SIX : Be careful with what you ask for
Yuna slowly opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. She immediately recognised it being a hospital room, but she couldn't remember being taken to it. And who had taken her here? How long had she been asleep? It was day already; the room was coloured in a soft orange glow due to the curtains. She must've been unconscious for a long time, then. She sat up in her bed and winced when she felt a stinging pain in her chest. Putting a hand on it, she felt bandages covering most of her breasts. She had been operated? Why?
She frowned, but slowly started to understand what she had felt break when Tidus had violently pushed her against the wall. She still couldn't believe that it had happened... She couldn't deny that she had held him capable of doing it... back when they were still together... But why had he raped her and left her... alive? There had been moment there, when she had seriously thought that she was going to die.
Had that been his true intention?
If it had been so, then he hadn't succeeded. It was a close call, be he hadn't succeeded. He had broken her, mentally and physically, but Yuna decided for herself that she wasn't going to let him ruin her life again. She was going to be strong...
He had definitely ruined his life, not hers...
He had frightened her, but she was going to fight against it. She was not going to let him walk free from what he had done. He would pay; she would definitely make sure of that.
She laid herself back down on the bed and took a shaky breath. If he thought that she still loved him... then he was wrong... She had taken enough from him.
She smiled and closed her eyes; enjoying the cosiness of her warm room and the simple fact that she was alive... She actually felt alright; the bruises still hurt a little and she felt a little bit dizzy in her head, but other than that, she was fine.
Or was she?
She suddenly got up and threw up in the sink standing next to her bed.
"So nauseous... oh..." she opened the water and cleaned the sink. She dragged herself bag into bed and put a hand on her little belly. "And so hungry too..." She was starting to wonder... how long had she been asleep to get that hungry? And why was she so, so... nauseous? The medication maybe?
A knock on the door.
Yuna sat up and expected to see a nurse with some food maybe, but it was...
She gasped and wanted to laugh, but couldn't due to the pain in her chest. She smiled instead and chuckled softly.
He was here! He was here! And he had brought... flowers!
"Lulu! Seymour!"
"Maybe she knew you were coming, she seems to be fully awake now." Lulu softly joked and smiled at Yuna, stepping up to hug her little step-sister. She tucked a strand of hair behind the brunette's hair and hugged her again. "You look much better, Yuna." She whispered and kissed her forehead. She then stepped aside and took the flowers from Seymour.
"How are you feeling?" he asked and gave her a worried smile. He hadn't seen her in two days because he had been assisting the police with the search for Tidus. They still hadn't found him... and he just hadn't been able to resist the growing urge he had felt... he had wanted to see her so badly. But she looked so pale... and she had bandages all over her arms and on her left temple was a big plaster that was half covered by her hair. He stood still next to her bed and feared to sit next to her; she just looked so fragile...
She looked up at him and felt tears burning behind her eyes. She understood why he hesitated to come closer, but she needed to feel him close to her now. It hadn't come up to her how badly she had missed him... how much she had needed him. She raised her hands and gestured him to hold her.
"Just hold me tight." She whispered as he sat on her bed and took her in his arms. "Just hold me, Seymour." She sobbed, "Are you still mad at me?"
He let go of her and took her face oh-so carefully in his trembling hands. He had been so afraid of loosing her; he needed to be sure that she wouldn't just vanish in front of him. He shook his head and kissed her on her parted lips, silencing her sobs. "No," he whispered between two kisses, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs, "How could you ever, ever think that?" he kissed her again and rested his head against hers, looking in her eyes. "You are the one who should be mad at me... I was the one who left you with him." He shakily whispered, closing his eyes and sniffling. Yuna sensed that he felt very guilty about it, but she didn't want to see him cry in front of her...
"No, I'm not mad at you Seymour..." she smiled at him and rested both of her hands on each of his hands holding her face. "I'm going to be alright..."
"I've informed the authorities about it, and we have been searching for him all over the city." Seymour said, holding her tightly again, "He will never hurt you again, I promise."
She just held him tighter and rested her head against his shoulder, enjoying his closeness. But she suddenly felt her stomach turn upside down.
"Oh god..." she let go of him and rushed to the sink again. She emptied her stomach and fell on her knees, holding herself to the sink, breathing heavily. Seymour was next to her in a matter of seconds.
"Could it be the medication that is making me so sick?" She hoarsely whispered, looking up at him, while he took her up and carried her back to bed. "I've been feeling nauseous ever since I woke up..." she looked up at him and took the glass of water he was holding out for her.
Seymour turned around. "You didn't get the chance to tell her?" he asked looking at Lulu.
"She has been unconscious for two days in a row." Lulu said; taking the old flowers out of the vase next to Yuna's bed and replacing them with the new ones they had brought.
