Equivocation

Noah slid back down, pressing his ear gingerly against her belly. He was silent, retrospecting. A hand placed against her protruding belly, stroking along the shape of it. His child. Teanna is going to have his child. Noah still didn't get over the excitement of such a magnificent fact. It seems as if .. Teanna's given him a gift. It's the gift of a new, better life. A life with significant meaning to it.

Noah smiled at her question, eyes fluttering, closed. "No matter how terrible my reality became, she'd always be in my dreams. I didn't know who she was, though I felt very close to her." There was a slight pause, "I first met her when I carried someone to the hospital. Camile was there, unconscious, frail, and psychologically unstable. She wanted me to find her child for her." Noah contemplated on how he could add the magical details into his story. "It seems that someone named Lance brought her into this reality, from the past, right after she gave birth to me."

"That's quite sad really. She asked you to find her child, while you were right there in front of her." Teanna smiled faintly, her mind instantly skipping to another subject. Her sister. She had faded away completely. Maybe, she would come up to her and ask her to help her find her sister. Maybe she would walk past her and not...not recognize her. How much suffering that would cause. Knowing a loved one, knowing them, and watching them rip themselves away from you, watching them just...fade away, losing all hope, all memory.

"So, is that why she could not be with you?" Teanna ran her fingers through his hair, having woken from her reverie. She much cherished those short day-dreams, they made her...well...not forget the past. But she didn't want the child to be involved, she wanted him or her to have a much better life, a much calmer life. She wouldn't hurt her child, she wouldn't take away her child's freedom... And maybe, just maybe, the child would give her a new life. A new outlook. A family. A real family. Lover, mother, maybe...maybe even wife some day. Teanna liked the idea of being his, being Noah's forever. She liked the idea of having him hold her tightly, and ne'er letting go. Yes, to be his, his for all eternity.

Noah's tender lips tugged upwards just a tad, smiling faintly. The moment suddenly became quiescent, and Noah retrospected to the past. The shock, then the anger, and almost ignorant hatred.. Then Teanna's voice yanked him back into reality, "I was .. mad, furious, rather. I thought she had abandoned me, you see. That was the night I saw you again, when you found your way to Nede." Perhaps Teanna would remember, for he had a rather angry countenance at the moment in time. His hand slid across the skin on her arm, for her hand.

Noah took Teanna's hand then squeezed, bringing it down so that he could kiss her fingers. "When I felt I was ready, I came back, and she gave me an explanation." Then Noah's thoughts wandered towards Muido Shinoji, "I don't hold anything against her now. We've been separated for almost twenty years, but it's not her fault. It's his." Once again, Noah felt raging emotions stir within the depths of his being, and a torrent of blue hue mingled in with the dark color of his eyes. Noah's optics became a pale indigo, for it seems the blue hue overcame the dark brown. It's all his fault.

-Teanna nodded, listening to him carefully. But as she saw his eyes changing color once more, she sat up and pulled him with her. No, she couldn't stand seeing him angry. It wasn't fair. She remembered his fingers around her wrist, so painfully tight, and the hatred in his eyes for that one moment. Teanna shuddered, but her arms swung around his neck, and she leaned in, her lips pressing against his ear "It's okay, love... It's okay." She whispered softly.

Her arms slowly loosened around him, but then...she realized she didn't want to let go. Not of him. "I love you." Teanna smiled, reluctantly sliding back from him. "Tell me about her, please, but...Don't get angry, my love. Not again..." His anger frightened her. And once more the image jumped into her head, the way he had stormed over to her, so aggressive, so willing to hurt her. No, he wouldn't. But he seemed willing to. Yes, he seemed. Seemed.

Noah can tell he's angry when a tight knot is in his chest, and heat rushes throughout his body. He could tell he's angry when thinking properly became difficult. But how could she tell if I'm angry? The fury diminished as soon as Teanna touched him. It seems to him as if her touch had a healing power. His arms swung about her body, holding her firmly against him. He didn't want to release her, ever. Her words repeated in his mind, as a sort of succor to his hatred and pain. It's okay, love... It's okay.

