Stolen
Disclaimer: Why do I even bother anymore? We all know I don't own them. Sue me and I'll sick the meshits on you. (I do own them. *grins*)
WARNING! The beginning of this chapter deals with the subject of rape. The majority is just implied, but if this makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip some.
Kristin: I had a question about the meaning of Yukio's name. All of the names of original characters in this story have meanings. I don't just randomly choose names I think are nice and toss them in. At the end of the chapter there will be a guide to the names that I have used so far and an explanation for each. If you find it helpful, let me know and I will do it at the end of every chapter where I introduce a new character.
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No passion so effectually robs the mind of all it powers of acting and reasoning as fear.
- Edmund Burke
***
Lina groaned and twisted her head away from a rather unwelcome light that was rudely shining in her closed eyes. With an irate sigh she attempted to blink only to find that one of her eyes would only open enough to let in the smallest sliver of sight. With a puzzled frown she tiredly lifted a hand to her face.
Clink.
The sound of scraping metal and the feel of rough iron cruelly biting into her wrists quickly brought Lina back to herself. She attempted to sit up, a difficult task with both of her hands chained above her head and her ankles bound together, as images of bloated corpses filled her mind. After several minutes of struggling she finally managed to sit halfway up when the collar constricted around her neck and she collapsed again with a choked cough. She nearly missed the sound of the door opening and with renewed vigor struggled indefatigably. A whimper of pain slipped from between Lina's lips as her wrists were rubbed raw by the jagged metal and blood oozed down her forearms and pooled in her palms. Her eyes stung with unshed tears and she blinked hard to keep them from falling.
A weight dropped down beside her, a part of her mind silently registered the fact that she was in a bed, and she rolled toward it unwillingly as the mattress dipped. As she continued to struggle, she could feel the almost sensual sensation of satin sheets slipping over her bare skin. Lina looked up with her one good eye and recoiled at the sight of Yukio. Her breath hitched in her throat and she watched in blind horror as her new master produced a dagger and stroked her cheek with the razor-sharp blade. She caught her lower lip between her teeth and bit down hard as she felt her skin part and warm blood slowly trickle down her face. Yukio moved so that he was straddling Lina's hips and brought his lips down close to her ear.
"You belong to me now, don't you," he said lowly, forming the question as a statement. Lina closed her eyes tightly and drew in a shaky breath. "Don't you," Yukio roared when she didn't answer, slashing the dagger across her other cheek. Lina cried out in pain and nodded feebly. A few tears slipped from between her eyelids and stung as they hit the shallow cuts. Yukio smiled thinly in satisfaction and laid the flat of the dagger's blade against the sensitive skin of her throat. "So lovely, yet so strained with blood, both in body and soul," he murmured and pressed the point of the dagger harder against her until the skin threatened to break. "If you would cease your disrespectful actions I would treat you very well," he whispered in a husky, seductive tone. Lina whimpered and vainly attempted to pull away as his head lowered and she felt the warmth of his damp breath caress her cold skin. "You have the potential to become one my favorites," he said softly and barely brushed his lips against hers in an action that Lina found almost more revolting than if he had kissed her fully. Her entire body tensed momentarily before trembling in terror as he trailed the tips of his fingers down her side and along her thigh. Lina opened her mouth to scream, an action that was immediately cut of as Yukio's lips crashed down brutally onto hers. With a feeble whimper of protest she closed her eyes tightly and blocked her mind to what Yukio was doing as he lay flush against her body.
*
Lina woke up in a dark, cool room and sat up quickly before collapsing back onto the bed in pain. "Oof! I really need to stop doing that," she groaned as her head swam with nausea.
"I would suggest the same, my dear," a teasing voice commented from the shadows. Lina blinked and peered into the corner. A tall, stately girl with rich ebony skin stepped into sight, her full lips twisted into a jaunty smile. Her dress was of the same cut as Lina and Adora's, which Lina was beginning to suspect was the normal attire for Yukio's prisoners, but dyed a vivid red that made her bright brown eyes shine. Lina attempted to sit up again, slowly this time. The girl's eyes widened and she quickly placed the bowl in her hands onto a table beside the bed and rushed to help. "My name is Ayoka," the girl said in a conversational tone as she helped Lina prop herself up with several fluffy pillows. "Adora sent me to take care of you. She spent the better part of the past week in here with you. I think that she might have stayed the entire time if it wasn't for her duties," Ayoka prattled as she smoothed and tucked blankets around Lina. Lina frowned lightly in confusion and massaged the bridge of her nose with her fingers.
"The past week? What do you mean?" The smiled slipped from Ayoka's lips as she turned a thoughtful gaze on the bedridden sorceress.
