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A/N: There's nothing to bad except for a little smut in the beginning between Maria and Fayt. There's some CliffxNel, but that's about it. Sorry about the late update though, I didn't know what to write. It wasn't because I didn't get good reviews and I wanted to update really badly but nothing came out of my head. ): But I finished this part at 4AM:P

PART 10

Maria climbed upon Fayt's body, slowly. He siphoned away from her, smirking, gently rubbing the soft warm area of her body.

She felt in the heat growing in the lower of her body. She whimpered, "Please Fayt, stop doing that to me, I want you so bad. I love you so much."

He walked toward her, placing a passionate kiss upon her lips, setting himself in position to enter her already horribly wet and warm body. He mumbled in to her ear, "If that is what you wish."

"I do…"

He set his tip at her edge, ready to start thrusting in and out of her. He held her body tight to his for a moment and asked to simple questions, "Do you want this?" and "Will this hurt?" The second implying if she was a virgin or not.

She hoarsely whispered in his ear, "Of course but it will not hurt me, not anymore."

He didn't care if she wasn't a virgin, now she had to be his, as did the urging feeling behind his eyes told him so.

She had closed her eyes for the first sign of him pushing his cock into her pussy but there came nothing and a wave of ice hit her, when nothing came.

Nel was taken by surprise at his words and her thoughts immediately brought her back to her dream, more as dream's.' She became worried in fear of what she might have said aloud for no one had usually watched her sleep except for he and Albel.

"What did I say in my dream?" She said nervously, hinting worry in her voice.

He began slowly, almost a calm before the storm, something that scared her more then anything Albel had ever said even if it was said coolly.

"Ya know, I've been sitting here and watching you for some time, now. And you didn't wake up once. I guess, I should start at the beginning and what you said first. You said Albel's name in your sleep, among other things. It's not been the first time either, I ignored it the first couple times since you were jus' getting over him. Then just now when you said his name, you moaned a bit after that. From what in your dreams, I don't really want to know, but what I wanna know is if you love me."

She froze at the end of his speech. She opened her mouth to explain, finding her voice quickly but she inwardly scowled at the tiredness and how little confidence was in it, "I had a dream in which Albel and I had a child. He-."

"I don't want to here this," interrupted Cliff quickly. He turned to walk away from her, already making quick strides to the door.

Even in her slight state of tiredness, her speed was still quite unmatched as she beat Cliff to the door, leaning upon it, "No, you will hear my explanation."

"Now, as I stated, the first part of my dream was of Albel and I as if we had continued our future together, a single child to us." She paused to watch the unchanging expression upon Cliff's face.

"Yeah and I know how this ends. You starting have a fuck time with Albel, I don't need to hear the rest. I just have one question for ya. Did you ever love me or was I just some in between before you got your little Glyphian knight back?" He said, ready to lift Nel from the ground to leave if he had to.

She was taken aback by his cutthroat words. She didn't know what to say, being put in the situation she had to choose right then. Her voice was lost on the way up as she choked up, "Just here me out, listen the rest of my dream…" Those words used to prolong it for she worried of what to say now.

Creeping down the hallway lit by the moonlight seeping through the windows, a door slowly opened. Down the small road paved with stones, passed the small shops she crept. Keeping her hand over her mouth, she refused to let noise escape from her lips for enough was coming out of her scurries.

A smile was upon her face, just as the giggles came to her lips but she stopped them. The small glow of warmth came from out of one of the building's windows. She peered in, seeing a figure working on metal in the hearth of the fires, little flames escaping the containment of iron, coal stirring the hot pieces that flew out on.

She opened the door to the building, still holding her hand over her mouth. She tried to keep quite quiet but she had seemed to be heard.

For the figure rose, the shadows of the small fire cast long figures of the person against the walls, "Why are you here, wench?"

"So you heard me?" She asked, sadly.

"Don't pester me with stupid questions," he replied swiftly.

"Fine, then I'll change the subject," she said matter-a-factly.

