I was really bored so yeah… It's not even angsty. Hehe, how about that?

Well, this contains adult themes, just so you know. My mind has been in the gutter lately…


Persuasion

Comodo. The home of dancers and easily known as the most romantic city of Midgard. With the eternal sunset casting a pinkish light over the sand and water, it was easy to fall in love in a place like that. The air was always pleasantly warm, but not blazing hot like the climate of Morroc. Whether people came here looking for love or looking for some relaxation, they never get quite what they expect.

Passion and fiery romances were seen everywhere but when it came time to leave; one would wake up alone, left with only sweet and many times licentious memories. Since Comodo was so far from the other cities of Midgard, the city of romance had fallen prey to so many sins. You could never come to the city of sunset and leave with regret no matter the situation though. Lucia had never once regretted her nights spent in the arms of a stranger because it was always her that was stringing them along. She would never admit that she was a little bit lonely though. Alchemy had its pros and cons but the potion maker took full advantage of her skills.

A fleeting glance, a mischievous smile and a few drops of her own special "cocktail" into their drink would have them swooning at her feet. She found, though, that her potions were almost never needed unless there was someone particular that did not quite have an interest in her silent invitations. Lucia had never taken no as an answer.

Her bare feet sunk into the pink and white sand as she walked along the beach, back to her room. She carried her boots and cloak in one arm and her satchel of potions in the other. Clear cerulean eyes looked out the city as she walked away from the beach. A short time later, she reached the inn and slipped on her boots before going inside. The main room was completely empty except for the clerk behind the counter.

"Hello miss Lucia," she said pleasantly.

"Evening." The alchemist smiled. She always tried to be as pleasant as possible and it somehow irritated a select few people. They were mostly customers that tried to haggle for an unfair price. She was usually happy to accommodate prices for people but not to the point of losing money. She found that polite insults were the most fun and people usually did not catch her meaning right away. She made her way upstairs to drop her cloak and potion bag in her room, and then headed toward her favorite restaurant in Comodo. The food was good and the company was a good selection most of the time. She strode into the restaurant, running a hand through her wavy crimson hair and took a seat at an empty table.

There were only a handful of people in the restaurant including her. It was rather unusual because it was quite a popular place. Despite so few people, her gaze ended up across the room at the bar. A pair of steely gray eyes met hers and she lost herself. All she could see were those eyes. She suddenly felt extremely warm all over. After a few moments, the stranger looked away with a smirk and she felt released from her silent capture.

Lucia then heard someone clear her throat and looked up to see her server watching her with an amused expression. "Can I get you anything? Something to eat or drink? Maybe that man you were ogling at over there?" she giggled.

Lucia scolded herself for being so obvious. "Em…I ah…I'll take a glass of water." She needed something to cool her down. How unusual…she had to admit that that was a first. She had never been so captured by a person before.

"I'll be back in a minute." The girl grinned as she left. Lucia turned her gaze to the man at the bar cautiously. He merely stared into his drink, ignoring her now. He had wild, pale blond hair that seemed to suit his rough exterior. From his garb, he was obviously a rogue and that fact alone enticed her. She liked the risky ones, as they were the most thrilling.

"Here you go." The server had returned, setting an icy glass of water before the enamored alchemist. "Anything else?"

"No," she said, slowly taking her eyes away from the rogue, "I'll let you know if I do." She gave the girl a polite smile.

"Okay then." As the server left, Lucia debated moving in on her prey so she watched him a few minutes. She could see the faintest grin appearing on his lips though he continued to stare at his drink. He knew she was watching him. Finally, she slid from her chair and sashayed over to the bar.

Through his sharp peripheral vision, he watched her approach, her hips swinging seductively. She chose a place close to him but left one empty seat in between. She sipped at her glass of water but the heat within her refused to go away. She would have used a hand to fan herself but she had an image to keep up! She was the cool, smooth talking, intelligent alchemist. Right, she laughed inwardly. In attempt to busy herself, she pulled out a small notepad that she wrote her mixture notes in and flipped through the pages.

The rogue turned his head just slightly to get a better look at the sly alchemist. She was slim, well proportioned and nothing to complain about in most men's eyes. He always liked the typical female alchemist uniform. It was a wonder that the top of the short dress stayed in place.

She was gorgeous, no doubt, but he knew her type very well. She was a heart breaker; one of the kinds of girls you do not try to tame. He was rather confident that he could turn the assertive lioness into a mewling kitten. He really was fascinated despite his aloof attitude. It would be all too easy to use her own tactics against her. "It's best not to get mixed up with the likes of me," he said sending her a sidelong glance.

She turned to him and set her notepad on the counter. "What sort of man might you be?" she asked. "You just look like a typical rogue up to no good."

"All that and more."

"Somehow I think you're the arrogant type that isn't half as good, or bad, they claim to be," she taunted him with a grin.

"I think you're probably more trouble than you're worth," he shot back. "You can't always have everything that you want."

"Oh, there's always a way to get the things I want. How hard I try, on the other hand, depends on how much of my time it's worth."

"I guess you'll just have to go look somewhere else then." He shrugged and finished off his drink.

Something seemed…off. She couldn't quite tell what it was but she just had this ravenous need to get him to her room. It wasn't like she was deprived, but there was something about him that she wanted. Only, she couldn't figure it out. "I'm leaving." He said standing up and tossing a few zeny next to his empty glass.

