Author's Note: At some point we will explain the lyric/ chapter title choices...This one in particular is about how Draco had seen nothing really worth living for in life so he went about like a zombie, doing as he was told...that is, until Ara comes and turns everything upside down for him. She is a mystery to him, one he cannot wrap his finger around. She is a breath of fresh air for him with her defiance and odd nature.
Sorry about the long note! By the way, Kitty actually wrote the majority of this chapter by herself! I merely tweaked it a bit. I am so proud of her! Remember, we are always willing to hear your comments and suggestions!
Even the door to the death wish that I see close by
I can feel the mild warmth
As I softly sing your name to myself
Just like that day, I'll always give you my love
I carry it... my everything
Surely, once again... see...
We can meet
-Gackt "Death Wish"
Yumi was utterly confused. She couldn't quite decide whether Harry's ministrations were painful or pleasurable. He was inflicting so many different sensations to her body, She was beginning to lose count. One moment, he would bite her so hard she didn't know if she should scream out in pain or pleasure, because as soon as she began to feel the pain, he would discontinue biting and tease her with his tongue. He would do this in various different spots on her body; her neck her shoulder, the back of her leg, her stomach and her wrist, all known sensitive spots.
"Feels wonderful doesn't it? I know you want to tell me just how good…. Or maybe you can't because of the sensation." He said smoothly as he let go of her wrist, having removed it from the shackle so he could fondle it. When he released the other, he picked her up bridal style. She was in no condition to walk, and he could see that her eyes blanked with passion. He carried Yumi out of the room and began to walk down the hall to the room where Draco had remained with Arathelia.
Draco had Ara in his grasp. He could probably have done anything he possibly desired to her, and she would never know the difference…well, at least that was the plan. He didn't understand why he felt compelled to stop, but Draco could not allow himself to enter her panties. He couldn't finish what he had started and seduce her; his softer side, the side he never allowed anyone to glimpse, had won out. He was beginning to grow a conscience, or just beginning to listen to it. As Ara opened her eyes, she saw the hesitation in Draco's eyes. She couldn't believe that the Draco Malfoy could not go through with it. As Ara opened her mouth to speak, Draco silenced her with a finger pressed against her lips.
"Listen, the plan was that Harry would seduce your friend, and I do the same to you, but I can't. After this, we would let you go and within a short amount of time you both will be inexplicably sexually drawn to us. That was the plan, anyway. You need to help your friend get out, knowing the real Harry, he won't show her a smidge of mercy. All you need to do is wait about five minutes then-" but before Draco could finish, the door creaked open. Harry sauntered in, Yumi unresisting in his arms. From what Ara could see, Yumi was covered in bruises that were just beginning to darken, and it looked horribly like someone had knocked her unconscious by force.
"You Ass! What the bloody hell did you do to her? You better not have harmed her, or I swear that you will wish Voldemort had killed you as a child!" Ara shouted angrily as Harry placed Yumi down next to her.
"Me? I did nothing to harm her, she enjoyed every minute of what I was inflicting on her." He said, he voice smug. He was smirking at the way she was reacting, silently laughing at her. Harry brushing a stray piece of hair from Yumi's face, giving Ara the full view of the other girl's eyes. Taking the hint, Ara looked down into her friend's eyes, only to be met with half-closed orbs of nothingness.
"Malfoy, I thought we agreed to have them both under in the time limit?" Harry asked dismally, settling into a chair in the corner of the room. He seemed to be warning Draco that any form of a lie as a response would not be the wisest choice for him to take.
"That's not my fault, it seems that this one is stronger than the one you took." Draco replied nonchalantly as he stood and strode over to Harry's chair.
"We have names, you slimy little gits! They are Arathelia and Yumi! No matter what you did to Yumi, you will never get her to fall for you. Her body may react to the sensations you inflict on her, but that is only her nerves speaking, not her heart or mind." Ara yelled from her position on the floor, still shackled to the wall.
"Oh, you silly little child. You think my only intention was to seduce her? I thought you two were supposed to be bright!" Hary questioned from his chair, now smiling an evil smile that only promised bad things for those on the receiving end of it.
"I have my moments" was Ara's smart assed remark. His smile faltering a bit at the edges, Harry stood and walked over to the two female bodies lying against the wall. As he bent, he got dangerously close to Arathelia and whispered,
"I had this planned all along just incase the blonde haired wonder failed…. Now I hope you enjoy the show." Harry moved over to Yumi's seemingly unconscious form and whispered something into her ear. Instantly, Yumi's body jerked up and her eyes fully shut.
"What did you do to her?" Ara asked in outrage, on the verge of screaming at Harry.
"Oh good, she does respond to the spell. You see, I found this nifty little spell that lets you place all these little sensory spots on the body, and when you touch one of them, they send either pain or pleasure through the body. I happened to choose pleasure for this occasion, but it isn't very hard to switch the one I inflict." he said in a cheerful little voice that sounded remarkably like a kid at Christmas who knew they were getting a brand new toy. The sound of it almost made Ara want to puke…or punch him in the face. Definitely the second one.
"Now, usually you install them without the particular person knowing, then use them to influence the person so they are compelled to do as you say." Before Ara had the chance to respond to the dark haired sadist, he began speaking to Yumi.
"Yumi dear, don't you think it would be lovely if you were to have a little fun here with your good friend, Arathelia?" It took her a minute to realize what Harry was trying to do, but she quickly understood what he wanted from them. He was ordering Yumi to put on a Yuri show with her for Draco and Harry to get off on. The mere thought made Arathelia start laughing hysterically. Just as she thought, her laughter drew Harry's attention to her and away from the squirming Yumi.
"What exactly do you find so funny? Do you find your friend being controlled hilarious?" When Arathelia finally stopped laughing, she met Harry's gaze with a grin.
"You actually think that Yumi would put on show for you with me? You obviously don't know her. She's stronger than that. She is the type who would rather do harm to themselves than to others. She would view that particular action as doing me harm, so her own morals will inhibit her from carrying out your order. And, I don't mean to sound arrogant, but it doesn't look like she is in the mood to take orders from you, anyway." Ara spoke calmly, her voice steady but her tone was biting and rigid. She still held Harry's gaze, watching the doubt of his plan's success begin to blossom in his eyes
"No, you will listen to me, and do as I say!" Harry yelled, shaking his head to rid himself of those thoughts. He grabbed Yumi, holding her half off the ground by his grip on her hair. Yumi didn't even react to the abuse. She just stared at him defiantly, as if to silently tell him she would never obey the likes of him.
"Fine then. I tried to be mice and use the sensory marks for pleasure, but since you want to play hard, I'll switch to Pain. Perhaps that will show you that I am not playing games, that I will seriously hurt you if you disobey me." He growled angrily as he grabbed her wrist and pressed down on the hickey he had left.
"NO!" Both Ara and Draco screamed out. It was too late for them to stop him, Harry had already caused that particular sensor to react, causing bursts of searing pain through Yumi's body. None of them could do anything but watch in horror as Yumi twitched on the floor, curled up in a fetal position with her scrunched closed. Seeing nothing would allow her to ignore the pain better, allow her to attempt to escape into her thoughts, but even those were not entirely safe. Tired of the show, Harry stood and left the room, while Draco ran over and unlocked the shackles on Arathelia.
"Listen it's night-time so you can carry her upstairs and not be noticed. I didn't think this would happen. I really thought we would just have a little fun after we seduced you two and then got you to agree to more." Draco told her silently, his cold blue eyes filled with shame. He lowered his head, causing his platinum hair to cascade over his face, hiding any emotion his face betrayed.
