A/N: Disclaimer: Refer back to Chapter 1.
WARNING: LIME, LANGUAGE
Chapter 2: A Weapon?
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Argilla walked into her room with utter excitement. Finally, she had the opportunity to examine her mysterious artifact. She dashed for the little scratch in her wall and dislocated the brick, removing it from the wall completely. There, behind the block was her precious box. She squealed in delight as she held it.
When she had found it, she only had her flashlight to help her see it; now, it would be clear to her as to what it exactly looked like.
Her heart raced as she opened the box, lifting the transparent container within. She held the soft and light object in her hand with nothing but fascination in her eyes. She removed the transparent covering from it and held it firmly in front of her face. Well, she already knew it represented a living entity. Whatever this thing was…it was as intriguing as it was annoying. It had a silly smile on its face and for a moment, she could have sworn it kind of looked like Heat.
"Lousy creep!!" she grunted.
Shaking her mind off such things, she focused on the object again. What was it? She glazed a finger on it and felt its smooth texture.
'It doesn't look dangerous…It can't be a weapon…or can it?'
She grasped it firmly and squeezed it, wondering what would happen if she did. She was surprised and a bit shocked as it made an air-piercing noise. She immediately dropped it on the floor.
"What the hell was that?!" she yelled, standing up, "Was it alive?" Was whatever she was holding a living entity? Did it just cry out from pain? She blinked and then felt her muscles relax. She exhaled; whatever was she thinking? There was no way this was alive.
"I think I'm hanging around Cielo far too long." she said, feeling her skin crawl.
She frowned and squeezed it again, slowly this time. This time, it gave a slow squeak. She snorted, "That's it?"
She pouted, puckering her lips, "There's gotta be more…but…what is its purpose anyway?"
Her heart raced as she thought, "Impossible…What if…this thing…was a homing beacon?! The noise would alert nearby units to respond to any given situation…" Her vision blurred and became unfocused as she immersed herself within a world that was purely her imagination.
"I knew you were hiding something." a voice spoke.
Argilla returned to reality as she heard his voice. She grabbed the object and hid it in her jacket. She turned sharply around and saw him, glaring at her, leaning on her wall.
"How did you get in here?" she huffed exasperatedly.
He rolled his eyes and pointed to the open window behind him, "Tight security."
He stepped forward, holding out his hand, "Now, give it to me."
"Give what?" she as asked with feign innocence.
Heat growled and advanced towards her, "Don't toy with me woman."
She stood up as well, clenching her fists, "Don't test me Heat. You wouldn't want your pretty-boy face to get mauled."
Heat narrowed his eyes into slits, "Give me the weapon. I know it's a weapon Argilla."
She inwardly froze; he thought it was a weapon too? Well, if that was the case, it was all the more reason why she shouldn't give it to him.
"Over my dead body." she stated boldly, crossing her arms.
"Glad to oblige."
He lunged for her and tackled her to the floor. Argilla landed on her back with a thud, his weight pinning her. She grunted, grabbing his arms with hers and wrapping her legs around his waist. She used her arms and knees to flip him over so that he was on his back. She relieved one of her hands from holding down his arm to hit him on the face but Heat was faster and blocked her attack, twisting her arm and used that instant of distraction to roll her on her back.
Argilla knew she had lost.
She looked up at him to see him smirking. He reached into her jacket. She panicked; he had probably seen her put the object in her jacket. Argilla's body tingled as she felt his fingers trace her collarbone and the edge of her breasts. She blushed, "W-what the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked through gritted teeth.
He didn't reply and in that instant pulled out the yellow object from her. Argilla's mind panicked. She looked from left to right, looking for any object that she could use. Her eyes stopped and widened as she saw her dumbbells lying only but a meter away from her. Seeing that Heat was distracted, she pushed him off of her and grabbed the dumbbell, successfully hitting him on his temple making him drop the object.
"Argh!" he yelled, "You…bitch!" Heat dropped to the floor like a rock.
She smirked and grabbed the object and made for the door, only to have him grab her ankle. He pulled her back, making her trip and fall onto the floor. With a growl, he straddled her again. Argilla didn't like this one bit. He sat on her back and grabbed both her arms, twisting them behind her.
"I win." he stated calmly.
"Ugh…" she groaned.
"Where is it?" he asked, annoyed, as he saw that the object wasn't dropped on the floor.
