Chapter 4

Valentine had been in this position so many times in her life; it was familiar to her like nothing else was. Not even her older sister, who she didn't even know that well. No, Sapphire Hunter had many secrets. Even Valentine knew this, but she loved her older sister above all else. Therefore, that's why Valentine had kneeled to so many people under her sister's command, kissed their feet, their hands. Sapphire only did business with women, for that, Valentine was grateful. She had no interest in kissing a man's foot. She was ashamed of doing it, but anything that made her sister happy made her happy. Getting new business partners of whatever organization her elder sibling had, and didn't inform Valentine about, made her happy. Rias stared down at her with cold, blue eyes. She was on her knees, low to the ground in a show of submission.

"Why have you returned, Valentine Hunter?"

"I would like to serve you."

"Under someone's orders, correct?"

"Yes."

"You wish to find the Grimoire of Honorius?"

"Yes."

"You will not feed from anyone but Akeno Himejima." This was an order, not a request. Valentine knew the difference. She moved forward, tentatively taking Rias's hand within hers. Her lips met the porcelain skin; her stormy amber eyes met the Devils. She slowly nodded. The anguish within the woman's eyes made Rias tremble; she wanted to know the mystery of this Jaracara so badly. What could cause such an inner turmoil, such sorrow and despair? "Then yes, but when we do retrieve the Grimoire once again, I won't hesitate to kill you if you try to take it for yourselves."

"If my sister so wishes me to, I will do it. I'll get her the Grimoire, even if it costs me my life," She spoke with compassion, it would happen; the moment of truth... and Rias would kill her. The thought of it made her feel sick, someone with such a strong will…incredible. If only they weren't on opposite sides.

"The search for is not a private thing, many believe that the Grimoire should be left alone and or destroyed so it is not a serious search. It is anyone's right to try and find it. As I said, may want it gone, so we will probably encounter many enemies along the way. I want you prepared for that."

"Why…why would anyone destroy such a thing? It can be used for good, it can! I want it to create a utopia for my sister so she won't have face the terrors she did as a child ever again. She always took care of me; she fed me when I was in need while my sick mother couldn't. She sacrificed so much for me; I love her more than anything in the world does, she's my everything! She didn't deserve the childhood we had, practically raising me. I know who caused this to happen, that's why…that's why ….one day….I will kill Satan…I will kill your brother! For my sister!" Fascinating, she is like no Jaracara I have heard of before. They're all slimy bastards who want nothing but sex, blood, and breast milk, that's what I was told anyway. How can anyone ne so loyal? I don't understand. She kissed Rias's hand again, "So…thank you…Rias Gremory. You have my eternal thanks."

"Do not thank me just yet, I highly doubt you'll defeat my brother" Rias smiled emotionlessly, we must make a contract now, in order for you to properly be my servant. One of my Devil's pieces."

"Ah, Sister told me something about that, you use warriors as chess pieces!"

"Yes, but it's important to remember that it's not chess. A Jaracara is special…the Ritual is different, and the outcome is also different. You are a very valuable race to Devils, when it comes to the Devil's set. Each servant is a chess piece. One Knight, one Queen, two Rooks, two Bishops, two Knights, and seven Pawns. Once upon a time, there were sixteen pieces. The one missing? The Champion…a Jaracara. With your ability to take others talents, you can make unlimited amounts of armies if you have multiple kings to feed on. This is why you will be a valuable piece to add to my collection. You cost no pieces, and I don't have to reincarnate you as a Devil. You are the perfect little soldier. With you…I am practically invincible."

"This is all so much to take in," Valentine whispered. "It is good to know I'm needed though!"

"I am surprised your sister or mother didn't fill you in. You are actually pretty ignorant."

"Y…yeah, I apologize. I will do my best."

"Hmm, you just take that from me?"

"I deserve it. So what Ritual must I partake in Master?" Rias smiled, turning away from her and gazing out the window. This was the old school building, which no one used anymore. This was where the Occult Research Club, which Rias was president of. It also appeared to be her house. When she turned back to the vampire, her blue eyes were electric. Valentine furrowed her brows. That was a dangerous expression.

"Come here and open your mouth-"She was cut off my the rough pressure of Valentines lips, a lustful tongue forcing its way inside. It ignited a fire within both, they had felt the lust building up inside them since the first time they saw each other. The passion of a Jaracara and a Devil or Angel together was frighteningly powerful; it was a magnetic attraction that only the strongest of both their races could resist. Rias had heard of it, but she had never believed it. Now, she did, and she didn't like how her body was making decisions for her. Their tongues rubbed against each other desperately, their kiss was full of arousal and need. Rias felt her resistance begin to crumble. How many girls had Valentine done …slept with, kissed like this? Human girls, the dead servant who gave her information, that student? Why was a Jaracara so irresistible? The woman's unnatural amber eyes were reptilian slits, the emotion gone, full of only desire. That inner struggle…it was gone, she didn't want it to disappear because of lust. It made it seem like she lost to the dark…instead, Rias wanted to fill it…with love, and happiness. She shoved the vampire away calmly, "I didn't say kiss me. Wait until after I take out the Evil Piece. Then, it has to find a way into your body, through the mouth is the best option. It will melt on your tongue, and then it will be inside you and you will be my servant. If you try something like that again you won't live another day."

