lust, passion, desire, longing...ch7
Posted: Thu May 27, 2004 2:05 pm
Disclaimer: oki-doki let’s review this one more time, just for old times sake…NOT THE OWNER, sadly never will be…but one thing sure has changed, I am done with school and a couple of colleges have accepted me…thank GOD.
Even if I don’t own it, I sure do apologize for being this late,
I promise to make up for it. Finishing school, college, and other life nuisances. have made me less considerate to ya’ll and my fic’s progression. I plan to write a Inuyasha one too, and a Rurouni Kenshin soon!
Hope you like my latest addition!
Last ch.
God, her heart was a mix of emotions. She didn’t know what to do and suddenly conscious of Trowa’s presence she furiously blushed and stuttered.
Trowa sensing her distress moved to comfort her telling her it would be alright between her and Heero.
As Relena stood up leaving her tea untouched and cold, Trowa moved beside her to accompany her to the circus, he smirked, his plan was in action.
Relena was worried about Heero, but she assured herself and with help from Trowa that it would be alright.
From the opposite corner of the street Prussian Blue eyes glared like steel and turned downright black at the scene playing before his eyes, especially Trowa hand inching its way along Relena waist.
Furiously he strode to follow them….
Ch7:
It seemed like just another walk in the park, the day was beginning to fade into the horizon, the colors mixed into a dull pink, reverberating to shine into Relena’s hair. Trowa was in awe with the girl, no women beside him…she was gorgeous.
He began to devise a plot to win the young diplomat’s attention and maybe someday, love.
Unknown to Trowa’s true intentions, Relena walked softly through the foliage in the park, headed to the circus where Trowa and his sister Catherine performed.
Trowa decided to break the stiff silence by making small talk.
“So…Relena…how’s it been, um…?”
Noticing the weariness in Trowa’s voice, she gave forced out a smile and began telling him the whereabouts of her life and her uncertainties.
“I don’t know Trowa, its just that…sometimes I feel so alone, and other times I feel like the world decided to change and left me out of it, I feel so confused and lost…”
Taking advantage of her position he consoled her by remarking:
“Relena, you shouldn’t feel that way, you know there are people who care for you dearly and there are friends that will always be by your side,” smiling at her he gestured for her to continue walking into the darkness that awaited her.
“How can you say that Trowa? How could you betray me so badly and take Relena away from me?” two dark orbs glittered angrily and as soon as they appeared they suddenly were gone, melting into the shadows.
***in the circus***
Walking ahead, Relena could see the outlines of a beautiful red tent.
“Wow, it’s so pretty!” she remarked. Before she could take another step or move anymore, a hand blocked her vision, she attempted to scream as she jumped from the unexpected action taken against her. A shushing voce quieted her, but did not take way her fear.
“shhhh…it’s okay I won’t hurt you Lena, just be willing to cooperate with me, okay?”
Relena couldn’t believe the owner of that voice was Trowa, as soon as she recognized it as being him she started to struggle against the strong binds that kept her at bay, it was futile, his arms were too strong.
“Now, my Relena you will understand the mistake of loving another…”
***Near the circus but still a bit far way still***
‘Come on Relena where are you?’, nervously Heero Yuy searched the perimeters for a trace of Relena.
“Dammit, where has he taken you?!”
Striding purposefully though the greenery, former pilot 01 searched the vicinities of the forest. It was useless, utterly useless, there wasn’t a trace of her to be found.
His hand were cold to the touch and bloody from digging is nails into his palms.
Sliding to the floor of the forest his palms met the cool soil and it disintegrated under them. His back was rough and it heaved under the strain he had put it through. 4 hours, 23 minutes and 47 seconds had past since he had last seen trace of Relena, he had started to loose some form of hope.
‘God, were could he be taking her?’
‘What is he planning to do to her?’
‘Why can’t I find them????’
“Arggggggg!!!!!”, he suddenly screamed.
“Relena….were are you?”, he silently muttered into the night.
Visions of creamy skin and supple breasts filled his vision, Gods how he missed her already. Her sweat soaked body and her rippling cries beneath him and he passionately made love to her. Why did she run away? Did she not realize how much he loved her? Come to think about it, he never voiced his undying love to her…
‘Shit…she probably thinks I only used her’, God what mess did I get myself into this time.
He suddenly wished for his self-detonation device to be strategically placed in his hand this time.
He was never worthy of her pure love, he shouldn’t have tainted her, corrupted her with his lust and cravings for desire.
He felt evil, poisonous, but most of all guilty to Relena’s disappearance.
