Death Row
Godsend
Down the dark corridor, each cell containing prisoners who will soon be put to death, Kruger hangs upside down from a loose rafter in her cell.
A cold grin was chiseled onto the beautiful porcelain face as the lean muscles stretched and retracted as the prisoner lifted her upper body to meet the rafter, then swung back down.
Continuing this for quite some time, she finally dropped down carefully, eliciting a small creaking noise from the rafter and a slap against concrete. "Such a strong body, lean and wiry. Beautiful and deadly. My femme fatale, Natsuki." Smiling cockily, Kruger sat upon the bed.
Across the cell, Chie's russet eyes surveyed the changed woman from darkness, not wanting to be seen. 'That is not the kid I talked to.' The pepper haired woman thought, wondering what is was that changed. 'Colder, more mature...and an aura of a murderer. The same as me, but that kid had none of that. What happened?' Biting her lip in thought, Chie shivered from the iciness surrounding the cells, and snuggled into her brown haired cellmate.
Feeling a bit threatened, she placed a kiss upon Aoi's head before clenching her eyes shut and wishing it all away.
'I feel a breeze.' Chie thought as she looked up at the blue sky she would never see out of her dreams. "Why am I riding a giraffe?" She wondered, before looking to her clothes. "Why am I only wearing orange speedos!" She cried, and everything went black.
"Ah! No more orange speedos!" Chie gasped as she awoke, sweat trickling down her temple. Clinging to Aoi, she buried her head in the other girl's hair. "Make them go away love, make them go away!"
"Ugh, get off me you big baby." Aoi mumbled, since it had to still be very early in the morning.
Chie shook her head and sat up, wiping her face as she put on her glasses, that she managed to smuggle past the guards. Noticing the blue haired woman was up, Chie spoke, hoping that it was the familiar innocent eyed girl from last night.
"Hey, kid."
The girl looked up at that. "Why do you insist on labeling me a kid?" She asked, voice not as cold as Chie had heard the night before, and the pepper haired woman allowed herself to relax.
"Because I doubt you're older than me, I'm twenty-seven. And my lovely cellmate here is twenty-five. Ow! What was that for Aoi?" Chie pouted.
"Don't go around telling people my age! It's embarrassing!" Aoi hissed, blue eyes open and she sat up as well, crossing her arms. Chie rolled her eyes, and focused on the blunette once more.
"So, how old are you kid?" Chie focused on innocent emeralds as the blunette sat on the floor, idly playing with her sleeves.
Natsuki bit her lip before answering in a small voice. "I'm not supposed to talk to strangers, or so my papa says...I'm ten, but shh! Don't tell the scary people!" Emerald eyes shifted from side to side in hopes no one overheard her.
Chie chuckled, and spoke again. "Kid, stop yanking my chain! How old are you really?" She narrowed her eyes in confusion at the other prisoner.
Emerald eyes widened in fear and Natsuki gestured to her mouth. "Lady, stop talking so loud, the scary people may hear you! And I already told you! I'm ten years old! Now you have to promise not to tell, or I might not get to see my mommy! Promise you won't tell them, please?" Natsuki's bottom lip was bitten again as she sat on the floor, looking at Chie in expectation.
"Okay kid, calm down, I promise." Chie vowed, glancing at Aoi.
"Miss, will you promise too? Will you? Please miss?" Natsuki pleaded to Aoi, standing as she gripped the bars tightly in her strong hands.
Blue eyes held confusion, but Aoi nodded. "I promise."
"Good, now I won't have to kill you." Kruger spoke with a straight face, eyes flashing as the two across from her flinched back from their bars.
Chie watched, as evil viridian eyes glared into hers and a smile overtook the blunette's face. Taking the pin out of her hair, Kruger picked the lock on her cell door and slid the iron open with a horrible clang, scaring the two women back once more.
"I'm going to take a morning stroll now." Kruger informed the two, sliding the pin back into her hair and smirking. As the blunette walked off, Aoi turned to Chie and whispered.
"That's not the same kid we were talking to." "I know." Chie whispered back, an eerie feeling enveloping the two.
Taking care not to be intercepted by any guards, Kruger found herself in the officer's locker room. Picking a lock on one of the lockers, she soon found the traditional uniform and donned it, finding it very much to her liking. "Good, this one has pants. I would not have liked a skirt." The navy haired woman commented.
Briskly and confidently walking out of the locker room, Kruger spotted an officer she recognized from the papers. "Good afternoon, officer Wang." She spoke, stopping in front of him and smiling pleasantly.
