Hah, not that Father Time would have a daughter like me. If time was too late, she would make Time regret it.
Whew, that is finally over. I make my getaway and head back towards the venue. I tilt my head to the right, then left, wondering how I should react when I see him. But knowing him, he would just give a stare without saying anything, no matter how I reacted. Even if I started doing the robot dance the second I saw him, he would just stare at me with those beautiful, ocean-deep eyes. Other than a person he really cared about, his eyes would not flicker. Now those people could be counted by my pinkie alone. Of course that is yours truly: me.
I open the door and notice a girl leaning against the edge of the railings, just inside the doors. It looks as if she is waiting for someone. Huh. I did not notice her before, as I was being dragged away by that angry bull. She was wearing a white dress that flared in the middle revealing smooth white legs, the top portion was highlighting her amazing curves, with the bustier top, attached to a white-silver see-through jacket. She wore a sky blue star earring, that blinked through her long, blond wavy hair, matching the glimmer of the embedded gems stitched to the borders of her dress. She seemed on the shorter side, only 5 foot 1 inches or so. Damn, she looked like a water sprite with her bewitching beauty, maybe she was with those slightly pointed ears. I was tempted to whistle.
She looked over and slowly raised her eyelids, revealing soft blue watery eyes, covered by long brown-blond lashes. The type of eyes that would drive a man to do crazy things. Again, she was tempted to whistle, and then try to take her home for the night. Mmm, I wonder if she would be willing to come home with me? I would feed her drizzled chocolate strawberries till her cheeks became stuffed, looking like a chipmunk after hibernation. She would reside on a lounge chair, splaying those pretty legs and she would look at me with those soft eyes, tempting me to hug her. Sigh, sadly, other than in my imagination, I doubt she would consent, but you can't deny a girl the pleasure of her dreams. That too with a innocent, adorable looking beauty, who is just waiting to be spoiled.
The girl blinked at me a couple of times, curving her lips down a tad. Her pretty blue eyes slightly narrowed. The girl's tinkling voice rang out, "why are you looking at me like that?" The girl thought, where did this weird girl come from, looking at her with eyes that light up when seeing a double-decker chocolate fudge cake, with caramel custard on the inside. Yum. Or so, this is what Saleb imagined. If the beauty only knew.
I touch the corner of my lips and verify that no drool was leaking out. You never know, it has happened before. I get my expression under control, let's not scare away the little chipmunk yet. "Oh nothing! I was just wondering where this beautiful young miss had come from. I did not think that the Zacoiyas could invite someone of your caliber to their humble clan gathering."
The sprite's lips turned placid and her eyes turned back to normal, where there was an evil glint in her eyes before. "They can't. I am waiting for my brother. He should be done soon." Saying that the girl looked down and lifted her hand to play with the earring on her left ear, the bangles on her wrist clinking together. She looked like she was thinking something.
Looking at her, I sigh internally. If only I had a little sister like that, I would be a total sis-con. Honestly, I would probably be the best big sister in all of existence. Just as she was thinking so, the door leading to the venue opened and a tall man walked out. He was wearing black leather hand stitched shoes that looked so clean, I could probably lick them. Along with a tight fitted suit that outlined a lean, strong looking figure, knowing that a body molded by the hands of god lay underneath. There was a subtle dangerous and passionate aura surrounding him. He would be the first thing she would want to jump on top of if she had the choice, even more so than the adorable chipmunk.
The man was lazy in his stride as he walked in their direction, a sexy panther in his domain, with a hand in his pocket, looking as if he hadn't probably scared the living daylights out of the people inside the venue. He took a short glance at her and then he looked down at the younger girl beside Saleb. A sense of familiarity could be detected. Ahah, so the man could show emotion if he cared. This thought though struck a painful cord within her. I can remember the soft upturned lips of the man, with his devilish eyes gleaming at her with delight, just as he kissed her for all she was worth.
Saleb pauses. Hmm, maybe I shouldn't think about that just yet, there is an underage girl within the vicinity and as the best sister within the world, she would not subject her younger sister to such a sight. Saleb, determinedly decided this young girl she had just met a moment ago, only having spoken a few words to each other, was going to be her younger sister from now. She would have to remember to buy a lounge sofa for her when she got home and stock up on chocolate. But let's be honest, Saleb always had a supply of chocolate in her house. It was never ending. Saleb was out rightly smiling at her thoughts. While she was thinking this, the girl beside her, after giving Saleb a confused look, walked calmly but excitedly towards the man.
"I thought it would take longer," the girl commented. The man lifted his hand and patted the girl's head a bit, "Mm, it didn't take long." With that he walked towards the door that was behind Saleb. Saleb was a tad excited waiting to see if he would acknowledge her. Evidently not. He walked forward, with the girl tagging along like the little pretty chipmunk she was.
Seeing that the man was not going to say a word to her and just leave. Saleb whispered, "You're back." The man stopped a moment with his hand on the door handle and returned in his melodic and hypnotizing voice, "get your wrist treated." Then the man moved forward not taking a single glance at her, hiding his hazelnut eyes from her. She knew he had noticed the bruising from Kim's pulling earlier. The girl behind the man gave her weird look, not knowing what the man, who seemed to be her brother, had said. Saleb simply smiled at the girl and watched the two of them leave.
Saleb wondered if they would notice the vomit stains on the ground near them. However, Saleb smilingly thought, that was inevitable with that man's sharp nose. Even though Kim was most likely taken by then, and place cleaned spotless, she could picture the man's mind calculating and deducing what had taken place outside.
She gave a smirk. It's alright, he is back and the next time they meet, she will slowly, very slowly question him, without the presence of her younger sister. She started to whistle a tune, thinking about all of the things she would do to him when she next met him. Maybe she should just tie him to the bed and slowly torture him. That sounded like a good idea, but she frowned, where would she get a chain that could bind him, that he could not break instantly? She would have to think further on this.
The door in front of her leading from the clan gathering suddenly clanged open and a man wearing jet black leather head to toe, giving the impression of an extremely tough, and dangerous gangster was striding out. He stopped when he saw her, and looked her up and down with a deep, slightly worried gaze.
"He took the Lumenia."