A Lesson to Be
Learned
By: Yin-Yang
As the sun started to set, turning
the pale blue sky to a bright pink and finally to a blood red, a young woman
stands in the doorway of a stonewalled barn, also a stable, with her arms
crossed over her chest.
"Its time," she says out
loud. She walks to the far corner of the building and faces a figure hidden in
the shadows. "The day light is almost gone."
A tall man turns away from the
darken area and slowly approaches the woman. He stops until he is a foot away
from her. "Are you ready for this?" he asks her. His voice is
slightly deeper than the young woman's and sounds a bit rough.
The woman nods her head.
"Yes." Her unusual colored eyes narrow angrily as her full lips curl
up in a vicious snarl and one of her hands turns into a tight fist. "I'll
bring him back even if I have to drag him kicking and screaming."
Laughing softly, the man wraps his
arms around the woman's shoulders and pulls her into a comforting embrace. The
woman's face reverts back to its delicate feline features as she wraps her arms
around his waist, and hugs him back. Sighing softly, she replies, "Are you
sure this plan will work?"
"Oh yes," the man answers
back. "If what I've seen over the years about his personality is true,
then you should have no trouble in luring him here tonight." He holds the
woman at arm's distance and regards her with a serious look in his dark
blue-green eyes. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? You know
how he treats beautiful girls, such as yourself."
The young woman smirks at him and
rests her hands on his forearms. Her emerald green/gold eyes with oval pupils
stare right back at him and her voice sounds similar to a lioness's growl. Her
sharp, gold painted nails unknowingly dig into the flesh beneath her palms on
their own account.
"If he thinks he'll take
advantage of me like he did to Byaukun's charge and to poor Shin. Then I'll get
him where it hurts him the most." She then smiles in a sly way and lets
her nails retract from the man's arms. "Besides, I'm over 900 centuries
old-"
"Older than Christ and you
still look perfect," the man interrupts.
She punches him in the chest
playfully and teases, "Being a goddess of Ancient Egypt has some advantages,
my dear! And you still look good yourself." She looks at the moon
beginning to rise and takes a deep breath. "I must go now."
"Be careful my cat
sister."
"I will. Before you know it
Korin no Seiji will be right in your grasp, my jackal brother."
ƒ
Date Seiji stealthily walks around
the loud club among the scantly dressed dancers like a hidden predator
searching for his next meal. To them he was just a very desirable looking young
man who seemed to be looking for a good time; but in his own opinion he was
just a lone wolf searching for some fresh meat to sink his... body and teeth
into.
~I wouldn't be here if Shu decide to
play bodyguard for Shin, Touma and Ryou.~ Seiji thinks to himself. ~Actually, I
was getting tired of them anyway. Touma always wanted to stop before I got
anywhere with him; Ryou always cried every time I used my toys; and Shin...
well, he wasn't so bad. I actually enjoyed the way I took him… and even the
hardhead has some good peaks to himself.
Good to know that mouth of his was good for something else beside
shoveling food in it.~
On remembering that particular
memory, his member started growing harder. He could just picture how Shin's
virgin body felt when he took him on his back. The screams were a bit much but
all of his begging and pleading was what drove him on even more.
"All right people!" a
voice suddenly booms over the speakers, snapping Seiji from his trance.
"Club Nightmare has a very nice surprise for all you loyal clubbers!"
the disc jockey tells the crowd.
The crowd yells loudly at the top of
their lungs, demanding to know what the surprise is. Seiji looks around the
club boredly. He was now having second thoughts on coming here in the first
place. He really wanted to hit the new club called Metropolis down the street
but something just told him to come here. The drinks were sometimes heavy on
the alcohol but they gave you a limit on them.
"Are you sure you want
it?" the DJ teases the crowd. Everyone answers back venomously yes and
starts to get even louder than before. "Okay then! Tonight, we have a very
special guest! All the way from Egypt, a very talented dancer and singer...
Black Queen!" Music blares over the speakers for a moment and a puff of
smoke explodes in the middle of the stage. Everyone close to the stage is
completely caught off guard and move anyway slowly. As the smoke clears they
see a person standing there with his/her head bowed and hands in the pockets of
the trench coat.
A man somewhere in front of Seiji
whistles under his breath and tells his friend next to him. "That's some
trick! I never heard footsteps or anything!"