The blonde officer smiled back, non the wiser. "Good morning, you must be the newbie!" Extending his hand, he was met with a titanium steel grip. "Yes sir, that would be me!" Kruger smirked, and they laughed a bit together.
"There are some donuts in my office, help yourself!" Sergay clapped Kruger on the shoulder and went on his way. "Thank you, sir!" She called after him, and went into the office.
Seeing the box of donuts, Kruger opened it and took one. "Mm...Bavarian cream." The blunette hummed, eating happily. Once finished, she used a napkin near the donuts and wiped her mouth. "I'll be taking these." Closing the box, she held it under an arm and looked about the office.
Emerald eyes locked onto an innocent white mug, filled with a creamy loveliness. "Coffee." Kruger simply stated, taking the mug and leaving the room, holding the donuts under an arm and sipping coffee leisurely with the other.
Slipping back down the corridor of death row, Kruger spoke loudly, voice echoing powerfully. "Hello fellow inmates, would you all care for a donut?" She asked, and once she drank the entirety of the coffee, she smashed the mug upon the ground and opened the donut box.
Handing one to anyone who wanted one, and receiving strange looks, Kruger finally came upon Chie and Aoi's cell, smiling.
"Would either of you care for a donut? I've got a few left." She gestured to the box. "Where did you get the uniform?" Aoi asked, as Chie stood by her side, nearing the bars curiously.
"Does that really matter? I have donuts, wouldn't you rather stuff your face rather than question me? Besides, you do not need to know." Kruger smirked and Aoi rolled blue eyes playfully.
"Do you have any powdered donuts?" Chie asked, looking into the box.
"Why yes, I have one left. I also have a pair of orange speedo's I found in Sergay's office. I remember you mentioning them earlier, so I thought is bring them for you as a token of our friendship." Kruger brought them out and Chie just stared at them with a scared look on her face.
Rounding a corner, an officer recognized Kruger, and reached for his baton. Coming up silently, he bludgeoned the blunette over the head and she fell, the attack surprising everyone.
"I need backup!" The guard yelled, and soon others joined him. Emerald eyes blurred as blood dripped from Natsuki's right temple, and the guards hoisted her up as her legs weakened and gave out.
Jogging, Shizuru took a few moments to regain her breath before she entered the corridor housing death row. Once she entered, she saw the guards handling Natsuki roughly.
"What's going on!" She demanded, crimson meeting blurred clover as the blunette's head lolled as the guards began to put her back in her cell.
"This crazy bitch got out, and jacked a uniform. So, we had to restrain her." The first officer informed, noticing the pin in Natsuki's hair.
Roughly pulling it out, several blue strands also were ripped out and Natsuki yelped helplessly. "Enough!" Shizuru screamed, tears welling up in her wine red eyes. Taking the pin, she informed the officer it was hers, seeing as her name was engraved in it, she was allowed to keep it.
Had she not been preoccupied with helping Natsuki at the moment, she would've taken notice of how well the uniform seemed to suit her, and how deep in the back of her mind she liked it. A part of her wanted to jump the criminal, but unfortunately, that part of her was promptly ignored.
The guards shoved Natsuki into the cell, and the blunette crumpled against the wall facing the bars, the blood mural behind her beginning to fade.
Once the door slid shut and was locked, Shizuru was left alone in front of Natsuki's cell.
Gripping the bars, Shizuru watched as Natsuki slumped against the wall, right side of her body curled against it as she tried to regain her senses.
"Natsuki..." She breathed, and watched as the blunette turned her face to look at her, viridian eyes focusing on her own. Blood still ran, and Shizuru bit her lip in worry.
"Who are you...?" Natsuki asked, biting her lip as tears overflowed from her eyes. Standing shakily, she slowly made her way towards Shizuru.
Once she reached the bars, she collapsed, grasping them as she fell. Closing her eyes, a drop of blood fell from her temple and Natsuki looked up at Shizuru, who knelt down to meet her eyes.
"My head hurts..." Natsuki murmured, staring into intoxicating crimson.
Getting out her handkerchief, Shizuru reached a hand past the bars to gently pat at Natsuki's temple, cleaning the blood from her face.
"My name is Fujino Shizuru. We've met before." The chestnut haired girl spoke, retracting the handkerchief.
Confused, Natsuki tilted her head to the side. "Have we? I'm sorry miss, I can't seem to remember...so you know my mommy?" Natsuki's eyes lit up with hope.
Shizuru, at the verge of tears at Natsuki's face, cupped a hand over her mouth and attempted to stifle a sob.
Natsuki's eyes widened, and she reached a hand out to grasp Shizuru's, confused when she saw her own hand was bigger. "Miss, you shouldn't cry! Mother says that when a lady cries, the world becomes sad, and that it is hard for others to be happy and smile when they sense the woman's pain."
