Teen Titans Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ Fight for love ❯ Completelly unexpected developments ( Chapter 3 )
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Chapter 3 Completelly unexpected developments
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A week had passed by for the residents of Hinatasou. A week filled with
pain embarassment and negitive reinforcement upon one Keitaro
Urashima and Brian Chattillon.
However unbeknownst to the abusers per-se a demon did infact dwell
within the newest resident. Brian's darker psyche was getting relitivelly
pissed off with being made a scapegoat and punching bag for the
residents. and unlike Keitaro whom could get some positive
reinforcement AKA Tsuruko Aoyama. Brian had to endure spitefull
slings and putdowns without a break for some sorely needed ego
stroking or appreciation.
Anyone with a dumb ass veiw on psychology would realise that such
negitive reinforing would not be advisable to institute upon a meantally
disturberd man like Brian without some serious and far reaching
consiquences that would land all his abusers in a situation that they
couldn't get out of to save their hypocrytical asssess. Brian had just
gone critical mass and Darksoul was slavering at the bit to get his
pseudo claws into his abusers and make them wish that their mother's
never spread their lilly white thighs for their fathers.
Brian's gaze held firm with the only girl in the room he was occuying.
Motoko Aoyama felt a chilling sensation skitter down her spine as she
noted that the eyes of the resident redhead was no longer filled with
softness nor were they blue anymore. A cold dispasionite green his
eyes were at this point in time.
"Well well well? Look what the cat dragged in. I've been DYING to
meet you, bitch! My name is Darksoul you could call me the repressed
and evil part of Brian's soul. Oh yeah? I'm immortal too bitch like ALL
souls are. You cannot kill me, only problem is? Well you see I differ
from other souls as MY job is to make sure bitches like you and
others pay the price for your transgressions. You abused the path
of the samurai by striking an innocent soul in anger pride and
stupidity CONTINUALLY. And that makes me HAPPYbecause
from now on bitch? I OWN YOU! Mwahahahahahaha!"
Brian's normal tone was darker tainted with hatered as his green
eyes flared in cruel intent Darksoul looked at the kendoist up and
down his eyes ablaze in unholy anger.
"From now on bitch? I call the shots here! Unless you want to fuck
my sword or want it jammed up that ass of yours right up to the hilt,
and I bury your hypocrytical body in the back yard. Maybe I will bring
you back from the dead as my loyal unholy servant. So what's it going to
be Girl? You going to play the 'All men are scum and I am a lesbian' card.
The 'I am right no matter what' card? Or are you going to do something
fucking original and admit your faults asnd rectify your mistakes. I am
offering you a once in a lifetime oppurtunity to rectify your actions
and reassess your options as well as getting your affairs in order. Whilst
you are still living and on your own perogotive. Or I could simply ignore
you and return the favour. Like the saying goes? An eye for an eye a
tooth for a tooth BITCH!"
Darksoul ranted in an amused way as he sensed a rising fear in the
samurai's aura He then nodded to the sword beside him.
"Brian fed me a lot of his darkness channeling it into my steel prison.
He brought it as a conuit to seal away his less then productive dark side.
Thus ergo he TRAPPED me into that blade. But whenever Brian 'losses it'
his grasp on his self? Then get to come out to play! Feh. Unlike Brian
I play by Brian's rules but WAYYYY twisted. Think of me as a really
fucked up version of Freddy Kruger? Only this ain't Springwood and you
ain't dreaming! You belong to me now bitch and coincidentilly to Brian
in a major way, Sweetcheeks. You better be really fucking nice to me
bitch lest you want an innocent soul to be rotting in hell on your Karma.
You see. Unlike MOST souls This little black duck's is INNOCENT.
I am a psychological construct bitch. If I bite the dust whilst still
in control of this body? Then my dear girl you will be sending an
innocent soul to the netherrealm. Ain't I a real stinker? a right bastard.
Aww is the little baby going to cry now."
Darksoul stated baitinglly toward the less than stoic samurai goading
the girl to do something rash that would come back to haunt her down
the track of time.
Motoko narrowed her eyes to slits as she observed this perverted psyche.
*He is delibeately antagonising me into attacking him. I have been foolish
not too see it before. I have shamed my ancestors by being blinded with
pride and arrogance. Two can pay this game and I will see this demon's
hold upon Brian's soul forfeit*
Motoko looked placid and calm as she eyed Darksoul sedately.
