Omake: The Yandere Goddess
(AN: This is a crackfic I had wrote long time ago, it's unfinished but I'll post here just for a laugh. The entire purpose of this story is to torture Satsuki-chan. I just love making Satsuki suffer dealing with crazy girls. It's also slight crossover with Fairy tail, Fate, and Danmachi characters.)
Up in the heavens, a huge debate was going on in the middle of Kushina's hall. Usually, most times, when an argument happened, only a few gods/goddesses would be even present, only because they have something to do with the issue at hand. But this time every gods/goddesses were present, most, if not all, were against a proposal of one little goddess.
The name of the said goddess was Uzumaki Naruko, the Princess of the Gods, the daughter of the Queen of the Gods, Kushina. She had blond hair that was tied into a bun and sky-blue eyes that could make anyone feel little. She had a formal black kimino on that costs god knows what. She was 4'9" tall, seeing as she was only twelve years old. She could be considered more beautiful than the rest of the women on Earth.
The little goddess was having a staring contest with her own mother in her court. The gods could feel a very heavy and deadly aura coming from the two. The goddesses beside Kushina were just watching in silence, hoping that this would not become a huge issue, or another god vs. god fight, the last one left a huge crater in Jupiter. A lot of humans still wonder how that got there.
After a few more minutes, the silence was broken by Kushina.
"Are you sure you want this mortal, my daughter?" She made a hologram of a young woman with raven hair on the palm of her right hand. "This girl… seems kind of…" She tried to look for the right word.
"Assholish and emo?" Lucifen finished for her. "There are more prettier girls in here don't you think?" She looked over to the other goddesses who were beautiful enough to get whatever man or woman they wanted. Kushina, Lucifen, and Hestia were very close to each other and did not mind it when the other interrupted them.
"Truthfully, she just seems like another 'Dark Avenger' type, we get those sometimes, nothing really new. So why do you want her so much?" Hestia was the one who asked this time.
"She saved her life once when she was on Earth and had no idea of her heritage…" Kushina explained to Hestia. "… but are you sure?"
"Yes! I'm sure, I'm sure!" Naruko jumped up and down like a spoiled brat. There was no way she was giving up her Satchan to some other human bitch, even if she has to tear her arms and legs off to make her stay with her.
"But don't you care how she feels?" Kushina was a bit worried about her daughter's obsession.
"It doesn't matter! She'll learn to love me soon enough!"
"Well, it is just one human…" Lucifen at least tried to support Naruko's request. "… what harm could it be?"
"But this is the first time a goddess has fallen in love with a woman on Earth! It's not much harm when a goddess falls for a male human or vice versa, but a goddess for a human female?! This is a first!" Kushina's voice could be heard all over the room, but it wasn't considered to be angry, more of a cautious mother. "Let alone this is MY daughter we're talking about!"
"I agree with Kushina," Hestia sided with Naruko's mother on the matter. "… Naruko is only twelve and is not old enough to go claiming a life's partner."
"I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! She's mine, and I'll go claim her anyway no matter what you say!"
"She certainly seems all fired up." Lucifen looked at the little blond. "You were like this with Minato, remember?" She remembered how Kushina dealt with Minato back then.
"It was a one time fling!" Kushina blushed. In the end she had let Minato go, she hoped that Naruko would do the same. "…I'm free to choose who I marry now!"
That sent all of the gods hopeful looks.
"Are you sure about this Naruko? You do know that if you choose her, she'll be bound to you for the rest of eternity." Kushina made one final warning.
"I'm sure!" Naruko grinned. Satchan was so going to be hers. She almost drooled at the thought of Satsuki being fucked by her over and over again till the end of time. She was that obsessed.
"Fine…" Kushina sighed, seeing no way out of this. "Lucy," She looked at Lucifen. "…please bring over Uchiha Satsuki here."
***
Satsuki was having a good day. Her fan girls/boys seemed to be busy and she had a day off from school, so she could train. Nothing could make this day go wrong! She could finally focus on taking down Itachi.
If I can't kill Itachi, then let lightning strike me right now! She thought as she looked over at the clear sky.
Kaboom!
A lightning bolt came out of no where. All that was left of Satsuki was a burnt black corpse that smelled like barbeque.
***
"ARGH!" Satsuki gasped for air, suddenly finding herself on a sitting position. Looking around, she saw she was on a grassy plane, under a large tree. The place seemed peaceful enough. Was she dreaming? No, this was too realistic to be a dream…
So where was she? And what the hell happened? The last thing she remembered was training in the woods and getting hit by something. She couldn't remember what. The feeling was to quick to come and go. But for sure it was strong enough to knock her out.
Was she kidnapped by the enemy? No, she if she was she would've woken up tied to something, but she was free, no strings attached. Did the attacker kill her? Maybe. Was she in Heaven? Well, wherever it was, it was too peaceful to be Hell, that's for sure.
She felt too lazy to stand up. Getting caught up in the moment, she inhaled and exhaled. Feeling the breezy wind was comforting. She didn't want to think about revenge now. She wanted a break. Practicing every day had made her want to catch a break one day, and this felt like the perfect moment.
"I have come for you, Uchiha Satsuki."
Huh?
Turning around, Satsuki saw a beautiful young blonde, whose hair was tied into a bun. She looked to be in her twenties. The thing that made her odd the most was the blue armor she had on and the European sword she was carrying.
A foreigner? Satsuki thought. She looked Western. She dropped the part where she thought this wasn't a dream. It had become a possibility. But since when did she go dreaming about another women other than her mother? Fully clothed or not. It could also be possible that she had been kidnapped and taken hostage by a foreigner who was planning to attack Japan, or more specifically: her village.
Satsuki decided to remain silent and seated, after all, this could be the person who was strong enough to knock her out. But she still kept her guard up, just in case.
"You are to come with me, Uchiha-san." She spoke in Japanese with a tone of authority. Something Satsuki did not like about her.
"Why should I?"
The strange woman pointed the tip of her sword at her neck.
"So it's a threat?" Satsuki glared while the mysterious woman remained stoic. "How do you know my name?"
"You are not in the position to be asking questions, if I were you, I'd do what I tell you to do."
Satsuki stood up, her sword's tip following her neck, and turned to face her. She was taller than her, but she wasn't offended, she was only twelve, she'd grow.
"Then it's a good thing you're not me." Satsuki taunted. Trying to observe what she would next. It was not in the Uchiha to be submissive. She then switched to English. "What are you going to do about it?" She practically stated that she found her appearance to be foreign. She wasn't dumb like the other kids, she had learned English when she was younger, it was actually quite easy.
"So you speak my language? Do you find my appearance so foreign?" She spoke in English, confirming Satsuki's hypothesis correct. She switched to Japanese again. "Enough of this, my master is waiting, so we can either do this the easy way or the hard way?"
"You still haven't answered my question, how do you know my name? And who is your master?" She still hasn't changed her language.
The mysterious woman still used Japanese. "Like I said, you are in no position to make demands, Uchiha-san." How could someone be formal and threatening at the same time?
"You want me to come with you? Make me."
"Suit yourself."
It was as if they were mocking each other's nationality. The Asian speaking English, while the Western woman spoke Japanese.
Satsuki jumped back to get some distance and readied herself. The woman readied her sword not moving from where she stood. The atmosphere became really thick all of the sudden.
The following fight could not even be considered a fight. It went something like this—the woman just decided the raven haired girl was too weak to even bother using her sword. She just used one hand on Satsuki to drive her to the ground when she charged. When Satsuki got back up and tried a distance attack she just stepped aside and used her elbow when Satsuki lunging to follow up her attack, driving her to the ground. She pinned her down with one foot.
"Give up?"
"…"
Satsuki didn't give her the pleasure of hearing her moan in pain. Her pride kept her from doing so. Her sight was already groggy. Her attacks were so strong that it was enough to put her down in just two hits.
