The Bitterness of the Rain
By:Danni Lynn
Chapter 4: Time and time again
~+!Saya's Pov!+~
Years. So many. I lost count long, long ago. How many years? Ten? Twenty? Thirty-five? So, so many, many years it has been. Where is my sister? Where is my little sister? This basement is dark. So dark. Theses walls are the only thing that knows the truth of the many, many sins that have been commited here. They hold all the emotions that I ever held down here in this suffacting darkness. All my anger. All my sorrow. All my tears and blood. My very essence has been grated down into this cavern. As has been my desire to kill Anshel and Hagi along with Joel. I hate them! I hate them all! They took everything from me. It was them that made me like this. A monster is what I am. They make this urg to kill so overwelming when they starve me. They enjoy watching me grow weak from hunger. They are trying to break me. They broke me once. They can do it again. So much darkness. So much pain. So much hunger. So much rage.
Where is my sister? Where is my little sister that I held in my arms and defended as the men came to get samples for their study. I miss her. She is like me but much, much gentler and rowdy. Her memory is the only thing that has kept me going. I would have shattered long ago if I had not had her memory living on inside me. I would have also escaped long ago if it hadn't been for the constant threat from Hagi that he'll kill my sister if I escape. So I beg for them not to harm her. So they peldge me to commit to their demands and cruelity and so they would not harm her.
Year after year, day after day, they experiment on me. The experiments never stop. I'm starving and thirsty. So thirsty. I haven't fed in weeks. I can barely move.
Anshel desended down the flight of steps from the big oak door that leads to the world above. To a world I have not been to for many years. Even the tower was better than this. At least there were small rays of light streaming from the cracks and fixtures in the stone walls. This place is just a pit of a dark abbess waiting to swallow any and everything that is placed among its hole.
Anshel cradled someone in his arms as he leasurily took his time coming to me. I already knew the main objective the person in Anshel's arms were to serve. They were to be my 'food' that is fed to me every so often. When my sister and I were in the tower we were fed human food more often then when I am to be able to feed down here in the basement. Its only servants I eat nothing more nothing less. I haven't had human food since the tower.
Instead of tossing a newly killed servant corspe at my feet, Anshel lied a girl down against the same wall I was chained to and began to clamp down the shackles on her wrists and ankles. She lied nomore than ten feet away. I could have easily broken the chains and gotten to her if I had been more recently fed. When Anshel was done, he stood up and dusted off his pants while muttering 'flithy' under his breath before he turned to look at me. I smiled sweetly at him even though we both knew it was a fake smile.
"So...what new...experiment are we working...on?"
I rasped slowly as I began to pant for air. When I say I was weak, I mean about to kill over with every breath of air, weak and Anshel knew it so he grinned like as if another one of his experiments were a succsess.
"The new experiment is a simple one. Just made out of simple curiosity. Something to entertain ourselves with while waiting for the results of the more, important experiments. We are trying to see how long a Queen can last with her humanity when she is to be starved with food right in front of her. Like I said before, simple. I'll come down to check on you every few hours just to see how your doing."
Anshel spectulated as he shifted his weight on his feet. I was struck with a strange thought. Anshel was like me too. So was Hagi.
"Anshel...how many...times a day...do you feed?"
I wondered as my thoughts just drifted. I was too weak to care about anythng. I just didn't want it be silent with only the breathing of another person to be the only sound I had to listen too. Espially when I was so hungry. Anshel seemed as startled by the question as I felt and blinked a couple a times as if he thought he hadn't heard me right.
"Three times a day. But I sip it with wine not drink it straight from the bottle like you. It would be degrading of me to do such a barberic thing."
Anshel answered nochalantly. I nodded in understanding while trying to process another question through my slow mind.
"I'm barberic?...I like to think...I'm...natural."
I wheezed the words out but meant to make a joke. Anshel seemed to have caught it and chuckled a little. I never knew he had a sense of humor other than his own. Amusing.
