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A Snipers Magic Bullet

~Chapter Eight: The Transformation and Recovery Begins~

            "FOOLS!"  A man yelled as he looked at all his minions and the two men who tried killing Cloy O'Conall.  "You all failed!"  They all kept their head bowed.

            "Sir, we weren't anticipating fighting a demon." One said.

            "FOOLS.  I told you she was half demon, did I not?!"  The man in charge said. "I told you to be prepared for anything"

            "Perhaps I can be of some help against the breed."  The man heard a low voice say.  He turned to the shadows where a figure stepped out.  He was a demon.

            "How can a filthy demon help me?"  The man asked.

            "Well, Jake, I know the breed personally. And I wouldn't mind seeing her dead."  The demon replied

            "How do you know my name?" Jake asked

            "The question is how do I not?  I know everything about you and what you have been doing.  Studying the shuffle alliance. Everything."  The demon replied as he sat down in Jakes chair. "Even your plot to kill them, Schwarz Bruder and Cloy O'Conall, so that your fighter will come out on top."

            "What is your name?" Jake asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

            "My name," the demon replied "is Dakota." 

*** (back at Schwarz's hangar)

            Schwarz and Cloy sat in front of the warm fire that Schwarz had built in the fireplace next to the bed in their bedroom.  Cloy lay halfway on her stomach and half way on her side with her head lying against his shoulder.  She felt his hand move and he started gently stroking her head.  They had recently dressed for bed, or, as it should be put, undressed.

            With Schwarz wearing a plane white sleeveless shirt and boxers, and Cloy wearing a silk night gown that when Schwarz touched it, he felt in heaven, they laid down for bed in front of the fire and just laid there in silence until Schwarz couldn't stand it.

            As he stroked her head he asked "Why are you afraid to love?" 

            Taken aback, Cloy looked up at him as if she were a doe about to be hit by a car.  She blinked and thought about it for a moment. "It's nothing" she finally said, and turned away. 

            Schwarz cupped her chin in his hand and said "It can't be nothing if it troubles you so, please tell me." 

            Cloy sighed deeply, contemplating weather to tell him, or to keep avoiding it.  "I don't know if I should tell you or not Schwarz. That's the real trouble behind this."  She said. "If I could tell you I would, if not I wont.  But I don't know weather to tell you or not."

            Schwarz slowly, gently, stroked her head as she laid it back down.  This bought to light the scars on hear heart that she tried forgetting a long time ago.  "You know what I don't understand about Kyoji?"  she suddenly asked Schwarz.

            Schwarz was taken aback by the sudden question "No, what?" he responded after a second.

            "How could have the Dark Gundam taken him as its pilot if Kyoji's heart was pure?"
            'But it wasn't, I… he was in pain after you disappeared out of his life.' Was what he wanted to say.  But instead said "Well, I don't know.  Think about it, there has to be a reason."

            "I don't know how it could have passably happened, that's the point."  She replied. Looking up at the ceiling

            "Well, think, you were with him last weren't you?"  He asked.

            "Yes, I was." She replied

            "What happened?" he asked

            "I… I was taken, by my grandfather, away from the colonies." She said, in a low voice.

            "There is your reason."  He assured.

            She looked up into his eyes and said "Schwarz, when I look at you and in your eyes, I see something that I swear I recognize.  I just can not put my finger on it." 

            Schwarz began to sweat a little then, 'what if she finds out? I can't erase her memory again.  She will be in so much pain.'

            "It's almost like… I've seen your eyes somewhere before." She said coming a little closer.

            It was then that he felt his heart beating fast. 'Wait a moment, a heart? I… I guess it wasn't a dream after all.  I am turning human again.  Is it really possible?' 

            "But the sad thing is I never get to see beneath your mask." She said, so close that he could almost feel her breath on his face. 

            He couldn't deny it; this was certainly turning him on.  But he couldn't be sure that when he dropped his drawers what he saw wouldn't be metal.  But then again, he wouldn't know until he looked, or felt in this case. He slowly moved his hands down so she wouldn't notice and griped himself, what he felt astounded him.  It was nothing but warm flesh and throbbing at that.

            'I am changing, for the better finally' he though as he noticed that she did notice what he was doing and followed his arms down to where his core was at the moment.  'Damn, this woman is going to be the death of me' he though and tried thinking of a way out.

