Copyright © 2002 by Syvia & Demon Hunter Anamae. All Rights Reserved.
Disclaimer: Previous disclaimers apply.
*Anamae and Syvia are both sitting in a Whomping Willow, which is not whomping at the moment because they have tranquilized it with Bug Spray. They are holding all the letters in their hands and trying to answer them before the tree wakes up and smashes them to bits.*
Syvia- *chuckles* Oh, just let me write the smut. *snickers* Suuuure. You're gonna love this Anamae. *wiggles eyebrows* Just remember it the next time you try & write me into a compromising situation.
Anamae- *grinning foolishly, blushing, holds up the letters* Let's get through the reviews quick, then! First, from Rockerbaby- *strokes her hair comfortingly* It's okay, it's okay! Don't worry. You reviewed this time didn't you? ^_^
Syvia- ...Moon Prism Power? Uh.. okay. ^_^ ...Are Kain and Raz in store for some punishment?
Anamae- *evil grin* Possibly... And I do believe she was quoting from Sailor Moon.
Kain & Raz- *gulp*
Anamae- Chalecdony Blue- Because it's always Faustus!!!!!!!!!!! ^_^ He's the best vampire around! *growls*
Syvia- And really, there's really nothing wrong with Vorador- I just didn't wanna sleep with him. What's wrong with that?!
Anamae- ..... From Silveriss- Thanks guys! ^_^ Templar- hmmm...
I am a bodiless talking head... I think... credentials? *shuffling of papers*
Syvia- We'll get back to you on that. ^_^ *oof!* *looks at "The Rules of Narration"* Keep up the good work! *listens to the vile one screaming in pain, smiles*
Anamae- Tanaquil- Thank you!!!!! ^_^ *pouts* The narrator's gunning for me. But I'm the comic relief! The comic relief never gets killed! ^_^
Syvia- You're sure about that? *Anamae looks nervous* Thanks Tanaquil! ^_^
Anamae- Next is Satsuki- *the narrator beams, Anamae grumbles* One of these days when I manage to hunt you down with a shotgun-
Syvia- Moving on! We have one from VladimirsAngel ^_^ Oh thank you! *cradles the all-purpose* Thankyou thankyou thankyou! ^_^ We just use efficiency to annoy the narrator.
*grumbling*
Anamae- From the Cat of Fluff- *Bucky bolts away*
Syvia- Hey!
Anamae- *hits Syvia* Don't make her angry, we still want reviews. And Bucky can run up a tree.
Syvia- *sighs* And lastly but not leastly from RedCat8- *hugs* Thank you! ^_^ I'm happy to edit. And I really did need the break. *Anamae nods in agreement*
Anamae- Now on with the Smut!!!!!!!!! *maniacal cackle* I would like to point out that this next chapter was wholly Syvia's creation. We both edited, but she was the perverse mind that wrote it in the first place. *smirks at Syvia trying to shush her* Oh come off it, hon, it's time the readers knew just how perverse your mind can be!
Syvia- *glares* It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Anamae- Exactly! ^_^ That is why everyone (me included) will immensely enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 6
When Faustus Met Anamae
At this moment in time, Anamae indeed had Faustus cornered in a dark alleyway, and what I didn't get to say earlier was that Anamae was about to take him down for her own personal brand of amusement and-
Faustus- *coming up for air, face covered in Anamae's lipstick* I'm having a few problems understanding why this is a bad thing... *he grins and Anamae covers his mouth with hers again*
They engaged in another round, Anamae slowly unbuckling Faustus' jacket as they shared breath, mouths seeming to feed of each other. Faustus opened the clasp of Anamae's cloak, clawed fingers revealing an amazing amount of dexterity as he undid the buckle and the young woman's cloak fell to the ground. Anamae finished with the little gold clasps of Faustus' jacket and slipped it off his muscular shoulders and down his... well, halfway down his arms. His belt was still on and it was giving them both trouble, so- uh... suddenly Anamae leaned away from Faustus, and they both turned to... me.
