Karin: hey guys, let's see if this doesn't suck, but I think it very well will. I toyed with a bit of citrus stuff, but I didn't do so well.

Disclaimer: Don't own Maria Holic. Someone for the love of god please translate it DX

Title: Desire
Rating: High T-M
Pairing: Mariya/Kanako
Note: In universe and has some light citrus content.

"Beata Maria

You know I'm so much purer than

The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd.

Then tell me, Maria

Why I see her dancing there?

Why her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul?

I feel her!

I see her!

The sun the caught in her raven hair

Is blazing in me out of control.

Like Fire!

Hellfire!

This fire in my skin!

This burning

Desire

Is turning me to sin."

—Frollo, Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame

X. Desire

Mariya's fist broke the glass as his hand made contact. He bit his lip as he tried to not scream out from pain and frustration. How could this be happening? In all his calculations, he never once thought of this result happening!

To think he wanted… desired that—that sow! She was a mere speck compared to him. All the students here were beneath him. He was an angel sent from heaven to grace all these lovely maidens with his presence. He was here to fulfill a dying wish from his beloved grandmother—nothing more.

Yet the beating of his heart sped up. His cheeks would flush. He ached for her. There was no denying the fire simmering beneath his skin at her every touch—he wanted her.

It wasn't supposed to be this way. He wasn't supposed to desire that pervert. In the beginning she had been nothing but a hindrance to his plans—a thorn in his side.

But… but as time passed things changed. He had foolishly grown fond of her. It was easy to be himself around her—to let himself loose—and that is how he had let her in. Had let her see.

And now he was paying the price.

He was a greedy person. He always needed more. He needed to see more of her. Feel more of her. The desire drove him mad. The wanting of her skin against his own. He had wondered what it would be like to have her long legs wrapped around his waist as he took her. He resisted living the image in his mind as his groin burned. The fantasies were maddening!

He purposefully touched her more and gave her hives just for the one moment of paradise with her body. The urge to possess her gnawed at his very existence. The sight of her made the fire of passion burn under his skin. It felt like he was burning and the only way to quell the flames were to take her and make her his.

"Mariya…?" Kanako interrupted his thoughts. His ruby eyes turned towards her. She had returned from classes and looked at the window in caution. She regarded him like a wild tiger, ready to strike if she made the wrong move.

You did this to me! He screamed in his mind, wanting to lash out at her, but knowing it would do nothing to relieve himself of the fire searing his body or the ache for her. His fist clenched at his sides, resisting the urge to grab her, throw her on his bed, and take her right then and there.

But he resisted—he wouldn't stoop so low. He was a virtuous person. He wouldn't be driven by his desires.

"What are you looking at?" Mariya asked her bitingly. She squeaked, looking from side to side, wondering what she should do when Mariya was clearly not in the mood to indulge her. Nonetheless, she knew that something was bothering him.

"Sorry, you just look like something is on your mind." She said, sitting on her bed and crossing her legs. Mariya's eyes were drawn to the subtle lift in her skirt, showing more of her thigh, and wanting to bang his head against a wall.

Images of her lying on her back, panting heavily underneath him, moaning his name as he enters her plays in his mind despite his pleas not to. He crosses his legs to try to relieve the burning in his groin, but the images continued against his consent.

"Well I don't." he replied irritably. He wouldn't do it. He was the ethical one here, yet his mind was plagued with sinuous images of lust.

"If you say so." Kanako said, lying down and stretching out, arching her back in a way that made Mariya almost moan out loud. Her eyes were half lidded, with a lazy smile on her face, and something inside Mariya snapped.

"You stupid girl." He whispered, but Kanako heard him. He raised himself from his bed and travelled to her side of the room.

"Eh?"

"You have no idea what you're doing to me." He placed each hand on either side of her head. He swung a leg over her hips, trapping her onto her bed.

"M-Mariya, you're gonna give me hives…" Kanako said nervously. Mariya slowly leaned down to where her ear was.

