Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse or its characters; that right belongs to Lee Gwang-Su.


He stood there, watching his Master and hating how melancholic and apathetic he looked. Knowing it had hit him hard what Muzaka did. That all of his Master's first friends' life energy had been transferred to him. After a semi-lengthy fight that had been purposely provoked using the human children as bait. Now, though, days later, that same said life force was leaking from him because he didn't seem to want to keep it. His Master was a strange man. Aloof and quiet. He was caring yet despondent to a point.

Frankenstein would do anything to make his Master happy again. Sighing as he watched the jasmine tea grow cold in the darkened room, he wondered if any of the others had tried yet? They all were loyal. They all cared very much for the man that sat staring blankly ahead of him with a very lifeless red gaze.

Opening his mouth to speak, Frankenstein snapped it shut as the door to the study opened and narrowing his robins-egg blue eyes as he turned to see who would enter without permission, only to pause. There stood Delphi. Her odd-colored eyes focused, gaze hard, on their Master. He still didn't know what kind of bond they had since they had made the contract. He knew that he could not talk to her via telepathy. And that she didn't speak to Raizel that way either. No, it was as if they had something a bit deeper, more personally.

When she moved away from the door, Her bare feet made no sound on the hardwood floor. Something told him that this was not a social visit. No, the way her body was stiff, though moving fluidly as she walked to stand between him and their Master. Hell, he and everyone knew that she took great pains to try and keep a reasonable distance between them. Then again, with all she had revealed that first night in the house... there was a good reason. Being nothing more than a tool with extraordinary powers, that dictated your life based on the decision of another, yeah, he could see how resentment and bitterness could take root.

When Delphi, shook her head before stepping up to the table, bending over and forcibly scooting it. Causing the air to fill with the sound of wood scraping wood, Frankenstein wanted to snap at her and only to keep quiet as she moved in front of Raizel and knelt before him. Almost submissive as he watched her stare up at him. She was causing his curiosity to be piqued as she just stared, eyes slowly closing until they were mere slits.


She was tired. She was annoyed beyond belief. Having known that Mazuka had chosen to go this route, had even commended him on his choice. Now, she has to deal with the fallout — a pity party of self-inflicted loathing. Oh, right now, she hated that their bond was still so new and raw. That they had yet to learn how to close the other off to their emotions and the baggage that came with them.

So, she had decided to confront her 'Master' in the privacy of the study. A room only Frankenstein ever entered when Raizel was there. Not surprised that the man she jokingly called her father was there, staring with open concern and worry. Hell, the whole house was, and it was not helping matters. It was pushing things into the realm of more fucked up. It. Needed. To. Stop!

Now kneeling before her Master, the Noblesse, she looked into his dull, glazed red eyes. Forcing her face to stay a blank mask as she took a deep breath and dropped what little barrier she had formed around her end of their bond. Letting everything flood to him like a Tsunami. Watching as his body jerked and stiffened before he focused enough to look down at her. Taking that as her cue, Delphi placed her hands on his knees and leaned in. Not stopping the torrent of annoyance, anger, sadness to him.

"You, Master Cadis are being a fucking spoiled, petulant child," she stated in a firm tone.

The sharp, horrified gasp off to their side didn't even warrant her to peek a Frankenstein. He didn't matter. She was done with the tiptoeing around. It was time someone, anyone, made the man before her fucking man up and take action.

As a hard wave of irritation slammed into her petite body, Delphi did her best not to show how it affected her — opting to raise an eyebrow. This was a good start. She was overstepping her boundaries. But, enough was enough.

"You just lost a friend; I get that. But, I think my assessment is accurate. You are locking away your emotions because your hurting is hurting those that rely on you. Love and respect you, Cadis Etrama Di Raizel," she continued, her tone still firm. "And I am sick of seeing everyone tiptoeing around you on eggshells. I knew Muzaka was going to do this. You were the person after his human wife and mixed-race daughter he loved most. It was not a light decision he made. And... And you just sit here wasting it. Letting that energy he gave you go to waste instead of fucking getting off your pasty white ass and taking care of the bastards who are threatening those you claim you care about!"

