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Perfect Seduction
Mimi was jolted awake by the sound of screaming and something slaming against metal. She jerked her head of the window it was leaning against only to come face to face with sinister onix eyes. She let out a shriek and leaped to the far end of the back seat. Young men and a few women were hanging out of there car and beating on her familie's limo with bats,guns and were slaming into them. The scream that hadn't woken her let itself be none once more. Mimi looked toward the front seat where her screaming mother was clutching her husband for dear life.
Mimi looked to the other car once more. The young onix eyed man gave her a wink and the car slamed into theirs with such force it sent them off the bridge pummeling to the cliff below. Mimi screeched and latched herself onto the back of her mother's seat. Her vision began to blur to black but she fought to keep it clear. But as it always does, the seduction of darkness won her over.
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Color, darkness,color,darkness. Mimi eyes began to flutter open. "Mmm, Mama?" She questioned. When she recieved no answer Mimi bolted awake. Only to see something that would kill her. "N-no, dear g-g-GOD NO!" Mrs.Tachikawa layed in her husbands arms with the seatbelt slicing through her neck. Her vision began to blur with tears as nausea rumbled in her stomach, but not before she cought a glimpse of her father. Mr.Tachikawa head rested at an uneven way upon his wifes, and Mimi knew in an instant that it was broken.
She unlatched her seatbelt and felt to the ceiling, the car was upside down. Mimi shook her head and crawled to the door. The door easily fell open with one touch and she crawled out. She layed her back against the smashed car and breathed unevenly in large rasps. The sound of cars got her attention and she looked up to see the shock of her life. The young men in the car were zooming down the intersection toward the cliff where she was! "no no no no no no no no" She whispered.
They leaped out of the car when they reached her spot. It was the first time since they had appeared that she was able to get a good look at them. There were five young men around eighteen and three girls around the same age. There hair was died just about every color of the rainbow and everyone of them had at least one thing pierced once. She shrunk back and glared at them. A man approached her obviously the leader of the group.
She glared at him, her fear and rage battling for control of her body. "W-What do you want?" She stuttered.
"W-What do you want?" He mocked her sneering as the rest laughed.
That was that last push rage needed to win the battle. Mimi lunged for him catching him off guard. She latched her nails onto his face and dragged them down. The man screamed and through her away from him like a ragdoll. Her body slammed against the side of her smashed car with a sickening thud. Trickles of blood flowed from the side of her mouth and nose as she supported her fallen body on her hands. She managed to glare at him as he nursed his bleeding face.
There were five deep bleeding lines across his face from the left side of his forhead to the right side of his chin. He shoved his worried groupies aways and focused on her.
"Worthless little bitch!"He yelled pulling a pocket knife out of his pocket and lunging for her.
Mimi clenched her eyes shut and a sad smile over took her lips as she awaited the searing fire of pain to befall her.But it never came. She cracked and eye open, seeing nothing she opened her eyes to see nothing but the back of a young man. Spikey gravity defying blond hair hung partialy in his eyes. He was wearing a black vest with nothing underneath and a pair of slightly baggy jeans. Black leather fingerless gloves adorned his hands.
The man immediately froze in place and stared at his competitor. He growled and stood up flashing the knife.
"Back off Ishida I got beef with this one here!" He yelled keeping a safe distance from the silent man.
"Your on my territory." He whispered unafraid.
The knife man looked at him now slightly weary.
"This land isn't your territory, we're just on the borders, you're on Bajigol territory!" He yelled his voice wavery a little.
"I wasn't talking about the land." The blond whispered once more.
The knife man passed a glance at Mimi and back at the blond.
"You have connections with the rich bitch!?" He exclaimed.
"Now I do, so back up."
He glared at the blond. His pride obviously meant more to him than his life, because he was now leaping for the blond, knife open and ready.
Faster than Mimi could make out, the man was on his kneese clutching his stomach, knife no where to be seen as the blond man squeezed his arm and through him away to his group. They immediately crouded around him and that was when Mimi discovered where the knife had went. Straight into his stomach. Blood poured from the fresh wound like a damn that had been knocked down.
She screamed and cradled into a tight ball. No more blood, no more dieing! She had seen enough!
The blond eyed the rest and spoke.
"Anyone want to go down with the ship?"
Not needing to answer they gathered the corpse of their leader,got into their car and drove the way they had come.
