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Notes: The Shift is like moving really fast. Shadows trail the shifter. Imagine Flash running, but instead of seeing his blurred superhero suit, it's just shadowy darkness and way faster.
~ASABA~
His back smashes against another tree, splintering it in half. He hisses in pain and gets up, feeling hundreds of splinters embedded into his back. Before he can collect himself, he is thrown back again, this time slamming into a rock face. He can feel the sharp stones stabbing into his back as he falls down with a thud.
This has been going on for the past hour and a half. He does not dare fight back, letting V spend her anger. As fun as it would be to play around with his mate, she needs to calm down before they can talk properly.
Instead of getting up, he just lays there. "Get up!"
He peers up at her rage-filled eyes and smiles tiredly. "You'll only destroy more of the forest. Besides, I'm enjoying myself."
V snarls (one that sounds very animalistic) and grabs him by the neck, slamming him down several times. After a few dozen times, she lets him go and slumps onto the forest ground, looking at him. His eyes are staring intently at her. His body is laced by already healing cuts and bruises. He isn't even clothed anymore; his pants shredded a while ago. Even wounded and beat, he is so damn sexy. The blood covering his body makes him look dangerous and just adds to his sexiness. Oh, Goddess, what the hell is wrong with her? This is the guy who broke her heart. This is the guy who is too cowardly to raise their would-be-son. This is the guy who ran off with that whore Shalara! Oh, but he's so sexy, and she hasn't fucked in forever! Well, they did…on the forest floor…wait! That was rape!
She shakes her head, angry for even thinking about that. She stands up, ready for another beating.
He narrows his eyes warily, knowing what is coming. As much as he would like to get beaten up by his lovely Shadowynn, they need to get down to business. "V, wait."
Not listening, she kicks him into the rock face, demolishing half of it. He winces, thinking. This has to stop. She can beat him up later, after they talk about the impending danger of that psychopath.
She picks him up and is about to throw him when he says, "I want our son."
She stops, eyes wide, and puts him down cautiously. "Fuck you! You said that he would be a monster! That he would destroy everything!"
He takes a step towards her. She mirrors his actions, taking a step back. "I was wrong. I should have listened to you. We can raise our son to prevent that outcome."
V shakes her head, backing up. "You're lying! What do you want from me? You left! I'm living a peaceful life here. Go away!"
"V, please! I—" She sprints off, gaining speed and falling into the shift.
He shifts after her, catching her and slamming her against a tree. His arms are on either side of her, trapping her. He places a leg between hers and slowly drags it up, rubbing between her legs. She gasps and tries to squirm free. He nuzzles her neck and whispers into her ear, "I want you…"
V shivers and turns her head away. "Don't. Don't touch me. Don't hurt me again." At the last word, her voice breaks and tears well up in her eyes.
His heart squeezes painfully. "V—"
"Don't! Stop lying! Just go away!"
He takes her head in his hands and forces her to look at him. "Listen to me. Have you not wondered why I am here? What I would doing be here?"
She glares at him. "Besides to rape me? Well, how about ruining my life…again."
He growls and smashes his lips against hers. He bites her lower lip, eliciting a gasp and forces his tongue into her mouth. She whimpers against him. He presses his body against hers, bringing his knee higher, rubbing her. She starts to shake. He is being too gentle, for him anyways. It has to be a lie. "No…you're lying. You have to be…"
"Lying about what exactly? Tell me, my love, what am I doing here?"
"I…I don't know…" She closes her eyes, trying to think. He is right. He shouldn't be here. Last time she saw him, he was walking away from her, in their own dimension. Maybe he came here to mess with her. No; she knows him. He isn't one for games like that. Actually, he acts like he has a stick up his ass most of the time. He is so straitlaced.
She looks at him. "What are you doing here?"
~ASABA~
"He still hasn't been found? Well, unless you want to face the Baishe's fury, I suggest you try harder. I want something, anything, by tonight." Yoh flicks the holophone away. It is almost dawn. The sky is coloring with the sunrise.
"Mmmh…what is it Yoh? Anything?" a sleepy voice says.
He turns to the bed, his beautiful dragon lay there, only covered by the bed sheets. Yes, his. "I'm sorry, but they haven't found anything on Tao yet. The kid's gotten good at getting away. There are no traces."
Fei Long sits up, thinking. "Check the call records. I know that Tao doesn't have many friends, but just to be sure. Also check all the cameras within the area. He might have gotten a ride somewhere, to get away so fast."
"We've checked the cameras, but his face appears in none. He is too smart for that. I will check his calls. Let me just dress."
