Resident Evil
Children of the Seraphs
By: Xenogears
Chapter two
In no way do I own the characters of Capcom's legacy, Resident Evil. They are used for non-profit purposes, only for entertainment. The characters Ryan Joseph Davidson, Anna Yamaguchi and Mark belong exclusively to me and may not be used by anyone without my permission. The stories Resident Evil: Silver Blood, Resident Evil: The Seraphs, and Resident Evil: Children of the Seraphs are also copyright by me, and my not be used in any way without my exclusive written permission.
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Ryan and Anna were approaching the doorstep of the house. The porch lights emitted a warm, welcome glow in the cold winter weather. The date had gone very well for both: to Anna, he was the "perfect gentleman," and to Ryan, she was the "perfect girl."
Anna was thinking of some way she could reward him. He had been kind to the waitress, and very kind to her. His table manners were impeccable --beyond anything she had ever seen from him. He had also tipped generously. And after that, to her surprise because he hadn't told her about it, he took her to see a late movie. A romantic comedy, a genre they both enjoyed. It was now 11:45 PM, more than four hours after the start of their date.
"Well," said Anna, slightly uncomfortable. "Here we are."
"Yeah. Home."
There was a long silence. Both of them just stared at each other, not even blinking. Just when Anna thought that the tension would smother her Ryan spoke.
"Uh, I'll get the door," he said, turning around.
"Wait, Ryan."
"What?"
Before Anna even knew what she was doing, she moved into Ryan's personal space and lifted her face up to his. She knew that she was breaking a rule that she herself set up for the date, but at that moment she didn't care.
Ryan had flayed his hands in the air for a few moments, but he soon surrendered to her and closed his eyes, joining Anna in the kiss.
They wrapped their arms around each other, Anna's around his neck, Ryan's around her waist.
Then the kiss deepened, and they were lost for minutes, the world forgotten.
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Everyone else in the house watched the scene outside with great interest. They had seen this coming for months now. Chris, Leon, Claire, and Sherry knew that, since Carlton, Ryan and Anna had some sort of a crush on each other. Even when they dated other people, they would always seem to have some thing for each other and even sometimes display jealousy.
When Ryan and Anna had said that they were going out to dinner, the other residents in the house didn't need to be psychic to know that that meant "date." Even though they both flat out denied it.
As a joke, Leon turned the porch lights on and off, causing them to break away as if nothing had happened. Anna ducked around the back, and Ryan prepared to enter in front. Claire and Sherry wasted no time going to the back door, waiting to ambush Anna. Leon and Chris waited at the front.
The door opened and Ryan was met with wide grins.
"What?" Ryan asked as he took off his jacket and gloves. He wasn't wearing a hat.
"Oh come on," Chris said smugly, his arms crossed across his chest. "Don't 'what' me. We saw what was going on out there."
Ryan froze in the process of hanging up his coat and turned to face Chris and Leon, his mouth open and eyes wide with shock.
"Wha...? You...What did you see?"
"Everything," Leon responded shortly, with a twinkle in his eye.
"There wasn't...anything happening...at all!"
"Sure..." Chris said in a mocking tone. "And we're blind as moles in broad daylight."
Ryan hung his head.
"Shimatta..." he cursed.
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Sherry was the first one to greet Anna as she walked in the kitchen door. She stepped in front of her, blocking her route to the living room and eventually upstairs, and gave her a big smile. Anna blankly stared back, wondering why she looked so elated and why she was obstructing her way.
"Whatcha up to?"
"What do you mean?"
"I think you know pretty well what I mean."
"No, I don't. Sherry, I'm kinda tired right now. So, if you don't mind..."
"Oh...we saw you out there with Ryan," Claire winked. "You two were really going at it,"
Anna was taken aback by Claire's comment.
"Nani?!" Anna immediately responded in surprise. "We weren't..."
"Whatever," Sherry said, leaning on the kitchen counter, a vainglorious look playing across her face. "More than two people saw what was happening."
Anna balled up her fists. She then pointed her index finger at the kitchen faucet, and water came streaming out at Claire and Sherry, who scrambled to get away from the burst of water.
