I've also been thinking about
lemons, although some people think lemons, exspecially boy-boy lemons are
completely sick, I can't quite agree. Some of you may hate
me for it, but, oh well.
Chapter Six- Mr. Superiority
Dilandau narrowed his garnet
eyes at her, eyebrows raised slightly, giving an eerie appearance to him.His
eyes glittered with - what? Malice? Rage? A wickedly evil smile formed
on his face.
"I should just kill you." He
said in a low voice,quietly. He lowered his eyes to the black marble floor
under them, watching with cool calmness, their dark reflections. She blinked
at him, startled. Her legs felt weak, on their 0position of the chilling
marble. Uncomfortably she tried to shift her position, without looking
so.
"W-why???" She asked, trembling.Dilandau
looked up at her, eyes boring into her. The pupils of his eyes had dilated
so deeply, that you hardly see the garnet anymore...just deep jet black.
-To kill or not to kill. That
is the question. Until now, it had never been a question with me,
nor a problem. So why now??
-You could kill her.You should
kill
her, she has been such nuisance ever since she got here, giving you weird
emotions and feelings. Then running up to you, and then tugging on your
sleeve endlessly.
-I didn't know why she had
been tugging, so I pretended that I had not felt it.Is that a crime? I
can ignore who I want, and then some.
-And then she had practically
rips your sleeve off, and you couldn't pretend that you hadn't
felt that.
-So I just scared the living
day out of her by nearly killing her. Nearly killing her. Damnit,
why couldn't I kill her?
-You liked looking at her
didn't you?
-W-what?
-Those pretty eyes...green,
lined with obsidian black..
-S-shut up.
-You're looking at her...looking
at her...running your eyes, if not your hands, over that slim body of hers...
-S-stop it. You're making
me look at her that way. Stop it!
-Don't you wish you could
touch
her?
Feel her? Caress her, like earlier today, when she was in your arms?
-Shut up.You're making me
remember wrong, shut up.
-What's this? You're
being nervous?
-Shut up, shut up, she's
staring at me.
-And don't you just love
th-
-Stop it.
Dilandau stared down at her coldly,
debating with himself whether he should or shouldn't kill her.
He should , since she
hadn't ended a single phrase or word she said to him with 'Dilandau-sama'
unless you count in the dungeon. Also no one, no one ever touched
him at all. At all. No one was worthy to touch him - anywhere.Unless
they were asking for their head off.
She should know that.She should
know how unworthy she was of to lay a finger on his unscarred skin
- or anywhere else of him.She was unworthy, he was a much highler level
then her - and eveeryone else on the Vione. How could she not know
that? How could she not see that? Yet she came up to him, and started
yanking at his arm.
He sighed heavily, sword still
over her head, unmoving, and her still shooting petrified glances at him
and his sword.It was highly irritating, he found himself imagining his
sword going down and slicing her in half, knocking that annoying
stare
of hers off.Yes please.
He found it odd that approximately
a few moments ago he was practically falling for her, wherelse now
he could fantasize about killing her and basking in her blood of glory.The
moonlight in the dungeon must have been casting it's 'heavenly spells'
on him.He glared hard into Erika's eyes and smirked, satisfied when he
found the delicious pint of fear in them. She was trying so hard - oh so
hard
not to show any fear, at all.He smiled, in spite of the position he was
in.
There was no point in killing
her now - and having all the fun in one go. There was time...much more
time...
He slowly took away his sword,
and stuffed it back in his scabbard.Glancing at her on floor, he smirked.
Bowing
down before me, yes...
Erika took a deep breath. Then
let it out. In, out, in out. Her eyes stared at the black marble
below her, finger tracing her reflection. Her nails scratched the marble
softly, as it traced past her face. A lock of hair fell past her shoulders,
and hid a side of her face from Dilandau. She didn't dare raise her head,
and to look into Dilandau's mocking eyes. A surge of anger flowed through
her, and the tip of her finger flew to Dilandau's reflection, tracing,
tracing, marking. Her finger marked harder, smudging the reflection. She
continued doing so, until Dilandau spoke again.
"Get up. The control room isn't
too far."
"A-all right." She muttered.
She flicked a speck of dust across the ground and gave Dilandau's black
reflection a final slash, wishing she could do it for real, and stood
up,wobbling unsteadily on her legs as she did so.Only to be pushed back
roughly. A gloved hand grabbed the back of her neck,quickly finding it's
sensitive spot, and put a firm finger there. Her mouth opened in shock,
as she fell to the ground, knees bending under her uncomfortably.
"You didn't finish your sentence."
