Disclaimer: Ok seriously, do you think that if I own the damn show I'd be here at 11:30 at night writing this fic and making no money? Oh and I don't own the lyrics to 'Fear' by Disturbed. (You'll see why I used this song in a minute)
A/N: Hey again ya'll, SORRY IT TOOK SO FUCKING LONG TO UPDATE, but this chapter was kinda hard to write............. I don't know why, that and I was busy forever so ya... Grrrr.......... Ok this chapter is going to have a fight scene (not between Yami and Sekka, don't worry, lol), but it is relevant to the fic, it's not I like I just put it in there for the hell of it - I don't do that with my angst fics, lol. HAPPY NEW YA'LL! Anyways, with all that said, shout-outs:
Crystal56: Thanks! And of course they'll be romance, lol! Ya, a big change in Sekka, but don't worry, she's still Sekka under it all, heehee. This chapter shows that. You'll notiuce more changes in her as the fic progresses, are at least I hope. Anyways, enjoy the chap!
suicide-greeting: Lol, leave it you to be teh one waiting for pain, lol. Fianlly someone who doesn't think I'm evil! Well, you'll have to deal with the romance for a few more chapters, probably between 3-5 more chapters before the angst returns.......... maybe more, I dunno yet. Anyways, have fun!
peachi-goddess: Thanks fo rteh help with my shopping, lol! Ya, I managed to get it all done............. teh day before. Man, I'm worse then a guy urg! Anyways, I liked the star thing too........... I'm fascinated with night........... probably because my star sign in under ying - teh dark side of the yingyang-, which rules over the moon. I'm a Scorpio, lol.
serpent-vampfreak: Ya, it was great chattin' to ya! Hope to do it again sometime of i can ever get on msn. grrr............... anyways, like i said, I liked the star thingie too. heehee, ya teh mon's great ne? Anyways, luv ya and enjoy teh chapter!
WolfOfShadow: Yes, i admit that i do plan to screw them over, but hey, like you said, pain is what makes a story good! Man........ i'm fucking sadistic # Shrugs # oh well. Anyways, I love stargazing too, that's why i put this in here, heehee.
CRAZYABOUTANIME: I actually do think that this is my best fic so far, but you can check out my otehr wones if you want, which will be eventually printed off, burned and deleted off my harddrive, lol. Hope you like the chapter!
loathed-wolf-spirit: Hope you get to read this, lol. That's cool that you soem access to teh net. Ya, wish i could chat soon. What was the question? I think you left out a word............ or maybe I'm just retarded, lol. Anyways, luv ya!
GothicPoetOfDarkness15: Cool name dude! This was the fastest I could update, I jutst hope i don't loosing readers for not updating quick enough............ that would be a fate worse then death, lol. Anyways, hope you like the chapter!
Alrighty then, on with the fic.
Like Petals From A Rose
Chapter 12
Burying The Past
We stayed there, by the lake like that for a long time, talking, laughing, kissing. I felt as if there was no-one else in the world but us.
I was a great feeling, but one that was soon to be shattered by the sound of a car motor and before I knew it, headlights were blinding me. The shouts of partying teens filled my ears and before I knew it the car was beside Yami's.
"Check out the love birds." One male said, laughing.
"Damn she's hot." Another commented. "I'd like to see what she's like in the sack." Anger boiled inside me and before I knew it I sat up, glaring at the males.
"Glad you'll never know." I shot back, the light catching my face. He studied me for a moment before he smirked.
"I know you……." He said, and I froze, I had just recognized myself……. one of my former 'customers'. "Your that whore I fucked…….. hey baby, we got room for you back here." He gestured to the back seat and I saw red.
Yami bolted up, anger flashing in his eyes but I rested a hand on his shoulder.
"Let me." I whispered in his ear before climbing out of the car, the men laughed again, one of them eyeing me as if I was a dinner dish.
"Hey hun, did I catch you in the middle of work?" He said before turning to his friends. "Look like she's pissed." He said with a laugh. "Fiery little slut bitch."
# Fear starts #
"Then get your ass out here mother fucker." I shot back, glaring like I had never glared before. "Unless your too fucking chicken shit."
"Sekka don't." Yami said from the car but I turned back at him.
"Don't worry." I replied. "As much as I hated Marik he did do one good thing for me - he taught me how to fight." The car door opened and the big mouth stepped out of the car.