"Tell me what?" Yuna sat up again and put her glass away, "Tell me what?"
Seymour gave her a broad smile and kissed her forehead. "Yuna, you're pregnant."
For a moment she just looked at the two of them and shook her head. "You're joking..." she tried to stop smiling but couldn't as she saw him nodding, tears in his eyes.
Lulu came to sit at the other side of the bed and took her hand in hers. "No we are not. I'm going to be... well, an aunt in a few months."
"Oh my god...!" she whispered, smiling and tears falling on her cheeks. She held out a hand towards Seymour. He gently took it and sweetly rubbed it with his thumb. "Our... our chi-child?" she shakily whispered as her lips trembled from the emotion. He softly laughed and nodded. She fully broke down in tears and he hugged her tightly.
"I'm so... just so happy...How is this... how... Oh my god..." she sobbed and kissed him on his lips over and over. "I...love... you...so much." she sobbed, while raining soft kisses all over his face, pressing herself tighter against him. She could feel his heartbeat against her sore chest, but she ignored the pain; she just couldn't believe how lucky she was to still be alive and that she was going to give life to another individual thanks to that simple fact.
Seymour caressed her hair and rested his cheek against her head. "I know... me too, Yuna. I love you too." He just whispered back. Yuna could definitely hear the sad undertone in his voice when he whispered those sweet words. She frowned and caressed the back of his head.
Lulu stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll be waiting outside." She silently opened the door and exited.
Yuna was thankful that she had left because there was something she wanted to tell him. She had kept denying it, but... after everything that has happened, she just couldn't help but feeling this way... he had given her a great gift and she just couldn't bear hearing that undertone again. She was ready to leave her past behind and to start over... with him.
"No..." she pushed him off her and shook her head. He was confused, was there something wrong?
"No..." she repeated again. "I mean that... I really," she closed her eyes and took his hand, putting it on her hart, "...really love you, Seymour." She opened her eyes and looked at him, curious to see his reaction. "I want to be with you." She sheepishly smiled, "Officially."
He couldn't say anything. Did she mean it?! Was she serious? Oh please, was she? He kept staring at her, feeling his heart beat at the same rate as hers under his hand. He blinked and gulped.
Yuna kept smiling, feeling nervous. She loved him, there was no doubt about it anymore... she moved closer to him and put a hand around his neck, pulling him to her for a kiss.
"I love you." She whispered and as their lips made contact, she felt him kissing back. She broke the kiss and looked at him and saw endless love and happiness in his beautiful grey eyes.
"You don't know how long I have waited for you to say that." He kissed her passionately, savouring her taste as if it was the very first time. It definitely tasted better now...
"Wait..." Yuna broke the kiss and put a hand over her mouth, while rubbing with a hand over her belly. "Here it is again...oh..."
Seymour chuckled and followed her to the sink. She bent over and threw up again, while he was rubbing over her back softly. She took a deep breath and drank some water out of the crane.
"Better?" he softly asked as she went to sit on her bed again.
"No." she softly whimpered as he sat across from her. She looked up at him and pouted. "You are never touching me again!" she cutely said, sticking out her tongue towards him.
He laughed and reached out for her, but she playfully evaded his grasp, carefully shifting to the other side of the bed. She laughed as he grasped nothing but air, but soon gasped as he shifted closer and grabbed her waist and made them both fall on the bed.
"Auwwwaw...pain..." she jokingly sobbed as he was bent over her, smirking. "I mean it, Seymour you're not touching me again! Ah! No!" her whisper went into a loud giggle as he started to tickle her side very tenderly making sure that he didn't hurt her. He knew that she was extremely ticklish so it didn't matter; he only had to touch her very briefly on one spot to cause an unstoppable giggle from her.
Someone cleared his throat. It was Lulu standing in the door opening. She had a stern look on her face when she spoke the words.
"Seymour. There is someone here for you. I think you should come and see this."
Seymour let go of Yuna and helped her to sit up on the bed. He kissed her on her forehead and smiled at her.
"I'll be right back" he softly whispered, winking.
"Ok." She whispered back, smiling.
He followed Lulu to the hallway and closed Yuna's door behind him. Captain Lucille was waiting for him at the other side of the hall.
"I need to ask you something." She immediately said when he had reached her. She produced a document holder from behind her back and handed it over to him. "Do you recognise the girl on the pictures?"
Seymour frowned and took a look. He immediately closed the holder and turned around to beat his fists against the wall.
"Yes I do." He whispered as he rested his head against his arms on the wall. "Oh god, no..."
"We found her strangled in her bathtub this morning. Do you think that it has anything to do with the case we're on now?"
Seymour brusquely turned around and looked at her. "As hell it does! This girl was his goddamned girlfriend!" He screeched and ran his hands through his hair out of pure frustration.
