Author's Disclaimer: We don't own anything that belongs to Burst Angel. This chapter was also written by my girlfriend and not myself.

"Avenging Angel" chapter six

"Moment of Respite"

That night Kyohei flew in from Italy. Even though everyone was happy to see him, Amy was especially pleased. The time they spent closely talking to each other (and some careful flirting) didn't go unnoticed by the others. Especially the way Amy blushed around him. Sei smiled as she was happy that all of her "wards" were finally at peace. Even she had found happiness with Leo. They were almost a family…

'No,' Sei thought. 'We ARE a family.' Her heart swelled at the thought.

Kyohei was spared from cooking that night even though everyone wanted to try the new concoctions he had learned abroad. Sei insisted he work for her again as head chef and train her cooks. He accepted the offer from her with a big smile, per the request she hire a teacher in his off-time. Sei agreed.

A loud ring tone interrupted the laughter from the table and Sei excused herself to another room to take the call she knew would be important (as the caller ID alerted her).

"Yes," she said softly. The voice of a male on the other line gave her the news she didn't want to hear.

"The Bai Lan syndicate do not accept Sei-san as heir to Head of the Dragon. They have gone rogue and cut themselves off from us. We will meet with them in the morning to discuss matters."

"As Head of the Dragon, we shall we waiting," Sei replied, giving her title to tell the caller she did not accept the nature of the news.

"Yes, Sei-san." The voice returned respectfully.

Sei clapped her phone shut and walked back to the dining room where the laughter erupted again as the friends reminisced on the first time Kyohei had joined them.

"You were such a pansy," Meg exclaimed.

"I thought he was cute," Amy chimed in as Kyohei's face reddened.

Even Jo laughed. "I thought I would have to shoot you, Kyohei…"

Sei decided not to spoil the moment. 'After dinner,' she thought. 'Let them have peace for once.'

After they finished their meal, Sei calmly called to the crimson-eyed girl.

"Jo," she said from across the mahogany table. Jo's stare initially turned towards her. She knew that tone of voice meant business. "Are you up for a job in the morning?"

Jo's eyes gleamed with excitement, her blood flowing faster in the veins. Her heartbeat was audible, pulsating throughout her ears.

"Yes, I'm ready," she said in monotone as always even though everyone could see the endorphin rush the mere shift in tone to her name had hit her, like drugs to an addict. Her eyes were afire and her grip on Meg's hand tightened.

Meg smiled; she knew that other than their bond, Jo's existence hindered on what she was; a creation of war. Only those closest to her had ever dared to see her other side.

Later that evening, Sei summoned the both of them to see her.

"Come in," Sei called out as she sat in the leather chair in her office. Both Meg and Jo entered and sat down quietly in front of the massive desk awaiting news. The Chinese woman tapped her finger on a large file folder. Meg noticed Jo's picture stapled to the top right-hand side of it. Sei took a deep breath.

"I'm glad you two are here; especially you, Meg. As you know, tomorrow I'm going to need Jo's assistance. The western Bai Lan syndicate has defected. They do not accept me as heir although I am my grandfather's only successor."

Meg responded quickly. "So who thinks they can take your place?"

Sei smiled. "Meg…this is exactly why I had Jo secluded. My cousin, Chongkun, has data on the Genocide Angel Project. He knows everything about the glowing brains and the massive weapon he could have if he possessed someone like Jo. But Jo is the last of them. He doesn't know Jo lives and thinks she is dead. Nonetheless, he has managed to gain support and will try to raise himself above me. If he could produce a genocide angel, he would use it to wage war. And that is something we don't want."

Sei handed Jo the file. "This is who you are, Jo. Your whole life is in here; how you came to be, your training, programming…. And every bit of data RAPT had on you."

Jo stared blankly at the file and finally stood up. She walked over to the hearth and threw it in. With a flick of the gas switch, she torched her origins. Meg and Sei stared in awe. Jo sat down again beside Meg and in her calm voice said merely: "That was me, Sei, my past. I might be the product of a test tube, but I'm human now."

Meg slowly reached for Jo's hand and squeezed as Jo continue. "You are family, Sei, and we will fight for you. Just give us the details."

Sei smiled and clasped one hand over her cast.

