Chapter 15. Let's tone down the insanity…and let's turn up the "heat". *winks*
Okay, sorry to get confusing in this chapter! Reminder: Sona has more than one demon form because of both her parents. Just keep that in mind while you read.
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After falling asleep in his arms, there were no more nightmares that would come to cloud her mind. The sun had already begun to rise and light fell upon the boy wearing only pants, clutching the girl in a white nightgown. He too had fallen asleep. Sona's head rested on his warm chest and she listened closely to his heat beat. She had been awake for almost twenty minutes now, but his body heat was so inviting she didn't want pull away. In such a short time, she had memorized his scents. It was a mix between Aspen cologne, and the metallic smell of his sword.
He stirred, but didn't open his eyes.
His arms felt like a heavy goose feather comforter wrapped around her waist loosely, and yet seemed to cling with a sense of needing…She prayed her alarm clock would somehow stop and they would never have to leave this moment, this embrace that welcomed her at last. So then, they'd never age, or die, or feel pain. They'd just be trapped there. She would finally have all she ever wanted.
Alas, the clock was set to go off in five minutes, and she had no idea if she'd ever be like this, held by him, ever again. Some thoughts just hurt…Her hand move to his strong shoulder, and she followed his outline with her eyes, so she'd remember. He was still unbeknownst to everything going on around him, so she gently pulled away and brushed her lips to his right cheek. After turning off the alarm, she climbed into the shower, the water was back on, and rinsed away the dreams.
It always rained inside her head. A storm of jumbled thoughts, waiting for another gust of disbelief to fuel it. Her heart fluttered as the heated water flowed over her, just as she had done when Hiei sighed in his sleep. Why did it have to feel so perfect? And of all things, why had she felt the least bit ashamed while he encircled her? Now she had become so confused about everything. Where would she go when it was all over?! How could she explain to him how she felt about him, without risking losing everything? The burden suddenly fell onto her shoulders again, and the wind was officially out of her sails.
She turned off the water and stood there, drying with the towel. Sometimes, the house seemed to call to her. Telling her to unlock the still hidden secrets that dwell within its ramshackle walls, behind the hidden doors, stolen away from the sight of anyone. Catacombs upon catacombs in her thoughts, she'd picture the hidden glory of the house. Sona snapped back into reality, and found herself already dressed.
The daze in the shower just made her think of herself more. Insanity. Pure insanity. She grabbed orange juice and decided she'd take out all of her frustration in the training room.
After closing the doors to the room so there would be little sound heard, she put Staind into the CD player, and turned up her favorite song, "Its been a while". The blade she clutched tightly in her hand, flew quickly. She moved effortlessly attacking the apparitions that she visualized were still standing around her.
Slice, wipe, swish! Beads of sweat poured down her, as she ditched the sword and took everything into her own two hands. Punch, uppercut, kick. Similar formation each time. Now she stopped, and rested with her hands on her knees.
"Morning." Hiei voiced from behind.
"Morning." she turned and looked at him standing there in the doorway, looking as though he just woke up.
"Bad night?" he asked, already knowing something had been wrong.
"Yeah, but I'm alright now." she smiled, hiding all her questions behind a simple grin. He accepted her answer and took off towards the bathroom. 'Thanks for being there.' she added in her mind.
'No problem.' he replied telepathically.
Everything seemed alright.
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Hiei had gone out with the guys. She refused to go because Botan wanted to go on a shopping trip. As though you already didn't know, she's not a shopping at the mall type of girl.
The heat had risen about ten degrees more than normal, and she was sticky from sweating. Since Hiei was gone she decided to lock the training room, and train with her red bikini top on, and shorts. As long as no one saw her, everything would be fine. Now with two shorter blades cradled in her grasp, she did intricate twirling of the blades, along with moving quickly.
