Ah! I am so so sooo sorry for neglecting this fic. I bet you all forgot about it, didnt you. I dont blame you. *bows* Please accept my humble apologies for this.
Suzaku: ¬.¬ At least you are writing again.
.; I'm sorry...
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Suzaku closes his eyes as he listens to the song. The human's question came back to him "Why do you keep her alive?" He ponders the reason he had rescued her. Originally, it had been on a whim, idly musing about keeping the runaway human as a source of entertainment for a little while. He had seen the attitudes of the males that had ventured into the castle, but he had only seen females when he was watching the humans interact in their world. He had known that females were less aggressive than the other gender, proven again and again by the men who had come to the castle, so he had been surprised when he had found out that this one was female. She had therefore piqued his interest, and he had decided to keep her alive until he grew bored. 'What changed that?' He thought back to the first week. Back then she had a cheerful, overly curious personality. Because he was pretending to be friendly, she had opened up to him rather quickly, asking many questions about his world and sharing stories of hers. He grew more and more fascinated with the female as the days progressed. It seemed strange to him that she could be so open with her feelings. In Makai, your feelings had to be hidden, else they be used against you.
Soon, he found himself wanting to keep her around, despite having grown bored of her company. Her presence seemed to lift some of the gloom that pervaded the castle. The resulting confusion of 'I hate humans' and 'I like her' had caused a lot of tension, and he found his facade of niceness slipping more and more often. He liked her, and he hated her for it. His solution to the problem was to label her as his slave. They were nice to have around, but he didn't have to like or be nice to them. It seemed an acceptable solution at the time, and still was. As his thoughts wander further, he closes his eyes and enjoys having his human obey his every command. Lorry had a set of talents that were diverse from what the majority of his slaves and servants had. She was, among other things, creative, curious, and nice to look at. But that wasn't the answer. 'Why do I keep her alive? Is there really an answer to that? An answer not full of excuses? Do I really know?' No. He didn't, and that was what bothered him the most.
Lauryana's song comes to an end, and she is silent while she searches for another song to sing.
"Enough. " Suzaku sat up and strode to the door, needing to find an outlet for his energy. "Follow me" Curious, Lorry followed him through his domain back to the Watch Tower. By now there was no signs of the battle that had taken place this morning left, so the room looked rather empty. "Master, what are we doing here?" She asks, confused.
"I need to work off some of that energy I built up during that battle. We are going to be doing Tai Chi together." He responds as he strides to a place in the room where he would have a lot of space. Lorry nods and moves to another area, then they both begin. Each went through the slow graceful movements, clearing their mind of all distractions. Well, almost all.
Suzaku couldn't help but notice how her fluid movements enhanced her natural grace, while Lorry kept eyeing his flexing muscles. Each tried to ignore the other, but it was like telling oneself not to look at something that one found visually appealing. Suzaku glanced over at Lauryana again, catching her glancing at him. The golden haired demon suppressed a smug smirk and flexed his muscles again, causing her to blush and look away.
They continue the Tai Chi for a while longer, then head back to Suzaku's rooms to wait for dinner. He asked her a few questions about her home life, and while she answered, it was clear she didn't like thinking about those times. Finally, a servant arrived with dinner and they both eat their meals, Suzaku making sure that she ate all of it less she lose weight again, then bathe and head to bed. Lorry wonders at his attitude towards her for a moment, noting how he had been rather, well… friendly to be around, in contrast to how he had previously treated her. It could have been that he was actually warming up to her, or that he had fallen back into the "Be her friend to gain her trust" routine, or something completely different.
It was still dark when Suzaku awoke, having had his sleep disturbed by a sound coming from his slave's bed. She was whimpering and thrashing in her sleep, obviously having a nightmare. Perhaps this had been caused by seeing he and the other Saint Beasts deal with intruders, which could be terrifying to one as gentle as she. Just as he was debating waking her up, she jolts awake with a squeak of fear and sits up, breathing heavily. Suzaku lay still, waiting for her to fall back asleep. It didn't happen. She softly patted his bed, gazing up at him with fright filled eyes, somehow knowing he was awake. "Master Suzaku? May I please… come up there and sleep with you?"