"If you want it, come and get it."
Frustrated, he turned her body around, so that she now lay on her back, and pinned her arms above her head. She stared at him defiantly. There was no way in hell that she was going to give the object to him. She blinked however as she saw his eyes become foggy with lust.
Wait. Lust?
This guy?
That was simply absurd. It was unheard of. Heat was not interested in things like that. He was only interested in power. She scoffed at herself at thinking of such things.
He leaned in closer to her face, as if to examine her closely. She shifted uncomfortably beneath him, "W-what are you doing?"
"…"
"If you think that you can just grab it, you're mistaken."
"…"
His silence was unnerving her. He was staring at her now, not even looking within her skirt or jacket for the object. No, he was just looking at her.
She was about to voice out her opinion when he suddenly crashed his lips on hers. She squealed as he invaded her mouth. He kissed her urgently. She didn't respond, shocked. Heat was kissing her! She grunted and turned her body from side to side. The moment she did, his hold on her limbs tightened like a vice, and now, she couldn't move a hair.
He now pinned both of her arms with one hand while the other wandered. It wandered from stroking her cheek, down to her neck and collarbone and then to the valley of her breasts. She squirmed again.
He reached for the zipper on her back and slid it down, allowing him to pull her corset from her. She was angry now. She was speaking and shouting but his mouth and lips prevented her from being coherent. All that came out was muffled words.
His hands slid beneath her bra and massaged her breasts. She moaned. He smirked; he got her now.
Argilla was lost in her own world again; feeling only pleasure as his hands touched her. No man had ever touched her like this…it was never like this. It was all new to her…and then, suddenly, it was all over. She blinked and saw him, already on his feet, smirking.
"What the hell was that for?!" she yelled, standing up as well, arranging her corset.
He said nothing and flashed the object in front of her. She gasped at her own folly and made to grab it from him only to have him recoil his hand. He chuckled, "That's what you get for being weak. You are too easy to seduce."
What he said angered her. How dare this man say those things to her? She stood up and held out her hand, "Give it to me."
He wiggled his eyebrows, "I didn't know you wanted it so badly…' he drawled.
She felt her skin crawl; was he coming onto her? 'That's just too weird…even for him…'
'But…he did kiss you…'
"Shut up Heat. Give me the object." she stated firmly.
"Why? So you could use it? You might use this to kill me."
"That wouldn't be a bad idea, considering you trespassed in my room, assaulted me and molested me!" she snapped.
Heat chuckled, "I didn't molest you. You liked it…"
"I what?!" she shrieked in disbelief. This guy was so full of himself. Her eyes widened; he was stalling her. No more games; no more bullshit.
Heat was holding the object curiously in front of him. Argilla knew what to do. In that instant; she grabbed her rifle that was resting on her bed and pointed it at him. She removed the safety and put her relaxed finger on the trigger, "Give it to me Heat. Now."
He frowned, "You're going to shoot me?"
She didn't say anything; her face hidden beneath a veil of indifference.
"I won't ask again."
Heat tossed the object her way and she caught it with ease.
"Get out."
He cursed and made for the door, "I know your secret. I could easily tell everyone about it."
She looked at him, "You won't do that."
"Oh? And why not?"
"Because you're curious about this thing. You want to find out as badly as I do what it does."
He smirked; she knew his intentions.
"…"
"I'm right. Aren't I?"
"I'll find out." with that, he left.
She sat on her bed, bushed. Man; that was…weird…but thrilling to the senses. She cursed herself, remembering his kisses…how rough they were. 'How strong…' she trailed off. She remembered his wandering hands…How his calloused hands treated her skin as if it were silk…how smooth his touches were…
She snarled; she was being weak again. She couldn't believe that she was letting herself be seduced by that…rash!
She looked at the object again, "What is it that you do…? Why does Heat want you so badly?"
She shrugged and set it back in its box before putting it away in her hiding place. Does Heat know of it already?
'Probably not; but I shouldn't take any chances.'
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Heat had been watching her, unbeknownst to her. He had noted with great interest the body language that oozed out of Serph and Argilla. It was so thick that Heat could practically slice it with a knife.
And it was sexual tension.
He almost puked at the thought of it. And here he was thinking that his leader rooted for the other team. Well, he was just human. Everyone makes mistakes.