"Natural? Never thought that way. Its still barberic even if its natural."
Anshel replied back to me. I sighed and shook my head.
"Whatever...Where is...Hagi?"
I moaned as my throat burned. I was so thirsty. So very, very thirsty. Anshel studied me as I licked my lips and peered hungerily at the girl that lied unconsious a few feet away from me. I could almost feel her pulse beat against my skin as I drained away her life force. It had been a long time since I drank from the living and not the freshly killed dead.
"On offical bussiness. Nothing you need to concern yourself with."
Anshele told me matter-a-factly and turned to climb the steps back up into the otherworld, I so desperatly wish to be in once more. As Anshele was about to open the door I called out to him.
"Wait!...One last thing...I need to ask you..."
I called out to him. Ashele glanced at me and prompted me to go on.
"How...is my...sister?"
I asked with complete desperation to know. Anshele went silent for a moment as he thought about it.
"The subject in the tower is fine. We test on her every now and then. But most of our research is based around you since you are the eldest."
Anshele told me. I was filled with instant relief.
"You...feed...her more often than I...right?"
I gasped for air.
"Most certaintly. One of our subjects have to be in good health just so we can keep her for testing later in the future. Oh and before you ask what we feed her, is human food with blood mixed in with wine. So we treat her quite well for someone locked away in a tower. You are very talktive today."
Anshele observed and I nodded in understanding. I had nothing more to say. Anshele would leave and go about his business and I would try to ignore the sound of the beating heart of the human girl. But as Anshele opened the door, he spoke out. I am not for sure it was to me or to himself.
"You are getting friendlier."
These were his final words as he slammed the door shut. Leaving me in the darkness with a campion I did not want. My restraints were getting heavier by the hour and I would not last long with my new room mate. I was bound to kill her in the end. Whether I choose to or not.
I jumped awake as screaming thrummed in my ears like drums. I glanced around startled as my heart slammed wildly in my chest. Then I relized I was sprawled out on a couch in a room. The blanket that was used to cover me was crumpled on the ground unused. The shouts were coming from the room over so I planted my feet on the black carpet floor and made my way very slowly to the doorway of the other room. I peered cautiously into the room and let a sigh of relief escape my thoat. Diva was pouting at Nathan about something as Nathan spread out his arms as if too prevent Diva from going farther into the room. She was on the oppisite side of the room with Nathan's back to me.
"I want to see her! Why won't you let me see Saya?"
Diva shouted unessarily at Nathan who shook his head stubbornly in response.
"Saya needs her rest. She has been very tired latly. Visit her another time."
Nathan answered coolly. I backed out of the doorway and back into the room. I strolled over to another door that led into a bathroom which was very big and high class. There was a set of clothes and towels folded on the counter so I stripped off my current clothes as I closed and locked the door behind me. I turned the shower on to the coldest point and stepped in. I liked it cold and I also liked it dark when I took a shower so I usually kept the light off. It relaxed me. The cold water kept me aware and alert as the darkness eased soothe my stress and worries.
As the water cascaded down into misty sprays around my body there was a knock on the door.
"Saya, its me Diva. Can I talk to you?"
Diva whined at me. I didn't answer. I stayed silent like a predator stays silent when it stalks it prey. I wasn't up to catering to Diva's wishes. Thats why we have chevaliers. Their immortal servants. You can't get better than that. Diva knocked on the door again just more rapidly and louder.
"Saya! Come on! Tell me what I did wrong! I didn't mean to upset you."
Her last sentence came out a muttered whisper that I just barely caught through the sound of the pounding water and the door. There was a thump against the door and all became silent once more. The cold water felt cool against my over heated skin. My black hair dripped with water and...as I glanced at my feet water and blood drained away down the pipe. I grabbed the bar of soap that sat on a empty shelf on the wall. I scrubbed away the blood as much as I could. As I tried to shut out the vivid images of past sins, but those things aren't something you can wipe away with just soap and water. It was one of those things that get carved into your very soul. Like an enternal reminder of a unforgivable sin.
