Chapter Four:"I do not indulge myself in child's play"

Cinnamon smiled. She hair was down, she wore her glasses. A different dress. This one was a dress with a blue petti coat over the white one piece dress. It gave out some what of an eighteen hundreds style. She wore a blue wide brim hat with a white strap around it. As she opened the door to Zaha. With Olive on her shoulder. Zaha stared at her," You...wow...I..." he finally cleared his throat," you look stricking, Ms. Tea." He started.

"Call me Cinnamon." She said with a laugh. Zaha smiled at her and offered his hand.

Cinnamon blushed and accepted. She had her eyes closed. Rather than giving her a kiss on her hand, Zaha slipped a Blue Bonnet flower between her right ear and side of her head. Cinnamon's eyes widened. Olive stood up on two legs to eye this gift carefully. As Cinnamon gingerly ran a finger along one of the petals. Zaha chuckled." Shall we." He suggested.

Cinnamon smiled and closed her cabin door." Yes." She walked beside Zaha.In the forest. Which that day seemed remarkably warm, and cheery with the chirping birds. Up in the high pine trees. Squirrel ran quickly across a fallen log. Cinnamon saw Zaha's eyes wondering the forest. The little wildlife that could be seen. A wood pecker chipped and chipped the wood of an oak tree. Where an annoyed chipmonk dashed from it's hole in the trunk, it's mouth full of acorns. While a rabbit hopped swiftly along the forest floor.

"You seem like man of few words." Cinnamon began.

Zaha looked at her." What is there is talk about?" He asked.

Cinnamon shrugged." I don't know...how about do you like your new and improved outfit?"

Zaha smiled," Yes thank you. Cinnamon. it is comfortable."

"You're welcome. Really, it was nothing. So Zaha, tell me. What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean?" Zaha lifted an eye brow.

" I mean you are engaged to Ms. Jessica Lei? So, what are you doing with the likes of me?"

" Cinnamon..." Zaha sighed," I never was engaged to Jessica in the first place. I only said that to...make our host feel happy." Zaha stated." The truth is I hate Jessica. She is not a very intellegent woman."

Cinnamon shrugged," Well, at least you have not yet heard her laugh."

Zaha chuckled." you mean when she snorts? yes I have heard it.Your's is so much more graceful and lady sort."

"Thank you."

"And you seem so much kinder." he added."

"Only because you are nice to me."

Zaha paused in walking and looked down at her." That is because some years ago, you were kind enough to save my life." He said softly.

Cinnamon looked at him for one long moment.Zaha broke their silence," Come please..." he trailed off as Cinnamon's smile widened. She saw the lake not too far. " Forget the hill." She said abruptly.

"What?" Asked Zaha.

Cinnamon untied her boots, took off her hat, held Olive in one hand, and tossed off her petti coats, and slipped off her dress. Where under it was a long white corest like dress. She looked at Zaha," here hold him." She handed Olive to Zaha as well as the flower and ran to the lake. Where she climbed a large fallen tree, which hovered over the lake. She dove right in after she reached the end of the tree. The water splashed and Cinnamon threw her long hair back as she began to tread water. Zaha watched her with amazment. He approached and sat in the middle of the tree, just over the water. The bottom of his cloak and his boot were under the water. But he did not care. Zaha looked down at Olive and took off his armor and drapped his cloak over the tree. Olive sat pearched on Zaha's armor and watched as Zaha just sat. His sword unseathed and stuck in the bark.

" What are you waiting for!" Asked Cinnamon. The water slowly beading off her face. Trickling down her sweet lips.

" I do not indulge myself in child's play, I am sorry." he said.

Cinnamon shrugged"suit yourself." She gave a look to Olive. And swam beneath the surface. Zaha looked down under him. Abruptly Cinnamon grabbed his legs. Zaha held firmly unto the tree, and whipped his legs up. He lifted Cinnamon out of the water and did not realize it before but she was placed right on his lap. They stared at eachother for a long moment. Cinnamon laughed and crawled off his lap. And made her way to her cloths. " Turn around, please." She requested. As she slowly slipped off her wet under cloths. Zaha tried his best not to look, but did slightly. Cinnamon knew he would and it did not bother her at all. She liked Zaha alot. Zaha stood up, and claimed his things and walked over to her once she finished dressing. Olive scampered behind him. And leapt up and scurried onto Cinnamon's shoulder.

Cinnamon looked back at Zaha. " So, do you still want to see the hill?" She asked.

Zaha looked down at her and smiled," I do, yes." He said and looked away.

" Cinnamon." He began. Cinnamon looked at him." You do enjoy my company?" he asked.

" Of course I do, Zaha. You are so kind to me. And for that I like you." She said and blushed.Zaha smiled and stepped closer to her. He leaned his head close to her's. Wanting to kiss her. But Cinnamon broke the moment," So what's your family like? Do you have any brothers, or sisters?"

Zaha shrugged," The only family I have are the Haz Knights and Big Mama. I never had any brothers or sisters..." He paused. As over head dark clouds began to gather," Shall we head back? It might rain. Or would you rather keep on to the hills in the rain?"

