Awake in his arms

Awake in his arms

Chapter 1: Haji the mysterious

In her liquid heat she dreamed, dreams of the past, of battles of sorrow of loss. She dreamed of those who loved her, who hated her, who should have hated her but loved her more.
“So many people.. because of me.”

She was ripped from her warmth in to the cold, her hands and knees landing on the frigid marble, her hair pooled on the floor as her only safeguard from the winter air.

She shivered confused unknowing of all. She looked up with innocent eyes as a long black cloth was placed over her to shield her from the freezing wind.

He kneeled beside, her lifting each arm to place them in the sleeves. Whispering only

“Saya.. do not worry you will remember. ‘So beautiful in her childlike innocence.. every time she wakes. I have missed this simple pleasure twice now, but never more.”

He soothed as she tilted her head in confusion at the blade in his hand. She gave him a childlike peck with searching innocent eyes. “Saya,” he chuckled lightly. “Always so playful when you first wake.”

She continued to press her lips against his and moving back curiously watching his smiling reaction.

“Saya you must awaken now. If you do not receive my blood now then it may take some time for you to regain your full memory.”

She pecked him twice more finding that she did not receive the same reaction; her eyes became troubled then started to pool over. His in turn became saddened stating only,

“Gomen Saya if only we could stay here forever like this but you would not wish it to be. Now come and take of me.”

He sliced his palm sucking in his own crimson fluid, holding her across him lowering his lips to hers.

She made no movement of her own to deepen the process, as only keeping her lips pressed against his her eyes unmoving.

he drew closer parting her lips with his thumb allowing his blood to enter her mouth coaxing it further with his tongue. Her eyes flared as her memories flooded back to her.

He meant to break but she held him nipping his lower lip begging for more running her hands over his back her eyes pleading.

He pulled away knowingly. “Saya later, but now you must feed.” He caressed her cheek pushing her hair aside.

“Haji I have missed you so much where were you?” “Please forgive that I could not see you again before you entered your sleep.

Healing took time after the bombing but I am whole.” Her eyes became fixed on his right arm that rested on his knee and his left on her cheek.

She took his hands in hers pulling up his white sleeves running her hands over his smooth skin.

“Julia suspected that my arms grew back naturally because the emotional trauma had long since passed.” He explained as she gave him his usual pat down.

She thunked his chest extra hard before wrapping her arms his waist. “and your still alright in here?” “Of course.”

His slight smile formed as he stood helping her to her feet. They walked out stopping for a moment as she picked his frozen gift from the marble shelf along with his cello bow.

“Arigatou.” Giving him a short kiss in thanks he held her bridal style closing her eyes taking in his sent his wings exploding out of his back as he flew.
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Landing outside a tall building of modest taste he set her on her feet opening the front door and taking the lobby elevator to the top floor.

Walking down the hall he pulled out a brass key unlocking the door holding it for her. The area inside was neat and clean paintings and photographs some new some older hung along the walls.

Several sheets and folders of music rested carefully on a large upright piano, his cello lying across the top.

Many books of all kinds sat in a ceiling tall book case. Table vase and sculptures sat in varies tables and shelves.

Color was sparing and tasteful. She analyzed everything as a glimpse in to his soul she knew him like no other but he was still a mystery.

Spending a majority of his life while she slept he occupied his time with she knew not of.

She briskly followed him in to the one bedroom. Her eyes saddened as she looked around this nearly untouched area giving the appearance of unholy ground.

She turned to see him pulling out a set of cloths from dresser drawers. He laid the garments over the crisp bed watching her for a reaction as she unfolded them.

She moved past the warm outer cloths her eyes falling on the shitagi under the light pink sweater. They were modest yet sensual none the less.

“Haji?” he nodded reaching around her to clasp her bra taking her shirt and buttoning it leaving her collar open to some extent.

She shivered slightly as his hand brushed against her leg pulling her pants higher. Taking his dagger out, he sliced her hair in a single fluid and precise movement just above her waist tying it with his ribbon.

“Haji I’m hungry.” He ran his hand over her cheek. “Would you like anything in particular?” she hugged him pressing her face in to his chest.

“Boiled eggs” he kissed her forehead. “Of course but first you must to feed. You know that I can’t help but spoil you, My Queen.”

He smiled slightly as he sat on the corner of the bed pulling her in to his lap she wrapped around him pulling back his collar sinking her teeth in to his firm shoulder his strong arms pulling her closer to him.

She felt him arch beneath her when she sunk deeper sucking harder.

She broke away from him toppling over on the bed. “I’ll start dinner then.” “Sounds good..

Haji.” She called to him as he walked out of the room. “Aishiteru itsumo Haji” he smiled before turning.

“Anata-o aishite imasu Saya.” she waved him playfully off smiling “Arigatou.”

She slipped beneath the covers and buried herself deeply in to the fluffy pillow. Though the sheets were new freshly out of their package creases and all the bed still smelled of him. Wood rosin, roses, and something uniquely his,

‘he must at least rest here his sent is too powerful to have just been in the room.’ She pulled the covers back deciding to become familiar with her new residence.

She took her Goldschmidt debit card from the table beside the bed and examined it. Opening drawers pulling open the closet she looked over the clothing that he had bought for her.

each article more detailed and beautiful than the former while his all the same style white shirts, black pants, shoes, and jackets only occasionally changed by a almost unnoticeable black pinstripe on his undergarments.