Trapt played loudly, and the words to "Headstrong" pulsated through her. As if she was possessed by this feeling of overall power, her body seemed to just start moving faster. A violent storm of pointy edges spun through the room. That is, until she noticed him standing in the doorway…
"Uhh…" she muttered looking shocked that he was standing there, just watching her.
His red eyes studied her standing there, drenched in perspiration, wearing little, with matted hair, still with two swords in her hands. She wanted to reach for her shirt on the floor, but this bubble seemed to surround her and she couldn't find how to work her arms.
In an instant, they were full on making out. Who knows who started it? But they both wanted it.
Slowly his hand moved down her back and with little difficulty, he unfastened her top. Her instincts took over her and she had already removed his shirt. This passionate wrestling match moved into the living room, and Hiei smothered her in his grip. The black leather belt holding his pants up, was little of a struggle to undo. So wrapped up in it all, she hardly noticed that his hand was on her thigh, and he was kissing her neck. She closed her eyes.
Everything stopped.
Koenma hovered above Hiei's head with anger plastered across his face. Hiei was frozen.
"What the hell?!" she asked covering herself.
"I put you two in this house, trusting that nothing would happen! But look at you two! I'm putting a stop to this before something happens." Koenma roared, and Sona's vision went blurred.
A second later Sona stood fully clothed in Koenma's office. The dragon shaped scar on her neck burned.
Koenma stared at her from behind his desk.
"How did …" her words halted. His eyes seemed to radiate anger.
"This isn't suppose to happen. You and Hiei can't happen." he muttered.
She raised her eyebrow, looking at him. Secrets. So many secrets were being kept from her. "What's going on?"
"I know things that will happen in advanced. It comes with the job. I already messed up! Damn it. Hiei is suppose to die! Now with you, everything is fucked up!" he punched his desk.
"What does it matter?! Hiei is living and everything can still be alright with him alive. Can't it?" she was so damn confused.
"Of course not! You've screwed with time." he shook his head.
"And what the hell do you want me to do about it?!"
Koenma looked down upon with a sickened look upon his face. "I can't let this continue. I'm sending you somewhere else, so we can straighten this all out. Getting you away from here will be good."
She stared blankly at him with her mouth open. "Your suppose to be helping me. And now you want to take everything away. I don't understand."
"I'm sorry Sona, but its just something that we have to do." his face turned downward.
"Where? Where will you send me? Will I ever be able to see Hiei and everyone else again?" her eyes darted around the room.
"Yes, someday. I'll get someone to take you to a different part of the Demon Realm." he searched her face for emotion.
Her face turned pale, and she didn't answer.
"Are you alright?" he questioned.
Silence. She began to breathe heavily and she stared at her palms. A pentacle formed in each. A new feeling came, and she liked it.
"No. No, I'm not alright. If I have to leave them, I'll never be alright." she smiled. "Your afraid. Oh poor Koenma. You know what I'm turning into, and you don't want me to stay. "
Now as white as a sheet, Koenma gathered courage to speak, "I'm not afraid of you…"
"I won't let you seal me away, like a prisoner. I lived like that for fifteen years."
"You don't know how to handle your abilities, and each day you get stronger! I can't have you running amok on Earth!" Koenma argued.
"Lucky me. I just got a new ability, right now. How about I try it out?" she laughed mockingly.
"No. You know you shouldn't." he tried staring her down.
"Responsible Sona isn't here right now, let me introduce myself." The pale skin covering her body, receded into a dark green layer covered by wiccan symbols, and her eyes were a powerful red. A white ceremonial robe covered her. "I'm Amara, and I don't take shit from anyone."
"What have you done with Sona?" he asked the other half.
"Her? She's out for the time. Listen, we'll continue this little meeting later. For now, I've got to take this girl out for conference of the mind." She winked and laughed.
Amara held up her palms, and the pentacles glowed, forming a barrier around her. She disappeared once again, only this time as her second demonic form.
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*Sorry for the lame sex scene. But I'm new to slash…*