A/N: I got a pillow in the face T_T. A pillow in my face! *0* Courtesy from NikkiRubio101 nonetheless! I used to love pillow. I love to have tones of pillow around me. I have various pillows of various shapes, various colors and various materials: a plain but fluffy white rectangle pillow, a round blue one, a set of red-green-black square pillow made with satin textile, golden embroidery, ribbon decoration, flower print… I worship the person/people who have that wonderful, marvelous and brilliant idea to bring pillow in this world. But this pillow felt different from my pillows collection…
Now with this new chapter, will I get a nicer pillow? ~_~
Previously…
"I will be straight with you," Lavinia said. She looked up at him. "Syuusuke," Lavinia said slowly, her eyes fixed on him, "do you already have someone in your heart?" Fuji's fingers immediately tightened around the ribbon. Lavinia saw his gesture. The brunette darted his eyes away from her. He had more and more difficulty repressing his feelings for Ryoma when her name was brought up. On the other hand, it was a very clear answer for Lavinia's question. "And does this person happened to be Ryoma-chan?"
'What?' Fuji's eyes snapped open as he panicked. He spun around to look at Lavinia, his pupils trembling.
'She… She knows…'
In his room.
Fuji couldn't sleep. His conversation with Lavinia still echoed in his head. He was afraid. His fiancée knew about him being unfaithful to her. And, even worse, she knew why or, more accurately, who.
'Ryoma…' He covered his face with his hands. He was scared. He was scared for her. He was scared of what might happen to her. His fright made him lose the little common sense left in him and woke an urgent desire.
'I must see her…' Fuji looked outside his window. It was dark and the rain was pouring hard, but that didn't hinder Fuji's desire. 'I must see her. Now!'
Fuji stood up and ran out of his room.
It was pouring outside. It was the kind of storm which cool down everyone joy, but was necessary for the earth. Thunders stroked, startling Ryoma in her sleep. Annoyed at being disturb by the thundering noises, she dozily extracted herself out of the bed, wanting to close the curtain. She trailed herself up to the window, grabbing the fabric of the curtain when the thunder stroke again, blinding her. Ryoma covered her eyes, protecting them from the flashing light. After a moment, she brought her arm down to see someone looking at her from in the tree facing her her window. Ryoma's eyes widened.
'Fuji-senpai? What is he… ?'
Hastily, Ryoma pulled her window open.
"Fuji-senpai, what are you doing out there in the rain?" she shouted.
"Ryoma…" Fuji said softly, trembling all the while from the cold.
"Fuji-senpai, please come in!" She opened her window wider and held her arms out towards him.
"Ryoma…" Fuji said again, still not moving. He simply stared at her from the branch of the tree. It hurt him to see her, but it also made him happy.
"Fuji-senpai, please get in now!" Ryoma urged him.
"Ryoma…" Fuji repeated again.
Once she succeeded to brought him inside her room, she made him sit on her bed. His clothes were soaking wet and he was trembling.
"Fuji-senpai, please wait here a moment! I will come back soon!" Ryoma ran out of her room. She went straight to the bathroom and took a dry towel. Then, she ran to Ryoga's room, bursting inside. Ryoga raised an eyebrow, wondering what had happened.
"What is it, Chibisuke?" Ryoga asked.
"Lend me your pajamas!" Ryoma demanded urgently.
"Huh?" Ryoga blinked, confused. Why would she need his pajamas? His clothes were too big for her. Ryoma didn't wait for an answer. She ran straight to his drawers, pulling them open. She rummaged through his clothes, but couldn't find a pajamas. Ryoga put down his book and stood up. He opened his closet and pulled out a pair of blue strips pajamas from a shelf. "Why do you need my pajamas?" Ryoga asked, giving her the clothes.
"Thank you!" she said, ignoring his question. She just grabbed the pajamas and immediately ran out his room.
"Wait, Chibisuke!" Ryoga called her. Ryoma ignored him.
"Fuji-senpai!" Ryoma burst in her room.
"Ryoma…" Fuji repeated. Ryoma gave him the dry towel and the clothes.
"Here, dry yourself and change clothes," she said. "I will make some tea." Ryoma ran out again and headed down to the kitchen.
When she returned back, Fuji was still sitting on her bed, but he had changed into Ryoga's blue strips pajamas with the towel around his neck. Ryoma put her tray on a table, poured a cup of tea and brought it to him.
"Here, Fuji-senpai," she said. "Be careful. It's hot."