She lifted Satsuki up and carried her on her shoulder. Her sword somehow banished. Satsuki decided to give in to the darkness as she carried her somewhere.
***
"Good job, Arturia-chan!"
Satsuki heard a feminine voice.
"We're friends, Arturia-chan, but don't ever touch my Satchan again!"
It was another one, though this voice seemed more childish and immature compared to the last one.
"Don't you know it's good to share, Naruko-chan? She's quite a looker for someone her age, you know what? I take it back… I think I know why you fell for her now. It's kind of exciting to have an affair with a mortal…"
Satsuki had no choice but to listen in. She was in a sleep paralysis.
"Shut up, Lucy-chan! I'm not sharing her!"
"Then who knows, I might take her from you when you're not looking, Naruko-chan…"
"What's so important about this mortal, Naruko-sama, Lucy-sama?"
"She saved her life once, or so I'm told. I have yet to see the footage Kushina has of her saving Naruko."
"I see, but I still don't get why you are so obsessed about her, Naruko-sama…"
"Just call me, Naruko-chan, Arturia. You're my friend, remember!"
"Imposs—I mean, wouldn't that be disrespectful to a goddess such as yourself?"
"Ah, forget it, Naruko-chan! We kept getting Arturia-chan to drop the '-sama' but she insisted. Just let her…"
There was a pause.
"Don't you know how it feels like to love someone, but couldn't see them for a long time, Arturia-chan?"
"Lucy-sama! That's… I…"
"Oh, Shirou! I remember his name now!"
"I… I…"
"You haven't seen him for quite a long time, haven't you Arturia-chan?"
The voice was meant to be seductive and teasing.
"Don't think that I don't know what you do in the bathroom all by yourself. You begin to 'play' with yourself like this…"
Satsuki heard a moan.
"Lucy-sama! Please don't touch me there… Ah! Oh, my! It feels so…!"
"Good?" Satsuki heard a chuckle along with more moans. "Do you think of Shirou every time I do this?" More moans. "Do you? Do you? Do you?" The moans became louder.
Bam!
"Lucy! Stop that this instant!" There was a new voice, female as well. "There is an unconscious mortal in front of you and you do something indecent as that?!"
"What? C'mon it's not like she's gonna know about this, Hestia-chan…"
"That's still no excuse, let go of Arturia-chan now!"
"Aww you're no fun. Well, this is boring, I'm out of here."
Bam. Satsuki deduced that it was the sound of a door shutting.
"Thank you, Hestia-sama."
"No problem, by the way, Naruko-chan, could you please come with me for a second, your mother wants to see you."
"…"
"Could you please stop drooling on her for a second?" No wonder. So that's why Satsuki felt her left arm was being dropped by droplets of water. Though, it felt more sticky than the average water. Wait, hold the phone, did she just say someone was drooling on her?
"Just five more minutes, Auntie."
"No, if you want that girl, you're going to have to fill the procedures first…"
Satsuki heard a groan and some angry footsteps followed by the sound of the door opening and being slammed shut.
"Arturia?"
"Yes, Hestia-sama?"
"Could you please watch after our guest here, after all, it's your fault she's like this."
"I apologize, Hestia-sama, but she was resisting and Naruko-sama was getting impatient."
"It's okay. Now, I have to go have a chat with that moron, Lucifen, and tell her to send an angel next time other than striking her with lightning."
Satsuki once again heard the door open and shut again, but more gently this time. She heard someone sigh.
"I suppose it is my duty to apologize for my treatment of you earlier."
She recognized that voice. It was the woman who attacked her earlier!
"I don't really know you, but you had better not hurt Naruko-chan." Who? Satsuki doesn't know anyone named Naruko. She did remember it was someone in this room earlier.
"So…" Satsuki wasn't in the mood to hear any of this. In any other scenario she would have told her to shut it and would've left. But she was not in any other scenario, she was in a sleep paralysis thanks to this bitch. She did not want to listen any further, and so gave herself to sleep.
***
Satsuki didn't know how long she had been asleep, but when she woke up she suddenly found the sleep paralysis gone. Looking around, she could not see her captor anywhere, and figured she must have left.
She was in a huge bedroom. It could count as a living room, dining room, and kitchen meld into one. There was also an open door which she perceived to be the bathroom. She felt like she was in a luxury suite.
Satsuki did not take much time to decide to find a way to escape. But first, she needed to find out where she was. She got out of the bed and went closer to the door, pressing the side of her face against the door frame to hear if there was anyone on the other side. So far it was quiet. Twisting the doorknob and opening the door slightly she looked both ways before completely exiting the room.
Satsuki gave a sigh of relief. On the outside she was calm and stoic, but on the inside she was freaking out. She had no idea where she was. She had just fought an unknown enemy. She had no idea what hit her. And she did not want to be used as a Sharingan breeding stock for the other villages, if she was captured by them.
She took notice of the interior of the place she was in. The hallways were painted white. And the ornaments and decorations looked really expensive. She kept walking through the halls, and so far she hasn't come across anyone yet. She seemed to be in some sort of castle.
"Hey, you…" A voice behind Satsuki was heard.
Satsuki jumped a few feet in front of her and turned around to her fighting stance. She saw a young woman who looked older than she was, probably somewhere around seventeen to nineteen. She had long scarlet hair, a curvaceous body, and was dressed in a blue short skirt and had armor on. To any human, she would seem drop dead gorgeous, but Satsuki didn't care about that, all she wanted to do was gain enough power to kill Itachi.
"Hey lighten up, just wanted to ask if you're new around here." She raised her arms in front of her to show she wasn't trying to pick a fight.
Satsuki saw this as an opportunity to find out more about her current location. "Uh,… yeah, I am. What about it?"
"Oh you are? So, what are you doing here?"
"I'm on…" Satsuki quickly thought of the most believable excuse she could muster. "… latrine duty."
"…"
Really, toilet cleaning? That was the best she could come up with. Satsuki had the urge to facepalm for her poor deception skills. Who could blame her? Okay, everyone could blame her for her lack of socialization skills. She had refused to interact with others and focused more on fighting than actually learning to socialize with others.
The strange young woman massaged her chin. "I didn't know auntie hired latrine cleaners." She mumbled to herself, though it was loud enough for Satsuki to hear. "Could she be an intruder?" Satsuki readied herself in case she had to fight her way out. "No, there's no way this place could have any intruders."
"Ah, excuse me?" Satsuki interrupted her. She did know one thing about lying, it's that you always stick to the original story. "… but I'm kind of lost, and I don't know where the barracks is, so could you please show me the way out?"
"The way out?" She asked. "The barracks is on the other side of the city…" So she was in a city not a village. "… but how in the world did you get in here?"
"I was just hired, remember?" Satsuki stated as a matter of factly.
"Oh, right, silly me. Well, it's this way, come on…" She motioned for her to follow her. Satsuki was cautious, but saw her chance otherwise and decided to take it. She followed closely behind her and noted the redhead was at least two heads taller than her.
She must have been really gullible to believe that story.
***
I really shouldn't be doing that." Arturia had just gotten out of the bathroom after finishing her session. "My addiction to Shirou isn't healthy, but I miss him, I miss him so much." If one were to look closely, they'd see that she was on the verge of tears. Her lover was a touchy subject, not being able to see him for a thousand years had made her almost insane, but she had at least managed to control herself, hoping that she'd be able to see her lover's reincarnation someday, and beat him to a pulp for making her wait that long, then proceed to force herself on him catching up on all the lost time, making him pay for the hole he left in her heart.
Looking at the bed she noticed that it was empty. Had that girl awoken when she was in the bathroom? "Damn…" She cursed she quickly bolted out the door to search for the Uchiha.
