Slayers Fan Fiction ❯ Slayers For the Future: The Prophecy of Inverse ❯ Unbreak my Heart….Light to Darkness ( Chapter 14 )

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Chapter 14

Unbreak my Heart….Light to Darkness

Leila Velkane stood among her parents' party guests, staring blankly out at them. Men approached her and asked her to dance, but she gave them simple no's, she always said no. She didn't feel anything, she didn't love anything, and she couldn't care. It had been like that since she was born, not feeling anything, not even pain.

As lovely as she was in her elegant pink pastel dress and her long, her flowing red hair was billowing about her shoulders and back, she didn't feel anything. Her parents had dressed her up to marry her off, hoping she'd slip and that some handsome young man would sweep her off her feet and awaken her heart.

She just stared, her emerald green eyes dull and placid, barely blinking when someone tossed a drink in her face for refusing her. She just took a step aside and stayed staring at nothing. One young man, a noble man's son that took rejection rather poorly, slapped her across the cheeks twice. Not a blink, not a tear or a single cry came from her lips. She just took it and looked vacantly at him. He got frustrated when he repeated the action a few dozen times and nothing worked. Then he was off to make merry with the more loving females, and the more loose.

Her parents just wept and moaned about how difficult she was being, praying to L-sama while getting drunker than hell for a miracle. Hours went by before a young man walked in, wearing a black and hooded cloak over a black tunic, pants, and boots. It was like a slender Grim Reaper, two swords on either side of his hips. Everything but his right hand and his mouth to the nape of his neck was kept hidden. He looked rather grim, his mouth a thin and serious line.

The parents just watched him approach their daughter, who just stared emotionlessly at him. He stood in front of her for a few seconds, as if he was examining her. Then he walked around her, not really looking at anything. He passed by a window, the moonlight from above halloing his entire form with soft white light. He touched her when he got back in front of her, with his right hand and they could see a ruby decked bracelet was on that wrist and glowing blood red.

The parents saw their daughter actually blink at him, but her emotionless expression remained. The young man nodded then left the room entirely, by vanishing right before their eyes in a haze of blackness.

~ Leila's Chambers ~

Leila stood out on her balcony, where he parents had set her every night in hopes someone would serenade her out of her trance. They'd canceled the ball on account of all the men had found dates and left, leaving nothing for their daughter. They wanted her to marry rich, being as beautiful as she was, but some men wanted affection, real love while most of the other wanted just sex.

Still, when their daughter would just lie there and not respond to anything, the men gave up trying to get her to their beds. Who wanted to sleep with a living dead girl anyway, which was what most men said about her. She didn't speak up, fight them, have orgasms, and let alone gave good kisses. Dead fish kissed better than Leila.

Still, she didn't care, she never did. She didn't even care about the young man that touched her in the gentlest way, the young one in the hood. Leila barely even moved when she heard the noise his teleportation spell had made erupted behind her or when she felt arms wrap around her. "Time to unlock your heart, angel eyes." The young man said, a voice that was different from most. She didn't care, so why bother thinking about how it should affect her?

Leila just went with him back into her room, letting him take off her dress after he shut the balcony door. He didn't feel her, just laid her down on the floor. "You feel nothing….you care for nothing. You are without emotion thanks to Shabranigdo, Demon King. He resides inside you. I am here to take him from you, I know you won't mind, pretty red. I've always liked red-heads, they are truly L-sama's gift to this world." He was saying, his tone a bit whimsical now.

She just stared at the ceiling, hearing him gasp and something dripping on her bare stomach, and then finger stroking the stuff in a pattern. "I know this won't hurt you, but when I release the barriers about your emotions, well, you can kill me if you like or beat me. If you preferred not feeling anything, I'm sorry, but I need this more than you do," he sighed, kissing her forehead," I pledge myself to thee, oh lord of the frozen north. I cleanse myself for thee, oh maiden of the deadly seas. I bleed of my free will for thee, oh mistress of the beasts. The dark power unchallenged of thy ruby-eyed king, with a heart of ice and eternal soul, I praise thee, to launch the becoming of the soul! Divine Hand!"

