Only one person knows and he's long dead. Rotting under the dirt where he belongs," Graverobber said nonchalantly. Even though he sounded like he didn't mind, his hand clenched into a fist when he talked about the one man that knew about his secret.
"Is it Rotti Largo?" Shilo asked. She was too blinded by her curosity that she did not notice how Graverobber's fist turned a pale white by clenching even more than he did before. The subject was rather too delicate to Graverobber's taste.
"What made you think that?" He tried to say all too calmly.
"Just a guess," Shilo answered with a shrug. She looked up at Graverobber and held his clenched pale fist. An apologetic look spreads across her face. "Sorry about asking."
Graverobber let out a sigh and shrugged. He unclenched his fist and Shilo let go of his hand. He sat on top of the dumpster next to Shilo. And without a second thought, he took her hand in his. Both looked up at the darkened sky as they forgot about the conversation they both made for each other.
"If anything were to happen to me, will you miss me?" Shilo asked. Graverobber took his eyes off the tranquil silence and stared at her.
He smiled and said, "Lovebug, has anyone asked how beautiful you are?"
Shilo rolled her eyes.
"Don't try to change the subject. I just want you to know I love you very much. I don't want you to miss me too much." Shilo smiled yet tears were already forming in her eyes. Graverobber grimaced before hugging her tightly against him.
"Of course, I will miss you. I don't know how much but I know I will," he told her comfortingly.
"I'm sorry," Shilo told him, maybe apologizing for the question or for something else. Graverobber knew something wrong was wrong when she asked, but he wondered what. He was quite worried, yet he wasn't going to tell Shilo that.
Meanwhile, Lina was sleeping peacefully on the couch. Before she knew it, she had gone into slumber and forgetting about her duties. Nate took up the responsibilities instead by taking care of the triplets and the children except for the child assassin. Lina forbade him to ever go there unless he wanted a stern scolding from her. Nate didn't seem to mind the responsibilities though. After all, his parents forced him into labor ever since he could remember and watching the children isn't that bad. As a matter of fact, he is joyful that he could be of use in some way.
It wasn't Lina's idea to give him the responsibility. It was actually Pavi that asked him. He gladly accepted and made sure no noise was made during his watch. Nate understood Lina needed the rest.
As Nate was busying himself tending to the needs of the children, Pavi sat on the floor and laid his head on the couch Lina was resting on. He watched Lina's sleeping form with such fascination in his eyes. He wanted to touch her, lay his head on her bossom, and smell her scent. She looked beautiful, such a perfect scene before him.
As if a force controlled him, he had gotten closer to her face. He could feel his lips almost touching hers, those soft pink lips. Before he could even take action, Lina woke up and accidentally hit him while she stretched. Pavi fell back from not being hit but from surprise. Lina opened one of her eyes to see Pavi. She then opened her eyes and quirking her right brow.
"What are you doing on the floor?" She asked, her voice a little rough from her nap.
"The Pavi is... uh... stretching his back?" He answered. Lina looked over at him questioningly but shook her head.
"I might have taken that answer if you didn't make it sound like a question," she told him before wiping the sleep from her eyes. "How long did I sleep?"
"Oh, around three hours," Pavi said smiling. He stood up and patted off the imaginary dirt on himself while Lina's eyes bulged from the statement.
"Why the heck did you not wake me up?" She half yelled before getting up. By that time, Nate came downstairs and entered the living room from taking care of the triplets. It seemed the triplets liked Nate.
"How was your nap, Lina? I took care of everything, so you don't need to worry," Nate told her. Lina stared for several seconds before she just fell back on the couch and shook her head.
"Thanks Nate, but you guys should have woken me up," she said before yawning.
"Well, you looked like you needed the sleep," Nate said innocently, standing next to Pavi. Lina rolled her eyes.
"I need to be more alert. My job is to protect you guys. If anything happened to any of you, I-" Lina started but couldn't finish the sentence. She looked at the both of them and her eyes softened. "If anything happens to me, protect each other, will you?"
Pavi and Nate felt their bodies shiver. In an instant, they hugged her. Lina cringed at the contact but allowed them to do so. She could feel the tears forming in her eyes but did not let them fall.
"Nothing is going to happen to you, bella. The Pavi will make sure of it," Pavi told her, grasping her a little tighter against him.
"Yeah, Pavi and I and everyone will protect you too," Nate told her. Lina let out a small smile before getting away from their hug. She chuckled before rummaging Nate's hair and laid her head on Pavi's shoulder. Pavi wrapped an arm around her waist.
"You guys are such lovable idiots," Lina told them and stopped going through Nate's hair. Nate and Pavi took no offense to the statement, but they did smile at it.
"Love you too, Lina/bella," Nate and Pavi said in unison. Lina chuckled as the boys smiled at her.
After Mia and Luigi were done with their... activities, they laid on the bed of their hotel. Luigi's arm was on top of Mia's stomach while Mia's head was on the right side of his shoulder.
"That was amazing. No one can give me such a fantastic fuck like you," Luigi still panting from their love making.
Mia smiled and snuggled her cheek against him while grasping his hand beneath the sheets. There was a moment of silence before Mia spoke again.
"I love you, Luigi," she whispered. Luigi gave out a widened smile.
"You'd better," Luigi answered as a way to tell her he loved her as well. Mia smiled. Tears formed in her eyes, but she contained them from falling.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. Luigi looked down.
"Why are you apologizing for?" Luigi asked. Mia smiled sadly. Luigi could feel her smile against his skin though he would never see the pained expression she had on.
"That you didn't find someone to give you such satisfaction in love making before me," she lied. She started snuggling against him, and it made Luigi get turned on and ready for another round. Mia could feel it, and she smiled.
"How about another round?" She purred near his ear.
And they did.