***
"Here we are, outside the east entrance. I didn't take you the main entrance because we would have to go through the court and they're having a meeting there."
Satsuki had chuckled inwardly. This woman was just so stupid. Her excuse as a latrine cleaner had not backfired like she had thought, in fact, because of that, the moron in front of her told her a lot of things about the military power of this place. Though some of them were unbelievable, like when she told her "they were the right hand of the Goddess herself" bullshit. Guess some people are just so stuck up they believe they can beat anybody.
"Well, thanks for the help, see ya…" She stepped right in front of her and into the crowd in front of them.
"Hey, wait…"
"Huh?" Satsuki looked back. "What is it?"
"What's your name?"
Satsuki decided to be a smartass. "Shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking someone else's name?"
"Oh, right, my name's Erza Scarlet, nice to meet you…"
"Luna… my name's Luna…" Satsuki decided that would be her fake name. She was in a land place full of foreigners and she decided to go with a more Western name. Though she had not even noticed why these foreigners were speaking Japanese.
"So, Luna, want to go eat something? I'm pretty sure nobody uses the latrines anyway." She offered.
"I'll pass…" she denied rudely then started walking off. She felt someone grab the back of her shirt then dragged her away. "…Hey what are you doing, Scarlet, let go!" She demanded.
"Oh, come on, no need to be shy, a sexy, hot onee-san is asking you to lunch and you turn her down? Shame on you…"
Satsuki struggled to get out, but the woman's grip felt like steel. "Are you some sort of pedophile?! Let go of me!"
***
"How long are you gonna keep squirming?"
"Till you let me go!" Satsuki hissed. She tried her best to break out of the woman's grip, but to no avail. Erza was as strong as an ox, probably even stronger. People that passed by stared at the pair with curiosity, but otherwise did not spare them a second glance.
As much as Satsuki thought it would be unpatriotic, the place she was getting dragged across to was beautiful, really beautiful, as in she couldn't even spot one imperfection. Not even a single trash littered on the streets. Even the people were dressed in rather expensive looking clothing without so much as a single peck of dust to ruin the perfection. It definitely seemed like a better place to live in than Konoha.
"Hm, what are you so afraid of, Luna?" Erza raised an eyebrow. "It's not like anybody's going to hurt you, it's just lunch."
Somebody already did hurt me. Satsuki thought, still not giving up on trying to pry Erza's headlock open. "Let go!"
"Look let's just have dinner and I won't bother you anymore, okay?"
Satsuki thought about it for a moment. The headlock was unbreakable, really unbreakable. It would be just plain stupid to continue doing it any further. Sighing in defeat, she agreed. Besides, she might go hungry on the way out. "Fine."
"That's great!" Erza responded enthusiastically.
"Hey, didn't I already agree?! Let go of me already!"
Erza just ignored her and began humming.
***
"Where are Natsu and Gray?"
Mira gave Satsuki the glass of water she requested. "They left just before you guys came in, the others decided to follow." Mira explained. "I don't know why though, everyone seemed to be saying something about a bet."
Erza took a bite out of her cake. "… I see."
"Hn." Satsuki took a sip. "Why did you bring me here?" With a bored look, she stared her in the eye. Erza almost winced at her forwardness, almost. She began sweating and looked away from her and quickly began thinking of an excuse.
"You know, I—uh, I just thought I might just show you around. You did say you were new here, r-right?"
"So kidnapping someone wassssssss—" Satsuki's head suddenly felt dizzy. Everything around her was starting to blur. What was happening? Why was she suddenly feeling so sleepy? She glanced at Erza who seemed to be talking to Mira not concerned about her condition at all.
"Good job." It was what Satsuki heard come out of her mouth. Her drink, she realized, was spiked. Damn. She fought to keep consciousness but whatever was in her drink was doing its job well, really well. With a thud, she fell onto the floor. Every part of her body was begging her to sleep. Before she could lose consciousness, she saw Erza's boots stop in front of her.
"Sleep tight… Luna."
***
"Wake up."
Satsuki heard a rather feminine voice order her. Slowly opening her eyes, she could see a beautiful woman with long red hair. She looked extremely rather similar to Scarlet, the woman she had just met a few hours ago. Except this one had a more mature, no nonsense aura around her that rang of authority. And she looked to be around her twenties. She was dressed in some sort of armor that covered off her entire body except for the head. All-in-all, she looked pretty intimidating. Especially that she was glaring at her with such intensity. Her looks screamed "beautiful and deadly."
"What… happened?" Satsuki's head felt like it had been split open with a crowbar and sewn back together. She felt dizzy. Was it like this for people who had hangovers? She wouldn't know.
"You are in no position to ask questions, Uchiha…" She spat the name Uchiha with disgust. Wow, déjà vu. "I'm the one who's going to get answers here." Her voice meant serious business, as if she had done something to offend her in the past.
Son of a—Satsuki cursed inwardly, it was only a matter of time before she got caught and tortured for information. She steeled herself. No matter what happens, she won't talk, especially not to the likes of her. Her pride wouldn't allow her.
She looked around the room she was in. It was some sort of dungeon, and she was shirtless, hanging on a chain connected to the ceiling. It was so tight that it was hurting her wrists, it was only a matter of time before the tightness would make them bleed. The only thing that gave the room any light was the torches. It only made it more scary and horrifying to look at. Stereotypical dungeon. Her eyes widen when she saw a skeleton hanging on the chain beside her. She couldn't tell if it was real or not. But judging from the smell of death, it was real. Should she be scared? She noticed there were also people standing behind the woman in front of her. They were all wearing armors. They all looked like knights. And they were all female. Her eyes paused on one redhead amongst the group. Erza Scarlet. She was the only one amongst the group who wasn't fully armored.
"You!" Satsuki spat, glaring at her, and remembering what had happened. "What the hell did you—"
She never got to finish the sentence as she received a strong blow to the stomach by the other redhead in front of her, making her spit out her saliva.
"Silence!" The woman ordered. "You will only speak when you are talked to!"
"Mother, you said you wouldn't hurt her!" Erza protested with a worried look from the background. The other knight looking females held her back.
"I said I wouldn't hurt her too much. But if she doesn't give me the answers I want to hear. I may have to use more force than I originally planed." She said, never once look back at Erza.
Mother? Satsuki thought. So this is Mrs. Scarlet, another wackjob. Like mother like daughter, huh?
The woman in front of her once again began interrogating Satsuki. "We'll start with something simple. Tell me about yourself." The voice sounded exactly like Erza's, only rougher, more serious than the friendly tone Erza used.
"…"
"Tch!" Her fist raised and descended on Satsuki's nose, breaking it. She could actually hear the sound of more than just her nose breaking. It felt like some parts of her skull were cracked as well. The force was actually so strong that the Satsuki flew back and swung back in front of the woman due to the chain that was keeping her hanging from the ceiling. She swung right back in front of the redhead.
Only for her to repeat the process.
"You!"
PUNCH!
"Do!"
PUNCH!
"Not"
PUNCH!
"Keep!"
PUNCH!
"Quiet!"
PUNCH!
"While!"
PUNCH!
"I'm!"
PUNCH!
"Talking!"
PUNCH!
"To!"
PUNCH!
"You!"
PUNCH!
The entire process was like a paddle ball. Each word was accompanied by a punch. By the end of one sentence, Satsuki's jaw was dislocated, her nose was broken, her lips were sore and had cuts, blood streaming down her mouth, she was coughing out blood, and her left eye was black and extreme pain was felt all around her face. But the Uchiha still refused to cry.
The sadist in front of her smirked when she looked at Satsuki's teary eyes. "Good, that's what I wanted to see!" She even gave a short chuckle.