"I love you." When her arms loosened from his body, he tugged her closer. He didn't want to let go of her, ever. "Camile was created by someone called Magdalena. I was told that Magdalena's some sort of goddess, and Camile's an avatar. Mother was created by Magdalena to spy on a war clan, but she got found out, and killed." Noah almost smiled at the way he said 'mother'. When he first said it, it felt so alien to him, so .. bizarre. But now it fits. He liked how the word came from his parted lips. It sounded right, as if it fits.

"S-She...She got k-killed?" Teanna's eyes widened in both surprise and fear. If she got killed, didn't that mean that she would now be dead? Yet why did he speak about her as though she was alive? Teanna lowered her head against his shoulder, and buried her face in his neck. Teanna took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of his skin, the same scent had driven her insane for these past few months. "Noah, but, since your mother was taken away, doesn't that mean that she didn't willingly abandon you?"

The sound of the word coming from her own lips made her twitch. Mother. Oh she detested her own. The idea that a woman could be so cruel and changing as the oceans still could not fit through her head. Why so much hate? What had she done wrong? But no, she wouldn't ponder on such minuscule details, he was more important now, him, and the future ahead. A family. A real family.

"Shinoji revived her later, made her body out of his own memories supposedly, and created a world for them to live in. She gave herself to Shinoji as gratitude, and well, became pregnant with me." Noah turned his head, kissing her forehead. He hadn't felt so comfortable in awhile. Teanna's touch made his worries and pain go away. Noah doesn't ever want to stop touching her. His hand lifted, grasping her lightly by the chin to tilt her head up.

Noah's eyes stared into Teanna's, "He abandoned her there. She was starving, dying, until Lance came. She gave birth to me, and Lance transported me to Eden. I grew up with the old couple I told you about, and about twenty years later, Lance brought Camile into this reality. That's why she seems too young to have me." Noah smiled, remembering how people would stare at him in shock whenever he introduced Camile as his mother. She looked barely thirty in age, and Noah's in his early twenties.

Craning his neck some, Noah's lips hovered above Teanna's. He missed the sweet taste of her. His breathing, slow and warm, against her lips. This would be the first time he kissed someone in months. Would he be .. well, losing his touch? Not that he possessed any great skills before that. Then his eyes closed, and their lips met.

"So how are you two now?" Teanna tilted her head to a side, smiling at the feel of his lips against her forehead. He gave her such comfort, such joy. "Did all the disappointment just fade away?" At least he had found his mother. She wondered how it would feel, if her mother had welcomed her instead of hated her so. She still didn't understand, all the hate, all the fury, the need to have her separated from everyone, the need to keep her locked up, hidden.

Teanna looked up into his eyes as he lifted her head, and the sight of him so close made her heart skip a beat. How she loved him. Her handsome love. Her hero. Her guardian angel. And that's when she felt the pain of the past few months hit her, when she looked into his eyes. When she felt his warm breath. When his lips touched hers. Her body ached, no,not in lust, but in a sort of need, a need to feel him close, closer. She'd longed for him those past months, and now all she wanted was to be with him, by his side, to never be taken away from him, never again. "I love you, Noah." Teanna whispered against his lips, her eyes closing as she moved them ever-so-gently against his.

"She's in Nede, actuallly. I visit her every so often." He paused, taking a deep breath so that her scent filled his nostrils. "Kind of. But I can't forgive him. He's the cause of all the pain, first getting her pregnant, then leaving her. I wouldn't make his mistake." Perhaps that is why. Noah's history left a dent on his experiences, and so he would give up his positions and settle down, to be with her. He couldn't make the same mistake Shinoji did. He wouldn't. Noah would watch his children grow up, be a father that they actually know. Noah doesn't know Shinoji. He never did.

"I love you." It's amazing how whenever she says those three words, his body would tingle, and he feels .. truly, and purely, happy. At the feel of her lips replying to his, Noah's eyes closed fully. He was kissing her, loving each moment of it. Noah has no idea how long each of these moments would last. If something happens to this land he calls home .. well, he might go off again. But most likely, nothing would happen. Noah felt it necessary, and he wanted to, devote a larger part of himself, into Teanna and his child's life. He would not make the mistake Muido Shinoji did.

