Linked
By XellAn-Chan
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The tears come slowly at first, then fall quick as any down-pour. They slide off the young woman's face and onto her shirt, causing dark spots to appear on the black fabric. The source of her anguish is the small boy sleep in her lap. He'd woken up screaming, terrified of things that he should not have remembered.
"XA-Chan, let him be." Comes a soft voice from the doorway. She looks up. There stands Xellos, his slender body illuminated by the faint light shinning from the corridor. "I can't leave him here...he's just a child. He doesn't understand..." She replies wearily.
He walks into the room and over to where she sits on the bed. Gently, he takes the child from her arms, lays him upon the mattress and covers him with the blankets. "XellAn," His voice, though a whisper, is very serious, "You cannot keep the past from him. Things happen, people remember. You know the pain of your mortal life will never be gone. His memories are much the same way. He is chained to his past. There will come a day that Phibrizio remembers who he is. You cannot stop it."
"I want to." She says softly, "How do you think he will feel when he finds out what he did? He is too innocent." She bows her head, a few more tears sliding off her cheeks. He gathers her in his arms and leads her from the room. "You feel guilty, ne?" She nods. "You didn't do anything, My Dear. There is no reason. He looks to you for reassurance, but you won't ever be able to protect him the way you do Xellia." He says, referring to their daughter, "Because he was a gift, not something that is a part of you."
"I wish he was. I wish he'd been inside of me, killing me slowly, like Xellia did. I want him to be mine." She sobs into the priest's shirt. "You do not. You hated me for that. You swore we'd never create life again." He reminds her. "But...but I love him. I want him to be wholly mine, not mine because L-Sama gave him to me." Her pain is feeding him, but it tastes rancid. He wants it to stop. "She gave us Xellia too, XellAn. Just in a different way." She sighs. "It's not the same. Don't you remember?"
A grin lights his face. "I member when I moved in you. Your holy dark was moving too. I loved every minute of it. But I also remember how it hurt you to carry her, how she drew the life out of you every second she was there. I was afraid then; I experienced fear for the first time, and I didn't like it." He frowns then and she looks up at him. A strange passion fills her at the sight of his displeasure. "I am sorry, Lover." Her head rests upon his chest.
"Why are you so attached to him, XellAn? Why? He shouldn't matter to you." The one thing Xellos does not understand is what causes her to love the Hellbrat so. "He held my soul in his hand, Xellos. He owned me. I am forever chained to him now." A trace of a smile crosses his face. "We all are. And I am forever chained to you." He's testing her, seeing what she will allow, for it has been very long since they'd done anything remotely naughty together.
She grins as he leads her slowly into their room. "Make me happy. Make me glad I love you and I died for you. And don't stop until I tell you to." He kisses her, softly at first, his desires mounting as he pulls her to him. "How I love you, XA..." She closes her eyes, ready to accept him into her soul, but...
"MAMAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Phinrizio's terrified cry echoes down the hall.
Sighing, she pulls away from Xellos. "...No..." He murmurs sadly. But he understands how everything she does is from the depths of her soul, and her every act is selfless. "I am sorry, Love, but the chains are just too strong..." And he slumps down on the satin sheets as she slinks out of the room, blowing a kiss on the way.
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AN: i decided to see how Phibby's memories were affecting his parents...sucky chapter, but i'm going nowhere with this, i needed something.
By XellAn-Chan
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The tears come slowly at first, then fall quick as any down-pour. They slide off the young woman's face and onto her shirt, causing dark spots to appear on the black fabric. The source of her anguish is the small boy sleep in her lap. He'd woken up screaming, terrified of things that he should not have remembered.
"XA-Chan, let him be." Comes a soft voice from the doorway. She looks up. There stands Xellos, his slender body illuminated by the faint light shinning from the corridor. "I can't leave him here...he's just a child. He doesn't understand..." She replies wearily.
He walks into the room and over to where she sits on the bed. Gently, he takes the child from her arms, lays him upon the mattress and covers him with the blankets. "XellAn," His voice, though a whisper, is very serious, "You cannot keep the past from him. Things happen, people remember. You know the pain of your mortal life will never be gone. His memories are much the same way. He is chained to his past. There will come a day that Phibrizio remembers who he is. You cannot stop it."
"I want to." She says softly, "How do you think he will feel when he finds out what he did? He is too innocent." She bows her head, a few more tears sliding off her cheeks. He gathers her in his arms and leads her from the room. "You feel guilty, ne?" She nods. "You didn't do anything, My Dear. There is no reason. He looks to you for reassurance, but you won't ever be able to protect him the way you do Xellia." He says, referring to their daughter, "Because he was a gift, not something that is a part of you."
"I wish he was. I wish he'd been inside of me, killing me slowly, like Xellia did. I want him to be mine." She sobs into the priest's shirt. "You do not. You hated me for that. You swore we'd never create life again." He reminds her. "But...but I love him. I want him to be wholly mine, not mine because L-Sama gave him to me." Her pain is feeding him, but it tastes rancid. He wants it to stop. "She gave us Xellia too, XellAn. Just in a different way." She sighs. "It's not the same. Don't you remember?"
A grin lights his face. "I member when I moved in you. Your holy dark was moving too. I loved every minute of it. But I also remember how it hurt you to carry her, how she drew the life out of you every second she was there. I was afraid then; I experienced fear for the first time, and I didn't like it." He frowns then and she looks up at him. A strange passion fills her at the sight of his displeasure. "I am sorry, Lover." Her head rests upon his chest.
"Why are you so attached to him, XellAn? Why? He shouldn't matter to you." The one thing Xellos does not understand is what causes her to love the Hellbrat so. "He held my soul in his hand, Xellos. He owned me. I am forever chained to him now." A trace of a smile crosses his face. "We all are. And I am forever chained to you." He's testing her, seeing what she will allow, for it has been very long since they'd done anything remotely naughty together.
She grins as he leads her slowly into their room. "Make me happy. Make me glad I love you and I died for you. And don't stop until I tell you to." He kisses her, softly at first, his desires mounting as he pulls her to him. "How I love you, XA..." She closes her eyes, ready to accept him into her soul, but...
"MAMAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Phinrizio's terrified cry echoes down the hall.
Sighing, she pulls away from Xellos. "...No..." He murmurs sadly. But he understands how everything she does is from the depths of her soul, and her every act is selfless. "I am sorry, Love, but the chains are just too strong..." And he slumps down on the satin sheets as she slinks out of the room, blowing a kiss on the way.
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AN: i decided to see how Phibby's memories were affecting his parents...sucky chapter, but i'm going nowhere with this, i needed something.