The best way anyone could describe Satsuki's look was a beaten up little puppy. Erza had a look of shock on her face. She felt extremely guilty about what was happening to Satsuki, but could never go against her mother's orders. The Dragon Queen can be scary when she's mad.
"Irene-sama, she's just a child!" One of the knights, one with blonde hair, beside Erza voiced. Irene shot her a glare and she suddenly kept silent with fear.
"I suppose you would like to know why I captured you." She said while smirking. Despite the cruelty in her tone, one could still find it extremely attractive. It was quite similar to Erza's only more mature and colder. "You must be asking yourself: Why am I here? Why are you doing this to me? Why am I such a filthy human scum?" She had said the word 'human' with much stress.
"You human, you're all the same, child or not." She glared at Satsuki and grabbed her chin, to which Satsuki's winced in pain, and stared at her eye to eye. "I hate human. Why Kushina even allows them to Heaven is beyond me. But I don't take kindly to them." She forcefully turned Satsuki's face to the skeleton hanging beside her. "You see him? That filthy lowlife scumbag is Erza's human father, my husband. He betrayed me so many times with so many women behind my back, now look, he kept begging and begging when I paid him back in such ways you cannot even imagine." She let go of Satsuki's chin, allowing her to go back to face her. "The same thing is about to happen to you if you don't cough up some answers. I'm gonna ask again, tell me something about yourself." She lifted Satsuki's chin up to face her eye-to-eye, smirking. This woman was obviously a sadist. She knew Satsuki couldn't talk without hurting, her jaw was dislocated.
"You're still not talking are you?" Her smile grew even wider. "Such a pity, and here I thought human would at least be smart enough to know when they're in trouble. They never fail to disappoint." She shook her head as in to feign disappointment.
Satsuki's eyes widened in surprise as she produced a huge sword out of nowhere in her hand. The sword was huge and the hilt seemed to have a design of a dragon, with a huge two way blade sticking out of its mouth in replacement of its tongue.
"Maybe cutting off one of your legs will get you to talk!" She raised the huge blade with just one hand and came swinging down on Satsuki, who closed her eyes bracing for the impact.
Before she could feel any part of her being cut off, she heard a huge clank of steel clashing against each other.
Opening her eyes, she saw Erza standing with her back facing her, and equally large sword in both her hands, using it to block her mother's attack. She couldn't see the look on her face, but noticed that she was trembling and was somewhat sweating. She was wearing the same thing when she met her. She was the only one in the room who wasn't dressed in full body armor.
"What is this?" Irene raised her eyebrow in astonishment, but otherwise kept calm.
"I'm sorry, Mother, but I cannot allow this! You're taking this way too far!" She retracted her sword. The entire thing disappeared from her hands like magic.
What are these people? Satsuki thought. Was she hallucinating?
"You said that you wouldn't hurt her too much!"
"She is a human, a vile disgusting creature, scumbag. Have you forgotten what your father did?"
Erza's head hung low and her eyes darkened. "No, I would never forget that and I will not deny that he was scumbag," Erza raised her head to face her mother eye-to-eye. "… but Satsuki is different!"
Irene was shocked. It was obviously shown on her face. "Different?! How?! She's no different than any other human scumbag! You seduced her here! She was obviously thinking about doing sick, perverted things to you!"
"You're wrong, during the whole time we were together, she never looked at me like she wanted to ravish me, or have her way with me." Erza explained with such determination that shocked her mother. "Though it did look like she was trying to get away…" She muttered the last part quietly.
Silence reigned for a moment before Irene's shock finally wore off. "I would never let vermin like her near my sister's daughter." Satsuki did not know what she was talking about. What daughter? "Why do you think I'm doing this? So I can find an excuse to have her thrown into Hell and have my niece change her mind."
"By torturing her to show how pathetic she is?!" Erza barked back. "She didn't break, most human would've been begging for you to stop at this stage."
"I haven't even begun the fun part yet." She told her. She turned to the other knights. "Hold her down." They had a look of reluctance when they were given that order and was hesitating to carry it through. But they still had to obey. Two of them got out of formation to hold Erza down, but did not expect her to fight back.
"You're not going to harm her any further." She said as she knocked the two out. Summoning another sword, she turned to face her mother. "Even if it means I have to stand up to you." She glared at her own mother.
"You care for her this much?"
Before she could get an answer, the door suddenly banged open to reveal another knight dressed in blue, obviously tired and panting hard. Her sword clutched tightly in her right hand. Behind her were unconscious bodies that were guarding the room lay down the floor motionless. She looked pissed. And she looked like she had gone through hell.
There was never another moment where Satsuki wanted to kill herself so badly.
Arturia's eyes landed on Satsuki. Eyebrows raised in shock as she took in her condition. She turned her attention to Irene and Erza. "I-Irene, what's the meaning of this?!"
***
Satsuki felt herself lying on something warm and soft.
She couldn't quite figure out what it was, but it wasn't important. All she wanted to do was give in to the comfort of whatever it was she was lying on. The cold, gentle breeze only served more to support her comfort. The only thing she wanted to do was sleep—she was feeling quite drowsy after all.
She heard a soft, feminine giggle causing her to slowly peek from her eyes.
What the…
In front of her was a silhouette going against the bright light from the ceiling. Her vision was too groggy to make it out, but whoever it was—was staring at her intently with a deep shade of blue eyes. She blinked.
"Where am I?"
"That's not important right now," the mysterious girl told her. Something about her felt eerily familiar, but Satsuki couldn't quite remember. Not that she cared at a time like this. "All you need to know is that your safe lying on my lap."
"What happened?" Satsuki probed further. "How did I get here?"
The moments those words slowly came out of her mouth weakly, her eyes immediately shot open. The memories came flooding back, raiding her mind with the painful memories of…
"Scarlet!"
She sat up in reflex as she said her name. The memories of her came back. The drug. Her mother. Torture.
It definitely wasn't a dream—the pain felt very, very real. She even could still feel it vaguely haunting her skin; it made something cold run down her spine.
"Where am I?! What happened?!" Satsuki shouted looking around; she was inside a different room on a different bed. She snapped her head around to face the silhouette. "Who are you?!"
The girl smiled at her sweetly. She had blonde hair tied into a bun and lightly tanned skin, and was wearing an expensive black kimino. She also had a familiar set of sky blue eyes that Satsuki felt nostalgic of.
"It's been a long time, Satchan. My Satchan."
***
Satsuki felt her blood run cold and her muscles suddenly hardening. She felt lost. She didn't know here she was, and who she was facing. All she knew, is that she was captured by some foreigners. She was vulnerable to whatever they did to her—and she absolutely loathed feeling vulnerable.
"What's the matter, Satsuki? You look like you've seen a monster." She asked with sweetness that made Satsuki feel all the more uncomfortable. There was something about her that felt uncanny—then again, all of the women she met here had a few screws loose.
Satsuki could only crawl backwards until she hit a bedpost. "H-how do you know my name?"
"How could I possibly forget you?"
"Forget me? Have we met before?" Satsuki narrowed her eyes, carefully watching her every movement.
"You don't remember me?" She pouted then shook her head. She then cupped her cheeks and shook her head. "It's to be expected, Mother did repress your memories."
Repress my memories?
She shook her head and smiled at Satsuki with fake innocence. "… it doesn't matter. I'll make you remember."
She then began to crawl to Satsuki to the point where their noses almost touched. Her right hand reached the back of her hair and grabbed the pin holding it. She then pulled the pin, making her long blonde hair fall down to her waist.
What is she doing?
She tied her hair into pigtails with the same pins used to tie down her hair into a bun. Afterwards she cupped both sides of Satsuki's, who was petrified for reasons he could not explain, cheeks.
"Does this make you remember me now, my dear Satchan?" She used that innocently sweet voice that made Satsuki sweat.
Why do I have a bad feeling about her?