Damn him. He had beaten her to the punch. She rose as well and sent him a mischievous look. As she placed a hand on her hip, the rogue stared at her, waiting for her to say whatever it was that she was going to say. "You could at least walk a girl back to her room. Who knows what sorts of dangerous people roam at night."

This caused him to grin. "Like rogues?"

"Indeed." Her rosy lips curled into a smiled as she turned for the door. Sticking his hands in his pockets, he followed at a leisurely pace, a few steps behind, admiring the view.

Night had fallen completely and the moon cast a sparkling reflection against the deep color of the ocean. If she could stay in one place forever, it would be here. Some preferred mountains, others liked vast golden plains, but not Lucia. She loved everything about the ocean. The sounds, the smells, the feel…it was with the ocean that she could think about nothing and enjoy solitude. She normally feared solitude. This was why she so often needed these nights with handsome strangers. She had never been any good at real relationships. With the ocean, though, she never needed to worry about any of that.

The two walked in silence but she knew he was there despite his soundless steps. "Are you always this quiet?" she mused.

"Just enjoying the view."

"Which view?" she asked with a laugh. He didn't reply but she knew which he was referring to. Turning onto a new street, her inn came into view. He continued to follow her into the quaint inn and to her door where she stopped. She turned to face the devious rogue and saw that he was indeed still standing there. He was a rather imposing figure with his height and build. Not to mention the unfriendly glare.

She wasn't quite sure what to say now but apparently no words were needed. One hand moved up to the doorframe to cage her and he grasped the door knob to opened the door with the other hand, gray eyes never looking away from her.

"In." This was all he needed to say before she fell completely under his spell and she didn't mind one bit.

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Lucia awoke groggily with the sun blaring rudely into her room. She sat up, pulling the blanket around her bare chest and looked around. She was the only one in the bed and the room. This was certainly a first. It was always her that left before her beautiful stranger woke. With a sigh, she fell back against her pillow and yawned. She must have been awake nearly all night. In fact, she barely remembered anything of the previous night. She drifted off into sleep again shortly after, despite the bright sun.

The next time she woke up, the sun was setting. With a yawn, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood slowly. The first thoughts in her head were that she wasted a day of sales. The second thoughts were that she was starving. The growling of her stomach agreed.

After she showered and dressed, she grabbed her potion bag and slung it over her shoulder. She left the inn and went to the same restaurant as the previous night. This time, she was more interested in food than men. Walking quietly into the restaurant, she found a seat by a window and waited for a server. A few minutes later, the same waitress approached the table as the night before. "Why hello again! You must've had a late night, huh?" she teased.

"I barely remember it," Lucia yawned. In fact, most of her Comodo night passed like dreams…especially the last one.

The girl poured her a glass of water and pulled out a notepad to take her order. "He was good looking all right…almost didn't seem real. So what can I get for you?" Lucia shrugged as she skimmed the menu. "I know just the thing!"

"Sure." Lucia said, setting the menu back down. She watched the waitress disappear into the kitchen then turned to the window, watching the sun set slowly over the water. It was always so pretty here in Comodo. No wonder she always spent so much time here. The atmosphere was so relaxed and calm. She then overheard two girls, a bit younger than herself, talking at the table behind her.

"Do you really think they exist?" one girl asked.

"Definitely! I heard that they frequent Comodo. What I wouldn't give for a night with one of them," she giggled. "I heard from a lady at one of the inns talking about one. She said he couldn't be anything else but that. Amazingly, he walked into the inn and she pointed him out to me. Supposedly they can convince even the most difficult woman to their bed. She said that he's very mysterious and one minute he's there, another he's gone."

"Really? What did he look like?" the other girl asked eagerly.

"Tan skin, amazing steely gray eyes and the most gorgeous blond hair I've ever seen. He smiled at us and I nearly fainted. Oh that smile…he's a rogue, you know. I don't usually go for the dangerous ones but I could for him," she swooned. "What goes on in Comodo stays in Comodo, right?"

"Always. I'm sure he's a gorgeous specimen of a man but an incubus? Just a myth I think. It seems like such a silly thing to be real," she laughed.

"Mmm, suit yourself," her friend sighed. "No normal man is that dreamy."

Ha, an incubus? They are just a myth, Lucia thought to herself with a grin. Surely they couldn't be talking about the man she has spent the night with, though the description fit. What a silly idea. The two girls suddenly went quiet but the alchemist paid them no mind. She kept watching the sunset until a breathy voice spoke next to her ear. It sent a shudder through her. It wasn't a bad shudder either. It just made her remember clearly the feel of his fingers on her skin last night.

"The girl is exactly right," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear, and then she felt him leave. By the time she collected herself and turned to look at him, all she saw was the restaurant door click shut. The two girls were gawking at the scene they had witnessed.

"H-hey, miss alchemist?" one of the girls spoke. Lucia merely looked over to them. "You know him?"

The alchemist thought for a moment and then simply replied. "Just for a night." Then it dawned on her that he had strung her along all that night. Not the other way around like it always was with her. She never realized a thing until now. She wasn't used to that… "Damn it! That was not fair," she mumbled to herself.

The waitress returned soon after with a plate of eggs and pancakes and a strangely devious smile on her face. "Learn a valuable lesson, did you?"

"Men aren't just toys?"

"No, they are," the waitress grinned. "The lesson is that you'll be lonely forever if you keep playing that game." The girl was absolutely right.


A/N: Kinda silly but oh well, I write whatever pops into my head. I was playing with DBs on iRO the other day and I summoned three incubus'...hence the incubus in the story. Hehe XD