"Do you know where he is?" Eiji asked.
"I'm sure he's here somewhere, in the areas the regular guests aren't allowed in. Atyon is the chairman of the board for the stockholders that purchased the Gerard Foundation. He's here somewhere, I can almost feel him." Allouette assured him through clenched teeth.
"Then we have to help you find him." Ellis spoke up before anyone else could.
"No we don't." Kayin said, getting up with a pained grimace on his face, "We can go downstairs to our own rooms and go to sleep because we have a tournament tomorrow that I intend to win."
"I didn't ask for help Kayin, Ellis offered it. Not that I will accept anyway. This is my problem, so I'll take care of it. I hope you all have a nice night and do well tomorrow. Good night."
Allouette went to the door and opened it silently. They filed out one by one, Eiji stopping before he left.
"If you need help, just ask."
Allouette nodded. Kayin left silently and Ellis smiled at her.
"We kicked the Himitsu Kessha's ass. Atyon Seraph can't be that bad."
"I'll handle it Ellis."
Sofia nodded before leaving, her whip banging slightly against her thigh as she walked to the elevator. Allouette shut the door behind them and turned around, leaning against the door. She looked up and out the window just in time to see a dark figure dart away from the glass.
Allouette ran to the window and threw it open, sticking her head out. The wind blew in, trying to push her back, but she got on the ledge and followed the dark spy. His long black hair whipped around a slim face and shining dark eyes in the wind. He was dressed in a pair of black pants tucked into calf high black boots and a white dress shirt with long sleeves that was unbuttoned down to his toned stomach.
He turned and looked at her, his eyes narrowing, a grim smile on his face.
"Stop! Who are you?" She called out, her voice being carried away on the wind.
"Your undoing, bitch. I'm sure Lord Atyon will be less than pleased to hear you not only let the Storm live, but you told your story to him and his little friends. I hope you told your father you loved him. I am more than certain that he will be executed now."
"Leave my father alone!" Both of her swords were out of the sheaths and she stood ready on the narrow ledge nineteen stories above the ground.
"I'm not going to fight you, fool. I have better things to do." The spy turned and walked off the edge.
"Wha. . .?"
Allouette went to the end of the ledge and looked down. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw nothing but eighteen more stories of hotel and the edge of the arena for the tournament tomorrow lit by large torches. After another quick search, she turned around and carefully made her way back to her open window.
Inside she sat down on the bed, stripping off her gauntlets and her swords, setting them close at hand on the table. She went into the living room and sat down on one of the couches. She knew she'd never sleep if she went to bed. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her father and the Scottish Storm himself. Allouette was staring at the unlit fireplace, wondering if she could get it started when someone knocked on the door.
She knew it was just to get her mind off her father and Kayin, but she got up and answered it without even checking the peephole. Allouette wouldn't have been more startled if Atyon had been standing in front of her. Kayin was staring at her with a disapproving frown.
"What if I had been one of Atyon's men? You don't even have a weapon in your hand."
"Atyon's men have already been here." Allouette said, stepping back so he could come in.
"What?"
Kayin looked around, then took both her arms and led her inside before he shut the door and locked it.
"Are you okay? Did they try to hurt you?"
Allouette shook her head, "No, he was just spying on us. He knows that I told everyone about what's going on. He's probably telling Atyon right now. I'm fine, he didn't try to hurt me."
She pulled her hands away from Kayin's, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Why are you here?"
Kayin put his arms down to his sides, "I want to say I'm sorry. I know I acted like a jerk when I would want help if I were in the same situation."
"You don't have to apologize, I didn't ask for help."
"I know."
He crossed the room to where she was standing and kissed her. Allouette was shocked at first, then relaxed when she noticed he had left Excalibur on the table with her blades. His hands were on her shoulders, but slowly roamed down her arms to her back. She pulled away for a moment and looked at him.
"Are you sure you want to get involved with a crazy woman?"
Kayin brushed a strand of hair out of her face and smiled, "More than I've ever wanted anyone in my life."
Allouette pushed her hands under his red jacket and slid it off his shoulders and tossed it onto a chair. Kayin lifted her in his arms, amazed at how little she weighed, and carried her to the bed, setting her down gently. She reached up for him and pulled his black shirt out of his blue pants.
He took it off and tossed it off the side of the bed. Allouette took his hand and placed it on her breast, kissing him deeply, her tongue pushing gently against his lips. Kayin opened his mouth and caressed her tongue with his own, nibbling on her lower lip gently before kissing down her jaw, then down her neck.
Slipping down between her legs, he pulled off her boots carefully and caressed her smooth legs. His hands roamed up farther under her skirt and dipped between her thighs, massaging gently. Allouette moaned slightly and reached down, sliding her skirt off and dropping it on the floor.
She felt Kayin's long hair brush against her legs as he began placing light kisses against her inner thighs, each one drawing a breathy gasp from her lips. She sat up and undid the halter-top of her body suit, exposing her chest to him. Kayin gently kissed her breasts and undressed her the rest of the way, his lips exploring her bare flesh.
