Alrighty then... another chapter. Boy, do I have my work cut out for me... Two stories AND two guilds to work on plus the Mid-Term Exams and the SAT...
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Herokii
I was awake, but my eyes were still closed. I didn't want to open them... I crossed my fingers hoping that what had happened was just a dream, nothing more.
Something slid across my stomach and air was blown against my neck. I hesitated for a few seconds and slowly opened my eyes. Soul's arm was wrapped around me and his head was buried in the crook of my neck; his breath against my skin sent shivers down my spine. For some odd-ball reason, I didn't mind the contact. Normally I would reject any kind of contact coldly without a thought but, now...
The man sleeping next to me shifted in his sleep and he nuzzled my neck, his mouth now against my skin in a silent kiss. I watched as his eyes fluttered open and for a few seconds he blinked to clear his vision. Soul sat up and rubbed his head. I quickly closed my eyes to pretend that I was still asleep. Apparently, it worked.
I could feel the demon lean over me, his mouth hovering inches from my lips. "Wake up..." He whispered, brushing those wonderful lips against mine. I tensed but he didn't notice or at least, I hoped he didn't. "We slept a little too long. It's morning of the next day." Finally giving up on faking my sleep, I opened my eyes. "Morning, Sleepy-head." Sometimes I wish human's couldn't blush.
He gave me a laugh and stood from the bed. The other day I was too lazy to put my pants back on and now I'm laying her naked as I watch Soul buckle his back up. I felt vulnerable all of a sudden.
I turned to my side, not wanting to move from the comfortable bed. Soul leaned across the bed and placed a hand at my waist and whispered into my ear. "Up you go..." He slid his hand further down my side and to my thigh under the covers. I was still a little tired from the intense sex we had and to make it worse, it was my first time so I feel like about dead right now. But of course, he wouldn't have me falling asleep on him. His hand finally reached my cock and he wrapped his long fingers around it and squeezed lightly, coaxing me into another erection.
My cell phone went off like an alarm with the Summer Shudder ringtone I put on it earlier this month. Soul sighed in defeat and let go of me. I ignored the fact that I was naked and got up to dig through my pant's pockets. Finally finding that annoying small phone, I flipped it open and answered.
"Moshi moshi?" I asked.
"Hello to you too, Herokii. Don't you ever check the number on your phone before you answer?" The feminine voice on the other end said.
"Sorry, Beryl..." I replied as I sat back down on Soul's bed. "I'm just tired."
"Well wake up! You're going on a vacation before you start your job oh wait... did you get the job or not?" The woman asked.
"Yes. Oh, and where are we going?" I asked, now excited. I heard rustling on the other end.
"We're going to go on a two-week cruise! And pet's are aloud too!"
"Alright! I've never been on a cruise before!" I gave a glance at Soul and he was now lying on his back on the bed, his eyes watching from underneath the long white bangs of his.
"Well, start packing! I'm already finished so I'll give you an hour!" She shrieked. She hung up the phone without saying goodbye.
"So, who interrupted us?" Soul asked from his position on the bed with a deep frown.
"My friend, Beryl. She's giving me an hour to pack a bag so we can go on a cruise." I turned to look at him. "Is it okay if I go on a two-week vacation starting now?"
The demon beside me shrugged. "I need someone to help Vergil with the bar. It will give me enough time to find someone."
It took me awhile to realize he said yes but when I did I gave him a nod before putting on my pants. I was so excited; my very first cruise and I get to bring Satan along! And on top of that I finally got myself a boyfriend! Loosing a job was the best thing that ever happened to me!
Soul grabbed my wrist when as I started to button up my shirt. He pulled me down on top of him, our stomachs pressed against each other's again. Those long fingers of his brushed through my hair and brushed them out of my face. I gave him a grin and he smiled. His hand held my head in place as he leaned foreward, kissing my forehead. "Don't forget, as soon as you come back, I want you start work okay?"
"Kay." He let go of me and I gave him a quick kiss on the lips before dashing out of his room and into the hall. I quickly ran down the stairs and out the door, making my way back to my apartment. I'm pretty sure Satan had to go to the bathroom as much as I needed a shower.