"Do you?" She asked again, looking deep into her onyx eyes. It felt like she was digging into her soul.
Something about her… doesn't feel human.
She heard her sigh and then retracted her head back a few centimeters.
What is she? This feeling…
She giggled. "I guess I'd just have to force you to remember."
Before Satsuki could react, she suddenly felt firm hands grip her shoulders and she was pinned down to the bed so hard that it felt like she was gonna submerge and become one with it.
"Sat~chan," she sang.
…her eyes…
***
A seven year old blond haired girl was sitting on the grass beside the river bank crying.
Naruko didn't know why she was treated this way—with scorn. Why did the other kids have to be so mean? She didn't do anything to deserve it, did she? The only she wanted to do was be friends with them.
Where am I?
As she stared into her own reflection in the mirror while sobbing. Her face was a mess from the other kids throwing rocks at her. Oddly enough, the scars healed almost immediately—she didn't know how or why.
She felt something poke her back.
"Hey, why ya cryin'?" A soft childish voice behind her asked.
She turned her head to see a kid her age with raven hair.
The blonde sniffed and rubbed her nose. "What do you want?" She said harshly.
"Nothin' just wanted to know why ya cryin'?" Satsuki asked with a huge grin on her face.
"None of your business!" She rudely blew her off and went back to staring at the river.
She suddenly felt surprise when she felt something brush the hem of her skirt. From the reflection of the river, she saw somebody had taken a seat next to her—the raven haired kid.
She didn't talk, but their reflection was sending a clear message, she was just smiling at her all bubbly and happy. The exact opposite of what Naruko was feeling now—lonely and sad.
In a huff and a fit of frustration and a bit of jealousy, she immediately stood up and left, still crying, leaving the kid by herself to look at her with wonder..
"Hey, wait up!" Satsuki kid called out.
"Go away!" She snapped back at her.
She turned her back to her again and proceeded to be on her way, intending to go back to the orphanage she hated so much. But before she could get out of the riverbank, she felt a hand placed on her shoulder.
"Wanna play?" Satsuki asked with a smile.
Naruko looked at her suspiciously. Was this some sort of prank? She had been given that offer before only to be made fun of by the other kids. It turned out to be a cruel joke —and she was the punch line. She was skeptical, and did not want it to happen again. She had no intention of being hurt and be made fun of a second time.
"No" She said bluntly and shook her off.
She made her way back to the orphanage, ignoring the now frowning girl.
***
"What are you doing here?" Her eyes narrowed and the frown dug in deeper.
"Waiting for you." Satsuki said nonchalantly in such a cutesy tone, swinging her legs while staring at her own reflection, and smiling like a fool.
The blonde was silent for a while, just staring at her back. She took notice of the strange symbol engraved on the back of her blue shirt. It looked like a red fan with a white handle.
"Why?" She finally asked.
"Hm?" Satsuki turned her head to look at her, smiling. Looking all innocent-like. "Why what?
"Why were you waiting for me?" She snapped harshly.
"I was bored." She had a Cheshire-like grin on her face. "Big bro won't play with me, and the other kids are all busy studying for the exams next week. So I thought I might see you here again."
"Then why aren't you studying?" Her voice dripping with venom.
"Don't need to." She bragged. "Got it all in my head." She poked the side of her forehead three times.
"Good for you." Naruko spat and turned away, planning to head back to the orphanage.
"Why aren't you studying?" Satsuki asked her the same question, making the blonde stop on her tracks.
"I… didn't take any notes." She looked down in regret.
"Mmhm." Satsuki made a sound at the back of her throat. "So what's your name?"
The blonde looked back at her with hesitation in her eyes.
"…Uzumaki, Naruko." She said slowly. She had a bad reputation among the village, although she didn't know why, and she wasn't sure how he'd react. She saw the other girl's face light up and eyebrows widen.
"The fox girl?!" Satsuki perked up, having heard of her from the adults. "No way." She shook her head in disbelief.
Naruko's eyes were cast down depressingly into the river. " Yeah, bet you're scared of me now, huh?"
"Hm…" she leaned in close to her face. "You don't look so scary, if anything; you look kind of cute."
"C-c-cute?!" The blonde stumbled a few steps backwards, blushing. Nobody had ever called her "cute" before. Most of the time it was insults and mockery her way—so a compliment felt so alien to her. She fell flat on her butt.
She rose up and padded her rear—hearing laughter from the raven haired girl she was talking to a few seconds ago. Her blue eyes glared at her—so she was just making fun of her!
"Tsk," Naruko turned her head to the side in annoyance. What was this girl deal? Whatever, she wasn't gonna put up with it. "I'm outta here." She turned to leave.
Before she could go, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, come on, didn't mean to make you leave." Satsuki told her
She brushed off her hand.
"Hmph."
Then she left.
"I meant it."
"Oh?" She raised a brow. "Meant what?"
The two girls now sat a good five feet apart from each other on the river bank, staring at their own reflections.
"When I said you were cute." Satsuki stated falling on her back landing on the grassy riverbank, her view now shifted to the clouds above. "I meant that. You really are cute."
Naruko blushed. "Oh," She smiled at the compliment, feeling warm—it was a feeling that felt alien to her. It felt… nice. "Thanks."
She eyed her for a second then turned back to her own reflection on the river. She didn't know what to say next. She had never been in a situation like this before. All the other kids hated her—the adults were no better. Should she say something to her? Does she even know what to say?
"Hey," She called out to her.
"Hm?" The raven haired girl looked at her blushing face.
"What's your name? I already told you mine."
"My name is Uchiha Satsuki. Nice to meet cha!"
"You're still here?"
"Yup."
"You must really be bored." Naruko stated.
Satsuki nodded her head. "Yeah, Nii-san won't help me train. He's got another important mission—no time for her cute little sister at all."
Naruko rolled her eyes. "Get over yourself."
"Meh," Satsuki just waved a hand. "So, you didn't take any notes? You wanna borrow mine?" She took out her notebook from her backpack and handed it to her.
Naruko looked at it for a few seconds, contemplating whether or not to take it. She was failing her grades and if it kept up; she would be repeating the year—and she did not want that. "What's the catch?"
"Play with me." She stated. "I'm bored. Really, really, really bored."
She was whining now. Naruko took note. Did she really have nothing better to do with her time? She has to be if she keeps going back here to see her.
"O-okay…" She hesitantly took the notebook from her hands. "Thanks."
"Hn," Satsuki bubbled. "Tomorrow then?"
"Okay!"
***
"What's the matter? Why are you looking so down?" Satsuki tilted her head.
"I—"
"Yes?"
"I can't understand this." Naruko waved the notebook in front of her. The content inside all looked like some strange alien language to her.
"Which part?"
She looked down, scared to face her in the eye. "All of it."
Satsuki chuckled.
"You want me to tutor you?" She offers, saying it like it was no big deal.
"T-tutor me? Why would you do that?"
"Cause you don't know nothin'."
"No, I meant why would you go so far for me?"
Satsuki grinned.
"Cause I'm bored."
***
"Satsuki, Oy! Satsuki!"
Satsuki looked back to the screaming girl running towards her.
"I did it! I got a hundred on the midterms exam, thanks!" Naruko smiled at her.
"No problem," Satsuki chimed. She was rather proud of herself, being able to tutor other kid to get a perfect score. Though, she was rather surprised that Naruko managed to memorize all that. She was jealous; she herself only got a ninety-eight.
Guess, Naruko was not as stupid as she looks.
"So, will you play with me now?"
Naruko nodded. "Okay."
***
"Go away!" Satsuki spat at her.
Naruko winced. She had heard the news. She knew her only friend must have been devastated. Who wouldn't be? Having their entire family killed by their own brother, flesh and blood.
Satsuki's watery, bloodshot eyes widened when she felt two arms wrap around her neck in a tight, warm hug.
