Note from Author
This is chappie six! This is chappie six!
And I think I'm gonna be sick. And I think I'm gonna be sick.
Because somebody trying to get their nose a fix. Their nose a fix.
While the ice cream in my hand is getting a lick. Is getting a lick.
=_="
Please, I have no idea where that came from, so, don't ask me what the hell that was because I have no idea.
Disclaimers as you know are entitled for this story so, yeah...
Enjoy!
K. Azroth
Doing Things Right, with Love and Kisses
Something flashed through his eyes.
Definitely.
But not knowing what it was made her feel much worse for wear. Something about not knowing as to why it was so in the beginning was gnawing her insides and making her feel locked up and panicked.
It was as if somebody clogged out all the air for her ragged lungs to breathe and she was choking like it was the end of her.
That's how she felt; scared, confined...and trapped with nowhere to go.
Oh Isabella,
Her beloved Mama Blue would always say, everytime Little Red grew scared,
If your going to be scared you will always live in the shadows of fear. Don't you think finding the reason behind the thing to which you fear will help you overcome the fear and hekp you understand, rather than to live blindly and walk into an open trap
which was something she was very much afraid of getting used too ~
do you not find life more understandable and appreciated if you knew the reasonings behind it, the things as to which people wonder about, things we ask ourselves and say why?
But Little Red could not help but think as she took his face into her delicate and soft hands, at which caused him to startle momentarily, a silence seeped into the two beings only mere inches away from each other, sitting directly in front of the other, she thought to herself,
What, in the name of all the Wonders of this Earth, exactly am I trying to look for?
and after a moment's heartbeat added.
Do I even want to know?
Looking deep into his unnatural and unwavering eyes, she hears a whisper deep in the marrow of her bones, possibly deeper, only her heart could her and none other.
"Close your eyes," her voice so soft and low was filled with uncharted territory of Authority that he, the Beast of Death, The One with Yellow-Crimsoned eyes of Horror and fearful assinator of all time, obediently obliged.
Her hands draws their faces closer, steadily and slow, yet the pull he felt never faltered, as he had thought it would. Instead he felt his breath intermingle with her as the small space between them became even smaller.
Until there was nothing left.
This whisper of which only Isabella heard both shook her mind in horror yet calmed her soul in wonderment.
The answer to her desired questions were both the same.
Yes.
They kissed under the shade of a huge tree, black to the bone and was as tall as it was wide, vines snaked the huge tree like it was a thousand limbs seeking shelter in a solitary figure, the sunlit rays peek through the tree-tops of neighboring trees, the air
was filled with the birds call and as dead leaves fell, the Forest became more vibrant more alive than it ever did in her sorry-and-sleepy-state-of-a-thousand-times-worth.
The Earth, her foundation, seemed to quake with awareness and wakefullnes as, she too, started to wake from her long overdue slumber and both Forces of nature, time, and even Imortality watched the oblivious beings as they lost themselves to each other.
Neither of them knew how long time went by, and neither cared much for Time anyway, but, both took note that the kiss, subtle and slow, careful and hesitant, had turned into a strong and passionate one.
Little Red's whole face was ablaze as she let him do the guiding this time.
He was all too happy to comply yet was a little saddened that she wasn't the one leading anymore.
He drew her to him, effortlessly, making her sit on his cross-legged thighs.
She fits perfectly...
He encircles her as she nervously encircles her arms around his silky smooth raven hair, around the back of his beautiful head.
This kiss, he noted intently, was different, because, even though the wolf-creature is kissing her like he always has before, shewas kissing back.
He thought back to the way she first kissed him so soft yet surprisingly a little rough.
But he felt the pure rawness in that kiss, and this kiss also, the way she had put her whole soul into it, pouring it out and into him, consuming them both in its drunk stupor of awe and happiness.
Both were inexperienced but something was guiding them along the way, discovering that this was purely on instinct, they were embeding this very feeling, so naked in its wonderment, in their memories forever, as long they lived.
They also proved to be reckless in their kiss as they were both gasping for air, desperately, once the kiss was broken.
