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We all dream while we sleep, but this was one of the times I couldn't remember what mine was. It felt like I had been asleep for a long time before the train had halted. I could feel Lavi stir in my arms as it came to a complete stop and people were starting to exit the train. My embrace on him tightened as he tried to get up. "No." I mumbled sleepily, forcing my eyes to open. I could feel my hair sticking to my cheek. I bet I looked pretty, not. Lavi unwrapped my arms from him and sat me up, cupping my face in his hands. "I'll be back, promise." He said quietly, kissing my lips gently. I surprised myself and even him as I pushed up against him, hands on his chest as I deepened that kiss. I felt like I was on Cloud Nine. My body was light; my heart was fluttering in my chest like a humming bird and-
A heavy knock on the cabin door made me pull away. "Sir Exorcist, it's time for you to leave." I heard the finder say. I wanted to tell him to give us a minute… an hour, a day, but that just couldn't be done unfortunately. I sighed and looked down at my lap as Lavi stood up with his crutches in tow. "Selene, we'll see each other again soon, don't worry." He reassured me, but it didn't reassure the knot that had formed in the pit of my stomach. Lavi leaned down towards me, placing his fingers under my chin to lift my head up towards him. He quickly kissed my cheek and my lips. "We'll finish this later." He said with a little boyish grin.
My face grew hot. "There's nothing to finish, we finished kissing." I said, biting on my lower lip. He merely smiled and wiggled his eyebrows, "There's more to kissing, you know. I'll have to show you later."
"Get out of here, pervert." I wanted to shout, pushing him away from me towards the door. Lavi chuckled as he opened the cabin door, pausing briefly to look back at me. "See you soon, Selene." He said before opening the door and stepping out and closing it. My chest tightened as the cabin became silent and empty. I already missed him and he had only been gone a few seconds. I slid over in my seat towards the window, pressing my cheek against it. Maybe I could catch a glimpse of him while he was on the platform. I saw a mess of red hair and could distinguish that that was Lavi. He was walking towards a shorter individual with a small bit of hair on top of his head. So Lavi was going to be with Bookman while he was on his other mission? That made me feel better that at least some adult would be watching him. He may be old enough to be qualified as an adult, but he needed constant monitoring.
The train whistle blew in the background, and I slid back into the middle of my seat. I didn't want to be leaning against the window as the train pulled out of the station. Lavi would get a kick out of that if he saw me, and I didn't want a red mark from smashing my face against the glass. My chest tightened a bit more as we finally pulled out of the station and continued on our path. I was going to miss that red head… I was going to miss how he made me feel when he touched me, or kissed me. I put my fingers against my lips and thought about the nice warm feeling I got when Lavi kissed me. It felt like… well, it was hard to explain. More so like an innocent first love type of deal. As I continued to think of how the kiss felt, an image flashed through my mind. Black hair, tanned skin, yellow eyes, the smell of cigarettes…
"Goddamnit." I said, pressing my hands against my face. Why was it that every time I tried to remember a romantic time with Lavi, I always thought of him? Why was his face so imprinted in my mind… why could I still remember how it felt when his body was pressed up against mine, and how wonderful it felt. "No, no, no!" This wasn't right. He was a Noah, the Noah of Pleasure, to be exact. That was it. I was having lustful thoughts… right?
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A few hours passed as I sat in the cabin to the victim of my own thoughts. I kept thinking of all those dreams I was having, how Tyki seemed to be so keen on either pissing me off or making me fall for him… I had to do something else before I pulled my hair out and screamed bloody murder. I pulled out a tattered paper book from my pocket, along with a pencil. I had gotten this a while ago to keep my mind busy during long train rides. It was a game where you had to fill boxes and rows with numbers between one and nine, but not repeat any of the numbers in them. What was it called again? I think it was Sudoku. Someone in the American Science Department had given it to me as a Christmas present a while ago. I thought it was a nice gift and preferred it over my stupid teacher's gift which was a freaking pink, frilly dress. My mind was engrossed in finding the numbers to fill in the puzzle and I didn't notice the finder opening the door and stepping inside the cabin.
"Ahem." He cleared his throat which made me lift my head up from my puzzle, "Miss Selene, it seems we have a problem…"
"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows and gripped my pencil. Oh great, there were akuma out there. Why did akuma like to attack me while I was on trains?
"It seems that the tracks have been tampered with, so we will have to stop at the next station and stay overnight while they fix it." He reported.