"I don't and never shall belong to a creature of your ilk. You are a
perversion of nature that should not be here in the living. You do
not and never shall own anything! You are a phantom of what may
come to be? But your future is founded upon baseless facts and lies.
I will submit to all of Brian both good and dark but never to a creature
that is parasitic in nature like you are. I know one thing. You are a
demon and not Brian or his darker aspect. Leave whilst you have the
chance or I shall excorcise you with the power vested within my own
soul, so that you will be uncleaved from his soul."
Motoko stated in a determined unflinching tone.
Brian's expression twisted into a visage of smug loathing and hate.
"I've been here a long time bitch. All you girls do is FEED me more
power thanks to your actions. I have grown STRONGER than ever
before. Not even that damn Taoist monk could ever reseal me into
that prison ever again. I have waited for over 1000 years to be free!
Now that I am it will take more than a blood deluted offspring to
thwart my goals! Besides I can assure you, anyone tries anything
funny?And Shinobu Mahara will be the very first casualty."
It was then the green eyes vanished and a foul gren aura returned
to the sword. Motoko glanced at the sword with disgust as she then
made sure Brian was well away from the possessed blade.
"Chattillon-San that was foolish. Do you not know the blade was
possessed by an entity of pure manevolence."
Motoko berated the redhead terselly.
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Brian looked at Motoko uncertainlly.
"If my sword was possessed of an evil spirit? I would definitelly know
about it I think maybe your starting to imagine things? Demons exist in
this day and age? I hardly think THAT particular feat is possable. I
mean come on. It's rather highly unlikeley that a demon would possess
a sword even by the furtherest stretch of the imagination. Demons
would be most likeley to possess a being that has freedom of movement!
It just doesn't make sense that a demon would possess an inanimate
object."
Brian stated with a tone of disbelief and healthy dose of scorn. All the
information he had ever read or looked up on demons heavilly leaned
upon possession of sentient beings that had limbs or free movement.
Seldom was the case of a demon possessing an inanimate object. It was
that damn RARE and unheard of. The ONLY demons capable of doing
such underhanded tactics were demon lords or the ruler of hell itself.
Shaking his head he looked at Motoko and sighed.
"The day a demon possesses my sword is the day you will be my servant
or Shinobu decides that being a good little girl gets nowhere and trys to
get into my pants? And THAT scenario AIN'T gunna happen, as there is
no way in hell Shinobu is a dirty little slut that thinks with her pussy!
Or want's to be owned by me."
Brian stated in a heavy tone of disbelief. The sword glinted in the room
a sickly green aura .
*Never tempt me mortal. And there is a saying? Be carefull what you say
as there is allways someone listening in and waiting to exploit the simplest
and vaugest of weaknesses*
The demon thought manevolentlly as it had gone trough Brian's strengths
and weaknesses to minute detail knowing what made him tick what his
vices were EVERYTHING about him.
It knew Brian had issues and most assuredlly every weak spot within
his psycological makeup. The main weakness love Brian never was
exposed to unconditional love of any aspect. And it knew that THIS
was the best form of attack ALL it had too do was bide it's time
then it would strike it's main target was now identified. Shinobu
Maehara the ultimate hiding place the one being no-one would
suspect of holding a demon responsible for many unnamable crimes
against nature and good.
Brian merelly arched a brow at Motoko and shook his head.
"Uh Motoko, are your breast bindings too tight? Never mind.
Not like you would feel better having me compliment your body?
Anyone can tell your either a dedicated swordswoman, or a closet
lesbian in denial! With the way you treat Keitaro and men in general
I hedge my bets on the latter."
Brian stated toward the kendoist in a sarcatic monotone.
Motoko's expression showed how deeply that comment hurt her
emotionally.
"I am NOT a lesbian! If I must I would prefer your company to
Urashima's as you have yet to do anything perverted in the least."
She stated in a disturbed embarassed tone.
*His logic is flawed! I respect Naru-San and others I am not in the
least bit interested in seducing a woman to my bed. THAT would
be perverted! Kami-Sama created two sexes for a reason. It is beneath
me to rise to this baiting. But I will NOT be labeled an abusive
hypocryte of a woman scared of her own sexuality and feelings*
The kendoist thought to herself in exasperation albeit in one way it was
terribly cliche and ironic as by some standards of thought that is exactly
what she was.