They both knew that they didn't want the kiss to end, which surprised Little Red immensely, as he leaned in for their foreheads to be touching, breathing a little steadier as he catched his breath.
Wasn't she afraid of him?
Strangely, no.
Something happened during that kisswhich made something shift inside Little Red. The way he held her was possesive yett so very gentle, tight but comfortable. She found herself wrapping her legs around his muscled torso, burying her head against the hallow of his long and slender neck, and lowers her arms to wrap them around him in an embrace.
The velvety touch of his tail made her turn pink, luckily he didn't see.
She felt him shiver as he pulled her tighter, he buries his head into her hair - the white frilled cap already gone in the midst of their kiss - molten golden curls of beautiful silken hair.
When he inhaled deeply of her scent, it nearly scent Little Red do the unthinkable; giving in.
What is going on here?
She thought to herself as she shivers by his trailing hands going up and down her spine.
It was only one kiss yet I'm-no we're acting like we...want...more...?
This visibly threw her off, shocking a very surprised wolf-creature.
Not wanting to answer as to why she suddenly jumped off and isn't getting back to him and was scrambling away putting more distance to the both of them, she did the one thing that came to her head.
"Red."
She tells him her name.
"Little Red, actually, but that's what everyone, back home called me, but, my real name is Isabella,"
Don't ever talk to strangers
Hadn't she always lived by this one rule her whole entire life?
She felt like one by one, she was crumbling, her world lay in scattered pieces as she stood there, breaking everything in its true form; including herself most of all.
Realizing her mistake, she paled, horrified at the fact that she told him her name.
Her true name.
The next string of words that came out of her mouth, though, made her want to throw her useless brain away so that vultures or hawks can come claim it - they seem to have better use for it anyway - and take it wherever.
"What's y-your name?"
She asked for his name.
The one who killed those men to prevent her from dying as he would have stated and not actually protect her, the one and only who stole her first kiss but asked also for one in return!
The one who now cocking his head to a side, leaning back on his forearms, regarding her as amusement and bitter pain went through his eyes.
Wait—Pain?
She found the reason soon enough when he spoke.
"I have no name."
Silence spanned between them watching the two beings staring at each, a mortal girl having a blessing name and the wolf-creature who did not.
"Then I'll give you one."
"Why..."
Why?
Why!
What kind of a stupid question was that?
"Be-because," she takes a moment to calm herself down, flustering about on an important matter such as this should not be taken lightly, and she really didn't want to blunder as if it was becoming a habit.
A bad habit, she thoughtfully added.
"Everything here has a right to a name, n-no matter what they are, be it big, small or even in the middle, everything and everyone should have a name."
He could see her getting flustered as the pink blushed its way onto her delicate porcelain features, her small hands were lost in a blur of movement as she spoke, babbling on making him want to pounce on his mortal.
Though hungry as he was, he wasn't thinking the kind of hungry for flesh and blood where his teeth would rip flesh.
This was a different hunger that seemed to want to be satisfied by different means.
When Little Red, or Isabella now that she revealed her true name, looks up from her hands she doesn't see the walking thoughts of what is in his mind, of course if she did, she would blush madly and try to run away.
Instead she saw him smile, something both strange and yet fascinating on one such as he.
A sudden thought crackled through her head.
Adorable...
It sent something flying inside of her and this sudden revelation of a mass-murdering-creature actually looking adorable caused her lungs to stop, forcing her to gasp lightly the Nature's sweet breath.
When she actually focused on him she could see, what seemed to be the first time for her, everything about him to be unnatural yet...looking at him from her point of view somehow felt, quite, calming.
It felt like she could see a beautiful waterfall, filled with the brim of kindness and love that can drown anything yet also she couldn't overlook the fact that that same waterfall would kill you just the same by drowning you in your pool of unshed blood.
He was the Waterfall, beautiful, unnatural and deadly.
But what was she to him?
It's a miracle that thinking occupies brains because by now Little Red would have turned so red, that, she'd resemble the luscious tomatoes that Mama Blue grew in her garden.
But then again, there is always the lips that speak that you have to watch out for and worry about, in Isabella's case, it was a certain wolf-creature that needed to be worried about.
