Lior's head hurt.He was in a room, a darkly lit one. He could hear voices arguing around him and it made the pain in his head throb more. Goddess, his throat felt dry as well.His eyes fluttered as they tried to adjust to the darkness before they settled on the figures still arguing in front of him. Kenji stood beside an Ora that looked like she was ready to tear him in two, which seemed— Odd. Ora was never upset with him."Let me talk to him, Ken.""I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Ora. For now, he's asleep so if you'd just wait..."Oh, they were talking about him.Lior slowly sat up, the pain in his head almost unbearable now. He took his hand to the left side of his head, letting out a small hiss that caught the people's in front of him attention as they turned to him.Kenji had two faces that he wore. The first, was the one he showed around Ora and Lior. It was a friendly one, capable of making anyone around him relax and lose themselves in his presence, and the second was the
Nine's stomach rumbled.The female wasn't even sure when she got to her bed, but she could tell from the way her face and eyes felt completely dry that she had probably crawled to the bed and slept off mid crying.Another wave of hunger hit her again and she squirmed a little bit. She didn't want to go anywhere. She wanted to stay here. And just... Sleep all through. She wasn't even sure she wanted to see anyone after yesterday. It was impossible that no one had heard him when he said those words and she had this very strange feeling that if she went below at that moment, she'd see him and she didn't want to.Nine bit into her lower lip now, trying to will the baby in her stomach into sleep, though she was beginning to doubt it was working. She let out a sigh now, straightening for a while before turning to the other side of her bed and freezing.Beside her was the one person she wished to avoid. He had his dark raven hair sprawled out around his head and his face held the most gentle
When she woke up, Lior was gone.Nine didn't move for the first few minutes, staring at the dent he left on her bed. She felt tired, but... It didn't feel like a bad tired, in a sense. She knew he wouldn't stay, of course, this was something she had gotten used to already.Slowly, she sat up, wincing at the soreness between her legs before she began to blush as the memories flowed through her head. Her hand reached out for the comforter on her bed and she pulled it to her body, a goofy smile on her face.She... Liked it. It had been different, from last time. Goosebumps rose on her skin now. The fact he was gone didn't even hurt her as much as it should, that was until she turned to the table around her desk and saw the note he left for her.'Sorry about last night, -Lior.'He was— He was sorry?He had... Been nice to her, and he was sorry about that? Nine felt her lower lip begin to tremble but she bit hard into it. There was no need to cry about it. They'd— They would never speak of
"Money does work wonders," Seven said, her eyes staying on Nine now, the mischievous glint in her eyes glowing now. "Doesn't it Four?""Only if it could erase people's memories about their past," Four said with a small shake of her head, though she was grinning. "I doubt they know who she really is,"At the beginning, they had been quiet, perfectly complaint, until Mom suddenly brought up the idea of Nine spending alone time with her 'sisters'. Of course, she knew they were probably sent to threaten her, or remind her of where she really came from. And they were doing just that."Oh, relax," Seven said, giving a small laugh as she waved her hand in the air. She hadn't changed, not one bit, though their likeness had reduced since Nine was... Healthier, and her round eyes had flesh around them now and her black hair was a lustre shiny colour.She wasn't a vain person but now, she didn't think Seven was beautiful. Not that she was comparing the female to herself, but she had seen beautif
Lior wasn't concentrating.Well, he was, in a sense, because due to his sensitive hearing, their words still rang in his ears so a part of him was listening, a smaller part. The larger side had only one thought in his head.Nine.It was... Ridiculous now that he thought of it. What had felt like an itch, a tiny itch, he decided to scratch, just a little, though that side of him last night... Was a side of him that kept under but had, thanks to his new intoxication addiction, had brought itself out and had wanted to get rid of the itch.It wasn't supposed to worsen."... Can't let this happen! This is a tradition that we have kept sacredly since the beginning of our existence. Changing it, all because of a child's whims and tantrums is like— Like desecrating the name of the Moon Goddess herself!"When Lior had woken up, the events of the night before flooding through his head, he didn't expect to have a very growing erection just by the mere thought and turning to look at her—She had
It was really happening, wasn't it? Lior stood outside the Council Room, his hands behind his back as he stared outside the windows of the hallway. His face remained expressionless but there were many thoughts running through his head at the moment.The first, being that people were quite confusing creatures. Unlike animals that were loyal, trustworthy, and easy to understand. They didn't hide their true intentions through fake smiles and laughs.They were open. Transparent.People, on the other hand, were not."It's not the end of the world, Lior, so you can wipe that look off your face."He turned to his side, watching as his Grandmother was wheeled towards him. As soon as she was close enough, she waved the man behind her away, her hands folded on her laps. Her face was strict, cold to anyone else that saw which wasn't surprising. The only one she ever let herself smile at was Nine. "It is not the end of this world, possibly, but it is the end of many things.""Like what?" Grandma
What had Lior called animals? Trustworthy? Loyal?He was having second thoughts about it now. Summer always liked to disappear as much as he did, or used to, and then, he appreciated that, but she always knew when to come back.Always.Last night, after he had returned to his room, he waited for her. For an hour, but the cat refused to come to him. So, he found himself searching for his feline and it led him to a room that he wasn't sure he wanted to be at.Lior stood at Nine's door, the memories of the night coming to haunt him again. He wondered if she would still be wearing the same dress she had that night too. Goddess, what was he supposed to do if she was wearing that?He stood there, torn between leaving and knocking before the door suddenly opened, Nine standing there with the traitor in her hands. There had been a happy smile on her face when that happened, though when she saw him, it died away.Lior felt his face form a frown at the action. When had she stopped being happy t
Moments later, they were seated in the glasshouse house, two mugs of tea on the coffee table in between them. It was obvious that she refused to look at him, and he... Well, he spent his time staring at her.Sophie had her hands wrapped around the mug, his eyes staring at her red nails now. They were long, flattery in a way.Nine's were shorter, and pink.Lior blinked now. Why was he thinking about her?"I must be the most ridiculous person you've ever met."Lior looked at her now, clearing his throat a bit before saying quietly, "Have you met me?".She looked at him now, letting out a small chuckle before taking out her handkerchief to dab at the corner around her eyes before taking in a small sniff and saying, "You're not ridiculous... I'm the one— I'm the one that rejected you and yet, I'm coming to you when I was rejected too.""That's not ridiculous," He said, shaking his head. "You need someone that'd understand what it feels to be in that position and that's what I'm here for."