Disclaimer: I don't own 9, although I do own the dvd. XD
AN: This is the last chapter to breaking the news, you guys! Are you excited for the sequel?
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed, especially those I've been mentioning. Oh and xrazaliciousx. Jen, if you're reading this, then that means you're the pwn (or should I say prawn?) and you totally deserve to be the Alucard to my Seras Victoria. Or the Holmes to my Watson. In a not weird sisterly way. XD I would also like to thank Let's Play Silent Hill 2 by AgentJr and the Death Note soundtrack for helping me with this one. XD Also, I had no idea what I was getting into when I sat down to write this chapter, other than an idea or two. Beware of similarities to my as-of-yet unpublished Silent Hill 2 fic in this chapter. XD
1 was standing in the doorway, behind the twins. 7 only knew he was there after he cleared his throat quietly.
How long had he been standing there? Did he hear the entire thing?
"1." She muttered, sitting up and drawing her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. "What are you doing in here?"
It was as if he was reluctant to enter her room, his fingers scratching at the doorframe, leaving marks as he indecisively lingered at the entrance. "I…" He looked away as if ashamed of what he was doing, or what he was about to say. "I needed to see you."
2 glanced from his brother to the warrior and coolly spoke. "I'll leave you two alone." And with that, he took the twins by their hands and marched them out of her room.
She looked up at him; her optics meeting his gaze fleetingly for just a moment. "Do you hate me? Do you hate me because of what happened?"
"I don't hate you. I couldn't possibly hate you. I.. just don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose you how I lost the chance to be a father. I.." He let his voice trail off, his hands dropping to his sides lamely.
She edged off the bed and took a few hasty steps toward him. She almost fell against him, her arms squeezing him tightly. "1.. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. All of it was my fault."
He was taken by surprise as she embraced him. It was all he could do not to hug her back. He had to keep at least a semblance of composure, even if it was just him and her; and even if she lowered her barrier to let him close to her.
"It isn't your fault. None of it is. None." He sighed, allowing himself to put just one arm around her shoulders, but nothing else.
She buried her head in his shoulder and breathed. "1, I'm sorry…"
She kept surprising him with these sudden unfettered displays of emotion. He was the kind of person who preferred everything to be business-like, formal. No emotions revealed whatsoever. There was nothing he could do but just let her hold him tightly like he was doing.
Her arms were around his neck and her face was near his, her voice gentle. "1, please, I can't forget what happened. H-help me.."
"I can't. I don't know how.." He admitted, looking away from her.
"N..9 took something from me. He took away my.. My.. I don't know, but.. I want to be yours. And only yours.. Not 9's.. That was forced… He forced me.. Take me and make me yours. I'm ready now… I.. I want to do this." She rested her forehead against his, meaning she had to stretch and stand as tall as she could. "1.." She leaned in and kissed him.
The contact sent shivers through her entire body. But it wasn't unpleasant like when 9 touched her. This time, she wanted this. She wanted someone to love her the way she wanted to be loved.
She pulled away for just a moment. "1.."
He was watching her, the lenses of his optics nearly touching hers, the black of the optics themselves slitted. "7, I…" He couldn't finish his sentence because their lips met again, the kiss deepening. A warm feeling infused 7 from the very center of her soul. "1. I-I love.. you."
"7. Do- do you really want this?" He asked her, slowly as she was undoing his belts.
"Y-yes.. 1, I.. I need this.." She kissed him briefly, a short chaste peck. "Let me do this.. Let me l-love you.."
She pressed her body against his opening, the sensation making them both close their optics. She slowly, unsteadily, undid her toggle. She still wouldn't let anyone but her touch it, even though she was, here at this moment in time, finally becoming intimate with someone for the first time since she was hurt.
Again she pressed her body to his, the warmth and intense pleasure she felt making her gasp.
They started to move toward the bed, her mouth against his, his hands around her waist, her arms tight against his shoulders, 7 almost completely forgetting about 9, free of the guilt that plagued her since that incident. Nothing would change the way she felt about 1, nothing.
Not even starting a family would change that. That would only make her love stronger.
The End
AN: Haha! And end Breaking The News! XD Well, how about that? 7 finally has fully recovered and is building her relationship with 1 back up. Ooh, is that a spoiler for the sequel in the end line I spy? XD
Thank you all for reading this and I will be starting the sequel as soon as possible.
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Until next time…
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TFFLM