Fei Long stalks over to him, wrapping his arms around the strong shoulders. "Yes, but give me a kiss to calm my nerves…" He leans up and nips at Yoh's lips. Soon, they are fighting with their tongues, with Fei Long eventually giving in and indulging his lover.
"When we find Tao, I'm going to completely ravage you," Fei Long whispers and gracefully glides into the bathroom.
Yoh stares after him for a moment, in a daze. Then, he shakes his head, heading to Tao's room. He quickly finds the boy's holophone carelessly lying on the rug. He picks it up, and flips through the call history. There! An unknown number. He dials the number, but it's disconnected.
He hears the shower shut off from Fei's room. He closes the call log and heads back. The call will have to be traced. Hopefully, it can be.
~ASABA~
Takaba groans. He hurt all over. Oh, God. What the hell happened to him? Oh, yeah, he happened. He tries to get up, but falls back down with a hiss of pain. Shit. His ass and back are killing him! Damn Asami! He closes his eyes and focuses on his body, imagining every bruise and cut and whatever else the asshole did to him. He concentrates and a feeling of euphoria covers his body. He can feel the cuts healing and the pain is going away. Healing, one of the few powers he actually has. It will be useful for any future encounters with Asami. Wait, what!? Future encounters!? Like hell! The bastard is messing his mind up!
He gets up slowly, still a little sore, and heads to the bathroom to clean himself. After a long, hot shower, he checks his holophone. Huh. No missed calls. He thought that Annie, or V, would have called by now. He dials V's number, but he just gets voicemail. The same thing with Annie's. He tries their home, but it's disconnected. Weird. Maybe he should go over and check on them. Yeah, he'll do that. Annie is most likely already waiting for him. Maybe she messed with the phone or something. Well, whatever. At least he could get away from the scene of the rape. Wait, it was consensual…no! Asami made him like it; he didn't actually…
Takaba shakes his head, forcing himself to stop thinking of the asshole. He should be thinking about Annie and V. He can feel something is wrong. He always has that sixth sense, even before he met V, not that he listens to it much.
He takes one of several hovercycles from V's garage and races to the Unchartered. When he gets to their house, he's shocked. Half of the house is gone, only a black outline on the ground. He steps into what is left of the living room and is surprised. A red-haired guy is sleeping, his head on V's lap, on the only piece of unbroken furniture in the room: the couch.
V looks up, surprised. "Aki, what are you doing here?"
"No one was answering their holophones so I thought that I'd just come here, but V, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO OUR HOME?"
"Shhh! I just got Ash to sleep. And I don't know. When we got here, it was already like this. None of the cameras are working. Actually, I'm about to go downstairs. I'm just letting Ash rest."
He stirs and peers up at V. "It's ok, I'm up." He turns to Takaba and looks him over, assessing him. "Who is this?"
Takaba glares at him. "I can ask you the same thing."
"Hey, hey, stop it. Ash, his is Akihito Takaba. Don't worry, there's no need to get possessive. He's just a close friend and confidant. Aki, this is Aaron Ashlynn Alexander Reinhart…my husband, in human terms."
Takaba's eyes widen. "The guy who broke your heart? What—"
"Hey, stop it. Apparently, it was a small misunderstanding…"
"What? Misunderstanding? I saw how sad you were V. How can you just throw this guy at me and expect me to take it all in all nice and calm?"
"I as well. Just what kind of relationship do you to have? How close are you two?"
V groans. She does not want to explain everything right now, but they are going to keep pestering her, or at least Aki will. Aaron will just fuck her until she told, so she might as well.
She stretches and nudges Aaron off her lap. "Ok, ok. Let's go downstairs first. It's safer and more comfortable there. Besides, maybe I can get something from the video feeds there since the ones here are completely destroyed.
She stands up and walks to the badly burned refrigerator, the boys following behind her. She places her palm on the now charred surface and the fridge glows briefly. After a small chime, the fridge opens, but instead of a cold ice-box, it's a cold, stone stairway leading down. Blue torches light up as they descend.
Takaba smirks and glances at the Aaron person, but he is just staring coolly ahead. He pouts, annoyed that the stranger isn't impressed.
Ash, on his part, scans the walls, bored. "Of course you would have a secret passageway, my love. And in a fridge, no less. You must have missed me terribly."
She throws a glare at him and says defensively, "It was the most inconspicuous thing I could think of!"
Sorry it isn't very exciting, but Finals are coming up and my brain isn't being creative for me. Until next time Peeps3