Note: Ok, so the muse took an exasperatingly long time to hit me…but here's chapter 7!! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: same old stuff, I think you've learned it by heart by now..

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7. Third lucky day

The thunder pounded hard and echoed across the cold prison walls. The man before Momoko shuddered slightly. He was still human, she noticed, yet something about him didn't quite fit into the daily norm, and it wasn't his pale skin and his flattened nose, nor was it his red eyes and his slit-shaped pupils. His heart. It was so faint, she could barely hear it, even though she could hear any human's heart as clearly as a drum in a parade.

Voldemort was watching her dead eyes, noticing something had lit it up. When she spoke of her past, and especially while mentioning her friend, her eyes seemed to flash. However, what made him curious was he had no idea what emotion she felt. It can be anger, love, regret, or maybe even hatred. Or maybe simply imagining her past was enough to wake her up. He didn't know why, but she definitely seemed different than when he had first met her.

Momoko spoke again, her purr-like voice filling the cell with a melodious sound he had heard many vampires use, but never was it so powerfully enchanting. He concentrated as best he could on her words. "I never knew why Onee-san liked me. Our encounter didn't last more than a couple of years. She was never very open with her emotions about me, and maybe that was what kept me so deeply loyal to her. She would rarely tell me she loved me, yet she would always be there when I needed her the most. It did become confusing and often times frustrating, and it led me to feeling something towards that plant merchant.

"I left the next day after Onee-san and walked straight to his stall. He was busy putting up everything for show, when he noticed me arriving with an apologetic smile on my face. He smiled his irresistible smile at me and bowed when I stopped in front of him. This simple and quite common greeting made me blush slightly, and I bowed back, returning it. 'I apologize most deeply for my absence, sir,' I said. 'I had a very important issue to attend to with my family. I hope I may still have a chance today.'

"'Why you most certainly do, milady. If you do not mind my being honest, I used your absence to finally convince the captain to let you aboard,' he stated, his hand lifting to the back of his head. His embarrassment made me giggle lightly, and he smiled again, this time, relieved. 'If you don't mind, we can go now. No one is on board currently, not even the captain. Everyone is busy, as you can see, preparing the merchandise for the day.' He looked at me questioningly, and I smiled assuredly, watching him smile back. He bowed again and gestured towards his left to let me pass. We then headed to the boat.

"The cool breeze flowed through his shoulder length hair and made my kimono whip around my ankles as we approached the water. He walked to a long wooden board that crossed the gap between land and the boat and held his hand out for me to take. I blushed lightly again and took it, feeling his firm fingers wrap themselves around mine and pull lightly for me to step onto the board. It was moving under my feet, and keeping balance was difficult, but I had his full attention and support. He held my hand firmly until we reached the boat and let it go awkwardly once we were aboard. Having never been on a boat before, I was slightly mesmerized by the sun rising on the edge of the ocean and how clear the air was on the ship. The ship itself made me curious to go exploring. It wasn't very big, but I felt as though every room inside it was filled with exotic treasures.

"The merchant laughed lightly and I noticed that he was watching my reaction the entire time. I turned to him, confused, and he said to me, 'I've never seen a woman on a boat before.' He walked closer and looked into my eyes with an intensity that made my knees weaken. 'I can take you on a tour inside, if you want.'

"I looked away and giggled, nodding. He asked for my hand again, I took it, and we headed through the first door. It seemed like we had arrived in the captain's lounge. It was a big room full of odd gadgets and complicated objects. 'Hayate-san', I started, pointing at those objects. 'What can these objects do?'

"'Why they are for navigation. Using them, we can calculate the distance between us and our next destination.' He smiled at my wide-eyed face and led me to the long table in the middle of the room. He sat down and pulled on my hand to sit next to him. I complied and he spoke. 'We must negotiate the price of certain poisons. I have said that they are not for sale. However, I am ready to make an exception and sell you one poisonous plant, considering you can pay the price.'

