The Fourteenth's Awakening
Wild: Well, here's the 24th chapter of our tale, everyone! Is everybody pumped? I know I am! *starts jumping up and down with excitement* Come on, show some enthusiasm!
Devit: *points gun at her* Will you just shut up? Or I'll blow your head off your shoulders.
Wild: *gulps* Please be sure to read and review. Rating will probably begin to develop into the M stage within this chapter or the next few
Jasdero: *cocks gun* Ready to die in 5, 4, 3, 2…
Wild: *dashes off with a hoard of pitchforks clambering after her*
XXIV
"Three of a pair," Allen stated, tossing the cards to the sky while a triumphant Tyki shuffled his royal flush cards. This was the fifteenth time that Allen had lost, and he felt all his self confidence beginning to drain from his body.
Damn the stupid waiter for messing up my cheat tricks, Allen thought, trying to drown out Tyki's giddy whistling.
"So, shounen; what secret shall I have you share this time?" Tyki drawled, enthused at his progress. He had already learned quite a bit about his dear shounen. He had learned that Allen had could actually speak some Chinese and Korean. He had learned all about Allen's struggle to pay back his master's monstrous debts.
He delved into deeper, darker secrets, such as when Allen had his first kiss, and how it felt. He learned about whom Allen's first crush had been, although Tyki had been slightly disgusted and displeased when Allen described him.
"Can't be any worse than all the other questions you've asked so far, baka. They've been so stupid that even I want to cry, and not a five year old," Allen grumbled, glaring at Tyki with narrowed eyes. Also, apparently Allen was extremely competitive in gambling games. He did not like to lose.
Tyki grinned and leaned forward, watching the boy stare at him with evil eyes.
"Alright, then who was your first, shounen?" Tyki drawled, watching Allen's eyebrows furrow together into a unibrow.
"I already told you who my first crush and first kiss was, Tyki Mikk. Why are you asking me again?" Allen said, and Tyki couldn't help but laugh at how innocent the boy could be sometimes. The white haired teen glared harder at Tyki while he laughed his guts out onto the floor.
"No, no shounen, I don't mean kissing or crushes. I'm talking about the real stuff, Allen Walker," Tyki said, leaning forward to almost brush noses with Allen. He liked the way his boy's eyes widened and he squirmed, trying to get away. "I mean by who was your first to have sex with?"
Allen sputtered, mouthing opening and closing in rapid succession before he looked away.
"Oh come now, little adorable shounen. You can tell me. I mean, you can be a…wait a second," Tyki started to say, but skidded to a halt in his sentence when he saw Allen looking out the window, strawberry red. "You're a virgin!"
A hand slapped over Tyki's mouth and Allen leaned close, putting a finger against his lips. He looked around him nervously then stood up, dragging Tyki behind him. Tyki blinked in confusion, letting himself be dragged two carts over into an empty cart, private for them to speak.
Allen turned on him and glared, hissing like a snake.
"Could you have said that any f*cking louder, idiot, perverted Noah!" Allen snapped, getting into Tyki's face. Tyki blinked in astonishment. "Not only have you made this possibly the most uncomfortable train ride of my entire life; you have also just drawn attention to us!"
Not my problem in my opinion, Tyki thought.
"Then you start asking me such stupid questions over a game of poker, like my first kiss, what I like to do, what my favorite books are, and what languages I speak! And then you start going into even more detail, and finally go as far as to shout out that I am a virgin! WHAT THE F*CKING HELL IS WRONG WITH-mfff!"
Allen had been so close, his mouth moving temptingly in front of Tyki. Tyki found himself mesmerized by those moving lips, not even paying attention to what the shounen was shouting at him. He had almost gone cross eyed from watching them like a hawk.
So…good looking, Tyki thought while watching the lips move wider. And his self-control snapped in half like a fragile icicle. He moved forward, crowding Allen against the wall of the cart, trapping him in a cage of muscle.