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That night was excruciating for Jo. The minutes passed like hours as she lay in bed staring at the green digits from the face of the alarm clock on her nightstand. Meg could feel Jo tense and fidget, sometimes lolling her limbs across the sheets. Every so often she would turn over onto her stomach, and flip back like a restless child. The silver of steel from Jo's Desert Eagles gleamed in the low light of the room as they sat, waiting, atop their dresser.

"Jo, is everything alright?" Meg whispered. Jo leaned up and looked into the sapphire blue eyes of her partner. Her lips stretched to a ghost of a smile.

"Yeah…" she responded.

"You miss the way we were; a mission almost every day, don't you?" Meg asked. Jo sighed.

"Yeah… I miss it." The waiting was torture. It was like giving a time limit for a massive battle to a bloodthirsty soldier on duty in the trenches. She couldn't wait to rain down destruction on Sei's enemies…

Meg, in turn, was worrying about Jo. She knew Jo would have to sleep at least a little bit before the next morning if she was to be at her best. The red-haired girl slowly closed the distance between them and kissed Jo slowly. Their lips opened and their tongues began to duel. Meg slowly ran her hands up Jo's body and pushed her over onto the mattress. She lifted her torso above the warrior and slid her top off to reveal her well-endowed breasts.

Jo initially grabbed Meg and pulled her down for another passionate kiss. Meg's red hair cascaded over Jo's face and she enjoyed the sensation. Jo's hands slid under Meg as she sat up. Jo wrapped Meg's breasts as the redhead rubbed her core against her. Jo could feel Meg's wetness drip and moisten her midsection. She urged Meg on by grabbing her hips; she let Meg rub on top of her. Before she could orgasm, Jo stopped her.

Blue eyes flung open at the sensation of being denied the pleasure of coming. Jo smiled up at her partner and then flipped her over onto her back.

"Not so fast," Jo whispered.

"Uhn, Jo," Meg whimpered as the silver-haired girl kissed her neck and traced a pat down to Meg's legs. Just when Meg thought Jo was about to taste her, Jo continue down to her leg, teasing the red-head.

"Please, Jo," Meg shivered in anticipation. Jo finally kissed Meg softly on her clit and Meg let out a loud moan as she let her fingers entwine in Jo's short locks. Jo's tongue devoured Meg softly at first, but with every pull on her head, and not to mention Meg's moans, Jo's mission was to bring her to the brink and beyond.

"More, Jo, please," Meg gasped as her orgasm flowed. Jo continued her soft assault on her lover as she rode the last waves of ecstasy. Jo kissed a path back up to look into her lover's eyes. Meg pulled her down into a deep kiss, tasting herself upon her warrior's lips.

"I can never get enough of you, Meg," Jo said calmly. Meg regained her breath and opened her eyes.

"I love you, Jo." Meg traced the lines of Jo's tattoo. She knew the lines by heart even though they were only visible in the heat of battle. Meg kissed Jo softly and then moved to her ear. Jo moaned loudly. Meg knew her lover's sensitive spots well. "Hmm, Jo, you like that, don't you?"

Jo moaned her approval. She belonged to Meg and knew it. Meg looked deep into her lover's crimson eyes as she slid two fingers inside. Jo loved it when she touched her in this way. Her dripping wet folds parted as Meg reached deeper inside her.

"Hmm, Meg, only you can do this… to hmmmm, me."

Meg smiled coyly as her hands wandered to Jo's nipples and pinched one hard. Meg knew the genocide angel's pain threshold was huge, and her sometimes rough playing in bed showed it. Jo loved the mixture of pleasure and pain only her soul mate could give her. Meg bent down to Jo's shoulder and bit down playfully. She sucked on the wound she created, sending shivers through Jo's body.

She continued to pump her fingers on Jo's soft spot as the gunslinger girl erupted in orgasm. Meg slid her fingers out slowly and smiled to see Jo still clenching the sheets around her. Her white-knuckled fingers tensed, gripped….

Meg bent down and kissed Jo softly. "Hmmm, is my love satisfied?"

"Yes, beautiful Meg. I think I can rest now."

The two women cuddled up facing each other, their limbs entwined and sleep claimed them both finally.

End for now

End note: This took so long, my girlfriend took the helm and just slew this out one night at work! I am a horrible writer, and needed help :P Thanks, Inuskye!

Sincerely yours, penpaninu

3/31/11