Shizuru felt a tear escape, and she shook her head gently. "I'm sorry Natsuki, I just hate seeing you this way." Natsuki's face scrunched up in thought. "Should I stand on my head? Will that make it better? Will you smile for me if I do that?" The blunette asked, eliciting a giggle from Shizuru, tears licking their way down her face.
"You're pretty when you smile, miss. It makes me want to smile too. Mother says that when your smile can make others smile too, then you're really special. She says that if you find someone that can always make you smile and brighten up your day, even when it's the saddest, that you shouldn't let that person go, because you might not find someone like that ever again." Natsuki nodded to herself, then looked to Shizuru with a smile.
"How old are you, Shiz...Shiz...Zuru?" It seemed Shizuru's name was too complicated for Natsuki to pronounce. "I'm nineteen." Shizuru blushed at how Natsuki addressed her.
Emerald eyes lit up in knowledge. "You're nine years older than me! Would you mind miss, if I were to stay with you forever?" Natsuki asked, face alight with happiness.
Shizuru couldn't find it in herself to deny the girl. "Of course Natsuki! You can stay with me for as long as you'd like!" Natsuki smiled wide at that. "Yay! I'd give you a hug Zuru-chan, but these bars won't let me...I'm sorry." Natsuki pouted, and Shizuru blushed at how cute the blunette was being.
Standing, Shizuru called an officer that had just turned the corner over.
"Excuse me, I would like to request a private room to interview this...prisoner." It sounded wrong to call the sweet Natsuki a prisoner.
"Of course." The officer nodded, opening the cell and cuffing Natsuki as the blunette wondered what was happening.
"Zuru?" She asked, a little afraid. "It's okay Natsuki, we're going to a private room!" Shizuru whispered so the officer wouldn't overhear.
Natsuki nodded, and the three went off.
Once in the room, the officer nodded and left the two alone. There was a table and two chairs, no signs of surveillance, and Shizuru nodded to herself.
Still cuffed, Natsuki spoke. "Zuru, can I hug you now? The scary man is gone, so we can't get in trouble!" She smiled and strained against the cuffs a bit.
"Ow...I'm sorry Zuru, I can't take these off, so I can't give you a proper hug. But I have another idea!" Natsuki exclaimed, and she leaned down and gave Shizuru a kiss on the cheek.
Blushing fiercely, Shizuru couldn't stand it anymore. Taking the lightning bolt pin from her jacket, Shizuru deftly picked the lock on the handcuffs and immediately felt strong arms envelope her.
"Wow Zuru, you're so warm!" Natsuki declared, but was confused at the height difference. Shizuru's head was neatly tucked under her chin. "Why are you shorter than me?"
Shizuru giggled, wrapping her arms around Natsuki, feeling the muscles along the blunette's back, rippling when the other woman laughed as well.
Blushing, the brunette spoke. "Ara, Natsuki, I brought you here for a reason. Can you take a seat for me?" Shizuru asked, leaning back to look into emerald orbs.
"Can't we stay like this a little longer Zuru? I feel safe with you. You remind me of home..." The strong arms tightened around her, and Shizuru blushed more while staring into divine green eyes.
Squeezing Natsuki's left bicep, Shizuru teased. "Natsuki is a big strong girl. You must drink a lot of milk!" Natsuki's face lit up at the acknowledgment.
"I love milk! There's this drink that mommy makes that tastes yummy, it's called caw-fee. It's really good. Mommy let's me drink it sometimes. Zuru, do you like caw-fee?"
Giggling at the blunette's mispronunciation, Shizuru spoke. "Ara, not really, I prefer tea."
"Oh...Zuru, what does tea taste like?" Natsuki asked, a cute thoughtful look upon her face.
Unable to restrain herself, Shizuru captured Natsuki's lips with her own. Making a muffled sound of confusion, Natsuki was overpowered by the crimson eyed girl. Emerald eyes slowly closed as Shizuru's lips moved against hers patiently.
Shizuru was caught off-guard when Natsuki licked her lips, demanding access. Pulling away, the brunette panted a bit heavily, and looked into emerald eyes.
"Shizuru, is this what tea tastes like? If so, I think I like it." A cocky smile in place, Natsuki looked down at Shizuru's face "What's wrong, Shizuru?" Noticing Natsuki had managed to say her name, Shizuru spoke. "How old are you, Natsuki?"
"Eighteen, remember?" Natsuki smirked.