"You've been delirious with fever for the last week. You're pretty lucky that Adora found you when she did. You were nearly dead," she chattered as she gathered the almost forgotten bowl and produced a spoon. As she held them gingerly her mouth briefly twisted in to an amused smile. "I don't think I've ever seen her that angry before. Yukio looked almost frightened. He even forgot to punish her for her insubordination," the birdlike girl exclaimed with a burst of infectious laughter before quickly sobering and lifting a broth filled spoon to Lina's lips. "See if you can keep some of this down." Lina fought back the urge to argue about being handled like a child by a girl that was obviously younger than her and submitted to the treatment with uncharacteristic meekness.
"So, that really happened," Lina whispered after swallowing the nearly scalding liquid. She forcefully pushed back images of what had transpired between her and Yukio, vaguely wondering why she hadn't completely broken down yet. Or perhaps she had, perhaps she had lost her mind and this almost calm detachment was all she was capable of. Perhaps she had-Oh! Giant pink bunny! In the corner! With a.top hat? What? Lina furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as Ayoka poured more soup into her mouth, and swished it around a bit as she pondered over the flavor. There was something off about it. "Ayoka?"
Ayoka, who had been babbling about the origin of soup, looked up with a smile that would have been scarily similar to Gourry's if it had been just the tiniest bit more vacant. "Yes?"
"Exactly what kind of soup is this," Lina asked, warily eyeing the large bunny who had begun to tango with a talking, French dust mop.
"It's just chicken soup. Nothing particularly special about," she trailed off as she watched Lina who, for all appearances, was staring intensely at an empty corner. Immediately her expressive eyes lit up with comprehension. "You're seeing something, aren't you," she asked Lina, who nodded faintly. A large sigh slipped from between the younger girl's lips as she returned the offensive soup to the bedside table. "I told Adora that we shouldn't put the drugs in the soup."
Lina looked up sharply, remembered her pounding headache, swore sharply, realized that her head didn't really hurt that much anymore, pondered all of this for a moment, and then glared at Ayoka. "What do you mean 'drugs'," she growled.
Ayoka blinked owlishly and smiled reassuringly. "Adora had Vita put some drugs into the soup to dull the pain. There's nothing to worry about, Vita knows what she's doing. She was a doctor before Yukio brought her here," Ayoka began before rambling on about women doctors and equality. Lina flopped back down against the pillows in exasperation and rubbed the palms of her hands over her face, wincing when she chafed the still-tender skin on her cheeks. "It really is amazing, what some worlds have accomplished. I was born here myself, but my mother always told me bedtime stories about the universe she came from. Women were viewed as goddesses there, and treated accordingly. Can you imagine what that would be like? I know that I can't!"
Lina glanced at Ayoka as she flitted around the room, still talking animatedly, and interrupted. "Other worlds? Universes? What are you talking about?"
Ayoka froze in what seemed to be an almost obsessive compulsive tidying of the room. She turned large, vibrant eyes on Lina and bit her lower lip. "Um, I'm really not supposed to talk to the dolls about that. I always mix things up and just make a big mess," she said as she crossed back over to Lina's side and fluffed pillows. "Just go back to sleep. You're on painkillers, still recovering from a very traumatic ordeal, and will need your strength for when the hallucination pills wear off, 'cause experiences with Yukio usually end with nervous breakdowns."
Lina hesitantly slunk down in the covers, not feeling particularly reassured, but Ayoka was morphing into a chocolate carrot, and she was she to argue with a chocolate carrot?
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Kristin: The second half of this chapter didn't turn out at all like what I thought it would. Pink bunnies and chocolate carrots? What is wrong with me? *wanders away muttering about seeking professional help*
The names will come first, followed by their meaning. A brief explanation will be written underneath.
* Yukio Warui- Yukio is a Japanese name that means 'gets what he wants'. Warui is the Japanese word for 'evil' or 'bad'.
Yukio's name should be rather self explanatory. Throughout the story he will constantly take, or get, what he wants and he isn't exactly a nice person.
* Adora Dorei- Adora means 'beloved one'. (I forget what culture it's from, but it isn't Japanese) Dorei the Japanese word for 'slave'.
Adora's name is a bit more complicated. If it isn't obvious now then it will become obvious later that Adora is clearly Yukio's favorite. Not in the bedchamber, just in general. Another reason for this name is the fact that the other girls look to her for guidance and do in essence love her. Adora isn't just one of the faceless girls wandering around Yukio's palace. She is the one thing that keeps all of the girls from giving up and dying and by doing that she has endeared herself to them. As for the last name, while the other girls are prisoners, Adora is a slave. Yukio didn't capture her, he owns her. As her character develops during the story you will be able to understand the reasons for her names better.