As the cold water began to warm, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed the closest towel and wrapped it around my body. I felt better than I had in a while and all the dried blood was off me. I slowly dried myself off and grabbed the clothes that lied in a folded pile on the counter.
As I slipped into the clothes that were a bit too big on me, I noticed a piece of paper on the floor at my feet. I bent over to pick it up as I dried my hair. I read it slowly while thinking over what it said.
Dear Saya,
I figured you might want to take a shower as soon as you got up so I left a pile of clothes on the counter with a couple of towels for you.
If you are wondering where we are then I am here to tell you. We have reached our destination. You are at the Zoo at this very moment. You are in an storage housing unit made during your time while you were a sleep for the last thirty years. It was placed under ground so as not to raise the suspisions of the locals that might give a reason for Anshele and Hagi to come back to this place.
So enjoy your stay. Nathan and I will be staying on the otherside of the housing unit where the bedrooms are. I left you on the couch because it was the quitest place in the entire area.
Oh and please try to get along with Diva. We might be here for a while so make use of it while you can.
Your best interest is my cammand.
Sincerily your immortal protector,
Solomon
I placed the paper back down and hummed my favorite song that Diva always sings. I'm no good at singing like my sister but I tend to hum it, time to time. I place the wet towels on the hanger and threw away the note in the trash can. As I opened the door to the room I woke up in, Diva came crashing down on my feet. She yelped with surprise and peered up at me like a confused, startled puppy. Drool lead a trail from her lips down onto her chin. Her long black hair was nappy and poofy.
I couldn't help but smile down at her….unadquite state.
"So let me guess, you had nothing more to do while I took a shower so you staked a place to sleep and it just happened to be the door to the bathroom? Or you just somehow tripped as soon as I happen to open the door?"
I asked her amused while she fumbled around for an answer. I stretched my hand out to her to help her up. She grabbed it gratfully and bonced to her feet. I strolled over to the couch and plopped down with Diva in tow.
"Um…I wanted to ask you something."
Diva replied as she sat down next to me. I raised an eyebrow at her in question.
"So you staked out the door because it was so important?"
I implied. Diva sheepishly shook her head 'yes' causing her black hair to flutter at the sudden movement.
"Uh-huh. I wanted to know why your avoiding me all of a sudden. You haven't done this since we lived in Russia as the Grand Duchesses and that was only for the simple fact that we were imposing as the daughters of the Imperial Romanov family."
Diva reminded me. She had imposed as Anastasia, and I had imposed as Tatiana. So we didn't have much of a choice for the avoidness but now there was no exscuse and Diva knew that she had me cornered. I sighed wishing I hadn't caused such a mess. Diva stared expectaintly at me to give an answer that I wish not to give.
"Come on, Saya. Tell me, please!"
Diva whined as she prompted me on. I nodded and cleared my throat trying to get rid of the guilt that was forming a lump in my throat.
"So you truly have to know?"
I teased trying to ease the tension in my stomach. Diva shook her head voilently as a reply.
"Are you sure? Truly, have to know?"
I stalled. Diva greeted her teeth and nodded slowly.
"Really, do you-"
I started but Diva cut me short.
"Come on Saya!"
Diva hissed through clenched teeth.
"All right then,"
I made a dramatic pause as curiousity prickled in the air like lightening.
"You smell funny."
I ended. Diva gave me a confused look much similair to the one she gave me when she was lying at my feet when I had opened the bathroom door. She frowned disatified and shook her head.
"I do not. Stop being mean Saya. Now tell me the truth."
Diva countered. Now I knew I was completely cornered with no way out.
"Alright, Diva. My answer is this; I'm sorry."
I finished. Diva cocked her head to the side trying to understand what I said.
"Sorry for what?"
