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Chapter Twenty Four~ The Lady of Fleshly Deeds |
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I gingerly sat Rhyns on his bed, looking over my shoulder at Master Hyiru. He was thoroughly exhausted, body to tired to even shudder. Hung to the doorframe, placing all his weight onto it.
I moved Rhyns over a bit and took my master gingerly from the door. He sighed profoundly as I placed him on the other side of the bed. For once I was grateful Rhyns had this large bed.
Hyiru managed a tender smile to me before passing out. His body fell limp as he groaned and fell into sleep’s hungry grasp.
Rhyns however seemed to detect the new heat source and rolled into Hyiru, curling against his side, his thin arms holding him tightly.
I sighed and moved out, easing the door shut behind me.
I wandered over to the kitchen, milling through the peculiar contents of the fridge. I frowned and closed the door, settling on skipping this meal, its not like I required nourishment.
As I leaned back I noticed a pair of thin, shapely legs showing from behind the partial wall. They were crossed easily, the under leg easing the rocking chair back and forth.
I carefully approached the person, finding it strange that anybody managed to find their way in here without my notice.
As I came around the corner I saw that the legs were attached to a strange nude female. Her long black tresses bound and piled on top her head with several long thin braids sprouting off and gently caressing her shoulders as she rocked. Her eyes were closed relaxed and her arms rested easily on the arms of the chair.
“Who are you?” I asked softly, not trying to startle her.
Her eyes flickered open, narrowing on me.
“I could ask the same thing,” She snipped, growling throatily.
“I am Anako. I am living with Rhyns.” I said simply, leaning back onto the back of the sofa.
“You are living with Rhyns?” She asked, obviously not believing a word I said.
“Correct.” I said again, nodding curtly.
Her face was stuck in the twisted confusion as the door to Rhyns’ bedroom creaked open.
Rhyns staggered out, rubbing his eyes blankly. He fumbled forward, giving a soft moan in place of a hello. He collided with the fridge and clawed at the door until he accidently snagged the handle and pulled open the door. He roared carvinorously and attacked the contents.
"My god, he's a zombie." The woman said her jaw slackening a bit.
"I'm sure he'd prefrer reanimated being." I said softly.
Now she turned a disgusted and slightly afraid look on me. She let out a bloody wail and fell back gracelessly.
Rhyns lifted his head ans frowned at her, then his eyes grew wide and he yelpped.
"Oh! Oh! Oh Dear!" He flustered, rushing to her. "Mikka, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I didn't see you!" He ranted hovering around her.
"W-who is that demon!" She shouted, pointing at me.
"I'm not a demon." I said incredulously, who darith this finite insult me.
Rhyns sighed defeatedly.
"He's my room mate." Rhyns laughed nercously, giving her a giant grin.
"So he wasn't lying...." She said softly, her jaw going slack again.
"Depends, what did he say?" Rhyns asked suspciously, throwing a wink my way.
I sighed and rocked back on my heels, folding my arms at the small of my back.
"So you are Mikka, the Tantilizer, hmmm?" I murmured, tapping my finger to my chin. She reminded me a celestial, the matron mother of Fleshly Desires. If I am not mistaken, which I rarely am, her name also was Mikka.
"Huh?" Came Rhyns and Mikka's unified baffelment.
I shrugged and massaged the bridge of my nose, these people could be very troublesome.
"Anako, this is Mikka my... employer." He said softly, grinning sheepishly.
I arched an eyebrow at the duo, not overly caring who this stranger was.
"Greetings." I said flatly.
"He's always like that." Rhyns said, flashing another tell-tale nervous smile.
"I could care less about that man, I just want to know why you haven't been showing up. You are best... employee?" She said the last word hesitantly, eyeing me with blantant confusion.
"I'm... quiting..." He said softly, his gazing falling to the floor.
Her eyes snapped to me, filled with loathing.
"You choose us over this...?" She asked, pointing an accusing finger my way. "We took you in! You had nothing before us!" She screamed and slapped him across the face.
He was still weak from being ressurected and flew away, sprawling on the floor. Tears bloosomed in his eyes and started to trickle down his cheeks.
Mikka huffed, her body inflating with rage. She stood over Rhyns, reaching down for him. He shrinked away, holding up his arms weakly.
However I grabbed her wrist and twisted back her hand.
"Unhand me!" She screeched, cocking her other hand. She slapped out at me but I merely stepped out of the way.
"Leave." I stated smoothly, in no mood to have her shouts waken Hyiru. "You are going to wake my master." I stated.
"What!?" Shr roared and turned back to Rhyns.
He shook her head at her, trying to crawl away. He whimpered softly, biting the back of his hand as he tried to meld with the wall.
"Leave." I reitereated and spun her towards the door.
She struggled against me, trying to twist free of my iron grasp. I shoved her out the door and bolted it shut behind her.
Rhyns sobs suddenly errupted as he rocked himself on the floor. His tiny body pulled as tight as he could manage.
I kneeled beside him, pulling him into my arms.
"I am here." I cooed in his ear, stroking his lustrous lavender hair.
"I know." He sobbed, clinging to me. "I'm scared of her!" He admidted, rubbing his face against my chest.
I spoke soothing words of my native language to him, holding him tightly.
Slowly the sobbing stopped and he fell into me, drained by the emotional explosion. His soft snores were soon the only noise within the apartment. I brushed back his lenghty bangs, examining his delicate face.
Do all finites look this pure and innocent?
No. That woman, Mikka, just like her celestial counterpart, could never be innocent or pure. Nor did they ever want to be.
Rhyns however, had over came her temptations.
I nuzzled against his fleshly neck, wrapping my arms around him. He moaned softly, responding by reclining his head and parting his lips slightly. His hands took my hips but that seemed to reawaken him.
"Cloth?" He said, blurry sleep still clouding his mind. "Oh... Anako." He laughed softly and rested against me more softly. "I'll have to demonstrate my work for you some day." He joked and fell back asleep.
"Indeed." I muttered and carried him off to his bed.
 Ray the Good Soldier · Mon Oct 15, 2007 @ 11:26pm · 0 Comments |
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