* The meshits- I took the word meshit from the Japanese word for 'servant', which is meshitsukai.
The meshits are Yukio's servants who pretty much do his dirty work among other things. (I rather like them.)
* Ayoka- Ayoka is an African name that means 'one who causes joy'.
Ayoka is one of those people who can make you feel great after a really terrible day just by listening to you. She's probably one of the most optimistic girls in the palace and is constantly finding good in the worst of situations. She's so happy and nice that you just want to hate her, but you can't because even if you did she wouldn't hold it against you. (I know someone like this. She's annoying as hell if you stay around her too long, but great if you just spend short intervals of time with her. Ah, friends, the people you can dislike without really hating.)
* Toritsuki- Toritsuki is the Japanese word for 'obsession'.
Contrary to popular belief, Yukio really is human. Even more contrary to popular belief, he used to be a pretty nice guy. He was always a bit of a pervert, but still nice. He first fell in love with Toritsuki when she was still a child and he was probably about twenty(told you he was a pervert). He was completely obsessed with her, hence her name. The rest of their story will be told later on.
Special Thanks to:
methodic madness- Hopefully I was able to answer your question about his name. (probably in a bit more detail than you were expecting) Her friends won't be making another appearance until a bit after she escapes. The reason for this is complicated, and would give away too much of the plot or else I would explain it to you.
Slayers Otaku-Girl- Nope, not a monster. Happy late Thanksgiving to you too.
deep sea dolphin
paintedstars
Venus Universe- *develops mysterious aura and gazes into a crystal ball* The answer to your question shall be revealed. *grins* Just not yet. I will tell you that she's not Yukio's though.
Xelena- In reference to your first question, look at the answer to the review above this one for the answer. Um, let's see, what were your other questions? Ah, yes! Yukio is very much a human. Not a mix breed or anything. Human through and through; you can check his pedigree. Adora or one of the other girls in the mansion changed her. Even I'm not really sure of that one. The colors of the dresses have meanings. I'll try to cover them in the next chapter, but please don't hold me to that. Thanks for the multiple reviews. *grins widely* They made me very happy. *points at her grin* See? Do you see the happiness?
Disclaimer: Why do I even bother anymore? We all know I don't own them. Sue me and I'll sick the meshits on you. (I do own them. *grins*)
WARNING! The beginning of this chapter deals with the subject of rape. The majority is just implied, but if this makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip some.
Kristin: I had a question about the meaning of Yukio's name. All of the names of original characters in this story have meanings. I don't just randomly choose names I think are nice and toss them in. At the end of the chapter there will be a guide to the names that I have used so far and an explanation for each. If you find it helpful, let me know and I will do it at the end of every chapter where I introduce a new character.
***
No passion so effectually robs the mind of all it powers of acting and reasoning as fear.
- Edmund Burke
***
Lina groaned and twisted her head away from a rather unwelcome light that was rudely shining in her closed eyes. With an irate sigh she attempted to blink only to find that one of her eyes would only open enough to let in the smallest sliver of sight. With a puzzled frown she tiredly lifted a hand to her face.
Clink.
The sound of scraping metal and the feel of rough iron cruelly biting into her wrists quickly brought Lina back to herself. She attempted to sit up, a difficult task with both of her hands chained above her head and her ankles bound together, as images of bloated corpses filled her mind. After several minutes of struggling she finally managed to sit halfway up when the collar constricted around her neck and she collapsed again with a choked cough. She nearly missed the sound of the door opening and with renewed vigor struggled indefatigably. A whimper of pain slipped from between Lina's lips as her wrists were rubbed raw by the jagged metal and blood oozed down her forearms and pooled in her palms. Her eyes stung with unshed tears and she blinked hard to keep them from falling.
A weight dropped down beside her, a part of her mind silently registered the fact that she was in a bed, and she rolled toward it unwillingly as the mattress dipped. As she continued to struggle, she could feel the almost sensual sensation of satin sheets slipping over her bare skin. Lina looked up with her one good eye and recoiled at the sight of Yukio. Her breath hitched in her throat and she watched in blind horror as her new master produced a dagger and stroked her cheek with the razor-sharp blade. She caught her lower lip between her teeth and bit down hard as she felt her skin part and warm blood slowly trickle down her face. Yukio moved so that he was straddling Lina's hips and brought his lips down close to her ear.
