Dance with the Demon CH 4
- I do not own any of the characters in this story. All belong to Kisihmoto-san -
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I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, damp from a fresh shower. The cooks had given me a small breakfast before shooing me away like a pesky gnat. It seemed like I wouldn't be making any friends in this place, not like any of the staff seemed younger than their mid thirties. I tilted my head over to the clock on the wall; Ten A.M. Sighing, I roll on my side to face the barren wall. What was I supposed to be doing? Usually, I'd treat this as a mission. I'd be given the tasks to complete, a deadline, and expectations of my performance.
I haven't been given any of these in this case.
A memory made me shudder and I shook my head to send it away. I had not exactly asked to be given this duty as maid. But, that was all in the past. I bit my lip at the memory of the Huyuga compound and my old life.
Things can't go back to how they were.
A sudden tingle made me jump. My body froze as I realized it was coming from the back of my neck. Reaching up, I couldn't stop myself from pressing my fingers to the now itching sand. He…. He was summoning me. To where?
Sitting up, I glanced around my room, expecting some sort of sign as to where I should be going. The only place I really knew of in the Kazekage tower was his room. But he should still be occupied with the busywork of politics.
The sand grew feverish against my skin, making hasty circles. Jumping to my feet, I began pulling on my maid uniform and ran a brush through my wet strands once more before slipping on heels. Hopefully he wouldn't mind my looking like a cat left out in the rain.
I quickly made for the door, shutting the light off and locking it behind me before slipping the key into the apron pocket.
Hopefully for the sake of my neck, he would be in his room.
As I made my way down the halls, my mind was swimming with anticipation. What could he possibly want from me? Is he finally giving me actual tasks to complete? Before I realized, I stood in front of his massive door, sand still stinging against my skin.
I straightened myself before bringing my hand up to knock.
"Enter."
His voice came clipped and husky through the silence, stilling my wrist mid-knock.
I bit back a blush and took the knob in my hand, almost stumbling to pull it open with nervous fingers. The tingling finally subsided as I took small steps into his room, letting my eyes find his form sitting on silken sheets.
"Gaara-sama, you requested my presence?"
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I glanced up at the clock, pausing in the tedious documents strewn about the desk. It had been nearly three hours from the incident with the Huyuga woman. Somewhere in that time my annoying problem had admitted defeat and lay limp in my lap.
I'd sooner cut it off than deal with it personally. After all, It wasn't my will to call it to stiffen. The thought of it made my teeth clench. Even though it was of my own flesh, the fact that I did not have control over it infuriated me to no end.
I was a man of control.
The ache in my stomach shook me from my thoughts. I rose from my chair to pace around the large mahogany desk and to the door. The knob turned suddenly and a blonde head poked in with a startled smile.
"Gaara! We were just coming to call you for your meal."
Her smile became warmer and more gentle as she eyed me.
"I was worried you had been buried alive under all those documents forced upon you!"
She chuckled lightly then widened the gap to reveal a man clad in all black, purple markings strewn about his face. He was more cautious of me than my sister, simply lifting a few fingers in a mock salute and a casual 'yo'. He had been distant for good reason. On previous missions, Kankuro would often bear witness to my relentless slaughter of the enemy ninja I encountered. I had never flinched at the order to take a life and doing so in front of my sibling hadn't phased me whatsoever. Temari had also born witness to such brutality, but she had always been more partial to me than my elder brother, seeing me more as a victim to the demon than one myself.
Not to mention, she was the only one I had ever opened up to.
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-Two months ago, the night of a full moon-
I sat on the rooftop of the kage tower, one knee drawn up to rest my arm on. I pointed my chin upwards, eyes closed, bathing in the light of the moon that penetrated my being. I could feel it in my skin. On nights like this- nights of the full moon- I could do nothing more than fall victim to it and how it roused the demon in my body.
I used to cry on these nights when I was younger, feel overwhelmed by the helplessness that overtook me that stifled my control.
I lifted my eyes open at the feel of a body crouching next to mine.
"Brother..."