"I don't usually fight girls, but I guess whores don't count." He smirked before cracking his knuckles, but I wasn't scared - I had eaten more lately so I wasn't as weak.
"Step up or shut up." I snarled and he swung for me, but I ducked, remembering all my fighting moves clearly. I had been in street fighting for awhile so I could hold my own. I shot my leg out, hitting him the stomach, making him double over.
Reject
Are you no one
Feel you nothing
"Fucking whore." He snarled before grabbing me and punching me across the face. The force of the blow slammed me into the car and I grabbed the door for support.
"Don't Yami." I said, not even having to look up to know that he was about to rip the guy's head off. "I have to go this on my own - please. It's the only way I can truly put this behind me." I looked up and saw him nod, my gaze then shifted to my opponent. "Your dead."
And that was it, I stopped thinking, going purely on instinct and letting out all the pain, anger and hate that I had felt for the all the men that had used me in the past.
He represented them all and when I looked at him, I didn't see him but Marik.
Without thinking I got and charged at him, throwing my entire body weight into his chest, successfully knocking him over. We both hit the sand and rolled until I was on top of him. I locked my legs around his torso and brought back my fist.
I hit him squarely in the jaw but didn't stop for a moment. All I saw was Marik, and all the hate that I had felt for him and locked up inside me was coming out in one gigantic tirade.
"Never again!" I yelled, hitting him with every syllable. "Never again will you fucking touch me you fucking low down bastard!"
You know I'll bet you think
You have a good reason to be living
In the limelight of the fortunate ones
you're too weakened by the poison
That they feed you in the living lie
They don't believe you
I heard him screaming in pain and I guess that it was that brought me back. I stopped, panting for breath as I tried to calm myself.
Care to no one
Trust in nothing
Little impotent one
"Don't ever fucking touch me." I snarled, slowly standing up and letting the guy breathe. His hands went to his nose and he was cursing at me but I didn't care.
He couldn't do anything.
I licked my lips and tasted blood. My lip was cut from the punch that he landed, but that didn't concern me. I didn't give a fuck about him - that is, until he came up behind me.
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be innocent, you know
I don't want to let them hypnotize me
Before I knew it I was on the sand again and then grabbed by my shirt and tossed against his car. The door handle hit my back but I gritted my teeth against crying out in pain. I didn't want him to see that he could hurt me.
I used the door for support, breathing through the pain. Glancing at Yami I could see that it took all of his control to stay in the car, and I was touched that he respected my enough to see just how much this all meant.
"Fucking goddamn WHORE!" The yelled, grabbing my head and hitting it against the door before throwing me to the ground again.
Anger boiled in me so hot that I thought I might melt my insides, but it wasn't discouraged. The more shit he did to me, the more I wanted to prove him wrong. Lifting myself I turned and spun into a spin kick that hit him in the side of the head.
"Fuck you, your such a fucking coward, coming up behind me when I didn't even know it. Just how fucking low are you, you lowdown bitch?" I replied glaring down at him as he turned his head to glare back, but I wasn't about to give him to get up and raise more hell.
I grabbed his head and slammed it into the tire of his car before stomping down on his chest and backing up.
Punk ass, are you listening
Can you hear me or are you deaf and dumb to my language
Do the real words seem to hurt you
Well put em' up motherfucker
He got slowly, blood coming from his lip before he turned and looked at me with utter loathing written on his face. He came at me, grabbing my shirt and slamming me into the car. His friends shouts could be heard from inside but at the moment I didn't give a damn about anything but kicking his damn ass.
"You think your such a tough bitch huh?" He drawled and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Well, you don't have shit baby."
"Really?" I snarled, my eyes burning into his. "Neither do you." He laughed before taking me and slamming me into the metal, the door handle once again jabbing into my back.
"Not so tough now are you? Fucking cunt." I didn't say anything but stared at him coldly.
"We'll see." In one swift movement I dropped down and punched him in the stomach before rolling between his legs and getting up to elbow him in neck.
You'll feel it
When I stamp it on your forehead
So you will never forget
That you're a reject
He hit the car and then the sand, yelling and cursing at me as if I was Satan himself. And I laughed - actually laughed at that.
