Locked Within

Disclaimer: I live in a bowl in seeming hot water... not a dog house!!! For the last time people...

Author’s note: Ummm... Okay... ^^; I got a very weird review the other day from crusadergirl. Whom I thought was casuigirl, who sends message to me on Gaia Online. Ashikarazu to both of the girls. Anyhoo the answers for crusadergirl:

#1: I do use spell check!! It is possible that I'm using the wrong words again... Or the fact that I’m using words that aren’t that common.

#2: Well people do that. Mostly as a joke. If you noticed that Chrono doesn’t give Rosette a pet-name.

#3: I wasn't sure that I should of done that. At first he was just going to be 9 inches. But then I thought that in child birth the vagina gets to be 10-11 inches in diameter, and it is about 10-12 inches channel... So it is possible...

#4: Yes I do know that. But considering his dick is... a demon’s dick and is larger than a human’s. So wouldn't it be natural that his sperm to be larger and have a higher count than a human dude's? Their still microscopic just a bit bigger microscopic...:? Did that mack scenes?

MisoGirl: I’m sleepy...
Setsuka: Ya... well... I’m bored.
Shader: Aren’t you supposed to be in ‘Land of the Sun’?
Se: Ya well un like you I’m not been doing stuff lately...
S: (looks confused) What’s that supposed to mean? I’m not in her fics! I jut talk to her and give her cats!
Se: Ya... well... All I do is have my way with people in my fic! ( long vacant stare) O–KAY... That made me sound like a rapist... (sweat drop)
S: Ya, it kinda did. But on the plus side, you got that hot priest getting wood over you!
Se: Ya, that is a plus... if you ignore the fact that he can’t form a sentence around me...
S: That doesn’t make any cents. He’s a major flirt at the Order!!
Se: Your right! That doesn’t make any cents!! (Looks at MG) Aren’t you going to explain that?!
S: (looks at MG at the same time) Ya aren’t you going to do that?!
MG: ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz(sleeping on the keyboard in a puddle of drool)
S: ...
Se: ...
S: ... (blinks)
Se: (pulls out a felt pen out of no where) Lets draw on her face!
S: O–KAY!!

VOCABULARY:
scenist: adjective 1: relating to impressive or beautiful natural scenery. 2: relating to theatrical scenery. 3: (of a picture) representing an incident
-DERIVATIVES scenically > adverb.
embonpoint: adjective plump and rounded