He slammed his lips over the small pink mouth, pushing his tongue deep into Allen's mouth, coaxing him to play and cooperate. Bright, passionate golden eyes bore into dazed, surprised silver discs of the adorable boy.
Tyki pushed Allen more insistently against the wall, melding their bodies together into one shape, firmly grasping his shounen's hips to bring him even closer, if it was even possible. He growled low in his throat when Allen began struggling, pushing hard against his shoulders. He bit down on Tyki's tongue, making it bleed copper red. Tyki's eyes narrowed and he kissed more determinedly.
He quickly pushed them both away and switched their direction of falling. They both collapsed onto a seat, Tyki rising high over Allen's body. He pinned Allen's arms high above his head and pushed his tongue back into the hot cavern of Allen's mouth, sinking into the pleasure. This was what he wanted, the initiation into what he most desired.
"Tyki-stop-ah!" Allen gasped between kisses, but was silenced as Tyki stuck his tongue further into Allen's mouth, efficiently silencing him. He licked the roof of his mouth seductively then gently touched Allen's own tongue, inviting play.
It happened slowly, but Allen slowly began to give in. His muscles relaxed slowly beneath Tyki and his mouth opened a little better, his tongue touching Tyki's hesitantly. Tyki felt trumpets of triumph blasting in his ears as he sensed his cute boy surrendering himself to the ecstasy.
"Yes, shounen. That's it. Give yourself to me," Tyki whispered, drawing back to drag his mouth down Allen's neck. He roughly tugged aside the tie around his neck, popping the top buttons of his shirt. He ignored this and bit down hard on the junction where shoulder met neck, leaving a rather large and bold hickey.
He purred and licked along Allen's neck, the noise vibrating in his throat.
"Tyki," Allen whispered, gasping and arching off the train seat. Scenery flew by, trees, beautiful lakes and forest, glades and meadows, and yet it all never registered in either of their minds. They were too engulfed in the other, too enthralled by the other's actions.
"Don't worry shounen. I'll try you very kindly," Tyki whispered, rising over Allen's body to brush his fingers down the upper chest of the cute bunny underneath him. His eyes narrowed on the annoying shirt and took a firm hold, yanking it away. Buttons flew to unknown corners of the room, clinking on the floor.
But the noise was lost as Tyki stared down at the rippling, finely toned chest. Muscle rippled beneath the dark Noah flesh that stared up at Tyki. He licked his lips, feeling his most inner animalistic instincts rising up within him, ordering him to dominate and take the cute boy below him.
But he wanted to revel in this moment. Oh yes. He wanted to relish this time when he finally was able to capture the young exorcist's heart.
He leaned down and rubbed his cheek against the beautiful, exotic torso, feeling it shiver beneath him. He grinned deviously and ran his tongue ever so gently over the muscles, tracing the gentle lines that rippled and became apparent.
"Tyki-stop! We should be-doing this!" Allen said, shivering underneath Tyki, his eyes wide and glazed over with bliss.
"It's okay, shounen. This is perfectly normal," Tyki said soothingly, leaning up to brush gentle kisses over Allen's lips again, assuring. "This is us and no one else. Nobody else will be able to hear you. So relax and let yourself drown with me."
He kissed away the small tears that began streaming down Allen's cheeks before descending once again to that belly he adored, nipping it. He adorned it with tokens of his love, planting marks along his territory. He watched the body arch and shudder with satisfaction before his eyes settled over the slight bulge in Allen's pants. He smiled and began his descent.
"My, my, it would seem that you are also enjoying this little treatment, shounen," Tyki crooned, dragging his fingernails over Allen's chest, moving southward until it brushed the top of his pants. Allen's body went still and Tyki continued, his eyes becoming hooded.
He wasn't expecting claws to suddenly come out and scratch him across the cheek, slapping him away from the boy. He landed on the other side of the cart, holding his cheek in shock, staring at Allen with bewilderment.
The boy was shaking, cowering in the corner of the seat, trying to blend into the cushions.
