GDNK: Hola! Tu quieres leer? Si? No? No me gusta…
Chase: Shut the hell up and just speak fucking English…
GDNK: *Pouts* Yo necessito un cuhillo para su cara.
Chase: What the hell does that mean?
GDNK: XP You'll find out…
Night Terrors
Chapter 7
"That was one of the weirdest movies I've ever seen," Kimiko grumbled after Wuya threw away the last movie they had watched. She had chosen 'She's The Man' and Kimiko had been confused the entire time. She had found it incredibly difficult to keep track of who was who. She kept asking, Wuya had to keep explaining. Katnappe had been enjoying a few cats while the movie played; it was grossing Kimiko out on a major level.
Was Chase aware that Katnappe was screwing his cat warriors? If he was, why wasn't he making them leave? Was he okay with her doing that?
Kimiko shuddered and Wuya threw a nail polish bottle at her. "You good at painting designs on nails?" she asked, looking at her nails.
"Yeah, I've painted panda faces on my nails before…" she replied, picking up the nail polish. Wuya grinned and held her hands out to Kimiko.
She started with a base coat of red, painting on little rock creature faces on Wuya's nails.
Katnappe had her paint cat faces on her, claws, nails. Kimiko painted her own toenails; blue with little beetles on them.
Finally Wuya spoke. "So, who was that girl you brought the other day?" she asked, before adding, "She seemed very interested in Chase…"
Kimiko groaned, "That's Keiko… Show her a picture of a cute guy and she'll stalk him for weeks…" then Kimiko commented, "She was asking Jack about Chase's underwear last night on chat…!"
Wuya burst into a fit of laughter, Katnappe joined her instantly.
"You're kidding!" she said, gasping and clutching her ribcage. Kimiko shook her head no and Wuya fell onto her back and continued laughing.
"Keiko's really nice once she loses her obsessions," Kimiko said, "she just tries too hard sometimes…"
"Well she made my day with that!" Katnappe said, happily.
"Tell her I give her my congratulations for doing that!" Wuya said, picking up a drink and lifting it as a sort of toast. They had a toast to Keiko; asking about Chase's undies. Wow.
Kimiko was sipping what tasted like a really expensive wine when Wuya asked, "How badly did that hurt today? The, you know…?"
She realized what she was talking about and said, "Oh, that. It hurt. A lot. Chase's armor slammed into me, it wasn't a pleasant feeling."
"Sorry to hear that," Wuya muttered before sipping her wine. They put another movie in and they had popcorn.
Unfortunately, wine had a tendency to make them louder. So by the end of their glasses, the girls were laughing so loudly it sounded like cackling.
Katnappe had felt the effects of the wine; she was doing every cat in the room one right after the other.
Wuya eventually fell asleep; Kimiko had to lift her up and put her on one of the beds in the room. The room had three, so that didn't make much difference. They had room to sleep.
Kimiko felt the need to use a restroom, problem was, she didn't know where it was. Kimiko asked Katnappe if she knew, but she said she had no idea, and went back to her cat.
She went out into the hall, looking around nervously.
Kimiko had changed into a little yellow-gold nightgown and had let her hair fall down. It was tangled and curled around itself, but it still looked pretty.
She walked down one of the halls, hoping to find either a bathroom or Chase. He'd be able to help her find her way around; the guy fricking lived here for crying out loud!
Her bare feet clicked softly against the marble flooring as she continued to wander.
She had just turned a corner and ran right into Chase. He wasn't in his armor at the moment, so it didn't kill her like earlier to run into him. Chase was larger, and thus, heavier than her, so Kimiko toppled back and landed on her butt after the collision.
"Ow…" she mumbled, rubbing her sore bottom. Chase stared down at her; she didn't realize how far apart her legs had spread; Chase had a direct view of her pink flower panties.
He reached down a hand slowly, almost hesitantly, and he helped her to her feet. Chase had been enjoying the view, but if he stared, he'd most likely have upset her.
Kimiko thanked him and smiled. "Chase, I'm glad I ran into you. Literally…" she spoke, semi-drunk, "I was looking for the little girls' room, and Wuya passed out from too much wine…" She explained with a tiny hiccough.
Chase sighed; Wuya was going to be hell to deal with tomorrow; she'd have one hell of a hangover. He looked at Kimiko and mumbled, "This way." and he turned around and led her down the hallway that he had just walked down.