"There, there, let it all out…" She coerced like a mother. "I'm here, and I promise I'll never leave you."
Satsuki sniffed. "Go away…" she warned, feeling her fists clench. She felt Naruko's hair brush over her as she shook her head.
"I won't leave you." She tells her, almost promising.
"…You promise?" Satsuki cocked her head to hers, their noses almost touching.
"Promise."
***
"Bullshit!" Satsuki screamed at the girl, pushing her away. Naruko fell on her back lying against the bed. She looked at the blonde, horrified. There was no way, just no way, she would ever do such a cheesy thing. "This never fucking happened!"
Naruko glared back at her.
"But you promised you'd be my slave!" She shouted.
"No! An Uchiha is no one's slave!" Satsuki clenched her fist. Her sentence dripping with pride. "You foreigners are fucking crazy! First you kidnap a twelve year old, you drug her, you fucking torture her, then you feed her bullshit?!" She glared at her. Naruko placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, but Satsuki brushed her off.
"Screw you, I'm out of here!" Satsuki turned to leave the bed immediately, but before she could completely leave the bed, Naruko had grabbed her by the ankle, causing her to fall over.
Satsuki looked back to see a deranged Naruko grinning at her dysfuntionally.
"Oh, screw me alright!"
She pulled her back unto the bed with an inhuman strength, causing Satsuki to bump her head on one of the poles.
"I'm done playing nice."
Satsuki looked horrified. No matter how much she struggled under her tight grip, she didn't even budge; she was hurting her wrists.
"Trying to escape, I don't think so…"
"Get off of—"
Before Satsuki could continue any further, Naruko sent her lips crashing unto hers. Satsuki's eyes widened, and attempted to break free, but her kiss was forceful, hungry, reeking of desperation, wet and sloppy.
As to where Satsuki trying to break away from being violated any further, Naruko merely moaned, enjoying her new toy's sweet, soft lips. She waited a long time for this, and she was going to enjoy every second of it, consented or not.
Satsuki tried kneeing her stomach, but the woman was like iron. She didn't even flinch.
After a few minutes, She was becoming hungrier and hungrier. She wanted to ravage her mouth, exploring every crook and cranny it had to offer. Her tongue licked hers, desperately asking for entrance.
Satsuki kept her mouth shut as tightly as she could. Like hell she was going to give it to her.
Naruko responded to her resistance by using her free hand to punch her stomach hard, causing Satsuki to scream in pain. She had never been punched in the stomach that hard before, not even by Itachi on the night of the massacre.
Naruko only took the chance to dive her tongue immediately into Satsuki's mouth, where it made contact with hers, much to her pleasure.
"Mmmmm!" She moaned. She was intent on exploring every part of that sweet, soft, delicious tongue of hers.
Satsuki groaned at being violated. She suddenly had the idea to bite her tongue. She bit her as hard as she could, and Naruko immediately pulled out, both hands covering her mouth.
She took this chance to immediately run for the door. But the second her hand rested on the door knob, she suddenly felt her nose colliding with the wooden frame of the door, leaving it bloody and broken. The back of her head hurting like a jack hammer had just been swung unto her by a six foot four pound of muscle lumberjack.
She clutched her nose and fell to the ground. It was sneezing out blood. Her other hand was clutching the back of her hair.
"You fucking bitch!" Naruko gritted her teeth. "You think you can pull shit whenever you want, huh, bastard?!"
She roughly grabbed her hair and began to pull her towards the bed. Satsuki grabbed her wrist trying to get her to stop; she has better luck moving a mountain. Her hair hurt from being pulled.
"I'm gonna fucking teach you a lesson, you dirty, horny little slut." She threw her unto the bed again.
Satsuki lay on the bed, staring at her with horror. She had no idea what the fuck was going on or who this crazy bitch really was. The back of her head hurt like hell. And her nose was broken. She was completely defenseless.
A single tear fell down her right eye.
"Aw, does the little bitch's nose huwt? Does it? Is she gonna cwy?" Naruko taunted her. "I'll teach you to be an obedient little whore, you fucking slut."
Satsuki started crawling backwards, attempting to escape again. But before she even attempt, Naruko grabbed her by her right leg and twisted it, breaking the bones inside easily like it was a twig.
"Argh!" Satsuki screamed in pain. Make it stop! Oh, God, make it stop!
Naruko did the same with her other leg.
"Praying to my mother won't save you." She told her like she read her mind. She probably did.
By this time, Satsuki lost the energy to scream properly.
Naruko smirked. She straddled over Satsuki's injured body.
"You spoiled little bitch. I think it's time for you to learn a wife's place."
***
"Mmmmmm."
Naruko very much enjoyed the metallic taste of blood in Satsuki's mouth. The way Satsuki would moan when she ravaged it. How soft her tongue was. She was in bliss. She had waited so long for this, and nothing would get in her way. Not even Satsuki's unwillingness to cooperate would deter her in the slightest. She had no say in this.
"Mm."
The taste of her Satchan. Her Satchan.
It was cute how her weak little twig-like arms tried to weakly push her away after a few minutes of making out. She was pretending not to like it. So cute!
Of course after ten minutes or so, she eventually just ran out of energy to push her away and her arms just dropped to her sides and unto the comfort soft bed. Satsuki had lost too much of it screaming when she broke both of her legs. As much as Naruko hated it to hurt her precious Satchan, she would not stand for disrespect with her new wife.
See? She knew Satsuki would enjoy it eventually. She does enjoy it, right? Right?! Because if she so much as complained, she would show her her place. But even she did complain, Naruko knew she was enjoying it. There was no way she wouldn't be happy. After all, she was deeply, madly, crazy in love with her. Who wouldn't enjoy to be with the woman they loved? (She was only twelve, but still… a woman)
After a good thirty minutes she retracted back up and admired her work. Satsuki's gaping mouth was tracing with saliva unto hers. It had been fully ravaged. It would never be pure again. She smiled at this—at her work. It was an exquisite sight. A sight she wished she could take a photo of. To finish it off, she opened her mouth as wide as it could stretch and spat in it. She massaged her throat to force her to swallow.
"Bet, you enjoyed that didn't you, you horny, little slut?" She trailed a finger up her neck and looked her on her half opened eyelids. She closed in and snuggled on her abdomen.
You're never going to leave me. She held her possessively and dozed off in the sweet comfort of her wife's chest. She would finish this later.
***
Satsuki slowly regained her consciousness and felt something soft, warm, and breathing on her chest. Her onyx colored eyes slowly traveled down to see a petite blond sleeping on her abdomen. Her eyes widened. The memories came flooding back in to the girl stuck in reverie.
"Aah!" She screamed when she had tried to move her legs. The pain stung greatly. Even the slightest inch stung. It felt like her kneecaps had been broken by a jackhammer. And her nose also felt like it wasn't supposed to bend that way.
The insides of her mouth also felt like it had been tampered with by a soft foreign object. It felt wet, sticky wet and not from her own saliva. She could still feel Naruko's tongue ravaging hers. And it was in no way invited.
She tried pushing the blonde haired psycho to the side and limp to the door, but she had quite a grip on her. Her arms felt like steel wrapped around her body. It was squeezing her. Not to the point that it hurt, though. But it definitely told her that escape was going to be hard.
Shaking her body in an attempt to loosen it, the arms only wrapped around tighter to the point that she winced a bit, and the expression on her face turned into a look of annoyance then back into a smile again.
Satsuki slumped her head back into the bed. This has been a very traumatizing experience.
What am I going to do now?
Before she could think of anything, she felt the blonde lift her face up from her abdomen.
"Yaaahhh…" She yawned and stared at the frail, injured girl below here. "Had a nice nap, Satchan?"