Locked Within
Chapter Seven
Circle of Life


He collapsed on top of her, sweating and panting, breathing in the scenist angle scent beneath him made his shaft harden once more as her delicate fingers ran through the small hairs on his neck. The small demon pulled her tender legs around his waist and rammed back into her cavern. He kept one hand on her mid-section, hoping that sending his aura would protect his unborn child. Cursing his demonic need and youthful lust. If he made love to her too hard or too long she could miscarry, but if he didn’t he could very well jump her when she’s heavily pregnant or worst... when she just gave birth to the half demon infant. That could mean he’ll injure her womb and cause her to be barren for life!
The devil arched his back as he came again and she felt his insanely large seed spill inside her once more. Rosette knew it wasn’t that big, it just felt like that. She didn’t knew if it was because this was all new to her, or the fact that Chrono was a demon with a monster sized dick. It could be just the fact that she became hyper sensitive when he screwed her practicality all night and ever since she woke up a second time today.
She rolled her head to the side on a deep sigh and heard her demon moan and started an new rhythm. The woman felt the man-ish boy swoop down and kissed her neck passionately. She knew that his reaction was do to how the setting sun’s golden-orange light hitting her body rekindled the fire within him.
Her throat clapped shut and her strength to speak zapped strait out of her. The former nun wanted to beg him to stop. Not that it didn’t feel good, no just the opposite. It made her fell loved and beautiful. But she felt like her veins would explode, her brain turned to mush and would seep out her ears. *He wasn’t kidding when he said he’ll fuck my brains out!!!* (AN: see chapter four, ‘Chrono’s Mate’)
He felt his woman’s teeth bit down on his neck and shoulder. Her teeth too dull to do any harm, other than a light bruising. The demon nibbled on her ear before sucking on the sweet bubbly flesh. A slobbery clapper darted out and glazing her ear in hot spicy saliva. “Shhh...” His aroused voice cooed smooth as silk. “I’m almost finished my aphrodisiacal angel. Then you can rest for a while.”
He did so, as promised. The demon finished, and thusly quenching his thirst for passion and lust. He tucked the exhausted lulu in the deep pink satin sheets, and watched her drift off to sleep. She curled up onto her side and hugged the rosy colored laced pillows.
He chuckled to himself. She still looked so innocent and pure, but how the satin hugged her like a second skin told a deferent story. That and how is scent hovered over her like a cloud.
He sighed to himself and a broud grin grew on his embonpoint face. His offspring would be here and in his arms in nine months. He didn’t know if it was male or female the mother would know that, (the father would just know that she was pregnant). Well Rosette wasn’t a demon, so she wouldn’t be able to tell him until it was born. So... it was going to be a surprise! Usually Chrono hates surprises, but he’ll make an exception with this one.
“Kurono... get me an ice-cream cone please...” The young woman sleepily whispered. He flushed a soft maroon color and chuckled to himself.
“Even when your sleeping you mack me you butler.” He smiled warmly at her resting form. The lad kissed her temple and she made an giggled murmuring ‘that tickles’. He nuzzled her nose, kissing it before he drew back.
The devil averted his gaze to his maroon colored shaft. It ached and throbbed to be held by her walls, safe and warm... He always thought it was a rumor, but apparently not. The first time a demon mates with their chosen, they wont be satisfied for at least 48-32 hours later...
The little demon dose have the urge to thrust into her for hours! But he heard that if a human dose it for over 20-30 times they’ll die from extortion. He couldn’t do that to her... he loved her so much... that and...
With quick movement, his palm was over her womb in mila-seconds . A gentle pales shot through his arm. He smiled at the soft tingling felling. “My baby’s safe...” He sighed to himself. “No! Wait. I mean OUR baby.” He quickly corrected.
Rosette snuggled closer to her demon lover and he couldn’t hold it back anymore. He kissed sweetly on the mouth. He pulled back slightly, so that his lips still grazed her’s slightly. “It seems I can’t keep my lips off you Love.”
Then it finally hit him...
*What the fuck?!!! Why is everything deferent?!!!* The demon bellowed in his head. He didn’t remember moving her to a different room! He would of remember that!! He pulled the girl protectively into his arms. Not that the room look dangerous, it looked more like someone just restored it is all. That and decorated it like a honeymoon sweet. The bedding were in shades of pink. As the bed itself was painted white with white satin canopy that hung over they’re heads and fell over the posts and gathered up past the floors. The curtains were died to perfection in a joyful fuchsia.
Chrono just blinked at the newly replenished and overly girly colored room. Questions began to buzz in his head like thousands of bees. *Who changed it? Why did they changed it? How did they it change? When did they it change? AND WHY DID IT TAKE ME SO FRICKEN LONG TO NOTICE IT?!!* Every question only stired up more questions than answers.
A shift in the air alerted him to the demonic presence. He pulled her into a tighter grip. Moving the blankets to cover her nakedness uncaring for his own. He growled in a threatening tone when the aged figure rounded the door frame.
The demon was old and frail. He struggled to stand on his feet using his dragon like tail as support. His joints were swollen as his blood fought to flow through his veins. Sheets of skin flaked off like paint eroded by time. The flacks fluttered as they fell like dreamy butterflies. They made a small path behind the old daemon.
“Hello young one...” Said the demon with a single crooked horn.
“She’s mine.” Hissed the young one as he pulled the surprisingly beautiful human closer to his small form. All the while his blood red eyes glared heaven’s daggers at him.
The elder raised an eyebrow. “As you can see youngster, I’m in no condition to mate with the female.” He stated in a old dry voice.
“Fine then, old timer.” Chrono hissed out with less than no respect. “Then why are you here. If it wasn’t for MY Rosette.”
“You.” He sated a mater-a-factually.
Chrono blinked at that for a few seconds. “Sorry but I prefer H-E-R.” He said with an twitchy eye and gesturing with his hand at the slumbering lulu.
“It’s not like that...” The old man coughed out. “I’m just curious as to why such a young sprout is here in the first place.”
Chrono shifted in his set pulling Rosette closer to him. “To exterminate you.” The small demon said with out emotion. “They killed far too meany humans.”
“It’s not what you think.”
“Then tell me old man, what is it call ending a life?” The younger questioned rising an eyebrow.
“What would happen if you approached a frightened and wounded animal?” The elder answered with a question of his own.
The plume colored haired devil pondered this while wrapping his arms around his squirming mate. “They’ll attack...” He whispered. The elder nodded. “But!!! That still doesn’t explain why they kept on trying to–!”
“Can you blame them?” The flaking demon asked with a daw look on his face.
“Too hot...” The young angel whined and pushed her demon lover away. She rolled onto her back and shoved the blanket off of her, showing off her smooth silky skin in the process.
The newly grown male started to panic having his mate unattentionaly give a fairly good view of her chest to the new comer. The elder smiled, seeing his fair share of tits in his day just ignored them, (it’s not like he could do anything about it now). Finally getting Rosette to roll over onto her side to pare-shly covering herself, Chrono turned back to the other demon. “So... you came to beg for you life?”
“What life is there to beg for?” He responded in his dusty dry voice. Seeing the shocked look he was receiving from the youngster, he explained. “We came here TO die. This place is some what like, what I believe the humans call ‘The Elephant’s Graveyard’.”