Cinnamon smiled wickedly and grabbed her skirts, taking off towards the path. Zaha followed her. The rain had begun to pour already. Zaha and Cinnamon reached the beautiful country hill. Where at the top, grew a cherry blossom tree. The rain trickling down the petals. Cinnamon smiled and out of nowhere, roughly shoved Zaha forward the rain flowing off her face. Zaha smirked as Cinnamon leapt up and spashed water upon him. He tackled her to the ground. Cinnamon then remembered that Olive was still in her pouch. She stood and chuckled. Zaha looked at her in her eyes and smiled. He offered then his hand to her. " Please, come under the tree with me, where it is drier. "

Cinnamon looked up at him, his hair soaking wet as her's. She only accepted his offer. So together they stood under the beautiful tree." Cinnamon," Started Zaha.

"What?"

"I would like to read your gift now. " He said. He looked at her. And unfolded a piece of paper. Which Cinnamon had found for him. He read it in his mind.:"Oh my Darling I love you. And the kid who just stands tonight. Mystery the platium that reveals evil spirits.The smile playing on her lips glistens so briliantly.Keep you eyes don't let your eyes off me,Your stare will releive me of the seal the binds me Shy Venus Surrender to your heart. I want to show my rough but kind true self, I give you a secret.I want to kiss you surrender to your heart. You have no place to go. Love is shinng in the color of dreams. With a promised whip I'll guild your dance, Like a puppet on a string, I will move you with a fading shout of I love you.Leaving a mark like this I will not go away, Shy Venus as I look away. I want to show you my rough but kind true self. Fade away without being seen. Come on I want to hold you surrender to my heart .In splended colors among my dreams. You are waiting, Shy little Venus as I look away. I want to show you my rough but kind true self.And I give you a secret, I wanna hold you surrender to my heart. In splednid colors, among my dreams, As I wait." Zaha recongized this as part of the song Cinnamon had sung the other day.

"This tree is legend. You know. " Cinnamon brought him back to reality." I have always heard that once a man, rode up to this very hill upon a white stallon. As a beautiful maiden in all silver would sit down and read. But this tree before the cherry blossoms bloomed, there was only buds. See, this maiden was alone and longed for a companion. The man rode to her one afternoon and asked her ', my lovely woman, why are you so alone here?' And then the maiden looked up at him with her silver orbs and said in a soft voice,' I am waiting for a friend,but not a man.' The man knew what she meet. ' Sweet Maiden, then will you come back here, this evening?' He asked her. She agreed. And when she did so, there glowing pink blossoms all over the tree. The maiden was astonished and then, right there at her feet, sat a little hurt creature. A raccoon. It's paw was sliced. The maiden helped it. And with thanks the creature replied,' sweet girl, you have helped me. What can I give to you as a gift?' And the maiden shook her head,' a friend.' the raccoon, from that night on, meet with her. And thus they were very close. One night the maiden asked,' why are there only blossoms at night?' ' Because, I need a kiss from you, the most beautiful girl.' Unsure, the maiden leaned down and kissed him. And before her eyes. The prince ridding the white stallon, came into being. Heart broken the prince lied to her. She weapt and her tears made the blossoms grow during the day, and even during winter." Cinnamon paused. In her tale.

Zaha smiled," I have heard this story." He said and sat down. Gesturing for Cinnamon to sit down with him. She smiled while Olive was in the mist of cleaning his fur. He paused and glanced up at Cinnamon. " What?" Cinnamon asked him. He started to chitter up at her. Cinnamon chuckled. And sat beside Zaha.

" What are you going to tell Master Lei?" Asked Cinnamon.

" I will tell him the truth." Zaha stated as simply as he could. Then looked down at her." You never told me where you were from."

"Well, I am a servant, I am from nowhere really. " She said with a shrug. Because Zaha knew really where she was from. He knew the truth...

Flashback...
What?' One asked.

' Is she in distress?' Asked another.

' Are we not good enough? That a woman must be created to assist us?' Asked one clad in a black cloak, and gold shoulder armor asked in disdain.
About four Haz Knights, curiously stood in a group together. There were candles lit. A large table sat with food, and wine. The temple crystals shimmered as they always had. Everything seemed the same, accept for one thing. There was an ice crystal. With a naked woman within in. She had long golden hair. She was slender and young. Pale body. Her hips were narrow and her breasts were not too big nor too small. She seemed as though she was the perfect woman. Accept for one thing. She lacked the female sex organ. Was she to be the only female Haz Kinght? Which means she would not be able copulate with any of the male Haz Knights.

And then, She, the Great Holy Mother emerged from her bedroom. She had a smile on her face. Her eyes were so kind and she was likewise in personality. Yet with her Knights, she kept it so they obeyed . And they always did. "I thank you for gathering here this day." She began.

All the Haz Knights took a slight bow. And stared up at her. One of the Knights, the dark clad one glanced over at the woman in the ice and looked up at Big Mama." Who is she?" He asked.

Big Mama smiled," She is the youngest of the Haz Knights. Once the apprentice of a witch. She was miss treated, and killed. I took her soul and created her a body. She is brave, and will serve you, Captain Torte with strength and loyalty." She explained.