Nightfall crept over the big high-tech city Zanarkand. While a lot of people return to their homes, tired and hungry from a laborious day at work, a dark coloured car stops in front of a classy restaurant situated in the chic part of the city.
Long legs descent from the car and a black haired woman steps out. She looks around, puts black sunglasses on and arranges her short black dress. Smiling to herself she closes the door of her car and walks towards the restaurant, her black stilettos accentuating her sensual way of walking. A valet walks up to her and she gives him her car keys. He immediately rushes to her car and drives it away.
Self-assured, she walks into the restaurant and asks for her reservation at the front desk. The receptionist looks it up and nods.
"Yes of course. Mister is already waiting for you." He looks at another valet that was standing there, "Could you take madam to her seat please? A man with blond hair is waiting for her. Table 7D."
The other man nods and bows. "Please follow me."
She follows the man to a little table at the back of the restaurant where a man was drinking a glass of white wine. He didn't see them approaching him.
She thanks the valet and she continues on her own. He still doesn't look up as she stands in front of him. She puts her hands on her hips and softly smiles.
"Hey there."
Crystal blue eyes look up.
"May I join you?" she softly whispers and takes off her sunglasses. He puts down his glass of wine and stands up. He kisses her on her lips and gestures her to take a seat.
She sits down and throws her long hair back with a movement of her head, making sure he's looking at her V-cut cleavage. "I've missed you."
He raises an eyebrow at that and softly smirks, shifting his gaze from her deep cleavage. "I can see that." he whispers and shifts his chair next to hers. Softly he puts a finger on her cheek, and kisses her on her red voluptuous lips. "We'll have to do something about that later, hmm?" he whispers in her ear. She chuckles and looks into his eyes.
"But first things first." She whispers against his lips. "Everything has been taken care of, as you wanted." She murmured in his ear as she felt his hand caress her thigh.
"Good..." he said in a low voice, kissing her throat.
"Did you get the time to get away unseen?" she softly asked, "You sounded pursued when you called me on the phone."
"Yeah, no problem. He didn't even notice that I was following him. And as predicted..."
"He went to the authorities, hmm?" she groaned and murmured next to his cheek. "So predictable of him..." she softly laughed. "It's almost getting boring..."
"It won't help him to any good." He said looking at her face, softly smiling.
She licked her lips and looked at his lips. "I have news for you... about Yuna."
"What about her?" he smirked, pulling her closer to him. She moved closer and kissed him deeply; savouring his taste she had had to miss for three whole days.
"Hmm... she's pregnant." She whispered nonchalantly, licking her lips again. He just looked at her for a short moment and then a mischievous smile appeared on his face.
"This is just getting better..." he grabbed her tightly again, "... and better." He kissed her, pressing her to him with a hand on her back.
She broke the kiss to catch her breath. "Wow... Tidus..." she whispered, arching her neck. He slid his way up her throat and pulled her head back on his eyelevel. "But tell me first... what good can we get out of this? What does her pregnancy mean to us?" She whispered, looking at the other people watching them with offended looks on their faces. She smirked at them and shifted her gaze back on Tidus' face. He smiled and took her face in his hands.
"It means babe..." he whispers in a very low voice, looking her deeply in the eyes, "That she will have more value to us dead."
She frowned and took his hands from her face. "Dead?"
"Yeah," he responded, tucking a strand of her ebony hair behind an ear. "Our associate wants her dead too. And he will get his way, because he provides us with all of these facilities, right? We can't let him down now. And..."
She gasped and just looked at him, when she felt him run a hand under her dress. She crossed her legs to hold him back.
"I totally agree with him. Yuna is the perfect asset to get Seymour to fully break down..." he grinned, "Now that his whore is pregnant..."
"But didn't you once love her...?" she softly whispered, suddenly feeling insecure.
"Love easily turns into hate..." he whispered back, looking intensely at her. She bit back a moan as his hand under her dress touched her moist spot between her legs. He licked his lips and smiled, "Let's get out of here, shall we?"
Black stilettos, a black dress and black underwear lay scattered on the floor, forming a vague trail towards the kitchen of Tidus' apartment in the centre of Zanarkand. The lovers had barely given each other the time to get out of their clothes. The couch, the floor, the wall next to the kitchen door; all had been used as a support to satisfy their burning desire for one and other.
So now they were on the kitchen table, or preferably, she was on the kitchen table, naked, her hands tied above her head. Tidus' clothes lay on the ground next to the table. His head was nestled between her legs and he was ravishing her with his tongue, making her groan and move her hips with the rhythm of his mouth.
"Harder...please..." she sobbed, needing something more than his heavenly tongue against her. "Tidus please..."