Fuji took the cup and slowly drank it. The whole time he was drinking his cup of tea, Ryoma didn't stop looking at him. She was very confused. Fuji wasn't the kind of person to do foolish things like going outside under the rain and climbing up a tree, but that's what he had done. There was certainly a reason behind his action. And as she watched him, she felt her heart clench.
'Fuji-senpai…'
Fuji finished his cup of tea. Ryoma took it and walked to the table where she set the tray, turning her back to him. She didn't want him to see the uneasy feeling drawn on her face. While she was poured him another cup, she spoke.
"Fuji-senpai, why did you come her-…? Ah!" Ryoma exclaimed when two arms snaked around her from behind. Taken by surprise, she dropped the cup and Fuji tightened his arms around her. He crushed her against him and put his head in the crook of her neck.
"Fu-Fuji-… senpai…" Ryoma stuttered, feeling her heartbeat running faster. "Fuji-senpai, what are you-… Omphfffff!" Fuji flipped them around and pushed her lightly. The two of them fell on her bed with her on her back and him on the top of her. Ryoma panicked. "Fuji-senpai, what are you-… Ummn!"
Fuji silenced her with his mouth, his right hand under the nape of her neck to keep her still. He kissed her forcefully, gnawing at her lips. Ryoma stood rigid and unresponsive. She had the impression that he was drinking her life energy from her soul. And that scared her. Feeling her stiffed underneath him, Fuji softened his assault but didn't stop his sensual administration on her lips. He fed her back the same amount of his soul energy to her, if not more. It was like he called for an exchange of their soul energy, but gave her more than the amount he took from her. This one didn't scare her, but, incredibly, it made her feel… euphoric. Ryoma trembled in Fuji's arms, feeling the intensity of his love for her, of his craving desire to be with her. Ryoma began to moan softly and Fuji took the opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth.
After a long moment, he slowly released her lips. He raised himself up to look down at her face, his eyes open. He examined her features to engrave every detail of her face into his memory, never wanting to forget the emotions shining in her eyes.
"Fu-Fuji-senpai…?" Ryoma stammered, trembling.
He tightened his arms around her and buried his face in her neck again. Ryoma felt his lips brush against her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.
"Just for tonight…" he whispered, brushing his mouth against her ear. "Just for tonight, let me hold you throughout the night…" He tenderly kissed her a last on her temple before closing his eyes. He fall asleep, keeping her trap in his arms.
After some minutes of silence, Ryoma tentatively tried to speak.
"Fu-Fuji-senpai…?" she called, but Fuji didn't move. He had already drifted off far away in his sleep, exhausted. He was completely drained by all the emotions and harship he kept inside.
Ryoma was distressed, her thoughts messily running in all directions. She didn't understand what had just happened to her. There was only one thing she knew: from that second, her soul was forever chained to his and it never want to be freed. Acknowledging that fatal reality also induced another realisation: she lost her fight against herself to suppress it. It was this fiery flame of forbidden love, which ignited itself once again despite how hard she tried to kill it. The one who possessed her heart in his palm was so close to her that she could even feel his heartbeat against her own. She knew what she must NOT do it, but her arms moved on their own. They closed themselves around Fuji. With him so close to her, she lost her will to fight.
'I surrender…' She closed her eyes, a salty and bitter tear rolled down her cheek. Ryoma succumbed to the fire inside her, letting it consuming her without protest.
Once again.
'Please, just this once…' Ryoma begged kami-sama, other tears following the same path than the first one.
'Just this once, let us stay like this…'
She shut her eyes and buried her face in Fuji's neck. Gripping her fingers harder on his clothes, she cried in silence.
'Just this once only…'
Soon, the flood of tears carried her away with them in the land of sleep. They brought her to the place where the master of her heart was waiting for her in her dream.
Upon Ryoma's bed, a ghost was watching down from the ceiling at the two enlaced young people. It was the lady who often appeared in Ryoma's dreams. She watched them sad eyes.
'Ryoma-chan…' the lady whispered. 'I'm sorry I have to put you through this… But please, just bear with it a little bit longer. It will end soon, I promise.' She turned her head to Ryoma's door, where she knew someone was on the other side.
Outside of Ryoma's room, Ryoga was leaned on her door. He had been there from the moment Ryoma ran out of his room with his pajamas. Ryoga clenched his fists, knowing the distress his little sister must be feeling by now. Ryoga was frustrated. In his current situation, he couldn't do anything to help her.
'Chibisuke…'
A/N: So, do I get a nicer pillow? Or worst? O.o
Post: December 4th, 2009