Resolve formed slowly in his dark blue eyes, he had to find Relena and make her forgive him. Suddenly he climbed to his feet and purposefully strode towards what he believed to be Relena’s location.
‘I have to find her…’, were his last thoughts.
***In Trowa’s Trailer***
Slowly, eyes opened to take up her surroundings… ‘where was she?’
But most importantly, “What the hell am I wearing?” she screamed.
Tied to the posts of a bed and wearing nothing but slim-see though lingerie, she cursed her fate.
She wanted so badly to puke, ‘what had she done’, she couldn’t remember anything but utter blackness! Wait a minute, she was with Trowa last she remember, ‘what had she done’ she firmly repeated in her mind.
As her struggling continued to try to unbind her from the bed, the door to the trailer slowly but surely creaked open. There stood Trowa in tight dark jeans and a green tank top. The color faintly reminded her of Heero and she sadly sighed. This alerted Trowa to her train of thought and he angrily stepped further inside.
“You are thinking about him aren’t you?” he firmly said.
“Don’t you understand he does not love you, he only used you!” he continuously screamed these thoughts in her face whilst holding her chin tightly in his hands.
She started to sob quietly as tears spilled in her cheeks. “Relena,” he muttered, “I love you…not him”.
“How can you say that?” she stormed. “this is not love, this is rape!”
Trowa crept to the bed and sat on it looking deeply into her eyes as he cackled a laugh. “Don’t be too sure, I love you Relena and soon…you will have to, too.”
All Relena could do was sob her complaints and anguish at caught in such a desperate position.
“What happened Trowa?” she sadly questioned. “I thought we were friends?”
“That’s just it” he plainly remarked, “We were just friends…”.
Creeping up slowly he pinned her to the bed and admired his handy work.
Having to undress Relena had been pleasurable and quite hard to do without taking her right then and there!
He reminisced how he had slipped in the garter he had bought especially for her…
**FLASHBACK**
Struggling had stopped once he had cut her oxygen supply, any type of barrier against his plan was quickly eliminated.
Lifting her into his strong arms he deftly carried her into his trailer.
Placing her carefully into his bed, he opted to find some way to ensuring himself that she would not escape.
Dirty thoughts filled his mind as he devised a well thought-before plan.
Scooping through lingerie he had bought in anticipation of one day having a relationship with her, he found an enticing pair of black lace lined with red roses. He smirked, walking over to were she lay, anticipation lining his features. He began with the jean skirt she had been wearing, sliding it down her long creamy legs, he didn’t even stop to admire her blue bikini bottom before he slid it down.
Her shirt came next, then her matching bra, slowly he slipped in the lacy underclothes unto her supple body, it was all he could do to not fuck her right then and there. Garters accompanied the rest of her clothing, she was beautiful.
He took one more moment to admire her body incased in the silk panties, bra’s, and garters, before he regretfully left the room, he’d have plenty of time left to make sweet long love to her later, with a certain someone watching and powerless to make a difference, he thought…
**END FLASHBACK**
A cold slap reverberated through out the dark and gloomy trailer, Relena cried out.
“You have to shut up now and be quiet…your performance in this is not quite over…”
‘what the hell happened’ thought Relena, ‘what did I ever do to you to harm you Trowa’ she silently mussed.
Laughing with a dark somber voice, he moved nearer to the bed until he had her pinned to it.
“Trowa! Stop! You’re hurting me…please..” she wailed desperately with out no one out there to hear her.
Long red welts was the only evidence left of his mistreatment and harsh grip.
“Now, you will have to be adequately prepared for your debut, my sweetheart,” he cruelly joked as he got closer to her body, straddling her hips and making a getaway close to impossible.
Leaning into her frame with his hands at her wrists above her head he began to whisper cold, cruel sweet nothings into her ear. The words were those related to lovers, but at the moment they resembled a sick deranged stalker.
“Trowa..” she gasped, “leave me alone…” it was a hoarse whisper but determination was clearly outlined.
“Why? We are having SO much fun…” he stressed the so in a sarcastic and mocking way nuzzling her neck and jaw.
Slowly but surely Relena began to comprehend the true reality of her situation. She was trapped and in danger.
Abruptly he began to nip her collarbone and his hands did even more damage, circling her lace covered breasts and running down her stocking, garter covered legs. Just as he was to attempt to cope a feel which would probably out number Miroku’s anytime, Relena forcefully tried to push him off, her attempts quite futile as seeing her extremities not so loosely tied together.
