Heirot

Mia was holding on to Bejei tightly. At first she had enjoyed it, but now he was getting a bit rough with her again and she was having a hard time controlling the urge to ask him to stop.

"Bejei," Mia gasped. "Bejei... please slow down..." Something... anything he needed to do to stop hurting her.

Bejei heard Mia gasped before telling him to slow down. He knew she enjoyed him giving it to her so why was she complaining? Did she really want him to stop? He feel her getting more into it, but it's probably best if he slowed down.

"Ok Mia." He stopped while he turned her over until he lied ontop of her again. "I'll take it slower next time."

Bejei slowly pulled it out of Mia while he gazed at her exhausted form. He smiled before he took hold of Mia's hips and flipped her onto her belly. He examined her nice plump buttocks, and this was the position he enjoyed, but he didn't know if Bejei like it or not. Either way he didn't care what his counterpart like or not, and he hoped Bejei saw everything he's doing to Mia. He decided he wanted to see Mia's pretty face so he flipped her back onto her back.

"Here we go Mia." He said as he pulled her legs towards him.

Bejei slid it in nice and easy before he began to quickened the pace once more. He leaned in to kiss her while he pleasured her, and every so often he took her faster and harder.

Mia felt like a rag doll being slung around to where Bejei liked. She felt so utterly confused now about who he was. At one moment he's nice and gentle... the next moment he's hurting her.

She held on to him tightly once again because he didn't slow down at all like she asked him to. Her nails were digging into him, her hands clawing his back slightly.

Her eyes watered, now wishing he would finish soon. She didn't think she could take more of his brutish treatment. She cried out often, but it wasn't from pleasure most of the time. She hugged him tightly, it was all she could to think to do.

"Bejei..." she whispered, almost on the verge of tears... "please stop. Just stop."

Bejei could feel Mia's grip tightened around him, and he even believed she was clawing at him, but he ignored all of it only to pleasure her more. He knew she couldn't fight the urge, and he knew she enjoyed being pleasured as much as himself. He could feel her lust, and why Bejei didn't pleasure her often was oblivious to him.

He could feel himself tensed as his love juice exploded within Mia. Yes. He succeeded in planting his evil seeds inside her, and now all he had to do was wait for them to develop into his children. Everything was going according to plan, and all he had left to do was take control of Bejei's body for good.

He immediately stopped as he stared at Mia's watery eyes. He glanced down at her naked body and noticed what they were doing. He had no clue they were... He shooked his head as he stood up, helping Mia up as well. He looked at her with confusion.

"Mia... Are you ok?" Bejei's voice revealed his concern and sincerity. "I didn't mean... I... " He pulled her close to his chest while he placed her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry..."

Mia almost cried, but she swallowed hard and pushed away, going for her clothes. She pulled the dress on and began to button it up quickly, feeling to... strange to just stand there and let him hug her after he hurt her like that.

"I'm fine," she said softly as she pulled the sash around her waist. "Just exhausted." She lied, her back still facing him as a tear fell down her cheek. She brushed her hands through her hair, getting the tear from her face while she was doing so.

"Uh... I should probably get back to the carnival... I might have to do some dancing or something..." she said, moving rather stiffly towards him.

Bejei put on his under garments and pants as he watched Mia placed back on her dress. He could tell Mia was sad, and he's the reason for hurting her. He didn't remember what he did to hurt her though. Everything was all cloudy and vague, and the only thing he remembered was picking her up after he supposedly finished pleasuring her.

"Mia... did we just..." He couldn't find the words to say. "I thought we weren't going to be intimate like that..."

He put on his boots as he stared at her. He knew it wasn't his doing, but what if it is him, and he didn't know it? What's happening to him? Why did he black out? He didn't remember anything?

"I'm sorry Mia if I hurt you." Bejei stated. "I don't know what's happening to me."

"We did..." she said to him, pulling on her slipper like shoes.

Mia smiled softly and her blue and pink eyes shifted to him. "Its okay," she said to him. "I'm fine, just tired." She walked stiffly still, getting slightly sore from Bejei's acts. In truth she was very tired and wanted nothing more than to curl up on her bed and go to sleep for a few hours.

She was also hungry... since she hadn't had breakfast or lunch.

"Care to go get some food?" she asked him as she pushed the branches aside.

Bejei could sense that he hurt Mia deeply, something he tried not to do, but it still happened anyway. He could never forgive himself, and he would not mind if she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. He's a bad person, and he would always be that way no matter how much he tried to change.

He watched the way Mia walked, and it was quite different from her usual walk. He definitely made love to her, but it must have been rough. He lowered his head in shame while he picked up his armor.