He was about to say no and order her to go back to sleep, but something in her eyes changed that. The blond demon sighs and unchains her then moves to the side of the bed. Lorry was under the covers a lot faster than he had expected her to be, and she looks sleepily at him. "Thank you. For some reason, you are able to scare my nightmares away." The human immediately snuggles up against his side. Suzaku frowns, but says nothing. After a few seconds, her fearful trembling abates, and she drifts into a quiet slumber. It took a bit more effort for Suzaku to get to sleep, feeling her body nestled up against his, but eventually he too drifted off.
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Morning. Suzaku opened his eyes slowly, enjoying the feeling of having a female curled up against him. Lorry had slept soundly in his arms all through the night, and now rested in his arms with her back pressed up against his stomach. She was still asleep, so he knew she wasn't consciously feeling his arousal as it pressed up against her back. More the pity actually, as he was sure he was slowly going mad seeing that delectable nude body of hers all the time and having to keep himself from jumping her simply because he had made a –rather stupid- goal to not have sex with her until she had redeemed herself for running away. 'But there are other willing females in the castle…' The thought came unbidden, and he smirks as a plan begins to form. 'Maybe the goal isn't so stupid.'
Soon, Lorry begins to stir and Suzaku grins to himself. The way his slave had tensed up revealed that she had realized the position she was in. He pulls her closer, so that she was pressed firmly against all of his body. Lauryana's face heats up and she lets out a nervous whine. She could feel a hard thing pressed up against her rear. They lie there for a while, then Suzaku flips her so that she was facing him. Or should have been facing him. The poor girl had closed her eyes tight, ducked her head and was blushing with embarrassment.
He smirks "Lorry? What's wrong?"
"I… Your… uh..." She stammers, then drops her voice "Nothing"
He hadn't thought it was possible, but her adorable blush grew brighter. The blond demon grins to himself. He could almost hear her trying to decide whether it was possible to escape from his grip or not. Feeling playful, he carefully tightens his grip, knowing this would set her off. Sure enough, the human's blue eyes widen and she starts scrabbling to get free. Suzaku watches her in amusement. She couldn't hurt him.
He was wrong.
In desperation, Lorry draws her nails against his bare chest, leaving behind red marks on his skin. The action startles Suzaku enough that he lets go of his slave. Fearfully, the human scrambles backward until she hits the wall.
Suzaku examines the fingernail marks. There was no damage done, but he still should teach he a lesson on not attacking her master. He gets up and heads over to the human, but when he reaches her all thoughts of punishment leave his mind. Lauryana was huddled as close to the wall as she could get, her small form shaking with fear. "Lauryana?" She flinched.
Still, he steps closer. "Why did you attack me?" The trembling human doesn't answer.
"Answer me slave!" His tone was more commanding now.
The terrified female whimpers "I- I'm sorry master. I panicked. It won't happen again. I promise! Please don't hurt me." The last sentence heavy with despair, as if she somehow knew his previous intentions. Suzaku ignores the rest of her frightened babbling, continuing to approach until he was right in front of his slave. She just looked so pitiful, cowering against the wall like that.
The leader of the Saint Beasts crouches down in front of his blue-eyed slave, and in a softer voice says "Lorry? Look at me."
Hesitantly, the blond human lifts her head to meet his questioning gaze, her eyes fearful, but with a faint spark of hope. Curse it. She looked way too appealing when she looked at him like that. The amethyst-eyed demon sighs. "Just don't do that again, or I will really have to hurt you." Lauryana nods quietly, confused at his non-violent reprimand.
He turns away and hears her stand up "After breakfast and this morning's bath, I have a few things to take care of."
"Okay." Lauryana responds quietly, not really wanting to interact with her master after what had just happened. Suzaku turns and summons a servant to bring them breakfast, then starts surveying the room, adding details to his plan. Lorry watched him with cautious blue eyes, afraid to interrupt his thoughts. She didn't think he would appreciate that, and she was also afraid to find out what he was planning. She watches as he examines a set of head-high sconces, checking the height and how well they could be seen from the bed. As he goes over to check the length of the chains he had used on her, she wilted. No. Definitely not something she wanted to know about.