"Where are we?" I asked, looking outside. I could see an expanse of countryside out my window. Green grass, cattle scattered around, and a few houses here and there. I wasn't familiar with the geography of Europe so I couldn't guess where we were.
"We're in Germany." He frowned, "If you don't want to stay here, we could probably find some other means to get to the coast and take a ship to England."
"It's really okay to me if we stop… are we expected soon?"
"We aren't expected for another three days."
"Well, then let's stay here. I always wanted to see Germany." I said, trying to smile. The finder didn't smile back, but rather looked like he ate something bad. I blinked and wondered what was wrong with him. As my mouth opened to form the question into words, the finder spoke up, "I don't like Germans." He sighed heavily before exiting the cabin. Well, we all couldn't all get along… we could try, but there would always be some hate between some groups.
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We got off at the next train station and made got rooms at an inn nearby. The finder insisted that he stay in his room and wouldn't budge when I asked him a few times to go exploring with me. What a party pooper, he needed to get over his dislike for Germans. My room was small and all wood. The floor was a dark color that looked like it had seen many feet over the years. The bed was pretty big and looked comfortable. There was a dresser up against the wall to my right as I entered the room, and a full length mirror near it. There was even a small bathroom, yes! I was used to sharing bathrooms with people, but it was nice to get your own private one once in a while. I threw my one bag of luggage on top of my bed and slid off my exorcist coat, draping it over the bottom frame of my bed. I shuffled towards the bathroom and hit the light switch. It lit up to a very white, tiled room. I continued on to the mirror that sat on top of the sink and stared at my reflection. I looked a bit pale, and my eyes made me squirm. I looked like I had added years to them… like I had seen too many battles, which I probably have. I turned on the sink and let cold water pour out of it as I took some in my hand and rubbed it against my face. I still didn't understand why Lavi said I was pretty; it made no sense to me at all. Well at least someone called me pretty… not like Mr. Chain-Smoker called me anything.
He shouldn't be calling you anything I heard my inner voice tell me. Yes that was reasonable but… maybe I wanted him to call me something. I bit my lip and splashed my cool water against my face. I couldn't get the image of Tyki out of my head, yet again. I could picture him slicking back his hair, his piercing yellow eyes boring into mine, the cigarette smoke swirling around me…
I sniffed the air and blinked, water dripping down my face. Why did it smell so bad all of a sudden? It smelt like someone was smoking in the hallway. The hairs on my neck stood as I got that feeling that someone was standing behind me. Before I could even look back up in the mirror to see if my gut feeling was true, a firm body pressed up against me and pinned me to the sink.
"I never took you as one of those girls that spent hours in front of the mirror."
I looked up and saw him smiling behind me. My heart jolted and I tried to push him off me but he grabbed my arms in a tight grip. I hissed as he pressed against bruises and fell still, "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. If I couldn't hit him, at least I could at least give him a dirty look.
"I just came to see my favorite girl." Tyki replied, rubbing his cheek against my hair. I fidgeted underneath him and tried to stay collected. I had my weapon with me; I couldn't just activate it and hopefully slice him in half. I moved my hands around my sides and couldn't feel anything. My heart started to race as he let go of me and laughed.
"Looking for these?" He asked, holding up my elbow blades in his hands. The green jewel gleamed at me and I felt fear start its course through my body. I was weaponless and at the hands of a Noah, again. Great.
"Give that back to me!" I shouted fiercely. He may have my weapon but I would find some way to take him down with me.
"Only," Tyki had that dark look on his face, the one that said he had a bunch of dark thoughts running through his mind. Ones that I didn't want to know about because I was probably the star of those thoughts, "If you go on a date with me."
My mouth dropped. A date, what?! Had he gone and bumped his head somewhere? Noah's don't go on dates with exorcists! They beat them to a pulp and rip their body to shreds, yes, but not go on a date. "No." I said, pushing forward to grab my blades. He merely stepped back a bit too quickly and I almost ended up on the floor. He grabbed the back of my uniform and pulled me up before I could break my wrist, again. "You heard me." He set me on my feet and moved over to my bed, sitting down and looking comfortable. He wasn't wearing a suit like I had seen him in last time. He was wearing a pair of working pants and a white shirt complete with stains. Even though he was dressed like a poor guy, he still looked nice. Actually now that I really looked at him he wasn't very Noahish at all. His appearance looked very human today.
"You get your nasty innocence back if you go eat some dinner with me." He pulled out a wrinkled cigarette from his pocket and slid it between his lips, gazing at me intently. I didn't know what to say. If I went with him, I'd get my innocence back… but that's only if he kept his word.