Anna stopped the water, breathing heavily from her anger. Claire and Sherry were simply laughing which only added to Anna's sour mood.
"You don't have to get so defensive about it!" Sherry said through small fits of laughter.
"Do we have to belabor this subject?" Anna asked in a controlled voice.
Claire and Sherry exchanged smiles.
"Yes, but only for entertainment value!" Claire said, laughing.
"Hey! That's my line!" Sherry quipped.
Anna took that moment to leave the kitchen, and stormed off for her room. Ryan was not far behind her.
"God! I can't believe these people!" Anna said to him. "Interfering in our personal business?!"
"Really," Ryan grumbled. "You'd think they could be a little more considerate."
"Anyway," she said, stopping at her door, which was right next to Ryan's, "oyasumi nasai."
"Hai, Anna-san. Oyasumi nasai."
She gave him a small peck of a kiss on the cheek, and disappeared into her room for the night. She finally got the chance to take off her coat and beret, and threw them casually on the floor, but she was careful to place her shoes at the foot of her bed. The rest of her clothes followed suit, and then she dressed in her silk white nightgown. She approached her bed and lay down heavily on it, giving a weighty sigh of relief.
Staring at the ceiling, she chuckled softly.
"What a nice night this was..." she whispered aloud. "He was so gentleman-like...not really like him."
A forbidden thought floated into her head, and she instantly attacked it with an axe as soon as it came to the front of her thoughts in an attempt to silence it. It subsided, but it kept coming back, no matter how hard she tried. Deciding she was too tired, she slipped into the blankets and started drifting off to sleep. Her last thought before she konked out was,
'If it happens, it'll be after the third date, that I can promise you. So just go away, okay...?'
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One month later...
Anna and Ryan sat at the dining room table doing their homework. They had finished all of their work up to their Japanese assignment, which they were currently working on.
Tonight, they had been assigned to use brush and ink to brush out the 'A' through 'WA' Gyo's, using both Kanas and every single Dan in Ming style, twenty times. Once again, Anna seemed to be going along quite well, while Ryan was somewhat struggling to catch up. He was used to using an informal, not the classic Ming, style.
Leon and Claire were getting ready to go out for dinner. Sherry was at a sleepover at a friend's house, and Chris was having a night on the town with some of his friends from the force.
"Now don't do anything we would do if we were home alone," Claire admonished, reaching for her jacket.
"Yeah," Leon said. "We all know that you're dating right now, that you're both teenagers, and that you're going to be alone for the next hour."
Ryan and Anna both rolled their eyes.
"Bye!" Leon said on his way out the door.
"Ja mata," Ryan called back.
Now they were alone. Sherry wasn't due back until tomorrow, Chris the same, and Claire and Leon were due back at ten-thirty. It was only nine-thirty. An hour to do whatever they wanted.
They sat down doing their work for about five minutes, until Anna set her glasses on the table and announced that she wanted to get something to drink. Ryan heard her, but as he was wrapped up in his work, he only nodded.
"...Su...Se...So.....Ta...Chi..." He mumbled under his breath.
A few seconds later he heard Anna's shout from the kitchen, nearly making him jump out of his skin.
"What the hell is this, Ryan?!"
Anna stood in the kitchen doorway, her arms crossed and left foot impatiently tapping the floor, looking very angry.
'What the heck could make her so angry--' Ryan stopped short when he saw that she was holding his pack of cigarettes in her hand. 'Oh shit. I left my squares on the kitchen counter! Ryan, you idiot!'
Ryan checked himself to see if his patch was still on. It wasn't, but he told himself he would do it in the morning. He had meant to throw away his cigarettes, he just hadn't gotten around to it.
"Uh..." Ryan began, "I...was meaning to throw those out..."
"I'll do it for you," she half-snapped, half-mumbled, hating the situation she was in. "Remind me to kill you later..."
With a heavy sigh of frustration, she walked back into the kitchen, and Ryan heard the sound of something hitting the trash. Then the opening of the fridge, followed by its shutting, and the hiss of a can of soda being opened.
'Damn...I paid five bucks for those things. What a waste.'