Finally, his torturing lost its pace and left Relena breathless and gasping on the bed whimpers of shame and fear lodged in her throat.
’what did she ever do to deserve this…she had to escape… it was her only chance.’
As Trowa lifted himself from the bed he removed a sharp blade from the back of his tight jeans and lifted it poised above her. Just as she was about to scream, he placed his palm over her mouth, silencing any qualms.
Lowering the blade he laughed in her face, telling her it couldn’t end so soon that way, he had to enjoy her squirm. Taking his time he caressed her jaw line with one of the blades that had some times threatened his life.
“I hope I don’t get them dirty, since Cathy would not like that, hmmm?”
“You’re sick!” she spat venomously at his face.
“really?” he countered, “wait, how about now?” he persuasively asked as he began to slide the edge of the bade down her throat, poised now at her jugular, “am I still sick?” he asked while gloating.
Suddenly a drop of red marred his vision as she began to bleed the trail making its way down her throat and to her breast pooling at her rib cage. “Sadly it not over my dear,” he remarked as he began to lick the infamous trail left behind by her pure blood. It was too much, she couldn’t take it anymore, she had to do something. She was loosing too much blood already when Trowa’s face appeared in her glazed eyes and she could see him covered in her blood.
His smirk brought her back from her induced reverie, as she watched him lift the blade and swipe it through her binds. She gasped as she felt her limbs being thrown back from the effort it took for them to be raised through her ordeal
Lifting her around the middle he draped her over his shoulder and carried her out of the makeshift home, leaving a bloody trail behind. “Soon, Relena my love, we will be together in life or in death…”
***Nearby***
‘Where the fuck are you Relena’ Heero Yuy angrily mussed.
Moving through the harsh shrubbery that stung his bared arms, he ignored the slight pain.
Suddenly his nose encountered the familiar stench of blood.
‘shit, maybe I’m too late…’
moving out of the thick forest, he encountered the sadistic lights of a circus tent. ‘Someone was surely going to die tonight’ he thought menacingly, maybe he didn’t know how close to that the situation really was.
Wellll, I just wanted to apologize once again for the tardiness,
oh well you could say I’m fashionably late right….? 
Maybe not…:-?
Ok
hope you liked
this time they will be more frequent and my updates will be soon.
What do you think? Should Relena die?
Hmmm maybe not? Raped? No…to ordinarily. What should Heero do? Well that’s pretty obvious, 
but HOW, now that’s the point. See ya soon. 
[/b]
Even if I don’t own it, I sure do apologize for being this late,
I promise to make up for it. Finishing school, college, and other life nuisances. have made me less considerate to ya’ll and my fic’s progression. I plan to write a Inuyasha one too, and a Rurouni Kenshin soon!Hope you like my latest addition!
Last ch.
God, her heart was a mix of emotions. She didn’t know what to do and suddenly conscious of Trowa’s presence she furiously blushed and stuttered.
Trowa sensing her distress moved to comfort her telling her it would be alright between her and Heero.
As Relena stood up leaving her tea untouched and cold, Trowa moved beside her to accompany her to the circus, he smirked, his plan was in action.
Relena was worried about Heero, but she assured herself and with help from Trowa that it would be alright.
From the opposite corner of the street Prussian Blue eyes glared like steel and turned downright black at the scene playing before his eyes, especially Trowa hand inching its way along Relena waist.
Furiously he strode to follow them….
Ch7:
It seemed like just another walk in the park, the day was beginning to fade into the horizon, the colors mixed into a dull pink, reverberating to shine into Relena’s hair. Trowa was in awe with the girl, no women beside him…she was gorgeous.
He began to devise a plot to win the young diplomat’s attention and maybe someday, love.
Unknown to Trowa’s true intentions, Relena walked softly through the foliage in the park, headed to the circus where Trowa and his sister Catherine performed.
Trowa decided to break the stiff silence by making small talk.
“So…Relena…how’s it been, um…?”
Noticing the weariness in Trowa’s voice, she gave forced out a smile and began telling him the whereabouts of her life and her uncertainties.
“I don’t know Trowa, its just that…sometimes I feel so alone, and other times I feel like the world decided to change and left me out of it, I feel so confused and lost…”
Taking advantage of her position he consoled her by remarking:
“Relena, you shouldn’t feel that way, you know there are people who care for you dearly and there are friends that will always be by your side,” smiling at her he gestured for her to continue walking into the darkness that awaited her.
“How can you say that Trowa? How could you betray me so badly and take Relena away from me?” two dark orbs glittered angrily and as soon as they appeared they suddenly were gone, melting into the shadows.