~He has a point,~ Seiji thinks to
himself. ~I didn't even sense the person before he/she came on.~ He pushes the
thought to the back of his mind, but that was one of the few and yet biggest
mistakes he made that night. This was definitely no ordinary mortal.
All the lights dimmed to where you
could barely make out the end of your nose and the main spotlight shined down
on the center of the raised platform. All that Seiji or anyone else for that
matter could make out was a person wearing a long, deep black, trench coat that
reached to mid-calf. Leather boots with a thin gold band at each ankle and kept
going up until they disappeared into the coat. The supposed dancer let the coat
fall to the ground in a pile on the ground. All the men whistled and the women
gasped; but Seiji did neither.
The figure was clearly a woman with
long legs, a narrow waist and hips, soft breasts that moved slightly with every
breath she took, and slender arms. She reminded everyone of a type of beautiful
predator, patiently waiting for her next meal to come into view. She wore a
short mini skirt that was made of the same material as her boots with three
silver buckles on her left side. Her brilliant white shirt resembled more of a
scrap of cloth that covered just her breasts but was so tight you would swear
that she spray painted it on. On her wrists she wore two bands, very similar to
the ones she wore around her ankles. Her skin was a golden tan and her midnight
black hair was cut just above shoulder-length except for two braided tendrils
at her ears that hung to her waist.
As she lifts her head up, Seiji
utters a tiny gasp of surprise. The young woman was utterly beautiful. A small
looking chin supported her full lips that held a touch of gold glitter to them.
Her kitten-like nose rested between her high cheekbones. But what really caught
Seiji's attention were her large eyes. From what he could see from his seat,
her eyes were a bright emerald green that held a gleam of gold in them with
what looked like silted pupils. A bit of kohl traced her eyelids and spread out
a bit at the corners, giving her the looks of an Egyptian. He could also make
out a black, leather collar with tiny gold and silver spikes adorning it,
encircling her slim neck.
~Hmm. Maybe I will have some fun
tonight,~ Seiji thinks to himself. He takes a sip of his drink and watches the
new figure with a careful eye. She looked as if she had been taken before but
that didn't bother him that much. This unique creature looked like the type
that probably used the same type of toys he used when he 'played'.
The music started playing. It was a
sensual beat that had the tones of an exotic flavor hinted with a bit of sexual
drive in it. Everyone's eyes were glued onto the girl as she started to move
her body to the music. She moved flawlessly and the moves blended well with the
beat of the music itself. Seiji was getting hard just looking at her. And
judging by how most of the other men in the club were stroking themselves, they
were feeling it as well.
Black Queen. That was the name of
this feline beauty. She threw to everyone an aura of exotic pleasure to where
some of the customers started messing around with each other. Their bodies
pressed up against each other as close as possible. Even the women were
affected by the power being given off.
But to Seiji it was different. The
music wrapped around his mind, unabling him to think and the way her body moved
hypnotized him. It took all of his will power not to just go up the stage, pull
her down beneath his body and... The sinful images came rushing all at once
into his mind. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the girl. Date Seiji was no
more, now in his place sat the Lone Wolf. He had his keen eyesight set upon his
next victim. Now all that was left was to come up with a plan to lure her to
him with out tipping her off before it was too late.
The dancer, Black Queen, ended her
dance in a pose, her back facing everyone, looking over her shoulder just at
the last beat of the song ended. Facing them all, she stood there and smiled at
the entire club as they applauded her. Picking up her coat from where she had
left it earlier, she jumped off the platform and made her way to the bar. She
stopped a few times as both men and women came up to her, complimenting her on
how good her dance was. When one of the men got a bit bold and tried to slip
his hand over her breasts. the girl
merely twisted the guy's wrist painfully behind his back, kicked him in the back
of his knees, and then pressed a switchblade directly under his Adam's apple.
"I'm honored that you find me
desirable," she calmly told the man kneeling before her. But her eyes grew
hard and her blade pressed deeper into his throat, drawing blood. "But if
you or anyone else for that matter tries that again without my permission, then
I will personally shove your head so far up your ass that it wouldn't even be
consisted funny." After the man nodded carefully, she released him and
went back to calmly talking with a girl and her boyfriend who enjoyed her
dancing.
~So the direct approach is out,~
Seiji thinks to himself as he witness the entire scene. ~That'll mean I'll have
to be sneakier.~ He smiles to himself as Black Queen shakes young couple's hands
and goes to the bar.
