Hey guys! sorry it tooksuch along time to post this chapter but 1st my computer wasn't working, then i finished the chapter and forgot to save it, so i had to write like half of it over again! ugh yea it was ridiculous!

Anywayz... i dunno kno if you guyz are gonna like this chapter but wutever... can't say that i didn't try. but hopefully u will like it. and just wanted to say againi know nothing about the illiad or greek myths... i know i should've done my 'research' but i just don't have that kind of time! All i know is i like the movie! lol

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Chapter Eight

The sun had almost set on the Greek camp, and night time was near. Briseis and Achilles were still nestled in the little hut, and the mood between them was good.

She had been elated when Achilles had told her how Troy had won a great victory yesterday and that the beaten and battered Greeks would not be going into battle that day. So Achilles and Briseis had spent the whole day together, minus a little time when Achilles had left to go converse with Patroclus. Briseis still had yet meet Achilles' young cousin, and she was a bit curious to meet the young soldier.

Her time spent with Achilles had gone well today, and she was gradually accepting the fact that she was slowly starting to enjoy his company. She had pretty much confessed to herself that she was physically attracted to him. There was no denying the way his intense blue eyes made her unconsciously blush, or that when he smiled she could undoubtedly feel her heart flutter. Yes, she was very much attracted to him. But how could she not be? Any woman with a pulse would be.

But she swore to herself that would never act on her supposed feelings. She couldn't. No matter how she looked at it, he was still her enemy… just an incredibly sexy one.

They were sitting across from one another on the sandy floor with the food tray sitting between them, as they ate some food that Eudorus had just brought for them.

It was pretty much silent as Achilles peeled a green apple and Briseis, who hadn't eaten pretty much all day, hungrily gorged herself on the food.

Achilles watched her with silent eyes, and smiled to himself. He had liked spending the day with her today, and he knew that she had liked it too. Briseis was such a complex person, and he wanted to know everything about her. Each moment he spent with her it seemed like he learned something new.

She had so much to offer, but he couldn't get enough of her; it seemed he always wanted to know more. He wanted to know what made her say the things she said, and how she felt about him, and if she still wanted to leave him and go back to Troy. He wanted to know it all.

He didn't understand his fascination with her nor did he really care. He just knew that he wanted to be near her.

He looked at her, and it looked as if she wanted to say something but was contemplating whether to say it or not. Achilles looked her for a minute longer, before returning his gaze back to his apple. He cut the apple into a couple of pieces, before casually slipping one into his awaiting mouth.

"I liked being here with you today…" Briseis confessed softly in a timid voice, making Achilles look up surprised at her sudden admission, figuring that that was what she had wanted to say. Briseis gave him a shy smile as her face turned a pretty pink. When his eyes met hers, she hurriedly looked down at her lap, not able to match his gaze. She couldn't believe that she had just said that.

"I liked being here with you too," he told her softly, as he hesitantly reached out his hand and gently lifted up her face and made her look at him. "Briseis… don't ever be afraid to tell me anything. I want to hear what you have to say." He told her in a gentle voice that Briseis would not expect to come from a great warrior.

"I'm not afraid to say anything…" she said slightly offended by his remark. "Rather… I just didn't know how to tell you. I just thought that you would like to know." She said, hurriedly making up an excuse. But in truth, she was a little nervous to confess such a thing to him. Achilles could see right through her and smiled at her nonetheless, as he dropped his hand from her supple cheek, and brought it back into his lap.

"Of course..." he said with a light smile, before eating another piece of the apple.

"Why do you have that little smile on your face?" she asked. "As if you know of something that I do not."

"I know that you're beautiful," he said in a husky voice and completely out of the blue, which Briseis did not expect at all. "But then again… you probably know that too." Briseis felt her cheeks get hot, and she tried to hide the smile that wanted to form on her face as she looked away.

"Don't say such things…" she said softly, even though she knew that she wished he would say things like that all day.

"It's true…" he trailed off tilting his head to the side; still looking at her. "Briseis… why don't you believe me when I tell you?" He asked her honestly.

But Briseis suddenly thought of something. 'This man probably has bed every girl in Greece, and here he is telling you that you're beautiful! Oh please, Briseis don't be a fool!' she thought bitterly to herself, as the wistful look on her face quickly fell away.

"I think I'm going to go to sleep, I'm tired." She said suddenly, before adding a clearly fake yawn for effect. Achilles looked at her confused at her abrupt abandonment, and the even more obvious fake yawn.

"But the sun has barely set," he said looking at her with uncertainty.

"Well it has been a long day," she said a little too defensively, before getting up and walking the short distance over to the bed. She pulled back the fur coverings before saying, "I would appreciate if you would let me sleep under the fur tonight, considering that you did so last night."

He looked up at her, and was shocked and confused at her behavior. It seemed every time the two took a step forward, she always made sure they took two steps back. He watched her lay down and pull the fur over her body, while settling peacefully into his bed. She didn't even bother to get an answer from him, and Achilles' jaw almost dropped when she even closed her eyes.