Allouette sat up and unbuckled his belt, pulling off his black leggings and boots, revealing plaid boxers. She looked at him questioningly.
"It's the pattern of my clan."
He smiled and slipped them off while she got under the black comforter. He joined her and gathered her naked form into his arms. He spent the evening with her, his last words before she fell asleep echoing in her ears.
"Good night, my love."
Nimbus kneeled before his lord, trembling slightly. Atyon was sitting behind his desk, a silent, stern sentinel. Nimbus had seen him this way once, and was now more than anxious to leave.
"She didn't kill him?" Atyon asked in disbelief.
"No, my lord. She let him live, then she told him and his friends about her mission."
"She what?!" Atyon began to glow, his own ki generating on his anger.
Nimbus was cowering in front of the desk, feeling the tiles under his knees beginning to shake in accordance to Atyon's anger. The power building began to roar in Nimbus's ears and he clapped his hands over them.
"My lord, please!" He shouted, "She's in love with him!"
The roaring and rumbling stopped as suddenly as they had began. Atyon was peering over his desk at Nimbus, "In love, you say?"
Nimbus shook again. Atyon's voice was quiet again.
"Yes, my lord. She was with him in the hotel, and she kissed him before attacking him. I suspect it's why she didn't kill him."
Atyon, to the surprise of his frightened servant, began laughing. "I was a fool to think I'd keep a hold on her heart for so long. Very well, bring her to me, Nimbus."
Nimbus stood and bowed, turning to walk away. Atyon's voice stopped him.
"Remember Nimbus, her life is your life. If she is with the Storm, make sure he knows where you're bringing her. I want them both here."
He nodded and left, grumbling about how he shouldn't have to play messenger to the bitch that wouldn't even have his lord anymore. Nimbus went into the room where he planned to bring his captive once she was at his mercy and turned the bracelet on his wrist. He teleported to the ledge on the nineteenth floor of the hotel and made his way to the fire escape.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Nimbus peered in the window of Allouette's room. When he couldn't see anyone in the living room, he jimmied the window and slipped inside without a sound. He walked to the bedroom and peered in the half open door. Frowning, he watched them for a moment, Allouette wrapped in Kayin's arms, her head on his chest, her long hair blanketing her shoulders and his arms.
It would have been the scene for a painting if Nimbus didn't hate them both so much he hoped the anger exuding from him woke them up. Taking out two of his daggers, he pinned Kayin to the bed by pushing the blades through the comforter and deep into the bed. Next he gently rolled Allouette over, and put a knife to her throat.
"Time to wake up, sunshine." He hissed.
"I'm sure he's here somewhere, in the areas the regular guests aren't allowed in. Atyon is the chairman of the board for the stockholders that purchased the Gerard Foundation. He's here somewhere, I can almost feel him." Allouette assured him through clenched teeth.
"Then we have to help you find him." Ellis spoke up before anyone else could.
"No we don't." Kayin said, getting up with a pained grimace on his face, "We can go downstairs to our own rooms and go to sleep because we have a tournament tomorrow that I intend to win."
"I didn't ask for help Kayin, Ellis offered it. Not that I will accept anyway. This is my problem, so I'll take care of it. I hope you all have a nice night and do well tomorrow. Good night."
Allouette went to the door and opened it silently. They filed out one by one, Eiji stopping before he left.
"If you need help, just ask."
Allouette nodded. Kayin left silently and Ellis smiled at her.
"We kicked the Himitsu Kessha's ass. Atyon Seraph can't be that bad."
"I'll handle it Ellis."
Sofia nodded before leaving, her whip banging slightly against her thigh as she walked to the elevator. Allouette shut the door behind them and turned around, leaning against the door. She looked up and out the window just in time to see a dark figure dart away from the glass.
Allouette ran to the window and threw it open, sticking her head out. The wind blew in, trying to push her back, but she got on the ledge and followed the dark spy. His long black hair whipped around a slim face and shining dark eyes in the wind. He was dressed in a pair of black pants tucked into calf high black boots and a white dress shirt with long sleeves that was unbuttoned down to his toned stomach.
He turned and looked at her, his eyes narrowing, a grim smile on his face.
"Stop! Who are you?" She called out, her voice being carried away on the wind.
"Your undoing, bitch. I'm sure Lord Atyon will be less than pleased to hear you not only let the Storm live, but you told your story to him and his little friends. I hope you told your father you loved him. I am more than certain that he will be executed now."
"Leave my father alone!" Both of her swords were out of the sheaths and she stood ready on the narrow ledge nineteen stories above the ground.
"I'm not going to fight you, fool. I have better things to do." The spy turned and walked off the edge.
"Wha. . .?"
Allouette went to the end of the ledge and looked down. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw nothing but eighteen more stories of hotel and the edge of the arena for the tournament tomorrow lit by large torches. After another quick search, she turned around and carefully made her way back to her open window.
Inside she sat down on the bed, stripping off her gauntlets and her swords, setting them close at hand on the table. She went into the living room and sat down on one of the couches. She knew she'd never sleep if she went to bed. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her father and the Scottish Storm himself. Allouette was staring at the unlit fireplace, wondering if she could get it started when someone knocked on the door.