"Shounen?" Tyki asked, starting to rise to his feet. Allen shook harder, his eyes wide. He wrapped his arms around himself like a protective shield.
"I-I can't believe I d-did such a thing…I can't believe I enjoyed such a thing like that…" Allen whispered, curling into a ball. His gaze travelled to Tyki. "Why would you do such a thing to me?" He looked scared and frightened like a petite bird in front of a ravenous cat.
Tyki stared at Allen for a long moment before smiling and walking toward Allen again. Allen shook harder and smashed himself as far into the window as he could get.
"I did it- because I like you, shounen. I like you probably more than I should. More than I can even begin to describe," Tyki explained, kneeling down onto the cushions, leaning toward Allen, who cowered further. "And I wanted you to feel how much I liked you. I want you to yield to me and give in to my every desire."
He reached out a hand and cupped Allen's soggy cheek, wet with running tears. Allen's red, tear stained eyes stared up into Tyki's bright golden irises, still glazed with the pleasure it had seen.
"And I intend to make you see that only I can make you feel such pleasure, Allen Walker. I will make you see that only I can give you such a feeling that it shakes you to your very core. I intend to make you and I fall into the darkest pit where no one will ever be able to steal you from my grasp," Tyki said, dragging a struggling Allen into his warm arms.
Allen struggled for a long while as Tyki only began humming hushed lullabies. Eventually, Allen fell into a dead silence, falling asleep in Tyki's warm embrace.
O_O XXIV O_O
Lavi sat in the corner of a bar and restaurant, staring as Sheryl laughed hysterically with a large group of men. They clunked jugs of beer, ale, and wine, yet Sheryl never seemed to get drunk like the blubbering idiots. They kept ordering and Lavi came to believe the constant flow of alcohol would never cease.
Lavi sipped happily on a cup of chamomile tea with a dash of honey and a spoonful of sugar. He had been led here by Sheryl, who said it was by far the best place to dine and drink. Apparently he put more emphasis on drink than dine.
"Excuse me, sir?" a meek voice asked, and Lavi looked up into the small, round face of a glamorous young woman. His eyes glistened and he smiled his most charming grin. "Is there anything you'd like to order? An appetizer perhaps?"
"I'd like anything you'd recommend," Lavi said dreamily, leaning against the booth in a cool way. She blushed and giggled sheepishly then said, "I'd recommend you try the mushroom cocoas. The mushrooms are always freshly picked and seasoned with the best spices. You can't go wrong with them!"
Lavi smiled.
"I'll take one of those then, since you believe so heavily in them," he said, bowing in a gentlemanly fashion. She giggled and quickly wrote down his order. She started to walk away but turned around and said quickly, "My name is Susana. Please, call on me if you need anything at all."
He smiled at her then turned to sip on his tea again, only to be met by an extremely hard stare from one pissed off looking Sheryl. The men were also staring at him with irritation. He arched one lean eyebrow.
"What?" he asked innocently. In an instant, the men were all on him. Sheryl glared at him from over their shoulders.
"What? What do you mean, 'What?'! That's Susana, the wealthy daughter of the richest guy in town, the Midnights'. She barely ever smiles at any guy, let alone flirts with him," the guys all hissed at him scrutinizing him, assessing him and whispering among them.
Lavi's eyebrows shot up and he sighed. Of course, the girl who smiles sweetly and innocently at him has to be the daughter of a rich man who would probably never even hand his daughter over into a marriage against an exorcist.
Why do I even bother hoping that a girl will ever be in my future, Lavi thought, depression hovering over his shoulder, grinning like the devil himself, laughing hysterically in triumph. Lavi offered only a sincere smile when she brought back his food and left again with a brilliant beam shining on her face. She even walked away with a special sway in her hips. Yeah, probably never…
XXIV
Sheryl eyed his birdie while the men swarmed him about having been the object of the waitress's attention. The richest guy in town's daughter, huh? How ironic, he thought and sipped on his crystal clear glass of wine. He was a regular customer here at the Running Stallion, and he had become accustomed to chatting with this particular group of elders.
