The Bride of Chase Young Chapter 7
Okay people, great big yellow LEMON sticker on this Chapter! Oh, and Chases dad is revealed, his mom dies, and there's a bit of angstyness here. But, this is my first attempt at a semi-lemon so don't kill me!
When the darkness faded, Marie found herself in the Meadow in front of the cottage. It looked newer, undamaged by time and the elements. She heard a child's joyful shriek behind her and turned to look. She gasped at what she saw.
It was Chase, but smaller, maybe 8 years old, with smooth long hair and big brown eyes. He was running through the long grass with four other small figures. She saw Guan, now a scrawny gap toothed child with black hair in a bowl cut and small braid, running after Chase with Wuya, a tiny pigtailed figure with a little blue Mandarin dress. Following them with an easy loping grace was a 10 year old boy who looked suspiciously like a narrow headed Omi. Suddenly, a female voice rang out from the cottage.
"Chase! Lunch time.!" The young Chase stopped. He looked back at his other friends.
"Come on guys, mama's probably cooked something really good!" he took off towards the cottage, the other three racing after him. As they ran, Marie moved aside so as not to crash into them.
"Don't worry. They can't touch us. They're mere memories." Chase said. To demonstrate, he stepped directly into the path of his past self. The eight year old dashed right through him to stop in front of a lovely woman with gentle eyes and waist length black hair. She wore a simple brown tunic with matching trousers and a rice reed hat. She embraced the young Chase warmly and kissed his forehead.
"Mama?" he asked "Can Guan, Dashi and Wuya stay for lunch?" He looked up at his mother with pleading eyes. She smiled.
"I don't see why not." she said. "After all, you four get so little time off from the Xiaolin temple, and you're all in my charge for the week.." The children cheered.
"Mei feng, you're the best!" Said Guan. Marie looked at the Present Chase.
"Mei feng? Beautiful Wind? That was your mothers name?" She asked softly. Chase nodded and looked at his mother with sadness in his eyes. Marie entwined her fingers with his, seeking to comfort him. She felt him squeeze her hand in reply.
Suddenly, the scene shifted. They were still in front of the cottage, but something was different. The young Chase and his friends were coming out of the cottage. Chase was older, roughly ten years of age, with a blue tunic and trouser outfit. Guan had lost the bowl cut, but had kept the braid, Wuya had let her hair down into the fiery waves she would always keep it in, and Dashi remained the same as ever. Mei feng followed the young warriors to the door.
"Now practice and train hard young ones." she said. "I'll call you in for lunch." The four kids walked off towards the meadow and Chase pulled Marie along to follow them. She could hear Young Guan asking the younger Chase something.
"Hey Chase, How come it's just you and your mom here?" He asked. "Where's your dad?" The Young Chase stopped.
"I don't know." he muttered. "Mother doesn't like to talk about him. She only told me that he was a wanderer and he left not long before I was born. He hasn't been back since."
"Do you at least know his name?" asked Wuya. Dashi spoke.
"Guys, come on! If Chase doesn't want to talk about it, leave him be. We have to train." but Wuya persisted.
"Come on Chase! What's your fathers name?"
"Feng." Chase replied quietly. "His name is Feng. Now drop it and lets just get to training." A voice made all four young ones stop dead in their tracks.
"Now now son, that's no way to talk about your own father." Marie looked around to find the origin of the voice and saw a tall, well toned man sitting on a boulder nearby. He looked almost identical to the modern Chase except for his eyes. his eyes were cold, dark and hardened by some unknown force. Marie shuddered. They were a killers eyes. The present Chase snarled deep in his throat and glared at the older man. The past Chase gasped and backed away.
"W-what are you doing here?" he stammered. Feng stood up, revealing a long sword with a dragons head for a grip underneath the long ragged cloak he wore. He walked over to Chase and set his hand on top of his sons head.
"Does a man need a reason to return to his wife and son? My, but you've grown up strong. How many years can you count?" he asked.
"Ten." murmured Chase, frozen by his fathers cold gaze. Feng smiled.
"Ten years? Mei has raised you well." he said. "Speaking of which, were is she?" chase frowned.