Diva asked me in confusment. I grimaced. I didn't want to explain to her why. I just wanted to be forgiven.
"Will you still forgive me, if I tell you?"
I needed to know. The memory was horrid and I had to know. Diva gave me a small smile and nodded.
"Yes, I can forgive you. I've always have. I live with you so I might as well get along with you."
Diva replied. I felt ease soothe the knot of worry.
"Thank you. I'm apologizing for hurting you back in Japan."
I announced. Diva's eyes widen and I could tell she knew exactly what I was talking about because her hand emditly flew up to her shoulder where I had struck a medal rod through her shoulder. I could see the pain that was reveling in her eyes. I leaned in to take her hand to assure her that I was sorry and she would be fine but before I could touch her she drew back away from me.
She met my eyes and shook her head as tears came streaming down from her eyes. I had never hurt Diva before so this was a first. I always protected Diva so when she got hurt it must have been unbearable. I was more proned to getting harmed than she was. I could take having my arm cut off with a sword stuck in my stomach and left to die. But Diva couldn't take that.
I protected her. I wouldn't be able to call myself her sister if I let her get hurt all the time. I casted my eyes away from hers and backed off. I hadn't ment to scare her like that.
"I'm sorry."
I stood up quickly with my head down and was about to flee the room with my tail behind my legs like a scared mutt, but Diva grabbed my wrist and kept me where I stood.
"Don't. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you sad as I know you hadn't ment to hurt me. I forgive you. Can you forgive me?"
Diva pleaded me. I looked back into her sad, innocent eyes. I nodded and slowly sat down next to her.
"Thank you, Saya. Now that touching moment is over, want to go get something to eat?"
Diva suggest making me realize just how hungry I really was. I licked my lips as a reply causing Diva to grin.
"Good. So what will it be? Human food or their blood?"
Diva asked me like as if she were a waitress working at a restraunt. I thought about it. Human food was appealing but not as much as thier blood. Then I remembered we were in a housing unit underground. How would we be able to get any blood.
"Diva, you do know we're underground and can't leave this place. How are we going to be able to catch tasty humans?"
I spoke my thoughts to her. Diva smiled at me and winked.
"For me to know and you to find out."
Diva replied. I hated when she kept secrets from me. It made me feel left out. I shrugged and sighed. Diva got up and grabbed my hand. She half dragged me half flew me out of the room and into a kitchen in matter of seconds. I stood there and gapped like a fool with my mouth hanging wide open. There stood in front of me were the two most biggest refriraters I've ever seen. My mouth watered at the sight of them. My knees gave way and I began to weep. Diva looked at me confused and worried.
"Saya?"
I crawled over to one of the refrigerators and clung to it.
"Food. Food. Food. Food. Food. Food. Oh my god! Food!"
I chanted as silvia came dripping out of my mouth and pooled around my feet. Diva began to giggle hystericaly as I kept chanting like a madwomen 'food'. Diva was close to bawling with luaghter by my thrid string of chants.
"Glad to know, somebody's apperiates the food not like a certain queen?"
Solomon's voice broke through my chanting as he raised an eyebrow at Diva who was hiccuping with giggles. I wiped my eyes and glanced at Diva curoius why Solomon had said that.
"What'd you say Diva to make Solo mad?"
I asked not meaning to call Solomon by his nickname. Diva breathed slowly.
"I said this wasn't enough to feed you and your many stomachs. Its amazing your not fat by now."
Diva erupted into another hiccuping/ hysterical giggling/chuckling/screaming laughter. I pouted and stared up at Diva.
"Did she actually say that?"
I frowned at Solomon who nodded to my misery.
"Close. I believe her exact word were; Saya can eat this much in a day. Solomon your stupid! You should have brought enough food to feed an army for a month at least Saya would be able to eat to her fill for about a week."
Solomon told me while making Diva make choaking noise as she fought to breath for air over her never ending laughter. I glared up at him angerly.
"Your not helping."