She knew it was just to get her mind off her father and Kayin, but she got up and answered it without even checking the peephole. Allouette wouldn't have been more startled if Atyon had been standing in front of her. Kayin was staring at her with a disapproving frown.
"What if I had been one of Atyon's men? You don't even have a weapon in your hand."
"Atyon's men have already been here." Allouette said, stepping back so he could come in.
"What?"
Kayin looked around, then took both her arms and led her inside before he shut the door and locked it.
"Are you okay? Did they try to hurt you?"
Allouette shook her head, "No, he was just spying on us. He knows that I told everyone about what's going on. He's probably telling Atyon right now. I'm fine, he didn't try to hurt me."
She pulled her hands away from Kayin's, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Why are you here?"
Kayin put his arms down to his sides, "I want to say I'm sorry. I know I acted like a jerk when I would want help if I were in the same situation."
"You don't have to apologize, I didn't ask for help."
"I know."
He crossed the room to where she was standing and kissed her. Allouette was shocked at first, then relaxed when she noticed he had left Excalibur on the table with her blades. His hands were on her shoulders, but slowly roamed down her arms to her back. She pulled away for a moment and looked at him.
"Are you sure you want to get involved with a crazy woman?"
Kayin brushed a strand of hair out of her face and smiled, "More than I've ever wanted anyone in my life."
Allouette pushed her hands under his red jacket and slid it off his shoulders and tossed it onto a chair. Kayin lifted her in his arms, amazed at how little she weighed, and carried her to the bed, setting her down gently. She reached up for him and pulled his black shirt out of his blue pants.
He took it off and tossed it off the side of the bed. Allouette took his hand and placed it on her breast, kissing him deeply, her tongue pushing gently against his lips. Kayin opened his mouth and caressed her tongue with his own, nibbling on her lower lip gently before kissing down her jaw, then down her neck.
Slipping down between her legs, he pulled off her boots carefully and caressed her smooth legs. His hands roamed up farther under her skirt and dipped between her thighs, massaging gently. Allouette moaned slightly and reached down, sliding her skirt off and dropping it on the floor.
She felt Kayin's long hair brush against her legs as he began placing light kisses against her inner thighs, each one drawing a breathy gasp from her lips. She sat up and undid the halter-top of her body suit, exposing her chest to him. Kayin gently kissed her breasts and undressed her the rest of the way, his lips exploring her bare flesh.
Allouette sat up and unbuckled his belt, pulling off his black leggings and boots, revealing plaid boxers. She looked at him questioningly.
"It's the pattern of my clan."
He smiled and slipped them off while she got under the black comforter. He joined her and gathered her naked form into his arms. He spent the evening with her, his last words before she fell asleep echoing in her ears.
"Good night, my love."
Nimbus kneeled before his lord, trembling slightly. Atyon was sitting behind his desk, a silent, stern sentinel. Nimbus had seen him this way once, and was now more than anxious to leave.
"She didn't kill him?" Atyon asked in disbelief.
"No, my lord. She let him live, then she told him and his friends about her mission."
"She what?!" Atyon began to glow, his own ki generating on his anger.
Nimbus was cowering in front of the desk, feeling the tiles under his knees beginning to shake in accordance to Atyon's anger. The power building began to roar in Nimbus's ears and he clapped his hands over them.
"My lord, please!" He shouted, "She's in love with him!"
The roaring and rumbling stopped as suddenly as they had began. Atyon was peering over his desk at Nimbus, "In love, you say?"
Nimbus shook again. Atyon's voice was quiet again.
"Yes, my lord. She was with him in the hotel, and she kissed him before attacking him. I suspect it's why she didn't kill him."
Atyon, to the surprise of his frightened servant, began laughing. "I was a fool to think I'd keep a hold on her heart for so long. Very well, bring her to me, Nimbus."
Nimbus stood and bowed, turning to walk away. Atyon's voice stopped him.
"Remember Nimbus, her life is your life. If she is with the Storm, make sure he knows where you're bringing her. I want them both here."
He nodded and left, grumbling about how he shouldn't have to play messenger to the bitch that wouldn't even have his lord anymore. Nimbus went into the room where he planned to bring his captive once she was at his mercy and turned the bracelet on his wrist. He teleported to the ledge on the nineteenth floor of the hotel and made his way to the fire escape.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Nimbus peered in the window of Allouette's room. When he couldn't see anyone in the living room, he jimmied the window and slipped inside without a sound. He walked to the bedroom and peered in the half open door. Frowning, he watched them for a moment, Allouette wrapped in Kayin's arms, her head on his chest, her long hair blanketing her shoulders and his arms.
It would have been the scene for a painting if Nimbus didn't hate them both so much he hoped the anger exuding from him woke them up. Taking out two of his daggers, he pinned Kayin to the bed by pushing the blades through the comforter and deep into the bed. Next he gently rolled Allouette over, and put a knife to her throat.
"Time to wake up, sunshine." He hissed.