"Hey BQ, that was something
else!" the bartender, a young man with sandy blonde hair and sky blue eyes
smiles at her. Having turned the legal age to drink a while back, he took the
job as bartender when Nightmare opened. He pulls out a bottle from under the
counter that doesn't have a label and pours her a glass. "Gonna come back
tomorrow?"
Black Queen gives him a small smile
and shakes her head sadly. "Sorry but no. I just came to Toyama to finish
some business." Takes a sip of her drink and she practically purrs as the
taste rolls around on her tongue. "You remembered! Thank you, Sun
Bird!" She looked she happy as she took another sip and let the taste
linger in her mouth.
The bartender laughs and leaves the
bottle on the counter for her. "Anything for you, Black Queen." He
sees Seiji listening in on their conversation starts to talk softly to young
woman in their native tongue. <Are you sure you don't want me to come along?
I don't want to see you hurt.>
<I'll be fine,> Black Queen
answers back. Hidden from Seiji's view, she holds her right hand out to Sun
Bird's with her palm facing him. Tattooed in her palm is a picture of a black,
feline face with golden tear tracks. <I will see you and our jackal brother
at dawn's light.>
Sun Bird holds out his right hand as
well, palm out. Tattooed in the middle of his palm is a side profile of a tawny
tan/bronze falcon. <So be it,> he tells her. Closing the short distance
between their hands he links fingers with her and squeezes her hand. <May Ra
watch over you, my cat sister.>
Squeezing his hand, a warm light
emits from their clenched hands but only for a moment. <May Ra watch over
you as well, my falcon brother.> Reluctantly letting his hand go, she slips
back into the Japanese tongue and talks in a normal level. "So how much do
I owe you for the drink, Sun Bird?"
"Nothing," he tells her
while smiling. He, too, slipped back into Japanese and in a normal tone.
"You can even have the bottle as well since you are the only one who ever
drinks this."
"Thank you so much!" she smiles at him, showing her
white, even teeth. Leaning over to give him a peck on the cheek she finishes
her drink and takes the bottle in hand. She looked over at Seiji who gave her
his most winning smile. But she surprised him by narrowing her eyes slightly
and going right by him without a word. A second later the surprised and very
determined Date Seiji, aka Lone Wolf, follow his supposed prey out of the club.
Sun Bird watched Korin follow Black
Queen with hatred in his eyes. He rested his tattooed hand over his pendent and
softly murmurs a prayer once more in his native tongue. <In the name of
Osiris, Isis, and Ra. Please watch over Baset and Anubis. Let their plan
work.>
The pendent glows momentarily,
filling Sun Bird with calming warmth. It projected to him that all would be
well and that by the next dawn, he, his brother and sister may return home.
Smiling to himself, the bartender squeezes his pendent in thanks and goes to
attend the next customer at his bar.
ƒ
The moment Seiji step out of the
club's door, he saw that Black Queen was already at the end of the block. The
rational part of his mind asked how could she have moved so fast but once more
he pushed it to the back of his mind. Quickly getting into his dark green,
almost black, sports' car he quickly speeds up to where the young woman was
slowly walking by herself. Rolling the window down he asks, "Would you
like a lift?"
Black Queen stopped walking and
slowly turned to look at Seiji. Her entire body seemed very relax and at ease
on the outside, but on the inside her muscles were tightening and releasing.
Getting ready for the moment to pounce.
"Why would you want to take me
home when you hardly know me?" she asks him quietly. Still looking at him
she takes another drink from her bottle.
Seiji was getting another hard-on.
She looked so seductively just standing there, emerald eyes looking right to
his very soul and for one moment, he could have sworn he saw Korin in them.
"I thought it would the courteous thing to do," he answers back,
giving her another one of his brilliant
smiles.
She looks at him for a long moment
before making her move. Calmly and gracefully she glides over to the passenger
door, opens it and closes it behind in as she settles herself into the seat.
"Thank you," she tells him softly. Once more she takes another sip
from her bottle and licks her lips in an almost sensual fashion.
Korin controlled the drive of sexual
pleasure surging to his pants and put the car into neutral. I hope you don't
mind me asking but where did you learn to dance like that? In fact, where do
you live?" Sees her questioning look in her eyes. "I want to know
more about you."
"I'm staying with my brother
while here in Toyama," she answers after a long moment of thought. "I
just came here to finish some business and am leaving tomorrow morning back to
Egypt.”
