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FIC[Blood+ AU - some spoilers]
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fivebyfiction and another chapter for my Blood+ AU fic. It took me awhile because I wasn't exactly sure where I was going with it but I kind of know now. The only spoilers in this chapter are for Saya's & Diva's past that appear towards the beginning I think of the series (as a dream sequence). I am STILL LOOKING FOR A BETA - does anyone on my FL watch Blood+? They are showing on Adult Swim (Cartoon Network). I'll probably edit it 1,396,456,464,564 more times before I post it anywhere else but I'd love it if someone could beta.
Fic: Another Time, Another Place
Chapter 2: Blood & Tears
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Some slight/vague spoilers for Saya's & Diva's past.
Summary: Solomon tries to get closer to Saya as she is released from the hospital. She still has no memory of her past. the people in it, or what she is.
Saya just wanted it to stop - that dreadful sound. She never would have thought she'd prefer the sounds of gunfire and war to anything. What is making that noise? The first time she heard it, Saya thought she was losing her mind, a result of spending too many hours in the hospital bed. She asked all of the other patients and nurses - no one heard it but her. Except for him. Dr. Goldsmith told her that he heard the noise too. He mentioned the sound in passing one night when he was visiting her. The handsome doctor had smiled and said he heard the lovely music. Lovely music? Saya thought to herself, incredulously. She had to wonder if he was entirely sane too. The primitive sound sent a chill down her spine and she couldn’t imagine anyone thinking of it as music. Tonight, it seemed as if whatever was making the noise was calling only to her. That's crazy, whatever is out there doesn't even know I exist, Saya tried to reassure herself.
The door to her room opened and Saya nearly jumped off the bed. What is wrong with me? What am I so nervous about?
"Good---I see you're still awake, Saya.” Solomon said cheerfully. He walked in and admired his favorite patient.
"Yeah, I can't sleep…” Saya started to reply when she was interrupted by a loud sound from her stomach. “...and I guess I’m a little hungry."
“ I knew you would be. The portions we give patients are too small but it can’t be helped because of the war." Solomon smiled at her. "I brought you something from a cafe near my home." He handed her plate with huge portions of roast pork, scallops, and green beans.
Saya's eyes lit up like at sight of freshly cooked food. "Thank you, Dr. Goldsmith, but you really shouldn't have. I mean you don't buy dinners for any of the other patients...” Although she protested, Saya attacked the food immediately.
Solomon sat down in the chair by her bed. "You're right, I don't. But, you're...special, Saya." He stared at her attentively while he spoke.
Saya nearly choked on her food at hearing Solomon's words. Her, special? There isn't anything special about me except I hear those creepy noises that no one else does – besides him. Saya almost laughed at Solomon’s words. Although she wouldn't admit it, hearing him say that she was special made her just a little bit happy. Solomon was the most handsome man she could remember meeting and he had been extremely nice to her. Saya's memories were limited to her time in the hospital but she had met many men since she arrived and none of them made her feel like Solomon. He was special to her too.
"Thank you," she said, smiling shyly.
"I have some good news, Saya." Solomon said, pleased at the effect is words were having on her. "You're condition has improved enough to be released."
"Really? That's...good. I guess." Saya answered. But, it wasn't. She had nowhere to go when she was released. Saya still didn't remember how she even got to
"When, umm, are they---you going to release me?" Saya asked uneasily, afraid of the answer.
Solomon moved closer to Saya and took her hand in his. "It's okay, Saya. We're not going to throw you out on the streets." Solomon reassured her. "I have a proposition to make but I don't want to offend you."
“ Proposition?" She asked, trying to imagine exactly what the doctor could have in mind. Saya felt a blush forming on her cheeks, as she thought of doing things entirely improper with the handsome man.
"Yes," Solomon continued. "Although, it's not something I usually do, I'd like you to stay with me after you are released. Your situation is unique. You have amnesia and your blood disorder needs to be monitored closely. You can stay in my home until your memory returns."
“ I don't know, Doctor, I don't think that would be exactly proper. What would---"
Solomon smiled at her; he was hoping her stay with him would not be entirely proper. "I can see how you might think that but let me assure you that there is nothing to worry about. I live alone in a large mansion. It's my family's home. There are so many rooms that we could go days without even seeing each other, if that's what you want.” He paused, studying her reaction. “And I promise I'll be the perfect gentleman."
Saya looked at the young doctor; her instincts told the girl that she could trust him. He had been so kind to her since she arrived in the hospital. Many nights when the noises from outside woke her up, she saw him sitting in the chair and watching over her. She wasn't sure why he did it but his presence made her feel safe. She smiled at the doctor. "No, Dr. Goldsmith, I wouldn't want that. You've been very kind to me." Saya looked down considering his invitation. "Okay, I'll come as long as you're sure it's okay. You've done so much already. I hope someday I can repay your kindness."