He clenched his fists. They had grown a lot closer over the past week. Heat was already suspecting something but held it as such until further proof can be found.
'It's too early to tell…Well we'll just have to wait and see.'
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She smiled dreamily as his voice passed through her ears. Serph was just telling her about the next mission. It would seem that they were to return to where the sunken city was. She hated that place…but as she gazed at his silver eyes, she didn't care. She could just imagine waking up in the morning to be greeted by such eyes…Her eyes meandered over to his lips…those full and luscious lips.
'I wonder how it would be to taste them…'
She was roused from her fantasy as she heard Heat spit.
"Tch…" he spat at her direction, "What the hell is the matter with you woman? Stop daydreaming already."
She felt her anger rise, "Shut up. I wasn't daydreaming. Besides, what the hell were you doing, looking at me like that?"
Cielo chuckled, "Oh man…dis is just rich!! Heat has a crush on Argilla! Hahahha!"
Heat blushed; his face resembling his hair, "Shut up!"
Gale raised an eyebrow, "Is this true?"
Argilla mentally gave herself a pat in the back. That would give Heat a sudden adverse reaction towards her for a while. Hehehehe…a synthetic allergy towards her if you will.
Heat glared at him, "Shut up Gale!!"
Serph chuckled too, "Will you guys ever grow up?"
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Heat found himself within the familiar walls in which he walked on a few days ago. He grumbled; this was too sad. He didn't like this place; it was damp, dark and smelly! It had a musty aroma that annoyed him.
But, it was an uninvestigated area…uncharted even.
'Right…this is where she found it. She'd probably try to find more information about it.'
As he thought about her; he wondered if she had the object with her now. He also remembered how he noticed the subtle changes towards her interactions with their leader. It seemed that she liked him…in that way. He thought back to his leader; it would seem that the feeling was mutual. He scoffed; oh yes. How could he forget the thick air of sexual tension? Oh yes; she definitely liked him in that way.
He felt his chest sting at the thought but brushed it aside. 'What in hell was that?' he thought. He shrugged and thought about Argilla and Serph's situation once more.
Now, where was he?
Right. She liking him and he liking her. Hm…
It was almost impossible to develop such feelings in such a short span of time. He didn't notice anything like that sort before their mission in this place a few days ago. So, what changed? He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration.
His heart stopped as he realized something, "Impossible…but could it be?"
"Could it be what?" a voice in front of him said.
Damn; did he just say that out loud?
He sweat-dropped as the rest of the group stopped to look at him. It was Serph who had asked. He racked his brain for an excuse, "I mean…is it possible that…this city was…sunk by…a…"
Heat blinked; four pairs of eyes were looking intently at him now. He looked at Argilla; she was smirking; so smug of herself.
'Lousy bitch…'
"Sunk by a…" Serph egged him on.
"A…tidal wave?" he said, almost squeaking it.
Gale rolled his eyes, "That is not probable…which we already discussed when we first got here." He started to walk again. Cielo flailed his hands, "Man…for a moment dere, I thought you got something. Sheesh…you should listen more brudda…"
Serph said nothing and continued to walk.
Heat felt stupid right there and there was nothing more annoying to remind him of that than to see Argilla's smirking face, "That was lame; even for you."
He glared at her and brushed past her.
But still, he hadn't forgotten about his thoughts…Could it be…the object?
'Is it possible that…it was the object…that was…making this happen?'
His eyes widened. Oh yes, he had heard of tales like this from other people. People of the olden age, at some point, believed in an object that was capable of granting one's desires. Was it possible that Argilla may have found this item? Heat touched his chin in immersed contemplation. If that was the case…then…it would mean that her desires centered on their leader.
He scoffed; typical for her.
But, if that was the case, he really should grab it from her. Heat grinned; he could imagine what he could do with an object like that in his possession. He could have ultimate power…he would have everything he had ever wanted; he could have anyone he had ever wanted. He felt a stinging pain in his heart.
'She doesn't want me.'
He frowned; she'd want him…oh yes, she would. All he had to do was snag the object from her. Sweet.
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He snuck in her room that night. She was asleep and so was everyone else. It was his turn to keep watch. He entered the room with outmost silence. His breathing was even and no sound whatsoever came from him. He watched her for a moment; an amused expression danced on her face.
He rolled his eyes, "What a weakling." She stirred.