“Too bad. You see I was hoping that maybe we could get together and talk
some more. Do you have a boyfriend or
such?”
“No. I’m a loner. Like the
lioness prowling her territory and keeping any unwanted males away.” She glanced at him and then out the window. “Just drop me off at the corner of Elm
Street and Mockingbird Lane.”
Seiji just silently drove. What she had said sent off another alarm in
his mind. She was more than she
appeared to be on the outside but that intrigued him more. The darkness suited her very well, her
golden tan looking like bronze on her body and the body glitter accenting her
figure. He knew how much he wanted her
and was not going to take no as an answer.
She was like a rose waiting to be plucked but this was no rose. This was a fierce cat with sharp nails.
ƒ
A sleek black corvette eased to a
stop at a dark corner where no amount of light could be seen. The buildings surrounding the area were dark
and gloomy, deprived of life for many years it seemed. Taking up most of the area was a very large
and crumbling mansion, or a very large house with tall weeds strangling the
yard, sharp vines scaling the outside exterior and shattered windows with
broken shutters swinging on rusty hinges.
Seiji peered out the window and back
at the young lady. “This is where you
live?” he asked in disbelief. This
place was completely run down and was surprised not to see a condemned sign on
the front yard or something that said off limits.
“None of your business but yeah,
it’s where I’m staying at the moment,” she hissed at him in a low voice, her
golden eyes flashing at him before she opened the door. Her spiked heel boots made a quiet clicking
sound as they connected with the concrete street and began to walk to the
crumbling house. The iron gate creaked
loudly as it swung open, walking up the remaining pieces of the walkway she
didn’t seem to notice or care as Seiji stepped from his car and followed
her. Once they both entered in the home
the door swung shut on the rusty hinges as did the large gate. In the darkness a man turned away from the
gate and silently headed to the back of the mansion. Everything seemed to be going to plan.
ƒ
Inside it seemed to be better with
large pieces of expensive furniture all over the spacious hallway. Cobwebs in all the corners with dead flies
handing limply by thin strips of silk, dust and grim on just about everything
and tattered white sheets over the walls that looked like lost souls that
haunted the place.
Seiji silently made his way to a
room on the right side and looked in.
Black Queen, having taken her trench coat off, was looking out the
window and smoking a cigarette in hand.
He stood at the doorway, watching the way she held herself ad the slight
actions of her hand and lips as she puffed out clouds of smoke into the night
air. The starlight enhanced her beauty
even more to the point where it looked like her body was glowing an unearthly
light. On silently yet heavy feet he
walked closer to her, eyes roaming over her delectable figure and the way the
fabric clung to her like a second skin.
Idly her hand tapped along her waist as her arm was wrapped around her
hips, the other arm being lowered down, holding the lit cigarette down and
flicked tiny embers to the floor. Her
glitter painted lips puckered up to let out a thin stream of smoke into the
chilly night air, looking very erotic doing so. Gods he couldn’t wait anymore!
He reached out to grab her shoulder,
turning her to face him and for a brief moment meet her eyes, reading the
surprise there and yes a bit of fear as well.
Then he noticed that they were indeed a golden yellow with slitted
pupils a emerald green. Green as yoroi
no Korin… He shook his head some, pulling her curveous body against his and
smirked before leaning down and pressed his lips against her hard and
rough. When she struggled he moved a
hand to the back of her head to keep her from moving away and wrapped his other
arm around her waist tightly, slipping a muscular thigh between her long legs.
~Gods~ She’s so warm and soft!~ he groaned to himself, watching as she
struggled some through slitted eyes and long swept of golden blonde hair. He almost expected her to break away, to beg
him to stop but all she e did was let her cigarette drop to the floor, crushing
it under her boot and molded her body into his.
Slender arms wrapped around his
shoulders, holding a tight handful of sun spinned hair and raked her nails down
his back, actually tearing his shirt a bit.
Her hips rubbed against his thigh encouragingly, bracing her own against
him and smiled as he became active. As
lips parted and tongues came into action she wasn’t the least bit shy, letting
hers slip into his mouth and waged a fierce battled with his. She was trying to gain the upper hand here,
trying to entice him but her would be partner wasn’t going to let his win this
fight so easily.