A stream of sweat flowed down from Satsuki's forehead. She didn't know how to respond. This monster who calls herself Naruko was obviously deranged. There's no telling what she'd do next.
"Don't give me that look, Satchan." She smiled at her and then giggled. "You wouldn't want me to punish you again." Naruko's hands now rested on Satsuki's chest. She was mounting her with both her legs on either side of her hips.
While Satsuki glared at her (she wouldn't allow her to see her scared), Naruko merely looked at her lovingly. This was the happiest day of her life; the day she and her soon-to-be wife were finally reunited. Nothing could possibly ruin her mood. Except maybe for her stupid wife's defiance, but that could be fixed in time.
Sure, she should probably give her a say in this, but it's like her mother once told her:
"It's not about you liking someone, or someone liking you. It's about making sure they can never leave you!"
So she just shrugged and went along with it. Granted, this advice was given when her mother was drunk from a drinking contest with Lucifen, but she like the idea nonetheless.
Plus, screw it; she's a goddess. She gets what she wants.
And all of it justified regardless of the means used because she's a goddess. Puny mortals get no say.
In Naruko's eyes, all of the things she's done and will do to keep her possession was righteous. All of those who dared stand in her way were dirty no good sinners that need to be sent to Hell. Any act that defies her will is automatically a sin. Which was why she had to punish her Satchan when she stepped out of the line by denying her of her rightful ownership of her.
Her defiance was cute, but still…
And that kiss, it was really mega-level cute when she pretended not to like it. She knows she loved every second of it. Satsuki was a slut, her slut. She knew she couldn't resist it when she kissed her. She knew she was deeply in love with her, madly even. She knew Satsuki would do all sorts of crazy things just to be with her, but it's her stupid shyness and pride that keeps getting in the way. Despite it being cute. It didn't bother her that much. She knew all she had to do was show some force so Satsuki can get over her petty insecurities.
Hey, love hurts. And if it meant having to break every bone in her sexy little slutty body and dragging her to their love nest, she would.
But she herself wasn't without her insecurities. She knew that those other humans mongrels wanted her wife for themselves, well she won't have it. They don't have a prayer. Because they're never going to get the chance to see her again.
Now her only other fear was that a god/goddess or an angel, or some other visitor would fall in love with her. What if that happened? They wouldn't dare express any interest in her. She was the Princess of the Gods, the daughter of the true creator the Goddess Kushina. And the Daughter of Kushina does not share.
"So Satchan, ready for a second round?" She cupped her face. It didn't matter what her answer was, so she didn't even know why she bothered asking that question. She dived in for another steamy make out session.
Satsuki's eyes widened when she quickly realized what she was up to and drew her head back. Unfortunately, the young girl was lying on a bed, so she could only submerge her head into the soft mattress for so long.
"S… Stop…" Satsuki moaned weakly.
At this point, she was just praying to whatever deity was out there to save her. Which was a desperate action for an atheist.
A knock on the door stopped Naruko. A vein popped up on her forehead as she glared at the wooden frame.
"What the fuck do you want?! We're fucking busy in here!" She yelled at the visitor(s).
"Naruko-chan, it's me…" A voice Satsuki knew all to well answer at the other side. Her blood immediately ran cold. It was her again. "…Erza. I'm with Arturia. We've got some bad news for you."
***
"Are you shitting me?!"
"I'm so-so sorry. Mother is actually making a good point about this, and the council agrees with her." Erza told them, eyes cast down in regret. "They're coming to a verdict about it right now. And I'm afraid… they're not on your side."
"Fuck it!" Naruko cursed, picking up an expensive looking vase and throwing it to the wall, smashing it to a hundred pieces. "Fuck it!"
"I'm really sorry, Naruko-sama. But your mother is just trying to reach a peaceful conclusion. Unless we can prove the Uchiha is worthy then the High Council will not change their minds." Arturia said while down on a knee. Her voice filled with regret. She hated seeing her master sad, especially on this kind of predicament. She really wanted Naruko's first love to be successful… unlike hers. So the best she could do right now, was support her.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuucckkkkk!" Naruko was busy trashing the room. Breaking anything that she could get a hold off while screaming.
Satsuki was just lying on the bed, pain over taking her legs. Her broken nose leaking out blood. She was breathing pretty heavily. She didn't know why this was happening.
"Please, Naruko-sama. Calm down. We'll find a way to get them to change their minds." Arturia tried to assure her.
"Yeah, Arturia-chan, is right. We can try and convince them. You did say she saved your life once and showed you compassion when nobody else did, right?" Erza asked, leaning on the side of the wall. She occasionally stole glances at Satsuki, whom she still felt guilty for.
"Naruko…" Erza called out to her.
"What?!" Naruko looked back. She halted from smashing the mirror to hear what her cousin had to say.
"Why is her mouth like that?" Erza jabbed a finger to Satsuki's mouth. "That doesn't look normal. It seems… swollen."
Naruko smirked, dropping the mirror to the ground. "That there… is my masterpiece." She placed her hands on her hips, standing with pride.
Erza looked perplexed. "You… ravished her?" She raised a brow.
"Aye, spat on her mouth I did." Naruko told her like she had just won an award. "Made her swallow my saliva."
"Why is her legs bent that way?" Arturia asked.
"Satchan tried to escape. The little slut bit my tongue and made a run for it. Smashed her nose on the doorframe, dragged her back to the bed, broke her legs." Naruko shrugged like it was no big deal. Erza however seemed horrified.
"You can't just do that!" She yelled at her. "That's inhumane!"
"Hey, she bit me. Bit me." Naruko stuck out her tongue and jabbed her thumb to it. "Besides, I know the whore loves it. Fucking bitch likes playing hard to get." She crossed her arms and walked over to the incapacitated Satsuki, running her hand over her hair.
The redhead's mouth gaped open. She couldn't believe what her cousin just did. This was crazy. She was crazy.
"You shouldn't be hurting her." She told her, glaring at the blonde with such ferocity.
"Oh?" Naruko gave a naughty smile at her. "I enjoyed it. I very much liked the taste. You wanna hear about it? Every. Single. Detail." She punctuated every word while tasting her index finger. She crossed her legs, showing a decent view of the black lacy panties inappropriate for her age shamelessly to the two girls under the black kimino that she wore. Her face twisted with deviousness. "And I know she did too."
"You shouldn't be treating her like this!"
"Erza, Naruko-sama, please… calm down." Arturia tried to stop the commotion but was ignored. Naruko gave off a laugh and continued talking Erza down.
"Oh, and how should I treat her? With respect? Let her go freely while I sit here and deal with deity problems because I know she loves me?"
"Yes!" Erza immediately spoke out.
"Hah! And look how that played out for you!" She jabbed a finger at her, twirling it around in the air. "What was his name again?" She placed the finger back on her chin, pondering.
"Don't. You. Dare." Erza gritted through her teeth. She knew Naruko was about to touch a sensitive subject.
"Jellal!" Naruko perked up. "That was his name, wasn't it?"
"Shut. Up." Erza gave her a warning accompanied with a nasty death glare.
"What happened to him? You let the little mage run off in Earthland and he fell in love with someone… Ultear, if I remember correctly."
Erza's hand turned into a fist. "I'm warning you…"
"Naruko-sama, I don't think—"
"Heh, I hope you enjoyed the taste of his dick, Erza dear. Because you won't be seeing it again!" She taunted, noticing the look on Erza's face. "Oh, you don't like that do you? What's the matter? You cwy yourself sweep every time Jerzy-werzy puts his little widdle dick inside human pussy?" She said while clasping her hands and making a kissy face, sashaying side to side, taunting the redhead.
"You bitch!" Erza immediately glowed black and summoned her most powerful armor in her arsenal. A black steel made for destroying. Her Purgatory Armor. She was grasping the huge black sword two times her size that looked like it could do massive damage. Her red eyes were glowing, and tears were overflowing her cheeks.