He bit his tongue and held his breath. He couldn't get caught now. He released his breath as he saw her turn onto her side, not noticing his presence at all. He let out his breath, 'Stupid, stupid!'
He tiptoed within the room. If she brought the object with her, it would have to be near her. He surveyed the area and saw her backpack. 'It could be in there…' He walked towards it with the agility and sophistication of a cat and kneeled in front of it. He inspected it, 'Hm…a homing beacon…rifle rounds…flashlight…rations…hygiene crap…communicator…eyepiece…hmm…it's not in here!'
He growled, 'Of course not. She's not stupid! You idiot!'
He turned around and looked around for anymore places in which he could look. He looked at her extra sleeping bag. She could have hidden it there. He made his way across the room and near the door, where her rolled-in sleeping bag was. He unrolled it and looked within it but didn't find the object he sought.
His agitation grew. 'Where the hell is it?'
There was no way she could have hidden it somewhere in the building. She wasn't familiar with the place enough to do that. Besides, if she suspected the purpose of the object to be the way Heat did, then she'd keep it close to her.
'Close to her eh?' he asked. He thought for a moment. He grinned like the Cheshire Cat.
'Aahhh…' he inwardly drawled.
He knew where it was. It was in the most obvious of places…why didn't he think of it before? Mentally laughing like a maniac, he made his way towards her. She stirred again and he froze. She moaned. He raised an eyebrow. It looked like she was dreaming. He laughed, she was probably dreaming of Serph. 'Stupid woman.' he thought.
But, he realized that this could work to his advantage. If she was already dreaming of Serph, then, he would just have to impersonate him, won't he? He knelt down and got in the covers. He couldn't very well strip her of the thick blanket. It was chilly out. He removed his gloves and let them wander around her body. He felt a burning sensation within him as he did so. Unwittingly playing into his game, Argilla moaned at the contact, and pressed herself closer to him. Heat growled; this was getting harder to deal with. His hands wandered from her arms down to her waist, to her hips and then to her thighs, memorizing her curves and feeling for any foreign object within her gown.
So far he was unsuccessful. But nonetheless, he grinned. He was confident that he would find it sooner or later…and the fact that he was enjoying himself didn't hurt either. Her skin was soft and smooth to the touch. His breathing became uneven. How many women had he had anyway?
'Too many…but that was a long time ago.'
He hadn't had a woman in so long that he hadn't even notice that he was already in his prime. 'Time does move too quickly…'
His member was beginning to twitch in expectation as nuzzled her face in his chest, moaning away. He gritted his teeth; he didn't know how long he'd be able to last if she kept this up. His fingers reached for the hem of her gown and began to pull it up. He pulled it up and before he knew it, he had already pulled it off of her completely. His member received another painful jolt. She was now bare to him, except for her pink panties.
'She sure does like the color pink…' he thought with interest.
"Oohh.." she moaned.
There! Heat found it! It was within her chest are…it fell when he pulled the flimsy garment off of her. He smirked and grabbed it. He looked at her, 'She hasn't even noticed that she's naked…What a really annoying woman…'
But his member begged to differ. As he glazed his eyes on her, hot blood pumped through his entire system. He then looked back at the object.
'This is probably the effect of this thing…It…brings you what you desire…and intensifies that desire until it is fulfilled.'
But…if his theory was correct, then, Argilla must desire him as well. He now held the object which would mean that he was now its wielder. His body ached for him to test that theory. And with his dwindling control, he complied.
He let his lips kiss her soft skin. She didn't protest and moaned; still asleep. He chuckled; she was still dreaming.
Feeling emboldened by her lack of response, he pulled her bare body close to his, his hands massaging her plump breasts while his lips sucked her neck. She arched her neck backwards giving him further access to her skin. His lips traveled from her neck to suckle on her breasts.
He repressed his inner voice commanding him to mark her. No; she couldn't find out yet. And if he complied, she'd know that he did this to her. No.
'No hickies…yet…'
"Aaahhh…" she moaned again as he continued to suckle her.
Heat suddenly drew back. There would be plenty of time to exercise his new powers. Now was neither the time nor the place. And so, he carefully clothed her again and silently got off the futon. He tucked her in securely and left the room, the mysterious object in hand. His body was still a little stiff from their activity. He won't be able to sleep like this. He'd have to relieve himself before he did.