He looked back at his birdie, who smiled at the waitress when she brought his food. She smiled at him like the sun, sashaying away. His eyes narrowed and he moved standing and moving to take the seat opposite his birdie. He watched as Lavi calmly ate, ignoring the Noah.
His eyes narrowed when he saw that Lavi had covered and closed his right purple eye. He stared at it long and hard until Lavi finally noticed his stare. He gave a slight shake of the head, noticeable only to Sheryl. He understood the gesture. Little birdie didn't want to reveal his unusual eye to the public.
Sheryl felt a strange satisfaction at the fact that his birdie's eye would remain his little secret. He sipped on his wine and laughed as the men crowded around the table, moving their conversations.
"So lad, what is your name anyway?" one man asked, watching Lavi while chugging on his bourbon.
"My name is Lavi," he answered smoothly in a chipper voice, offering friendly smiles even as the men leaned closer to him. Sheryl also noticed the slight shift as Lavi moved ever so slightly away to put some distance between.
"My, my, you're probably eighteen. And already traveling around with this strapping young man. My, my," one elder asked, cackling hysterically and drunkenly.
Lavi laughed and went back to eating his mushrooms while the men seemed to ramble on and on, asking needless questions. The waitress came back multiple times, trying to get back to Lavi, but could never get close enough. The men kept her quite busy. Instead, Sheryl noticed her slip a piece of paper into Lavi's hand when they passed the food plates between them. His eyes narrowed in dark curiosity and jealousy.
Sheryl finally stood up. They had already been in the restaurant for at least an hour or two.
"Excuse me gentlemen, but Lavi and I should really be going now. There is still much to be done before the new night descends upon us," Sheryl said kindly, lending Lavi a hand as he stood up.
"Well, goodnight then Sheryl. And goodnight to you as well, Lavi. Don't go letting this man push you around all night long," the men said, laughing at their own words while Lavi left, waving over his shoulder and Sheryl escorted them out. He didn't sense the ominous aura rolling towards him in heavy waves, but he did feel the hand that stuffed itself into his pocket, fishing for something.
He froze.
XXIV
"Wisely, time to wakey wakey," the Millennium Earl said, poking Wisely's limp sleeping form. The carriage had stopped at an extravagant hotel/inn. It was freshly painted with bright flowers in every window. It was at least three stories with a few windows on each level. The Earl had stayed here quite often, and found his every need satisfied. "Wisely…"
"Hn," Wisely grunted, curling up tighter into a ball. The Earl stared at how peaceful Wisely looked in his sleep. He cackled at how he groaned in his sleep, groaning about not wanting to get up. Wisely really did act like such a little kid sometimes.
"Wisely, we're at the hotel. It's time to wake up," the Earl said, poking him a little harder. Wisely grunted again, rolling over to stare out the window of the carriage with hooded eyes. Sleep was clearly on his mind as he grunted again and flopped back onto the carriage sleep.
"Just leave me in the carriage. I'll catch up later," he grumbled. The Earl's eyebrow twitched. "I have money so I'll even pay for it." Again, his eyebrow twitched.
"Wisely," the Earl said, leaning close. "If you don't get up now, I'll be walking into the lobby with you over my shoulder. Asleep or not."
Wisely never moved, intent on sleeping in peace. The Earl wouldn't do it; Wisely was positive. He was not expecting the Earl to be serious.
The Earl grasped Wisely firmly around his waist and heaved him over his shoulder. He laughed loudly as Wisely squeaked like a surprised mouse and thrashed on his back while he paid the driver and walked into the hotel.
"Okay! Okay! Put me down! I get your point! Let go!" Wisely hissed, kicking and punching the Earl's back. The Earl walked up to the front desk like this and calmly smiled at the woman at the front desk. She had an awkward smile on her face, and she looked a little blue.