He relaxed and returned to his work.
'Let's see,' Ryan thought as he massaged the large scar on his forehead through his blue bandanna. 'This character goes like a box with a cross, add four comma thingies, a stalk, small line with a slight curve connecting to it, and this makes 'rice fields,' I think...better scratch that out, I'm doing Kana, not Kanji. This one goes like a 'c,' and then a little line from the top, making 'to.' A vertical line, horizontal line with a slight curve to it crossing through the horizontal line, a small diagonal upper left to lower right at the right hand side, line straight down below it into loop, and that makes 'na.' I know that it's informal style, but damn it, I just can't do it in Ming...'
Ryan went on like this for several minutes, using his Kana, brushing out the assignment, and mumbling aloud the order of the Kana charts to help him remember them, until Anna came out, rubbing her back in what Ryan thought was feigned pain.
'Oh great,' Ryan thought. 'What now? Is she still angry with me? Or is she gonna scold me for not taking out the trash like she always does...?'
"Hey, Ryan. Can I ask you a favor?"
"Uh, sure. What do you need?"
"I have a pain in my back. Can you give me a rub?"
Ryan froze and his brush slipped out of his hand and dropped into his ink tray. He felt his heart flutter in his chest, and he could clearly hear blood pumping in his ears. Was this a dream? Was this real?
"Uhh...sure...just lie down on the couch..."
Ryan kneeled over her back, pushed her hair out of the way, and started his rubdown.
Anna closed her eyes. Her grateful groan told him what he was doing was okay. Ryan was really concentrating not to think about her, and let his own hands do the work by themselves.
'Happy thoughts -- No! Not happy thoughts! Umm...Women -- No, you moron!'
No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop the blood rushing to certain places in his body. He prayed that Anna couldn't sense this, and prayed with everything he had that she couldn't feel it.
He then returned his mind to normal, and placed his hands under Anna's shirt, to do a more thorough job. She groaned again. Ryan tried to ignore her, and her soft creamy skin was not making it any easier for him. He didn't want his other mind taking over his rational thoughts.
'I could do a better job if she didn't have that bra on,' he thought.
He also caught himself with a reminder that no man his age in his right mind would ask her what he wanted in a situation like this. For some odd reason, though, Anna smiled.
"Here, let me make it a little easier," she said.
Ryan pulled his hands back, and Anna put her hands under the back of her shirt to work with her lingerie.
Ryan realized that he had let that thought slip out in the open. He mentally slapped himself, and made an effort to block his thoughts for the time being.
When she came out with a fancy black bra and coyly tossed it to the floor, Ryan felt as if he would faint. He hesitantly went back to work. His hands against her bare back sent shivers up and down his spine, gave him gooseflesh on his arms, and he had to try hard to stop electricity from running down his hands.
'Shoot! I'm already starting to lose control! Keep a cool and clear head. Don't let your other mind get the best of you...'
He continued this for a few more minutes, until Anna suddenly turned over to face him. For a time, they just stared at each other. Then once again, Anna made the first move by slowly pulling Ryan down to her. For a split second Ryan's three selves debated what to do.
His impulsive, sensual side told him: "Go all the way kid! Do it!"
His careless, adventurous side said: "Go! Go! Go! Go!"
But the third self, his rational side, always seemed to have the final answer. "What are you asking me for?! Didn't you hear them? Go for it! It isn't often I agree with those idiots!"
"Hey!" His other selves retorted.
So he decided. Ryan would go through with this, and hoped it wouldn't go too far.
Their lips met, and Ryan unintentionally sent a small wave of electricity through them. They both shivered, and Anna gave a soft moan of pleasure. The kiss was wilder and a little more forceful than before. Feeling her tongue pressing against his teeth, he instantly opened his mouth and greeted her tongue with his.
Ryan could barely contain himself. Just the feel of her clothed body against his was making him lose control. Half of him was concentrating on Anna, while the other half was concentrating on not letting his hands wander further than her head and back. He could feel that she was doing the same, running her hands up and down his back alongside his ponytail. He could hear one of her thoughts, and he was sure that it had slipped out into the open.