She blinked as his hand went into her chest, remaining inside for a few seconds before he pulled out a blood-soaked hand and ruby. He left her on the floor to clean it off with her curtains. Leila….felt different. Very different. She felt cold and ashamed right now, naked and on the freezing stone floor with blood on her stomach, the coppery smell making her gag.

Then the warm arms came, lifting her up from the coldness and to her feet. The young man again, he was wearing a strange golden talisman with seven rubies attached to it. He'd also torn down half her curtains. She just stared at him with fear in her eyes, and he smiled. "Sorry, you have no spare linens to clean this mess up. Come on then, the quicker we do this, the better you'll feel." He told her, the voice finally gain description, heavenly, liquid velvet enveloping her soul.

She let him lead her to one of her fancy chairs and sat her down. There was bowl beside her and the young man was shredding up her curtains into wash clothes. When he was done, he held his hands over the bowl and said," Aqua Create!"

Water appeared in the bowl, nearly overflowing onto the floor. He dropped a few of the cloths in and then took them out to clean her stomach off. He didn't touch one part he wasn't supposed to, being extra careful to destroy the blood he'd spilt on her. Once he was done with that, he used the rest of the curtain cloths to dry her off. The young man in black walked back to her dress and picked it up, coming back to hand it to her.

"I may be a man, but a woman of your artistic beauty should not be without clothes in any man's presence. Heavenly things are best to be earned with love, milady. Love you can now find since I have restored your emotions to you. I'll turn around while you dress." He explained quite charmingly, turning around on his heels to give her the time he promised.

Leila did as she was told, staring in sudden awe at the dark clad youth. He made her feel warm, very alive, but safe, like nothing could harm her. And his voice was drowning her in the charm it contained, she wondered if he knew what he did to girls.

When she got her dress on, she didn't tell him to turn around, she simply crept up behind him, putting one cautious arm around his left side. He whirled around in and instant, only to be trapped by the other arm and her emerald eyes. Then, she kissed him.

~

Onyx was a intelligent sort of person, never doing the wrong thing or doing things as quickly as possible unless too much was happening that he didn't care for. He always prided himself on having a cool head when thinking, no matter what was being thrown at him, save for Xellos, but even when the Mazuko was involved he was capable of thinking his way out of trouble. He was never without a plan, for anything.

Right now he was doing a very poor job of self-control and thinking. He really couldn't focus, a beautiful young woman was kissing him, his first kiss. Onyx had spent most of his life after his first death practicing his Nightmare magic and learning from Lei Magnus, the rest had been devoted to stealing Gourry's sword and the Saillune family's ruby piece, and the Daggers took the rest of his time. As much as he'd wanted to, there had been no time for romance.

He'd found this young woman very attractive, her hair like the flame of a candle and eyes as green as emeralds in the moonlight and evergreens during the day. He'd been watching this target for a few days, forgetting his mission for a while just to admire her great beauty. He saw so many men, like moths to her flaming red hair, dare to touch her and get burned, ironically by a cold heart, a heart that did not feel anything. Onyx thought she was very beautiful and had considered he'd try and see her one more time, unless her new heart had gotten lucky after he left.

But no sooner had he released her from her curse, she was kissing him, holding him against her. She was even licking across his lips, as if begging for him to open up and let her taste him. He gave in a minute afterwards, now having a match of tongue wrestling with her as she pulled his shocked body towards the bed. He registered that the bed was getting closer, he was wondering why he cared about that. There was no special condition he had to be in for the resurrection, no one told him that virginity was in the plan. He liked this girl and she seemed to like him.

'What's a few minutes before the storm comes? I miss this part of life.' He thought, vaguely aware that she was lying on the bed, his body draped across hers. Then something the back of his head set off a million alarms, like his brain was on fire. 'I can't do this, she just discovered her heart. This'd be like rape. She's not used to her feelings yet, she's just acting on instinct right now. Stop it, control your damn hormones!' he mentally screamed, yanking himself and lips away from her. He was definitely stronger than she was, sending himself stumbling backwards into a wall. He slumped against it, shaking his head slightly.