"I have a reservation under Earl," he said charmingly, winking at her. Wisely was still thrashing on his shoulder, growling and snapping like a rabid dog. The woman blinked at him before snapping out of it and quickly looking to her computer.
"Oh, uh, one room, correct?" she asked hesitantly, to which he nodded. She handed him a key and said, "Top floor, room #25. Please enjoy your stay while you're here, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask me or another employee."
"Thank you kindly, miss," the Earl said, tipping his hat to her and walking up the stairs with a screaming Wisely on his back. "Now, now, Wisely, no need to make such a huge fuss over this. Just sit back and enjoy the ride up the stairs!"
"Put me down, Lord Millennium!" Wisely snapped, turning his head enough that he could glare at the Earl. He squeaked again when the Earl smacked his, leaving a sting.
"Now hush up, Wisely. See, we are even here at the room. And if you be quiet, then I will put you down," the Earl said, fumbling with the key. He felt the urge to giggle when Wisely instantly when still and silent as a rock. He opened the door and stepped inside the room, kicking it rather loudly shut behind him. He inhaled deeply and sighed in content. "Smell that fresh room scent, Wisely? It's fantastic!"
He carefully set Wisely down on the floor, who sat cross legged with a rather angry pout on his face. He glared at the Earl while the demon lord walked out onto the balcony, staring out at the bustling town.
He watched in bright glee as he watched all the humans walking below him. He saw the darkness lingering in their hearts, and felt the giddiness swelling inside him. All those souls to turn into Akuma for my army. How marvelous!
"There's only one bed," Wisely said from behind him. The Earl turned around, grinning, examining the room. He already knew the room had only one bed. He had requested it that way.
"Why, it would seem that there is. I guess that means one thing!" the Earl said and outstretched his arms like he was proclaiming the most magnificent news. "We get to sleep in the same bed! Just like last night!"
Wisely's eyebrow twitched and he huffed, crawling under the covers, muttering something to himself.
"Did you say something, Wisely dear?" the Earl drawled, pupils zeroing in on Wisely's drifting form. Had he just heard what he thought he had?
"Nothing, Lord millennium. Absolutely nothing."
XXIV
Thank everything that is dear and alive, Devit thought as Jasdero stopped running, coming to a screeching, laughing halt in front of a practically desolate town. This was Maashiima's stop.
"Well, here is your stop. Hello, goodbye, door riddance to ya! Let's go, Jasdero!" Devit said in a flurry, readjusting himself to sit proudly in the center of his small carriage. Maashiima smirked as he climbed off, grinning and planting a hand on his hip.
"Quiet rude still, squirt? Maybe I should take ya with me and beat some manners into ya, aye Jasdero?" Maashiima asked, and Jasdero laughed hysterically.
"Brother's manners aren't the sharpest," Jasdero laughed, ignoring his brother's hard, betrayed stare. "Next time we meet, Maashiima! Off!"
And with that, the carriage lurched forward when Jasdero took off like a rocket, leaving Maashiima in a cloud of dust. He coughed and looked up to see Devit sticking his tongue out at him. He arched an eyebrow then grunted when the dark skinned teen turned back around. The carriage disappeared, already over a small hill.
Maashiima turned and gazed at the small town. He sighed and began trudging towards it.
It would have been a lot more fun to have stayed in the carriage.
"This is such a pain in the ass."
XXIV
Wild: Well kids, uh…for starters, I never actually believed I could have written that Tyki and Allen scene. Uh, I'm still kinda shell shocked with myself and my writing.
Allen: You think!
Wild: Well, uh, I think I am going to retreat now into my quiet corner to both put on a thinking cap and curl up in a chair in the fetal position with a cup of hot tea. Maybe then I can actually clear my head of that scene *walks away, swaying and pale like a ghost*
Tyki: *holding Allen firmly and possessively around the waist* Please be sure to review and tell us how wild did! I personally believed she did phenomenal, but we want to hear your take on it!
Sheryl: *holding Lavi in his grasp* Goodnight everyone! Kat will be back soon with another great chapter over the weekend!