"I'm sure you will, Saya." Solomon said as darker thoughts entered his mind. He knew exactly how he'd like to be repaid. He had to remove the thought from his mind. The image of seducing the queen was arousing him. "Then it is settled. I'll prepare your release for tomorrow morning. I have to work but my servants will take care of everything.”
"Servants?" Saya's mouth dropped open in disbelief. Staying in a mansion with servants would be so different from the hospital.
"Yes, I only have three. Don't worry. They’re all very nice people - like you." It was true, everyone that he hired were very nice and very human. Because of how things worked out, Solomon was glad he had not relied on his family for hiring the servants. None of the servants knew about the Goldsmith family or what he was. Hiring innocent civilians had been dangerous; he had to keep some of his peculiar habits a secret but Solomon did not want his brothers knowing he had found their queen's sister. Sorry big brother, he mused, I'm not going to let you ruin my fun just yet.
Solomon sat at the desk in his bedroom in the dark, his eyes closed, listening to the chiropterans. Such a beautiful song, he thought. And she hears it too. The idea excited him, knowing that right now Saya was in her hospital bed, listening to the same song as he. Ahh Saya, how long will it be until you wake up? Before that could happen, her chevalier had to be found. Saya could not awaken until she drank his blood. Only a chevalier's blood can awaken the queen. Amshell had taught him that lesson the last time Diva had awoken. His brother had given him the pleasure of waking up their queen. He had never imagined such pleasure was when he was a human. If only my blood could wake you, Saya..
The phone rang suddenly pulling the chevalier from his fantasies. Damn you, Amshell. You have the worst timing.
"Hello, brother." He answered the phone cheerfully.
"Hello, Solomon. How are things going in
"Everything is going well...for a war. How are my brothers? And Diva?"
"We are well. The research is going rather fine. Karl is entertaining Diva. It has been rather...interesting but the two of them get carried away so easily. Our queen did say she misses you, Solomon"
"I miss her too, brother. Is Karl happy?" Solomon inquired.
"Of course, he is the most content I've seen him in a long time. You'll have to leave the zoo more often Solomon."
He ignored his brother's last cutting remark. Sometimes, it was hard to tell if he was serious. "Did you get the statistics I sent? It appears the mice are lose." Solomon explained to his brother.
"Yes, I received them. They are useful but...I need to verify the damage caused by our mice and not related to the war." Amshell told him.
"But Amshell, these types of casualties could be nothing else," Solomon argued.
"We don't know that. The Germans could have created their own monsters, Solomon. Do some nighttime surveillance in the streets to confirm it is what we suspect." Amshell ordered his brother.
"I'll start patrolling the area tomorrow evening. Today at the hospital was exhausting. I need to rest." He lied. Solomon never got tired.
"Ahh Solomon, you really are taking this doctor thing seriously, aren't you?” Amshell asked derisively. “You do remember it is just your cover for the research."
"Yes, Amshell, of course I remember but I must play the part well or my cover will be blown, won't it?" Solomon reacted defensively.
"I suppose you're right, but you sound so much like you did back then…when you were still a human. Don't get too caught up in playing doctor, little brother.” Amshell warned him.
"You don't have to worry, Amshell. I know what I am." Solomon reassured Amshell. It hurt him that Amshell was questioning his loyalties.
"Take care, little brother. We've heard rumours that Diva's sister is missing from her resting place. One drop of her blood will kill us. Call me immediately if you hear of any sightings, all right?"
"Of course, Amshell. Tell Karl to take care of our queen." Solomon told him amicably.
"It was nice talking to you, Solomon. Good night." Amshell replied, his voice flat without any emotion.
"Good night, Amshell." Solomon said, with a sigh.
Saya couldn't remember ever feeling so content. She was happy that Dr. Goldsmith had brought her the meal. It was so much better than the food they fed her at the hospital and she finally felt full. Saya hoped Dr. Goldsmith had a good cook in his home but felt guilty for even thinking that. There was a war going on, after all. She should be happy to get any food at all, even the bland child size portions from the hospital. But somehow, it was more than that. Saya felt guilty for another reason yet wasn’t sure why. Staying with the doctor almost felt wrong to her. She tried to think, tried to remember the face calling her name in her dreams but still there was nothing. Damn, I'm just giving myself a headache. Maybe I'll just go to sle--- Saya didn’t even finish the thought in her mind before she drifted off and into her dreams.
This dream was brighter than the others; there were no shadows this time. Saya stretched out on the blanket and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her skin. The song he was playing on the cello was beautiful. Somehow, she knew it was the one he always played for her. Saya couldn’t see the cello player; he was turned away from her and her eyes were closed.