"I see. " Another said.

Big Mama smiled again and touched the top of the ice. " Zaha, take your sword, run the blade deeply along the ice. Then assist her if she needs it." She ordered.

The one called Zaha took a slight bow. Drew his sword and grinded it deeply down the top of the ice. He stood in the exact place, as there was an explosion the ice flew everywhere. Sliding along the marble floor. The girl within the ice, nearly fell right to the floor as the ice under her had slid else where. Zaha immediately caught her. He held the small of her back tightly so she would not fall. Her wet hair hung with her sagging head. Her arms, they too dropped near her hips. Her entire body was drenched in cold water, there for her body seemed frozen. Zaha, stared down at her face with his lavender eyes. She was beautiful. He could not believe that Big Mama would do this to him. To create a body and not let her experience the excitement of love making.

By the time, he knew he was falling in love with her, the air had cleared. And all Haz Knights gasped as Zaha wrapped his cloak around the girl. And stood up, with her sagging in his warm hands. They all stared preplexed at the new comer. She was still motion and lifeless." Mother. She is not moving." pointed out one of the other Haz Knights.

"No, but she will soon." Big Mama simply stated." Zaha, take her into the empty room down the hall, from your chambers. Please make sure the blankets cover her body." She requested.

"At once Holy Mother." Zaha said, and did as told. He reached the room. And laid her within the sheets of her bed. And covered her. He gazed down at her for a long moment. And then she stirred.

And her eyes slowly opened. " I..." she whispered and looked up and meet Zaha's gaze." am...I...dead?" She asked softly.

Zaha smiled lighty and gingerly stroked her cheeks." No. You have been reborn." He whispered." My name is Zaha. Zaha Torte. I was told to bring you in here. Are you alright? What do you feel?"

"I feel...cold...and...and...I am not a woman. Am I?" She noticed that she no longer had a sex organ. She felt tears and turned over on her side. Zaha heard her sobbing. He felt sorry for her and sat on the side of the bed with her. Placing his hand by her hips. He leaned closer down to her ear. Brushing back her wet hair. He placed his lips to her lobe," I can give you what you lost." He whispered softly to her. His warm breath sending shivers down her spine. His head lifted slightly and he leaned further, his face close to the side of hers. He felt like wrapping his arms around her waist and embracing her from behind." I have the power." He added softly. And left her there alone. As Big Mama had summoned him.

" She has awakened." Mused Big Mama. She sat with her Knights at a round meeting table. She looked at Zaha." What was her reaction?"

Zaha sat up in the chair," She knows her shell is anatomically incorrect, Holy Mother. She is devistated. "

Big Mama nodded," She should not beable to reproduce. It is her purpose only to fight."

Zaha gazed with disbelief at Big Mama, as the second in command. Millefullie Yu spoke," A woman's purpose is only to live and give another life. But her's is to serve. If this is her only purpose, is she not human? Is she not a puppet then?" He asked. Which forced Zaha to look at him.

Big Mama chuckled slightly." Of course not. She is not a puppet. She will one day assist in the death of one of our most deadly enemies. In years from now, she will become the Goddess of Judgement, Shinobi."

Millefullie nodded and exchanged glances with Zaha. He knew that Zaha would regardless give to her what she lacked anatomically. And he would not resent this. He too disagreed what Big Mama deprived the girl of.

Big Mama looked at Zaha and sighed," You disagree." She mused. Zaha glanced up at her. His black hair covered the left side of his face. It was then he remembered that he was not weaing his armor and cloak. His cloak he recalled was still wrapped around the woman's body.

Zaha shook his head," Forgive me, but I can not lie. I do not agree with it. She will find away however. All life does. " He explained." But I agree with the fact she is a special woman. And she will serve under my order well in battle."

Big Mama smiled," Yes. I predict she will find away to be a true woman. And if she does, I will not stop it from happening. I see you will deprive her of her virginity. You see her as your own."

Zaha looked up and shook his head," With all do respect Big Mama, my intent is to train her. Not show her the wonders of love beneath the sheets. You are blinded by your musings. No, I must disagree." Zaha denied.

Big Mama smiled," Very well then. If you feel my forsight is false, then forgive me. I know that you will only teach her to fight as a Haz Knight." She said...

End Flashback...

Zaha glanced at Cinnamon. ' She doesn't remember.' his mind mused. As she only stared ahead at nothingness. Waiting for Zaha to talk to her. But there was only silence between them.

' Holy Mother.' Zaha's mind called as he closed his eyes.

'My Haz Knight.' Big Mama's voice echoed Through his thoughts.

' Why did she run?' He asked her.

' Her own will was to do so. Perhaps it was meant to be. She choose the life of a mortal, rather than not be able to experience the joys of coplulation.' She answered him.

' But she does not remember.'

'When she ran away she forced herself to forget. ' Zaha opened his eyes slightly Cinnamon stared at him. She smiled lightly. And Zaha smiled back. And that smile she had given to him was not a new one either. When she saved his life. She smiled kindly at him like that.