Seeing the thoughful look upon her face he seemed to understand the unspoken inquiry, though how he did, she would never know, and replies huskily which visibly turns her pink.
But the passion of words that left his supple lips made her more the pinker.
"You are mine, my mortal, my soul, my life and my cup of desire. Hunger craves my parched body yet it is not a hunger that is in need of blood."
"You are my never-ending cup of wine that never seems to satisfy my thirst and will only leave me wanting more," he licks his lips slowly and pink Little Red lived up to her namesake and watched helplessly as his eyes change into an almighty bloody red. So deep and rich that it could have brought dead flames to life, cold stale blood to boil.
"I long to have you in my arms to snake around you so that you will forever remain by my side and never abandon me...never leave me."
Suddenly Isabella felt like she would actually burst into flames of embarrassment.
Looking down she saw her clasped hands.
They were shaking.
Suddenly nervous, Isabella wanted nothing more than to rid herself from the tingling sensation that erupted in her abdomen.
She was at a loss for words, her eyes were wide with fear, wonder and awe.
The words that he said couldn't have made Isabella's frantic heart beat faster, make her breathing that much of a problem or her soul that much more at peace.
It felt abnormal, yet, she knew that the short span of time spent with him was doing something to him. She knew that he was never like this and again that kiss came to her.
Something really did change during that kiss, it was as if he found something that he wasn't telling her because it was so obvious but it was just that she couldn't bear her mind to be wrapped around it.
The way he stated each word cut through her shaken soul and calmed it immediately after, she'd always had felt like it would forever be like this for her life, to always wait for something to happen to her. To do something to her that she knew was going to change her well-being as much as it did for the other person.
The one who would calm her soul as it would calm his as well in the process.
Him.
And for that she felt gratitude biting at her hackled feet of paronoia and her crown of embarrassment.
Her touch of lost misery and wondering soul was put to rest by the words he uttered and she knew that she needed to give something back to him in equal measure.
And even though this wasn't enough she knew that giving him a name is as good a start then ever.
But what kind of name would suite a creature such as himself, so lonely walking through a never ending green sea of trees and drenched in the falling red of spilled blood.
That is when a memory of a long near-forgotten story comes and takes her away from where she stands and envelopes her in its own passage of time and drags her mind astray.
A boy, alone, in a dark and cold world wondered about with no home to go to. He lived under shelter where only the vines of Time stopped working to hold foundation for his shelter.
Along the path of Bits and Pieces, the boy tripped and fell on something.
When he got up he saw what it was that he tripped on.
A star.
A fallen star.
The fallen star had gone and walked the path of Bits and Pieces as well as the boy, but both the boy and star were lost in the workings of Oblivion so they did not see each and one another.
The boy offered the sad star his help.
Because of the Fall the star couldn't go back to the Night's Heavens as it was planning to go before they both tripped and fell.
The sad star grew happy when the boy offered his help.
He took the star back to his shelter, unending Time roamed and floored the dull surrounding of the loner boy.
The boy gave Star all that it needed; warmth, sunlight, moonlight and spirit.
They both talked and talked long into the passing of nights and slept in the rays of the Sun. The boy learned that the star was no better than himself, abandoned by his family and to walk this Realm alone, running away from the thing they both knew to be named Love.
Over the passage of sleeping days and talking nights Time lost meaning and something grew in both the star and boy's heart, something people now call Friendship.
A bond like that was cherished for all eternity yet Time seemed to want to make itself known once again.
It was Time.
Star was fully healed and it was time for it to go back up into the Nights Heaven so that it could shine once more with the glowing world of light where it belonged.
The star had to depart but despite the happiness that the boy grew for the star, he could not help but feel the endless depth of misery that would envelope him once more when Star left.
He felt helpess and alone already but knew that it would grow fast once Star goes.
But, still, the boy said farewell to Star, the one and only thing in this Forgotten World that gave him meaning to his lonely and miserable life.
But he never told Star any of this as his one and only best friend acsended through the skies and into the Realm of Light and Dark.