Anamae- *grimaces* Hey buddy, you wanna stop busing up our rhythm with the too descriptive commentary?
Oh! Sorry. Continue. Anamae leaned back into Faustus with a suggestive look in her eyes, he smiled wickedly and their lips met once again. With a little bit of quick problem solving, Anamae found the clasp in the back of Faustus' belt and it clicked open, allowing her to pull the vampire's jacket off completely. Faustus pulled Anamae's shirt out of her jeans and slid a hand under the soft cloth, touching the even softer skin over her ribs. His hand began to travel up.... uh, guys?
Faustus- *turning to the narrator with heavy-lidded eyes* Yessss?
Anamae- *also looking only half-aware* This had better be good...
*gulp* Syvia and Bucky are looking for you, and are getting close to your hiding place. If you don't want to be found right now... you'd better-
They both sighed in annoyance. Faustus swept a hand under Anamae's legs, the other already at her back, and jumped smoothly to a balcony halfway up the building to their left. In a little corner that was out of the wind, they resumed their interrupted tryst.
Meanwhile, down in the alleyway, Bucky and Syvia had located Anamae's cloak and Faustus' belt and jacket. Syvia grimaced and Bucky chittered worriedly.
Syvia- Okay, they were here a while ago... *turns to the Narrator* What happened to them?
Uh... I really can't tell you.
Syvia- Why?!
Anamae would kill me.
(On the balcony)
Anamae- *softly* Damn right I would. *Faustus smiles a bit in response and resumes their kiss*
(Alleyway)
Syvia- Oh come on! You're the omnipotent one here! She couldn't possibly kill you.
But she could really, really hurt me. Just like you almost did after that situation with Vorador.
Syvia- *slaps herself on the forehead, to herself* Okay, think. How do I find them on my own?
Bucky- Ssss... squeak; ... squeaker squeakity squeak? (Uh... question; Does she really want to be found?)
Syvia- *looks at Bucky in surprise* Well.... now that you mention it... probably not. *thinks about it for a while, grins slowly, chuckles* In fact, she'd probably kill me for interrupting. *looks up with a smile on her face* Okay. Have fun, Anamae. *clears her throat* We will find a hotel. *Bucky draws himself up importantly. To the Narrator* Tell Anamae where we're staying when she finally... gets done, okay?
Sure thing. And with that, chuckling to herself, Syvia walked down the alleyway.
Meanwhile, on the balcony, Faustus and Anamae were looking significantly more rumpled and a great deal happier... they were still on the foreplay, but hey- it does have it's moments... or so I'm told... after all, I'm just a narrator and I don't really have any knowledge of-
Anamae- *eyes closed as Faustus nuzzles her neck* A few less irrelevant comments from the peanut gallery, please?
Sorry. Ahem, Faustus pulled back for a few moments, admiring the curves of Anamae's face, the way the light glinted off her hair. She traded him look for look, falling deeply into the silver of his eyes, trailing fingertips across the ivory smoothness of his skin. Anamae reached gently up to his hair, undoing the ebony tail to let it spill about his shoulders.
Then-
Villager- VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE!
Anamae & Faustus- WHAT?
*hides* It wasn't me! I didn't do it! Faustus turned quickly to the balcony doors and saw instantly that the lights were on and a hysterical older couple was shouting in fright, pointing at Faustus' fangs.
The cry was taken up and in seconds the Sarafan were in the alleyway with torches, blades and crossbows.
*Faustus and Anamae turn panicked eyes to the alleyway and the shouting Sarafan, then angry eyes to the narrator*
I swear it wasn't me!!!!!!
Anamae- *muttering frantic curse words*
Faustus- *grins* Well I'm not beholden to the Sarafan lord in this time. Let's fight them.
*Anamae grins slowly in anticipation*
Not a good idea!!!!!!
Anamae- *groaning* Why not?