'My God...' she thought. 'He's...never been like this before. Never so...gentle, yet, so needing at the same time. Maybe we should...'
Anna suddenly separated them, and gently pushed Ryan off, something that puzzled him. She then lightly took his right hand, and led him upstairs toward ('Holy crap!' Ryan thought in panic) his room.
He reacted as if someone had jumped out of the shadows and hit him with a hammer, minus the explosion of pain.
He stopped them both once they reached the hallway and turned to Anna, meaning to try to talk some sense into her. She, however, looked back at him curiously, as if she was doing something completely natural.
"A-Anna," he stammered. "I know what you're doing. We're not ready for this! What if...you know...something happens?"
Anna had a warm smile on her face, and her eyes turned slightly to their Seraph color. Ryan could feel the same thing happening to him.
"I've been waiting for someone to do this with. And I'm sure you have too. Just by going out with you, having a mental link with you, and most of all, just by knowing you for all this time, I can see that you're the one." As Anna said this, she moved in closer to him, switching to her best Japanese accent. "Yoake no kohi issho ni shitai..."
And she gave a small hesitation, as she looked him deeper in the eyes, her smile still warm and caring. "...Ryan-kun."
Ryan was this time hit with a sledgehammer at a very high velocity. Wasn't 'kun' a title usually used by women for their lovers? He couldn't deny that he wanted to be with her, but he just didn't want anything bad to happen to their relationship. Wasn't sex a bond, something that deepened the two people's feelings and yet the emotional danger of a relationship? Were they ready to take such a big step? Were they ready to deal with the joys and the hardships?
He knew that most of the other guys he knew would have their mouths open in shock and call him "not a man" because of his not really wanting to go through with the situation, but he didn't care. He wanted everything to be perfect when his first time came, and now that it was most probably going to be with this beautiful girl -- no, woman -- in front of him, he wanted things to go more perfectly than he at first thought. He cared about her too much to make her regret anything as serious as this. Anna wasn't just some Iero Kabu.
Sure, he had fantasized about things like this with her many hundreds of times. He wanted more than anything to feel her inside and out, her moving below him, crying out his name...but he just wasn't quite ready yet.
"But what if you--I mean..." Ryan said, trailing off.
Ryan let her fill in the blanks, knowing that she could understand what he meant.
"I've been on the pill for a month."
"But--" Ryan began.
Anna hooked her hands around his waist, bringing them very close, and placed her finger on his mouth to shush him.
"Dozo, Ryan-kun."
Throughout the time that he had known Anna, he could never resist her if she said 'dozo,' or even worse, 'onegai' in a perfect Japanese Kanto region accent. It mystified Ryan, but he didn't have time to contemplate that now. For now he only had her to think about.
Ryan gently cupped her chin in his hand and brushed her cheek with his thumb and looked her over.
Her slender, almost fragile, yet slightly well-endowed frame.
Long jet-black hair that smelled of watermelons.
Her deep, greenish-blue eyes, though now crystalline blue.
All of these made her look almost goddess-like in the darkness of the second floor. And the small amount of light that found its way upstairs from the living room and played halfway across her face only magnified her beauty. To him, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
But her elegance wasn't the main thing that attracted him to her. She was strong-willed, stubborn when she wanted to be, and at times very forward, but at the same time always feminine. And when they were alone, she could even be vulnerable and needing. True, he had feelings that he hid from people other than her, but what she hid inside made her seem like a completely different person at times.
He thought, just then, that no mortal man was equal to her, no matter how deserving, and he thanked god or gods, karma, joss, or any other cosmic force, or even just sheer coincidence--whichever was responsible--that this female divinity was allowed into his life. He knew he was the luckiest man alive.
A tear of joy sprang from his eye and ran down his smiling face.
'Damn it all,' he thought. 'I...can't control myself anymore...but that's not so bad...not with her. I've never felt this way with someone else before. I guess...that I'm finally ready for her. Once again, that ain't so bad. Ain't bad at all. In fact, it's wonderful. She was right. I've been waiting for someone to do this with...and now...I can see that she's the one.'
