-Next Night-
She had killed him, finally he was dead. His blood lingered in her veins, still chillingly sweet. Saya trembled as she remembered the way she kissed him and the way he touched her. Carl, Phantom, whatever he preferred to be called, was the only man she had ever been with. She had a groom, his name was Hagi. Yet, she was the bride of her enemy. The very same enemy that had tried to kill her, raped her, and had her bear his children. Scarred her, scorned her, and watched her in agony before she finally anticipated to his wicked commands.
And yet, she forgave him. And, unbelievably she loved him.
What he did to me is unforgivable!
Saya shouted in her mind. Tears shed from her eyes, it was a shame she still felt for him.
He killed a part of her, killed their daughter, and used her. He tasted her blood and tears, always enjoying her pain. Always solacing her and in a subtle way somehow touching her soul with his depraved words. He was always so enviously passionate and frightfully appealing to her. His lips, his touch, his body, she recalled them all distinctly. She blushed, remembering how he felt against her. It was indeed pleasurable and repented quite often nowadays.
She remembered the last night she held him in her arms. She had cried out his name and asked for forgiveness. Though she knew what had to be done. It was more like an obligation than revenge. While something inside her yearned to kill him, a subtle part of her loved him. Now, she repented both her love for him and for still loving him.
It was unfair!
"Hagi," she whispered softly, trying to forget Carl. The being she loved so and hated so all at once.
"When I last held Carl it felt so wrong, I didn't want him to die. I wanted him to live...but just not next to me in bed," Saya confessed, tears running down her cheeks. Hagi walked up to her and sat next to her on her bed. He cupped her face and wiped her tears away.
"Would you have preferred if I had killed him?" Hagi asked. Saya shook her head and whimpered. Her killing of Carl was closure, closure that they were enemies and nothing more.
Lovers, once.
Yes Saya knew she was not whole, not with him dead. And yet she found herself happier with the lies. Only when being lied to was she her happiest? She did not know, but the truth hurt more than lies.
"How can one love something so much they know they were born to hate?" she questioned. Hagi didn't answer, not wanting to provoke more tears. Saya placed her hands on her stomach and smiled.
"He said he wanted to have children with me," Saya smiled and laughed softly. She looked up at Hagi.
"I only have forty-eight hours left of fertility, after that I am sterile again," Saya said. She looked up at Hagi and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"I love you, Hagi," she whispered. They unexpectedly kissed. Hagi took the liberty and deepened it, Saya did not deny or struggle. She pulled his head forward, kissing him harder. They both fell back onto the bed. Saya had never kissed Carl like this, not with this much passion. When the kiss ended Hagi lie on top of Saya, both panting.
"Saya, will you accept me?" Hagi asked.
"Hagi, will you not be my Chevalier for one night? Just be my lover," Saya said.
"If that is your wish," Hagi jeered and they laughed. They kissed again, removing each other's clothes. Their lovemaking would be much more powerful and passionate than Saya's love for Carl.