Raziel of the Sarafan- Release the girl and we'll give you the mercy of a quick death, vampire.
Anamae flinched in surprise and looked down. Sure enough (please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me) six of the seven greatest warlords of the Sarafan stood in the tiny alleyway, each with his weapon at the ready.
Anamae- *softly* Oh shit...
Faustus- What is it? *he looks down* They're only humans.
Anamae- *in an urgent whisper* No! You can't fight these guys, they've killed hundreds of vampires.
Faustus- I've killed hundreds of humans.
Anamae- Six against one, Faustus! They'll kill you!
Faustus bristled at what seemed an insult to his skill in battle- believe her buddy! These guys are stronger than any humans you've ever come up against!
Faustus- *looking a little more convinced* I can't just leave you with them!
Anamae- I'll be fine as long as you get out of here- now!
He opened his mouth to protest, but Anamae pressed a finger over his lips.
Anamae- Please Faustus? For me?
The vampire looked at her soberly, glanced at the Sarafan; and then, growling his annoyance, leapt to the roof of the building and far out of harm's way.
Sarafan Turel- Milady? Are you well?
Anamae- *sarcastically* Oh I'm just peachy!
The Sarafan Generals looked confusedly at one another at this, but explained it away as stress after such a traumatic event... *rolls eyes*
Sarafan Raziel- We shall see you safely home, milady, to keep another vampire from trying to take advantage of a woman alone.
He gestured to his brothers in arms and Turel and Dumah entered the building, making their way up to the floor with Anamae's balcony. The young woman considered briefly opening a plot hole and bashing the Sarafan's brains out with an oversized sledgehammer, but self-control won out and she settled for crossing her arms over her chest in a gesture of supreme annoyance.
She suffered the Sarafan's overly polite behavior, their admonitions for being out alone late at night and in Ushtch... Ustchittch... What? Well, it's not like they pronounced it any better than I did! With a whispered hint from me, Anamae directed them to the hotel where Syvia had finally gotten a room, and up to the relevant door.
They knocked politely, only Raziel at the door (in case the vampire was waiting inside), and waited.
Syvia- *grins* Aww, poor Anamae. I thought it'd take her longer than this.
She opened the door... having some respect for her friend's privacy, she hadn't been following the story, and therefore she didn't know who was waiting on the other side. Unexpectedly coming face to face with the Sarafan Inquisitor, she had two thoughts. 1.) Hey... this guy's pretty hot... 2.) Narrator, don't get any ideas.
With barely a hello and a kind word, the six Sarafan bustled into the room, depositing Anamae just inside the door, checked every nook and cranny before pronouncing it clean of vampires, and took their leave.
Syvia looked at her severely PO'ed friend.
Syvia- What was that all about?
Anamae- *irritably* Read the chapter.
And she walked off towards the bathroom.
Syvia- Where are you going?
Anamae- *over her shoulder* To take a cold shower, damnit!
Syvia scrolled up as Anamae had told her too, and her eyes widened.
Syvia- Oh, that had to suck.
Uh... I don't think they got to that, Syvia. And that's the problem. Syvia hid a smile at my little joke and- oops... Anamae poked her already wet head out of the bathroom door.
Anamae- Not funny. *SLAM*
Syvia- Okay... I think we need to let her cool down... *thinks about that, grins* metaphorically speaking of course-
Anamae- *from the bathroom* I HEARD THAT! *BANG*
Syvia winced, shrugged at Bucky, and sat down on her bed.
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Anamae- *laughing her ass off, trying to breath and failing* Syvia, you write some good smut!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Syvia- *pleased smile* Thanks. ^_^
Anamae- Man, I'm in a mix of blushing and of drooling......and I love it! *giggles insanely* ...And now let me decide where this should go! *still laughing, grinning from ear to ear and blushing like a red tomato* So then, what's next on the list?
Syvia- Ten reviews and we'll all find out. ^_^