The young man growled like a wolf
deep in his throat, grabbing her wrists and forced her against the wall as he
used his body to keep her there. Pale
lips moved a hungry trail down the side of her throat and bared shoulder,
pulling her collar off and flinging it to the floor. He released one of her wrists to freely grope her amble chest,
nimble fingers sliding up and under to twist the hard nubs. He smirked as he
heard a cry issue from her lips that sounded like mew. So he did it again and the smirk grew. He
liked hat sound very much and began to push the tight scrap of cloth up.
Queen was beginning to lose herself
in the erotic pleasure of this but a sharp chill of the night air snapped her
out of it and she looked down. ~Okay
playtime’s over, it’s time to get to business,~ she thought as she ran a hand
through the thick hair, wrapping the silken strands around her fingers. ~Besides, he not my type.~
“Seiji.” A growl was heard as she purred his name but he didn’t stop nor
look up. Narrowing slitted eyes she
tightened her hand and with force pulled his head back to look up at her. She noticed the wince of pain he tried to
hide and smiled at him. “I have a much
better idea. Just follow me and don’t
ask questions.” She leaned close to him
and licked his lips teasingly, releasing his hair and pushed him away. “They ruin the moment.” Straightening her top she walked out of the
room and into what he guessed was the kitchen and out a back door. If she was going to play hard to get that
was fine by him. Smiling eagerly he
followed right after her, thinking of the countless way he was going to take
her over and over, make her scream his name in pleasure, and maybe get her to
call him Master.
~Master.~ Oh how he loved that would but little did he realize that after
tonight… he would come to despise that so very much.
ƒ
In the back of the small plantation
was another large building, with the same crumbling stone and wooden planks
rotten almost through but it certainly looked stronger than as it seemed and
better kept than the house as the door easily swung open and shut behind
him. It took a moment for his eyes to
settling the pitch darkness but it unnerved his quite a bit. All this darkness reminded him of someone he
still secretly feared.
“Scared?”
He whirled to face the young woman
standing to the side, leaning against a support beam with her hands behind her
head. “Course not.” He answered with a flick of his head, trying
to send his long bangs from his eyes
but the returned back tot heir original place once more.
Queen regarded with a serious look
in his eyes before letting her eyes drift shut and leaned her head back. “Midnight.
You know what I love about this time of night? The fact that no one can hear you scream for help, but then again
who would care.”
“What do you mean by that?” Warning bells went off in his head and this
time he heard them loud and clear. Why
on earth did this girl bring up something like that? Why did it sound vaguely familiar?
She ignored the question and opened
her catlike eyes, pushing off the beam and walked towards him. “You know the feeling don’t you? Taking someone who trusted you completely…
giving them no escape as you stripped them bare… relishing in the power of
being the dominator… you know that feeling all too well. Don’t you Date Seiji?”
“Who doesn’t?” he answered in a low,
husky voice. He reached out to touch
her once more but she evaded him gracefully, keeping his pale eyes focused on
her as a tall stranger silently entered the barn unnoticed.
She purred deeply, raking painted
nails down his chest and scratched at the pale nipples hidden beneath his silk
shirt. “Ah yes. You picture yourself at the hunter, taking
what he wants and giving no regard to whoever stands in your way, paying no
heed to who you hurt in the process.”
She hissed suddenly and dug her nails deeply into his sides. She didn’t care as the sharp tips tried to
break into the skin but when her prey tried to pull away she hissed a warning
and dug her nails deeper.
“Suiko no Shin… Tenku no Touma…
Rekka no Ryo… and even Kongo no Shu… your friends have been hurt because you
wanted to get an easy fuck. What kind
of friend would mentally abuse and rape those that trusted him more than
life? What kind of friend would leave
those young men broken in dawn’s light then do it all over again once dusk
arrived? What kind of friend wouldn’t
feel the least bit sorry for the sinful actions he did? Not even feel the tiniest bit of sympathy to
at least heal the physical wounds? You
are that friend Korin no Seiji.
Tonight… you are going to learn a lesson but not from me. Oh no you don’t, there is a lesson to be
learned. And my brother has been dying
to “teach” this since you started those sick acts against the other Samurai
Troopers. Time to face the darkness.”
The next thing the blonde man knew
was a sudden flash of pain in his face and falling to his knees in the
dirt. He tried to call his yoroi to
heal him, to at least get into his thin yoroi known only as sub-armor but
couldn’t. As the darkness closed over
his slowly he saw another man was standing next to the girl who brought him
here. And with a sinking feeling deep
in his gut he knew who it was.
“Yami…”