Sorry people, I just got a chance to update this, because my computer broke...So, this chapter sucks and I can't edit it because I'm on a school computer and don't have time...I'm just lucky that I saved this chapter onto my floppy disk before my computer crashed! XP yay for me!
Anyways, here is my crappy chapter!
Adonis smiled down at Avila, trying to brush off the fact that he had his arm Wrapped around her waste. "Adonis! I can walk by myself." Avila pushed his arm away and smiled up at him. "But thank you...With out you...My baby probably still wouldn't be in my womb." Avila bowed her head in respect, knowing that her thanks wasn't enough. She didn't know how to repay the man, especially since he saved the one last thing tying her to Bakura.
"No need to thank me Avila. It was nothing at all. And I'm glad to see you all smiles today. I take it you're relieved to be off the boat?" He raised a golden brow in question, a small knowing smile turning the corners of his lips. "Of course. I don't think I would have lasted another day on that rickety old piece of shi-"
"Ah! A lady should never say such words!" Adonis cried, covering her mouth with his hand. Avila blinked in surprise then pushed his hand away. "Adonis. I thought you would have figured out by now, that I'm not like most women. I will say what I please, when I please. Such as, I think the Pharaoh is a good for nothing son of a jackass, who's shit, is more worth worshiping then him!" Adonis cringed at the words, and then shook it off. "I should have known. Very well then, say what you please." He gave a low chuckle then lightly gripped her elbow, leading her down the ramp as if she were to fall at any moment.
"Adonis. I am capeable of walking you know." Avila muttered, yanking her arm away from his grasp once again. She lifted her head into the air, stubbornness set in her posture, and began to power walk down the remaining plank. "Avila! Wait!" Kuni cried, rushing after Avila's form. Avila hadn't heard her friend over the commotion still set on proving she was well enough to walk on her own. "Avila! Wait! Bakura!" Kuni began to wave her arms wildly, hoping to catch her friend's attention.
"Don't worry." Malik smirked, pulling back on Kuni's shoulders. "He'll go to her..." He whispered, pointing out Bakura, who was advancing towards her with long angry strides.
"Alright! I get it now...you like to be independent." Adonis cried, rushing after Avila's form. Avila gave a triumphant smile and turned to face him. "I'm glad you finally realized that Adonis...you really can be bright if you want to. I thought it was just normal for men to be idiots." Adonis raised a brow in response, then broke into a smile as well.
"Well...the young lady has a sharp tongue. Most impressive." Adonis looked down at her with admiring eyes, and Avila knew right away what his thoughts were. She was in all sense single, and about to have a child. If her suspicions were right, he planned on stepping in and supporting her in her time of need. Avila shook her head and turned away from him.
"No Adonis...It won't work..." She whispered, before taking another step away from him. "What? What do you mean it won't work?" Adonis asked, as if he knew the subject right away. He lightly grabbed her elbow and spun her around so she faced him.
"I'm in love with a dead man, Adonis...he may never come back to me, but I still love him. No matter what. I have vowed to never fall in love again. I'm sorry." Avila stared up at him with hard green eyes, determined to show him she had no feelings for him. "I see..." he whispered, still holding her elbow.
She glanced at his facial expression, noting that his jaw was clamped shut and his eyes were hard and cold. "Avila...I-" Adonis was cut off, when an arm reached out and knocked his hand off of Avila's arm, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her backwards. "Avila shrieked in panic and began to lash out with her legs. "let me down!" She screamed, digging her nails into the bronzed arm wrapped around her waist. Suddenly she was placed on her feet and shoved backwards, causing her to lose sight of Adonis behind a large figure with white hair. White hair? Avila gasped as she noticed the choppy, uneven powder white hair.
His name lingered on her lips, a breath away from being uttered. She wanted it to be him, so bad. But she was afraid that if she did say his name, he would vanish into a puff of smoke. A dream. Just like when she thought she had seen him on the horse, holding her close and safely. She was just waiting for him to disappear.
"I don't like it when others touch my property." He growled, staring Adonis down with red brown eyes. Death was etched in them, daring Adonis to make a move. Just looking at Bakura told you he was thirsting for blood. He held his sword in his hand, at the ready, waiting for the right moment to strike him down. Adonis looked from Avila to Bakura and sucked in his breath. "You must be the man she was talking about..." He muttered, running a shaky hand through his hair.
