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Bullet in the Dark
Chapter 14: Kiss of the Devil
Author's Note:
Hi guys… I'm starting to get bits and pieces of writer's block, so updates may not be as fast. I'll try my hardest to continue updating weekly, but it's not a promise, okay? Well, thanks to everyone for his or her support!
Wish a Happy Birthday to SWEET DARK ANGEL 009! It's on Saturday!
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So… they had their own plans for the girl, did they not?
They were idiots to think that he wouldn't have spies of his own, plots of his own. Now… Now they are going to suffer the consequences of their ideals, their ploys so carelessly built, so harmlessly placed upon…
Who were they to think this?
He was the master of it all, from his organization to his followers.
Who were they to think they could defeat him with only their little ideas like a house with weak foundations; one could just touch it and it would break, solidly smashing into the ground.
He chucked darkly. After all, what could be more amusing than the sadness of others, their blood split on the ground, red like smooth, smooth silk?
Sweet, sweet pain.
He lived for it, as all knew…
Now, who was seducing his fiancée, the one who would make him powerful once more?
Oh yes… The very man ordered to kill her.
Life was ironic.
And to think… she was falling into that wonderful, sugar-frosted feeling called love.
A fool, just like he expected.
No doubt she didn't know that the very man she was falling into personal nirvana with was a killer.
Or did she?
Sources could only be so much depended on. Somehow, after the betrayal, he didn't trust anyone anymore.
No matter.
As long she remained a virgin, all the wealth would come to him, her dearly beloved.
No matter at all.
No matter if she hated him, if she loved another.
Love.
The petty feelings.
No one needed it, no one in the right state of mind.
Those twittering fools described great feelings of warmth, or of some delicious dream.
Idiots.
All their petty relationships wound up in tears, screams, or a bright array of madness. He preferred to stay himself.
For he was the only one he could count on.
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Yes.
No.
He wanted to.
So bad, he did.
Wanted to give in to them all, but knew, damn dignity, he couldn't.
He shook his head; filled with reckless thoughts.
Escape would be a relief, but that was impossible.
If he went away, if he died, what would happen to Françoise? What would happen to the girl he so attached himself to?
He wanted to pound his head against a brick wall; how could he be so stupid?
To lose control like that.
Groaning would do nothing, but he made the sound of a man's last, painful breath anyway.
What would the girl think? What would she do?
Cry, he expected. Tears, he knew, would come.
If only they didn't have to.
Wistful thinking.
Sweet lord, why couldn't they all just disappear?
Why did they come onto the world when they were just meant to feel pain and die?
Who were those beings, those liars, who said life could be full and giving?
He walked slowly, as if waiting for death the snatch at his soul --did he still have one?-- any moment.
He must still have one, a spirit of sorts.
How else would he have this feelings, one minute so useless, one moment so enchanting?
A mystery of life.
The mystery of how he got his soul back.
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"Shiva… You do know 009 is starting to get attached?"
"Yes, Brother… The girl is, too."
"Vishnu, do you think this is a good thing?"
"Oh course. The girl will naturally be attached to 009, so when we kill him, she will die along with him."
"And her wealth?"
"Arnoul has agreed to talk to us about his daughter's death."
"He still believes her dead?"
"Of course…"
"Excellent. Our plan is going along perfectly."
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He returned, eyes downcast, like a dead man awaiting burial.
She didn't know what to say, or when to say it. All she could do was stare at him, eyes worshipful, wishing for wishes he could grant.
"Joe… I…" She trailed off.
How strange… Hearing his true name, knowing it's his, but not responding to it.
It was the name of a man who had died so long ago…
Like this one now, did he mean?
Life was only so long, and the life of this own could end oh-so-soon.
He looked up sharply, but his voice was smooth, quiet, almost -- meek? "Françoise…We can't do this."
"This?" Her cheeks flamed up. "This?"
She stepped away from him, her breath coming in and out in ragged puffs. "What do you mean, this?"
"You can't do this." Stated firmly, like a rock. No buts.
She couldn't think of anything to say. "You can't do this," she repeated, echoing him. "Who are you to tell me what to do? You can't!"
He grabbed her wrist, trying to prevent himself from pushing her, backing her, onto the wall like he did the night before, trying so hard not to lose control and crushing his mouth against hers.
"You don't know what they have planned. You don't know how much pain they could inflict on you. Don't tell me you want that." He hissed out the words, half in rage and half in forbidden fear.
"I don't care," she whispered, eyes closed as she leaned closer to him. "I don't care as long as I'm with you."
No… No!
She couldn't love him. Never. No one could ever love him. He didn't have a heart, and no one could love someone heartless.
But she had.
She was an angel in disguise.
He loved her.
Her lips touched his cheek, warm and comforting, saying things that words could never express.
He let himself kiss her back, eyes meeting hers, then crushing his mouth to hers, shy, but possessive. She gasped against his lips, letting in his tongue, engaging in a furious tongue battle.
She was sweet… Sweeter than any candy he had ever tasted. He didn't ever want to leave her, leave her again.
Their lips parted, and her eyes met his once more.
"I love you, and that's all that matters to me."
Love…
Love…
Love.
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Yes, their first kiss! Everyone cheer! WOO-HOOT! Not as good as I wanted it to be, but hey! It was a kiss! The real plot comes in and soon we will have a big mess! YAY! However, that means that we will only have about four more chapters or so. Maybe… And when this story finishes, I will have time to work on Oyabun, and, of course, my soon-to-come-out story, Joe Millionaire! Go to my bio for more about it!
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