I growled at him ready to gouge his eyes out and drink him dry. But James strolled in and stopped me.
"Solomon stop pissing off Saya. Saya stop getting pissed off. Diva, for the love of god! Breath, woman! Stop your annoying luaghter!"
Everyone in the room turned and glared at James. Diva got up and locked arms with me.
"Sister, did your boy James just call me 'woman'? I do believe that was very rude of him. Shall we teach him a lesson?"
Diva asked as she puffed herself up as if she was about to go to war. I nodded in consent.
"We shall."
I cried out as we ran at James with our arms in entwined ready to do our famous 'Pissed sisters punch'. But Solomon stepped in the way.
"Solo get out of the way!"
I snapped at him. He grabbed me by the shoulders and held me down.
"Breath Saya. Breath."
Solomon cammand. I grunted and slowly let out my breath. Diva snorted and pouted at me as all of my oomph disappeared. I sighed and thought for a second. I turned to look at the pouting Diva.
"How are we going to get blood?"
I asked her. Diva grinned and went to one of the refrigerators and pulled out serval blood packets. I stared at them. All different blood types. She placed them on the counter and stared at me as if waiting to be praised.
"Problem solved. These taste as good as fresh blood. You can even heat them up to make them taste fresher. I love them. Try one."
Diva explained as she tossed me one. I cuaght it and ripped it open with my hands and drank its contents. As soon as the blood touched my mouth I thought I was about to gag. The blood packets tasted horrible. They felt like poisen in my mouth. Diva was watching me so I downed the blood quickly and motioned for her to hand me another. She gladly did so as she drank from her own A negative blood baggie. I downed the blood just as quick and it tasted no better. I smiled up at Diva and gave her a shaky thumbs up. Diva grinned ear to ear and happily sipped from the baggie
I threw the empty packets away and turned to Solomon.
"Where are the bedrooms? I would like to see them."
Solomon nodded and guided me away. We passed several rooms. Two living rooms, a study, and a bathroom. Each room more than 20 by 40 (even the bathroom). Solomon led me down another hall before he stopped in from of a door that had my name craved on it. I peered around Solomon and saw Diva's name was carved on another door just right behind us. Solomon opened my door and ushered me in. I almost fainted at the sight of my room. It was huge! My bed was more than a king size. You could have a party on that thing with room still left over. One wall was covered in nothing but shelves of books. All different genres. There wasn't a telvision set but I never really liked them anyway but there was mini-refrigerator set on a dress that was long and huge. My closet was fairly sized and it was filled with clothes like my dresser. White carperting was placed beneath my feet and it was fuzzy as I walked on it barefooted. My walls were painted blue. I stood there dazzled as I took in the room. A soft nudge shook me out of my day dream as Solomon pointed to another door.
"That's your bathroom. And this is your bedroom."
Solomon motioned everything in my room.
"Hey, where is the door that leads you into outside the housing unit?"
I asked while slowly walking out the door. Solomon nodded as he led me out of my room to another hall with a heavy metal door that was bolted and locked.
"This is it. Its padlocked so you and Diva won't be sneaking out of here anytime soon without my say-so."
Solomon explained. I nodded feeling suddenly tired. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. Solomon stared at me as if he was observing me.
"Your tired already? You've already slept day's worth in the last week. Have you been eating properly? Like as in human food? You do need to eat that time to time. Its good substance for your body if you don't drink enough blood."
Solomon went all doctor on me so I muttered a goodnight and made my way back to my room. As I opened my bedroom door I noticed Solomon was right behind me. I stared at him waiting for him to go away but he stood there like a statue.
"What?"
I groaned sleepily. I was exuaghsted. Diva wore me out. Solomon was starting to get on my nerves by his silent presence.
"When was the last time you had a proper meal with food and blood?"
Solomon questioned me. I rounded on him and threw my hands up in the air.