"Shall I play it again, Saya?" The cello player asked her.
“Mmmmm….yes. I could stay here all day.” Saya said, happily. “The sun feels so good and the flowers smell wonderful. What kind of flowers are these?”
“They're roses.” The cello player answered quietly.
“I love roses. They're so pretty and I love the way they smell. Please play for me.” Saya asked him again, feeling frustrated he had not started.
“As you wish, Saya,” the man replied quietly.
The Saya in the dream didn’t say his name but it was not because she didn’t know it. She knew that this man playing the cello was hers. Wait, who is he? She asked her dream-self.
The scene changed. She was walking alone down a dark corridor and the scent of roses surrounded her. She watched in horror as the Saya in the dream reached out to open the door. But why? It’s just a door. No, no, don’t open it. She hollered at the Saya opening the door. The dream-Saya opened the door and spoke to a person that she couldn’t see.
“Diva, are you ready to come to Joel’s birthday party?” The dream-Saya cheerfully asked someone on the other side of the door.
No. No. No! Saya screamed at herself in the dream. Don’t let her go. If you do---if you do, nothing will ever be the same. But the dream-Saya couldn’t hear her and she watched helplessly as Diva stepped out of the room. The person called Diva in the dream looked up and smiled at her. She screamed when she saw her face. Diva looked almost exactly like her.
Solomon watched Saya sleep and wondered what she was dreaming of; she seemed restless tonight. Since she had been admitted, the doctor had been spending his nights by her bedside watching over her. Most nights she slept so soundly he wondered if she would wake up when morning came. What are you dreaming about, Saya? I’ve never seen you so restless. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were dreaming about that night in past…when you let your sister out. I wonder if it was as magnificent as what Amshell told me. Solomon pondered, lost in his thoughts.
“No, no, no.” Saya screamed loudly and Solomon’s suspicions were confirmed.
He got up from his chair and tried to wake her. “Saya, it’s okay. It’s just a dream.” Solomon put his arms loosely around Saya to comfort her.
Saya clenched his shoulders tightly as she cried onto his chest. “No, no, no...”
“Saya? Are you okay?” Solomon asked her, enjoying the sensation of the tight embrace. Saya started to dig her nails into his shoulder so tightly he was starting to bleed. Although it hurt a little, the feeling was not unpleasant at all.
“I-I think it was something that happened in my past. Something awful.” Saya’s tears fell onto Solomon’s shirt.
She backed away from him and looked into his eyes. Solomon smiled at her. He could finally see it. The hunger, the thirst, the desire for his blood; it was finally in her eyes. Although, the hunger was barely there, he could see traces of it in her eyes and it excited him. She must be reacting to the scent of my blood, he thought.
“I know, Saya, but it’s over now. Are you---are you okay?” Solomon asked her.
Saya blinked and her eyes went back to normal. “I think so. I just felt kind of strange for a minute. Must be the dream. I have to try to remember it. I saw a few faces and I think I remember some names. Joel and...Diva.”
“Diva? Was she a friend, or family?” He asked in a confused tone of voice.
“I-I don’t know. But she did awful things.” Saya closed her eyes as she remembered the dream.
Solomon stroked her hair and pulled her closer. “Maybe it was just a nightmare.”
“No, I’m sure it happened. It-it felt too real.” Saya said as tears streamed down her cheek.
“It’s okay, Saya. No one is going to hurt you, now.” Solomon told her. I won't let anyone hurt you. Not Amshell. Not Karl. Not even Diva. As long as I’m alive, I will protect you.
Solomon chuckled as he walked down the hospital corridor at the recent events and ones yet to come. Ahh Saya, I don't think my big brother or your sister would approve of my plans. Just what are you doing to me? Solomon’s behavior surprised even him. Out of all the chevaliers, he had always been the most loyal. This was more like something Karl would do, not him. Karl was the impulsive brother, the selfish one. Solomon had always done what he was told, even when he didn’t agree. But, this was different - he had her now. He smiled gently, remembering how it felt holding Saya in his arms. Her scent was still with him and his shirt still felt damp from her tears. The sight of the slight glint in her eyes as she thirsted for his blood wholly excited him. Solomon could hardly wait for Saya to fully awaken, but they needed to find her samurai chevalier first.
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"It appears the mice are lose" Lose? Should have been "on the loose" I guess. ^_^
I also like the fact that there are genuine Blood+ moments like Amshell and Solomon's conversation, and just lovey-dovey parts. It feels as if I'm really watching Blood+, AU Edition. Good job!
"confirm it is what we suspect" .. should be "confirm IF it is...
"...but you sound so much like you did back then…when you were still [a] human." Remove the "a".
Ahhh ok i'm done reading this chapter. On to the next one!