He slowly stood up and walked over to her. He stood directly over her and crossed his arms across his chest while looking down at her. Feeling his presence towering over her, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. The two shared a look, before Achilles gradually crouched down beside the bed. The two were inches apart, and Briseis' female senses kicked in when she smelled his nearness.

"What is it Briseis?" he asked her softly, but with much determination in his voice. "What is this about?"

She waited a second before answering. "What is what about?" she said, even though of course she knew what he was talking about.

"You know," he stated calmly, his voice never getting higher than a whisper. "We had a nice day today, and now you want to start acting funny. I'm tired of your little games."

"I don't know what you are talking about," she said dryly as she turned around, and faced the other way, causing her back to face him.

Achilles got frustrated and his temper immediately soared at her blatant display of disregard for him. He roughly grabbed her shoulder, and turned her around making her face him once more. When she was facing him, he grabbed her other shoulder as well and made sure she was looking directly at him.

"Briseis! Don't make me loose my temper!" he growled through gritted teeth.

Briseis looked at him, apparently unfazed by him, and tried to pry his large hands off of her shoulders, but realizing it was no use considering his strength. "I think you already have!" she exclaimed, before adding, "and don't touch me!"

He breathed in a deep breath before letting it out slowly, and reluctantly let go of her. He was still very much heated from her abrupt behavior, but he was really trying to stay calm. "Briseis why are you doing this to me?"

"Doing what to you? I'm just trying to go to sleep." She said, clearly sounding bored with the whole conversation.

"Why do we always have to argue like this?" he shouted, clearly annoyed and enraged by her apparent lack of interest.

"Why do you care so much? I'm just another woman, aren't I? Just another woman to mistreat and discard like chattel!" she exclaimed for the first time fully showing her anger.

"Briseis, I have never mistreated you, and you know this. To accuse me of such a thing is ludicrous. You are nothing but another spoiled royal!" he yelled.

At this accusation she immediately sat up and yelled, "And you… are nothing but a bloodthirsty killer, who knows nothing about anything outside of a battlefield!" Briseis knew her words weren't true, but she had to say something!

She watched him as he said nothing but instead he let out a long breath and just stared at her. He slowly shook his head and looked at her as if her were trying to figure out.

She could feel his eyes on her and she felt the butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she looked up and found herself staring back into his deep eyes.

Achilles stared at the beautiful woman before him, and he didn't know how he had resisted her for so long, but he couldn't do it any longer. Not tonight.

Looking at her in the dim candle light, at that moment, made her look even more irresistible to him. He licked his pink lips unconsciously before bringing his hand back up to her face and reaching out to slowly trace his thumb over her round crimson lips.

She let out a slow aching breath as she saw his desire filled look, and she knew that something was about to happen. All of her physical feelings for this man had built up, and she didn't know if she could resist him if he tried anything on her. And from the look in his eyes; he was definitely going to try something.

She inhaled sharply when his hands left her lips, and he gently pushed her back down onto the bed. She laid back and stared up into his passion filled eyes. The look he was giving her was worth a thousand words. She watched as his eyes left her eyes, and looked down at her lips, before meeting hers once more. The sexual tension was so thick; you could cut it with a knife.

No words were spoken as he softly moved her russet hair away from her neck and bent his head to place a single butterfly kiss on her neck. He looked up at her to see her reaction; and when she didn't push him away he started to shower her milky skin with soft kisses.

Briseis closed her eyes as her senses were going into overload. She didn't know what to think. No man had ever touched her in a sexual type way, no less kissed her! But she knew she liked it… and she had a hard time figuring out if that was a good thing or not.

Achilles gradually worked his way up her neck, kissed her ear, cheek, nose, and her hovered over her lips. She slowly opened dazed her eyes and was met with his passion filled orbs.

She suddenly got nervous when she saw him lean in to kiss her. She flattened her hand against his hard chest to stop him. Her looked at her confused by her actions, but said nothing.

"What are you doing…" she whispered in a small voice, and when Achilles looked at her he finally realized how truly venerable she was.

"I'm doing what you want me to…" he whispered, gently caressing her soft cheek. He looked down at her and tried to give her a reassuring smile, before he slowly leaned down to kiss her again.

Briseis' common sense kicked in and she realized just what was in fact happening. She was giving into him. She knew that this was wrong, but why did she want it so bad! Half of her was screaming for her to kiss him and to make love to him tonight, but the other half was screaming for her to stop this madness before it got out of control.

The latter won out, and she turned her head, which forced him to kiss her cheek instead. He closed his eyes in frustration and sat up. He looked down at her, and found that she still couldn't look back at him.

He said nothing at first... he wasn't exactly sure what he should say. He was so confused by her. He knew from the look in her eyes that she wanted him, and he obviously wanted her… so what was the problem?

He turned her head with his large hand so she could look at him, before speaking in a delicate tone. "What's wrong?"

