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Black roses spread across the earth as thick winds carried the wingless girl into oblivion. Burnt, dead trees dappled landscapes as far as eyes can see. Her cropped, navy hair whisped among the blank, yet mournful expression. Sliced, infected, unkempt skin wept inky blood unto gray lands. No sight reached her cinnamon eyes, no taste to her tounge, and no vibrations to her ears. Rooted scars were screwn about her back where white wings once flew. No animals ran freely in and out of the once gracious trees. No living soul inhabited the scene. Wind, black roses, dead trees, and a wingless pale girl grew within the gothic world. No others ever found her. No others even tried.
The amber eyes grew darker as the air grew thick with hatred. Thoughts of the dark one who destroyed her honor and family came rushing to the young one's head.
Fingers unraveled her hair with great long strides.
"I will protect you Senoya, you will not leave me in this world alone."
Thin, long, pale lips touched Senoya's own, and for the first time in over a thousand years, she felt as though, she was loved.
Enlarged charcoal eyes met and clashed with small cinnamon eyes when the ex-angel lifted her head. A beauty stood before her. He burned her inside, but let her restless soul ease. He reached for her shoudlers and led Senoya to his chest. The atmosphere grew cold as if in protest. Navy hair, and amber eyes quieted the scene. She, of course, followed and strode forward. She rested her head against his lengthly black coat. Soft thudding came from the mysterious man's heart. His breath grew slow and calming. Slender fingers ran down the wingless back. As sharp her breathing became was equal of the affection found deep in his touch. She eased into him as a bird soars throughout the halcyon clouds.
No human could resist the touch of a cursed beauty, nor can angels who live to understand the beauty of heart and others. Silver hair swept over his eyes as shadows do the moonlight. His chin rested on her head and Senoya let themselves be combined in all knowing. Fine leather flowed in the cold breeze, giving the scene an earthy, lovely glow.
The heartbeat became slower and softer with every beat. He prickled his fingers along her slender arms and neck and slowly let down her silk dress. The waves of the fine cloth arose dark petals that lay among the soil. Her breath became hot with desire but fear of the unknown that also lay before her fate. Senoya struggled to be free but could not resist to stay.
"Kihoru, please, let me go. This is not your place."
Desperate for his touch, yet hungry for escape she wept stains of tears down her scarred body. He caught the tears with his sleeve but looked up to see her in the face. Kihoru wiped her cheeks calmly without deserting eye contact but he finally sensed her fear and drew his hands back. Senoya watched him with anticipation and with intense hatred. He was the man who betrayed her soul and had been rumored that he killed her love. A beautiful love which only God could create, one more powerful than himself. The sun's unwanted child. A vampire of the night. Senoya flinched as cold finger tips touched her ever so softly. The gothic surroundings faded away as Kihoru clamped her closer under his coat... Dead floating leaves, disappeared without a trace.
"You love me, don't you Senoya. I can feel your tempting heartbeat. You don't want to escape now do you?"
Kihoru caressed her and brought her back to the unnatural reality.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and rocked Senoya gently.
She pulled her hands from her face his chest and sighed with the faintest scent of delight but with a nagging scent of hatred.
The trees wilted and new ones grew tall, black roses died and sprouted rows of wonderous, wide crimson roses in their places. Kihoru leaned closer to Senoya and whispered in her ear.
"I know you love me, but you have a cursed one before you Senoya. I am now able to realize what has happened to you. I will give you something that I hope you will treasure forever. But do not fear me, I can feel it if you deny it."
Kihoru eased his eyes and crushed his voice like velvet cloth. Many times had he performed this trick to persuade young women to him, but this was a true Silver Kiss. The slower his appealing movements became, the more Senoya was hypnotized by love. He tilted the ex-angel's head back as she moaned in daze.
Pale lips touched her neck and kissed repeatedly.
Kihoru's gleaming fangs slid from their sheaths.
"Remember this Senoya my precious, if you don't like vampire games,
then don't play. I will not hurt you. I will protect you my dear. I can understand anything, especially the lust of love and the scent of death."
Swift yet tenderly he inserted the sharp fangs into Senoya's throat and sighed in the relief of the whiplash feeling within his cold, thudding heart.
The victim gasped and was frozen from the sudden pain but settled into his touch once more. Through the connection of blood Kihoru sent a message to Senoya's unnerved mind.
"Companions we are now Senoya. Remember that I will not harm you.
You are mine now. And I am yours. Connected angels once again. And lovers reunited. Please, die with me. The fear of killing you is throbbing in my mind yet I cannot stop. Help me out of this living Hell Senoya! You are my only hope and love. Please help me. Senoya!!"
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Oh, anywho, can I be in your story? Mehbeh~?