The mad one - complete
The village had gathered to the plaza, everyone looking up to their glorious leader. "My children, my people. Soon the god will wake and take its rightful place among us. My own flesh and blood son will give his body. That is why one of you will become my son's consort. His bride."
A cheer went up but none were louder than the villager with the muddy dress and rats nest of a hair. Make up was smeared across a dirty face, garish in colour. "That's me! That's me!" The villager screeched in falsetto.
The villagers pity and sympathy had long turned to disgust. They glared at the mad one and the leader ignored the problem altogether. The leader's son glared daggers.
As a village they had banded together to raise the child. An innocent that had watched their parents die in an explosion of fire. The child had grown but so had the madness. Every villager had their own tale.
The mad one couldn't read or write. The mad one dressed like a girl when they were a boy. The mad one had no manners and no boundaries, the mad one would constantly break into homes to seduce husbands. The mad one had tried to kill the leader and his son, in the name of seeing the god now.
"That's me!" The mad one grinned wide, food between their teeth. "I'm going to be soooo pretty!"
The mad one was a danger to the village.
X-x-x
Izaya yelled hearing a loud thump as Shizuo pushed through the window and fell to a heap on the floor in a pile of dirty skirts. Hard to believe they'd been friends once. Before Shizuo's parents had tried to escape from the village. Before their car had gone over the edge of the cliff and Shizuo had been the only survivor. The trauma had killed his friend and now there was only the village curse.
The idiot spent all day dancing and drawing in the dirt. "Get out Shizuo!"
A giggle was his response. "I've come to service you husband, to worship."
"Guards!" Izaya yelled. Two of the four came rushing in and pinned Shizuo to the floor. "Enough is enough. Toss him outside the village."
"Yes sir."
X-x-x
Izaya was to be married to a demure, quiet and obedient woman. She'd just come of age and was well liked within the village. It was with the rise of the eclipse that Izaya felt the presence of another in his body. He felt it spread throughout him. A god. A god resided within him.
A god that was unhappy with his wife. "What is this?" The god demanded. "Where is my bride?"
Izaya screamed as he felt the god rummage around his head, taking over. He knew it would happen, he'd been prepared. "My foolish bride." The god intoned. Izaya's last thought was about Shizuo. Then he was gone.
X-x-x
"Faster. Run faster."
Shizuo scowled blinking awake. He'd fallen asleep again. Hard not to in a busy city of buildings. Nothing like the village. That had been quiet and he'd had one role. Here he was just another number in a suit. A tight fitted one, with his hair short and groomed. No one would be able to recognise him now.
It had been almost a year now since he'd finally been kicked out of the village. They'd had a lot of patience but it had finally worked. "Are you sure it will hold?" Shizuo asked.
"We spent years drawing that barrier. It'll hold."
Shizuo breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. It would suck if my acting was all for nothing."
X-x-x
The goddess that resided in his body was beautiful. Shizuo loved and worshipped her as he had done since she'd saved him from dying with his parents. She'd become a part of him but hadn't wanted to take over. She'd wanted to live. So had he.
There were side effects, which were kept hidden thanks to the goddess's power. He had breasts and his cock was pretty non existent, making way for female genitalia.
They usually met one another in reflections and dreams. Shizuo found himself running through a dark forest. "Faster. Run faster."
He pumped his legs but it was hard when he was barefooted and wearing a floor length dress. He stumbled over branches, unsure of why he was running. Then something snagged his ankle and he went down, clawing at the forest floor as he was dragged backwards.
"Faster. Run faster!"
Shizuo cried out as he was dragged through the forest and over spelled lines. The screaming around him stilled. Shizuo stared up at his old childhood friend. But he knew his friend was long gone and this was the god they'd been running from.
"Hello, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo kicked out and scrambled back across the barrier line. He woke up screaming.
X-x-x
Shizuo couldn't not sleep and the moment he did, he found himself away from his goddess. Before he could run, he was gathered up and in a throne room of bedding, easily manhandled onto the bed.
"My bride. The barrier worked. No gods can get out or in. But you're mortal."
Shizuo fought as his wrists were secured above his head. He pulled but without his goddess he was weak. "Let me go!" His mouth dropped in horror as the dress was torn down the middle, his breasts falling out and his genitalia on view.
He couldn't do anything as the god pressed a finger inside him. "You're going to come to me." The god smirked adding another finger. "Ask your goddess what happens to a mortal carrying a god's seed."
Shizuo yelped as the god tore his fingers free and licked them. He couldn't do a thing as the god played with him.