Naruko only gave a hysterical laugh.
"Come at me, bitch!"
***
The tears of Erza Scarlet fell down Satsuki's shirt unwelcomingly.
The redhead kept sobbing unto her as if she were a pillow acting as an outlet for a heartbroken teenage girl. She lied down on her queen sized bed unmoving as both her legs were twisted in the opposite direction.
All the raven haired avenger could do was, wait until the redhead goddess finished letting her tears out.
And boy, she had been waiting for quite a while.
She would've screamed at her to get off of her. To tell her to go find another human body pillow to let her feelings out of. It wasn't her fault that her cousin was an insensitive (psychopathic, sadistic) bitch who couldn't control her goddamn mouth.
Speaking of controlling her goddamn mouth…
Unfortunately, for poor Satsuki, she couldn't even find the energy to voice her opinions because of what happened before. Her body felt very, very broken.
Her mouth also felt very, very violated.
Ew…
Satsuki lied still on the ground until Erza finally sniffed away all of her tears and began wiping all of them on her shirt. The soft feeling of her breasts colliding with hers made it evident that the woman didn't wear a damn bra.
Erza lifted her face up from Satsuki's torso. Her honey-chocolate brown eyes covered in wetness that made her look like an injured puppy met with Satsuki's.
For a moment, Satsuki felt a little pity for her. A little.
Then she remembered that torture her insane mother put her through and she began to grow apathetic. At least until Erza blurted out a few words.
"I'm so sorry!"
With that, Erza buried her face again unto Satsuki's chest near her torso. Her sobbing went all across her luxurious room as the only thing either of them could hear.
The goddess acting like a heartbroken teenage girl was enough to move a little part of Satsuki's heart. To her, this was no longer the strange foreigner who had the iron grip of an ox, nor was she the daughter of that crazed sadist who broke her skull into different pieces. She was just another person who got caught up in a crazy family.
She sighed.
Guess I'm not the only one with a crazy family member, huh?
She used one of her arms to rub her back comfortingly.
It seemed to have worked, judging from Erza sobbing her heart out even more now.
Really, she's just doing this to get her to finish up quicker. It's not like she wants her to feel better, really. She doesn't care about her at all, no sir re. She's got her own problems.
She totally does not care at all.
Honest…
***
"WHERE IS SHE?!"
The sounds of people chattering in the hallways did nothing to drown out the ranting of one little blonde goddess. Gods, goddesses, angels, and souls alike kept out of her way in fear of road kill by how fast she was opening doors and running around. The only one brave enough was her personal servant, Arturia, who was following her around trying to minimize the damage.
"Naruko-sama, please… calm down. You're scaring everyone."
"Shut up! Shut up! Where is she?! Where is my Satsuki?! Where did that bitch take her?!"
Arturia stopped in her tracks as soon as the blonde goddess looked at her. Naruko's once sky blue eyes turned red and her growl feral.
It scared her.
All this for one human girl… She did her best to maintain composure. Though she could not really blame Naruko, she herself would rage against the heavens should they go against her being with her Shirou. In fact, it was the only thing keeping her here was the promise of one day seeing him again.
"Please, Naruko-sama, we must inform your mother first of Erza's disappearance and kidnapping of the Uchiha heir." The blonde knight tried to reason with her mistress. "Erza must be smart enough to take her to one of her hiding places. She cannot merely be found easily."
Although Naruko was fuming, breathing heavily in and out that anyone could almost see steam coming out of her nostrils, she somewhat seemed to be calming down given as she had not continued her rampage around the palace.
Arturia sighed, breaking composure. Naruko very well had the power to level the entire universe and she knew it. So far, this could be considered a minor case of an anger outing. She could see that her mistress was visibly shaken and almost out of control with a dark menacing broken aura surrounding her figure.
"Satchan, she's mine… mine alone…"
Arturia badly wanted to wrap her arms around to hug the other blonde. She moved in to do so in an effort to calm her down, but was unfortunately interrupted by a powerful presence.
"What is going on here? I've heard Naruko was making a scene and I was needed here. I just left the meeting in a hurry. What's with this mess? Naruko… Arturia, please explain."
"Kushina-sama…"
***
"Damn, you did quite the number on the girl, didn't you?"
Irene shrugged. "I've done much worse."
"Still, she was just twelve. You couldn't have just scared her. Geez, even I think you went too far."
"I'm not in the mood for a lecture, Lucifen."
The Fallen Angel raised an eyebrow.
"Don't tell me you're still holding a grudge against human." She placed a finger on her own forehead and smiled coyly. "I swear, I thought we were over that. You told us you'd start looking for someone else."
Irene huffed, clearly not wanting to respond or even dwell on the subject.
"…Someone else to torture."
Lucifen glared at the Dragon Queen. "That doesn't exactly sound like a benevolent Mother Nature talking. What happened to you? You used to be so nice."
"Shut up." Irene said harshly. The red haired dragon goddess faced the other way with her arms crossed. Her face told of a sour mood. Probably just still sour that the Uchiha brat got away from her clutches before she could prove what a wimp she was, and worst, her own daughter likes her.
Ah, Erza… she could be sweet. She was her daughter after all. But she just didn't know human like she did. Oh, she could already see it. That girl will be the downfall of the lot of them. A human girl, joining the ranks of the Holy Council? Especially catching the eye of the head honcho's daughter, that girl would be nothing but trouble. She e must have quite the ego thinking herself all that by how she seduced the princess. She was glad that the council's choice is in her favour.
Still, she resolved to get her hands on her again. She needed to make a point to Erza. She saw that look in her eyes when she defended her. It was the look of a young woman in love.
The same look she had when she was younger…
Her little Erza may have not known it, but there was the small chance that she might have some room for the human girl in her heart. To think she had learned her lesson after her previous human boyfriend.
***
"And then… and then…" Erza sniffed, wiping her nose on Satsuki's shirt. "He fell in love with that conniving whore!"
More tears fell down on Satsuki's shirt, which was really better off if it had been fully dipped under water. Erza had been crying so much, Satsuki shirt looked like she had half submerged herself on a lake, torso-first.
So far, Satsuki had felt bored as hell, listening to the sad sob love story of Erza Scarlet. She fell in love with a human with blue hair, blah blah blah. Her mother didn't like him (figures) and tried to set them apart. She lets him run off on his own. And then he fell in love with some other dame. Which breaks the redhead's heart into two.
The only thing Satsuki could relate to Erza, was her relation to that psycho of a mother. She thought Itachi and her would've made for a good pair.
"You're…" Erza sniffed, raising her head out of Satsuki's shirt. "… such a good listener, you know?"
Her hand moves up to wipe the remaining tears away.
"You're better off without him…" Satsuki told her dryly. Although unsympathetic, she thought making another enemy wouldn't be a smart decision. Even if it was half-assed, she should at least put some effort into not pissing someone off for once. Still, she couldn't help but genuinely feel a bit of sympathy for her. That pigtailed blonde sociopath really pushed the wrong buttons.
"You really think so?" Erza looked at her with fragile honey colored eyes.
Satsuki grunted.
Erza laughed sadly.
"Yeah, you're right." She agreed with him weakly. "I am much better off with somebody else…"
I never said that. I said you were just better off without the guy…
"…Someone who knows how to listen and comfort a gal." She looks at her with puppy dog eyes, just fresh from tears. "Someone who doesn't look at me like I'm just a sex toy."
"That… sounds good." Satsuki grunted. She's still under a lot of pain with her broken ass legs.
Erza then gave the softest of smiles.
"You want some cake, Luna?"
Satsuki slowly turned to look at her with curiosity. Why is she still calling her by that name? Whatever, something to eat actually sounds nice.
"Hn…"