The next day the village had sank into deep sadness for the people that got lost to the night of nightmares, the night before. The bell in the church was ringing in its usual sad, base sound… Yami was walking out in the town again. His scratches were almost healed. He was looking around though. Everywhere people were crying victims…and Joey was really busy with helping treating the sick and the wounded. Yami drank again from his absinthe and cursed under his teeth. It was also all that nonsense that vampire had spoken! Eighty or one hundred years? And what with all that he said about the emperors and stuff…and what about that "Atem" thing? And what about… Yami growled in frustration once again. And another matter popped up. Where was Kisara? He had lost her since that night… But he could remember how devastated and scared she was…he could also remember the way they were looking at her…
"Ts!" he hissed, "Dammit all…"
His steps leaded him in the forest again… The serene of that place was strange after whatever had happened the night before… Yami was confused beyond anything else he had experienced before. And the frustrating thing was that the vampire knew everything about him… It appeared that he knew his past…but how? And why? Everything that he could think of didn't make any sense to him… Snow had started to fall softly again…fresh and light and it had nothing to do with the previous freezing cold… Yami growled once again…that vampire was strong! Damn! He was like Devil himself! While the thoughts were torturing him, he realized that he was standing in front of the small church in the forest. When did he end up there, he wondered. Not that it really mattered. Then it hit him. Where else a devastated and hunted human being would go? Obviously to find some kind of support or sanctuary. He put the flask back into his chest pocket and then walked in the small church doing the sign of cross as he was stepping in… And then he saw her…he distinguished her white head. He had guessed right… He was ready to go to her but something stopped him. She was on her knees with her hands clasped together… She was praying… Yami knew that he shouldn't disturb her but then…his really good hearing –one of his abilities perhaps- caught the words she was whispering.
"I don't know if You can hear me…or if You're even there… I don't even know if You would listen to this prayer… Yes…I know I am an outcast…I shouldn't be speaking to You right now…"
Yami's breath was caught into his throat…this girl was praying…and the words were simply that she was not worthy to speak with God…
"Still I see Your face and wonder…weren't You an outcast too once…?"
Yami knew that he shouldn't be listening but then he heard the girl's voice trembling. Was she crying…? What crimes was she feeling guilty for? What was that she wanted to confess and she even felt unworthy…?
"God…please help my people…we still look to You…we've never stopped praying to You… Please help us…or nobody will…"
An invisible hand clenched Yami's heart. He could remember the prayers he had heard in various churches by others… They were all praying to gain something…something they missed out of… Usually they asked for good health…friends…love…family sometimes or even wealth, fame and glory… But this girl…this girl was actually praying for her village…she was the one that was hunted down the most…but still she was praying for others! Yami had never seen this kind of girl before…
"I ask for nothing…" her prayer continued and she stood up touching the wooden furniture in front of her, "I can get by…but please help my people…save them…please…"
Yami saw a diamond tear running down her cheek. He had seen enough! He walked softly towards her… The girl raised her head slightly and snapped it to his direction alarmed…
"Calm down…I mean no harm…" Yami said.
Kisara appeared to be a bit relieved. She whipped some of her tears she was crying earlier.
"I am sorry…" Yami said again, "I shouldn't be overhearing but I couldn't help but listen… Why Kisara…? Why do you believe that you are not worthy of His attention?"
Kisara lowered her head a little.
"All this…happened because of me…and will continue…if I don't go with him…" says in a low voice, "But I am afraid of him! I can't go with him! I am so selfish that I am putting my village in great danger! But I…I can't! I can't go with him! I am so scared…!"
Her voice was breaking and she burst into tears into her palms…
"I don't want to die…but all the others are dying because of this…" she was mumbling
"Kisara stop!" Yami said.
She looked up at him.
"Listen to me, you have nothing to do with that monster okay? You had nothing to do with the fact that he got interested in you! You had nothing to do with the fact that he will do anything to have you! You had nothing to do with him or his actions! Nothing!"
