Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Death and his Huntress ❯ Open Window ( Chapter 2 )

"My heart stopped in my chest, I could feel his body pinning mine…"

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"Tonight was crazy."

I mumbled aloud. I was half in shock as I walked home. Now, in my apartment, I still couldn't believe whom I had just faced…or how he touched me. I felt almost terrified at how weak I was compared to him. He held me there, all that time like it was nothing to him!

I sighed. `To much pressure…' I said to myself, pulling the final spiral from my long braid. I walked into my bathroom, ran the shower, and tested the water. Nothing gets rid of stress like a nice hot shower! I giggled and pulled off my towel, stepping into the water.

I loved this feeling, the feeling of serenity and relaxation. I hummed sweetly as the hot water cascaded down my front and back, soothing my tense muscles. I poured a rosy smelling shampoo into my hair, lathering it up in my hair and rinsing my scalp under the pouring water. I repeated the same routine for conditioning.

I made sure my legs were perfectly smooth and my skin sweet smelling from my rosy bath soaps. When I was content with my cleaning, I slid open the shower door and reached for my towel.

I wrapped the white fluffy towel tightly around my torso and squeezed the remaining water from my hair. I felt so more at ease after my shower, I was humming the whole time I blow-dried my long hair.

Completely dry, from head to toe, I walked out of the bathroom. Then lights in my small apartment were all lit, guiding me to my walk in closet. I picked out my usual pajamas; a small white tube top, black panties, and white pajama pants. I loved to look cute and comfortable in my sleepwear. Not that I let anyone see what I wear to bed…

I walked over to my vanity, picking up my hairbrush and running it continuously through my hair. I smiled at my reflection. I don't know why I push everyone away from me…well besides the huntress fact, but I'm a beautiful woman.

I don't really care how I look. I used to have short hair, but I lost the tomboy look a long time ago. My hair is at the waistline of my pants, long and dark raven colored. I have pretty ice blue cornflower eyes.

I'm skinny, that's so obvious…and I have nice breasts, I don't brag, I don't really like attention. I'm pale but my German heritage is to blame for that. But why have I been alone so long? My dad left my mom when I was very young, and my mom…well she was killed when I was nine. I've lived alone and for myself for years. I'm seventeen, and yet, I have all this responsibility.

I sighed and set my brush down. "Oh well," I mumbled.

Then I stopped in my tracks. `Why is my window open?" I asked myself. Suddenly, my lights flickered, and went out. A cool draft ran through my room, causing my body to shiver. `Someone's here' said a voice in my head. My predator instincts kicked in and I looked around for a weapon.

I can see well in the dark, but not in pitch black…and that's exactly what my whole apartment was, aside from my room. I felt around for my dagger, a saber, a match, something! Then I felt it.

Smooth, cold fingers brushing the back of my neck. I jumped and spun around. No one! I looked side to side, still spotting nothing. I started to get very angry. No one brakes into my house, fucks with me and gets away with it. I ran for my bedroom, at least in there I could see something.

I looked around on the ground, and then I spotted my dagger from earlier next to my jeans. I ran over and grabbed it, getting in my attack position. My closed my eyes to try and sense some movement better. Like a flame to the fire, I felt a huge power surge from behind me. I gulped and turned around quickly, throwing my weapon in its direction.

He laughed.

`That son of a bitch!' my mind screamed. I knew that arrogant laugh. I knew it from the man that made me feel so weak and vulnerable. I saw him catch the dagger without even looking at it. Instead, his eyes were fixated on me.

My voice was stuck in my throat the second my eyes met his. I knew the fear that I should, and felt ashamed of it. I'm such a coward. I give up to him without a reasonable fight. Now, I'm more scared than angry, but I can't let him know that.

"Get out!" I spat, my voice holding bravery.

He smirked, looking quite amused. Frustrated, I threw a punch at his face. He laughed and caught it, holding me there. God was he a pain. "Shinigami!" I warned, my eyes glaring into his glorious cobalt blue ones. He grinned and pulled me to him.

I gasped and tried hard to pull away. Why does he have to be so strong?

I felt as though he would snap my body in two, and I couldn't help but quiver when I felt his hand run down the side of my face. He frowned at this. The pressure that was once forced on my arm was now wavering. I looked up at him, a surprised expression on my face.

"Don't fear me Hilde, I won't harm you." He told me. His tone made me want to believe him, but this is the God of Death! Can you really trust death? His eyes seemed so dark…they were making my insides turn to butterflies and my legs go weak.

I could feel certain boundaries around him; boundaries which could be broken. Regaining my voice, I finally spoke. "What is you name?" I asked, my heart doing flip-flops as he stared straight into my eyes.

He smiled and slid his finger under my chin, tilting my lips up to his and capturing them in a deep kiss. He licked my bottom lips, asking for access. I gasped and he entered, his tongue thrusting into my mouth and battling with my own. I tried hard to push away a moan from my throat but it came, pleasing him even more. I felt him smirk

against my lips and apply more pressure.

He started to get more daring and his hands ventured down the curves of my body, causing all my senses to run wild and hot sensations burn my skin everywhere he touched. He moved from lips to my neck, gently placing butterfly kisses on my collarbone. My mind was spinning like mad, I shouldn't be enjoying this but I couldn't help it.

Things were defiantly moving too fast. I know he has been watching me for months now, but I couldn't let him do this to me! I have my pride as a woman and its just…well it wrong. My body tenses as he plants a soft kiss on my slim stomach, he pauses and looks up at me. I know my face is flustered and I know he wants to continue. But my pride and dignity forbid it!

It's my destiny to kill his kind!

My eyes pleaded him to stop. I know I must look pretty damn convincing since his kisses faltered. I watched closely as he starred longing into my eyes. He smirked and pushed me against the wall. `Oh no!' my mind raced. He was going to rape me!

My heart stopped in my chest, I could feel his body pinning mine. My mind was racing, what could I do? What happened next, surprised me. He gently fingered my hair and kissed me lightly on the neck. I moaned again and her grinned at me.

He ran his long finger down my front and stopping at the waistline of my pants. He smirked evilly at me with those beautiful blue eyes and captured my lips in a passionate kiss. I moaned louder than before as he rubbed his hips against mine.

He pulled away from me, almost reluctantly and smiled.

"I'm Shinigami. But my name is Duo Maxwell."

He said smoothly. He kissed me again then disappeared out my window.

I was gasping for breath and heaving slightly, recovering from his kisses. I closed my eyes and opened them a few times, making sure what had happened, really happened.

Regaining my head, I groaned and flopped down hard on my bed.

"Kami, help me!"

I whispered hoarsely.

A.N

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