The sound of can-opening echoed throughout the empty living room.
It was late at night. Asia was asleep and Raikou, his familiar was in her room. It was still hard to believe that one of the legendary beasts would act like that. But seeing what Asia got as her own familiar, he just chalked it up as one of her unique talents.
But he was glad that Asia went to bed early because anyone could see that he was stressed, and he didn't want her to worry. And his reason for being so tensed? His meeting with Sirzechs, which was scheduled for the next day. He knew that it was inevitable but still it was too fast.
Because of his grandfather, he knew who his parents' true killers were. Yes, Sirzechs didn't have any hand in there but that was also what angered him. He was a Maou, King of the underworld and considered as one of the strongest devils ever to exist.
Yet he didn't do anything.
He just stood back and let it happen.
Haruto jerked when a bit of the beer splashed onto his face. He looked at his hand to see that he had crushed the can, hence the small disruption. Shaking his head, he threw the crushed can at the dustbin, which was on the other end of the living room.
With a small sigh, he reached for another can.
"I think you are drinking too much, master."
Haruto's hand stopped in midway. He smirked slightly, "You know I don't like it when you sneak up on me like that."
He turned to his side to see the owner of the voice coming out from the shadow.
At first glance, she would look like a woman with unparalleled beauty. Her eye cover with unique markings along with her luscious long purple hair gave her a mysterious alluring kind of aura. She was also wearing really provocative clothing, a black one-piece dress that showed a lot of her cleavage which barely reached her thighs, giving her a mature sexy look which would make any man drool just at the sight of her.
Despite all of these, she was the same age as her master.
"You didn't have to rush, Sakura. The match is one week later." Haruto relaxed on the sofa.
"You are stressed, master."
Her answer made him sigh again; she was also one of those few people who knew about his true-self and who could read him well, "I will be meeting Sirzechs Lucifer tomorrow."
Sakura came and stood in front of him. Seeing that, Haruto smiled and patted the seat right next to him. She sat down and spoke softly, "Do you want to talk about it?"
This made Haruto look at her. He didn't need to see her eyes to know that she was looking at him. He sighed and turned his gaze to the ceiling, "I just don't know how it will turn out. Too many things happening altogether and frankly, I am not sure how to handle them."
"Are you talking about meeting Sirzechs or the fact that you started to see your new peerage member as someone very precious?"
This made Haruto chuckle as he looked at her again with a raised eyebrow, "Are you spying on your own king?"
Sakura got up and sat on Haruto's lap, straddling him. This immediately made him uncomfortable knowing full well what was coming. Softly cupping his cheeks so that he couldn't avert his eyes, she smiled, "Yes I do. Someone has to watch over you. And you know why I do that."
Haruto's face made conflicted emotions. He tried to look anywhere but her hands gently held his face, "Sakura, I ..."
"As I kept saying, my master, you don't have to apologize." Her smile brightened, though it had a tinge of sadness. She touched his forehead with hers, "You closed off your heart. And I don't blame you for that. No one blames you. After losing so much, it was the only thing that you could do to move forward, to stay sane."
Haruto lowered his gaze. He had a barely visible smile on his face. She always knew what he wanted to hear. Sakura moved back, just a few inches so she could see his face clearly, "And you are also searching for that person, for your queen, hoping that she will be one to heal all of your scars."
Haruto made a pained expression hearing her words but she just smiled back. She gently started to caress his cheeks as she continued, "It is fine with me. My love for you may not be enough to fully heal your heart but at least let me be your queen for the moment. Let me comfort you, let me support you."
Sakura took Haruto's hand and guided them to her back. Haruto didn't show any resistance, he needed her right now. And she knew that. With a soft smile she started caressing his face, "Even if you don't love me back, even if you get tired of me, as long as I can stay by your side, it is enough for me."
Haruto closed his eyes.