‘Haji what am I going to do with you.’ She thought to herself as she turned from this saddening sight to an unmarked blindingly pink box in the corner.

‘Now what are you doing in this sea of black?’ she opened the sealed package finding a note on top of tissue paper to match the box.

‘Yo Saya, when you finally wake up give me a call and tell me how it was, your welcome Mao p.s. I want to go shopping with you to pick out something for Haji other that his usual funeral attire.’

She pulled back the tissue paper to reveal fistfuls of shitagi. ‘Mao I can’t use this it would be to awkward just by the fact that they’re from you. and Haji.. I’m not going to make Haji change his style if he doesn’t want to.. he looks so handsome
besides he’s ready for a fancy dinner any time.’

She sighed walking in to the kitchen smelling that her meal was almost done.

Haji’s back was turned but he acknowledged her entrance by asking, “did you settle in?” she embraced him from behind.

“Has Mao sent many gifts?” “Just the one” “good I don’t want her to spend allot especially when they come of no use.”

“Hmm?..” “Never mind, anyway Haji I have so much to ask you. How long has it been how is every one what have you been doing all of this time?”

he explained to her as he filled the plates with food, “you have been sleeping for seventeen years, Kai and the twins still have Omoro the shield remains but all of Diva’s chiropterans have been restored and healed. Just two weeks ago they have finished scanning the ocean floor for disposed of chiropterans. And I have been occupied by students coming to learn music dance and the occasional art class. I have kept watch over you and the twins helping Kai, I think tomorrow we should visit.”

She looked to the other room to see a wall sized window her eyes dropped his chair a custom made cellist chair sat positioned directly in front of her resting place, in full view but turning slightly to the left she could see the ocean and further the area of Omoro and the Koza.

She could see marks on the porch where he had moved the chair outside with care. Then she looked towards the sheets of music and the large instruments.

She turned around to see him lay the last plate on the table offering a seat to her. She took it while he sat across from her taking his cello out of her case and began to play.

His music seemed different than before filled with hope instead of sorrow.

After she was finished with her meal she helped Haji wash the dishes spraying his hand with warm water every once and a while to keep him alert watching his slight reaction to her amusement.

When the dishes were finally clean Saya walked back in to the main room examining some of the art work Haji lagging behind.

“Haji do you play the piano?” she called, “Some what, do you not remember Joel’s piano?”

she thought for a moment remembering how she use to pull him away from the large instrument so that he could play another.

‘Poor Haji I was just awful to him then wasn’t I? well I guess it was for the best anyway he can’t as well have carried around an upright piano for all of these years.’ I remember how long have you been playing?”

her hands ran over the detailed wood. “About fifteen years I thought it would be nice since one of my students has trouble holding a bow. Riku was a great teacher it didn’t take me long to pick it right back up after the few lessons we shared in Paris.”

“How much was it?” “The woman who had this apartment last just left it” “that was kind of her. I would enjoy hearing you play for me some time.” “If that is what you wish.”

Looking over and over at the magnificent detail in the works just as if they could spring to life at any moment she mused. ‘So these are all his? Wow he really is talented with his hands, an understatement at that.’

She called to him, “Haji we really need to make the bedroom less dreary.” She heard a squeak of metal on metal and then water rushing.

“Should I paint something or would you prefer a sculpture?” she walked in to the bathroom holding one of the smaller pieces.

“When something comes to you work with it. You seemed to work particularly hard on this one.”

The white marble glistened as she turned it. In the shape of herself pure only for a thin sheet slinging fittingly almost to be wet holding with one hand, covering her front her other reaching towards the sky her hand holding an invisible firmness.

“I hope it does not offend.” He rose “No not at all Haji your work is superb.” He nodded.

“I have prepared a bath for you. Is there any other service you desire?” ‘so many things I could ask of him, so much I want him need him, yet only one that I can request at this time maybe soon we will join.’

“If you’re not doing anything it would be nice if you would stay.” He nodded closing the door. “if that is what you wish, My Queen.”

He removed his shoes and rolled his sleeves higher up his lean but muscular arms. Then in turn he helped her out of her clothing and in to the bath.

She examined his few bottles of bath products in the middle of a sea of pink purple gold and red of her own looking as if he had spent quite a bit on this multitude of French, New Yorkian and Nihon spa worthiness.

She smelled each one then giving them to him to test. “Roses, blackberry amber, orchid, sakura plumb, jasmine, Haji why so many?”

he smiled running a cloth across her calf and along her outer thigh. “So that we can finally stop the madness and relax I thought this would be a start.” his hand moved along her midsection and towards her back but she took his hand guiding him up her sternum and along her neck.

“Haji..” she whispered closing her eyes. “I’m tired.” He lifted her out of the warm water and in to his lap drying her carrying her in to the bedroom helping her in to a night gown changing himself and placing her beneath the covers.

“Haji lay with me won’t you?” he nodded slipping beside her. She reached out to hold him taking in is unmistakable sent close in his warmth. Gazing in to his loving eyes, the fire licking his creamy complexion, she kissed his cheek before saying

“Aishiteru itsumo Haji, Oyasumi.” He brushed her stray hair out of her face before repeating, “Anata-o aishite imasu Saya, Oyasumi.”

He felt her breathing slow to a steady pace, her grip loosening as she drifted off in to sleep.