He had never fought before with a blade, so he knew he was in for it. He was hoping that this, 'lover' would accept his apology and allow him to leave peacefully. Adonis glanced up into the stern face of the man, and knew instantly that his thoughts were wrong. There was no mercy in the mans eyes, and he held a pretty tight grip on the hilt of his sword.
Avila, still stunned, took a step forward, wanting to see the face of this new comer. She had this weird feeling in the pit of her stomach, telling her that this was the man, this was her lover, Bakura. She reached her hand out, half expecting to touch air and not the fluffy white locks. She sucked in her breath when she came in contact with the strands, the silky powder white hairs sliding through her fingers. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself. It was him. No one else had white hair, unless they were old.
Avila felt her head swim with relief and wonder, causing her to tumble forward. But she could care less. He was here, here with her. And she planned on keeping it that way. Bakura gritted his teeth as he felt her light fluttery touch against his neck. It sent a shiver down his spine, which raised the hairs on the back of his neck. He could smell her feminine fragrance wafting around him, filling his nostrils and causing his knees to buckle. But he couldn't show his weakness. He pushed the thought of her from his mind, staring at Adonis while he gathered his thoughts together.
Just the sight of him wrapped around his woman made his blood boil. And it didn't help any that Avila hadn't acted all too violent. It almost looked as if she was enjoying it. Now he felt her hand move down his neck, touching and caressing his brown skin. He was tempted to turn around and attack her with his lips, claiming what he wanted. But he resisted the urge and continued to stare at the pale man in front of him. " You don't seem to understand..." Adonis began after a moment of acquired silence.
Bakura just gave a grunt and continued to stare him down. Adonis gave a sigh and ran his hand through his hair once again, trying to calm his nerves. Bakura opened his mouth, ready to retort at the pale man once again, when Adonis shouted in alarm. "Catch her!" Bakura spun around quickly, barely catching Avila in his arms. He furrowed his brow as he watched the smile on her face spread and her eyes flutter shut. He gave a growl, then tossed a look at Adonis.
"This isn't over…" And with that said, he swopped Avila into his arms, and briskly walked off, heading towards a frantic Kuni and smirking Malik. "Long time no see…How was hell?" Malik asked, still holding Kuni back with one of his arms. Bakura merely grunted and shoved passed his friend. "Let's find a place to sleep tonight…" he barked over his shoulder. "And make sure that blonde guy follows...I'm not finished with him yet..." And with that, he stalked off, planning who know's what in that psychotic head of his.
Kuni glanced from a pale, shakingAdonis to inraged, stompingBakura and gave a heavy sigh. "See?" Malik asked as Bakura's figure faded into the crowd. "He's pissed!"
Bakura kicked open the inn door and slowly walked through the door way, watching Avila's head and making sure he didn't bang it into anything. He strode to the counter and searched for the inn keeper. "Ello. May I elp you?" A young woman who looked to be around her late teens, appeared behind the counter. She had long black hair and dark brown almond shaped eyes.
Bakura looked her up and down then shifted Avila in his arms. "I need two rooms…" The girl raised a brow in confusion then merely shrugged. "Right zis way…" She gave a light smile, then walked around the counter, leading Bakura towards the stairs.
Bakura didn't feel like waiting for Malik or Kuni. He wanted to get in that room where he and Avila would be alone. No blonde man. No annoying Kuni. And no taunting Malik.
"Here is one of zee rooms…" The girl motioned to the opened door and smiled. "You can place zee girl down and I shall show you to zee room for you."
Bakura just shoved past her, shutting the door behind him, right into her astonishedface.
He turned to study the room and frowned in distaste. There was a simple wooden table in the corner, and a narrow cot in the middle of the room. Dust littered the place as if it was it's one decretive. Bakura strode to the cot and gently placed Avila down, making sure he didn't wake her. He stared down at her for a moment then took a step back, wanting her to wake, on her own of course. Half of him wanted to just shake her awake and ravish her here and now, but he restrained himself by moving his gaze to her stomach. He was glad that her stomach hadn't developed yet, otherwise, his night would be disappointing. (snicker)
He sat there, staring at her for about twenty minutes, watching her chest rise and fall.
Feeling like she was being watched (I hate that feeling), Avila slowly opened her eyes, blinking them into focus. She gasped as Bakura came into view and she bolted upright. "Bakura." She breathed, still not believe what she saw.
