Utena, Revolutionary Girl Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Soaked and Honor Bound ❯ Chapter 25

Part Twenty-four: Tokyo Twelve

Anthy all but charged down the hallway away from the suite, heading for the stairway again. She took the steps two at a time, her fury driving her onward to the top. The door to the roof slammed open with a very satisfying bang, and she froze, gazing at the two figures laying there on the rooftop in a tangle of pale limbs.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Anthy blurted out angrily.

Juri rose up smoothly, her long, lean body exposed to the moonlight, her long orange hair flowing around her. "If you don't know that," she said with a wry smile, "then I'm certainly not the one to explain it to you."

"Juri," Utena gently scolded her as she grabbed for her top. She pulled it on to give her some cover as she looked over at Anthy, "I didn't mean for you to find out like this."

Anthy met her eyes, her gaze shimmering with anger, "If you felt this way for her, why didn't you tell me?" She shot a glare at Juri, "If you had told me, we could have..."

"Do you want to talk to her alone," Juri ignored Anthy to softly ask Utena, "or do you want me to stick around?"

"Stay," was Utena's quiet answer. She looked up to meet Anthy's intense gaze, "I don't think I realized how much I felt for her myself, not until we..."

"Oh. of course," Anthy spat out angrily. She fixed Juri with a look that might have killed a lesser person and cried, "This is all your fault. You seduced her once before, and now you're using that again to try and hold on to her!" Anthy didn't even see Utena move she was that fast, the slap to her cheek sudden and stinging.

"Don't you dare say that about her," Utena said crisply. Her eyes darkened, "Juri may have started it, but I most willingly went along." With more regret in her voice she continued, "If you want to blame anyone, Anthy, blame me."

Anthy's hand was held to her cheek, feeling the throbbing there. "Why not me, Utena?" Anthy finally had to ask, "Why her, and not me?" She remembered Wakaba saying something similar, and her lips twisted in bitter memory.

"You're good," Utena said to her softly, hesitantly reaching for her only to have Anthy step away. "I didn't want to... sully you."

Anthy looked at her, then began to laugh. It wasn't a pleasant laugh, and it didn't last very long. "You have no clue," Anthy shook her head. Her eyes glittered, "Do you know of all the lovers I took before I met you? Of the life I lived then?"

"I..." Utena trailed off.

"And now you never will," Anthy said to Utena softly. The dark skinned vampiress looked at her for a moment, long purple hair blowing around her face, then she turned around silently and disappeared down the stairway.

There was a long moment of silence on the roof. "Thank you for defending me," Juri murmured as she began to pull her own clothes on, "No one's ever done that for me before."

A single, blood red tear streaked down Utena's face, but she didn't seem to notice it. "You're welcome," she sighed, and reached down to grab her panties from the roof. The two women got dressed quickly, pulling on their clothes, then descended the steps.

"Now we get to tell the rest of them," Juri smiled wryly.

Ruka and Shiori weren't terribly surprised, of course. Wakaba had the oddest look on her face, and Utena's harem seemed to take all of it quite well. In fact, most of them were give Juri some rather... thoughtful looks.

'I don't want to know,' Utena quickly decided.

There was a noise from Utena's bedroom, and Anthy emerged carrying her one suitcase. "Anthy," Wakaba looked over at her in surprise, "what are you..."

"I'm leaving," Anthy cut her off crisply. She looked over at Utena, "I'll be back for the party tomorrow, in case Ms. Ohtori shows up."

Anthy took a few steps towards the door before Utena could find her voice and ask, "Where are you going to go?"

"I have a friend that I think will put me up," Anthy didn't turn to look at Utena as she answered. The door opened and shut quickly, and she was gone.

"It seems she didn't take it well," Shiori smiled slightly.

"I'm glad you're not upset," Juri looked down at Shiori thoughtfully, gazing into the purple haired girl's apparently innocent eyes.

"As long as you're happy, Juri-sama," Shiori smiled up sweetly.

Utena looked over at Shiori and felt that odd sense of unease once again. She shook her head, silently hoping that Anthy would be all right...

In a luxurious hotel across town, Integra Hellsing paused in the doorway with a slight smile. Her night gown was an older style, concealing her lean body, her silvery gray hair flowing over her shoulders. As she moved forward her glasses caught the light, taking a puff from her cigar before crushing it out in an nearby ashtray.

Victoria Ceres sat up on the bed, her own blonde hair messed gently. The smaller vampire dressed in more delicate night clothes smiled slightly as Integra walked towards her, softly murmuring, "You're beautiful."

