The Day I Died.
Chapter 7. Shelter for the night.
Seymour was quite a sight with his new, borrowed, uniform. Standing at the grand height of 187 centimetres, with his dark robes flowing in the wind, and his broad shoulders and masked face, made him look exactly like one good, strong Inquisitor. For once, Yuna was happy to have him as her companion, knowing that Seymour was more than able to defend her from the menace of those soldiers, who seemed posses a thirst for her blood.
The sky was velvety blue, and the deep, surrounding darkness crept silently over Luca and the Dream Team. Just in the outskirts of the city, Yuna stopped her walk, and lifted her head to look at the serene sky, where the first stars already made their appearance, and casted their bright shine to Yuna as to bless her coming journey.
"My Lady? What is the matter?" Seymour asked, and his brows were furrowed with worry. Indeed an act, which he rarely committed.
"Oh? It's nothing, I just had this weirdest of feelings, that our journey would be far longer than we would expect. Call it a "bad feeling", if you wish." Yuna shrugged, and lifted her eyes to meet Seymour's lilac ones.
"I…see." Seymour stated with the blankest of voices he could utter. He almost startled from the sight of her beautiful eyes, and her look, it was so…pretty, so to speak. Seymour knew, that Yuna was not like the other summoners, so very unlike other women, and this made him to choose her as his "pillar of strength", his Lady Summoner, so that he could become her Final Aeon.
Even before his sending, he had created some kind of feelings for her, and it certainly was not supposed to be part of his plan…it made him weak. And it shall not happen now, at the brink of his plan's succeeding. This was his second chance to attain power.
She would not mess it up.
"And honestly…you don't need to call me "Lady". I'm just me! I'm just Yuna." She added a second later, and for the first time she had this genuine smile in her lips. And her eyes…they didn't show any kind of hatred or repulsion for Seymour, quite the contrary, actually. They were filled with friendliness and joy.
"For Yevon, my mother and everything else which are holy to me…make her stop!
I can't stand her face… which is really beautiful, in fact. …Arrgh!" And his firm thoughts of his future glory just went down the mental sewer of his mind as Yuna continued to smile her heart-warming and emotionally melting smile.
"O-Oh. Oh…If you want me to…call you by your real name, then that is more than fine." Seymour nodded once as he spoke, to cover his face, which seemed to glow with the lack of confidence. It was almost impossible to others from ten-mile radius not to notice his storming feelings. Well, at least Seymour thought it was highly possible…and he dreaded to show his true emotions.
"Seymour?…you are stuttering. Are you sure you aren't coming down to something?" Yuna asked with worry, and in the instant Seymour's head jolted back to glare her petite figure.
"What? No? No! It is highly doubtful." Seymour answered with slightly more harshness in his tone than he intended. Naturally, leaving Yuna only to lift her brows at him.
"Well…if you say so."
"I do." Came the quick reply, and the whole party fell to an uncomfortable silence soon later. So, the rest of their journey to meet this "Lord" was strolled in silence.
Not so long after Seymour's heart twisting and mind confusing experience with this petite woman, night was more than ready to rumble over their heads in the serene sky. And not so slowly, darkness consumed the three moving figures. It was time to seek for shelter for the night.
"I think it is time to go to bed, don't ye think so too?" Karis, known as well as The-rather-short-and-annoying-man, blurted with enthusiasm as they continued their un-spoken pact of silence as they strolled past the plains. "And I personally don't care what you think. We have to continue our journey to Bevelle, where you said this Lord of yours resided." Seymour stated, not pausing to see the other two, which had ceased the tiresome walk already.
"I think that Karis is right, Seymour. We really should find an Inn for the night. Besides, we could get lost in this highway at this hour." Yuna spoke more kindly, as if to continue the man's thoughts, and Seymour stopped on his tracks and turned to look at her. ""To get lost"? Don't you think that it's kind of difficult for us to get lost, when the road goes only…hmm…let's see…forward?" Seymour lifted his brows sceptically and smiled slightly at her. "This was starting to get amusing…" Seymour thought and watched as she impatiently shifted her weight from one foot to another. "As much as I enjoy your endless and snappy sarcasm, Seymour, I really would like to rest my tired legs, you see." Yuna sighed, and literally rolled her eyes at him.
That was indeed an act, what had not been seen before!
"As you wish, my fair Lady." Seymour smirked and bowed, voice seeping with sarcasm. "Seymour! I thought I told you not to use me as your target for your clever remarks. I am tired, and I wish to go to bed sometime in this century." Although her words were lecturing, she had a small smile playing in her lips again.