As they walked, Kimiko looked him over. It felt strange to see Chase out of his normal armor attire. He was wearing simple black pants that fit loosely around the bottoms of his legs, coupled with a long sleeve black shirt. It didn't hug his figure too much, it just emphasized the fact that he always had something on over it. Just looking at him from the back Kimiko could tell that Chase took pride in keeping himself in top physical condition. His back looked muscled under the thick black shirt. She had seen him lift rock she wouldn't be able to lift in her wildest dreams, so she knew his arms had power behind them. His legs were difficult to analyze; legs often were misleading. But all in all, Chase was a very physically fit guy.
At one point Kimiko found her eyes fixated on Chase's ass. When she realized where she was staring, her cheeks went red and she looked away. What was she doing? Raimundo was her boyfriend! Ogling another man was almost as bad as flat-out cheating on him!
Chase finally stopped before a door that was a very dark oak. He mumbled this was the room and then walked off. He didn't even wait for a thank you, so Kimiko went right in.
When she had finished her business, Kimiko went and began washing her hands. The soap smelled funny; expensive. She was lathering her hands in soap suds when she noticed a picture on the floor.
She dried her hands and reached down to pick it up. It was a photo of her, oddly enough. It was just her standing with Rai and the others, but for some reason Kimiko felt like this picture was significant for some reason… She observed her outfit.
She had a blue denim belly shirt and a matching blue denim skirt, they had pink accents and a pink flower was on the shirt.
She remembered it now. It was the outfit she had worn the day she had made the Mind Reader Conch min size and had impersonated Jack and defeated Chase and Hannibal.
"Huh…" she muttered to herself, "Why would Chase have this…?" Kimiko stared at the picture for a little while before she set it on the edge of the sink and walked out into the hall to go back to the room.
Later that night Chase hadn't heard any noise from the girls for a while; he wondered if they had all died from alcohol consumption. He hoped Wuya had, but prayed Kimiko was just asleep. He went up to the room they had taken without his permission and checked to see if they were all asleep.
Upon opening the door, Chase could tell already, even in the darkness, that the room was a wreck. He'd have Wuya clean that up.
Katnappe was sleeping in her bed, several of his jungle cats in bed with her. Damn.
Wuya had been tucked into the blankets, she was snoring rather loudly; Chase was tempted to suffocate her while she slept.
Then came Kimiko. She was sound asleep in her bed; curled into a fetal position/ball. She held the blankets in her fists, snuggling them close against her chin. She had a pillow placed behind her back, and her body was against it. Chase knew that meant Kimiko feared sleeping alone and not feeling anything near her. It was rather cute. Her hair spilled around her head like ink. Chase reached down and tucked a few unruly hairs from her face and cleared her porcelain skin of the black impurities.
Kimiko's cheeks were slightly pink from the wine, she looked peaceful otherwise.
Chase stared at her; she looked like an angel. Normally he'd hate angels, but Kimiko was an exception. She was too perfect to hate.
Kimiko's eyelids twitched and her brow furrowed a little. Her face contorted slightly to an expression of fear. She was having a nightmare.
Seeing her fear upset him; he hated himself for feeling empathy for her, but he couldn't do much about it. "Shh," he hissed out and then whispered whilst caressing her cheek with his knuckles, "it's alright… Nobody's going to hurt you…" She instantly calmed down. Her face returned to the one of peace. Chase smiled a little seeing that. He had made her happy; even if she didn't know it.
Chase leaned down and gently licked her cheek; he was a dragon at heart, and licking was equivalent to kissing. If he kissed her cheek, the dragon of the wind would probably find out somehow and try killing him for it.
Wait, why the fuck would he be worried about that? He could kill that little bastard if he wanted to.
Chase went ahead and kissed Kimiko's cheek and left the room.
*Please note, this is happening while Chase is in the room, and the change in the dream happens when Chase is touching Kimiko's face and telling her she's safe*
Kimiko was sitting alone in a field. There was a single cherry tree beside her, she was sitting upon a swing hanging from its branches.
A strong wind blew and gave Kimiko force to push her and swing her back and forth.
She turned her head and was happy to see Raimundo was the one creating the wind. She smiled at him and he smiled back.
Kimiko suddenly felt arms stop the swing. She turned her head to see Chase before her, holding the swing firmly, in spite of the wind Raimundo was still creating.
Her hair blew around as did his, their jet black locks eventually met.