The blond turned to face Mimi and she finally got a close up view of his appearance. Catlike slitted saphire eyes,pale complection, and spikey hair. He bent down so he was eye level with her. Mimi gasped and backed up against the cold metal of the car as far as physics would allow her.
"P-Please, go away."She whispered.
He didn't seem to hear her words as he came closer to her.
"Whats your name?" He whispered back.
She stared at him awhile wondering if this was some sort of sick joke. Was he trying to kill her, steal from her, or rape her?
"M-my name? M-M-Mimi." She couldn't speak properly with her lip trembling in such a way.
He examined her to see if she had any serious wounds. There was bleeding from her forehead, lip and nose. Her blouse was ripped down the middle, exposing her lacey black bra. Since the under garment was still intact he asumed that she hadn't been raped. Her skirt was torn up the thigh showing off a good bruise with a little slice. He looked into her terrified eyes as she stared into his awaiting his next move. He sighed, better make this a normal as possible so as not to frighten her any more.
"I'm Yamato Ishida." Mimi nodded and remebered her parents.
She dashed her body into the upside down car and stared at her mother and father.
"Mo-Mommy, Daddy, someone's here. You gotta get up now." She said lightly shaking her parents as if they were asleep.
Yamato looked on. He shook his head in sadness and pity. He had seen a fawn nuzzling its dead mother once, this scene some what reminded him of the same thing. Could she handly what he had to tell her next? Let alone what he had to do next. Yamato crawled in and placed a hand on her shoulder to get her to stop.
"Mimi-chan, stop. They're not waking up."
She glared not looking at him and shrugged off his shoulder and continued to try to wake her parents.
"Mimi listen to me."
Nothing.
"Mimi.Stop" He said in a stern voice.
Nothing.
"Mimi they're dead." He was no longer whispering.
Nothing.
Yamato had finally lost his patience with the beautiful girl and grabbed her arms yanking her to face him.
"THEY'RE DEAD GIRL!! DON'T YOU GET IT?! THEY'RE GONE, NULL AND VOID, DECEASED-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screeched at the top of her voice slaping him across the face and out of the car.
Once out of the car Yamato immediately stood up awaiting her move. Mimi leaped out of the car in an attempt to kill him. She began to beat on his chest with all her might. Tears poured from her eyes to her cheeks as she did her best to kill him. Anything to make him not say the words she knew now.
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP-" Yamato's kiss silenced her.
Mimi strugled as hard as she could away from him but it was all for not. His hand was behind her head to keep her in place. She stopped strugling but continued to cry and scream her pain into the kiss.
When she stopped all together, Yamato let her go from his kiss and she fell to the ground in broken sobs. He kneeled down as she threw herself to the ground sprawled out and began to sob. She clutched her heart as if to keep it from shattering in her chest, her screams and cries rang over the deaf ears of the night as she vented her pain.
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Yamato sighed. She had finally fallen asleep from utter exhaustion. He brushed her cotton candy hair away from her tear streaked face and brushed his lips to hers. It would make this easier. Yamato got up, grunting at the stiffness of his sleeping foot. He lit a cigerette and leaned against the back of the now upright car. He sighed as the familiar smoke filled his lungs. Yamato took the cigerette out of his mouth and looked at it. Heh funny, and he used to think that THESE things would kill him. Letting out a chuckle he poped it back into his mouth and continued watch over the little sleeping flamingo.
He took the cigerette out letting a puff of smoke leave his lungs. It was time to go now. Yamato walked the short distance to her and gently lifted her into his arms. Whatever this girl's diet was it obviously wasn't enough. Lifting a sheet of paper was harder than lifting her! He walked past the car to the uphill where his car was, but not before taking the limo's keys out of his pocket and starting its engine. With one last puff he flicked the offending cigerette to the ground.
As he stood ontop of the side of the bridge he watched the limo crash through the cliff's meta fence and plumett to the ocean below. The wind played with his hair and brought him back to staring at the beauty in his arms. The stars reflectd in her ponytailed hair. He smiled and once again kissed her silky cherry lips.
Asleep Mimi dreamed of the kiss the young man had given her earlier. Her mother said that your first kiss was pure passion and fire works. Was her mother lying? Mommy never lied to her before? His kiss gave her butterflies yet left her wanting something that wasn't there. Was that the way it was supposed to be? Maybe this was just as good as it got. She moaned in her sleep. Thinking with a concusion was not the most genious thing to do.