"B-But…"
"No. Listen to me… My life…my job is to vanquish evil. I can…I can sense evil and when I look into your eyes…I can see that evil does not rule you! I am out there…killing all the time…the one after the other the monsters that are made of evil…in the name of Church but all of them…were living creatures…and now you come here and say you are not worthy of God's protection because of someone else's actions? You say you are a sinner because you were born with white hair and blue eyes while others are treating you with almost as much hatred as that Seto Kaiba character and you still forgive them? Oh, please… If there is a sinner in this church…that's me…not you… I am no different than the monsters I hunt down…than the monster that is terrorizing you all these years…"
Kisara was looking at him with the tears glistering like diamonds in her blue eyes.
"No… But…you're different…you protect…" she said softly.
"No. I kill!" he corrected her
His voice showed no anger…at least not visible one. If there was any…that was anger for himself…
"…It just happens some people to be saved…that's all…"
Kisara bit her lip. She didn't know what to say to him. Yami looked at her and laced his hands on her shoulders.
"I am a murderer…no matter how you look at it, Kisara. I face my opponents with strength and face them with power…but…"
He looked at her…deeply in the eyes. Crimson in crystal-blue…
"…But the true power…it's you…"
Kisara gasped and looked up at him deeply in the eyes… For the first time she had heard such words from someone's mouth…and it appeared so true…that she even believed it… She whipped her tears and smiled. She nodded her head gratefully…
Yami was walking in the village. He had left the small church some hours ago ad he had taken a walk around the village and now he was walking back to the inn probably…He needed some food and definitely he would chug down a whole bottle of wine! That girl…her crying and prayer…wouldn't leave his mind no matter what he did! Suddenly he heard yells and voices. He turned his head and saw many villagers gathered to the same place… He walked a bit further and he saw them picking stones and throwing them somewhere yelling things like
"Get out of our town!"
"You'll kill us all!"
"Wasn't all that you've done enough?"
Yami in the beginning thought that they were throwing stones to an animal or a poisonous snake…but then…the whitish movement in the corner of his eye made him turn around and his eyes widened in absolute terror… It was Kisara! She had fallen on the snowy road while the others were throwing stones on her!
"You witch!"
"Go to him!"
"It's all your fault!"
The poor girl was struggling to raise her body but the rain of stones would keep falling on her… Yami's eyes now narrowed in pure anger!
"Ugh…please…" Kisara faintly whispered.
"STOP!" someone screamed.
The next moment Yami was standing in front of her in a protective way. His black trench coat was waving with the snowy wind… Everyone was left frozen to his or her place, some of them still holding the stones that were about to throw. Yami's eyes were like to bottomless pools of blood.
"The next one who dares to pick a stone up…I will kill him!" said
It wasn't an empty threat! His eyes showed that he was absolutely capable of killing!
"I am not kidding! The next one who even thinks of picking or throwing a stone on this girl…can dare! I will kill him or her!"
His voice was low…and threatening…his hand was already on guard to draw the pistol from his belt. The villagers took some steps back. The bravest one managed to stutter…
"We… You won't d-do it…you can't…"
Yami's hand touched at the pistol.
"You can try!" he said.
Another step back from everyone… Among them he saw Tea coming closer…
"She…she is the reason we suffer…"
"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone…" Yami hissed.
Now the villagers started to back down for sure…ashamed with themselves…they kept walking away…quitting the stones they would throw…till no one was left… Tea approached Yami who was helping Kisara up and wrapped Kisara's arm around her neck…she started walking away… Their eyes met for a brief second and Tea whispered to him
"Thank you Yami…thank you…so much…"
And she kept supporting with really unexpected strength, half-conscious Kisara to the safest place she could think of… Mai's house…
Yami hissed in anger, as he was in his room alone. Joey was at Mai's house treating Kisara's bruises. Yami was so angry that he headed straight to his room forgetting about the food…the drink…everything. For a second he thought that he was going to kill them all anyway! Those bastards! Throwing stones to a completely innocent girl that was praying for their safety and she was feeling guilty for the most human emption of all…the will to remain at life… Suddenly he heard a soft knock at his door.