***in the circus***
Walking ahead, Relena could see the outlines of a beautiful red tent.
“Wow, it’s so pretty!” she remarked. Before she could take another step or move anymore, a hand blocked her vision, she attempted to scream as she jumped from the unexpected action taken against her. A shushing voce quieted her, but did not take way her fear.
“shhhh…it’s okay I won’t hurt you Lena, just be willing to cooperate with me, okay?”
Relena couldn’t believe the owner of that voice was Trowa, as soon as she recognized it as being him she started to struggle against the strong binds that kept her at bay, it was futile, his arms were too strong.
“Now, my Relena you will understand the mistake of loving another…”
***Near the circus but still a bit far way still***
‘Come on Relena where are you?’, nervously Heero Yuy searched the perimeters for a trace of Relena.
“Dammit, where has he taken you?!”
Striding purposefully though the greenery, former pilot 01 searched the vicinities of the forest. It was useless, utterly useless, there wasn’t a trace of her to be found.
His hand were cold to the touch and bloody from digging is nails into his palms.
Sliding to the floor of the forest his palms met the cool soil and it disintegrated under them. His back was rough and it heaved under the strain he had put it through. 4 hours, 23 minutes and 47 seconds had past since he had last seen trace of Relena, he had started to loose some form of hope.
‘God, were could he be taking her?’
‘What is he planning to do to her?’
‘Why can’t I find them????’
“Arggggggg!!!!!”, he suddenly screamed.
“Relena….were are you?”, he silently muttered into the night.
Visions of creamy skin and supple breasts filled his vision, Gods how he missed her already. Her sweat soaked body and her rippling cries beneath him and he passionately made love to her. Why did she run away? Did she not realize how much he loved her? Come to think about it, he never voiced his undying love to her…
‘Shit…she probably thinks I only used her’, God what mess did I get myself into this time.
He suddenly wished for his self-detonation device to be strategically placed in his hand this time.
He was never worthy of her pure love, he shouldn’t have tainted her, corrupted her with his lust and cravings for desire.
He felt evil, poisonous, but most of all guilty to Relena’s disappearance.
Resolve formed slowly in his dark blue eyes, he had to find Relena and make her forgive him. Suddenly he climbed to his feet and purposefully strode towards what he believed to be Relena’s location.
‘I have to find her…’, were his last thoughts.
***In Trowa’s Trailer***
Slowly, eyes opened to take up her surroundings… ‘where was she?’
But most importantly, “What the hell am I wearing?” she screamed.
Tied to the posts of a bed and wearing nothing but slim-see though lingerie, she cursed her fate.
She wanted so badly to puke, ‘what had she done’, she couldn’t remember anything but utter blackness! Wait a minute, she was with Trowa last she remember, ‘what had she done’ she firmly repeated in her mind.
As her struggling continued to try to unbind her from the bed, the door to the trailer slowly but surely creaked open. There stood Trowa in tight dark jeans and a green tank top. The color faintly reminded her of Heero and she sadly sighed. This alerted Trowa to her train of thought and he angrily stepped further inside.
“You are thinking about him aren’t you?” he firmly said.
“Don’t you understand he does not love you, he only used you!” he continuously screamed these thoughts in her face whilst holding her chin tightly in his hands.
She started to sob quietly as tears spilled in her cheeks. “Relena,” he muttered, “I love you…not him”.
“How can you say that?” she stormed. “this is not love, this is rape!”
Trowa crept to the bed and sat on it looking deeply into her eyes as he cackled a laugh. “Don’t be too sure, I love you Relena and soon…you will have to, too.”
All Relena could do was sob her complaints and anguish at caught in such a desperate position.
“What happened Trowa?” she sadly questioned. “I thought we were friends?”
“That’s just it” he plainly remarked, “We were just friends…”.
Creeping up slowly he pinned her to the bed and admired his handy work.
Having to undress Relena had been pleasurable and quite hard to do without taking her right then and there!
He reminisced how he had slipped in the garter he had bought especially for her…
**FLASHBACK**
Struggling had stopped once he had cut her oxygen supply, any type of barrier against his plan was quickly eliminated.
Lifting her into his strong arms he deftly carried her into his trailer.
Placing her carefully into his bed, he opted to find some way to ensuring himself that she would not escape.
Dirty thoughts filled his mind as he devised a well thought-before plan.