"Promise?" I asked, biting my lip again. I couldn't think of any other way out of this, and damnit I was starting a bad habit of biting my lip.
"Of course, you have my word as a gentleman." Tyki replied, putting his hand behind his back. What was he doing, crossing his fingers? When he pulled his hand back the blades were gone which made me make a frustrated noise.
"Fine, whatever. Let's go."
"Hold on there, Missy. Get prettied up for me first." He smiled, rolling the cigarette around.
"I hope you get cancer." I hissed between my teeth. First he takes my weapon, then he wants to go out to dinner with me, and now he wants me to get dressed up? Boy was he asking a lot. I opened my suitcase and pulled out the first outfit that was sitting on top.
"Don't you have some dresses?" He asked, staring into my suitcase. I didn't want him to see all my personal belongings, and I bet he would've gotten a kick if he saw my panties. I slammed my suitcase shut and walked towards the bathroom. "No, I hate dresses." I said simply, closing the bathroom door behind me. The clothes I had grabbed were some pants and a blouse. I would have picked a less girly shirt but I just wanted to get this over with. With an exasperated sigh I unzipped my uniform and began to change.
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I made sure to get really, really slow. I wanted him to suffer and wait while I changed. I folded my exorcist uniform and set it on the sink as I combed my fingers through my hair. My brown hair was a little wild so I decided to pull it back into a ponytail. I didn't have any makeup to put on so I was done within ten minutes. I stood there and stared at myself in the mirror before I could hear Tyki's voice behind the door.
"Hurry up, I'm hungry woman."
"Shut up I'm coming." I pulled my gaze away from the window and opened the door, crossing my arms against my chest. He was still sitting on my bed looking ever so at ease. He glanced at me and looked me up and down, cigarette drooping as he frowned. "Put your hair down."
"No, I like it back." I protested.
Tyki stood up and walked over to me in two steps. He reached behind my head and pulled out the ponytail holder, throwing it across the room. I opened my mouth to protest some more but words wouldn't come out as he smoothed his hand down my hair. I felt my cheeks burn and pulled my head away from him. "Can we go now?"
"Yes." He said, smiling, "Don't be so impatient girl."
"I am not impatient!"
His arm wrapped around mine and he pulled me out the door. Once we were in the hall I considered shouting. The finder would probably hear me, but then what would he do? Tyki would definitely kill him and I would feel guilty for the finder's death. I kept my mouth shut as the Noah towed me out of the inn and onto the street. It was late in the afternoon, I'd say around five. The sky was a pretty array of lavender and orange as the day turned into night. I looked around as people were going about their business, probably going home for dinner. The streets weren't as crowded as they were when I had first arrived. People that passed us chattered in German, a language I would never begin to understand. They sounded angry all the time. I expected he would take me to some bar restaurant but when we passed one he didn't even slow his pace.
As time passed, I was going to ask where the hell we were going until he stopped near a shack. "Yes, good old seafood." He smiled contently.
The shack was near piers that were placed on the river that went through the town. It looked like it would break down if the wind blew against it. The roof was a bright green, and the rest was white and heavily chipped. A chalkboard sign on the side had the menu written in German. I was so not going to eat here, it screamed food poisoning. Tyki dragged me all the way to the front where a sturdy looking man behind the counter greeted him with a blank face.
"Was darf's sein?" He asked in a deep voice.
Well, I certainly did not know one word in German. I was shocked to see that Tyki did in fact know the lingo around here. "Ich möchte…" he trailed off and began listing things off the chalkboard menu. As he finished his order he looked down at me, "What do you want?"
"I'd rather eat dirt." I mumbled, hoping the cook wouldn't hear. He might know English, you never know. Tyki shrugged and pulled out a ball of bills from his pocket. He gave it to the man and got a few coins back in change. We only waited a bit before the food was ready. It looked like fried something in a basket with fries… fish and chips? After receiving his food he dragged me towards one of the smaller piers.
"Are you going to throw me in the river? Drowning is not one of my top choices for dying." I said.
"No, I wouldn't get much of a thrill out of that." He replied.
He sat down at the edge of the pier and pulled me down with him, forcing me to sit. I sat with my legs dangling over the side, boots barely brushing against the top of the water. He began to eat his food and we stayed quiet. I wanted something else to do than panic about how this would all end so I decided to start talking, "I didn't know you knew German."
"I don't fluently speak; I just know how to say what I want in every language." Tyki said with a smile.