X-x-x
Shizuo managed to focus enough that he remembered he was dreaming and slipped out of the bindings holding him. He ran from the room and almost across the barrier. Except he bounced off it and fell on his ass.
"You're not going anywhere, Shizu-chan."
The god took him back, binding him again. "No way out for you." The god told him touching his naked breast. "Be a good mortal and I might go easy on your punishment."
Shizuo recoiled as the god hovered over him and took what he wanted. He should've been able to get out. Why hadn't he been able to?
X-x-x
Shizuo found himself both horrified and relieved at the voice in his head. The goddess. She was back with him. But he hadn't gone anywhere, stuck as the God's plaything in some stupid mental prison. Which meant she was here. They'd found her. After all their planning, the goddess had returned.
"I'm sorry." He murmured opening his eyes and feeling the heavy, familiar weight of his body.
"Don't be. I was hoping he wouldn't realise we hadn't fully integrated. Unfortunately he did and I could do nothing to stop him."
Shizuo couldn't say anything to that, instead moving slowly and looking around. Throne room bedroom of pillows. "We're not chained?"
"No need." The goddess answered. "We're trapped by the barrier we set up."
"Can we destroy it?" Shizuo asked.
"Anything is possible but I don't think we'll be given a chance to."
Shizuo sighed. "Worth a shot." He murmured pushing up from the bed. Naked but that no longer bothered him. He walked from the room and through the corridors. No one dared speak to him.
He kept going, leaving the main building and stepping out into the plaza. Again people stopped and stared but Shizuo continued on right to the barrier, feeling the moment it stopped him.
"Damn." Shizuo muttered changing direction and ignoring the stares. He'd gotten good at that playing the mad one. He knew how far the barrier stretched and where the last link was. The final seal after he'd been kicked out of the village.
Shizuo stiffened. "Wait, how did you get back in?"
"The last link. It was the weakest and big enough to crawl through. That part is now heavily guarded but it doesn't make a difference. If we left he'd just snatch you away again."
"Unless we integrate."
"Not happening." The goddess snapped. "You've become important to me. Precious."
Shizuo smiled changing direction. He walked along the line of the barrier, away from the village and towards the place that had been his home and where the barrier was strongest.
Shizuo looked up at the waterfall and smiled. Pulling himself across the rocks, he skirted around them, agile from all the years of practice. A cold burst caught him and then they were behind the waterfall, inside the cave they'd called home. It had been he and Izaya that had discovered the cave. Their secret. And then the accident had happened.
The goddess had given him knowledge, had showed him how to make things and had provided the materials to do so. He'd made his own bed and furniture. He'd become adapt at carpentry and design. It had kept him both busy and sane.
Shizuo moved over to the bed and plopped down. He'd learnt to sew and embroider. "I'd give you a forge if I could." The goddess said.
Shizuo shook his head. "The glass blowing was enough thanks. I missed you."
"I couldn't leave you trapped." The goddess murmured.
X-x-x
They had their moments. The goddess could control his body but mostly didn't show herself unless they were dreaming. She was ethereal and light, beautiful and her touch was a gift.
Shizuo twitched as she kissed him, moving slowly down his body. She lathered attention on his breasts and then kissed her way down his belly and flicked her tongue between his folds. Shizuo threw his head back and moaned as her delicate tongue devoured him. His eyes closed for just a moment as he shuddered with his release and his goddess lapped up his cream.
Lax against the sheets, he opened his eyes staring up at the inky blackness staring down at him. "Wake up!" The goddess yelled and Shizuo shot up as of cold icy water had been thrown over him.
In his dreams, in his mental captivity, he'd always seen Izaya. What he'd just seen was…more.
"It's alright." The goddess said. "He has that effect on everyone. Even me."
"Yet you escaped him." Shizuo mumbled.
"It's not escape if I keep getting caught. At least this time around I have you."
Shizuo smiled leaning back against the pillows. "Same."
X-x-x
Shizuo ventured out into the forest with his hunting equipment since the goddess couldn't create anything breathing or with a brain. The longer they didn't have to go back to the village the better. Shizuo had learnt to slice and dice animal carcasses and how to take them down without too much damage.
"I've been thinking…" Shizuo started.
"I know. I can hear your thoughts."
"Would it work?" Shizuo asked hopeful.
"Perhaps. Temporarily."
Shizuo shrugged. "Not like we've got anything else to do."
"They'll be enough wood for you in the cave."
Shizuo nodded lifting the bow and pulling back. "Thank you." He let the arrow fly and the deer fell to its side.
X-x-x
Shizuo forgot the world, as he had done for years and stayed in his own little bubble of home behind the waterfall. There was enough food to sustain him for weeks.