"Is Natsuki playing tricks on me?" Shizuru asked, pouting. Scrunching her eyebrows together, Natsuki spoke. "No, I'm eighteen." She insisted, confusion in her emerald eyes once more.
Playfulness soon replaced that confusion. "Shizuru watch out, there's a cow flying straight at you!" "Ara!" "Now Natsuki's playing tricks on you." Shizuru giggled and slapped Natsuki's shoulder lightly. "Ikezu!"
The two laughed softly, before looking into each others eyes once more. Self restraint ebbing away as the gaze intensified, Shizuru leaned in and captured Natsuki's lips once more.
Humming into the kiss happily, Natsuki gently pushed the brunette until Shizuru was seated atop the table. Tightening her grip on muscled shoulders, Shizuru snaked her tongue out and quickly seized Natsuki's own, stroking the length of it and suckling gently.
While she distracted the blunette that way, the brunette wrapped her legs around Natsuki's waist, bringing her closer. Tilting her head to deepen the kiss, Shizuru let out a small moan.
Breaking away, smoldering crimson looked Natsuki over, causing the latter to blush slightly. "Natsuki looks sexy in that officer outfit." Shizuru purred as she pulled the blunette closer, sliding her tongue against the lobe of her ear.
"I bet Natsuki would look even sexier out of it." Shizuru's heated breath against her ear caused more blood to rush to the blunette's face.
Placing searing hot kisses against the other woman's ear, Shizuru moved painfully slowly to Natsuki's neck, finding her pulse point and swirling her tongue around it before latching onto the spot, sucking as she tightened her grip on the blunette's shoulders.
Throwing her head back, Natsuki bit her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood as she stifled a loud moan, eyes dilating as Shizuru started to bite down on her neck.
Hearing the blunette holding back, Shizuru moved back up and tangled her hands in that magnificent blue hair, locking her lips against Natsuki's. Luring the other woman's tongue into her own mouth, Shizuru began her worship of the appendage, suckling it gently as Natsuki dug her nails into the brunette's back.
Lightly scratching Natsuki's scalp with her own nails, Shizuru brushed the blunette's tongue with her own as she continued to suck gently, eliciting a shaky moan from the other woman. While Natsuki was distracted, Shizuru made quick work of undoing the jacket the blunette had stolen, tossing it away and revealing the white dress shirt beneath it.
Feeling the sliver of moisture fall from their kiss, Natsuki pulled back, trailing saliva between them. At that sight, she dove back in, furiously moving her lips against Shizuru's as her hands deftly moved under the reporter's jacket, eliciting a shiver from the younger woman.
"Are my...hands cold?" Natsuki asked between kisses, soon losing herself as Shizuru scratched the back of her neck as she tangled her hands deeper into midnight blue tresses.
"Mm...don't worry." Shizuru began, a few more kisses before she could speak again. Pulling back, Shizuru locked eyes with Natsuki. "I'll warm them up."
Taking Natsuki's bigger hands into her own, Shizuru blushed faintly as she placed them on her breasts, cupping Natsuki's hands over them.
At that action, Natsuki also blushed, feeling the intense warmth even through Shizuru's jacket and shirt. Moving her hands up, and smirking at Shizuru's pout, Natsuki slid the reporter's jacket off, and it quickly joined the jacket she had stolen.
Moving her hands from Shizuru's shoulders down to her wrists, Natsuki lifted them up and kissed both gently, the wine eyed girl blushing all the while.
Moving them around her own neck, Natsuki ducked her head and took the first button of Shizuru's blouse with her teeth, easily undoing it. Hearing the gasp, and feeling Shizuru's arms tighten around her and nails scratch lightly at her scalp, Natsuki grinned.
Unbuttoning the rest of the blouse the same way, the blunette pulled back and slid her hands into the opening, caressing the silky skin of Shizuru's stomach.
Gasping at the still icy hands, Shizuru shrugged her shirt off. Grasping Natsuki's hands once more, she cupped them between hers, rubbing slightly to warm them. Smiling all the while, Shizuru led Natsuki's left hand to her lips, and the other to her lavender laced bra.
Cupping her hand over the one on her breast, Shizuru resumed her worship of Natsuki, kissing the tips of her fingers. Moving in closer between the crimson eyed girl's legs, the navy haired woman bent her neck and trailed heated kisses from Shizuru's ear to her collarbone.
Using the hand on Shizuru's breast, Natsuki gently pushed the brunette to lie fully on the table.
Chestnut hair splayed against dark mahogany, crimson eyes burning with desire, and as Natsuki trailed her emerald eyes over Shizuru's body, they were set ablaze when they met crimson pools.