"I don't know! A week or two? Three days? Six? How should I know? They kept me locked in that basement for years! My sense of time isn't exactly accurate. I hate them! I hate them! I hate that basement! It was dark and lonely. So very lonely."
I stuttered as I got lost in memories. Then I remembered Solomon was right in front of me. I clasped my hands over my mouth knowing it was too late. I had siad too much. Solomon leaned forward to put a hand on my shoulder but I drew back into my room. As the memories came crashing down, reminding me of every sin I've ever done. Tears dripped from my eyes and soaked the carpet. It seemed like an enternity that I stood there staring at Solomon.
"Sai, I didn't mean to make you mad."
Solomon tried to sooth my mounting wounds but it was useless. Sometimes when the wounds are too damaged there is nothing you can do to help.
"Stop! Don't say anything. Leave me alone, Solo!"
I snapped as I slammed the door shut on his hurt face. While quickly locking the door, I slumped against the door and pulled my knees up to my chest and cried. I cried for Diva. I cried for the chevaliers. I cried for the wounds that were still bleeding in my soul. I cried for me. Most of all, I cried for the friends I had killed over the years. So, so many friends. I killed every last single one of them.
"Sai, please let me in. I won't hurt you. You can trust me."
Solomon pleaded at me. My chest ached from the tears. My heart ached from the surpressed pain. My soul shattered from the memories. What more could Solomon do to hurt me?
With that thought weighing heavily in my mind, I grudgingly opened the door and stared at Solomon. He stepped forward and walked in my room uninvited. He closed the door behind himself.
"Sai, I'm sorry."
Solomon wrapped me in his arms and softly petted my hair. I had without realizing it still been crying, I only noticed because Solomon's shirt was wet around my face.
"Its okay. I'm right here. Calm down."
Solomon cooed as he picked my up and lied me on my bed. He crawled up beside me and embraced me. I snuggled close to his chest and wept letting the years, the time, flow steadly out of my body so as to let me rest in peace for once in many, many, many years.
Soon my tears dried and with a heavy heart, I fell asleep. But as I drifted off to a place I knew no knowledge of, I shedded one last tear. It was not meant for me or my life full of sorrows and regrets. It was not meant for Solomon or Diva. It was for my long, lost, forgotten friend, her name was chiseled into my memory. Her name was Min.
~+!Solomon's Pov!+~
Saya's wet tears seeped more than through my shirt, they seeped into my soul. It made me enraged that she was holding all these tears by herself. Who had made her have this much misery? What did she mean about hating a basement? How much is there that I do not know? What is the untold past that lies here dorment in this hellish place?
I pondered as hours went by. Saya clutched onto my shirt as if she was afraid I would slip away and never return.
I gently caressed Saya's hair as I began to recite a peom my brother wrote long ago when he was teenager fallen in love with a lord's duaghter. The lord's daughter had been abused and beaten by her original family till the lord took her in. So my brother wrote this poem knowing her past and sent it to her. He never got a reply from her but they met years later again and married. This is how his poem went:
" Sleep my devine, angel.
Do not let your tears show upon your face, or they will know the pain of sorrow that causes you to weep like so.
Sleep my devine, angel.
And let the world slip from your weather worn mind. Let dreams of peace erode away the darkness that lingers in your heart.
All is well, my love.
Life is simple now. No one cries in pain from hunger strife. No one bleeds out their soul in agony.
All is well, my love.
Sleep your mind to peace. Toss away the key to your breaking heart. Live your life carefree of sorrows and worries.
Cry no more, my angel.
Let gentle hands caress your shattered soul. Remend the pieces that chipped away from your heart. Bring out the sword, you dare hold to your throat. And let your wings fly free.
Cry no more, my angel and sleep well knowing all is right in the world."
I finished. Saya breathed in time with her heart beat and for several minutes I listened to it. But I slowly untangled myself from Saya's grasp and walked over to the mini-refrigator I had installed in all the bedrooms. I opened it and took out two bags of blood and placed them on the counter. I picked up one and ripped it open with my teeth. I sipped the contents while I watched her sleep. The blood from the packets tasted almost as good as blood fresh from the source. It tasted a bit stale and thick but it wasn't that bad.