Scooping through lingerie he had bought in anticipation of one day having a relationship with her, he found an enticing pair of black lace lined with red roses. He smirked, walking over to were she lay, anticipation lining his features. He began with the jean skirt she had been wearing, sliding it down her long creamy legs, he didn’t even stop to admire her blue bikini bottom before he slid it down.
Her shirt came next, then her matching bra, slowly he slipped in the lacy underclothes unto her supple body, it was all he could do to not fuck her right then and there. Garters accompanied the rest of her clothing, she was beautiful.
He took one more moment to admire her body incased in the silk panties, bra’s, and garters, before he regretfully left the room, he’d have plenty of time left to make sweet long love to her later, with a certain someone watching and powerless to make a difference, he thought…
**END FLASHBACK**
A cold slap reverberated through out the dark and gloomy trailer, Relena cried out.
“You have to shut up now and be quiet…your performance in this is not quite over…”
‘what the hell happened’ thought Relena, ‘what did I ever do to you to harm you Trowa’ she silently mussed.
Laughing with a dark somber voice, he moved nearer to the bed until he had her pinned to it.
“Trowa! Stop! You’re hurting me…please..” she wailed desperately with out no one out there to hear her.
Long red welts was the only evidence left of his mistreatment and harsh grip.
“Now, you will have to be adequately prepared for your debut, my sweetheart,” he cruelly joked as he got closer to her body, straddling her hips and making a getaway close to impossible.
Leaning into her frame with his hands at her wrists above her head he began to whisper cold, cruel sweet nothings into her ear. The words were those related to lovers, but at the moment they resembled a sick deranged stalker.
“Trowa..” she gasped, “leave me alone…” it was a hoarse whisper but determination was clearly outlined.
“Why? We are having SO much fun…” he stressed the so in a sarcastic and mocking way nuzzling her neck and jaw.
Slowly but surely Relena began to comprehend the true reality of her situation. She was trapped and in danger.
Abruptly he began to nip her collarbone and his hands did even more damage, circling her lace covered breasts and running down her stocking, garter covered legs. Just as he was to attempt to cope a feel which would probably out number Miroku’s anytime, Relena forcefully tried to push him off, her attempts quite futile as seeing her extremities not so loosely tied together.
Finally, his torturing lost its pace and left Relena breathless and gasping on the bed whimpers of shame and fear lodged in her throat.
’what did she ever do to deserve this…she had to escape… it was her only chance.’
As Trowa lifted himself from the bed he removed a sharp blade from the back of his tight jeans and lifted it poised above her. Just as she was about to scream, he placed his palm over her mouth, silencing any qualms.
Lowering the blade he laughed in her face, telling her it couldn’t end so soon that way, he had to enjoy her squirm. Taking his time he caressed her jaw line with one of the blades that had some times threatened his life.
“I hope I don’t get them dirty, since Cathy would not like that, hmmm?”
“You’re sick!” she spat venomously at his face.
“really?” he countered, “wait, how about now?” he persuasively asked as he began to slide the edge of the bade down her throat, poised now at her jugular, “am I still sick?” he asked while gloating.
Suddenly a drop of red marred his vision as she began to bleed the trail making its way down her throat and to her breast pooling at her rib cage. “Sadly it not over my dear,” he remarked as he began to lick the infamous trail left behind by her pure blood. It was too much, she couldn’t take it anymore, she had to do something. She was loosing too much blood already when Trowa’s face appeared in her glazed eyes and she could see him covered in her blood.
His smirk brought her back from her induced reverie, as she watched him lift the blade and swipe it through her binds. She gasped as she felt her limbs being thrown back from the effort it took for them to be raised through her ordeal
Lifting her around the middle he draped her over his shoulder and carried her out of the makeshift home, leaving a bloody trail behind. “Soon, Relena my love, we will be together in life or in death…”
***Nearby***
‘Where the fuck are you Relena’ Heero Yuy angrily mussed.
Moving through the harsh shrubbery that stung his bared arms, he ignored the slight pain.
Suddenly his nose encountered the familiar stench of blood.
‘shit, maybe I’m too late…’
moving out of the thick forest, he encountered the sadistic lights of a circus tent. ‘Someone was surely going to die tonight’ he thought menacingly, maybe he didn’t know how close to that the situation really was.
Wellll, I just wanted to apologize once again for the tardiness,
oh well you could say I’m fashionably late right….? Maybe not…:-?
Ok
hope you liked
this time they will be more frequent and my updates will be soon.
What do you think? Should Relena die?
Hmmm maybe not? Raped? No…to ordinarily. What should Heero do? Well that’s pretty obvious, but HOW, now that’s the point. See ya soon. [/b]