He got back up but it was dark and I lost sight of him for a moment until I felt someone grab me from behind, their arm around my throat.
And you're a no one
And you're nothing
Little impotent one
"I suppose you think it's so funny huh? Think that just because you can a land a few punches on me that your automatically this hard bitch huh?" His grip tightened, making me struggle for breath. My hands beat on his arm uselessly while I tried to find some way out of the hold that I was in. "Huh, answer me!"
"Sekka!" Yami shouted from the car and I managed to turn my head so that I could see him.
"I'm ok." I choked out. "I'll be fine."
Fear awaken
Go with it now
And let it overcome you
"You should have your little boyfriend come and get you - unless you want me to choke you to fucking death."
"You wouldn't." I bit back angrily dispite the fact that air was becoming a major problem. "You don't have the fucking guts." His grip again tightened and his lips were near my ear, just close enough so that I could hear his next comment.
"Don't I." At this point I couldn't breathe - my lungs felt like they were going to burst if I didn't breathe soon. "I could kill you right here and your boyfriend would be next."
My eyes closed as I tried to ignore the screaming in my lungs. My limbs were getting weak……..
Fear awaken
Your mind is racing
"No!" My eyes snapped open and I drew back my arm hitting him in the stomach - hard. He released his hold on me and I gasped for breath, the adrenaline rush from my fear slowly fading out, but I still felt it all the same.
I don't understand why you don't like me
Why don't you like me?
Without thinking I again tackled him, hitting every piece of the little bastard that I could find.
"You tried to fucking kill me! You mother fucker, you tried to fucking kill me!" I shouted this over and over again, my focus solely on causing him as much bodily injury as possible.
Am I so different from you
Now does it scare you that I'm able to discern
What to love and what to burn
His face flickered to Marik's, adding fuel to the already dangerous fire that was burning inside me. One of the guys friends jumped out of the car but I just glared at him and he wisely kept his distance.
I'll add your fuel to the fire now
Stand back, brother take your hand back
He was screaming under me again, but I didn't stop - didn't even want to stop.
"Sekka!" I felt someone's hands grabbing my shoulders and I turned to swing at who it was, but stopping as I realized it was Yami. "Sekka, stop, you've done enough! Look at him!" I followed his gaze down to the guys face and saw what Yami meant.
His face was bleeding, mostly form his nose which I though might be broken and his face was already swelling. He was screaming at me, damning and cursing me, but I didn't care.
Leave it and I might crack
More than a smile or two you see
I looked down at my hands which were covered in his blood and as crazy as it sounds I liked it - enjoyed it.
For once the blood on my hands wasn't from anyone beating me or raping, or cutting me - it was because I had the strength and will to stand up and fight back. The blood wasn't because I had been beaten up, but because I had beat someone else up.
Don't judge what you don't understand
You can't deny what has been given to me
Slowly I got up turning to Yami who had a slight smirk on his face as he gazed down at the man.
"That was for all the shit I couldn't say before." Was the only explanation I gave before turning and jumping over the door and into the passenger's seat, Yami in the driver's. Silence ruled for a few moments before I started laughing.
I was that happy. I knew that a few years ago I wouldn't have had the guts to do what I had just done and now I could because I wasn't scared anymore.
"Should I ask why your laughing?" I shook my head, still laughing. Hell, he must have thought I was nuts, but I couldn't stop. Finally I caught my breath and looked over at him.
I don't want to be innocent, you know
I don't want to let them hypnotize me
"Just ironic that's all." I answered. If he was confused, he didn't show it and I suppose it was just as well. "Just a little step on the road to letting it all go." He still didn't say anything but I knew that he knew what I was saying.
"Come on." He said, making a turn so that I could see a wave of lights ahead of me, dotting the city. "Let's go home." Home the word sent tingles through me. How long had it been since I had actually had a home, not just a living space, but I home were I felt warm and safe. Too damn long.
"Ya." I echoed. "Home."
he drive back into the city was quite, and I loved it. The anger in my blood was simmering, being locked back into it's cage so to speak, but I still couldn't stop grinning.
I was still in high spirits when we turned into his driveway, the large house looming above us. And suddenly, I was nervous again. His parents? What would they think of me? Would they know the truth with one look at me?
As if reading my mind, He reached out and grabbed my hand.