Slowly he stood up, looking at her body laying there in front of him. Her long black hair beautifully draped above her head, under her arms. She let out a playful laugh and caressed his growing arousal with a toe. "Stop staring, hurry... " She bit her lips and giggled.
Although he smiled at her, his eyes had darkened.
She moaned his name and pulled him closer to her with her legs. He put his hands on each thigh and positioned himself.
"You want it hard?" he hoarsely whispered, looking at her.
"Yeah..." she whispered, closing her eyes. She just wanted it, it didn't matter how. "Now, please."
"How's this?"
He roughly plunged inside of her and couldn't help but smile at her pained whimper.
She bit her lips and tasted blood; it actually hurt.
A lot.
He started to speed up his rhythm and she had to hold back a scream; this was way too rough. "Slow... down..." she struggled to whisper as her body violently shook with each thrust deep inside of her.
Tidus just ignored her and watched her breasts bounce up and down in front of him. It just made him want to drive in more fiercely inside of her. He bent over and ran his hands over her body, caressing every sensuous curve. He kept his steady rhythm within her, pushing deeper.
She moaned, arching her back. He had gotten to her pleasure spot... and she just couldn't move as she just received each hard thrust deep within her. Over and over he kept grinding over that spot in her and his hands were all over her... she found herself enjoying her forced helplessness.
He had waited to hear her moans of pleasure and he speeded up his rhythm up once more, putting his hands on each thigh and pulling himself in more roughly, groaning with each stroke.
"No...oh god..." she whimpered; the helplessness she had felt earlier had given place to a growing feeling of fear. And he was starting to hurt her again... He kept pulling her further and further over his hard shaft, making his hips slam against her thighs each time and her moans turn into pained gasps.
A soft grin slowly started to appear on his face as he heard her gasps. He had to admit that he just loved to hear them. They got him more aroused... and he was so close now... he just needed to go harder...
"Ready for more?" he breathed, slamming himself in, making her whimper his name again.
"Stop..." she sobbed, voice rising as he grinded that spot again deep inside of her. "Oh please..."
The sweet mixture of pain and pleasure...
He was hovering above the edge now and she felt him tense up in her and then slide to the deepest. She screamed as she felt him release his burning seed in her core. Her body went limp and she just waited for him to get out of her. When he pushed himself in her for the very last time, she whimpered and closed her eyes tightly shut, facing away from him.
He softly chuckled and withdrew himself from her. He bent down, took his clothes and left the kitchen.
She was left all alone on the kitchen table, her hands still tied together... but she barely minded...
She felt a soft pain in her thighs. He had surely left bruises there. And she probably wouldn't be able to close her legs decently for a long time...she tried to, and indeed, she had to wince from the pain it caused. She had gotten used to his rough lovemaking, but this was the first time that he had ignored her pleads... and it was the first time that she had felt so... so used after having sex with him. She closed her eyes to prevent the tears from falling. She had to admit it... he had frightened her...
"Babe."
She opened her eyes and felt him release the rope that was holding her hands together. She then felt him walk to her side and kneel next to her. He put a gentle hand on her cheek.
"You hurt me." She softly whispered.
He took one of her hands in his and kissed it softly, closing his eyes. "I thought you wanted it that way... maybe you should be more careful with what you ask for..." he whispered back.
She just blinked and stared at him for a moment, then wrenched her hand out of his grasp, looking away. If that was all he had to say...
He suddenly took her face in one hand and made her look at him.
"Are you having second thoughts about this? About us?" he harshly whispered, looking her in the eye. "'Cause if you do..."
"What, you'll kill me too?" she shakily whispered back, breathing heavily while looking back at him with tears in her eyes.
Tidus immediately let go and stood up, running his hands over his face. "I'm sorry..." he then whispered, kneeling back next to her, "What's wrong?" caressing a strand of hair out of her face.
"I understand that you've never loved Rikku... but I know that you loved Yuna...I..." she hesitantly whispered.
"Aaargh, no! Not about that again!" he said, standing up again and taking a few steps.
She sat up and looked at him, "You just want to get to Seymour, that I understand, but why kill Yuna?"
He stepped up to her again and whispered against her face, "You tell me... I thought you killed... Chappu or whatever his name was..."
The brunette fell silent for a long moment while she kept looking at him in disbelieve. "He betrayed me..." she whispered between her teeth, "and it was simple self defence..."
Tidus chuckled, "You're not going to tell me that it wasn't you intention." He softly whispered, looking at her with faked tenderness in his eyes.
She gasped and closed her eyes. "But all Yuna did was love you!" she softly sobbed, the tears flowing freely on her cheeks now. "Like I love you...!"
He turned and walked to the door again, "Yeah, and she betrayed me." He whispered, holding the doorframe with a hand.
"You can consider yourself warned, babe."
To be continued…
-BDP-