Leila was just sitting on the bed, looking at him curiously. "I can't do this to you." He blubbered out, not sure why he was saying it, not for the life of him. It was if every hormone in his body had gotten scared at once and panicked. His cheeks were hot, probably blushing madly at his being so flustered. Then Leila got off the bed and went to him, but he got no kissing. He got a hand, gently touching his chin, then his shoulder, the young woman's eyes searching his body.

'She thinks I hurt myself….how sweet. This just isn't proper right now. She needs more time….so do I, obviously. Damn priest training, getting the best of me again I bet.' He thought, starting a bit as the young woman nuzzled herself in his lap, content that he wasn't hurt.

It was rather nice, the warmth of her body had a calming affect to him. She wasn't prodding or groping, just nestled there like an innocent child. "You're so sweet, Leila. Do you even know if what you feel is right? I'm a dangerous man." He told her. She looked up at him, those sparkling emerald eyes smiling up at him like stars. "I love you. It doesn't matter, you broke the spell on my heart, and my heart is yours. I decided this a long time ago. The man to free me would be the man I'd give my heart to. Please do not forsake me. I could understand all the men I've met throughout my life, I just didn't feel anything, but I understood. They loved the body and that was it, never the voice, never the person trapped inside the piece you took. My parents only wanted me to marry a rich man, one that would fatten their wallets. My curse did not make me stupid, only heartless." She told him, the silvery, honeyed voice making him sigh a bit.

"So, you've been waiting for this night?" he asked, letting the curiosity seep out of his tone. She nodded and smiled openly before kissing lightly on the chin. "I have waited since I came of age. I'm 25 now and I'm free, all thanks to you, my shadowy angel." She breathed, and Onyx couldn't take it anymore, her words making him feel for her.

He kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms protectively around her. Her words were good enough for now, but the truth would be known when she saw him for who he really was and what he truly looked like. 'Could you love Mazuko eyes….or the son of the Dragon Spooker? If you can't, then this will only hurt me more later. I'm used to being ditched over my unusual eyes, but family? Can you love that, Leila, can you? We'll see, my little flame. If not, it was never meant to be. My family is more to me than that.' He thought, unaware in his passions that Leila had pushed his hood off.

Onyx felt a bit cooler, but the heat rising from the kiss he and Leila were share dampened it out. He held her carefully, like a mother holds its child, taking extra care to grace his lips across every soft inch of her jawbone and cheeks. The appreciative sighs and moans she let out made him feel a little better about going a little lower, down her throat, to the nape of her neck, but he kept his hands secure about her waist.

He pulled back from the kiss slowly, taking the last few seconds he had by her lips to lick and nip at them, making her shiver with pleasure. Lifting his head up ever so slightly, he looked right into her eyes, then saw her eyes widen bit, a very wonder filled smiled crossing her perfect ruby lips. "What?" he asked. Her eyes were entranced, like she'd seen the most glorious thing in her life and couldn't get the words out.

"You're eyes are so beautiful….like pure sapphires. You're an angel from heaven, aren't you?" she said, the reality of it all crashing down into him like a castle. He swiftly grabbed at his hood and tried to yank it up, but she stopped him, her emerald orbs glittering radiantly at him. "I said they were beautiful, not ugly or frightening. Whoever you are, you're the most beautiful man I've ever seen." She breathed out, kissing him passionately before he could get his hood up. He forgot about his hood for the next ten minutes. He and Leila were sprawled on the floor kissing each other like reunited lovers, tears streaming down Onyx's pale face.

