Throughout centuries, love has been a mystery to us all. The ultimate indefinable concept! Time and time again, humankind has attempted to define what is the deadliest gift bestowed upon us. It is love! Love - the super-weapon! Love destroys all those who fall for his trap. What must you do to fall for this trap? You must fall in love. It is love that pulls your attention away from the future and if you aren't careful, falling in love will also pull you away from yourself. Never fall in love! I wouldn't even wish it on my worst enemy! Mind you, there is a difference between loving and falling in love. To 'fall in love' is a sickness, an obsession, but to love is something far more beautiful, powerful and pure! It is lovers who have the most courage and the most light. A lover of learning is most wise. A lover of humanity is one with the best character. You can love an infinite amount of different things but you can only fall in love with another human being. You can never fall in love with humanity, fall in love with your country, fall in love with knowledge. When two people fall in love with each other, love: the super-weapon, love: the double-edged sword stabbed in your back will make them more similar to each other as they will be influenced by their love (or should I call it obsession) for each other. Familiarity breeds contempt. Their so-called love *obsession* for each other will fade out like a candle left outside on a windy day. If you find yourself falling in love with anyone, OPEN YOUR EYES!
Who is this person who has you by the balls? Who are they truly? This person is exactly like you! This person is flawed, this person is beautiful, this person is human, this person has dreams, responsibilities and fears.
This person eats!
This person sleeps!
This person shits!
This person fucks!
This person will die!
What will love do to you once you allow yourself to fall in love with this mere human being? Love will give you heart eyes and then you will only see this person's light but be blind to their faults and be blind to who they really are! So, you will be loving an idealised version of themselves that they can NEVER LIVE UP TO! You will allow yourself to be played like a fool and then they will leave you. It is inevitable! Love is a double-edged sword. A weapon that can be fatal to others including yourself if you aren't careful - this is the reality of love!
You may be wondering, "Might, how is love a super-weapon? What do you mean?"
Imagine a coin. If love is on one side of that coin then what is on the other side? It is not hate because hate is just another warped form of love just like obsession.
If it isn't hate then what is it?
Fear.
Fear is on the other side of the coin.
If you love more, you will fear less and vice versa.
It is lovers who are the most courageous, who support one another and combine their powers to birth the super-weapon. They can set out to conquer the world if they wanted to! Lovers uplift each other without being blind to each other's reality. A nation of lovers would make the most powerful nation especially if they have a leader who is a lover who also encourages it.
For now, that is all I must say about love. Now, my fellow readers. This long tale about the Cloud family will be continued.
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Lucky had let Macaron use his credit card to shop with because he was a kind man with a pure heart. He hadn't a single worry in his mind until he saw her come back with more shopping bags than expected.
"That looks like a lot, doesn't it Mac?" Lucky chuckled nervously
"Well yeah. About that. Look. I accidentally zeroed your account." She told him
"Why, Mac?" Lucky asked her
"I-It's not like there was much in there anyways." She continued
"That's not the point. When I gave you my card, I expected you to use a reasonable amount based on the amount on the card." He told her sternly, hoping that she'd understand
"Well alright then. So what's gonna be my punishment? I can sense it coming." She asked him playfully
"I am not your parent nor am I in charge of you." He told her, taking her words seriously
"You're so boring." She told him, starting to unpack her bags
"I can't imagine anyone who wants to be punished. This brings back memories of Sergeant b-." Lucky replied
"Wait a minute. You used to be a soldier? In real life?" She asked him, feeling surprised
"Yes I was. I fought for my country." He replied
"How was it?" She asked him
Lucky didn't answer her question.
"Lucky. Why did you ignore me?" She asked him
"Mac. Please spare me for today." He replied
"Huh what's that? You're acting like I just asked you to have sex with me." She laughed
"In my country, if we really respect someone you refer to them by a common nickname. In the army, I was called 'Nature Boy'. That was my nickname. There was a young looking man who was my superior. His nickname was 'Blondie'. Corporal Blondie."
"Interesting. Normally, the usage of a nickname would be considered informal here in Skullaxes. Tell me more. What did you call your Sergeant?" She asked him
"He had 2 different nicknames because there was a 50/50 split on what to call him. