The Yandere Goddess (8)
"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 adoptive big sister 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 adoptive little sister 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 blonde girl 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 cause 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 in to 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…