Stars had to back to the sky and the boy always knew this, he was just so utterly miserable when Star had to leave, abandoning him like the loved ones he never grew to know.
As a parting gift Star gave the boy two things that the boy grew up with.
Power to grant any wish he could possibly desire.
As a man he had a family, something he didn't know he wanted. A family that loved and cherished him as much as he loved and cherished them, a wife so filled with care and love and children that filled him with joy.
The other parting gift was something he lived with every passing moment of his life.
His name...
"Azroth..."
That name. That name was what the boy lived by for all eternity and forever will.
"Your name, it is Azroth."
The way she said it made his lupin hidden black ears perk up. An arched eyebrow contemplates the name as to which she uttered. The intensity of his onyx stare blossoms her cheeks, the sly half smile makes Isabella look away embarrassed beyond repair.
Words tumble, trip and fall flat on their meanings giving way to utter nonsense that won't cease to stop coming at her full lips.
"A-ah, y-you s-see-name t-that...thought...I...f-fable...b-b-oy. S-star...should h-h-ha—Eep!" her earlier show of composure was never to be seen again as she blundered around with embarrassment.
It made things worse when she feels herself lifted up and backed up against the Blackest Tree ever thought possible.
His face only a tiny space away from her own, his breathe filled her completely, woodsmoke tinged with a little bit of her own scent.
His eyes now back to what she thought would be his original eyes were the same ones when she first saw him, moon-yellow intercepted with crimson-blood, stunning Isabella making her feet tremble slightly.
Smirking with mischief he says "Even though my heart beats faster by the sight of thy rosy flesh," she blushes more by his words which turns the smirk into a sly smile.
"I would rather you look my way than to blush at the brush that are everywhere, do you understand? To have your eyes look only on thee and not on some insignificant object."
Isabella gulps knowingly before vigorously nodding her head in understanding, which made her see stars in the end.
Through her daze she didn't see the thoughtful look that transpired over his face. It was a strange look that rarely came across the wolf-creature.
"Az...roth" he murmured uncertainly.
Isabella could never escape his voice so she heard through the dizzy star-daze she was in and looked up into his thoughtful counternance.
That and the close proximity they were both in.
"Why do you sound so uncertain?" it was too late and she couldn't stop her babbling mouth and she mentally berated herself as she clamped down on her mouth.
This was a creature!
How could she have said something so—SO OBVIOUS!
He would of grown up NOT needing a name. He wasn't even human and whoever knew him must have called him by something to single him out and not given a name by the one you love to cherish forever.
She flushed darkly, a reaction she really was getting too used to, and scolded herself for thinking that last embarrassing thought.
"What is...love?"
Poor Isabella, throughout her mental babbling she didn't realize that she was in fact babbling out loud for ALL to hear, right up to the last embarassing thought!
She blushed furiously at her blunder and her eyes went dizzy.
He chucked at the sight of her.
"Do not worry if thine lips will not part to grant me my answer for the night is near at my disposal. However your request for my name has me in a blunder and I hate to be stuck in the River of Riddles."
She couldn't help but feel the nerves that racked up within her as his words registered their foreboding of what was to come tonight.
But casting that dreadful thought away she bravely looked into his unnatural eyes and
decided to tell him anyway.
It's just that it was too embarrassing to start.
A flash and the memory of her beloved family made her smile, giving her all the courage she needed to go on and tell him what love is.
"Love...is both a person and a feeling. Love is what makes two worlds collide and kisses meet. It's power that gives the weak strength, it is what everyone and everything needs and wants."
She suddenly feels the urge to look away but despite the oncoming blush she still looks into his blazing onyx eyes, not realizing that she was gracing him with a smile that captivated him.
"It is what everyone, everything and every being looks for in life, whether they know it or not does not matter. Once they've found it they never want to let it go. Ever. Because without it they fall once again in the black abyss...of misery."
Her sudden change of mood made something hitch in him and thump uncomfortably hard.
Breaking away from that curious thought he pulled his mortal in his embrace.
He felt her sudden reaction and told her to calm herself.
"Shh. Do not let the river flow...my love."
"W-wh-wha—I'm n-not *sniff* c-crying." she weakly protested before obviously sniffing again.