Seymour chuckled and nodded approvingly.
So they began their stroll to the nearest Inn, which was located near the Mushroom Rocks. Not very long after, they reached the Inn, which was near the place…
"-Where Yuna and I met for the first time." Seymour smiled slightly remembering their first encounter with each other. Completely clueless of this, Yuna and Karis walked in to the Inn, and finding himself alone, Seymour quickly followed them to the small house.
"I'm sorry, lady, but it looks like that there aren't three rooms vacant at this time. However, it looks that two of our rooms are not occupied, so if you can be so kind, you can always share these two rooms." The Innkeeper remarked politely, as Yuna asked for free rooms. The three of them shared a meaningful glance.
"So…someone have to share his own room…." Karis drawled.
"…With someone else?" Yuna finished his sentence.
"Which would prove rather difficult…." Yuna continued…
"…As there is a woman in the party."…Seymour helped.
As Karis was standing in the other side of the room, Yuna tugged Seymour's sleeve slightly. As Seymour turned to face her, Yuna was blushing with a slight embarrassment.
"Seymour….? I really don't want to share my room with him…he is a bit weird." Yuna whispered and turned to look at Karis who was happily observing a small butterfly in the window, clearly oblivious of their conversation.
"I know…Yuna." Seymour murmured, and his hand crept to her shoulder to give a slight, reassuring squeeze.
Yuna startled, and turned to the Innkeeper, who was patiently waiting for their reply.
"Lady? We have made our decision. We shall take these rooms." She smiled brightly, and turned to face the two men."Everyone…I am going to share my room with Seymour. Karis can have a room of his own." Yuna said, and a faint blush crept in to her cheeks again.
"You are going to sleep…" Karis said slowly, not believing his ears.
"…with me?" Seymour finished, dumbfounded.
"Yes." One word, and it was more than enough to make Seymour's heart to beat faster. Preventing hyperventilating and the stuttering, which would take over his speech again, he just nodded and found it incredibly difficult to move to the door of his room.Yuna walked to front of the door, and gestured Seymour to come as well.
Yuna did not need to ask twice.
Karis´ brows furrowed deeply. "So, there really is going on something between those two, just like I guessed. …This could get interesting." And with this thought, he stormed to his own room and slammed the door firmly.
An awkward silence fell in Seymour and Yuna´s room, in the second Seymour shut the door. Not sure what to do, Seymour simply stood in the doorstep, giving a quick glance around their small room. There was a simple table, and a chair in front of it, and a bed in the corner.
A small bed.
The bed, being the essential tool for sleeping, was big enough to let them both lay in it, and small enough to prevent the two of them to keep their own space. In Seymour's eyes, the bed gradually began to shrink smaller enough to let the girl sleep in it alone.
"I am so tired, that I could just crash into the bed and sleep happily like a Shoopuff…Aren't you tired too?" Yuna´s simple question brought Seymour back in to the reality, and he managed to look at her just in time to witness her yawn. And stretch. "And starting to remove her clothes?!" Seymour stared at her with wide eyes.
"What are you doing?" Came a small, trembling question. Yuna gave him an odd look, and continued to remove her belt, obi, and a second later it fell to the floor with all the grace what a yellow obi can produce. "Well, it would be convenient not to sleep with all your garments, isn't it? And speaking of clothes, why are you still fully dressed?" She asked, and Seymour noticed how attractive she looked with a faint blush on her cheeks.
But her shy flush was nothing compared to Seymour's colourful face, as the idea of sleeping with her finally dawned on him.
"I…err…I-I can nap in the chair. Yes! It is very convenient place to regain one's strength!" Seymour quickly found an excuse that he thought to be splendid. "You mean that small wooden chair, which is looking ready to fall apart in any moment under your weight?" Yuna asked and glanced at him sceptically.
"Well, I…Ahh…I can sleep in the floor!" He answered, and just Yuna was about to cut in, Seymour managed to mumble another excuse, which he thought to be absolutely fantastic! Well, at least in his present mental state it WAS an absolutely fantastic idea…
"N-No, never mind about that! I don't need to sleep at all! Yes, that's right! Ahh…I'm in perfect condition right now. Yes, I really, really am." He was starting to feel a little hysteric, and the reason for his given state was now standing right in front of him!
"I understand that you feel awkward, embarrassed even, to sleep next to me…but you must understand. I did not want to sleep with Karis. He has started to give me…" Yuna started to speak with an apologising tone, and Seymour soon got the idea.