"It'll be ok." I nodded weakly before taking a breath and stepping out of the car. The cool night air was relaxing and his arm slung over my shoulder was even better. The door loomed ahead of me, but I forced myself to keep walking.
He knocked and the butler opened the door, greeting us.
"Evening." He said before looking at me, wondering just the same hell I was. "And you are……."
"Sekka." I answered, my voice surprisingly confident. "Sekka Tate."
"Miss. Tate." He replied, holding out his hand. "Welcome." I nodded before walking in after Yami who handed him his over shirt leaving him in only a black muscle shirt.
Damn.
"Thank you." He said to the older man. "We won't be needing anything else." The butler nodded and left us to our own thing. He turned to me. "I guess you'll want a shower." I nodded.
"Would be nice." I replied before grinning a little. "But no peeking this time." He grinned and shook his head as we mounted the stairs, stopping at the bathroom.
"Well, my room's just over there, drop in to say goodnight when your done." I nodded and stepped into the room. I couldn't describe it, but I was feeling a little distant since I had stepped into this house. I was almost afraid to show him affection here - not that I wasn't afraid when I wasn't - but it was worse here.
I mentally shook myself before undressing, my eyes catching the full-length mirror. Hell, I had never realized how scarred I really was.
My arms were almost entirely white, but not the shimmering white that snow was, this skin looked almost as if it belonged on a corpse. But then again, with all my ribs showing, I looked like a damn corpse. An eerie chill went through me and I jumped under the faucet, hoping that the warm water would chase it away.
At some point one of the maids came in and laid night wear out for me, I thanked her although I could hardly hear her over the water.
I washed my hair, shaved, and was actually clean for once! Stepping out of the shower I saw the night wear that the women had left out for me.
It was white silk.
White.
I hadn't worn that color for years……….. it was the color of innocence, purity, life. Slowly I reached out and picked it up. The material was thin, but not to thin. I put it on, liking the feeling of the silk against my bare skin.
I made my way to Yami's room at a leisurely pace and knocked on the door. He opened it, shirtless, just a pair of cotton pants on, for sleeping I would assume.
We were silent for a moment, each noticing the way the other was dressed. It was a long moment before he said anything.
"Coming in?" I nodded and followed him in, taking in his large room before turning back to him.
"You wanted me to say goodnight so………"
"Goodnight." He replied and I turned to leave before he stopped me. "Sekka?" I turned around.
"Yes?"
"You could stay here if you want, I won't do anything I swear." He held his hands up as if the prove that he wasn't going to hurt me. My better judgment, the side of me that had lain with men hundreds of times screamed at me to get the sam hell out of the room and lock the door, but the other side of me - the side that was slowly changing, wanted to stay.
I compromised by not doing either at the moment.
"If you want to leave-"
"No." I answered, making him stop. "I'll stay. I know you won't hurt me." My mind was screaming at me, nearly making me internally deaf but I moved towards the bed all the same. I was scared, of course I was scared, but I knew it was a fear of men that I had to get over.
Slowly I slipped in beside him, my damp hair resting on the pillow which smelt like him - I breathed the scent in. I liked it maybe because it wasn't the smell of lust that I was so accustomed to.
"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice smooth and rough at the same time.
"Yes." I answered softly, and then tentatively, I felt his arm snake over my tiny waist pausing for a moment to give the opportunity to push him away if I wanted, but I didn't and he pulled me into him. The warmth of his chest soaking through the thin silk and straight into my back.
"I love you." He mumbled, planting a small kiss on my neck before turning and placing a kiss on my cheek.
"I love you too." I whispered, the words still foreign to me. Then, on pure impulse, I turned around and caught his lips with my own. We stayed that way for a moment before he deepened it and breaking away.
"Night." He said, laying back down beside me and closing his ruby red eyes. I closed mine too, sleep instantly trying to claim me.
"Night." I muttered back, praying that the dark hands of my nightmares couldn't touch me as long as I was in his embrace.
A/N:
Ok then! I hoped you guys liked this chapter, and next chapter is going to have some more of that symbolic dream stuff, so ya know………. Anyways, I'm hoping to have the prom scene done soon because most of what I have planned for this fic is after that scene. And for all you lemon lovers out there, don't worry….. Yami and Sekka will have a lemon coming up in a little bit. Anyways, you all know what to do, lol!