            But before he could move, think even, her hands wrapped around him and he could feel himself swelling larger.

            He looked down at her after letting out a soft moan he hoped to god she didn't hear it.  But, unfortunately, he noticed she noticed it too, and she started moving her hands around.

            The father he felt her hands go, the farther he felt himself slip and fall under her power. 

            He tried slapping himself mentally, but it just wouldn't work.  He started to pray to god, that if something happened, and he let her do what he though she was planning to do, he prayed she wouldn't remove the mask and, most likely, hurt herself all over again. 

            He knew he couldn't erase her memory a second time.  Her brain wouldn't survive.

            Schwarz looked down at her and almost breathlessly said "please…" but his plea was cut short as she placed two fingers to his lips under his mask.

            "Shh, I promise your mask will stay where it is." She said as her hands moved beneath his pants and pushed aside his boxers. 

            He tried stifling a moan but it came out as a grunt and he laid his head back and closed his eyes. 

            He began thinking about some of the boys he had read about before that had hurt her in the past and something in his heart shifted.  He felt a twinge of jealousy and felt complete and utter desire to make her his, forever. 

            But how fearful he was in doing what he though would take way her innocence.  But then he recalled about a conversation they had.  She wasn't a virgin any longer, unfortunately, so that made his sigh in relief.  But that still made him fearful, what would happen if he all of a sudden shoved her over and buried himself deep within her? How would she take it?

            Something, some little voice in his mind all of a sudden spoke up.  'Well, what are you waiting for? Make her ours forever, so no man, no man can ever claim her.  You are a part of me… hell, you are me. Your more me then I care to think about but… you get the idea.  You better hurry before she has a chance to get away again.'

            'Kyoji?' Schwarz asked the little voice.

            'Who were you expecting? Hitler?' Kyoji asked with a chuckle. 'I do love her, and I know she loves me… well, us.  And I don't want her getting away again.  I lost her once. And I'm not willing to lose her again.  If I do…well… I'm sure you know what will happen.'

            'What?' Schwarz asked.

            'I will lose all my will to go on. That's what.  I don't have much strength left in my body, so I will leave you two alone; remember I can still see what happens. So take care of her, she's all we have.' When Kyoji finished that, his voice faded out, but Schwarz could still feel his presence, meaning he was still alive. Thank god he was still alive. 

He looked heaven ward and thanked god he was still alive, and there backing him.  He didn't know if he could make the right decision without his backing and knowledge about it.  Especially about this.

            He looked down at Cloy again, lifted his mask up above his nose to let him breath a little easier, because he knew that what he was about to do would have him raggedly breathing, and kissed her so intensely, he felt that it knocked her shoes off.

            He felt her relax and he took his gloves off and threw them on the floor, which soon accompanied his white shirt and then the boxers.  But his weren't the only clothing on the floor.  Cloy's lacy night gown was there too, along with her underwear.

            They soon were lying together with nothing but the covers, pooled around them, covering them.  Schwarz stroked Cloy's head and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "Did you enjoy that, my love?"  He asked gently as he pulled the blankets up over them more and brought them closer to her chin.

            She smiled up at him and said "Yes, I did, I now see what I've been missing."  She cuddled close to him and he stroked the back of her head.  He saw what he had been missing as well. Only a lot more then what she probably saw.  The meaning to his life again was the main subject he saw.

            He slowly pulled his mask back down and knew that he had better let Cloy know, again, about all of this soon. Otherwise he knew that she would just find out like last time and this time. She would be so hurt she might never want to see him again.  He had to decide when the time would be right to tell her everything. But he didn't know when.

            "During the Final Battle."  He though, "That would be perfect."

            Cloy let out the prettiest sigh Schwarz had ever though he heard in his whole life and rolled over to face him.  He brushed a kiss against her cheek and cuddled her close and closed his eyes to sleep with her, thinking of the most wonderful experience they had just shared.

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Ok, a bit longer.  Sorry it took so long to get this made and up.  It took me a while to get the creative juices flowing and get my lazy but up off the couch to do this.  Thank you Anonymous Gundam for being so patient.  This is a little longer and I hope you like it. I'll try to get the other one made a little faster next time and have it up soon.  Though, I don't know how soon seeing how our power keeps going out.   Anyway.  Thanks and see you next chapter.