Her rant was picking up emotion, which she thrust at him through the bond, violently, as she heard it in her voice with her ears. The way Frankenstein shifted uncomfortably as Raziel's aura grew denser around her as if to force her to submit. And dammit, she wanted to but refused.

"I will accept whatever you want to give as punishment. But only after you hear me out... Master," she said. Her tiny hands were reaching forward and picking up one of his. "You have one of the biggest, kindest, most generous hearts in this world. And locking it away is not solving anything. This is, in part, why I was made to be who I am. Feel dammit!"

As the last words left her mouth, she maneuvered his hand so that his pointer finger was sticking out and placed it in her mouth. Just like he had done when they made their contract. Letting her tongue flick over the tip slowly, as he had done when taking her blood — giving a light suck as if to close the wound, just like he had. And the fact she felt his pulse jump as her tongue swiped over it again before she pulled it from her mouth and set his hand back in his lap. Knowing her face was flushed as her eyes began to burn.

"Think about what you need to do," she said as she stood up and walked from the room swiftly, fighting the urge to cry.


Everyone watched as the door to the study opened; they watched as Delphi stepped out and closed it. No one said anything since it had shocked them that she had stormed down the stairs and entered the room unbidden. Each person present seeing her face tinted bright red as her odd white eyes glistened with unshed tears. Before tracking her as she moved across the hall and the kitchen, pausing briefly to grab a bottle of water from the Fridge before heading to the elevator, the lab and work out room down below.

On each of their minds was the question was a variation of what happened in the room?. Because none of them had seen her that close to crying before. Then seconds later, Frankenstein stepped out and looked around, face pinched. When his gaze landed on them, they all pointed in the direction Fa-Ming had gone — getting a nod before he marched off in the same direction.

"So, should I bring up the basement on the big screen?" Tao asked, his voice a whisper, showing he was a bit disturbed like everyone else.

A unanimous nod was all the answer that was given before Tao's hands began to move so fast they were a pale blur before the projection screen dropped. The project illuminated it with the picture of the various basement rooms before the Gym was enlarged, showing a surprised, dark-haired man staring towards the door.


He sat there, stunned, for a few minutes after Frankenstein had left the room. His mind processing what just happened in a matter of fewer than fifteen minutes. Before slowly lifting his hand, curling all but one finger. The finger that Delphi had put into her mouth after ranting at him. Berating him as if he was nothing more than an errant child. There was still plenty of warmth, no heat flooding his body. Which was reeling from the emotions she had slammed into him through their bond.

Cadis was not ignorant. He was well aware of what touch could evoke as well as words that were spoken passionately, with conviction. Just like Delphi had done. Though, he would take her task later. Doling out the punishment, she said she was willing to take for her actions. He was sighing softly as he recalled the day that he'd made the pact with the odd little woman, how he hadn't given it a second thought to sticking her finger into his mouth, licking and sucking the blood away. How he had felt a liquid-like heat appear as her face blushed after he had done what he did.

Of course, he had been confused a bit when Delphi had flushed, just as the bond formed and embarrassment filled him. It was not what he had expected. A bond that was based on sharing emotions to communicate. And when she had removed that fragile barrier after kneeling before him, it had been clear she wanted to hit him. But chose to wisely just let her feelings attempt to smother him. It did anger him to a small extent; she had done what she did, though her point was made.

Concerned at the fact that her eyes had misted and glowed with unshed tears, her power rising to the surface before she took his finger from her mouth, placed it back on his lap, and rushed out of there. There had been so many different emotions he barely caught a mix of horror, embarrassment, and need. Then again, when he took her task later, he'd be asking her how she knew that Muzaka was going to do what he did? And why had she not said anything about it?

It was at that moment his mind jumped back to them, finding her in nothing but a towel, passed out on the bedroom floor, unresponsive. Thoughtfully narrowing his eyes, Cadis wondered if, at that point, she had a vision about it. Oh, yes, he would have answers. And no one would be there when he got them.

TBC!