"Of course you would." I looked at his back. Behind were my elbow blades. I could try to get them while he ate, maybe he wouldn't notice. I inched my hand towards them and before I could even brush my fingers against the steel, Tyki pulled my hand away.
"You aren't getting it back." He said, finishing up his food.
I glared at him, "I went with you to dinner, now give it back."
"The date isn't over yet." Tyki smiled, pulling me closer to him. He tilted my head up towards his and tried to kiss me but I turned away so his lips ended up on my cheek.
"Your breath smells like fish!" I struggled in his grip, "Ergh, let go of me! Why do you keep kissing me?" I asked in frustration. Every time we were together he'd try to lock his lips on mine. I couldn't figure out why he would keep doing this except to get in my pants. What a foul man.
"I like to kiss you, that's why."
"But we're enemies. We're supposed to be fighting, not loving."
"We aren't enemies, Selene."
I looked up at him, eyebrows knitting together. "What are you talking about? Of course we are. And when did you start calling me by my name? I didn't even know you knew my name."
He just grinned mischievously and didn't say a word. What, he wasn't going to answer me now?! I wasn't going to have any of this. "You goddamn scarred face, cigarette smelling bastard, you-!" He pressed his lips against mine and muffled the rest of my insults. The touch of our skin made my whole body shudder with pleasure. His mouth moved against mine, and somehow he managed to get his tongue in my mouth. My hand gripped his chest as the kiss deepened and I opened my eyes in a daze when he stopped.
"I think I better take you back now." He stood and helped me up as well. I felt completely dizzy as he steered me off the pier.
"By the way," He whispered in my ear, "You make a wonderful moan."
"W-what?" I stuttered, feeling my face turn completely red, "I didn't moan!"
"You always moan when I kiss you." Tyki replied with a smug smile. I honestly couldn't remember making any noises when he kissed me. I was too wrapped up in the pleasure of it all to really register anything else. Okay so I moaned when a Noah kissed me, and I was cheating on Lavi… god, was I going straight to hell.
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Just like the gentleman that he was, Tyki directed me back to my inn and to my room. Well it looked like he was going to keep that promise he had made. I opened the door to my room with the key the inn manager had given me. I walked in and turned around before he could close the door. "Okay, funs over. Give them back." I said, holding out my hands.
Tyki tilted his head at me, closing the door behind him. "The fun isn't over yet." He said. He took one step forward and pushed me down on the bed. He got on top of me in a matter of seconds and had one hand around my neck as his other hand smoothed back his black curly hair from his face. "Now then," His skin began to darken and the cross shaped scars began to appear against his forehead, "I had my fingers crossed when I said I would give back your weapon."
"You bastard, I knew you were a no good liar!" I shouted, coughing as his grip tightened against my throat.
"Now Selene, I don't want to hurt you too much. You're going to experience more pain later." He said in a matter-of-factly tone. His free hand slid behind his back and he pulled out my blades. I coughed and tried to pry his hand away from my neck while it tightened. "Now to remove this pesky innocence." He needed both hands, one to hold the blade and the other to extract my innocence. Once he let go of my neck I sat up to grab my anti-akuma weapon. He grabbed my injured wrist and squeezed it hard, causing me to cry out in pain. The two green jewels embedded in my weapon were removed easily by him. They morphed together and into a single cube of innocence. I shot up to grab it and he pinned me down by the neck again. He only needed one hand to crush it. One hand to destroy my innocence. He closed his hand into a fist around the cube, smiling wickedly.
"Say bye-bye to your innocence, Selene."
"NO!" I shouted before his hand closed down against the cube. A flash of light exploded from his palm, and as he opened it, dust fell out of his palm. My eyes began to water. I couldn't believe this. It was gone, my innocence. I wasn't an exorcist anymore; he was going to kill me now!
"No…" I whispered hoarsely, tears streaming down my face.
"Yes." Tyki continued to smile at me, brushing the tears away from my face. He leaned down, lips brushing against my ear. "It's time to wake up, Selene."
"No... No… No," I kept whispering. My whole body felt numb. My senses must have been gone to, because I couldn't hear him whispering in my ear, I couldn't smell his bad cigarette smell, I couldn't even see his yellow eyes. Before my mind could shut down, I felt something extreme begin to happen to my body.
Pain.
"STOP!" I screamed as the pain began to spread through me like wildfire.
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Hmm. I hope I wasn't too out of character with Tyki… x_x
Remember the number thirteen.
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