Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Rapture Like Blood ❯ Forbidden Taste ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Three: Forbidden Taste:
Anna had to know about her current condition. Tsuzuki found his way
back to Kimoto Manor that evening. He took in a breath and knocked
on the door. The man blinked when Jules greeted him.
"Uh… is Anna in?" he asked.
"Who's asking?" the girl asked.
"I'm her boyfriend," Tsuzuki replied. The girl said nothing at
first.
"She's in her room," Jules said.
"Okay…" Tsuzuki mumbled. Jules sneered as he stared at
her.
"What?" she asked. The shinigami shook his head.
"Nothing, nothing," he lied. The man hurried down the hall. When he
came to Anna's room, Tsuzuki knocked on the door.
"It's open," his woman said. Tsuzuki slid open the door and went
inside. He found Anna sitting on her bed. She smiled in the
darkness.
"Hey there," she said. Tsuzuki closed the door behind him.
"Who was that at the door?" he asked.
"Seita's school friend," she said. "She came over for dinner."
Tsuzuki gave her a puzzled look on his face.
"Why is she still here?" he asked.
"Dunno," Anna replied, shaking her head as she shrugged.
"I see," the shinigami replied with suspicion in his tone.
"Don't worry about it,” Anna said, waving him off.
“Anything else?" Tsuzuki thought about her question.
"Oh, yes, is your laptop on?" he asked.
Anna raised an eyebrow at him. "Why?"
"I need to show you something." Tsuzuki walked over to her laptop
and moved the mouse.
"Hang on, let me log in," Anna said. She crawled off her futon and
went to her desk. Once logged in, Tsuzuki plugged in the flash
drive. He pulled up the charts.
"This is Daisuke-san's shield back in March," he said.
"Okay," Anna replied. Tsuzuki pulled up the second chart.
"Alright… what?" Anna asked, squinting her eyes. Tsuzuki
turned to her.
"The shield is breaking down," he summed up. The woman looked
confused.
"How? Why?" she asked.
"When you almost died," he said.
"Like when I was flogged?" she asked.
"Yes," he replied.
Anna nodded slowly. "I see." She sat down on her futon. Tsuzuki
looked at her.
"You alright?" he asked. She didn't speak as she got lost in her
thoughts.
The shinigami became puzzled. "Anna? Are you okay?"
"This is my chance…"
"Your what?"
Her eyes moved towards him in the dark. "I have a chance to fight
back now."
"What?" Tsuzuki began to get her drift. He shook his head. "No! No,
no!"
Anna gave him an innocent look. "What, Asato-kun?"
He crawled over to her. "Don't do it!"
"Do what?" She pulled him in for a kiss.
Tsuzuki tried to resist her. "What I think you'll do."
Anna giggled. "What do you think I'll do?" She kissed him again on
the lips, but Tsuzuki pushed her off.
"I'm serious!" he protested.
Anna put her arms around his neck. "Don't worry, I won't be like
them."
"You don't know that," Tsuzuki told her.
She gave him another kiss. "Don't you trust me?"
"Well yes, but…" the shinigami whispered.
She kissed him on the tip of his nose. "Okay then, there is nothing
to worry about. I will be fine."
"But why do you want to free your kitsune so badly, huh?" He kissed
her on the lips as he asked her.
"Mmm, because, I want to defend myself. I don't want to be
deadweight to you guys."
"Aww, you're not deadweight," Tsuzuki cooed.
"But I don't want to be," Anna told him.
"There are other ways to defend yourself," Tsuzuki said, running
his fingers through her hair. Anna raised an eyebrow at him.
"How?" she asked.
He played with her hair as he kissed her again. "You'll find
something. You're a smart woman."
"Mmm," she murmured. They shared another kiss.
"Just…" he said at her lips.
"Just what?" his girlfriend asked.
Tsuzuki gently nuzzled Anna's ear. "Be careful with whatever you
choose. Don't lose yourself. We still have to get married."
Anna gave him a little smile. "Of course, I know we do. I'm not
going to stand you up." She kissed him on the lips again. He
chuckled at her.
"I will hold you to that promise," the shinigami said.
"Do as you will," his beloved playfully challenged him. The kissing
increased as she pushed him back on her futon. He even stuck in
some groping. She's still going to break the shield. He knows that
he can't stop her, but at least he can distract his lady love for
the time being. After that, as far as he knew, he better get ready
for an uphill tango.