He made no other comment but merely just turned around, sitting upon the stool to return to his work upon his sword.

She took this positively, pulling up another seat next to him by the heat of the flames, "Sooo…how are you, Albel?"

"Stupid question, wench," He growled dangerously low.

Her voice piped up softly immediately, "Oh ok, how are you and Nel, you two looked like you loved each other. It was so sweet… The two warriors from opposite sides of the war falling in love… Romantic…" She sighed out her last words.

"Are you blind, wench? There is certainly no such thing is love, merely strong admiration of power that bond together. Nel…" Trailing on the word familiar on his tongue from the overuse in their lust for each other, "…could not handle the power such as mine so she fell into the pool of the weak hearted."

"Well, I love Fayt…and I thought he loved me. Isn't that proof enough that love exists?" Sophia asked tentatively.

Albel whipped his head to the side, his molten orbs, burning into her soft sage eyes, "It is, Fayt fell in to love, as you call it, with the other blue haired worm, but no surprise, she had more power then you, as you can see it is I who am right and not your fragile and dreamlike theories."

She hung her head, chestnut tresses hiding her green eyes. Tears fell upon her lap, "That's…not true…it's not…"

Nel shook her head, pushing him back so that he was sitting on the bed and she leaned upon the door, "You are wrong. I had a second dream, which was graced by your presence, another dream of a 'could' be future. There were three children; two beautiful twin boys who looked just like their father and a daughter who had the crystal blue eyes of her father. It was a very beautiful dream, a fantasy that I would like to make reality, especially with their father."

Cliff's eyes almost believed her but soon became very skeptical, "Nel, you really need to stop lying to yourself and to me. It ain't good for you."

Her intake of breath was dangerously slow, "You need to understand, I lo…" She stopped; her tongue was about roll out the last few syllables of a dangerous phrase she feared. There was no stopping her now, now that she had said the beginning.

"What's that you were saying? Nel you need to speak up." Cliff said eyeing her carefully, listing intently, just to make sure her words were as what he thought, hoped they were.

"Cliff, I love you," She said with a quick clear of her throat.

A loving embrace that she longed for from him warmly greeted these words. His caring manner wrapped her nervousness, but she felt this was what she needed for now. Her legs finally gave out, as did her strength when she was welcomed into his hold.

She was leaned upon the bed once more, eyes closed in a semi-conscious state.

Cliff's body hovered over hers, pressing his lips softly into hers and just quickly licked the edge of her lips with the flick of his tongue.

A smile crossed Nel's face; her hand moved slowly from beneath the cover placed upon her to grasp the comfort that was Cliff's grip.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, I don't even know what happened." He said with a shudder. In a rush he only grabbed his bottom attire and fled out the door.

His chest was bare, open to nature's cold night winds. He bowed his head, cerulean hair falling in front of his eyes. There was a tremble in his hands but not from the icy biting of the cool air.

He sat on the porch, head in his hands, the rocks, being crushed beneath the weight and force of his confusion.

Fayt shook his head, "Nothing adds up. I don't know anything anymore…I couldn't control myself…my resolve was entire lost when Maria just looked at me."

He trembled in fear of what he felt were his emotions at the time of Maria's presence. He gazed out at the ominous forest, sighing.

'What do I do? When I'm around Maria…I just want to take her right then and there. Just the mere look into her mystical green eyes unlocks urges that I never thought I had until. She wants it as much as I do…but I couldn't handle it if something happened, it's just too soon. I can't go back in there; I'll probably completely go through with it. I can't believe what she's doing to me. It's like my emotions are at her whim, her every command, and it's like she wants me to beg and I do, but she wants it just as much…

This never happened with Sophia. Everything just seemed easier around her, nothing was quite as confusing, and she made things simple. Everything little thing seemed to please her or make her happy and I never had to suffer like this because it was the smaller things that meant something to her. I could count on her for everything, and she always cheered me up…

Sophia…I was supposed to tell her something at the start of the trip to Elicoore II… I can't think about it correctly right now…It doesn't matter because right now my problem is how to deal with my emotions.

But then again…maybe that's why it's called stealing your heart. When you can't control your emotions and that's why you are drawn to those that are so much harder. I used to think as long as Sophia was there, that would be all there was, and that was all I needed. But with Maria, she's just so different and serious; I know she would never be kidding with me. I don't know what it is, but just the sight of her drives my hormones and affection and attention.

I know what I want to do and all the things I would like to… but there's always something that holds me back and I can't. I can get so close to actually accomplishing all the desires and ideas I have when Maria's around but there's a barrier that just stops me. It sounds weird but something stronger like what is right is stopping me. It's probably because growing up with Sophia and our families; they've influenced me to have sex after marriage. Yeah…that's probably it.'

He continued thinking awhile. He had barred the door on the outside to keep Maria inside so that he would be assured his time alone with her appearance and distraction by what was inside him.

He could hear her getting up and pacing around, even trying at the door once. He decided he would not go inside until he figured out a way to at least help his problem in resolving itself.

He growled, "Wench, stop crying." He held his claw above her head angrily. The blade was too far into the hearth to use as another threaten.

She sniffled, "It can't be true though…" Her sage eyes met his crimson orbs, tears streaming out of hers merely staring into the glaring blood drenched depths.

Albel looked more ominous in the dim lighting, dark hair shadowing pieces of his face, but unfortunately for her, she only looked my pitiful and weak in his eyes.

Sophia stood up, "Albel Nox, it's not true. There is such thing as love. You love or at least loved Nel. And they're not theories, you just have to find someone that matters that much to you and you'll feel worry or jealously, that kind pain, which is worse then fighting. And then you'll get the proof that's enough!"

He merely sat upon the stool, watching her almost bored. He found it quite amusing that she was trying to loom over him and she was taller then him, only because he was sitting.

He disclosed no answer to her words, finally receiving the quiet silence to metalwork in piece for she still waited politely for any response he would have. Truth be told, he had none except to laugh at her, but he would not sacrifice the valuable to time so that she would only continue to speak.

"Hmph, you have nothing to say?" She said carefully, only getting silence. "Then I must be right and you've finally agreed with me."

There was smile that returned to her face and an air of playful all knowingness.

He bowed his head low, making the shadows even darker and more dangerous as if there were black secrets behind that face. His submerged his sword within the icy water to cool and he stood up, facing her.

Only a dark smirk could be seen in the bits of light that filled the workshop, clawed digits flexing and unfolding.

She was a delicate trembling figure within his sharp shadow.

And with haste in a movement he pinned her against the wall with his claw, staring straight in to her eyes. He was surprised the moment he attempted to lift her and with it came great ease. He held the balance of her life within his hands, a pleasure he found from so many he had slain. He cocked his head to the side, licking his lips for a moment.

His voice was low of a deadly whisper, glaring at her with the poison daggers of his eyes, "Weak wench, do not speak, it tinges my nerves with annoyance. Lips serve no preferable purpose in useless speech."

A/N: Again sorry about the late update. ;.;

I thank you all for the wonderful reviews. When I read them, I was really pleased. Since I got kinda long reviews, I wanted to reply to some of them in detailed but I did all the ones I got for chpt 9 anyways.

Macky - Albel/Nel is too much. There's no fun reading it when everyone uses it.

Choppi- I like anon. I was just stating something that I noticed at the time. Rock on:P

Cliff's Girl - Don't worry, FaytxSophia's not dead in this fanfic.

Zephyrus - Long review Lots of complements and thank you very much. bows You're really too kind.

NelZelpher88 - It's ok, I forgive you. Not that you needed to be forgiven of anything.

Locomoco, Virus Zero, Zero - Thank you.

By the way, I'm warning you that the next chapter might have lots of AlbelxSophia fluff or something, or at least something. Just so you know...

That was long...thank's for reading and please review. 3