"The look he gave me only meant one thing. My stomach suddenly cramped, but I held back the pain and smiled back. 'No price is too high, Yamamoto-sama,' I responded, using the Geisha's way of calling their hosts 'master' to please them. The man looked very pleased at my response and held my face gently with one hand as he wrapped his other arm around my waist bringing my body closer to his. He lowered his lips to mine slowly, his breath falling on them before they brushed mine in a kiss. This kiss ignited something inside me. It was warm and passionate, something I have never felt before. It made me long for more. Feeling his tongue sweep over my lips, I parted them slightly and his tongue pushed its way through them looking for mine. We were embraced in this intense kiss for a time that seemed like eternity. His hands were caressing my cheek and my back lightly. They both fell and undid my obi. I only noticed when I felt less pressure around my waist from it.

"We parted for the one moment to take the obi off from the front and came together in another kiss, as intense as the one before it. His hands crept up my arms and to my shoulder, and he took my kimono off with a light push. His lips left mine and headed to my cheeks and down to my neck, making me shiver with pleasure at his touch. He was warm, something I didn't have from Onee-san. She had always been cold and quick about our intimacy, yet Hayate-san seemed to take his time.

"Leaving my neck, his hands pushed my hips back and he laid me on the ground kissing my chest and stomach one part at a time as though he was taking little bites out of me. This feeling of being eaten was very arousing. His lips then traveled to my breast, licking and sucking and making me moan for more. His hand was playing with the other breast, lightly teasing my nipples. Hearing me, he lifted his head, smiled and picked me up from off the floor and dropped me into his lap. Having my back to him made me wonder what he might do, but soon enough, his lips were sucking on my neck again, both his hand on my breasts. In this manner of taking bites, his lips moved from the top of my neck to my shoulder, giving me the feeling of small shocks numbing my mind with pleasure. My hand lifted unconsciously behind me to grab his hair and bury my fingers inside it, feeling the movement of his head as he continued to tease my nipples with his expert fingers.

"I felt his body grow warmer and I let myself relax on his muscled chest and kissed his neck lightly. This led us into another long and arousing kiss. His hand now left one breast and lightly ran over my stomach, down to my navel and onto my lower parts. His rough fingers slowly brushed the sensitive skin, taking from me a cry of pleasure. He kept teasing me there until I couldn't take it anymore and I pushed my hips forward, making his fingers have full contact with me. He chuckled and proceeded to massage my clit in circular movements. I grasped his neck harder and gasped at the touch. The pleasure was clouding up my mind. His warm penis was erect behind me, and I could feel it hard against my back as I lay on him. My free hand left his kimono and moved to his erection, making friction movements through the cloth, making him groan almost imperceptibly.

"At this point, I got off his lap and started undressing him out of is kimono. I proceeded from his chest and down to his navel, kissing, licking and sucking every part my lips could reach on my way to his erection. Arriving at it, I held it and kissed its top lightly teasing him. He seemed frustrated by my ministrations, so I opened my mouth and took him in. I sucked lightly as my tongue flicked his gland in my mouth, going up and down over him. I was imitating what I had seen Onee-san do with the other man. My hands were going up and down on his penis as my head bobbed in unison, sucking harder and harder, then releasing him with a loud sucking noise. He groaned louder at that, and I took him in again, this time taking as much of his erection into my mouth as I could. His hands held my head tightly and pushed me towards him slowly, and then he pulled me back, enjoying my suction. He guided my mouth with his hand on my head for a while as my hands played with his balls, squeezing them lightly in my palms. I could feel him getting harder the longer I had him in my mouth, until, just as unexpectedly as he sat me on his lap, he pushed me laying down onto the table and spread my legs apart, revealing me to him.

"I blushed at the thought of being so exposed. I didn't feel comfortable with him staring at me so hungrily, even if it did give me pleasurable thoughts. My legs were tense, as if they wanted to close again to hide me from his gaze. He noticed my anxiety and looked to my face, puzzled. I tried to smile reassuringly, and failing, I just looked away. He let me go and took my hands, lifting me off the table.