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I put Satan in his little portable cage, hoping that I wasn't scaring him too much. The puppy whimpered a few times and I kept on reassuring him that nothing was going to happen to him.
The door to my apartment opened and a red haired women stepped in. "Got your stuff Herokii?" I gave her a nod. "Here, I'll take Satan for you." She grabbed Satan's cage and lifted it up with ease. I was always jealous of her strength but I don't mind being weak as long as I have someone to protect me. Beryl walked back out the door with me following quickly behind with my over-stuffed suitcase. I was about to scream in excitement and I wasn't even out of my apartment yet.
She plopped Satan's cage in the back of her large purple van and waited for me to put my suitcase in before she closed the large door. She walked around the side of the car and hopped into the drivers seat and indicated that I needed to get in or she'll drive off without me.
Sliding into the car, I quickly pulled the seat belt over my chest and snapped it tight. With Beryl driving, you can't be too safe. She's unpredictable. One minute she could be slow moving with the traffic and the next zooming around the wrong side of the street.
"I have to stop by the store for a few because I ran out of AA batteries." She said, turning on the ignition. "You don't mind do you?"
"Not at all." I replied to her as I looked in the back to see Satan curled up into a little ball. "It's okay boy. No need to be scared. We're going on a cruise and, trust me, you're going to have fun." I leaned back and watched as we backed out of the parking space. If I had a license, which I don't, I would be driving in Beryl's place.
The trees, bushes, and buildings passed by the window quickly. A few times the sunlight would be right in my face so I would take my jacket from the back of the seat and cover my head with it. I really didn't like bright sunlight. It hurt my eyes way too much to the point of tears. When the car stopped and the air conditioning stopped blowing I took that old jacket off and watched as my friend got out of the car.
I looked back at Satan again and he looked much calmer... or maybe he was just tired. He gave a big yawn and stretched in the cage. He gave me a long look before closing his eyes and dosing off.
After watching the puppy rest awhile my body started to get sore. I unbuckled myself and hopped out of the car. I stretched my arms and my back before leaning against the side of the van.
I watched the people walk in and out of the grocery store as others packed all their groceries into their cars. Even watching the flies zoom around was more entertaining than just waiting.
"Hey!" a young voice, probably around my age shouted.
I turned around to see the owner of the voice. His arms were crossed and he was sending me a death glare. He had a few friends behind him also glaring at me.
"You mind telling me what your doing on our turf?" The teen asked.
"Waiting for a friend to come back from the store." I said. I turned my head back to the sliding doors labeled with a big green EXIT sign.
"Yeah, right, smart ass." I looked back at him and he moved towards me.
"Don't you dare touch my friend!" I turned to see Beryl standing there with a plasic bag in one hand and a gun in another.
The gang backed off. "Sorry ma'am. Didn't mean to cause trouble." The same teen said, sending me a surprised look. They left me and the woman to get back to the road.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to Beryl. "I'm sorry that I didn't stay in the car."
"It's not your fault, Herokii." She walked to the other side of the car and got in as I buckled up again. "Those boys have been causing trouble for everyone lately. Of course they fail to realize that the property that they're calling their 'turf' is owned by the government."
I grinned at Beryl and looked in the back again to see Satan awake. He gave one of his 'I'm hungry' looks and fell back to sleep. Sighing, I sat back in my seat and pulled the jacket over my head again.
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After letting Satan out of his cage I stretched out on a large bed. I was really surprised that Beryl spent more money than she needed to book us a cruise. She got us the most expensive, and the most biggest, room on the whole entire boat.
My puppy sniffed everything before finally lying down next to me. He was bored and so was I. I pat him on the head and he huffed.
"Okay!" Beryl burst from the bathroom. "Time to explore!" She picked Satan up and hugged him then bent over and rustled my hair. "Come on, up!"
Without thinking I got up, leaving poor little Satan to tumble onto the floor. I hooked a leash on him and held it tightly. I knew the dog was excited about exploring the ship, but, with excitement comes strength. I realized that when we boarded the ship earlier.
The powerful pup pulled me along the corridors and up the stairs into a ballroom. He paused for a minute and sniffed the ground in random places. I hoped he wasn't going to go to the bathroom.