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Argilla woke up in cold sweat. She did not dream of that. She just didn't.
'Oh my god…' she thought. The dream was so vivid. It felt real. She shook her head violently.
"NOOO!!!!"
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Serph, Gale and Cielo snapped their heads up as they heard the shriek. Argilla was in trouble! Heat watched; amused. What the hell was wrong with her now?
'Probably noticed it gone…'
'Or you were stupid enough to leave marks on her.' his inner self piped in.
He blinked and noticed that his companions had already gone in the direction of Argilla's room. He followed suit.
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Argilla could not believe it! There was no way in hell that she…
"Aaahh!! GET OUT!!" she screamed as Serph, Gale and Cielo had barged in her room, confused and shocked looks on their faces. She grabbed the blanket and held it in her chest, "Get out! Get out!"
Serph scratched his head sheepishly and covered his eyes with his palms and turned around, "Sorry…we heard you screaming…and…"
"I don't care!" she cut him off roughly, "Just get out!"
"Sheeshh! We're leaving already ja?"
Gale was…unmoved and left as well.
Heat remained and smirked, "You really are stupid."
She blushed harder as their eyes met, "You…"
"Yeah?" he asked, wanting to see if his powers had changed her in any way.
"You took it! Give it back!" she accused, standing up.
"What if I did?" he taunted.
"Give it back Heat."
"Or what?"
"Or…I'll hurt you…"
He smirked and crossed his arms, "Not in that state." He pointed to her state of undress. "You better hurry up. The others are waiting."
She cursed, "We're not finished Heat."
"No we're not." he agreed before stalking out of the room.
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Argilla could not believe it. Her day was a mess. It was just beginning but it was a mess all the same. She had woken up in cold sweat as she realized her dream the other night. It was vivid and provided her body with sensations that she didn't think possible to come from a dream. She really felt his tongue on her breasts…his hands on her body…his lips on hers. But it was just a dream. It was a nice dream she knew, but…all that crumbled as she saw that it was Heat whom she dreamed of.
'Where the hell did that come from?' she asked herself, confused.
She felt a lump in her throat…Did she like Heat?
Hell no. She liked Serph.
She shrugged. Well, that was one of the reasons why this day sucked. The other reason was that she had discovered that Heat had taken the object from her. She had inspected her gown and found that it wasn't there. She felt everywhere in her body for any sign of it but alas, it was taken from her.
She blushed; she had kept it close to her chest and yet Heat had managed to take it. He took it. He touched her. Her eyes widened in realization. What if it hadn't been a dream? What if the dream really happened; that she was doing the deed with him?
Oh my.
She growled; her eyes blazing in anger. He had molested her; again!
He'd pay. She'd get the object again. She had also noticed its effects. It granted the wielder what he or she desired. When she had it, Serph was close to her…but now that Heat had it…she was close to him.
She raised an eyebrow, 'He likes me? No way!'
She shivered, 'That guy…? Yuck!'
She shook her head; she'd deal with him at Muladhara.
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Argilla, with her hands intertwined at her back, walked cautiously toward the figure who sat on the chair with his back towards her. She blushed; what would she say?
'Stop being chicken!' she said to herself.
She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to speak when he spoke first, "Argilla," he said without facing her, "what can I do you for?"
"Serph…"
"Hm?" he said, turning around, a gentle smile on his lips.
She suddenly found herself tongue-tied. What was she supposed to say again?
"Oh…! I just wanted to know…what have you there?" she said, pointing at the material that he was reading.
"Oh this?" he asked, "I don't know. Here, take a look."
He patted the space beside him. She smiled and took a seat beside him, all the while trying her best not to drool over his handsome face.
"I don't know…It has illustrations and small captions…"
Argilla's eyes widened as she looked at the book that Serph was reading. It was impossible; there within its pages, she had seen the exact replica of the object in which she and Heat obsessed over. She held the book, "Serph? What does it read?"
Serph smiled apologetically at her, "Your guess is as good as mine. The captions have all been rubbed away…and the rest have been filled with dirt and such…so it's pretty much illegible."
She frowned, "Serph…I need a favor."
He raised an eyebrow, "You want this thing."
She blushed; was she that transparent?
"Yes." she said as nonchalant as possible.
Quickly standing up, she excused herself from his presence, with the book in hand, "Thanks Serph! I owe you!"
He smiled on after her. Women.
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