Briseis didn't answer immediately as she searched for something to say. "I don't think I… we should... not tonight…" she trailed off looking to see what he was going to say.

"That's fine Briseis… but when are you going to learn to trust me?" He asked still caressing her cheek. "I want it to be different between us... tell me what I have to do…" He whispered in a husky voice, which made Briseis to look at him in question.

"Achilles… I think we should get some sleep…"she said, trying to avoid the subject that he was clearly thinking of.

"Why don—"

"ACHILLES!" Achilles' words were cut off unrepentantly by a man's, who they both recognized to be Agamemnon, thunderous yell from outside of the hut. Achilles jerked his head in the direction of the shout, and Briseis jumped a little from the sudden outburst.

After a few moments Agamemnon yelled once more, this time even louder. Achilles stood up and uttered a quick, but firm, "stay here," to Briseis before exiting the hut. Briseis couldn't help but feel frightened at the fact that she didn't know what was about to happen.

Achilles stepped outside of the tent and was met with a smug looking Agamemnon, and a dozen other soldiers.

The two men stared each other down and Agamemnon was the first to speak. "Beautiful night…. wouldn't you agree?" he said motioning to the stars.

Achilles seemed unmoved by his statement and focused his eyes on Agamemnon. He didn't like being called out like some slave, and his face showed his anger. "What do want Agamemnon?" he asked through gritted teeth. "Somehow… I doubt that you came here to talk about the stars."

"Can't a king come to see his greatest warrior?" Agamemnon asked with a slight smirk on his face.

"I will ask you once more, what is it that you came here for?" Achilles said in a low growl. Agamemnon's face dropped and he decided that he should stop evading the issue.

"Give me the girl." He stated simply. Achilles narrowed his eyes… somehow he wasn't surprised.

"I don't know what you are talking about…" Achilles lied; but he couldn't just hand her over to him.

"Achilles I know you've been hiding the Trojan slave. Give her to me!" he demanded

"Or what?" Achilles challenged. "Or you'll kill me?" Achilles said smirking at the ridiculous thought… and Agamemnon cursed under his breath because he wished that he could do just that.

"Fine!" Agamemnon yelled. I'll just take her!" Achilles looked at him warily before Agamemnon shouted, "Get him!"

Achilles saw four soldiers coming toward him and he reached for his sword at his hip but silently cursed when he remembered that he only had his robe on. The soldiers grabbed him as he saw tow other soldiers barge into the hut.

When he heard Briseis' ear piercing scream he tried urgently to free himself from the soldier's firm hold. He elbowed one of the soldiers in the face and then managed to break another one's neck. He was almost free until the remaining four soldiers came and helped the other two soldiers control him. He tried desperately to free himself but he could not escape from the six men's unyielding hold on him. His breathing was heavy as he realized even with his great strength the men just outnumbered him.

Agamemnon laughed triumphantly at the sight before him. He had waited a long time to see Achilles in this weak state… and it was better that he could have ever imagined.

His eyes immediately filled with rage and his jaw clenched with anger when he saw the two soldiers emerge with a kicking and screaming Briseis in their arms. The two soldiers had to struggle to contain her as they brought her over to Agamemnon.

Agamemnon grabbed her and pushed her back up against her chest. Achilles' heart dropped when Agamemnon didn't hesitate to hold a sharp knife against Briseis tender throat.

"I want you to watch her die…" Agamemnon said sinisterly, and he was just about to deepen the blade in her throat before he was stopped by Achilles' desperate shout.

"DON'T!" Agamemnon looked up at Achilles and smiled. "Don't kill her!"

"Is mighty Achilles actually begging?" he said chuckling, as he lessened the intensity of the blade on Briseis' throat.

"Don't kill her!" Achilles exclaimed once more, and for the first time in his life he was begging… but he felt he had no choice.

"And why not?

"You are loosing this war?" he stated more than asked, and Agamemnon hesitantly shook his head yes. "I will fight for you if you let her live. You know I can turn the tide of the war." He reasoned, and Achilles had never felt lower than he had at that moment, but he knew that he couldn't' bare to see Briseis die… not now. And he knew he had to do something.

Briseis looked at Achilles and her heart broke. This strong warrior was actually begging for her life. She felt so undeserving, and she knew that she couldn't let him fight for this pig of a king. "Achilles, no! Don't fight for him!" she declared more bravely than anyone would've thought, before adding in a lower voice, "I'm not afraid to die!"

But Agamemnon hardly heard her; all he was thinking about was Achilles offer. He knew Nestor and Odysseus had said that they needed Achilles to win this war against Troy, and perhaps this girl would prove useful after all. "I accept your offer Achilles… but if you break your side of the bargain… the girl dies!" he threatened before turning and leaving; dragging a desolate Briseis behind him.

The soldiers waited until Agamemnon and Briseis were long gone before they quickly let Achilles go and ran off into the night. But Achilles didn't notice. All he could think about was Briseis, and how she was gone.

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