Beryl ran her hand through her hair, messing her hair up. "Well, I'm going to the pool... Come by later when your in the mood kay, Herokii?"
"Sure." I didn't turn around to face her when I said that. I was too busy trying to get my dog walk somewhere else. Beryl's heals clapped on the hard flooring of the ballroom as she left. I knelt down in front of Satan and rubbed the back of his neck. He gave a sigh, as best as a dog could give one, and laid down on the ground.
A pair of softer shoes than Beryl's tapped lightly across the floor towards me. "Excuse me," A mans voice sounded from behind me. The dog barked and I look up from my position on the hard floor.
"Yes?" I asked kindly.
"Do you like to read poems?" The sudden question surprised me. And all this time I thought he was lost and needed directions.
"Yeah..."
"Have you ever read Lenis Contages, Lenis-"
I went ahead and finished his sentence for him before he could do so himself. "Basium. Yes, I have." I turned back to my puppy who was now on his back, waiting for me to rub his belly. I complied. "That's the only one I'll ever read." Somehow I felt the man behind me smile which disturbed me to no end.
"Would you like to meet the author?" He asked, humor is his voice as he knelt beside me. He watched as I rubbed my dogs soft belly. "What kind of dog is that?"
I almost laughed out loud. I had never met anyone who didn't know what a husky was. "A husky." I replied and stopped rubbing Satan. The dog got up and attempted to lick my face.
"What's it's name?"
"Satan." I tried to get the dog to stop licking me but to no avail. In the corner of my eye I saw the man cringe but he quickly shook it off.
"Anyways, do you want to meet the Author of Lenis Contages, Lenis Basium?" I looked at him this time. I failed to notice that he was actually very attractive. His hair was mid-night black and was in the same style as my friend, Dante. Even his eyes were the same color... although darker. He had one of those dark gray caps on, you know... the kind they wear at those old fashioned places where they read their poems out loud to those who want to here it. He also wore that black sweater most of those poets are seen wearing. He saw me staring at him and he gave me a smile.
I couldn't help myself and ended up smiling back at him. "You mean Grii Marten?" The name was a weak attempt by American parents to give their child a Japanese name. It sounds Japanese enough to me though because he's my favorite American Poet of the year. I'm wondering if this guy actually knows him from one of those meetings he had...could he actually be able to get Marten to meet me?
"Yeah." He replied as he now smiled widely. "Do you want to meet him?"
"Of course I would, I'd ask him to sign my copy of his poem."
"Well, guess what?" I gave him a simple shrug. He looked around cautiously before turning back to me. He leaned over and I could feel his breath against my ear. "I'm him."
I shoved the man off me and he backed away a little, holding his hands up like he was under arrest. "Jeez! How stupid do you think I am!" I glared at him like I did to Soul yesterday.
"Hey, I'm telling you the truth, now calm down." He came a step closer to me and I backed away this time. This guy was insane and I wasn't about to let him get the best of me. "You know what," He put up his index finger and dug through a bag I didn't notice he was wearing and he pulled out a book. He flipped to the end of book, to the About the Author page I'm guessing, and he held it up. "See..." He was being cautious with me, as if he might scare me on accident like he might a dog. I didn't bother looking at the book for even a second.
I turned to leave, Satan wagging his tail behind me, ruining the tense atmosphere to my relief. All of a sudden I wanted to get off this giant boat, to be safe away from this man. He was a lunatic and dumb to think anyone would fall for such an old trick like that.
"Wait!" The man shouted tripping over his own shoes, trying to catch up with where we had stopped. "I- Shit!" He fell this time and I made a dash for the double doors leading out onto the deck.
I ran down those steps, Satan wheezing behind me, trying to run at my fast pace. I turned down to the pool and scanned the huge area for a certain red-head. Spotting her just as soon as I was looking for her, I shouted. "Beryl!" I ran up to where she had surfaced from the chlorine-filled water.
"What's wrong, Herokii?" She swam to the edge of the pool so I would have to shout any further.