~

"You're sure? What if you find someone else with your new emotions?" Onyx asked tentatively. Leila just smiled, holding her luggage up at him fiercely. "I love you, that's all that matters. I will know you by your eyes. I understand that if you give me you're name, you'll be found out. If this quest must be done, so be it. I will wait for you in Sakura. And then, I will take away your purity, as you will mine, my love. I would wait forever for you." She grinned, looking almost mischievous about it. He blushed, feeling better that she couldn't see it with his hood back on.

'Good, I like spirit. And she doesn't mind my eyes….smart girl too. But I won't have time for her until I complete my mission. Then, precious Leila, I'll devote every hour to you….in my own special way.' He thought pleasantly, flashing her a charming grin.

"All right then. Now, I'll meet you in the bathhouse when I'm all done, just be there every afternoon. I promise you'll be the only one I have my eyes on. I can't say the same for my friend, but then again, he doesn't know you and I do. Its all pretty aesthetic, really. If you don't think so or grow tired of me, I can send you wherever you wish. You never have to see me again." He told her, and she stepped on his foot.

"Ow, what was that for?" he griped, clutching his bruised foot. "For selling yourself short. If I can love those cute little Mazuko eyes of yours, I can love your habits too." She giggled.

"I'm not a Mazuko. I may have the eyes, but I'm not a Mazuko. Ich, you called me an angel before. I thought you didn't know what the Mazuko were." He grumbled, trying to say it in a teasing manner. She smiled. "As I said, I am not a fool. Just because I didn't feel anything doesn't mean I didn't learn in school or read books. On your face, Mazuko eyes are very beautiful. Come on now. Send me to this shrine. The sooner you do, the sooner your quest can be fulfilled."

"Remember, my eyes are a secret for now….then I'll be able to get back to you in one perfect piece. Here we go!" He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her quickly, kissing her hard as the teleportation spell took effect.

~ Sakura Village ~

Onyx put a sleep spell on Leila when they arrived and placed her in one of the vacant bed for weak travelers. A simple illusion spell of an elderly priest and he was able to fool the guards and clergy into thinking she was a new traveler who wanted to settle in town, but was so tired and weak that she fainted upon arriving.

It worked like a charm and the priestesses and priests, all new to Onyx's eyes, rushed to check on her. He took the distraction well, taking his leave of the shrine and the town. He started running once he left town, running for place he'd not seen in years. Teleporting from town to town was tiring, but well worth it to ensure his lady love's safety, and for other reasons.

Minutes passed by, but not as swiftly as Onyx could run. He was at his childhood home in no time flat, his body coming to complete halt when he saw the familiar outline of the simple cottage. The door was shut and windows were boarded up, the flowers that had once surrounded the house and decorated the windows long dead.

'Luna….you killed them so many times, over me. They let everything die with me….but not anymore. I'm going to make it up to them with your death….maybe then I can tell them the truth, if they are still willing to listen.' He thought, running back into the woods towards the valley he'd been slain in.

Upon reaching it, he slowed his pace, finding that even in the night the valley was still rich with life and beauteous nature. Flowers were all budded up, waiting for the rays of sunlight to tell them to bloom their wondrous colors and scents. The grass was a dark green sea, calm and tranquil as it shimmered from the moonlight raining down from above.

Then something caught his eye, a glint of gray and white in the light of the moon, like a large hunk of carved out stone. He moved towards it, his heart suddenly beating rapidly as he got closer and closer.

"Hiero Inverse…..In Loving Memory. Hmmm, this is the spot where Luna thought she got me. They must have buried the ashes. I bet they cried their eyes out that day and the days to follow. Such pain, such suffering….it was all a delight to you, Luna. The murder of my family's hearts, their souls. I won't let you win, I never let anyone I hate win," he hissed out, biting his lip hard," You're going to writhe in agony, one who thinks she's so holy because she is a Knight of the great Flare Dragon Cephied. Gods and goddesses mean nothing to me, they never have and never will. You cross me and I'll hunt you down. There is only me, I follow my own path and this is something I have to do, for all of our sakes."

Onyx teleported away, leaving only his boot prints in the grass, a drop of blood slowing sinking into the dark green tendrils that covered the empty grave.

To be Continued….