"She's gone." he snapped. "She's out gathering food for us!" he emphasized the last word angrily. Fengs' smile turned to a frown. His grip on Chase's hair tightened and he pulled it, forcing Chase to look at him. The other Xiaolin dragons stood petrified in fear.
"You shouldn't lie to your father, you impudent whelp!" he hissed. "Now tell me where she is!"
"You think you can just leave us and come back like nothing ever happened? You've caused her nothing but suffering for years! Why would I tell you where she is so you can just hurt her again?" Feng snarled and gripped his sons hair tighter. Chase began to struggle.
"Tell me where she is boy. I won't hesitate to use this on you." he fingered his dragon headed sword lightly. "If you tell me, I'll let you live. Keep quiet, and your blood will stain this earth. You don't want your mother to fell the grief of losing her son now do you?" Chase stopped struggling.
"Promise you won't hurt her." he said, looking up into his fathers eyes. Fengs' expression did not change but he nodded. Chase sighed in relief. "S-she's in the house. Now let me go!" Feng smiled and released his son.
"Good boy." he said, patting Chase's shoulder. Chase shuddered and moved away. "Now, let's go say hello to your mother. I'm sure she'll be glad to see us. Your little friends can come too." He began to walk towards the cottage, Chase and the others following.
"He's like two different people!" Marie said as the followed beside Feng and the Young Chase. "One minute he's like some kind and caring guy, the next he's a demon!" Chase nodded.
"And he's just as tricky as his name. He comes and goes like the wind, sometimes leaving no trace, other times leaving a swath of destruction in his wake." His hand tightened on hers.
"Chase, we can go back now if you want." she whispered in his ear. Chase shook his head.
"No." he said "as much as I hate these memories, you have to see what happened in order to understand." he pulled her down to the cottage. The younger Chase called out.
"Mother! Can you come out here please?" Feng smiled at his son.
"That's right. Be a good obedient son." he muttered as Mei feng came out.
"What is it son? Is something wro--" she stopped mid sentence as she looked upon her long lost husband. "Feng? W-what are you doing here?" Her voice trembled in fear. Feng smiled and spread his arms wide.
"What? Is everyone going to ask me that question today? What does a man have to do to get a warm welcome in this place?"
"Maybe he could stick around instead of disappearing for ten years." mumbled Chase. Fengs' eyes darkened again, and he turned to look at him, still smiling.
"What was that my son?" he asked, setting a hand on his blade. Mei fengs eyes widened and she quickly set her hand on top of his.
"He didn't say anything!" she said. "Chase, you and your friends go and train. Your father and I have some...things to talk about." Chase opened his mouth to object, but Mei feng silenced him with a pleading look.
"Okay mother. Come on guys, let's go." he said sullenly. The other three followed him reluctantly as they walked off towards the meadow. As soon as they were out of sight, they stopped. Chase sat down on the grass with a huff and stared back in the direction of the cottage.
"She tells me to go and train when that madman is in there with her! How am I supposed to focus?" he growled. Dashi sat down beside him and set a hand on his friends shoulder.
"Just be thankful we were here and not at the temple. Otherwise, your mom would be all alone. Now, let's just try to train. We can focus on both at the same time, we just have to hone our Tiger Instincts." So, they trained, always keeping a wary eye and ear focused on the cottage. All was silent for a while before a scream ripped through the still afternoon air.
"Mother!" screamed Chase, running back towards the cottage, Marie and the others following on his heels. He burst in and a scream ripped from Marie's throat at what she saw.
It was Mei feng, lying on the floor, bleeding out of a large deep gash in her side. Feng was standing over her, bloody blade in hand. He looked at Chase with a fatherly smile.
"Ah, come to see my handiwork son?" he asked casually, as though murder was common for him. Marie backed away from the grisly scene.
"H-how could you?" Chase sobbed. "Why? Why did you have to kill her?" Feng silently flicked his wife's blood from his sword.
"She told me about that temple you train in. Feh! It's all nonsense. Those foolish methods will not strengthen you, they will only make you soft. I told her I wanted to take you with me to train and she said no. She had to be taken care of. Stop sniveling boy!" he barked out his last words. Chase knelt next to his mothers body, tears running down his face like small rivers. He looked up at his father, hatred burning in his eyes.