2bc
Perfect Seduction
Mimi was jolted awake by the sound of screaming and something slaming against metal. She jerked her head of the window it was leaning against only to come face to face with sinister onix eyes. She let out a shriek and leaped to the far end of the back seat. Young men and a few women were hanging out of there car and beating on her familie's limo with bats,guns and were slaming into them. The scream that hadn't woken her let itself be none once more. Mimi looked toward the front seat where her screaming mother was clutching her husband for dear life.
Mimi looked to the other car once more. The young onix eyed man gave her a wink and the car slamed into theirs with such force it sent them off the bridge pummeling to the cliff below. Mimi screeched and latched herself onto the back of her mother's seat. Her vision began to blur to black but she fought to keep it clear. But as it always does, the seduction of darkness won her over.
**********
Color, darkness,color,darkness. Mimi eyes began to flutter open. "Mmm, Mama?" She questioned. When she recieved no answer Mimi bolted awake. Only to see something that would kill her. "N-no, dear g-g-GOD NO!" Mrs.Tachikawa layed in her husbands arms with the seatbelt slicing through her neck. Her vision began to blur with tears as nausea rumbled in her stomach, but not before she cought a glimpse of her father. Mr.Tachikawa head rested at an uneven way upon his wifes, and Mimi knew in an instant that it was broken.
She unlatched her seatbelt and felt to the ceiling, the car was upside down. Mimi shook her head and crawled to the door. The door easily fell open with one touch and she crawled out. She layed her back against the smashed car and breathed unevenly in large rasps. The sound of cars got her attention and she looked up to see the shock of her life. The young men in the car were zooming down the intersection toward the cliff where she was! "no no no no no no no no" She whispered.
They leaped out of the car when they reached her spot. It was the first time since they had appeared that she was able to get a good look at them. There were five young men around eighteen and three girls around the same age. There hair was died just about every color of the rainbow and everyone of them had at least one thing pierced once. She shrunk back and glared at them. A man approached her obviously the leader of the group.
She glared at him, her fear and rage battling for control of her body. "W-What do you want?" She stuttered.
"W-What do you want?" He mocked her sneering as the rest laughed.
That was that last push rage needed to win the battle. Mimi lunged for him catching him off guard. She latched her nails onto his face and dragged them down. The man screamed and through her away from him like a ragdoll. Her body slammed against the side of her smashed car with a sickening thud. Trickles of blood flowed from the side of her mouth and nose as she supported her fallen body on her hands. She managed to glare at him as he nursed his bleeding face.
There were five deep bleeding lines across his face from the left side of his forhead to the right side of his chin. He shoved his worried groupies aways and focused on her.
"Worthless little bitch!"He yelled pulling a pocket knife out of his pocket and lunging for her.
Mimi clenched her eyes shut and a sad smile over took her lips as she awaited the searing fire of pain to befall her.But it never came. She cracked and eye open, seeing nothing she opened her eyes to see nothing but the back of a young man. Spikey gravity defying blond hair hung partialy in his eyes. He was wearing a black vest with nothing underneath and a pair of slightly baggy jeans. Black leather fingerless gloves adorned his hands.
The man immediately froze in place and stared at his competitor. He growled and stood up flashing the knife.
"Back off Ishida I got beef with this one here!" He yelled keeping a safe distance from the silent man.
"Your on my territory." He whispered unafraid.
The knife man looked at him now slightly weary.
"This land isn't your territory, we're just on the borders, you're on Bajigol territory!" He yelled his voice wavery a little.
"I wasn't talking about the land." The blond whispered once more.
The knife man passed a glance at Mimi and back at the blond.
"You have connections with the rich bitch!?" He exclaimed.
"Now I do, so back up."
He glared at the blond. His pride obviously meant more to him than his life, because he was now leaping for the blond, knife open and ready.
Faster than Mimi could make out, the man was on his kneese clutching his stomach, knife no where to be seen as the blond man squeezed his arm and through him away to his group. They immediately crouded around him and that was when Mimi discovered where the knife had went. Straight into his stomach. Blood poured from the fresh wound like a damn that had been knocked down.
She screamed and cradled into a tight ball. No more blood, no more dieing! She had seen enough!
The blond eyed the rest and spoke.
"Anyone want to go down with the ship?"
Not needing to answer they gathered the corpse of their leader,got into their car and drove the way they had come.
