I want to say thank you to my reviewers although I expected nothing but flames I am glad you all liked it; perhaps this will be a better chapter and I hope you don't mind unusual pairings.
Dudems: honored to be reviewed by such a writer and I am thrilled by how you described the review
Kiina: I will read your stories soon enough :3 ; don't worry there will be plenty of Yuriy here
Robbies gal: yes the secret is out it was Boris who held out a hand for him and thanks for updating kidnapping bryan!
Angel: don't worry there will be a good amount of shounen-ai here ^-^ and you are right! way too much Kai/Rei out there!
Bloody Mary: yay you are back ^0^ this is great! tee-hee btw i finished the Mariah fanlisting the url is in my profile well enjoy this chapter can't wait until you update your own stories and by the way here some ice cream for Yuriy-sama *hands Miaka some ice cream* maybe she can bring it to his bed?? xP anyways here is more ^^
this is going to confuse you but i will explain in the next chapter, enjoy and review if you feel like it
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"keep running ! keep running you are almost out" the same phrase drumming over and over inside my head; i see a fence and i glance back towards the Balkov Abbey only to meet a pair of crimson red eyes blazing. I smirk slightly to the realization of whom he was and how i was almost out. "stop, cyber tala" he utters those worlds with a tone of patience in his voice i freeze; rather my body does and i turn around slowly. Why are not i moving? why is not my body moving? he quickly caught up to me as i stand in front of the iron gates "thought you could get away with it, love?" the mere word he used at last degradates the meaning to me and i shiver. I still utter no word "well you know you want to stay here" he walks closer and pins me to the gate with such strenght i can feel an inner vein burst "how about we play a little before you go?" he smiles insanely and puts a hand inside my black tee "or should i remind you of our little games?" his old face closes into mine and i can feel his breath in my neck as he slowly brings his dirty lips to my tainted neck, tainted because it's not the first time someone has touched it. "stop" the only word i can utter between this confusion "what if i don't want to ? because sure as hell your body does not want me to!" he tried to tangle me up about how i feel but right now there is only one person in my mind; "get off, dirt bag" i mutter lowly but loud enough for him to hear; he smiles wickedly as he brings one of his hands to my waist and slowly moves it to my rear as i move away from the deadly touch " i said stop" i growl my voice now more menacing; since when did i allow others to push me ? ~kill him, tala~ who said that? i hear a voice inside my head; ~he should not be touching you, tala~ fuck! there it is again ~or should he go all the away? remember the pain the bastard causes, tala~ the voice so distant but so present i ram the man whore from me and my lips curve up in a smirk as i look down tot he old man his lips frown "fucking man whore" i bring my iron boots to his face and crack the black metal mask that shield his eyes and i smile; crimson gone i meet pure black, what is best of it it's afraid black. he stumbled back in confusion "what are you doing, toy?" he tries to stand up but i don't let him. Instead i bring my iron boot to his ribs and my smile only widens when i hear them crack ~good work , tala~ the voice thanks me and although i don't know whom it is it's kind of comforting.
" i think i am not a toy" i say calmly as i lower my self to meet his eyes and tighten my left fist as i sink it slowly into his stomach although i am not surprised when i find muscles there it must be exhausting to fuck an old man and children all in the same day. "but i do know a whore that might me mistaken as one" now playfull i raise him by the neck as the old whore trembles slightly to my touch, the asshole never saw it coming. he is still in shock so he has not made a move "let go of me, cyber tala! and don't talk to tme like that" he grunts as he tries to shake off but my grip has locked and it is quite hard to remove it "i am not your cyber sex toy anymore, balkov so you better show some respect" i send him slamming against the iron gates and i enjoy seeing the blood run down his unprotected forehead "what are you doing?" he asks as he wipes the blood and stands up bringing a hand to his ribs; the bastard is tough seeing how the rest of the soldiers only needed a good kick in the ribs and a slap across his face to bring them unconscious, but i should have known this after all he is the one who raised us , molested us and beated us up so i should have been prepared , and i am. "i am fucking you " i tell him as the image of me banging his head against the iron gates making it bleed comes to my head , of course i take pleasure in it as every minute passes by "but don't get so excited just yet i am not going to FUCK you like in a screw you kind of way i am going to FUCK you in a iam going to make you beg for your life kind of way" i smile as i rephrase and make sure the whore does not get his hopes up too high ~stop playing around and do it now!~ the voice is there again and i feel as if obeying it was best; i nod as if it would understand and throw myself upon the old man waiting no second as i take his head in a death grip and bang it against the iron gates over and over , i feel him struggle so i place my legs on his waist pinning him down with all my weight so i can continue to enjoy the show, the sight of blood makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside so i don't stop when i see it run down my hands and staining my black tee. "stop" he yells out as he is probably feeling his brains turn upside down and probably out of his ear. "how about no?" i stop for a brief second to make sure he sees my mad smile and gains fulls conscious that i won't stop until i kill him. "please..." a tone of surrendering in his tone "did you ever stop when i pleaded you? did you ever stop when you fucked me roughly when i was only a kid and pleaded not to do it? did you stop when you beated me and slammed against the walls of the cold abbey when i lost a single battle?!!!! you FUCKIN DID NOT SO DON'T ASK ME TO STOP 'CUZ I WONT YOU FUCKING MALE WHORE!" it sure feels good to get that out of your chest, but by the time i was done confesing myself to the old man i felt him stop struggling and i slowly brought one of my knees to where his racing heart stood and i feel nothing; did i kill him? what a shame! you'd think he'd last longer!! I slowly stand up as i see him there below me; his skull completely mutilated and his eyes filled with fear "serves him right" i sigh deeply as i bring my hands to my nose and inhale the scent of the blood. "nothing like fresh blood at noon" i joke to myeslf as i take out a handkerchief from his robes and wipe my hands with it only to put it back in one of my own pockets; a memento from the old bastard so i will always remember him.