After that particular event, he was never able to put up any resistance to her advances. Her charm played a huge role, he would admit that. But the main reason he was weak against her was her ulterior motive. She didn't want anything from him. She knew that sometimes he needed someone to depend on without him being vocal about it. He was a devil as well as a man of pride after all. So she would tempt him whenever he was conflicted, afraid or lost. To make him give in to his desires and to use her to calm himself, and she would do it out of concern, care, and love for him.
She was his first and he was hers.
But he was afraid. He was afraid that if he opened up to her or to anyone else, he might lose them as well. Just like how he had lost his parents, his friends, and his grandfather. He would never forget that feeling; watching it all happening while he stood on the side, powerless and helpless.
Sakura was right, in order for him to move forward, to stay sane he had to close off his heart, he had to seal his past; but not for eternity. He needed to control his emotions till he would achieve his dreams, till he would become strong enough to protect the people he cared about; and till he could remove those that would stand in his way.
But his defense was weakening, sooner than he anticipated and it was all thanks to her and Asia. He smiled inwardly. What Sakura didn't know was that she had already captivated her master. He was just being a stubborn bastard. He didn't want to give her a half-ass reply. He wanted to return her feelings sincerely and grandly. But the current him was no good. Well if he couldn't convey his feelings with words, then …
Smirking fiercely, Haruto opened his eyes which were now crimson red. He materialized a small knife and using that he slowly started to vertically cut her dress from the back, all the way from the bottom, making sure not to touch a single strand of her luscious purple hair, "I think we have a misunderstanding going on here."
His voice was heavy, filled with need and desire. It made Sakura shiver with anticipation.
"You talk as if I am incapable of loving. Now that is just wrong. Did I ever reject your advances?" The knife reached the end of her outfit. Slowly he started to take it off, enjoying her flustered face.
"Did I ever treat you harshly?" Haruto threw her dress away, leaving her bare creamy skin for him to see and enjoy. Then he slowly reached for her eye cover and carefully took it off, knowing full well what those eyes would do to him.
Her eyes, they were one of the most enchanting and mysterious things he had ever seen. The purple glowing eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the soul of anyone who would gaze upon them. The eyes so powerful and bewitching that it could captivate almost any man to do her bidding was showing nothing but kindness and love for him.
He grinned as he touched her cheek with one hand and with the other hand he grabbed her bottom to pull her to him, leaving no space between their bodies.
"Do I not give you the impression that I enjoy our intimate times greatly?"
Haruto then stopped caressing her cheek and went for her hair. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he yanked her head backward making her gasp lightly at that and leaving her neck wide open.
Haruto moved his head forward, inhaling deeply of her alluring scent. Barely touching her neck, his nose was slowly, and painfully for the girl, going up and down the length of her neck. Hearing her small whimper made him grin, "Remember what you said when I wanted to reincarnate you."
"I want you to resurrect me using your pawn pieces."
"Why? You can be great as a bishop or even as a knight. Why are you choosing pawn pieces?"
"Simple; by being your pawn, I can stand by your side more than anyone else. By being your pawn, I can be your guardian rook, your loyal knight, and your guiding bishop at the same time. I can even be your temporary queen if you let me. And that is what I want to be my master, your shadow, your servant."
"From then I knew that you will eventually become someone very special to me." Haruto pulled her closer, her body completely molded into his, "So what did you say before? If I don't love you back; if I get tired of you?"
Haruto held her even tighter as his voice become softer, sincere, "Sakura, there are so much that I want to say but the current me right now is not good. So, all I ask of you is to trust me. Trust in the fact that I need you, as my servant, my shadow; and as a woman. And no one can take your place, not even her."
Sakura turned her head so she could see his face. His sincere eyes were all she needed to see. With a soft voice and teary eyes, she replied, "Thank you, master."
Haruto's eyes suddenly darkened as his voice became heavy with lust, "Sakura. It has been a while since I last tasted your flesh."
His tone made her shiver and she shook slightly with eagerness and need.
"Please me, my Medusa."