The blond turned to face Mimi and she finally got a close up view of his appearance. Catlike slitted saphire eyes,pale complection, and spikey hair. He bent down so he was eye level with her. Mimi gasped and backed up against the cold metal of the car as far as physics would allow her.
"P-Please, go away."She whispered.
He didn't seem to hear her words as he came closer to her.
"Whats your name?" He whispered back.
She stared at him awhile wondering if this was some sort of sick joke. Was he trying to kill her, steal from her, or rape her?
"M-my name? M-M-Mimi." She couldn't speak properly with her lip trembling in such a way.
He examined her to see if she had any serious wounds. There was bleeding from her forehead, lip and nose. Her blouse was ripped down the middle, exposing her lacey black bra. Since the under garment was still intact he asumed that she hadn't been raped. Her skirt was torn up the thigh showing off a good bruise with a little slice. He looked into her terrified eyes as she stared into his awaiting his next move. He sighed, better make this a normal as possible so as not to frighten her any more.
"I'm Yamato Ishida." Mimi nodded and remebered her parents.
She dashed her body into the upside down car and stared at her mother and father.
"Mo-Mommy, Daddy, someone's here. You gotta get up now." She said lightly shaking her parents as if they were asleep.
Yamato looked on. He shook his head in sadness and pity. He had seen a fawn nuzzling its dead mother once, this scene some what reminded him of the same thing. Could she handly what he had to tell her next? Let alone what he had to do next. Yamato crawled in and placed a hand on her shoulder to get her to stop.
"Mimi-chan, stop. They're not waking up."
She glared not looking at him and shrugged off his shoulder and continued to try to wake her parents.
"Mimi listen to me."
Nothing.
"Mimi.Stop" He said in a stern voice.
Nothing.
"Mimi they're dead." He was no longer whispering.
Nothing.
Yamato had finally lost his patience with the beautiful girl and grabbed her arms yanking her to face him.
"THEY'RE DEAD GIRL!! DON'T YOU GET IT?! THEY'RE GONE, NULL AND VOID, DECEASED-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screeched at the top of her voice slaping him across the face and out of the car.
Once out of the car Yamato immediately stood up awaiting her move. Mimi leaped out of the car in an attempt to kill him. She began to beat on his chest with all her might. Tears poured from her eyes to her cheeks as she did her best to kill him. Anything to make him not say the words she knew now.
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP-" Yamato's kiss silenced her.
Mimi strugled as hard as she could away from him but it was all for not. His hand was behind her head to keep her in place. She stopped strugling but continued to cry and scream her pain into the kiss.
When she stopped all together, Yamato let her go from his kiss and she fell to the ground in broken sobs. He kneeled down as she threw herself to the ground sprawled out and began to sob. She clutched her heart as if to keep it from shattering in her chest, her screams and cries rang over the deaf ears of the night as she vented her pain.
**********
Yamato sighed. She had finally fallen asleep from utter exhaustion. He brushed her cotton candy hair away from her tear streaked face and brushed his lips to hers. It would make this easier. Yamato got up, grunting at the stiffness of his sleeping foot. He lit a cigerette and leaned against the back of the now upright car. He sighed as the familiar smoke filled his lungs. Yamato took the cigerette out of his mouth and looked at it. Heh funny, and he used to think that THESE things would kill him. Letting out a chuckle he poped it back into his mouth and continued watch over the little sleeping flamingo.
He took the cigerette out letting a puff of smoke leave his lungs. It was time to go now. Yamato walked the short distance to her and gently lifted her into his arms. Whatever this girl's diet was it obviously wasn't enough. Lifting a sheet of paper was harder than lifting her! He walked past the car to the uphill where his car was, but not before taking the limo's keys out of his pocket and starting its engine. With one last puff he flicked the offending cigerette to the ground.
As he stood ontop of the side of the bridge he watched the limo crash through the cliff's meta fence and plumett to the ocean below. The wind played with his hair and brought him back to staring at the beauty in his arms. The stars reflectd in her ponytailed hair. He smiled and once again kissed her silky cherry lips.
Asleep Mimi dreamed of the kiss the young man had given her earlier. Her mother said that your first kiss was pure passion and fire works. Was her mother lying? Mommy never lied to her before? His kiss gave her butterflies yet left her wanting something that wasn't there. Was that the way it was supposed to be? Maybe this was just as good as it got. She moaned in her sleep. Thinking with a concusion was not the most genious thing to do.
2bc
