Chapter 2: Old Acquaintances
Summary of last chapter: Milly got captured by Zaft soldiers while on a shuttle trip to the Country of Orb. Now she meets Dearka, who is behind her capture. What does he have in store for her, more importantly, what does he want in her?
======Onward to Chapter 2!!! ===
-=Hallway=-
Normal POV"Now Milly, just because we haven't seen each other in a while doesn't mean that you can treat me as a stranger. Especially if a stranger is someone who got you out of a prison cell," spoke a sly Dearka, still holding Milly's arm over his shoulders.
"Milly, come on, talk to me," said a frustrated Dearka.
She could at least look at me if she's going to be silent, thought Dearka
"Hey look, there's the elevator," said Dearka, trying to break her silence.
"Going up, it's going to be a while, since this elevator is slow," said Dearka, trying to get a look at Milly's face, but to no avail.
Still beautiful after all these years... Dearka thought.
-Four years ago (flashback)-
Dearka's POVThis looks like the infirmary of the ArchAngel, but how did I get here?
"Don't get up, you're still hurt from the battle against that turtle-looking mobile suit," said Miriallia, bandaging his head since it was bleeding. [1]
Who the hell gave Commander La Crueze a mobile suit? Especially a mobile suit that has all those little things coming out of it, shooting the hell out of my precious Buster.
Wait...is she crying?
"You didn't have to go shoot everything, you could of died out there," cried Miriallia.
Is she crying because of me?
"Hey, you don't have to cry. If I didn't attack, ArchAngel would have blown up. Besides, if you were killed, I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful face again."
"Well...you...I...ahmm...just don't get in any situations where you know you're going to lose. If you do you could get killed, and I won't be happy with that," said Milly, with a faint smile but not so faint blush around her cheeks.
"Hey, you smiled...you actually smiled"
"What's that supposed to mean?" said a confused Milly.
"You never smiled once when I was here, even when I was a prisoner"
"Well, you didn't nearly die because of me, so there," said a cheerful Milly, sticking out her tongue in a gleeful manner.
"Oh yeah?" I said, sticking out my tongue in the same way.
(End flashback)
-To the present-
Normal POV
Milly must be freezing for being in the cold cell for a couple of days, thought Dearka, as he unbuttoned his vest and opening it, revealing his white under-shirt and motioning her to get closer.
"Hey, what are you doing Dearka?" asked a confused Milly.
"Here, get in, you look like you're shivering, why don't Mr. Dekkie take care of that problem for you," smirked Dearka as he grabbed Milly and brought her close to his chest. [2]
Milly's POV"Here, get in, you look like you're shivering, why don't Mr. Dekkie take care of that problem for you," smirked Dearka as he grabbed Milly and brought her close to his chest.
"Hey, wait...what are you doi..." was the only words I could mutter out before he brought me close to him
It's so...warm...better than that cold prison cell I was just in. I could almost sleep right now. His chest is
Then the elevator doors opened, showing a more up kept hallway, with wooden walls instead of rusted metallic walls, and jade-tile floors instead of loose metal tiles. There were also some soldiers in Zaft uniforms doing some repairs to the base.
"Lets go, my quarters is right at the end of the hall way," motioned Dearka, still having me next to his chest.
"We could go a lot faster if you didn't have me in the way," as I tried to squirm out of his hug.
"Oh, that's all right. Besides, I'm the commander of this base. Besides, you're shivering; you could use some warmth from Mr. Dekkie," was all he said as he tightened his hug even more.
If this keeps up, I'll never get out of his tight hug. I guess I'll just endure it for now.
"Nice catch, commander," was the response of one of the soldiers.
I heard various shouts of approval, but the one that stood out was:
"Bet ya glad we caught this pretty thing eh?"
"They...they caught me?" was all I could say, looking at Dearka in the eyes, hoping for a response.
"What am I to you, some kind of trophy?"
"Hey look, there's the doors to my quarters," said Dearka, obviously avoiding the question.
"You haven't answered my question," trying to confront him the harshest tone I could muster up.
"Well, you're not going to get an answer," said Dearka, all seriously.
"Besides, here are my quarters. Since I am in charge, I got the biggest room that there was," said Dearka, opening the door and helping her get in.
-=Dearka's Quarters=-
Milly's POVHis room was, sure enough, the biggest I had ever seen in my life. Even my room in Heliopolis was never this big.
Wow, Dearka has it good in his life.
Then there was his bed.
It's so...it's so... it's so huge! You could fit 10 people and there would be plenty of room!
"Hey, why are you trying to get me to your bed?" I said as he was pushing me in the direction of the bed.
"Because...that's where I have to give you something," said Dearka with a small smile.
"Oh...okay I guess," was what I said as he got me sitting on the edge of his bed.
All of a sudden, he was fumbling around in his nightstand.
"Ok Milly, close your eyes and give me your hand...I have a gift for you," said Dearka, in a suspicious tone.
"Oh...su...sure,"
I felt him grab my hand, oh so warm.
Then he moved his hand up to my elbow and started holding it tightly.
All of a sudden, I felt a hard piercing pain on my bicep and then I felt something being injected into me.
This is weird, what kind of gift is he giving me? I'm just going to open my eyes and..."Why is there a needle in my arm?" was what I said as I pulled away from his grip.
Bad idea. With the needle still in my arm only intensifies the pain.
"Just stay still, I'll get the needle out," said a calm Dearka, pulling the needle out of my arm.
"There, feel any better," asked Dearka in a sincere voice.
"Well, I feel better knowing that I don't have a needle in my arm," is what I said as I rubbed my arm where the needle once was.
"Not what I meant; do you feel that you can move better?"
"Hey... yes I can, what was in the needle?"
"The antidote to the tranquilizer my soldiers gave you"
"You call 'giving me an injection' a gift? What do you call a shootout, a party?" [3]
"Anyhow, here's the real gift," said Dearka, handing me a small wrapped box.
"So I can open it," I said cautiously.
"Relax Milly, it's an actual gift I got for you a while back,"
"How far is 'while back'?"
"Four years...I bought it four years ago,"
"You bought it during the war?"
"Just open it," said an impatient Dearka.
So I opened it...slowly (just to irritate him even more). When I finally saw what was in the box I was overjoyed.
"It's a teddy bear...wearing a Zaft Pilot suit. Really, thank you,"
I literally didn't know what to say, I am at a loss for words. It's so cute. It even feels nice when I hug it.
"So... will you still help me on what I want?" asked Dearka.
He sounds urgent. I guess whatever he wants must really need my help.
"Okay I guess, after all you have been nice to me so far,"
"Okay, before you say no, hear me out," asked Dearka in a very serious tone
"I said I'd do it. I guess you do need my help if you're begging to me"
"Okay...I want you...and me...too...have...a...a..."
"A what? Come on, spill it out already,"
Dearka then inhaled a gulp of air.
Oh...I wonder what he wants.
"I want to have a baby...with you," was what he said, like his life depended on it.
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So...now that Dearka has revealed his plans, will Milly go along with it, or will she try to get out of it, hopefully alive?
Or does Dearka have something else in mind?
Stay tuned and find out!
On Chapter 3: Ulterior Motives
Now, I shall start writing, as a week after I posted this chapter (if I did it right, this should go with Chapter 1 when I upload on on the same day)
[1]- "Turtle-looking suit" is the Providence without it's mobile bits (I dunno it's actual name). Plus it looks like a turtle when you can only see the back.
[2]- What? I figured he could use a nickname
[3]- Yes, I know. Lame. I'm not that much of a humorist.