Chapter 4: Rendezvous (yeah, I finally memorized how to spell this gosh dang cursed pus-filled stupid queer annoying flea imitating word!)


Sosuke jumped at the sound of the doorknob turning. He slid under the bed with ease and waited with baited breath to see who was coming into his lair. Soft footfalls and the click of the lock was all he heard. Then, a soft groan and the sound of a body hitting the floor seemed to echo throughout the room. With a forceful push of his arms, Sosuke crawled out from under the bed.

Blue hair.

Sosuke gasped and got out completely from the bed. He grabbed Kaname with force but gently.

"Kaname?!" He cried. He saw the blood on her shirt and the bruises on her forehead and some of the military calmness evaporated. He regained composure in a matter of seconds and grabbed his medical pack. Sosuke eased the pack from her shoulders and carried her to the bed. He did a quick diagnosis and immediately began treating her wounds. The lacerations were bound with antiseptic and linen bandages. The wounds weren't deep enough for stitches but Sosuke was glad Kaname had come when she did otherwise more drastic measures would have been needed. Bruises formed colorful patterns on her forehead and Sosuke treated those with cool clothes and salves. He turned his attention to the blood spattering her shirt. With a wince at the expected halisen slap, Sosuke unbuttoned her shirt and eased it off of her limp form. Although it was necessary, Sosuke couldn't bring himself to unclip her brassiere.

He moved his fingers over her stomach and breasts, pressing down, searching for broken ribs or pulled muscles. When her entire torso had been checked, he pulled her shirt back on, awkwardly and was buttoning it when she awoke. Her eyelashes fluttered and she glanced down at him, not fully comprehending the situation. Then, it hit her. She was on a bed with Sosuke fiddling with the buttons on her shirt.

She turned red.

Very red.

"Sosuke?" She quietly whispered, "What are doing?" Sosuke flinched. He looked up at her with his dark eyes and answered quietly,

"You were hurt and their was blood on your shirt. I was making sure you did not have any wounds."

Kaname's fingers twitched as if they still held the smooth wooden handle of her beloved halisen. Then, she stopped.

"Thank you."

"Speak up, Captain. I can't hear you!" A rough, muscular man stood in front of Tessa holding a weapon that looked strangely like Kaname's halisen yet made of metal strips.

Tessa stuck out her chin in defiance, glaring at the man with wide, luminous eyes. Although her silvery hair was knotted and mussed and her face was streaked with dirty sweat, Tessa still held some of her beauty. The way she held herself and the way she glared at the man spoke of her loveliness. The man did not like how she defied him and he responded with a backhanded stroke of the metal halisen. The sharp plates cut into Tessa's face leaving long red welts. Tears sprung to the young Mithril captain's eyes but she did not let a sob escape her.

"I only want'd to bring yer food." The grunt cackled. He left a bowl of some sort of noodles at her shackled feet and left, still laughing. Tessa crawled towards the bowl and nudged it with her tiny foot. She bent down and tried to eat the food. Her hair, still held in some semblance of a braid, tried to escape the binds of the twisted hair and failed. Tessa ate quietly, chewing softly on the noodles that had not been warmed very well. Suddenly, without warning tears sprung to her eyes.

"Sosuke." She cried. She had heard the woman's cruel words and Sosuke's heated responses. Although it wasn't the most pressing matter, Tessa wished she could tell Sosuke how sorry she was and that it wasn't her. A picture of Kaname sprung into her mind's eyes.

Her Whispered powers. Tessa took the small part of her mind that was constantly reeling with the overwhelming knowledge of black technology and forced it to come the front of her mind. She pushed her conscious into that dream and fell into the blackness and glowing numbers of the Whispered. She brought up the picture of Kaname again and thought hard.

"Kaname!"

Kaname sat up, startled.

"What is it?" Sosuke questioned.

"I thought I heard Tessa calling my name." Kaname pondered confusedly.

-Kaname!-

The voice came again, piecing through Kaname's thoughts. She focused on her Whispered power and strengthened the resonance between them with her power.

"Tessa?" The spirit Kaname asked of the silver haired nude Mithril captain.

"Kaname! Please! Tell Sosuke it wasn't me. Oh no." In a flash the spirit was gone, leaving only Kaname to ponder what happened. With a lurch Kaname fell into her own body.

"Kaname! What happened?" Sosuke's worried face filled her view, his warm breath on her neck.

"Tessa wants me to tell you that it wasn't her." Kaname looked at Sosuke. There was no change in his emotions to her, merely a slight twitch.

"It is as I expected." Sosuke replied, nonchalantly. He turned to her and his features softened. His warm eyes regarded her with respect, concern, and love. He reached down and brushed her face with his fingers.

"Kaname." He murmured. Sosuke leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Kaname shuddered, heat rushing through her. Her stomach fell as if she was nervous almost to the point of being sick and her legs failed her. He drew her up until she was on her knees and he was sitting next to her. His tongue poked hesitantly at her pressed lips and she parted them, allowing them to kiss more passionately. He wrapped a strong arm around her waist and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Kaname felt strong, weak, sad, and happy all at the same time. Her brain ran through every emotion possible, searching for one that could express her feelings but there was none. She encircled his neck with her arms and tilted her wrists upward holding his head. Sosuke brought his other arm up to cradle her head gently. Every move he made was gentle and caring, wishing only for her happiness. As he pulled back and looked at her with embarrassed, shy, and passionate eyes, his grip on her waist loosened. Kaname stared back at him, her eyes greedily gulping the sight of him, relishing in the solidity and reality of his being.

"I love you." She said.


AFTERWARDS TO THE READERS:

Hello. Yes, it is me, again. I have written two chapters today. Yay. Whatever. Please review. This chapter was based of my experience with kisses and if you have any problems take them up with me. ;p Lol REVIEW!