Her voice soft with concern and the warmth I believe my late mother must have had.
Temari reached out an arm to console me with, only to stiffen and pull it back to her side. I was a monster after all. She hadn't physically touched me since we were children, and she had learned the hard way that I was not one to be touched. No one had touched me since I murdered a classmate when I was six years old.
Her eyes met mine with a look of concern. She always seemed to care about me for reasons I couldn't comprehend.
I softly shook my head, turning back to the glowing sky. "It's a full moon." I let my words linger in the air. She fully knew the implications of such a night.
The full moon was when I was at my weakest. I would have to fight for control over myself, lest the demon overpower my body and reap havoc on the entire village.
I steeled my expression behind a mask then. I hated anyone seeing me in such a vulnerable state.
I wish I was born different. Normal.
I used to give in to the hate of the world. I used to accept the fact that I was a demon and let myself be drawn by impulses to destroy and kill. After all, my own father was the one to put the demon inside of me, his own flesh.
Now it only saddened me and showed how weak I truly was to let myself be taken by such desires that weren't my own.
With careful deliberation, I angled my body to face her.
"Temari..."
She eyed me curiously, slightly unnerved by my sudden movement.
"I... I don't want to be a monster."
I watched as her expression paled, eyes widening in the realization that my words were difficult for me to admit.
I averted my gaze back to the moon before continuing. "I don't want to kill anymore."
No, there was no joyous proclamation. No, there was no hugging, no exchange of sibling love, but slowly building trust. She understood that I was confiding in her and ever since that night, an unspoken bond began to form between us.
I hadn't opened up since, but there was never any tension between us anymore and she had always tried to smile at me in a warming way.
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I opened the door to the large dining hall, the hardwood table stretching the length of the innumerable windows to the left. At the head of the table sat my meal. It was a daily ritual that I alone indulged.
Pulling out my chair, I silently sat and sipped at the iced tea that had been freshly brewed minutes before. I ran my tongue along my lower lip in preparation of my meal when the sound of male voices echoed through the room.
"Have you seen her yet?"
"Who?"
"Hinata."
Who is Hinata? I mumbled to myself slightly disinterested, slicing into my scrambled eggs and bringing a small portion to my mouth. It was rare for someone new to be in the village since all the citizens seemed to know each other.
"Who is that?" A male said to his company.
"You know, Gaara-sama's new wench. The one with the long black hair and pale eyes."
I quirked an eyebrow.
Hinata? Had that been the name of the Huyuga woman who was forced into my company? My mind suddenly began to wander back to the previous encounter, recalling in detail what had transpired.
I began to feel my stomach churn at the sudden images coming to my mind. How her eyes held mine. How I had wanted to overpower and own her.
"No." I growled out, feeling myself pulse at the returning desires.
"What's so interesting about her? She's just another servant. Plus she's Gaara's. She will probably be gone within the week."
My anger flared dangerously at the man's words, causing my fists to clench and my nails dig into my palms around the utensils. How dare he speak so freely of myself and my business. Before I could rise from my chair and kill the man, his words suddenly resonated with me.
He was right. She's just a woman. Just like all the other maids.
But no other woman had made me harden like that.
Then again, my life had always been an endless cycle of hatred, murder, and self loathing. I'd never even had time to think about my sexuality and desires as such.
The only other time I could recall a woman causing my flesh to stiffen was when I was being fitted for a suit by my tailor, and she had accidentally brushed me, causing an immediate physical reaction. But even then, It was a reaction brought on by a physical touch which was completely understandable, and it had only lasted moments before becoming flack again.
I've also had the occasional morning reactions, which would easily die down in the shower with no further thought.
But this. This had been a mental occurrence while completely conscious.
My brows furrowed in thought. Suddenly noticing my hands still clenched around the silverware and my meal becoming cold, I pulled myself from my mind and back into reality. The men's voices were no longer to be heard. I had long drowned them out and found myself regretting not hearing the end of the conversation.
Finishing in haste, I stood upright from my chair with resolve.
I have to see Hinata.
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"Gaara-sama, you requested my presence?"