“You came here to die?” The little one asked astonished.
The elder nodded. “We only wish to die a peaceful death. I and they seen enough in our time and just wish to stop.”
There was silence after that last statement, only broke now and agin by the dried out coughing. Chrono nervously patted Rosette and played with her hair as she slept. His eye slowly drifted over to the corner. There was a baby cradle, pink and fluffy with a frilly white fringe. In it was a fuchsia stuffed bunny in a white pull-over-dress, and in the pocket was a bottle for emergency feeding. *We should take that home...* The passing thought was tempting to the young father to be.
“Aren’t you a bit ahead of yourself there?” And drone out voice broke the deep violet haired demon little peace of heaven.
“NO!!” Chrono snapped. “My Love is already baring my fry!” The devil said with pride and emphasize it by lightly beating on his chest. He curled up and rested his head on her stomach. “Don’t worry... Daddy’s going to protect you... and Mommy...” The Ignoble One murmured and kissed her mid section. He groaned when his lips met fabric instead of flesh, and threw the covers off and immediately smooched her belly button.
“I wouldn’t show too much affection. The lost souls wont like it...”
Chrono raised an eyebrow. “Lost... Souls?” He echoed wile resting his head on her hip.
“The ones that have twisted forms and minds. The ones that keep this place standing with there cold, dead, unfeeling hearts.”
The younger of the two stared for a wile at the elder. “Who?”
“I know... I was a bit confused my self.” Sighed the old one. “But the ones you perceived as demonic entities, are in fact once human. Their society, and complete way of life was the building block for present day life.”
He blinked as his violet strands tickled the slumbering lulu’s stomach. “You mean Dick-Wad and Slut-erella?”
The elder’s cloudy eyes down cased. “I believe there real names are Bikou and Izusa, not Dick-Wad and Slut-erella... try and have a little respect for–”
“I HAVE NO RESPECT FOR A MAN THAT RAPED MY ROSETTE!”
“He did that quit often in his life time... to both men and women.” The dying demon coughed up some blood before continuing. “He is just angry and jealous.”
“Of what?!” Chrono demanded. “That Rosette is the purest image of innocent beauty?”
“Not of that... More like she’s free to love the one she loves... well more free then he.” The elder demon informed. His eyes clouded over from old memories.
“Free to love?” He questioned as the golden image of innocent beauty rolled over whispering out his pet name.
“He too hade loved and been loved.” He sighed as his chest tightened and his heart speed up. “But their love was forbidden.”
“Forbidden? What? Where they like Romeo and Juliette?”
“Nay... they were siblings.”
“WHAAAT?!” Chrono screamed. “That’s like me and Aion getting it on!”
“They weren’t of the same sex. They mentioned it more than once.” The elder huffed out, it was getting harder to breath.
“But they look nothing alike!!” The purple devil exploded. He sat up rather harshly, accidentally waking his slobbering mate.
“They are.” The elder male coughed. “I believe Bikou was drugged and/or poisoned that disabled him to breathe.” He made a fist over his chest, his diaphragm seizing up and burning. “And she was bleed to death, committing suicide. I’m guessing that you haven’t looked at the girl’s wrists yet.”
Rosette sat up not understanding what was going on. “Kurono Bunny? What’s going on? Do you know him?”
He turned his head hearing his sleepy mate’s voice call out to him. “Rosette!? I’m sorry... did we wake you?” The demon boy’s ears folded down.
She was about to answer him when a loud crashing sound startled her. The couple turned to see they’re guest had collapse on the floor. He was leaning on the door frame and his head was gazing up words. “Zuri... Bon on boîte ber en même temps mon amour...” His fogged gray eyes closed and his head lulled to the side.
With that, he died.
His skin turned to dust and fell to the floor, flowed by the muscles. Last was the skeleton. That turn to powder and joined the remains on the floor. His crooked horn fell and brock in two and rolled a-regularly across the floor.
The two just stared, completely shell shocked. They looked eyes and turned back to the pile of dust that was supposed to be a demon’s corpse. “AHHH! What the H-E-double hokey sticks just happed?!” The former nun squeaked and squeezed her lover.
“Rose– hmmf– can’t– bre–!!” The little lover called out muffled by her mounds of flesh.
The golden angel jumped and released him. “S–sorry!” She apologized as he heavily gasped for air. “I’m used to the normal ones.” She explained.
“But there right.”
In a blur of color the tinny devil was on top of his very confused mate. She blinked into the small but muscular chest above her face. Chrono growled out threats where lost in the back of her mind. She opened her mouth to questioned they’re position, until she began to sink.
“Why can’t you just leave us alone!!” The atmosphere and mood was changed completely. The noonday sun could no longer shine throw the large windows, the paint and fabric darken to black to deep red. “Just pass over already!! With any luck you’ll get reborn as conjoined twins.” The pissed off demon spat out more than his far share of threats and insults. Bikou’s cerulean form stood towering above the lovers glaring down at them with his carmine orbs.
“Because. This is more fun!” A giggle-ly voice chirped.
He barely hade time to find the woman when the warmth beneath him vanished. “Rosette!!” He clawed at the sheets until they ripped and tore under his nails. The violet haired boy sensed the dead smiled. Shadows covered his eyes and bangs hid the rest of his features. “I’ll kill you.”
“Oh? How are you going to kill that which already been killed?” The lazuline flaps mused.
The Duke of Time sat up on his heels. “You’re nothing but a battery to me.” His hauntingly dark voice hummed around the room.
The four posters snapped to the shock and fear by the wraith. The canopy and wood fell down on the demon. Chrono dove off the foot of bed, not daring to transform into his demonic self. Her rolled across the floor to the door with a strip of cloth wet from sweat, tears, and love. His pupils were narrow little slits as the irises glowed a crimson gold. He shot off the ground and skillfully scooped up the broken horn the perished ancient one.
The spectre quickly began to evaporate to escape the enraged demon duke. Chrono spotted the smallest spark at the hart of the steam. He hadn’t noticed this due to that his mind was detracted every time he made his leave. (MG: cough Rosette cough snore....) He wasted no time on his next action. Purely on a hunch or instincts he snapped the hollow horn closed on the sliver of astral and sealed it closed with the torn sheet caught on his thumb nail, that was muddy with dusty remains.
As the trapped sinner’s sole vibrated throw his arm a dark smirk crept along his face. “Got ya.” The ruby eyed devil mocked. Tossing the horn up and down like a child’s play thing, adding insult to injury he chuckled deep in his chest. “Now...” Chrono hummed enjoying himself far too much. “You’ll be my compass to where your WHORE took my angel.”
Chrono knew well enough his fight would be child’s play after the old man told him he was once human. He took a deep breath and straiten his shoulders. Bikou life was stolen, wile Izusa ended her own. Now that will be a real fight...
_ _ _ _
She squirmed and kicked as she fell down through think black guck. When it finally stretched far enough to snap off her face and eyes, a little still stuck in her hair and around her features. Her periwinkle orbs viewed at her predicament. The young woman was hung up by what ever she fell throw. Her position was very provocative with her legs spread widely apart and her arms more or less strapped to her sides.
Rosette began to thrash around in the gum like goo, struggling to get down and out of this dungeon like area. She froze when she felt meany little pricks on her thigh. She turned her sun golden head to the lower half of herself.
There scurrying down her leg was the mother of all millepedes! It crept down further down until it disappeared behind THERE!! The ex-nun let out a eardrum bursting scream that echoed in the small prison.