-Her hand reached down, pressing against her belly. That meant that he would not leave her alone with the child. Yes, he said he'd be staying for a few years, but last time he said he'd stay for weeks, and he left the next morning. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she just...wanted her child to have a father.

Teanna smiled at the sound of his voice when he told her he loved her. It was so much smoother, so much kinder. The hand on her belly reached up and she pressed her fingers against his jaw. She liked the feel of the small hairs. She didn't know why, but, she liked it. Her arms wrapped around him and her lips parted from his, her head leaning against his. So happy, so perfectly happy. The world around them didn't exist to her. It was just her and him. That's all the knew, that's all she wanted to know. My beloved and I.

Noah wondered what's on Teanna's mind. What is she thinkin' of? Noah smiled when she pressed her fingers against his jaw. He slid closer to her, pressing his warm body against hers. He rubbed his jaw against her hand, a thought coming to his mind. These passed months, with her belly growing larger and larger, did people question her? It must've been hard for Teanna, pregnant with the child of a man that might've taken years to return.. Noah knew from experience that people in general tend to gossip. It must've hurt Teanna alot these passed months.

"Do you have any living relatives?" Noah knew that once the baby's born, he'd take it to Camile, to let the grandmother see it. The child would grow up with people lovin' it; the baby would have a mother, a father, a grandmother, some of the father's friends... Does Teana have any relatives? Noah thought that if she does have some, perhaps it is best for them to know about the child. Noah wanted to give the best to the child, and to this woman .. this woman he loves, that's bearing his child.

-The question made her freeze up completely. Her eyes opened wide and she stopped breathing for a moment. "One" Teanna spoke, taking in a deep breath. "No...Two." Teanna corrected herself. Yes, there were two. Her real mother, sister of the woman that took care of her. There was Rose and Lina. Yes, two living relatives. Both of which she feared and disliked. "They m-may as well be dead." She continued, her eyes glazed over. Rose was a pathetic whore and Lina... Sweet Lina, naive Lina, innocent Lina...Lina was in a world of her own.

No, the child would not know the mother's side of the family. She didn't want to plague the innocent being with such stories. It was best to say that they had died of age, and that there was no sister. A small enough lie...Just a lie. It would suffice, she hoped. Her free hand slid down, fingers intertwining with his. "So, how is the future daddy feeling today?" Teanna looked at him with a big grin on her face.

Noah's astute apperception told him that something's wrong; symptons of his assumption's that Teanna froze up, and eyes became wide at his question. Noah was slightly anxious; what if she passes out for lack of air? Noah offered a faint smile, as encouragement for Teanna to answer his question. So she has two living relatives. From the way Teanna said one, at first, then changed her answer to two, Noah would assume the second relative isn't exactly .. amiable. Noah stared into the depths of Teanna's eyes. I would have to ask her about them, but not now. Not yet.

Noah squeezed Teanna's hand lightly, fingers threading with hers; it seemed to him that their hands fit perfectly, as if made for each other. "I feel .. renewed." Noah thought that would sound cheesey, but at least he's being honest. "How're you feeling?" He grinned right back at Teanna; the face of the young man that could've been, if not for his past, appeared whenever Noah smiled. It seems to him that whenever he's around Teanna, he smiles alot, in comparison to his typical days.

Teanna nodded, "Renewed, eh? Well I feel slightly nauseous." She shrugged her shoulders.It was normal, because of the baby. But it still bothered her immensely. At least she hadn't thrown up, yes, the need was there, she was dieing to run over to the bathroom and get rid of all the contents of her stomach, and she had been seated by the toilet a few times before, but she controlled it.

Then she remembered that there were people downstairs. Teanna brought their hands up to her lips and kissed his knuckles. "Come, let me make you some lunch, love. I should let the people see I'm intact. You've probably given them quite a scare with that little show." She knew he hadn't meant to hurt her. Hm, she'd help him keep his anger at bay, if he'd let her. Teanna swung her legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood up, a bit dizzy but alright. She tugged him after her with a big smile on her lips. How much she loved him. Oh the feeling was indescribable.

Noah perked a broad brow, tugging at her hand lightly. Why is she nauseous? Noah smiled, enjoying the feel of her soft lips against his tough knuckles. To be quite honest, Noah yearned for Teanna's cooking. He could actually taste it .. enjoy it. Noah's brows tugged together, causing webs of lines to appear near his eyes. "Did they bother you with questions these months?" When Teanna swung her legs over the side of the bed, Noah followed. Arms coming around her figure firmly, steadying her if she happens to lose balance.

Allowing Teanna to tug him away, Noah kept his arms about her, letting her lean against him if it became necessary. Noah only had eyes for her; a gentler expression was on his face as he observed her. She must be stressed about the baby. Noah wishes that he could've done more, but he's back now. He'll take care of Teanna from now on.

-Teanna shook her head slightly at his question. "No..They were curious, I mean..some asked but I just ignored them. And I think they picked up on the fact that they shouldn't annoy me." Teanna smiled innocently, "Because then I make their soups explode in their faces." As she felt his strong arms around her, Teanna's knees weakened and she fell back against him. Her cheeks reddened and she quickly regained the control over her body. "Sorry." She smiled, wondering how would people react to see them together. She wanted to world to know she belonged to him, him only.

"So what would you like to eat?" Teanna placed a hand on his, and curled her fingers around the banister as she slowly went down the stairs. She knew he was there to catch her, but she liked to offer herself that feeling that she was in control of her own body and that she could steady herself, despite the fact that falling into his arms was so much more of a pleasing idea.

His grin broadened. That would be a sight to see. Soup exploding in peoples' faces. Noah caught Teanna when she fell back against him, pausing some. He followed after her when she regained her balance, and continued to move. Noah never removed his eyes from Teanna, nor did he stop being there to catch her, if she did fall. He didn't watch to catch anyone else; he didn't want to look at anyone else. He loves Teanna. That much, perhaps, is obvious.

"Sushi?" Noah smiled, flipping his hand over to grasp hers. Tugging her hand towards him, he kissed the back of it. Noah never showed so much affection for someone else before .. save for Camile, but that's a different story. But it felt right, even with his inexperience, to give his all to Teanna. She deserved it. She deserves his all.

-She liked that, him holding onto her. It was perfect. She wished everyone else would just leave, let them two be alone, together. Teanna looked down at the tables, most people had left, save for the small party by the bar. They would leave soon, they had almost finished their drinks and they had no more food. Probably waiting for their bill.

"Sushi it is." Teanna grinned as she watched him, slowly making her way down the last few steps. "Just one second." She reluctantly let go of his hand then moved towards the party. The people almost glared at her that she was ruining their party, but she didn't much care. She took the money from them then walked to the cash register cheerfully. "And this is how I make a living." Teanna dropped the money into the register and closed it, then stretched out her arms and opened them. As the people left, she giggled and quickly walked back over to him, her arms still wide open before wrapping tightly around him. "Think you can still lift me? I don't much feel like walking."

Noah's hues swept over the tables. They would have time to spend with each other, without anyone to bother them. Noah liked that. He felt so awkward around people.. He wanted to just be close to Teanna, hold her against him, waiting for the day she gives birth. Noah's mind wandered for a moment. Would the child have hair like me? It would be strange... If Noah could choose, he'd not want the child to have his peculiar silver hair. To Noah, it's sort of a remembrance for a father that was never around for him. He didn't want his child to know of a grandfather that abandoned their grandmother.

Noah leaned against the wall, arms folding across his chest when Teanna went to the cash register. His arms opened, catching her as Teanna embraced him. Grinning at her words, he lifted her right off the ground. "Teach me how to make sushi?" Noah held her firmly against him, but not too tight, or he might hurt her. Her scent once more filled his nostrils, and he felt the exhilaration of being close to her, flesh against flesh..

"I promise I will, but not today, I have most things prepared now. Maybe..Tomorrow morning." She clung tightly to him, for the first time realizing that she liked his strength. She liked the fact that he could lift her so easily, carry her without any issues. So she had found the physical trait she fancied in him. One arm came down, and her fingers brushed along his shoulder, and down his arm, feeling the tensed muscle. Her cheeks suddenly reddened and she dropped her hand.