"So you thought killing the only parent I've ever known would convince me?!" he screamed. "I would never go with you! You're a monster and a murderer!" He stood, picking up a kitchen knife his mother had tried to defend herself with.
"You took my mothers life, and I'll take yours!" he roared, charging at Feng with the knife. Feng didn't even blink. He grabbed Chases hand and twisted it harshly, forcing him to drop the knife. As it clattered to the floor, he threw his son up against the wall. He hit with a sickening crunch. Marie yelped in surprise and ran to the young Chases side, only to have her hands phase right through him.
"That's right." she thought, "I'm only watching...I can't do anything to help. And now I've made a fool of myself!" she felt a real hand on her shoulder. It was the modern Chase.
"I know it's hard for you to watch, but it doesn't last much longer. He pulled her up and held her close to him. It took the younger Chase several minutes to pull himself from the floor. He stood, swaying.
"I'll never join you..." he said. "I'll train! I'll train hard and become strong. Strong enough to defeat you!" Feng laughed.
"Then by all means, go ahead son!" he said. "But know this: training with those weakling friends of yours will only hold you back. If you wish to kill me, you will have to find another path to follow. And a warning for you, I am ageless. I will remain alive until such time as someone kills me, so don't expect to outlive me. Well then, until we meet again my son." and with a blast of wind and a swirl of his cloak, he vanished. Darkness enveloped them all once again.
When the darkness cleared, Marie found herself back in the present.
"After that day, I vowed to become stronger. I trained like crazy for the next five years, but it was never enough. When I turned 18, Hannibal bean offered me the Lao mang lone soup. I saw it as the only way to become stronger, so I took the deal. But it's still not enough...I still can't beat him!" Chase clenched his fists in rage.
"Shhh, it's okay Chase." Marie soothed, reaching up to stroke the side of his face gently. "It'll be alright. You'll beat him, I know you will." Chase smiled at her, and squeezed her tightly.
"So now you know what Guan was talking about, why he wanted you to know. Marie, there's a good chance he'll come after you if he finds out about us."
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now lets go home."
"If you two don't mind, I'm going to go walk around for a while." said Wuya. Chase nodded. Guan started to walk off.
"And I have a temple to return to." he said. "Perhaps we will cross paths again." and with that, Marie and Chase were alone.
"Come Marie, I need a bath. Visiting memories with my father in them always make me feel so unclean." he shuddered. He teleported them back to their bedroom in the citadel.
"You can find something else to do if you like." he said. "I'm going to be in there a while." Marie started to walk away then stopped.
"C-could I come with you?" she asked shakily. Chase stopped dead in his tracks and stared at her in shock. Marie took a deep breath and continued. "I mean...Those memories made me feel filthy. Like I've been contaminated...and there must be some places even the mighty Chase Young can't reach. Of course, you'll have to shut your eyes when I get in." she stood with her back to him for several minutes before she heard his response.
"Okay, but I'll get in first. You can change out here and let me know when you're ready." And he shut the bathroom door behind him. Maire gasped in shock of her own boldness.
"What the hell am I doing?! Something may very well happen in there! What am I thinking?" she thought. "Oh well, I can keep things from getting too heated anyway." She quickly slipped out of her clothes, tied her hair in a bun and waited by the door. She knocked lightly.
"Chase? You ready? I'm coming in." she called, opening the door. There, sitting in the bathtub sunk into the floor with his eyes shut, was Chase. Marie closed the door behind her and quickly slipped into the hot water.
"May I open my eyes now?" he asked.
"Yes." Replied Marie. Chase opened his amber eyes slowly, drinking in her beauty. Never in all his years had he seen such elegance. Her skin was lightly tanned from years of walking in the forest after running away from her parents. Her breasts were perfect, neither too large nor too small, half hidden beneath the water. His hands longed to touch them again. Her green eyes were confident, but a little frightened. He smiled and moved over to sit next to her. He slipped an arm around her shoulders carefully.
"It's alright." he murmured, brushing his lips against the outer shell of her ear. "I told you before I would wait until you were ready. Don't be afraid." Marie gasped. She looked at him.
"I'm not afraid...Just nervous." she held back a moan as his lips caressed her neck. Chase smirked against the tender flesh. Without warning, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her sideways onto his lap. Marie could feel his member, already semi- hard, against her leg. Every instinct told her to run, but two things held her back: Chases arms, and the fact that she was enjoying this.
