Chapter three!

"Dialouge"

Thought

Notes

=Flashback=

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Shadowed Illusions

Chapter 3: Hunger

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"Stupid asshole… who follows their target the way they escaped knowing that there could be a chance that they could still be there? Huh- the dumbass has no clue where he is or what happened… poor little baby…" The last three words were dripping with sarcasm. Slowly, she circled the bed that Wufei was lain on top of, tied at the wrists and ankles. "Yeah- this one's a smart one…" She went over to a plain wood desk, opened a drawer and pulled out a shiny dagger, which she ran her finger across the edge to check the sharpness.

When her subject had begun to come out from his unconscious state, she climbed up the side of the bed and seductively slid her leg over his stomach so that she was now straddled and sitting on his abdomen. Silently she waited until he was awake enough to realize that she was on top of him.

"The hell?! What happened? Where am-"

His words were suddenly cut off by the blade, which was now being dragged across his torso, following the indent of his well-toned chest. "Don't mess with me…" She immediately stopped when the knife hit his Adam's apple. With a quick flick of her wrist, she made a small nick to get her point across.

"Who the fuck are you?!" In the dimly lit room filled with lit aromatic candles he could see the fine, flawless skin of her lower face and her smooth red lips. She moved slightly forward making the light hit her dark eyes. Wufei glanced up to see a flash of silver and a black mark on the lower part of her neck… All of a sudden it donned on him. "You're their leader…"

"Damn right… hmm…" She licked her upper lip. "I'm a little… hungry…" With a sly grin on her face, she leaned on Wufei so that she was now lying stomach to stomach with him. The dark haired beauty made a gash in his left arm and watched the thick blood fall down his muscle contours. Catching some of his blood on the blade, she brought it up to his cheeks and lips letting a trail of the crimson liquid fall.

"I have no idea what you're trying to do, but whatever it is, it won't work." Wufei had more to say, but her next action left him frozen.

She lifted the dripping knife up to her mouth and temptingly licked off the still warm fluid. "I don't think you're thinking the same thing that I am…" Reaching back behind her she pocketed the dagger and pulled her face closer to his. "This is a warning. Only a warning... next time there won't be one..."

He involuntarily shuddered when her tongue touched his cold body. She licked off the beads of blood on both his cheeks and lips and, gently sucking on his bottom lip, she kissed him. Wufei fought back but gave in when a thought rushed through his head. She feels so familiar… that same kiss- He couldn't think anymore because pain shot through his body numbing all his senses. The deeper she kissed, the more pain he felt. Soon enough he blacked out again.

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Glancing at the clock she saw that it was about three in the morning. She knew she wouldn't be going back to bed anytime soon. Pan got up and stretched out her stiff muscles. While groaning at the pain, she decided to go for a walk to loosen up things- physically and mentally. She pulled on a jacket and stepped outside. I wonder what happened after I saw Wufei… it's all too fuzzy- I guess it's not that important… She pulled her jacket closer to her as a gust of morning air pushed against her small frame. Pan was walking around mindlessly so she didn't notice that she had walked right into an abandoned alleyway. She was about to turn back when she thought she heard something.

"…Ugh…"

She slowly followed the sound to a dumpster and found Wufei's lifeless body slumped down against it. She carefully approached him and prodded him to make sure he was okay. "Wufei? Are… you alright?"

She knelt down to his eye-level so when he came to he could see her. After a minute or so of waiting and no change on Wufei's behalf, she sat down next to him and let him lean on her shoulder. While cradling his head in her right arm, she gently stroked his forehead and hummed an old song he used to sing to her.

"…Mai?"

"Yes, I'm here…" Why the hell am I saying this?! Why should I even care?! …Is it because I still have feelings for him? Is that what this is all about?

He placed his shaky hand over her right hand and looked up at her. "…Get me… out of here…"

A/N: Do you like it? Do you hate it? Tell me!!!!! *cue evil music* or I'll be hunting tonight...