When the locks of ebony collided, they fused and the blackness began expanding, taking over the field.
And yet, suddenly the darkness stopped, and it melted into light. The field floated away from them, the tree gone; Raimundo forgotten somewhere. It was just her and Chase.
His usually unreadable face had softened, he was smiling at her, putting his arms around her in a warm and protective embrace.
He whispered to her, "Nobody's going to hurt you…" and he gently kissed her cheek.
Kimiko was awakened by the loud moans of Katnappe as she made love to another jungle cat. She groaned when she saw the blonde girl in bed with a large lion. Disgusting.
Kimiko checked her cell phone. It was about four in the morning, she may as well get up. Kimiko pulled herself up and sat upon the bed for a little while. She had slept so well, it had been forever since she had slept in an actual bed. And her nightmare had actually turned out to be a dream! That was unusual, but she attributed it to the bed.
Such a nice, soft, warm bed. She wanted to steal it from Chase. But she wouldn't be able to take it back to the temple; Master Fung had a thing against beds.
Kimiko got to her feet and began combing out her hair. When that was finished, she pulled on a little red dress. She hadn't really known what clothes to pack, so she had just grabbed the first thing her eyes had seen. And unfortunately, they had seen a dress that hardly even stopped before her thigh started. It was the shortest dress she had; Raimundo had bought it for her a few months ago, he said it suited her. She'd have to hit him for convincing her it was good. It was so tiny!
Kimiko tugged her dress a little, trying anything to make it feel longer. Sure, she liked letting skin show, but Kimiko didn't want everyone seeing her panties!
After she dressed, Kimiko gathered all of her stuff and packed it all in her bag. Wuya got up and complained of a headache. She went and got pain killing pills. Katnappe said she had to be home soon, so she left. But of course, she said a last 'goodbye' to her cat lovers. At that Kimiko shuddered.
Kimiko found herself alone in the incredibly messy room. She felt bad to leave it in shambles like this. Kimiko began cleaning up; picking up wrappers and food and bottles. She had just bent forward to pick up one empty bottle of nail polish when she heard a soft inhale of breath.
She stood straight and turned her head instantly. In the doorway stood Chase, looking pale, and yet, his cheeks were red. Chase had just gotten quite the panty shot. Kimiko felt her face heat up just as Chase hurried out of her sight.
Chase had walked in to see if Kimiko had left; obviously not. He found her bending over and had gotten a perfect shot up her dress. Kimiko was wearing black panties. Seeing it had both shocked and aroused him. He inhaled as he felt his manhood surge and he felt his cheeks heat up. When she looked at him, he had felt a sudden need to get away from her. As he often did.
Kimiko finished picking up the crap in the room and she hurried to leave. She went down the stairs and had stumbled over her own feet as she reached the bottom. She landed on her hands and knees and she suddenly felt a body over her back end.
One of the cats had mounted her and was trying to take her as it had Katnappe.
Kimiko was so shocked her body froze; she inhaled deeply and felt faint.
Suddenly a hand came out and smacked the jungle cat off of her. It was Chase. He snarled viciously at the unruly cat and helped her to her feet. Kimiko was his prize, damn it. He wasn't giving her to his cats.
When she was on her feet Kimiko muttered, "Thanks…"
Chase groaned, "Already I'm seeing the results of Katnappe's presence here…" Chase shook his head in shame and skulked off to shoo his cats away. He muttered something about punishment and eventually the cats got the message.
Kimiko watched him for a moment before heading to leave again. She stopped when she remembered something. Kimiko lifted her hand and looked at her index finger. The incision had scabbed over, but it had yet to hurt. She stared at it for a moment or two longer before she turned her gaze to Chase.
He noticed instantly and stared back at her. The golden orbs gazed into the blue for some time before Kimiko finally broke the contact and walked out.
Chase watched after her, gazing after her longingly. He wished she'd stay; that she'd forsake the dragon of the wind and be his. He wanted that more than anything.
But Raimundo was Kimiko's significant other. Not Chase. And no matter how badly he wanted to be, if Kimiko didn't harbor feelings for him, he would never take Raimundo's place.
I end my stories in strange ways… So tired… I don't even understand why I feel so tired… I just am… So very tired… Augh… Maybe I'll type, but… maybe I'll just go to bed… Either way…
Chase: Damn you! What's taking the Chamiko so effing long?
Kimiko: Oh shut up! It'll come in time..!
