Yuki sat on her closet bed alone in the dark. She fell to her side, curled up. ~kamiya~, Images of blood filled battles filled her head. She hugged her pillow tighter. Tears threatening to spill.
"Oka-san, gomen." She closed her eyes and began to doze.
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A woman of snow white hair and deep blue eyes fights. Her hair stained with her opponent's blood as well as hers. There next to them, was the bloody corpse of the enemy's allie. With his head torn off and his body parts slashed off, he was almost unrecognizable. Next to the woman of white, was the body of her abusive husband. The two, each with blade in hand, continued to strike, not willing to give in. The storm raged, and hiding behind the stony overgrowth, was a young girl of the age of 3, she kneeled, quivering. Her blue eyes brighter than her mother's shed silent tears, staining her rosy cheeks. Her long black hair, heavy with rain, she watched. The sickening sound of sticky flesh clinging on to the sharp blade could be heard. The little girl shut her eyes, and fell; the white woman looked toward her, the child opening her eyes, only to widen them in horror. A silver blade had pierced through the neck of the white woman. With her head turned, she spoke.
"Y- You, leave. Never return, I-I hate you, you are a worthless creature, not even worth loving."
The words pierced the child's heart, like a dagger twisting it. She ran, and the white woman fell, and the child kept running, until she too fell, tears, refusing to stop.
"W-why?" She chocked. "WHY?"
"Because you are weak."
A figure kneeled before her, and laid a gentle hand upon the quivering child's head.
"Do you want to become stronger?"
She nodded.
"What's your purpose?"
She looked up.
"Well?"
"My purpose," her eyes narrowed. "My purpose, is to, is to protect, to keep those I love safe, as she had done for me."
"And?"
"And to, rid all those who hurt those who, those who I love."
"Hmp, are you willing to throw your life away just for this purpose?"
She nodded again.
"Then come with me."
The man led her back towards the way she came. She silently follows.
When they reached the place she started running from, she fell to her knees.
Tears falling again and with a quivering hand, she touched the corpse, and then touched the bracelet the white woman had given to her, the bell quietly ringing. A crack of thunder could be herd.
"O-Oka, OKA-SAAAAAAAN!"
Yuki woke up to a loud banging.
"Open the friken door!" Bel yelled.
Breathing heavily and drenched in sweat, Yuki stared at the silver bracelet that she wore on her wrist.
"Oka-san." She shut her eyes, then opened them as she made her way towards the door, and unlocked it. It burst open. She flinched as two hands grabbed both of her arms. Red eyes staring at her, full of worry and fear.
"What's wrong, why'd you scream?"
The blue eyes looked up, then turned away.
"It was nothing."
"Don't lie! You said you trust me, don't you? Now tell me!" He demanded.
"I, had a nightmare is all."
"About what?"
"The past."
Yuki was pulled into an embrace.
"Don't scare me like that, alright?"
She nodded.
"Why are you worried? You know you don't have to."
They turned face to face.
"It's because, it'll be scary to think about what'll happen, if I, if I lost you. Well because, because I love you."
Belphegor's lips forcefully but softly met Yuki's. Her eyes widened, but slowly returned the kiss, his arms encircling her waist while her's encircled his neck. After what seemed like eternity for the two, they broke for air, then turned to face each other. Each with a deep blush.
"You're silly, and if you're gunna ask, then yes, the princess loves her prince very much and will be happy to be his bride."
"Good thing we think alike huh?"
"Yeah."
"Come on."
"Huh? Where?"
"To bed duh."
Yuki blushed harder.
"What do you mean?"
"We're a couple aren't we?"
"Yeah, but-"
"And couples sleep together."
Yuki nodded, as he led her to the bed. They lay down side by side, staring. Bel pulled her closer and whispered to her.
"Night Yuki chan~"
Yuki smiled,"Night, Belphegor." And with that, they both fell asleep.
~The next morning~
"VOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
The duo's eyes shot open.
"What the hell's wrong with him this morning? Even after a week (yes I kinda forgot the time dates) of being here, I'm still not used to these things."
"I dun kno, I think he's just hungry."
"What ever."
The two got out of bed, not bothering with changing their clothes. Headed down to the kitchen. And sure enough, they found Squalo covered in powder.
"What the hell are you doin' shark?" Bel threw and egg hitting the back of Squalo's head.
"Voi, do that again, I dare you."
Bel threw another.
"VOOOII!"
"Not the prince's fault, you dared me remember? Shishishishi"
Squalo tackled Bel, they created a little dust ball and began throwing insults at each other. Yuki stepped over them and began making/fixing the batter for pancakes.
The other members of the Varia entered the kitchen, each taking their seats. Yuki set down a plate of pancakes to each of them. Sighing, she took her seat next to Mammon, still listening to the ruckus the two made in their little scuffle.
Yuki recalled the dream from yesterday, the bloody memory made her grimaced.
"Hey, Yuki, the boss called for you."
Yuki nodded.
"Okay, thanks Levi." She walked towards his room, thoughts jumbled.
She climbed the stairs and had reached his room. Slightly knocking, she then opened the door. There Xanxas sat facing the window. Yuki stood solemnly.
"You called for me, sir?"
Xanxas turned, then threw a white nodatchi with the kamiya symbol engraved in black. A nine tailed fox leaping out of the blazing fire and diving into the chilling frost.
"Why are you being so formal? Why don't you just call me papi like you always do?"
"I was just showing respect. I went a little too far yesterday, I'm sorry."
"Don't be, I almost killed you, all since I couldn't control my blood."
"A cursed clan forced to fight either with their blood, or inside it till the end of being. You can't control it, and neither can I, all we can do is push our instincts back and keep the monster locked up."
"You're not a monster."
"I know, and neither are you."
"You're like your mother."
"I'm like you too, since I choose to fight with my blood, not in it like him."
"Makes it all the more harder to live."
"But it makes it easier to feel."
"Yeah, you're still wondering why I called you hear right?"
Yuki lowered her head.
"The reason why is because you should stop pushing yourself. Forget about the past, it's bad to strain your heart any further. Stop feeling bad, about your mother and all."
"Papi I-"
"I know, I heard you yesterday, you dreamt it again, stop thinking about it, you know she wouldn't want you to do this."
"Yeah, I know but-"
"Don't worry, you still got me and Kyoshiro too, or should I say Belphegor."
"It's his choice, whichever one he chooses, I'll stand by him till the very end."
Xanxas smiled. "I know you will, both of you meant those words sincerely and plus, that's your purpose to live isn't it?"
"My reason, yeah."
"You can leave now, oh and don't forget, no matter what, you'll always be my little Yuki –chan."
She smiled as she slowly shut the doors.
"Arigato."
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