Shizuo sat in the rocking chair he'd made with a blade and a piece of wood. He'd cut all the logs into the various size strips he'd need and was working on the first one. He had the goddess for company and the god when he slept. He didn't fight it, choosing to instead enjoy the attention given to him.
He took his time on his new project. He cut, chipped, sliced and whittled the pieces into smooth perfection. Then carefully put the pieces together. Too much time on his hands. Then she was ready. A beautiful work of art shaped from the finest wood.
"Ready?" Shizuo asked laying his creation on the bed.
"Ready." The goddess said placing Shizuo's hands on the doll. Then the doll blinked and spoke. "So how do I look?"
"Like you need clothes. Come back."
X-x-x
Shizuo dressed the doll and wrapped it with his hunting gear. Stretching, he stepped out into the sun and made his way from the waterfall to the forest. He went further in until he touched the barrier.
"Don't come back for me." Shizuo warned tossing the wrapped up bundle through the barrier. As he'd hoped the goddess was locked onto the doll. Tethered to it. He felt the pull as she went from him to it. The transference made him drop to his knees, where he rested against the barrier. He'd been flooded with too much god energy thanks to Izaya.
"Shizuo!" The goddess slammed her wooden hands against the barrier.
"Go." Shizuo snapped. "Run. Don't worry about me."
The goddess was already changing the shape of the doll. He watched as she ran and this time there would be no way to bring her back. When she was far enough away, he felt the connection between them snap and break taking everything with it. Just like he'd hoped.
X-x-x
Shizuo. That was his name. Shizuo looked down seeing breasts. Her name then. She was naked and pressed against something cold and invisible. Pushing herself up she started walking in the opposite direction with lots of trees.
She didn't get far before she was ambushed, tied up and tossed over someone's shoulder. She got a lot of stares and for some reason that made her smile. Shizuo found herself being dumped in a bedroom of pillows. There was a man with black hair and glowing red eyes.
"Where is she?" The man asked.
Shizuo blinked looking around the room. "You're talking to me? I have no idea who you're looking for. By the way, who are you and where am I?" Shizuo asked frowning. "Can I get some clothes as well."
"Who am I?" The man asked. "You don't know?"
Shizuo stared until he had to blink. "Should I? I literally just woke up naked in a forest."
The man stared at her, lips twitching. "You should. I'm your husband."
No wonder the room felt familiar. "Oh. Okay. Did we have a fight or something?"
"You sleepwalk. It's why you usually sleep tied to the bed."
Shizuo nodded. "That makes sense. Do I suffer from amnesia as well?"
"You ran into the barrier surrounding the village. Your brain got scrambled." Shizuo frowned but the man was crouched in front of her, hand holding up her chin. "Come on, Shizu-chan. Get back into bed."
Before she could protest, the man-her husband- swept her up and carried her to the bed. He set her down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Rest." Shizuo closed her eyes and did as she was told.
X-x-x
Shizuo woke with the bed empty. Strange given the man was supposedly her husband. Shouldn't he be with her? Sitting up she found two men leaning against the wall.
"Who are you?" She asked raising the covers.
"Your guards…to stop you if you sleepwalk." The one on the left said.
"Okay." Shizuo nodded. "Where is my husband?"
"Working." The one on the right answered.
Shizuo sighed. They weren't exactly being forthcoming or friendly. "What is it I do then? What's my role?"
"You stay home and keep yourself busy." The one on the left was glaring now.
Shizuo accepted the answer. "I need to get changed and bathe. Where is everything?"
X-x-x
"Am I hated?" Shizuo asked when her husband made an appearance. The man-Izaya- looked at her mid undress.
"Why do you say that?"
"The guards didn't seem to like me and they didn't give me any answers to my questions." Shizuo grumbled.
Izaya continued getting undressed. "What did you want to know?"
"Where you were, what I'm supposed to do and where I'm supposed to go. I don't know anything but my name and everyone thinks that's fine."
"Oh Shizu-chan, you just have to stay here and wait for me. You can go back to your embroidery and arts and crafts you like so much."
Shizuo frowned as Izaya touched his face and kissed her cheek. Shizuo copied the movement, just holding him. "How long have we been married?"
"For as long as it's been legal."
Shizuo scowled. "Why? What aren't you telling me?" Shizuo stared at her husband. "There's something about you. It makes my chest hurt and it feels like an old memory. There's something in me that wants to kill you. Why would I marry you if I hate you?"