"Mia, you should go ahead. I might hurt you again, and I don't want that." Bejei told her. "I'll just hang here for a while. I know you're hungry and tired so go on ahead without me." He turned away towards the water after finishing the sentence.

Mai looked back at Bejei. She was worried. Conused. She was afraid... Afraid of what was going on with him... Afraid of what was happening between them. What happened to the old Bejei... the one she had been falling in love with...

Mia wanted to hug him... and ask what was wrong but if he hadn't told her yet then he didn't want to tell her.

"I'll leave you some food..." she said, feeling like he needed to think about whether he wanted to tell her or not... So she left him, not wanting to leave him alone... but she felt she had to.

She went back to the carnival.

Bejei nodded his head to Mia, and after a moment, he heard her footsteps vanished. His sadden eyes gazed into the water while he tried to recall what happened to Mia. More so... what's happening to him? He thought hard and came to a conclusion that everything still getting weird after he heard the voice... Could the voice be the cause of everything?

"Yes Bejei. It's me who hurt your beloved Mia. I pleasured her the way she wanted to be pleasure. I pleasured her like a real man should." The evil spirit spoke. "I'll do it again too."

Bejei's eyes widened when he heard the all so familiar voice. He could never get that stupid voice to leave, and now it's haunting Mia as well as himself. How did it gain control of him?

"Why don't you leave us alone? You're not welcome here. Instead of being inside me, why don't you come out so I can kill you for good?" He shouted angrily. "Don't try to take away the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Hahaha!!!! You poor fool! You're really pathetic. She doesn't even like you, let alone love you. No one will ever love a person like you. You will never live an normal life Bejei. You will always be nothing more than a sellsword."

Bejei held his head while he tried to force the voice out of his head. He didn't want to speak to it any longer. It only made him angrier so he tried to avoid talking to it in hope of it going away.

Mia took a long soaking bath in one of the bath tents, then changed to a comfortable pair of pants and a comfortable shirt. She had no intention of dancing, she was going to relax in bed.

She went to her tent and ate a bowl of stew, some toast, and drank a glass of tea.

No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the flashes of memory to go away...

She saw Bejei's cold eyes...

She saw his warm eyes...

How could he change so quickly... and it was like he didn't even notice until it was too late. Almost like it had never been him at all... But that couldn't be, could it?

Mia curled up on her bed of pillows and closed her eyes. She didn't want to think. She wanted to sleep.

Bejei sat on the ground and fell onto his back while he stared into the sky. The voice had faded away like it was never there in the beginning. Maybe, it was a good time to leave since after what happened... Mia wouldn't even notice he was gone. What if the voice was right? What if he could never find happiness?

"It might be better if I leave. Mia won't miss me. If it's true then she probably doesn't even like me." He uttered to himself, allowing the evil spirits words to get to him. "It's better for the both of us."

He draped his arms behind his head while he gradually shut his eyes, drowning away all the pain he felt inside. Maybe, drifting into a dream world was better than the real one.

Mia woke up when it was night. She opened her eyes, looking around to see if Bejei was there. He wasn't. She didn't immediatly think that he had left her... but, it was in the back of her mind.

She didn't have anything to do, so she just sat up in the tent and opened up a book. She didn't care for reading when she was worried, but she couldn't very well wonder around at night...

Bejei opened his eyes only to see the darkness in front of him. He glanced around for a moment and noticed he's still in the clearing where Mia left him. He knew it... Mia forgot about him already. No matter how much he tried to push it aside, the voice might be right for once.

He stood up and took another glance around the surrounding area. Nothing had changed, except for it being night. He decided it was time to leave and so he did. He strolled over and pushed the bushes aside as he made his way back to the carnival.

"There's Mia's tent." He muttered to himself.

He's reluctant to go inside, and he could still see her sad face from that morning. He hesitated for a moment before he approached her tent, but he stopped. The words of the spirit flowed back into his thoughts, and he began to back away again.

"I'm sorry. It's better this way Mia." Bejei turned around and slowly walked off, although he wanted to see Mia for one last time.

Mia was inside the tent humming a tune as she picked up around the inside. It was a bit of a mess from the struggle with Keifer. She looked up to see a familiar shadow on the wall of the tent.

She got quiet, quiet enough to hear, "I'm sorry. It's better this way Mia."

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the shadow on the tent.

Her heart wrenched. She didn't want him to go... She had to know what was wrong with him. Maybe she could help... do something.

She got up and pushed open the flap of the tent, stepping outside.

She opened her mouth, but nothing could fight its way past the knott in her throat. Finally it made it.

"Bejei," she said. "I don't know whats going on with you... I don't understand it. But, whatever it is I want to help... Please let me help you..."