Brian faced Motoko and looked at her in a plainly disbeliving expression.
"If you call using a fucking Katana sword against me Liking me? I would
hate to see what you do to me if you LOVE me! I don't think would
survive the abuse!"
Brian spat out bitter and narroweed his eyes in suspicion as he then
flipped through a porn magazine entitled 'Barely Leagal babes'
Motoko arched a brow and shook her head in a saddened way.
"Why bother with slutty pictures. Are you a man or are you a eunich."
She stated in a disgusted tone as she saw the magazine in question.
Brian looked up at her and sneered.
"What you offering yourself as a test subject for my repressed sexual
desires? You wouldn't have the guts! Your too much of a coward
hiding behind that sword like it's Kami-Sama himself. Oh I forget it's
FAMILY tradition! I know THAT is a lie your sister for example is
not a man hating bitch queen like you are! Do you know I could
of sent you to prison for a LONG time? Aggrivated assult with a
deadly weapon with the intent to cause grevious bodilly harm.
By the time you get out you would be past your prime as a woman
AND martial artist! No martial artist worth their salt would EVER
attack a less skilled opponent for bullshit reasons."
Brian snorted in disgust.
"You shame your family honor as well as your own with your actions
against me and Keitaro! Keitaro isn't a pervert. He's just unlucky and
clumsy as hell. All you girls here are nothing but abusive hypocrytes
too blind too see your faults. Hell I know I am no saint myself? But you
don't see ME doing the crap you pull every fucking day. How would
YOU like it if I did the same things you and Naru did to Keitaro ON
YOU!!!"
Brian stated in a deadly calm tone.
"Naru is a hypocryte and a user of the worst order! She strings Keitaro
along when he is interested in another woman? A REAL Woman named
Tsuruko Aoyama. You LOST your chance to BE with Keitaro because
of your pride. I thank Kami for that At least Tsuruko doesn't abuse him
like you bitch queens do."
Brian ranted at the stoic samurai whom allowed a single tear to fall from
her eyes.
*Is that what Keitaro thinks of us? Ugly heartless monsters! Brian do
you think me so vile that you cannot see that I am a woman? One with
feelings and a soul.*
She thought in a conflicted way as she saw the look of hatered and
scorn within the redhead's expressive blue eyes. No longer did they
have a faint twinkle of love in them just for her. All that was there
was a coldness that set her on a defensive edge.
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Motoko looked at Brian
"What if I wanted to feel like, I was something special to you."
She stated in a soft tone although there was a healthy dose of sarcasm
within it Brian looked at the young woman with a suprised glance breifly
then a look of suspision and distrust was seen upon his face and within
his eyes.
"Don't flatter your ego! Sure your a beautiful busty girl but on the inside
you must be ugly! The only thing you show me is abuse and the edge of
your sword. THAT is not love. THAT is contempt and emasculation
abuse! You don't want a real man in your life but a dog or some
spineless wimp that bends to your stupid whims. This is NOT the
Meji era but current days. Hell if YOU were in the Meji era you
would be dead. NO woman is Samurai You would be killed for even
weilding a blade as you do? Women were considered with some
noble station BUT it was MEN that were warriors. You hold dear
a code that objectifies the man's station in life. And here you call
Myself and Urashima perverted hypocrytes! It's a MAN's job to
be a warrior. How many official Samurai in the meji era or any have
been women....NONE! Women have been fighters yes but not
hero's Take a look in human history of Japan China and the martial
arts. Women have been known to be sly tricxksters and deceivers
using their body and mind to subjigate and blackmail hero's and
warriors. Naru is a prime example of the deviousness and spitefullness
of women! She leads men on to get what she wants and abuses them
for no reason but to make her feel good about herself? Simmilar to
what you do Aoyama."
Brian stated in a leaden tone
"That's my veiw on things! A different one of course."
Brian stated acidly as he looked at Motoko.
"I bet if I touched you right now whether it be on your shoulder or
your breast? You would attack me first and ask questions later! I
despise girls of that nature. Those that don't have common sense to
think for themselves and think on all angles. Was it a touch of love?
Or a touch to garner attention to a question? Think girl which will it
be."
Brian snorted as he stated that and looked at her dead in the eye.
"Are you brave enough to be considered mine? Ort are you a coward
that shies away from true strength of charater? It takes more strength
and inner fortitude to be considered a crazy persons 'property' than it
does being a swordswoman. Then again it takes more true courage
to be BOTH!"