"Understood Master, I apologize," She bowed her head humbly, smiling. A long forked tongue snaked out to wet her lips, her eyes on the Devil's breasts.

"Look at my breasts like that again and I swear you'll regret it."

"Again, I apologize." She looked away. Rias slid her fingers beneath her jaw, her free hand open in the air. The Champion Piece was given only to the descendants of the Four Satan's. Her open palmed hand glowed red, and after it died away, a crimson piece that glowed was left behind. Rias ran her thumb along Valentines lips, who willingly opened them .The glass piece turned into a liquid on her tongue, incredibly bitter, and dripped down her throat. She choked, coughing raggedly, what was with this thing! She collapsed, she felt as if she was changing inside.

"The Champion is another word for Jaracara, remember that." Then…everything went black.

Valentine woke up in Akeno's arm; she was feeding her with a smile. Even in her sleep, the black-haired woman was able to drink. The feel of the violet-eyed Devil's breast was comforting, much smaller than her sisters who usually held her in this position. She pulled away, panting. "Thank you…I am full," She swept her hand across Akeno's chest. "You're empty now."

"I thought you had to suck it out to empty it."

"I lied," she murmured, cheeks slightly red. "I simply wanted to feed from you like that…"

"So the touch of your hand creates and disposes of breast milk?"

"Yeah," She nodded, lying back on the bed she was in. "Where am I?"

"The old school building. About that date, would-"

"Ah, so this is the Jaracara. My name is Kiba Yuuto-" Valentine looked over to see a handsome blond boy with cerulean eyes. He was smiling but Valentine waved him off. He blinked.

"I dislike men, so please don't try to speak to me unless it's an emergency."

Akeno put a hand on the vampires shoulder; a chill ran down her spine as she met dark purple eyes. "My, my, how rude of you…I ought to punish you." Valentine stood quickly, grabbing the boy by the arm and dragging him outside of the room. Akeno watched her leave with distaste; she was going to be severely punished later that night. First she left Akeno needy, then she was rude, then she left without hearing what Akeno had to stay…she ran her tongue along lips, cheeks cherry red with lust. "How naughty…"

"Sorry about being so rude, I simply dislike men."

"Well, let's just say I'm a boy not a man," He grinned in response. Valentine nodded, grinning as well.

"That works! So Koneko is it?"

"Yes." The stoic looking girl replied as she nodded shortly, and then began to ignore her again. The white-haired girl was certainly rude. She had been ignoring Valentine for the past couple minutes, calmly eating chocolates. The Jaracara slid closer, Koneko was a Devil too, and so was Kiba. She thanked God he didn't have breasts because if he did, she didn't know if she'd be able to control herself. She certainly was right now…she froze under a razorblade gaze. She said nothing, did nothing, and just stared. That alone was enough to make Valentine want to crawl under her bed and stay there for all of eternity. She seemed unaffected by Valentine, which intrigued her.

It was actually quite the opposite; Koneko was just good at hiding her feelings. The desire had crept up and stayed inside her chest since the first time she laid her eyes on the "English teacher." The woman certainly was attractive; there was no doubt of that. In a way, she was envious of Akeno, who was so much better at displaying her feelings then herself. On the other hand, Rias was also confident about the things she was feeling, Akeno had no reason to resist, did Koneko? She didn't think so, but something was holding her back. She didn't want to share…she hated sharing. Even as a child. So it's better she not get involved at all then have to allow Akeno to be with her as well. Valentine smiled at her, and she fought back the blush that threatened to consume her cheeks. "May I have one?"

It took her a second for her to realize she wanted some chocolate. She just glared; Valentine laughed mightily snatching the little container and putting it in her mouth. Koneko glared with more intensity, Valentine laughed with more amusement. "Fine, you can have them back." She took a small piece out, and then took Koneko's chin in her free hand between two fingers. What…is she doing? It feels so nice when she touches me. The Jaracara ran the already melting candy along her lips, her thumb parting them. Koneko forced back another blush and slipped her tongue out to taste the chocolate. Valentine teasingly slid her finger along her little pink tongue, which she found was like hers, sandpapery. The blush escaped, she fully took the chocolate piece in her mouth. Her finger pulled out and she looked away, chewing and swallowing the candy. She refused to meet her eyes, or admit to herself that there was warmth between her thighs.

Valentine was obviously affected by what had occurred as well, her pupils were slits, only partially reptilian. "Want another piece?"Koneko licked her lips. A voice inside her screamed "no," but her body said yes and she nodded. The chocolate traced her tongue, melting and dripping on it. Valentine smiled, letting her take it all. Koneko didn't know what caused her to slap the Jaracara; all she knew was that she was mad. She had every right to be, in her opinion. She stood, glared, and left.

Kiba chucked, "That was rather brave of you."

"You're gay, I can tell." Then she stood, and left as well, leaving Kiba to blink and stare after her. He looked around, then picked up a piece of chocolate and ate it.