"…odd looks?" He finished her sentence, and Yuna nodded.
"However, your behaviour is actually quite ridiculous. You seem to avoid sleeping at all cost!
I know that I am not the most dashing woman out there, but for Yevon´s sake, this is getting…weird. A week ago you were ready to marry me, now it is difficult enough for you to stay long in the same room with me!" Yuna was glaring daggers at him, and Seymour realized why she was ready bounce off the walls.
Seymour had questioned her womanly appearance, so to speak.
However, Seymour was a man, and men can be quite daft on that subject sometimes.
"Now, take off your robes and come to sleep. I do not want you to catch a cold when you sleep in that cold, stony floor." The tone of her voice did not leave any chance for protest, so Seymour gave up with his futile attempts to save himself from embarrassment. He lowered his hood, and he had to stop for a moment to control his fierce heart from pounding so fast. Seymour was almost sure that Yuna was able to hear his heart's loud beating.
Now he opened the buckle of his black robes. Very slowly, with trembling hands, he started to remove his undershirt, and in the same time, Yuna was also taking off her white shirt, and her black boots.
Seymour's new robes and his shirt were now a mere heap on the floor, and he started to remove his boots. In the same time, Yuna was standing next to him wearing nothing more than her black top and her white panties. This had been a difficult decision for her. She decided to remove her skirt, although she resented the idea of sleeping next to a man who had tried to kill her no less than a week ago. But, sleeping with your long skirt on had been a silly idea from the start.
And the High Summoner Yuna would not allow him to think herself as a daft and silly little woman! So, in the end, it all came down to matter of pride and honour.
A small voice in the back of Seymour's head commanded him to take off his trousers as well.
His shaking hands now got lost to the buckle of his trousers.
But realizing that his black trousers were the only thing that prevented him to NOT to go wild with the following freedom, Seymour was wise enough to not get carried too away…but as he lifted his eyes to Yuna´s slender body, every thought he may have had in his head was now flushed off, leaving room in his head for complete bliss.
Forgetting the ability to speak, Seymour simply had a dreamy look on his face, as Yuna´s cheeks were now changing with every shade of red as possible.
As she lifted her eyes off from his quite muscular chest, which was covered with beautiful tattoos, she could do nothing but gasp.
"What happened to your hair?" Yuna asked with eyes wide open.
Seymour's tall, pointy locks of cerulean blue hair had been cut off, and the rest was now combed carefully backwards, to his neck. The rest of his hair was normal, slightly long, blue hair was covering his ears and his hair ran down the neck as usually.
After successfully regaining the control of his mouth, Seymour had to answer.
"I decided to cut those things off, because they didn't allow me to hide under a hood.
And… they were annoying." He simply stated and remembering his lack of clothing, quickly disappeared under the covers of their bed. Sighing, Yuna soon went to bed as well.
After a long moment of silence, Seymour turned to his left side only to meet Yuna´s back. "Yuna, I think that…oh?" Seymour soon concluded that she was deeply asleep already, judging by her deep and steady breathing. He carefully observed her fair and flawless skin, and her lovely scent of lavender slowly consumed his mind only leaving the need to protect this beautiful woman.
A thought popped into his mind. This was his first time to sleep in a same bed with a woman. Not once did he have any nightly visitors in his chambers; It was not a matter of being lonely or different, but he never had learned to trust anyone enough to enjoy their…kindness.
And the image of Her in her revealing underwear was not easily to getting rid of. The chocolate waves of her hair, her creamy white skin, the curve of her hips, everything of this was enough to drive him mad.
She was right there, right in front of him, and yet…he could not touch her.
It would have ruined everything.
Suddenly, Yuna turned herself to other side, and in the end, Seymour founded himself staring right into her closed eyes. He was so close to her, that he could almost feel her steady breathing against his face.
This only strengthened his thoughts and his burning need to touch her felt almost crushing.
Yuna, completely oblivious from all of this, did not feel his hot breath fasten, as he got closer to her. And she was completely unaware of his hand in her lower back to captivate her into his embrace. Seymour suddenly backed off from her a little, as he felt the pressure in his groin growing too much to take, and he had to do everything not to cry out his desire for her.
He had not expected this. How can she affect him like this? He had to control his emotions…but only how? Seymour could not create any kind of feelings for her, it would make only the work to achieve his goal harder and the pain for losing her in the end would be too great.
"Ignore the girl.
If she gets in your way, hurt her if you have to.
....The plans are going fine. "
The familiar voice, heard so may times before, spoke to him again.
A/N: Ahh, the suspense….
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