He only glided his hand through her copper aurburn curls in a reassuring manner. He felt her shake as tears sprung forth to wet his sky-blue dinner-jacket, her small hands clutched the front of his dinner-jacket as he continously glide his hand through her hair.
The knowledge of his mortal, his Isabella, not saying anything about the title he gave her made him, strangely, pleased.
The strange conflicting emotions he's been at war with was subsiding as understanding within him grew.
His loathe of her vanished and was replaced with that of wanting to protect her.
His want of her only intensified.
But the love he now knew that was making its nest with his dark heart both exhilirated and frightened him.
He was too deep in thought that the feel of nimble hands snaking their way around his waistline towards his back brought him back to his senses.
The innocent burial of her head against his chest made his heart beat erratically faster than norm. He knew that she felt it but he was powerless to let it disperse, besides he didn't find any need to hide it away, and he didn't want to break the contact she held on so willingly.
Looking down to her he allowed a small smile to make its way unto his features.
His eyes glow at the sight held within his grasp.
Literally.
Isabella is the only mortal to have made him feel this way in this world. To have captured him in her innocent trap and to leave him renderously helpless.
Isabella, both his curse and happiness, looks up to him and smiles even through the streaking tears that glistened her lovely flushed face, travelling down to her subtle chin.
The sunrays hit the glistening tears making them sparkle wonderously like the precious diamonds and illuminating her face in the shadowed light.
The way she smiled left him breathless.
"Thank you," she whispers as the space between them lessens. Never looking away from his gaze she adds the one thing she gave the creature who gave her comfort.
"Azroth."
Before closing the distance by kissing a very stunned Azroth on the lips.
!The end of chapter 6!
WOOHOOO!
I am so happy to have finished typing up this chapter, you guys have no idea how long this part of the story has been wasting its stay on my laptop.
Its been sitting there looking at me for more than...six, seven, ten months...?
Yeah, but I'm really happy to have finished this very long chappie but I'm hoping that I can keep this up.
Due to my limited internet access and the school cutting off the login site for fanfiction I have to wait for MONTHS for my lovable Da to get the internet back up.
I'm applying for a job so sooner or later I'm going to get my own recharge thingy's and get back on the job!
If you guys could, I would really love to see more of your reviews.
I really love reading your comments because they make my day, and they also make me miserable because thinking about all the eager readers wanting to read my story gets me down because I feel so guilty.
—_—'
Somehow this kinda feels like a double-edged sword, eh?
Reviews making me both happy and guilty at the same time.
Urgh.
Anyway I apologise again for the LONG hold up but for those who have just tuned in on my story, I have to tell you, you guys are LUC—KY.
I'm not gonna promise anything because they always backfire on me, that's why I always hope, they're always 50/50 with me, so I'm hoping that I get the job because
job = $$ and if you + $$ + me + STORIES WAITING TO BE UPLOADED = I have a job that lets me buy internet to upload my stories making me happy and EVERYONE ELSE TOO!
I really need a job, I'm 16 for business' sakes and I. Need. Money!
(And books, and manga, and anime, and novels, and money...=_=")
Somebody bonk me!
I'll shut up now before I say more stupid, misunderstanding words again.
Grr...pancakes and poo.
?
Oh, and guess what everyone?
I'm still talking.
Ugh!
Goodbye!
Til
We
Meet
Again
In
The
Next
Chapter!
...
See ya next time from much loved idiot
(If I'm ever loved)
Kaila Azroth.
P.S
When I first started doing the story I drew a picture of Isabella and Azroth.
I think its cute but I don't know what you guys would think so I'm having a friend upload it on their internet for me on deviantart.
You guys are going to see a whole lot of pictures I drew, a lot of them are in pencil and are random anime characters.
But in the midst of all those pictures Azroth and Isabella is going to be there as well.
I'll post more info about it in the future once I get the whole thing settled with my friend.
If you're interested that is.
Anyway enough babble from me.
Byaz!
P.S.S
I never really say byaz in person, I'll kill myself if anyone ever heard me.
!Kaila Azroth!
Peace!
;P