Saya yawned and stretched in her bed. Her hands seemed to search for something and suddenly she was wide awake looking widely around. But when her eyes fell on me she instantly relaxed and gave me a sleepy smile. I picked up one of the other blood packets I left on the counter and tossed it to her. She caught it in mid-air and set down beside her.
"Drink, Sai. You need to have your strength if your to put up with Diva."
I instructed to her. She nodded in agreement but made no move to indecate she was going to drink. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Drink."
I enforced. Once more she nodded but still didn't pick up the packet to drink from it.
"I'm not hungry, Solo. Maybe later."
Saya yawned and stretched as she gingerly got off the bed and strolled over to me. She stopped a few feet in front of me. Oh how I wanted to embrace her in my arms and hold her forever.
"Thank you."
She told me. I stood up on my legs and walked over to her. I let my arms drape over her and kissed the top of her head. Even though I was startled by this action and was afraid Saya would push me away, she folded into my arms and leaned against my chest.
"No need to thank your protector."
I gently teased. Saya snorted and broke the embrace and plopped down on the bed. I followed suite and finished the contents of the packet. I picked up the one I had tossed to Saya, who descarded it and left it on the bed. I opened it up and placed it in Saya's hands. Careful not to spill it on the white carpet. Saya looked at it and shook her head in disgust.
"Those things taste terrible. I don't know how you and Diva can drink from them like their water."
Saya scoffed as she handed it back. I stared at her then at the bag of blood that was back in my hands. I sniffed it and took a taste test of it. It tasted fine to me. I looked curiously at Saya who frowned at me.
"It taste like blood to me. Here have some of this. Maybe the ones you had were bad."
I compromised. Saya gave me a death glare but took a drink of the blood with out a complaint. She crinkled her nose and gave back the packet.
"Still taste disgusting."
Saya countered and crossed her arms across her chest. I tasted the blood once more but didn't swallow it. I grabbed Saya by the chin and smashed my lips against hers. It was an awkward, messed up kiss but that wasn't what I was aiming for. I let the blood I had gotten from the blood packet in my mouth go from my lips to her mouth. She took in all of it but I could feel her jerk from her gag reflex. She didn't gag which would be gross but she certantly tried to break away from my lips so the blood would stop pouring into her mouth. While my lips were still smashed against hers, I slid my tongue into her mouth and nicked my tongue on her fangs. My blood trickled slowly into her mouth and this time she drank every last drop.
I was the first to break away. Saya looked up at me in disappoinment. She ran her tongue over her teeth and frowned. I raised an eye brow at her.
"You refuse to drink the blood from the packet then I cut my tongue and then your all over my blood. Strange, but interesting."
I studied her. She sheepishly glanced away as her cheeks began to redden.
"Don't do that again, Solo."
Saya muttered to me while she looked anywhere but my eyes. She was flustered and embaressed. This was a side of Saya I'd never seen before.
"Do what?"
I asked as I grinned and cut my wrist with my fingernail. Saya emiditly stared at the blood. I could see the hunger that lied deep in her eyes. The wound closed and the blood dried. Saya shook her head as if she was trying to shake off a daze.
"Stop it, Solo."
She growled at me. I shrugged and finished the blood packet. I got up and tossed the empty bags away.
"How unsual. You have drank from retained blood have you not?"
I asked her. Saya shook her head but suddenly stopped.
"Sorta. I drank wine mixed in with blood before but the blood came right out of the body."
Saya answered me. She shrugged and got up and walked over to the door.
"Whatever. I'm gonna go bother Diva. Later, Solo."
Saya hastidly walked out of the room leaving me alone to contemplate. I shrugged, sat on the bed and stared lazily up at the ceiling while I got lost in my thoughts.
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