"Oh? Maybe we should do something to stop that." He then nipped her ear, making Kanako squeak. Her face erupted into a cherry at Mariya's intimacy. "Maybe do something to fix it." His hand stroked her side, making Kanako's heart pound in her chest.

"L-like what?" she stuttered. Mariya smirked, dragging his hand up past her hips, skirting over her breasts in a way that made Kanako gasp in pleasure and surprise, and on her cheek.

"Like this." He yanked her face up to his and kissed her. His hands stroked her hair and neck passionately while his tongue engaged hers like a lover would. Kanako shied away at first, but with his urging, met his tongue with her own.

They separated, her eyes half lidded with lust and confusion while his blazed with fire. The fire seared at her skin, making her legs clenched together in arousal.

"Listen idiot, and listen good, because I will only state this once." Mariya said seriously. He pulled her face close to his, his hands tangled in her hair, "I want you."

"Eh? R-really?" Kanako blinked, shocked. "B-but you call me stupid…"

"You are." he responded bluntly, nuzzling her neck. She smelled like honey and vanilla.

"Even now you call me stupid?!"

"Just because I want you doesn't mean I'm going to deny what is true."

"Oh yeah!" She growled. She grabbed him by his head and yanked him down, kissing him on the lips sloppily. She let him go, grinning triumphantly. "That shut you up!"

Mariya's eyes darkened with lust, diving to her lips again, claiming them as they were always meant to be—his. He broke the kiss, both of them panting.

"You're mine." Mariya growled in her ear, nipping it. He dragged his lips towards her neck and unbuttoned her necktie. "So shut up and get used to it." he said in between kisses. Kanako's face was as red as a tomato.

She corrupted him. She was like a siren beckoning him closer, and Mariya couldn't help but drown in her presence—in his sea of desire. It was too good. The fire blazed against his skin, every kiss of his leaving a trail of flames against Kanako. The fire consumed him and he was generous enough to share his passion with her.

Kanako's hands were clumsy against his body, not really knowing what to do, but he guided her, groaning at her mere touch. Kanako felt his desire for her against her core, her own warming more and more from his kisses.

Mariya moved in between her legs, allowing Kanako to feel the bulge better, her face red. Her legs clenched in desire, pulling Mariya closer. They both moaned at the friction as their sexes rubbed against each other, and the shock caused them to break apart, staring at each other uncertainly.

Kanako stared at Mariya who in turn stared back. They both panted, their chest heaving. Kanako eyes studied Mariya's, seeing genuine want in them. Want for her.

Heart pounding, Kanako guided his hands to her shirt, and he unbuttoned her blouse.

Let them sin.

Karin: Welp—I suck. I wanted to write the lemon but I felt I was really sucking at this so best to end it here. Sorry guys.

Anyway, inspiration for this oneshot came from the "Hellfire" cover by Anna. She is really talented and I suggest looking her up on YouTube. Her youtube name is annapantsu. She is brilliant My favorites from her are her "Hellfire" cover and "I won't say I'm in love" cover, which makes me think of Kanako singing that song about Mariya with Kiri, Sachi, and Yuzuru as the muses/background singers. I like to think that Kanako is a good singer.

See ya Next time!

Replies to Reviews:

The Melon Lord, Toph—sorry it wasn't really that funny. I tried… I'm glad you like the "Uninvited" series.

Orika—You think so too? That wasn't my intention, but it is true I see Miki having that problem. I get Kanako is a pervert but at least she's nice to her. My sister was a jerk to me until I told her to shove off, and even now she can still be a jerk. I would LOVE to have a sister who cares about me and shows it.

SerenaKo413—Sorry—I wanted to try at a sad oneshot for once. I'm sorry it broke you.

Princess potato—Nah, it's cool. I liked that you shared your headcannon with me. Thank you very much. Yes, I agree a lot can be done so I'm toying with more ideas. I'm so happy you liked that crossover so much. I was scared that no one would like it.