My voice was surprisingly calm. I let my chin point high, deceiving myself into a sense of false confidence that he seemed to take notice of. My eyes locked with his and I made sure to hold my stance firm.
His eyes narrowed on mine dangerously.
My nerves pricked along my spine but I fought them down.
Something in the air changed, becoming stifling. His eyes flickered for a moment, suddenly becoming a deeper shade of turquoise. His face seemingly made of stone with his lips pressed firmly together. His posture stiffened and he noticeably became more rigid. The silence was then penetrated.
"Know your place."
His voice came hoarse and heavy in the stagnant air. My eyes widened and my lips parted to speak but my attempt was suddenly stopped.
My body was suddenly slammed back into a hard solid surface. A yelp left my lips as a sharp pain shot down my spine.
Strong hands gripped my shoulders firmly in place and my heart began beating frantically. My eyes shot up to his face now inches from mine, his lips pulled back and teeth bared in a feral display. His aura crackled around my body, plunging me into a fight-or-flight mode. I struggled against him but his hands held fast, a low growl leaving his throat as he glared into me.
All traces of my confidence quickly changed to the feeling of trapped prey.
I writhed in his hold, my eyes darting desperately to the door next to me, my aura clouded in terror and desperation.
A sudden chuckle drew my eyes back to his face. He then leaned forward, dangerously close to my throat, flicking the damp hair behind my shoulder before I felt his breath suddenly on my ear.
"You cannot escape, Hinata. You're mine."
His words came soft against my skin, almost a whisper, his warm breath bellowing against my flesh. I shivered at his words. The way my name sounded leaving his mouth made my heart pound harder, my face flush, and my lips part slightly. I felt hot. My chest was suddenly aching and burning. He said… I was his. I started to tremble underneath him, turning my head to the side away from his breath.
Something wet suddenly slid against the sensitive skin of my neck. A startled huff left my throat before turning into a whimper when I felt the sharp pang of teeth clenching down. I slammed my eyes shut and bit my lip to hush the cry in my throat that desperately wanted to continue.
I felt his grip on me go limp and I reached up to push him away when one strong hand pinned both my wrists together.
He leaned back from my neck to hold my wrists against the wall above my head, glaring down at me, his pink tongue slipping from his mouth to drag along his top lip slowly.
His eyes were fiery. They burned into me as they drug down my body slowly, then came back to hold mine.
No matter how hard I had fought to be strong, he was making me weak. My legs trembled and threatened to buckle. My mind swam in circles.
He said I was his.
It sounded possessive. It sounded sultry.
My fear took a different shape. It was no longer fear of the man in front of me, it was the fear of how he was making my body react. He was making it want him. I was growing hot for him, my face flushing and my heart now hammering in excitement and anticipation.
He let my wrists go but his eyes never left mine. I left them against the wall where he had held them and the edge of his lips twitched up in a small smirk.
He drew closer to me. His chest was lightly pressed against mine and he let a leg slide in between my own, planting his hands on either side of my head around my still raised arms. I felt myself arching out to press my body against his solid, strong form. He pushed forward against mine, pressing me into the wall.
I could clearly feel his pulsing erection against my hip.
I drew my chin up to meet his face which was hovering over mine. I wanted him.I needed him. My body was tingling and burning and screaming for him to touch me.
His hand suddenly tangled in my hair, yanking my head back, exposing the length of my neck and he quickly bent down to devour me. I shut my eyes at the sensations I was given, his tongue, teeth and lips feverishly exploring my sensitive skin.
His wet tongue ran up the length of my pulse and I let a loud gasp fill the empty room.
My vision went white.
Suddenly my knees gave out from under me. My body went limp. I started to fall, but his knee caught my descent and his arms came to steady my trembling body.
I soaked his pant leg.
Euphoria overwhelmed me and I fought to keep my breath as it came out in rags. He had pushed me to my edge. He made my body overheat. He had made me come.
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-Ch 4 Fin-
Heh…. Don't be too mad at me ending it there!
Hope you enjoyed~