"So what would you like? Rolls and miso soup? Or, something else?" She asked about the rolls and miso since she had remembered what he ordered for them. California rolls and soup. And the flowers, the flowers outside. How she loved them. She hadn't expected him to have actually bought flowers for her at the time. Teanna smiled, burying her face in his chest, breathing in the scent of his skin.-

Noah nodded. He steadied her figure against his, then he felt her fingers along his broad shoulder, sliding down to his strong arm. He grinned when Teanna blushed then dropped her hand. When she touched him, he felt .. pleased. Noah remembered how they touched each other, five months ago. Naked flesh on naked flesh, gasping, teasing ... Noah felt truly alive. It felt to him like he was in war, with the adrenaline .. but it was different. Noah felt an incredible exhilaration in war, but when he's with Teanna, touching her so intimately .. the thrill is ten-fold.

"Rolls and miso soup." He sat down on a chair, sitting her on his lap. His eyes would rest upon her face; Teanna looks different, but she's still so .. beautiful, and beyond. Noah's head turned, and he glanced towards the wine racks, remembering that the last time he came here Teanna had put the flowers on a case. Noah's never met someone like Teanna before. She kept the things he gave her. Then a sudden thought sprang to his mind: that day at the lake, Teanna laying on the shore, free from all clothing. Noah knew that he wanted her. He lusted for the succor of her touch, for her pulchritudinous body his own.. Noah's cheeks flushed, and he looked away for a moment.

-Teanna smiled as she watched him. "Rolls and miso it is, then." She didn't want to get up, though, and for a moment she disliked the fact that she was pregnant, for she much wanted his touch. The images popped into her head, the way he held her down against the floor, thrusting inside her, the panting, the moaning. She suddenly felt warm and she gave a small gasp, glancing down to the front of his pants. She couldn't help it. She wondered if he missed it too.

Seeing his cheeks redden, Teanna leaned in and she pressed her lips against them. His cheeks felt so warm. She grinned and lowered her head, letting her lips brush against his for a moment, almost as though an accident. But just at the feel of his lips, she trembled. It was almost painful, her whole body yearned for his touch yet she could not have him. Not for another four months. "So..Just..that then?" Teanna whispered, her lips hovering above his, not wanting to move away.

Noah's eyes slid down smoothly, over the piece of clothing that covered her slight bare breasts. His hues lingered between her legs, and a hand slid out, pressing lightly against it. He felt the warmth and moisture there, and his eyes were wide with curiousity. Yes, he did promise he'd explore her body.. Noah's fingers stretched, brushing against her vagina through the cloth.. He wanted her, so very much. Does she know how much I lust for her?

He smiled at the feel of her lips, "...And .. you." He leaned forward, an arm slinging over her back to trap her against him. His lips were against Teanna's, almost forceful, passionate, eager. His whole body was shaking with lust, and he hardened against her. Perhaps she could feel it too. It's likely that she could feel the thick bulge of his pants, erect against her, an obvious sign of his arousement.

-Her lips parted as she felt his fingers against her, and she gave the faintest of moans, unable to contain her arousal. Her entire body shuddered at the sound of his words, so he did want her. That only made it worse. She knew he could feel the moisture through the panties, she knew he could feel her arousal, and she wanted him to rip off her flimsy clothes, get them off of her and take her right there. But...was that possible? In her condition?

Her lips moved against his, urgent, hungry, lustful. Teanna's hand slid down, fingers pressing against the front of his pants, slowly unbuttoning them.-

Noah's ear twitched at her moan. The slightest noises she made .. well, turned him on. Noah's digits became more urgent, pushing against her quickly, then slowed some. His palm slid inside her panties, cupping over her vagina. Noah's other hand grasped her dress, sliding it upwards to bring it off of her. He remembered the last time his eyes fell upon her naked, petite body... It was so beautiful.


Noah felt the urgency of her touch, then her hand slid down towards his pants. His hips lifted slightly, eager to get inside her like before. When he's around Teanna, he can't seem to contain himself. But then, perhaps she's the same around him. They are like liquid gold beneath each others' touch.