I knelt down in front of her and Satan happily licked her face once and, then tasting the nasty chlorine in the water, stopped and backed away. Beryl pulled the leash from my hands to bring the husky back so she could pet him. "This man..." I gasped, trying to catch my breath from all that running I did. "He's pretending... Hold on..." I stopped for a second and tried to calm down until my breathing evened out. "This man...he's pretending to be Grii Marten, my favorite poet."
"You mean the man right behind you." Beryl said before pulling herself up and sitting on the edge of the pool to pet Satan more thoroughly.
I froze and my heart raced faster than ever before. I slowly turned my head to the side to see the man who I had ran from towering over me. I yelped and turned around, a little too quickly if I do say so myself. I quickly regretted doing that as I felt myself fall backwards, towards the water where Beryl had just been a couple seconds ago. I hated pool water more than anything... and now I was going to fall in that water that I hated in the most dangerous way.
Beryl shouted something but I couldn't here her. I was too scared and many thoughts were racing through my mind. I felt like I was about to die.
The man who scared me grabbed my arm as I was falling backwards, and by my guess, my weight was too much for him and he ended up being pulled in too. Now my life really was worse. The impostor fell on top of me in the water pinning me underneath the chlorine-filled liquid. I couldn't breath. I was suffocating and I could see Beryl through the surface of the pool water just staring back at us.
I felt a tug as I was brought up to the surface of the water. I came face-to-face with the man that I was starting to really hate. I couldn't believe my luck today. It couldn't get any worse.
The thing about saying something like that...the person who says it always get's jinxed.
My body was against his and his arm was wrapped around my waist, successfully pinning me against him. The only thing keeping us apart was our wet clothes. Even the water wasn't on my side today. The current of the pool pushed me against him.
"Let go of me!" I struggled, trying to get out of his grip. His arm was like steel. I couldn't move. "You freak! Do you really think I'd fall for a dumb trick like that-"
"Herokii!" My head snapped up at Beryl. "He is Grii Marten. Remember? You asked me to look him up a couple weeks ago on my computer. I remember him."
I turned back to the man holding me with shock. He just played innocent and smiled at me. "Told you."
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I sat on one of the many pool chairs around the pool, holding my arms against my chest. I was really cold. When ever someone walked by the would give me a curious glance and I would send a glare in their direction, successfully scaring them off.
The man who I pulled into the pull was in the chair beside mine, staring at me. I gave a small sneeze and he looked around before turned back to me. "I would give you my coat to warm you but it's wet."
"Not my fault. You were the one who grabbed me, not the other way around." He looked hurt by that comment.
"I didn't mean it that way..."
Beryl came strolling towards us, a towel in each arm. She tossed a towel to me before walking over to the so called 'poet'. "Sorry about that; Herokii gets really surprized when someone is behind him without him knowing." I wrapped the warm towel around my shoulders in an attempt to warm myself. Satan whimpered and stuck his nose out from under the chair. I reached under the chair and patted him at the same time listening to Beryl and the guy talk.
"It's alright. I don't mind." He gave me another glance before smiling at me.
"Well, to make it up to you, how about you come to dinner with us?" Beryl asked him.
"Wait, what?!" Beryl sent me one of the most evilest of all death glares. Mine pales in comparison to hers.
TBC...
Moshi moshi: Japanese for Hi or Hello over the phone or internet.
Lenis Contages, Lenis Basium: It's Latin but I'm not sure if I did those right. Lenis can mean smooth, gentle, kind or mild but for the title of the poem I used it as gentle. Contages can either be touch or contact. I used it as touch. And last but not least, Basium means kiss. So, the title of the poem in English would be: Gentle Touch, Gentle Kiss. Romantic title, no?
Anyways, Herokii doesn't know anything about those poem meetings and he probably wouldn't because he flippin' locks himself in his condo 24/7 except when Beryl or Dante can get him out. Also, this chapter started out pretty random... a little weird but I'm glad how it turned out. And no, Herokii is not going to be with Marten, okay?!
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Anyways, to pass the time until the next chapter to The Devil's Soul, I am also working on another story, the one story about Herokii that started it all. Go to my profile and read The Devil's Heart! I know it's a little messed up at the begining but later it gets better. I swear.