"You're...so beautiful...so...so lovely..." he managed to murmur as he brought her in for another passionate kiss, and then guided her into his room, locking the door shut behind him.
Tonight, they only knew each other, and nothing else. It was their night, and no one else's. Tonight, they were one.
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Leon opened the door to the house, and shut it after Claire. They had come home early, due to poor restaurant service. Glancing around the room, he noticed the house was unusually quiet at this time.
'Have they gone to sleep?' Leon thought.
He went to check the dining room table where they always did their homework. Papers were spread out, filled with Anna and Ryan's handwriting, very few in English, most in brush and ink on large printing paper. Some of the ink was still drying, and the brushes looked as if they were just dropped without too much thought. Obviously, they weren't finished.
He looked over at the living room couch. On the carpet was a black bra.
'What the--'
He picked it up and examined it. Now who the hell would be careless enough to leave a piece of underwear on the living room floor?
"Hey, Claire," he called. "Is this yours?"
Claire came over, and a frown crossed her face.
"No...not mine...then who...?"
"Well, let's see," Leon said. "There are only three females in this house. If it isn't yours, then it must belong to Sherry, but I think that we both know that she couldn't fit in this, so that leaves--"
His inquires were interrupted by a loud moan from upstairs. They went up to investigate. Anna's voice, sounding strangely not like her, was moaning out Ryan's name with a 'kun' at the end, and Ryan's was calling out her name ending with a 'chan' in a breathless, half-sobbing sound.
"I...I...I told them not to do anything like this while we were gone!" Claire whispered.
"I can't believe this!" Leon whispered harshly. "What the hell were they thinking?!"
"With their hormones, no doubt."
There was a sudden, unearthly cry of ecstasy and a low groan, both of which slowly died off into whimpers.
"Should we go in there?" Leon asked.
"No." Claire reached out to touch his arm. "I'll talk to Anna tomorrow. Let's get some sleep, okay?"
"But...we can't just let something like this go! My God, Claire, they're still sixteen!"
"I will talk to her in the morning," Claire said in a slightly rigid tone.
So they had ended up going into their room and getting ready for bed. However, just as they were about to go to sleep, the sounds began again. This time, the floorboards started creaking as well as the bedsprings.
They had to wait for the sounds to die off once again until they got any sleep.
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Ryan arched his back and grasped Anna in a strong embrace as they both climaxed, hiding her scream in his shoulder. After a few moments of stillness, they both fell back into the bed, exhausted and warmed throughout their bodies.
When their breathing slowed, it was Anna who spoke in a whisper.
"Thank you, Ryan-kun. This meant a lot for me."
Ryan smiled and looked at her thoughtfully.
"No. Thank you, Anna-chan."
He paused, enjoying their tranquility, while the clock on the bedside table ticked softly and a gentle breeze came in through his window, rustling the curtains with it.
"This isn't...like, going to change our relationship in a bad way, is it?"
Anna, who was resting her head on his shoulder, propped her chin up with the back of her hands and looked at him compassionately. "Don't be silly. If anything, this will bring us closer together."
Ryan smiled and kissed her forehead gently.
"I hope so."
There was a short pause.
"So," Ryan joked, "this is what it's like not being a virgin."
Anna gave a heartfelt laugh.
"Yeah," Anna said. "Weird, huh?"
"Hmmm."
"Hey, did you hear noises earlier? I could have sworn I heard something outside your door just a little while ago."
"Nah. I wouldn't be surprised if you're hearing things."
Anna gave a small, tired shrug.
"Yeah. Guess you're right."
She rested her head back on his shoulder, and Ryan wrapped his arm around her. They were beginning to fall off to sleep, when suddenly she sat bolt upright.
"Shit!" she exclaimed in a loud whisper.
"What?"
"It's 10:27! Leon and Claire are due back home any minute! If they catch us in your room like this, we're screwed big time!"
"Aw, crap!"
Anna got up and hastily gathered her clothes from the pile at the foot of Ryan's bed and made an attempt to cover herself. When she got to Ryan's door, she turned, bowing.
"Gomen nasai, Ryan-kun. Oyasumi nasai."
"Do ita shimashite, Anna-chan. Oyasumi nasai."