Dilandau hissed, applying more pressure on the spot, making Eirka squirm
in discomfort and pain. As she squirmed, her foot shot out from underneath
her,on the slippery floor, on account of their own and smacked into Dilandau's
knee. Startled, his knee doubled over and collapsed. In surprise, he keeled
over, landing right on top of her shocked form.
Dilandau was in a bit of shock.
The past few minutes had been a blur for him, he could only remeber tripping
suddenly
and then falling, falling, falling...
Falling.
Falling?
Dilandau blinked, startled. He
had fallen, but he certaintly couldn't remember falling on something hard...
Had he gotten unconcious? Was
he in sickbay? He must be...but he never remembered the sickbay beds being
so
comfortable and smelling so nice...
Sighing, he relaxed, letting
the tension and weight flowing from his muscled and into his 'bed.' He
nuzzled his 'pillow' closer, then froze in shock. This wasn't a pillow,it
was a face! Or a neck to be more accurant, a pale creamy coloured
neck. Had he gotten laid while he was unconcious? Frowning,
he raised his head quickly, and felt the headrush flood his head and blur
his vision.
Suddenly the vision in front
of him cleared, and he found himself staring into a pair of green very
shocked
eyes.He blinked again, then shook his head rapidly, hoping he wasn't seeing
what he was seeing. There was only one person on the Vione who
had eyes like that, and it was -
"Erika????" He whispered
incredously, more to himself. The green eyes narrowed, and with obvious
strength tried to throw Dilandau off her, and failing to.
Off her?
He frowned some more, then realized
what position he - they - were in. One gloved hand of his had fallen on
her upper thigh somehow and her shirt had lifted in the light scuffle,
showing a bit of bare stomach, and again his other hand had somehow
landed
on the bare skin. She was lying on the ground, arms and legs flailed out
on the ground, as the weight of Dilandau enveloped her body.
Looking around wildly, he noted
with great relief that they both had their clothes on.
I must have fallen on top
of
her when I fell... He
realized, startled. He looked back down at Erika, who was still glaring
at him, but now had confusion in her face, as she lay there wondering why
Dilandau didn't get the heck off her. He glared back at her.
"How did I end up like this?"
He asked, in a low voice, his eyes cast downward at Erika's upper body,
which looked slightly crushed from his weight.
"I - I - See - err...you...umm..."
She stuttered, wiping her hair from his face. "You...umm....slipped." She
finished lamely, telling only half the truth. He looked coldly down at
her, hardly believing what she said, but at the moment, did not feel like
killing anyone.
"I...see..." He said slowly.
His eyelids slowly began to close, and stopped in the middle, giving him
a halfclosed-eye look, giving off a slight eerie aura off him. "Then I'll
talk to you later about this 'slip.'" He answered smugly, getting of her,
letting his hands trail over her body before lifting them up and setting
them on his waist.He noted with smugly that her breathing had quickened
in the abuse.
That's got her quivering for
the rest of the day. He thought to himself, as he got up. He glanced
down at her. If he ever did get around to bestowing feelings on
anyone, it most likely would not be Erika. Beautiful,an innocently
curved body and look, but not one he would choose. All thoughts and feelings
that he had felt moments ago had flown out of his head and far away from
him. His memory had shortened to a limit.
"Get up." He said shortly, about
to walk away, then stopping suddenly. "And watch how you end your sentences."
He warned slowly.
"Yes D-Dilandau-sama." She stammered.
"Get up." He said again, coldly,
and briskly walked away, staring straight ahead, his eyes never blinking
once. Erika got up quickly, and after him,slowing down as she neared him.
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Author's Note:
Well there. A brand new chapter.
I want ten reviews as usual, and you BETTER review too! To Karmen_Hellfire_Albatou
(I think that was the name), I know how impatient you were waiting for
the next chapter, but certain circumstances (such as the ten reviews) had
to take place first. I waited, until I got them, to show that I AM serious
- I am very tired of people who just read people's stories and prance off
expecting a next chapter. Writing (and writing GOOD) is hard work. Reader's
have to understand that and give their points of view - if they expect
a next chapter. Karmen_Hellfire_Albatou, and Mimi_Tachikawa understood
that (thank you very much) and gave their reviews. So, thank you both very
much.
I decided that the rating should
be changed to 'R' as I do plan on writing a few lemons for these two....and
others ^^, but not yet, so I'll just do the overall rating. This chapter,
was pretty much ridden with mild limes, nothing too harmful, but enough
to earn itself a huge jump in ratings.
People who don't approve of such
things like this - scram. Yes, I do plan on putting some yaoi (my apologies
to people who didn't like this idea), but I'm not sure yet as to who and
who together I'd appreciate some ideas, please?
Kasa-Temo