Smirking, Natsuki crawled onto the table, hovering above the brunette before ducking down and nipping her neck, licking a path down to the lavender bra.
Letting out a small growl at the obstruction, much the Shizuru's mirth, Natsuki reached a hand around to the small of the brunette's back, leisurely trailing rapidly warming fingers along the satiny skin to be found there, before moving up to undo the clasp of the frustrating bra.
Between the cold table beneath her, and Natsuki's heated body above her, Shizuru bit her lower lip as her breasts were exposed to the cool air circulating throughout the room.
Chuckling at the erect pink buds, Natsuki returned to Shizuru's neck to nip at it once more, before retracing her licking path.
Taking her hand from Shizuru's back, she cupped the brunette's right breast as she circled the other with kisses, eliciting a breathy moan from the reporter.
Feeling shaky hands tangling themselves into midnight blue tresses, Natsuki grinned before glancing up into heated crimson orbs.
"Shizuru." Natsuki murmured, breath ghosting over the breast she had been worshiping. The reaction was instant, her crimson eyed partner arching her back and hissing slightly.
Kneading the breast in her hand, Natsuki smiled up at Shizuru before encasing her nipple, lips pressed gently against her breast.
Biting her lip harder to keep from crying out, Shizuru squeezed her legs together, forcing Natsuki to lay flush against her. Flicking her tongue against the nub in her mouth, Natsuki looked up to study the expression on Shizuru's face, managing to smirk at the bite marks on her lower lip.
Natsuki swirled her tongue around the hardened nipple, before beginning to gently suckle. Just when things were getting good, the two heard a solid knock at the door. "Fujino-san, your hour is up!"
Sighing in irritation, the two disentangled themselves from each other. "Damn." Shizuru hissed, rapidly dressing. Only when she got her jacket on did she realize she forgot something.
"I've always liked lavender." Natsuki commented, holding the bra with a finger while smiling tauntingly. Blushing, Shizuru took it and shoved it into her jacket pocket. Hearing the guard fiddling with the lock on the door, Shizuru made sure to lock Natsuki's handcuffs.
Opening the door, the guard approached and quickly took Natsuki by the arm. "Alright Kruger, back to your cell. Oh, and the judge gave me a message. Your death day is less than a week away, excited?" He sneered, and dragged Natsuki out of the room.
Heart stopping at those words, Shizuru hurried after the two. "What, death?" Natsuki cried, attempting to break out of the guard's grasp.
"Always the hard way with you, Kruger." He sighed, before taking his baton out. Striking the blunette over the head with massive force, he wasn't surprised when her legs gave out and she crumpled to the floor. Shizuru cried out in worry, tears springing to her eyes as she watched Natsuki fall.
Lifting his baton again for another blow, he was surprised to find it halted. Looking up, he gulped as he stared into emotionless eyes.
"I do not think another blow is absolutely necessary." The steely cold voice made the guard clench his jaw in fear. "Yes, Officer Greer." Tightening her grip on his arm, Miyu pushed him away and watched him leave.
"I apologize for his brutality." She spoke, directing red eyes at crimson ones. Clearing her throat to stifle a whimper, Shizuru nonchalantly wiped her tears away. "I should go." She whispered, walking past Miyu and Natsuki, looking back to see cold emerald eyes and a bit of blood.
"Goodbye, my dear Shizuru."
Taken back to her cell, and given her prisoner uniform, Kruger just smirked. "Chie." She spoke, looking into the darkened cell for a pair of chocolate eyes.
"What?" Came a disgruntled voice, one eyes opening and seeking out clover.
"I have been wondering, what did you do to earn this little waiting area, before we are to be put to death like dogs?" Kruger asked, cold emeralds looking intrigued.
At that, Chie gulped slightly before answering. "Aoi and I robbed banks, armed to the teeth. We never fired though, never had to shoot once, not even warning shots. We were called the 'Bonnie and Clyde' of our time." Chie smiled fondly, the warm memories still fresh in her mind,
"That doesn't seem that bad." Kruger murmured, sitting on her bed and scrunching her eyebrows together.
Chie sighed sadly. "On our last robbery, some idiot tried to play hero. In our struggle, my gun went off and he died. Two security guards then opened fire, but I killed them as well."
Downcasting her eyes, Chie sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Even though I'm the one that killed them all, Aoi was convicted as well. I never wanted her to come to harm, but now because I was so stupid, we're both going to die." Dropping her hands in her lap, Chie sniffed again and looked away.
Kruger hummed a sound of acknowledgment, and looked away as well as she laid down on the bed, staring up at the dark ceiling.
Closing her eyes, Kruger smirked. 'This could be fun.'
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