Then she left, and Ryan was left in his room alone. He fell back and sighed. He wanted to fall asleep with her in his arms.
'But you can't always get what you want,' he thought.
It was a mistake to even think those words, for the song just popped into his head, along with the rather long and loud boy choir.
Oh well, he had an intimacy with Anna as he had hardly dared to dream, and that was enough right now.
'Heh. Damn right it's enough for me right now. Man, I think that I can chalk that up under the second or most probably absolute best night of my life. It's the oddest thing though; we really didn't go into it knowing what to do. I guess if you connect with someone, it just happens...'
He dismissed his thoughts and closed his eyes, expecting good dreams.
In case you didn't know, Japan is made up of eight little 'states' called prefectures made up of countless little regions, divided among the four main islands: Hokkaido, Tohoku, Kanto (the region where Anna's parents are from, thus her accent), Chubu, Chugoku, Kyushu (Q-shu), Shikoku, and Kinki. The 'Kanto' region is where Tokyo is located. Each region has its own special accent (sort of like the difference between Brooklyn and Tennessee), dialect (though unlike Chinese, no matter your dialect, you can be basically understood everywhere), customs, festivals, folk tales, and food. For instance, the Kanto region enjoys the food called natto often, while the people from the Kansai/Kinki (where Osaka is located) region eat it only occasionally. Uh...sorry for my ramblings...
Author's note: The song, 'You Can't Always Get What you Want,' is copyright of the Rolling Stones, and has been mentioned in a way that was not meant for profit purposes, so no suing please. :-)
Also, on a side note: This probably goes without saying, but don't ever forget the date of 9/11/01. The WTC bombing needs to be remembered in honor of those who died at the hands of a few madmen. And don't give into hate against other Arab-Americans, for I can assure you that over 90% of Islams living in the U.S. are peaceful, and in no way have any ties to the cold-blooded crime of 9/11/01. If you do decide to act out in hate, then you're just lowering yourself to the level of the terrorists.
Nani?! (Na-nee)/What?! (A more polite way to say this would be 'nan da' (Naan-dah))
Ja mata (JA-maa-ta)/Later (This is very informal. Japanese is a language based on politeness, so use it only when around friends, or when you're in a big hurry)
Dozo (DO-zoe)/Please.
Onegai (OH-neh-guy)/More polite version of above. (You can add "Shimasu" (SHI-maas) to make it even more polite, the literal translation being, I think, "I beg of you")
Shimatta (Shi-maat-ta)/Shit. (Uh...no politeness here. : ))
Yoake no kohi issho ni shitai (Yoah-keh-no-ko-hee-eesho-nee-sh-tai)/lit., "Let's have morning coffee." It's a subtle way of saying, "Let's spend the night together."
Iero Kabu (EE(long 'e')-eh-ro-ka-bu)/lit. "Yellow Cab." This is slang for "Easy Woman" based on the observation that Taxicabs in New York are so easy to pick up. That of course is nonsense, but hey, it still sounds cool.
Karma (CAR-mah)/Luck, Fate, etc. Depending on context, it can be either good or bad.
Joss (Jaw-ss)/Luck, Fate, etc. Depending on context, it can be either good or bad. (Chinese, Cantonese dialect I believe)
Gomen nasai, Ryan-kun. Oyasumi nasai (GO-men-na-saie-Ryan-kuun-O-ya-su-mee-na-saie)/So/very sorry, Ryan. Good night.
Do ita shimashite, Anna-chan. Oyasumi nasai (DOE-ee-ta-shi-mash-teh, Anna-ch-aun-O-ya-su-mee-na-saie)/Don't worry about it, Anna. Good night. ("Shimashite" is said as one quick word, and it can also mean "You're welcome", once again, depending on context)
(Also note, that the title 'kun' can also be used by parents for their sons, 'chan' is normally used for young girls and significant others of the female sex, and 'Ming' is a type of cursive style used for Japanese writing. I'm guessing it was named after the Ming dynasty of China.)
Draft: 6/17/01 (9:01AM)
Final: 10/2/01 (1:35PM)
Ja ne!
