It hadn't taken long for both men to get drunk, or piss him off with their constant harping about 'joining the schools' and honor. Thankfully, they didn't really seem to mind all that much when he had gotten up and retreated to a corner table. That was when he had met her. He hadn't even noticed she had been sitting there, nursing a rather large bottle of brandy and staring into space for the most part.
"Man.." he grumbled, trying not to jostle the still slumbering heap of female flesh snuggling against him like he was a teddy bear.
He hadn't been in need of a degree to figure out something was bothering the woman, and for awhile he assuaged his growing curiosity with indifference. He didn't know her, and since she hadn't even deigned to acknowledge his presence since he had sat down, he figured she didn't want to be bothered. As his pops and Tendo grew quieter, whispering conspiratorially to each other, his curiosity had begun to win out. When she slammed back a shot of the dusky liquid, he caught sight of a single, solitary tear trickling down her cheek. Only now, as he thought about it, could he remember the conversation.
"Uh.. somethin wrong?"
She didn't even look at him as she answered.
"Nothing. Everything is as it should be." her tone was a happy one, but also bitter, as if she had been forced to do something that made her both happy, and sad.
"Eh.. why you cryin, then?"
"I'm lamenting."
He still didn't have a clue what that word meant.
"Lamenting?"
"Lamenting a future so bright, that in order to keep that blazing light, I must live in the darkness."
"Eh.." He hadn't a clue what he could say to that, so he didn't even try. "What's yer name?"
"Setsuna."
That was where everything started getting fuzzy. He idly remembered a brief something about Akane showing up at the table, a brief scuffle as his pops yelled, "Now Tendo! Do it now!" and then Akane squealing something about, "P-chan!" before leaning down just as his father lunged for her, incidentally slamming into a table before a cloud of shimmering dust erupted from a pouch he had been holding.
And then..
He shook those memories off. It was only a matter of time until Setsuna woke up, and he doubted she'd be all that happy about what they had happened, and what they had done. Not that it mattered, if she didn't kill him, everyone else would. Any second now, if his bad luck held up, some one was going to open that door and catch him in bed with the woman, the thick smell of something ripe and musky in the air could not hide what they had done, not that it mattered, as both he and her where butt ass naked on top his futon with nothing covering their modesty.
A soft groan, from a hoarse and tired voice alerted him to the fact his bed partner was waking up, her arms unlatching themselves from around his neck as she stretched out, her satiny smooth skin rubbing against his as she twisted a bit on top of him.
As viridian eyelashes fluttered opened, crimson red eyes locking onto his before widening in shock, an idle thought snuck up on him. "Just what happened to Akane?"
Lament MORTALS! For the fates have deigned to show you...
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