Chapter 14 Nightmarish Boundaries
The pair walked down the sidewalk holding hands, Dayne had a wobble in his step trying to avoid the pain hurting in his crotch area. Seras was enjoying the stroll down the road trying not to laugh at his silly stride but keeping a grin on her face. Quit smiling, it's not funny, said Dayne squeamishly. But you look mentally retarded when you walk like that, replied Seras. Well if you were a guy and you just had a garden hose ripped out of you're dick no more than five minutes ago don't you think that would hurt, questioned Dayne? If I was a guy we wouldn't be having this conversation right now would we, questioned Seras back? Touche, answered Dayne. A smile crossed his face and he started to hum. I don't want to hear music right now, pleaded Seras. Dayne started breaking out into song
"Sometimes ya got to squeeze
"Dayne!"
"Sometimes ya got to say please"
"I'm warning you!"
"Sometimes ya got to say, hey"
"Graaaghh!"
"I'm gonna fuck you, softly, I'm onna screw you, gently, I'm onna hump you sweetly, and then I'm onna bar you, discreetly"
Seras bolted him in the arm with her fist. Enough! Dayne rubbed his arm, I just wanna lighten the mood a little. Well I don't want to hear Tenacious D, replied Seras. What about Rage? " Fuck you I won't do what you tell me", I don't feel like Rage Against the Machine either, answered Seras. What about Phill Collins, asked Dayne in a polite babyish voice? Go for it, sighed Seras. Reluctantly Dayne started up. "This is the world we live in, and these are the names were given, you stand and let's start trying, to make it a place worth fighting for". His singing accompanied her the whole way home.
Dinner consisted of left over ham and green beans from her first night, and after finally getting to taste them she couldn't stop eating them. They were so finely salted and heated to perfection. Is there any more, asked Seras? More, stated Dayne! You ate the whole crock pot clean and damned well could have taken my hand with it, I swear you eat like a starved Ethiopian. So what's you're point, said Seras. Lord Almighty in heaven it's impossible to win an argument over you, said Dayne face palming. Seras got up and walked over to Dayne,leaning forward and kissing him on the lips. May I use the shower, asked Seras politely? My home is you're home, you may use whatever you wish and take whatever you wish, I will deny you the use of nothing. Thank you, said Seras with a delighted smile.
The water was warm against her skin as she ran soap through her blond locks. She couldn't shake the feeling of that first kiss with Pip, and then after that the first kiss with Dayne. Both of those moments, in their own way, felt the same. Like a passing symbol of love. She imagined a tender palm running up her side, the warmth of the embrace, their tongues in each others mouths.
what, the water was now ice cold as Seras eyes shot open. It was a dream, she had dreamed about that moment, not recalling which one it was. Was it from the war, or under the overpass? "Why am I feeling this way? Am I finally accepting this crap into my life?" She put a fist to the wall. "No, I can't let this happen to me. I will not let my will crumble because of this supposed love." She put her palm to her face. "Come on now Seras, get a grip, focus, there is more important things to think about than men." She started to cry." it's just not me! What's happening? What am I letting myself turn into?" She wrapped her arms around herself shuddering. " Okay I admit it, I love him, there has never been any other man like him, he's so unique. And...and h..he cares about me. It doesn't matter if there's some part of me that wants him inside my body or whatever bullshit like that, because I love him back and I will not break the ties that bind this relationship." She got out and dried off, slipping her underwear on, she resumed her speech with herself. "No more running from love, I'm going to embrace it and enjoy every possible aspect of it." She was putting on her matching black bra when Dayne burst into the room, Shit, Fuck, Sorry, I just tried knocking on the door but I didn't get a response, I'm so sorry, fuck! No it's fine, said Seras, please sit down. No I should probably let you get dressed, started Dayne. I insist, said Seras with a growl. Shocked, Dayne sat on a nearby stool, he noticed how she had an athletic body. No she wasn't a muscle freak, dike looking person (like a certain hated German Nazi), she was just very fit and in shape. He was fidgeting with his gamer thumbs while he watched her sit on the toilet lid and button up her shirt. The way she pulled up her skirt before sitting back down and positioning her legs in the air to pull up her stockings.
She looked over to see that his face was very beat red with embarrassment. Oh my god, said Seras softly. You're a virgin aren't you? Dayne looked towards the bathroom floor. Have you ever even seen a woman's body this close before, asked Seras? Dayne lightly shook his head. It was no wonder when she tasted his blood that it was so sweet and pure, but his virginity wasn't the only reason. She knew this from when Integra had made her drink those few drops of her virgin blood from her finger. It tasted horrible, putrid. There was no compassionate emotions to it, it was an order and she knew this was the difference between Integra's blood and Dayne and Pips blood. I really think the bathroom isn't the place to talk about personal things, stated Dayne.
Then she remembered the question, the one she forgot about the night before. Dayne, why did you call me that name? What name, asked Dayne back. The name you called me the night before, mignonette. She noticed a sudden change in Dayne's expression. It switched from embarrassed to shocked. I don't think we should discuss this, said Dayne quietly. What are you hiding, asked Seras? "I'm not hiding anything!" Seras got up and walked over to Dayne, glaring in his face. "Then what is it you won't tell me?" I... I. Tell me, demanded Seras! I can't explain... you'll just have to see for yourself. See What? Follow me, said Dayne as he got up and left the bathroom.
Putting her boots on, Seras followed Dayne over to a shelf lined with books. What's this supposed to explain, asked Seras with crossed arms? Take a look, insisted Dayne tossing her a paperback. Please... don't think any differently of me. She unfolded her arms just in time to catch the paperback. looking at the cover she noticed two comic book characters on the front, they seemed very familiar, in fact too familiar. After a good five seconds, she knew what she was looking at. Just to be sure, she flipped through the first few pages before dropping the book to the ground, she backed against a wall and looked at her hands. I..I...I n-no, no this can't be right. That's not me. That's not me! Dayne knelt down by her side and took her hand. I should have told you sooner, please, forgive me. She did what emotions told her to do, she grabbed Dayne in an embrace and cried. I don't get it, why did it have to happen to me? I don't know Seras, I don't know.
Yeah it's not that good of a chapter, but anyways. The songs mentioned are Fuck Her Gently: by Tenacious D, Killing in the Name of: by Rage Against the Machine, and Land of Confusion: by Phill Collins.