Izaya's hands covered hers buy he didn't move. "You're mine, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo frowned, trying to grab the memory that was out of reach and long buried. "You said that." She murmured concentrating. "You're mine, Shizuo. You said that. You said it." Shizuo felt something hot bubbling up through her. Her vision went red and then cleared, becoming sharper. Her husband hadn't let go but there was something wary and curious in his expression. "You said it. You said I wasn't going anywhere. You…you ran straight to your father. You're the reason we couldn't get away." Shizuo clenched her fists, nails scraping across Izaya's cheeks. "You're the reason my parents are dead. That's right…we were run off the road…you…it was your fault!"
Shizuo pulled away from Izaya stumbling back onto the bed. "The mortal that resides in this vessel is long gone." Izaya spoke. "I know nothing of your childhood, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo frowned. "You're the god they worship." She realised scrambling back. But she didn't get anywhere, his hand locking around her ankle and pulling her back, her naked pussy against his clothed cock. Her eyes widened as she felt the size.
"I'm the god, you should be worshipping. So get over here, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo blushed. "I have no memory of doing this." She mumbled hands over her eyes.
"Then maybe you need a refresher."
X-x-x
Shizuo moaned around the god's cock as she took him deep. He was thick and long and it was a bitch to get him down but she managed it and that washed any doubt away that she had done this before. It was all familiar muscle memory. She opened up for him with every touch, moving against him like a docile kitten.
Shizuo swallowed what she could and lapped up the rest, whilst the god buried his fingers in her cunt and used her. His finger fucking drove her over the edge and the moment she was ready to explode, he pulled back and left her wanting.
"Please." She whimpered begging for orgasm. "Please."
Shizuo screamed as the god slid his cock inside her. Her eyes widened and her belly cramped as she trembled. He didn't stop though until he was seated inside her. "Don't move. Please don't move." She whimpered.
He did. Long languid strokes against her channel as he pushed and pulled his hips, thrusting deep into her. It was agonising, as if she was being punished for something. She clawed at him, clinging to his body, tears streaming down her cheeks and pleas falling from her lips.
X-x-x
Shizuo was the first to notice since no one helped her or came anywhere near her. She stayed in the throne like bedroom, keeping herself busy throughout the day and being there for her husband at night.
That was why she noticed the swell of her belly, the touch of new life and the thought terrified her. Two months since she'd woken with no memory. Two months she'd been going with the flow.
Shizuo ran. She climbed out of the window away from her lax guards and she ran, not giving a damn about her nakedness. People stared but she couldn't bring herself to care. She ran faster and faster needing to get away, needing her own space.
She got to the forest and crashed into a body, arms steadying her. "Where are you going, Shizu-chan?" The god asked. "You know the barrier is dangerous."
Shizuo flinched. "I-I panicked." She said trembling. Taking Izaya's hand she brought it to rest on her belly. She saw the moment his eyes widened. "I-I-I don't- I-" Her vision fluttered and the world tipped.
X-x-x
Shizuo woke up back in the bedroom. Her gaze dropped to her belly. Oh. Shit. Pregnant. She was pregnant. Scrambling back she couldn't do anything but cry, pulling at her hair and screaming. The guards turned to her but neither of them looked like they cared.
"The mad one is acting up again."
Shizuo stiffened. Mad one? Rolling from the bed she walked towards the kitchen, her fingers trailing over the long knives. Pulling one out, she smoothed a finger against the blade, it's sharpness drawing blood.
"Oh shit!" One of the guards shouted. Now they cared.
Shizuo turned the blade in her hand and drove it towards her stomach. The knife shattered on impact and she found her husband leaning against the counter watching her.
"What are you doing, Shizu-chan?"
Shizuo grinned at him and reached for another knife. "I have to get the baby out. It's stuck see. It can't breathe, it needs to breathe."
Her husband studied her, taking the second knife from her and setting it down. His hands smoothed through her hair, resting either side of her head.
She felt it then. His power forcing her to her knees. She would've if not for him holding her up. It felt as if he was rummaging through her mind, looking through all her thoughts and feelings. Then he stopped and moved away.
Shizuo dropped but Izaya caught her, pulling her up against him. She blinked as he stared down at her. "You really don't know anything."
Shizuo frowned saying nothing as she was led back to the bed and the guards were dismissed. She blinked stupidly as her husband joined her on the bed and lay with her tucked against his side. It was confusing but nice. She nuzzled against him, enjoying his fingers running through her hair.
"Good girl."
Shizuo felt a thrill of pleasure spread through her at his praise. She wanted more. Her head rested on his chest.
"Abandoned by your parents, your friend, your village and your goddess." The god murmured stroking her. "All you have is me and I promise I'll never let you go."
Shizuo smiled closing her eyes. She liked the sound of that.
End