"'Is there something wrong?' He asked, looking slightly concerned and not hiding his frustration. This time, I managed to fake a smile and say, 'no, nothing is wrong. I am just nervous your captain might catch us.' I even managed to have a teasing voice and a giggle after that. He seemed to relax at this and said, 'there's nothing to worry about. Our captain will not come before another five hours, as is his custom.' He then kneeled at the base of the table and pulled my body towards him, my legs spreading and falling at his sides. He kissed me a long kiss, giving me a feeling of security for every second that passed. He kissed my neck and then my breast, pushing me onto the table with every fierce movement of his head onto my body, and slid his tongue over my stomach, to my navel and my lower parts. The feel of his wet, persistent tongue on my clit filled me with intense pleasure. I moaned louder, and he licked faster. His fingers joined, opening me wider and giving me even more pleasure. His tongue went down to my hole then back up to my clit several times, making my moans louder and my body shiver with excitement. My hands unconsciously went to his hair and he laughed lightly, sucking on me. His deep voice vibrated on my lower parts and I felt the pleasure rise up my spine. He kept at this, making my moaning louder and louder, and the ecstasy was almost unbearable, then he got off.

"I was taken aback by how he just stopped when I was so close to climaxing, but what he had in store for me next was enough to make me forgive this mistake. His hot erection was pushed against me once, then twice, then I felt him sliding inside, the heat of his pleasure igniting a fire inside me. I could barely control my moaning and breathing as he moved in and out of me, slowly at first. He groaned lightly as he moved faster, and feeling him get closer to the finish made me respond equally. His breathing quickened as did mine, but he was more patient than me. I moaned the loudest and the climax hit me, making the table under me feel like air. I came and he quickened, moving faster and pushing harder, making it even more pleasurable if at all possible. I could hear his voice grow louder as I calmed down, and by the time I had calmed down, he had finished.

"We were both gasping for air, and he elegantly lay on the table next to me. 'I believe you have done enough for the price of one small plant,' he said, his breathing becoming gradually slower. He got up and quickly put his kimono back on. I stood slowly and did the same, and then he motioned for me to sit and he left the room. I only waited a few seconds before he came back with a jar in his hand. It held in it a few small purple colored pedals. He sat back down next to me and placed the jar on the table between us. I glanced at it and looked to him. He had that typical smile on his face.

"'This is a powerfully poisonous plant,' he started. 'It comes from a flower that blooms only in winter. The only place it can grow is in a northern village on the upper islands of Japan. It isn't difficult for our kind of merchants to obtain, but it is pricey since we are one of 5 groups to sell it. I think this is enough for what you have offered me.'

"The way he talked was very formal, and a feeling of guilt gradually came over me. The charm in his voice was lost, the light in his eyes was out. He just had a pleasant smile on his face, a smile that seemed almost mechanical. At that moment, I felt odd. I had always been a Geisha, an untouchable wonder. That part of me wasn't dead yet. Now, however, I felt as if that action had killed it. And it wasn't like the last time a man had touched me. If I was somewhat forced the last time, this time was entirely of my own accord. And for what value? A plant? Tears filled my eyes, and I bowed close to the floor to hide my face. 'I cannot thank you enough for this, Hayate-san.'

"He placed the jar at the table and I felt his hand touch my face and lift my chin. I resisted slightly, but his insistence was hard to deny and eventual I raised my head off the ground, my eyes looking down. I could feel him peering onto them and then he spoke. 'What is your story?' I couldn't hold my tears back anymore and everything that happened spilled out of my mouth, one event at a time. I told him how I was a beautiful geisha, how I had been attacked by a mysterious stranger, how I had woken up at Onee-san's home on the shore. I had been nearly raped and I how I escaped, and how Onee-san finally showed me the affection I needed to help me get over it. I told him how we had been both a victim of the same stranger and how we needed to take revenge, which is why we needed the plant. After all of this, I was in his arms, him cradling me and holding me tightly.

"My sobbing calmed down, and he loosened his grip on me, allowing me to sit on his lap. He had a look of pity and deep disgust, and I couldn't tell whether he was disgusted at me or at what had happened to me. The silence between us grew awkward, and finally e seemed slightly confused and hastily stood up next to me. I bowed in a formal manner and said, 'I am sorry I bothered you with such nonsense, Hayate-san. My job here is done, and I will be off.'

"'No!' He said quickly and held my arm back as I turned to leave. 'I – I'm sorry. I had no idea… I would never…'

"I smiled a tearful smile and slowly slipped my arm out of his hand. He let me go reluctantly and as I left the room and walked down a hallway on the ship, I could hear him yell after me, 'you will be saved, Momoko-san! Mercy will come!' But I never believed that, and I left resolutely never wanting to see him again."

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Here you are, chapter 7!! My next chapters will be coming in on a faster pace. That I promise.

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