"It's open" he said sharply.
The door opened to reveal…Tea. She was alone and her cape was slightly powdered with snow. She took her cape off softly and looked at him.
"I came to say thank you…" she said…
After a couple of minutes they were both sitting on his bed and the small fireplace was providing warmth… They hadn't spoken a word…and they were taking glances of each other…vaguely… Finally Yami broke the silence.
"How is she?"
"She'll e fine…she has only some bruises. Nothing serious, thank God…"
"Good…"
Tea though looked at him and grabbed his hand. It was the first real contact they had and that made Yami look at her.
"Thank you…"
"It was nothing…really…"
But Tea shook her head.
"Kisara told me…about…what you…told her…"
Yami looked in the fire.
"I only told her the truth…nothing more and nothing less…"
Tea was hearing his deep, alluring voice…low…warm…like the flames he was looking at…
"You are a great person Yami…" she finally whispered.
Yami snapped his head to the young Transylvanian's direction. Her eyes had gained a warm crimson reflection by the fire… Only the fire was illuminating the room.
"Please…why won't you let me help you too…?" she whispered.
Yami could feel her warmth.
"You can't Tea… My life…my job…my curse is to vanquish evil…nothing will help me…"
"But I want to…" she whispered back…
As if some magnetic force was drawing her close to him and him at her… Their faces came closer…
"You can't…" Yami whispered again, his eyes half-lit. His face inches apart from hers
"I can try…" she whispered
And then without a second warning their lips crushed with each other and their arms flew around each other's forms hugging…warming up…rubbing… Their tongues were battling in each other's mouths… Yami leaned over her, his large body hovering over hers as they stared removing each other's clothes and they had still not spoken another word…just kissing…tasting… They said nothing more…nothing more…
Soon Yami collapsed on top of her on the bed. Their bodies were slightly covered in sweat… Tea raised her hand panting and passed it through his unique hair and then over his hard back…and his scar… Yami tensed a little feeling her touching him there… He rolled off her and pulled the bed sheets over them… Tea laid her head on his chest… Yami kissed the top of her brown head… But…they hadn't spoken yet…
"Yami…" Tea whispered
"Yes…?" Yami whispered back
"Please don't do that to yourself…don't close yourself in a shell…"
"A murderer like me…doesn't deserve any sympathy…doesn't deserve affection…"
"You idiot!"
Tea lifted her body on top of his looking straight into his eyes now…
"Do you have any idea what you're saying? Does a demon save the life of an innocent girl? Does a demon risk his life for the shake of others? You kill yes! But on the other hand everyone has a past that wants to erase! What it matters is to always seek to change! Seek for forgiveness!"
"Tea…"
"Dammit Yami! Do you have any idea how much Joey likes you? He thinks you as a friend! He always did!"
"He did…?" he sounded slightly surprise.
"He did and he does! Me too…" she blushed a little, "…Me too I care about you Yami! Please! No matter what you do…no matter what happens in your life…please do not say such thing again!"
Yami looked up at her and then smiled a small smile… He touched the small cross that was always hanging from her neck…
"Because every soul can be saved huh…?" he whispered with a half smile
"Yes Yami! Every soul can be saved! And every human deserves happiness…"
Yami smiled up at her…then cupped her cheek with his hand…the hand that had taken so many lives of monsters…witches…warlocks…now it was soft and warm…like the fire that was burning lazily in the fireplace… Softly he pulled her face down in a kiss… She responded to it softly and chastely… They were just lot in each others arms… Lost in each other's warmth…lost in their own world… They kissed each other…their lips moving against each other slowly and lovingly…chastely…
And they spoke no more…
Another chappie! Here we go! The "aftermath" after Kaiba's attack to the village!
The moment with Kisara praying was inspired by the song
"God help the outcasts" from Huncback of Notre Dame!
Also the moment with Kisara and the villgers was inspired by the moment in the anime when they were throwing stones at her!
And of course...Revolutionshipping moment finally!
Please review me! More coming soon!
Enjoy!