"Dear god Marie, do you know how much I want you?" Asked Chase, his voice growing husky with need. His right hand roamed her body, moving from her waist to cup a breast. Marie couldn't hold back a moan this time. She melted into him, setting her hands on top of his, one at her waist and one over the roaming one.
"I know." she gasped. "But we can't..ah...can't let this go out..oh...out of control..." she moaned again as he began kissing her neck again. He nipped sharply, causing Marie to cry out in pain and pleasure.
"Yes, that's what I want. I want you to cry out in pleasure just like that." he said, rubbing one of her nipples gently, causing her to cry out again. A shiver rippled through Maries body.
"Ooohhh...Chase, I...Ah!" She found herself cut off as Chases fingers dipped below her navel and found her most secret of spots.
"I want to give you pleasure Marie." he whispered. "Will you let me?" Marie panted for breath as his fingers circled her clitoris.
"But...you said..." she started. Chase silenced her with a kiss.
"I said I would wait to make love to you. I never said anything about pleasuring you." he said gently, rubbing his finger across the little nub again. Marie moaned once more.
"O-okay." she panted. "I'll l-let you." Chase grinned. He moved his hand away from his fiancees clit and picked her up, cradling her.
He walked out of the tub and took her to the bed, where he laid her down gently. Marie moaned as his hand returned to her neglected clit and rubbed gently. She couldn't explain what was happening to her at the moment. Her heart was racing, she was seeing stars, her every nerve was alive with the blissful sensation that was flooding through her in waves. She cried out Chases name over and over, bucking her hips to get closer to the hands causing her such wonderful feelings. Chase laughed and pinned her down with his other hand.
"Eager are we?" he said, flicking his finger, causing another wave of pleasure to roll through Marie.
"Ah! Chase!...need...ah...please!" she panted, barely coherent. "I...I can't!...ah!" she found herself unable to speak again. She was climbing a steep pinnacle, and was nearing her goal. It felt her stomach as coiling into a tight spring, preparing to release.
Then it happened. Waves of pleasure more powerful than anything so far crashed through her. She screamed in sweet bliss and her body shook as the waves of her orgasm died down. She gasped for breath and let her head hit the pillows. It was several minutes before she had gained enough breath back to speak.
"I-is it always like that?" she asked shakily. Chase shook his head.
"No." he replied. "The real thing will be at least ten times greater. But we will wait until we are married for that one. Now rest my angel." Marie wanted to do as she was told, but something felt wrong, unfinished. Then she looked over at Chase who was pulling the covers over them both, and noticed he was moving rather stiffly.
"Chase..."she said softly. "Since you gave me that wonderful experience, maybe I could..." she found herself too shy to continue, but let her actions speak for her. She reached over and ran a finger down the length of his hard swollen member. Now it was Chases turn to gasp, it was payback time. He could feel his control slipping away. How the hell had she learned this? He felt her fingers wrap around him and begin to stroke in a steady rhythm. Chase moaned as the ripples of pleasure spread through his body like wildfire. Marie smirked.
"Enjoying this are you?" she asked, alternately speeding and slowing the movements of her hand. She listened as her lover grunted, trying to keep his composure.
"W-where on earth did you learn this? Ah!" Chase panted when Marie's movements sped up again.
"Mostly girls bathroom gossip from school, but a few issues of Cosmo didn't exactly hinder the learning experience." she replied, easing herself down. "I learned this from a late night movie." she gently kissed the tip of his throbbing member before taking it in her mouth. Chase cried out as her tongue toyed with him.
"Thank the gods for late night porn and inattentive parents!" he thought. He came fiercely a few minutes later with a roar. Marie pulled back, wiping her lips. Chase pulled her to his chest.
"Not bad for a virgin." he muttered. Marie smiled at him.
"Some amazing things can be found in books these days." she coughed slightly. Chase looked apologetic.
"Sorry about that." he said gently. "You were a tad too skillful. I couldn't control myself." Marie merely snuggled closer.
"It's okay." she whispered. "As long as you're satisfied."
"I am. Now, sleep my angel." And so she did, Chase falling asleep not long after.