"You belong to me now, don't you," he said lowly, forming the question as a statement. Lina closed her eyes tightly and drew in a shaky breath. "Don't you," Yukio roared when she didn't answer, slashing the dagger across her other cheek. Lina cried out in pain and nodded feebly. A few tears slipped from between her eyelids and stung as they hit the shallow cuts. Yukio smiled thinly in satisfaction and laid the flat of the dagger's blade against the sensitive skin of her throat. "So lovely, yet so strained with blood, both in body and soul," he murmured and pressed the point of the dagger harder against her until the skin threatened to break. "If you would cease your disrespectful actions I would treat you very well," he whispered in a husky, seductive tone. Lina whimpered and vainly attempted to pull away as his head lowered and she felt the warmth of his damp breath caress her cold skin. "You have the potential to become one my favorites," he said softly and barely brushed his lips against hers in an action that Lina found almost more revolting than if he had kissed her fully. Her entire body tensed momentarily before trembling in terror as he trailed the tips of his fingers down her side and along her thigh. Lina opened her mouth to scream, an action that was immediately cut of as Yukio's lips crashed down brutally onto hers. With a feeble whimper of protest she closed her eyes tightly and blocked her mind to what Yukio was doing as he lay flush against her body.
*
Lina woke up in a dark, cool room and sat up quickly before collapsing back onto the bed in pain. "Oof! I really need to stop doing that," she groaned as her head swam with nausea.
"I would suggest the same, my dear," a teasing voice commented from the shadows. Lina blinked and peered into the corner. A tall, stately girl with rich ebony skin stepped into sight, her full lips twisted into a jaunty smile. Her dress was of the same cut as Lina and Adora's, which Lina was beginning to suspect was the normal attire for Yukio's prisoners, but dyed a vivid red that made her bright brown eyes shine. Lina attempted to sit up again, slowly this time. The girl's eyes widened and she quickly placed the bowl in her hands onto a table beside the bed and rushed to help. "My name is Ayoka," the girl said in a conversational tone as she helped Lina prop herself up with several fluffy pillows. "Adora sent me to take care of you. She spent the better part of the past week in here with you. I think that she might have stayed the entire time if it wasn't for her duties," Ayoka prattled as she smoothed and tucked blankets around Lina. Lina frowned lightly in confusion and massaged the bridge of her nose with her fingers.
"The past week? What do you mean?" The smiled slipped from Ayoka's lips as she turned a thoughtful gaze on the bedridden sorceress.
"You've been delirious with fever for the last week. You're pretty lucky that Adora found you when she did. You were nearly dead," she chattered as she gathered the almost forgotten bowl and produced a spoon. As she held them gingerly her mouth briefly twisted in to an amused smile. "I don't think I've ever seen her that angry before. Yukio looked almost frightened. He even forgot to punish her for her insubordination," the birdlike girl exclaimed with a burst of infectious laughter before quickly sobering and lifting a broth filled spoon to Lina's lips. "See if you can keep some of this down." Lina fought back the urge to argue about being handled like a child by a girl that was obviously younger than her and submitted to the treatment with uncharacteristic meekness.
"So, that really happened," Lina whispered after swallowing the nearly scalding liquid. She forcefully pushed back images of what had transpired between her and Yukio, vaguely wondering why she hadn't completely broken down yet. Or perhaps she had, perhaps she had lost her mind and this almost calm detachment was all she was capable of. Perhaps she had-Oh! Giant pink bunny! In the corner! With a.top hat? What? Lina furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as Ayoka poured more soup into her mouth, and swished it around a bit as she pondered over the flavor. There was something off about it. "Ayoka?"
Ayoka, who had been babbling about the origin of soup, looked up with a smile that would have been scarily similar to Gourry's if it had been just the tiniest bit more vacant. "Yes?"
"Exactly what kind of soup is this," Lina asked, warily eyeing the large bunny who had begun to tango with a talking, French dust mop.
"It's just chicken soup. Nothing particularly special about," she trailed off as she watched Lina who, for all appearances, was staring intensely at an empty corner. Immediately her expressive eyes lit up with comprehension. "You're seeing something, aren't you," she asked Lina, who nodded faintly. A large sigh slipped from between the younger girl's lips as she returned the offensive soup to the bedside table. "I told Adora that we shouldn't put the drugs in the soup."
Lina looked up sharply, remembered her pounding headache, swore sharply, realized that her head didn't really hurt that much anymore, pondered all of this for a moment, and then glared at Ayoka. "What do you mean 'drugs'," she growled.