Brian finished his speil giving Motoko a way out and showing her he
wasn't a complete bastard. Shaking his head he waved her off.
"Forget about it? It's obviouslly too much for a simple girl like you."
Brian stated dismissivelly as he oggled the centrefold one Raven Roth.
"Oh yeah! Show me the money baby? That is so hot!"
The redhead stated with a twitching eyebrow as he gazed longinglly
at the pale grey skinned demoness in all her nude glory.
Motoko glanced down at the offending picture and a surge of oddly
enough Jealousy spread through her heart as she eyed the beautiful
Azaranthian's pictorial critically.
*Grrr howe dare he objectify a demon hybrid! My breasts are way
bigger and am more diciplined than her in body*
She thought with a sligtly bias tone as she hated to admit that the 16
year old Azaranthian was giving her a run for her money by capturing
Brian's perverted appeal on her body.
After a few minutes Brian set aside the adult magazine underneath the
sword rack that held the blade that housed a demon. Brian looked at
the clock on his side of the room and snorted.
"Well I guess it's off to work for me. By the way I do like your looks
Motoko nice ass and features. Pity about the overly judgemental
aspect you have and jumping too conclusions aspect. Other than
that I would be seriouslly considering jumping your bones and
making you my number one girlfreind or lover. The best you can
hope for now is the role of servant or bodygaurd? Because quite
frankly I don't believe I can trust you with my heart at this moment
in time. You have proven yourself untrustworthy Vain and quite
self centred. That's a real pity as there are many aspects about you
and your persona that I have really fallen for in a serious way. It pains
me to think I have fallen in a state of love with such a hypocryte. Sure
I don't know alot about your reasons for hating men. But How can I
ever trust such an abusive woman like you or Naru with my heart.
The only other person in Hinatasou that comes close to holding
the same place as you in my heart is Shinobu Maehara and that's
just plain pathetic on my part. I am old enough to be her goddamn
biological father. That's just plain perverted the way I feel about her."
Brian stated as he walked out the room leaving a wide eyed Motoko
*He has feelings for Shinobu. Like he does me?*
Motoko furrowed her brow as she went out her room and began her
katas out the back to reign in and analyse her thoughts A clear mind
and focused objective was more practical and less destructive.
The sword glowed green as the demon inside it tittered as it sensed
a pressence within the room a presense that it felt before. It bode it's
time as the presense came ever so closer.
Shinobu Maehara flushed slightlly as he stared down at the
pornographic material more pertinantlly the centrefold of the
afformentioned magazine that Brian left out unintentionally.
"Auu Sempaii? Does thias mean you might like me? I am simmilar to her
in appearance. Save the fact I don't have grey skin."
The curious albeity timid girl whispered in a hushed tone as she felt a
tingling 'down there' at the thought that the strange sullen redhead
thought her worthy of having fantasies about.
She bent down to pick up the magazne and put it away when she was
envceloped by a sickly green mist, since the girl in question had litle
resistance to demonotic possession and was indeed submissive.
She couldn't discern that she had picked up a demonotic hitch hiker.
Her gentle lips curled into a sly secretive smile
"So sorry Roth, but your pussy is going to be starved for his
attentions now. Why would he fantasise about you? Especially
when he could have a sweet little pussy like mine."
She stated in a somewhat jealous way as she placed the magazine
with the other hentai magazines depicting beautiful busty game
charaters and anime girls. Here Shinobu's eyes glittered in sly triumph.
"You girls and women will be starved for Brian-Sama's attentions!
Because he is going to be showing al his attentions to my hot little
body and Motoko's if I have my way. You don't deserve any attention
from him or his lusts. Your all yesterdays news girls."
She stated with assurance byond her years as the demon ridiculed
the images and Shinobu left the room after setting Brian's side of it
to order. All without knowing she had picked up a demon lord
(Actually a female lord at that) in the process. Things were going
to be very different in the long run as this particular demon not only
had issues with the Aoyama family but it had a perverted interest
with Brian that was extremely unhealthy. It wanted Brian as it's mate.
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Uh Oh! Seems like trouble is around the corner. The demon is an old
a interest in manipulation and wants Brian. This is far from benificial.
I wonder though WHY does Motoko not recognise the demon per se.
(Witch I highly doubt) This could turn out to be akward anbd dangerous.
