Author's Note} This is my little twisted world, that originally started out based on my friend Anjel's fanfics starting with And You Thought It Couldn't Get Any Worse and since she writes much faster than I can read, I gave up on ever trying to finish her series and am making my own twisted world off of it. She knows. She wonders..... But I'm me.
Disclaimer} I don't own Sekmekt or Kayura or Dais. Or any other Ronin Warriors or YST characters. What ever anime Japanese/American tv companies air them own them, and blah blah blah. I don't own Kiri, either Kat or Anjel does, I'm not sure who.... Though if you ask her father, Kale would probably say he owned her.... ::shrugs:: Anywase, on to the story now. BTW, the title means "Please help her, Kayura" yep, more Italien.
"Aiutare prego i suoi, Kayura"
Kayura watched through the mist over the years as Dais and Julie grew closer. She watched as Julie became less of a maid, more of a friend, and then a girlfriend.
"They're happy together, aren't they?" Sekmekt whispered in Kayura's ear from behind. He slid his arms around her waist.
"Yes, very..." she whispered back softly. Still, after four years, she still held a tear in her eye for the Warlord of Illusion.
Pulling Kayura closer, barely audible, Sekmekt whispered, "Amor, how's Kiri? Is she okay?" One long thin finger wiped the tear from her eye.
The vague outlines in the mist changed, and soon the small form of Kiri was visible, dressed in a skin-tight snake skin halter top and red leather pants, her pale blue hair accented by blue six-inch spike high heels; she was dancing around a pole.
"Gods in pink feathers!!!" the slightly... um, off Warlord exclaimed. "What the hell is she doing?"
"...Looks like she's showing off her body for money... She's gonna get herself raped, if she hasn't already, or killed.... or both.... Sekkie," Kayura turned away from the fire and smoke, "She's doing that because of us. I told you she couldn't handle it." A small look of accusation swam in her blueish gray eyes as she pulled away to face Sekmekt.
"I though she could!!"
"Dais handled it fine!! He's not dancing in some strip club!"
"Well, how the hell was I supposed to know she'd take her clothes off for money?! I never paid her!!" Sekmekt replied indignantly.
"You said she could handle it!! You told me she was mature enough!!"
"I thought she was!! It's not like I knew she'd- Wait. Where is she?" All anger drained out of Sekmekt's voice as his eyes clouded in thought.
"Are you that stupid?! She's at a strip club!" Kayura yelled, pointing to the smokey mist, though now the picture had faded from the anger and lack of concentration.
"No. I mean where, as in, she must not be near anyone she knows. Kale would never, ever, let Kiri do something like that. He'd kill her. She can't be at home..." Sekkie countered softly, trying to get Kayura calm.
"Hmmm. I think you're right. Kale would have killed someone by now..... We need to figure out where she is." Kayura said, sensing Sekmekt's calming emotions. She took a breath, and glanced at the fire, who's smoke no long gave hint to anything in the mortal world. "I don't see how we can help her though... We can only go back once..."
"Kayura, you can do it can't you? You've enough power, right?" Sekmekt begged. His dotted black eyes stared into her own gray, crying. "You've said it yourself, you're part of the Clan."
"Sekkie... I can't..." Kayura's pained voice echoed through the chambers. "Only once... Just once Amor..."
"Kayura! Look at her!! It's because of us! You said it yourself!! The least we can do it help her!!"
Kayura glanced around. "I- Gods, I want to help her Sekmekt. But.... I can't.... I just... can't...."
"Kayura... please. Aiutare prego i suoi, Kayura"
"Sekmekt. I can't. Can not." Her eyes begged him to understand. "I... Don't do that! Do look at me like that!! I'm not allowed Sekkie...."
"But you can. Yours eyes, they say you can. We have to help her. You can." Sekmekt grabbed Kayura's hand, intertwining his fingers through hers. "Please."
"Amico... You still love her don't you?"
"Hell, of course I still love her. I had a son with her, Kayura! Who knows what the hell's happening to him while she's dancing. You still love Dais too. Why else would you cry when you see him with Julie?"
Kayura paused in her thoughts. Sekmekt was right. She did still love Dais... She sighed. "All right Sekkie. Only once more. We can't help her forever. And only one can go back. I can't take us both back this time."
"I'll go." Sekmekt immediately volunteered. Kayura nodded. It was what she expected, what was probably best.