He was on her in a heart beat, pushing her back into the cot and grabbing at her clothes. Avila could barely breath, his weight was crushing her into the bed, immobilizing her. His mouth found her lips, crashing into hers with harsh demand, while his fingers fumbled with the tattered brown dress she wore. Avila stared up into his face, his eyes were closed and his hair fell into his face. After what seemed forever she pulled away, gasping for air.
"Bakura!" She choked, trying to wiggle away from him to catch her breath. Bakura grabbed her hips and stopped her movement, which only seem to cause him more pain then anything else. (If you catch my drift…I don't feel like being too dirty right now XD)
Avila felt a shiver run up her body as his large warm hands touched her. It had been so long since she had felt him, and wanted to cherish this moment. But she would not have himso demanding!
"Bakura! Don't be so rough…" She barked, trying once again to move out from under him. "Avila…I said no other men…" was his only reply as he held onto her with an iron grip. Avila's eyes grew wide in response and blinked in confusion. "Men? I was with no other men!" She glared up at him. "What the hell are you implying!" She tore at his fingers, but to no avail.
Bakura ignored her with a gruntand returned back to his task of undressing her. Avila grew angry, her face flaming. She smacked athis hands and shoved at his chest. "What are you implying Bakura!" She indeed want him to make love to her, but not if he was thinking what she thought he was thinking.
He didn't reply, he grabbed her wrist with one of his large hands and shoved them above her head into the mattress. Avila gasped and began to twist beneath him fiercely. "Bakura…What are you implying!" She wanted the answer, even though she had a pretty good feeling she already knew.
"That man!" Finally, he had barked the answer, the answer that Avila had some howexpected. ButBakura didn't wait for her reply, he tore the dress from her body and tossed it over his shoulder, not caring where it landed. Avila forgot all about the argument and stared up at him with glazed eyes. Her naked body pressed against his had her dazed, in a trance, and wanting more of what he offered. Her whole body began to tingle with a sensation she remembered.
With in seconds he was undressed as well and hovering over her nude body, devouring her with his eyes. Eating her alive with those brown orbs.
"Mine!" He moved his hands so they were entwined with hers, yet still pinning her down. Avila knew what was coming, and she could tell he was not going to be gentle. That was like asking for rain in a drought.
Bakura moved between her legs and took her harshly, not waiting for anything. Avila arched her back, squeezing his fingers that were clasped with her own. She had not expected such violent love making. (God! Bakura is saying 'hi' to his child! Poor child! He's being poked! XP Ech, I'm being dirty now!) She had wanted a gentle reunion, but some how knew that would not be.
Avila felt her body tense with pleasure and couldn't help but call out his name, loving the white hot heat surrounding her as he moved. It was as if he was stroking some inner fire, a fire that she had no idea would everbe quenched again. Stars began to float in her minds eye, dancing around her, beging her to come fly with the. And fly she did. Touching the flying embers with the tips of her fingers. His name came in gasps now, as the pace quickened and the heat intensafied.
She felt the climax approaching, squeezing his hips with her knees, closing her eyes and tossing her head back. "Bakura..."
Their bodies were one. Their breath. Their love. It was as if she was soaringwith him, reaching new heighs, touching what no man could touch in real life. Reaching a paradise that onlythey would ever reach.
"Bakura…" She moaned softly. Bakura felt her shudder beneath him, gritting his teeth as he found his own fulfillment. He collapsed on top of her, panting for air. Their bodies stuck together with sweat as they recovered from their love making. Violent love making at that.
Avila tugged her hands free and began to play with the damp strands of white hair sticking to his forehead. "There was no other man…Only you…Only you…" She whispered it over and over again, as if she was cooing him to sleep. After what seemed forever, he sat up and grabbed for her hand, bringing her to her feet. She blinked her eyes open from the sleep that called to her.
"Where are we going?" She asked, looking at him with curiosity. Bakura grinned and pulled her into his body, their heated flesh touching each other and once again sending shivers up and down her spine.
"We're going to try something new…" He whispered into her ear, pushing her towards the table in the corner. Avila's eyes widened. "The table!"
Bakura merely chuckled and continued to push her towards the rather unstable looking piece of wooden structure.
"If it breaks, which most likely it will, I'll catch you and slam you into the wall."
I know it was rather short, but like I've said, my computer broke, I have issues, and my mom wants me off the computer! Sorry!