Ayoka blinked owlishly and smiled reassuringly. "Adora had Vita put some drugs into the soup to dull the pain. There's nothing to worry about, Vita knows what she's doing. She was a doctor before Yukio brought her here," Ayoka began before rambling on about women doctors and equality. Lina flopped back down against the pillows in exasperation and rubbed the palms of her hands over her face, wincing when she chafed the still-tender skin on her cheeks. "It really is amazing, what some worlds have accomplished. I was born here myself, but my mother always told me bedtime stories about the universe she came from. Women were viewed as goddesses there, and treated accordingly. Can you imagine what that would be like? I know that I can't!"
Lina glanced at Ayoka as she flitted around the room, still talking animatedly, and interrupted. "Other worlds? Universes? What are you talking about?"
Ayoka froze in what seemed to be an almost obsessive compulsive tidying of the room. She turned large, vibrant eyes on Lina and bit her lower lip. "Um, I'm really not supposed to talk to the dolls about that. I always mix things up and just make a big mess," she said as she crossed back over to Lina's side and fluffed pillows. "Just go back to sleep. You're on painkillers, still recovering from a very traumatic ordeal, and will need your strength for when the hallucination pills wear off, 'cause experiences with Yukio usually end with nervous breakdowns."
Lina hesitantly slunk down in the covers, not feeling particularly reassured, but Ayoka was morphing into a chocolate carrot, and she was she to argue with a chocolate carrot?
***
Kristin: The second half of this chapter didn't turn out at all like what I thought it would. Pink bunnies and chocolate carrots? What is wrong with me? *wanders away muttering about seeking professional help*
The names will come first, followed by their meaning. A brief explanation will be written underneath.
* Yukio Warui- Yukio is a Japanese name that means 'gets what he wants'. Warui is the Japanese word for 'evil' or 'bad'.
Yukio's name should be rather self explanatory. Throughout the story he will constantly take, or get, what he wants and he isn't exactly a nice person.
* Adora Dorei- Adora means 'beloved one'. (I forget what culture it's from, but it isn't Japanese) Dorei the Japanese word for 'slave'.
Adora's name is a bit more complicated. If it isn't obvious now then it will become obvious later that Adora is clearly Yukio's favorite. Not in the bedchamber, just in general. Another reason for this name is the fact that the other girls look to her for guidance and do in essence love her. Adora isn't just one of the faceless girls wandering around Yukio's palace. She is the one thing that keeps all of the girls from giving up and dying and by doing that she has endeared herself to them. As for the last name, while the other girls are prisoners, Adora is a slave. Yukio didn't capture her, he owns her. As her character develops during the story you will be able to understand the reasons for her names better.
* The meshits- I took the word meshit from the Japanese word for 'servant', which is meshitsukai.
The meshits are Yukio's servants who pretty much do his dirty work among other things. (I rather like them.)
* Ayoka- Ayoka is an African name that means 'one who causes joy'.
Ayoka is one of those people who can make you feel great after a really terrible day just by listening to you. She's probably one of the most optimistic girls in the palace and is constantly finding good in the worst of situations. She's so happy and nice that you just want to hate her, but you can't because even if you did she wouldn't hold it against you. (I know someone like this. She's annoying as hell if you stay around her too long, but great if you just spend short intervals of time with her. Ah, friends, the people you can dislike without really hating.)
* Toritsuki- Toritsuki is the Japanese word for 'obsession'.
Contrary to popular belief, Yukio really is human. Even more contrary to popular belief, he used to be a pretty nice guy. He was always a bit of a pervert, but still nice. He first fell in love with Toritsuki when she was still a child and he was probably about twenty(told you he was a pervert). He was completely obsessed with her, hence her name. The rest of their story will be told later on.
Special Thanks to:
methodic madness- Hopefully I was able to answer your question about his name. (probably in a bit more detail than you were expecting) Her friends won't be making another appearance until a bit after she escapes. The reason for this is complicated, and would give away too much of the plot or else I would explain it to you.
Slayers Otaku-Girl- Nope, not a monster. Happy late Thanksgiving to you too.
deep sea dolphin
paintedstars
Venus Universe- *develops mysterious aura and gazes into a crystal ball* The answer to your question shall be revealed. *grins* Just not yet. I will tell you that she's not Yukio's though.
Xelena- In reference to your first question, look at the answer to the review above this one for the answer. Um, let's see, what were your other questions? Ah, yes! Yukio is very much a human. Not a mix breed or anything. Human through and through; you can check his pedigree. Adora or one of the other girls in the mansion changed her. Even I'm not really sure of that one. The colors of the dresses have meanings. I'll try to cover them in the next chapter, but please don't hold me to that. Thanks for the multiple reviews. *grins widely* They made me very happy. *points at her grin* See? Do you see the happiness?