"So are you," Integra smiled back.

Integra once had grave concerns about Arucard transforming the police girl, but over the years the woman had proved her worth. In the field she was remarkably capable, but in some ways she valued the bed-partner that Ceres had become even more. She was marvelously imaginative, tireless, and oddly safe. Both knew that their affair could be ended at any time, so they embraced each and every moment that they could.

As Integra slid down onto the bed beside her Victoria murmured, "You and Anthy, you were once lovers, right?"

"Yes," Integra shivered a bit as Victoria pushed the robe off her shoulder, kissing bare flesh, "how did you know?"

"After we met her at the bar," Victoria sighed happily, gentle hands stroking her pale arms, "you were so excited." She gave her wicked smile, "You were remembering what happened between you when we were talking?"

"Yes," Integra conceded it softly, shivering slightly as sharp fangs gently grazed her skin, cool flesh pressing against her own.

"What was she like?" Victoria asked, feeling certain hungers rise as Integra pressed her warm flesh against her body.

"She was..." Integra started to say, when the doorbell rang. Both woman swore softly.

"Do you want me to get it?" Victoria asked politely.

"No," Integra sat up, pulling her robe around her once again, "it might be official business, and they'd be a bit startled if you answered it." She strode out, anger providing some speed to her step, silently vowing that if it was a foolish request the person was going to pay dearly. She whipped the door open on the next ring, only to freeze in surprise.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Anthy smiled a bit wryly, her purple hair oddly messy, so unlike the neat bun she normally wore it in.

"Anthy," Integra blinked. She narrowed her eyes, quickly taking in the signs of distress on her face to sharply ask, "What's wrong?"

"Sharp as ever," Anthy murmured softly. She smiled a bit reluctantly, "Let's just say that I've had to change my living arrangements." She took a nervous breath, "Did you mean it, when you told me I could call on your help?"

'Not quite the way I meant,' Integra thought as she moved aside to clear the doorway. "Come on in," Integra waved, "you can take the couch."

"Thank you," Anthy picked up her suitcase and went inside. As she passed Integra she caught the trace of a familiar scent and her lips twitched slightly, "It seems you have company. I'm doubly sorry to be intruding, then."

Hearing the voice Victoria had ventured out into the living room, tossing a robe over her nightie. "Not your fault," the blonde offered. She smiled at the two, "Grab a seat and start catching up, and I'll get some tea."

Integra felt an odd degree of unease, gazing at Anthy as she took a seat across from her. She wasn't used to dealing with others emotional problems, but that seemed to be what was troubling Anthy. "What happened?" Integra finally asked her softly.

"I was... living with someone," Anthy finally answered her after a long moment of silence, "but it seems that she's in love with someone else."

"Then she's a fool," Victoria said calmly as she carried a tray in. She set a cup of tea in front of Integra, but the cup she gave Anthy had a thicker fluid. At the woman's questioning glance Victoria explained, "Blood, with a bit of rum added. I thought you could use it."

"Thank you," Anthy smiled, taking a long drink. Victoria moved over to sit beside Integra, settling there before taking a drink from her own cup. She saw the intimacy of their posture and smiled, "You're lovers, aren't you?"

Integra nodded slightly, reaching over to take Victoria's hand. "Yes, we are," she agreed quietly. She smiled as Anthy calmly drank, "You don't seem too surprised."

"I remember our time together," Anthy agreed. She smiled suddenly, looking over at Victoria curiously, "Is she as... inventive, as she used to be?"

Victoria laughed suddenly, "I'd say so."

"Hey!" Integra scowled, somehow not coming across quite so fierce while dressed only in her night gown and robe.

Victoria hesitated a moment, taking in how Anthy and Integra were reacting to each other. There was an odd intimacy there, even with all the time that had passed between them, and she smiled, squeezing Integra's hand. "I was thinking we should get back to what we were doing," she said to Integra softly, her voice dropping seductively.

Integra gazed at her in surprise, then over at Anthy. "But what about..."

Victoria smiled at Anthy slyly, "Would you care to join us?"

Anthy gaped at the blonde in surprise, startled by her sheer nerve. Integra was actually blushing slightly, but oddly the fierce leader of the Royal Order wasn't protesting, either. Anthy found herself smiling back and looking at Integra, "Would you mind?"

Integra rose to her feet, pulling Victoria up beside her, then she offered Anthy her hand, "I'd love to." She grinned, "Maybe you've learned some new tricks since we last did this."

The three young women walked back to the bedroom as Anthy smiled slightly, "Oh, I've picked up a few things here and there."

To be continued...