"there he is ! get him!" what the fuck? i turn around only to meet about 10 of the intrains, as much as i'd love to stay and crack their skull too and gain some blood to smell i decide against it, i know when i am outnumbered and this time i am and not only that keeps me from cracking their skulls but also the fact that they are still too innocent to understand the why i would do such thing. as i jump to the iron gates using balkov's body as support i can hear faint sobs and feel sighs of either relief or utter shock; i shake it off and jump through the iron gate but not before feeling a slight pinch in the side of my stomach, ever since Kai had done his little escape the abbey's gates had been renewed and small blades had been placed in top of every gate. but since i was so busy with talking things through i forgot and got stabbed but it did not matter not to me. I take a moment when i am at the other side to smell the thick scent of blood coming from the handkerchief in my pocket and my own body's . Refreshening , i start to run towards the small clearing ahead of me. By the way did i forget to mention we were all relocated because Hiwatari's grandson also left the previous abbey completely damaged? anyways back to where i am going.... It's amazing how there is nothing but plain fields everywhere. running slighly out of breath i spot a tree in the middle of this field and it's either that or dodge the bullets they will be sending. So i jump to it and climb on top of it securing myself among the branches as i hear the intrains approach closer but being commanded by a so familiar voice "Rahid's group look near the clearing! and Ismael's look near the old lake! now get moving" Sergey's voice has not changed in the least; i try to make myself comforable in the huge oak tree as it craddles me and hope not to get noticed by the intrains. "Sergey-san, what about the tree? " a weak voice almost female; but impossible the abbey does NOT take in females. "Ivan and i will look there! now go with your group, Peter" what a common name. wait did he say IVAN and himself where coming here? shit. it's been a couple of years since i last saw those two. I hear two pair of feet approaching fast and i try to hide deeper in the tree but impossible as it is i wish it had some kind of hole so i could fit myself in it. now i am really dead.
"i will look up there, Sergey!" the midget's voice has changed he sounds bigger what the heck am i saying? the little squirrel will never grow. Fuck i can see his trademark helmet from up here and the little squirrel climbs on top of the tree with such agilty i am starting to take his nickname too serious "yuriy-sama? are you here? i won't hurt you i promise" what the fuck? since when does he call me Yuriy-sama? is he serious?. well after all he's done for us... I reach down only to meet magenta orbs and what seems to be a rather tall squirrel with a better complexion. perhaps if i was not so in love with someone already and his nose was not as big... "yuriy-sama!" i gasp as the not so tiny Ivan throws his arms around me and i am left in utter shock . yes. me. in utter shock. " i was so worried something bad might happen! i saw what you did to Balkov... the old fuck deserved it! so how have you been? how are you two doing? where is Boris? did you two find a way out of here?" he bombards me with questions as i still try to recover from the rather warm welcome and try NOT to fall down from the tree "i. yes. we.and." damn i can't manage to say any phrases -_-U someone shoot me ~get this over with we have things to do~ there it is , that voice again, i should listen to it " i have been fine.we are doing great.he is home.yes we did." i pause and answer most of his questions.
"i am so glad to hear that! i missed you ..i mean you guys" i see him blush; what the heck? since when did HE start blushing? i eye him suspisciously and i see him throw his arms around me once again and slowly push my head towards his and his lips meet with mine. now this is really fucked up. i quickly push him away "Ivan? what are you doing?" finally a phrase comes out and just when i needed it.
"i have something to tell you" he blushes again and now i am really freaked out. i climb down from the tree leaving him alone up there and look around there i see Sergey and i see his face relax and heck he starts to head to me and for some unknown reason my body freezes again ¬¬x he runs towards me and tackles me to the ground putting his arms around me and embracing me carefully. what the fuck? is it hug Yuriy day? or all your teamates gone cuckoo day? @_@ i shake those thought off my head as i push him off "what is going on? first Ivan kisses me then you hug me ! what is next? you are going to tell meyou love me and want to screw me?" i raise an eyebrow to such a stupid comment and he blushes. what the fuck?. blushes? what is it with people blushing?! T_Tx ~ get this over with NOW! you should not be fooling around~ the voice.. i must obey it "well i just want to screw you" he says playfully and i feel my blue eyes roll "look i have to go , take care and stop being so weird" i blow a kiss towards him and the oak tree where the ex-midget stood and take advantage of their moment of confusion to run away heading towards the old lake that Sergey mentioned before. i just want to get home. where he is waiting for me . memories of us together in our bedroom come back to me. how i miss his body laying next to mine. his rough touch and our fierce love making. "soon my wild falcon" i mutter under my breath as i see the lake and i know beyond it i will find the forest and when i am thorugh i will arrive at the highway. ah here i come.again.