FIN

Final Thought: FINALLY done... and only three more days till Christmas!!! Tree is up, DANCE! Decorations are up, DANCE!! Cockies are baked, DANCE!!! Cake is baked, DANCE!!!! Train is baked, DANCE!!!!! House is backed!!!!!! Why do I keep saying dance? MAN work was murder! You think working at a fast food restaurant would be slow this time of year. You would think people would think they should save there money to buy gifts for there loved ones. BUT no... you are a bunch of dumb fucks aren’t ya? Sorry... I shouldn’t have done that. Anyhoo... MARRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!

MG: WTF?!! Who craped on my face?!!
Se: You pout things quite vaginally don’t ye?
S: Vagially?
Se: It’s slang for ‘nice and sweat’.
MG: You got that off of CSI didn’t you?
Se: HAI!
S: Hello?
MG: That’s ‘yes’ in Japanese! Get into your closet young lady and think about what you done!!
S: (ears droop) Okay... (she walks into the coset and close the door)
Se: Next chapter! Land of the Sun!!
MG: Because she has a scary sharp pointy metal thing to my throat.
Se: She has the fist part done... BUT has a long way to go... (glares down at MG) I’m really bored.
MG: Ya well... the next chapter will be the last! Where the pair go home. Man... this wasn’t long.-_-;
S: (in the closet) What a sec...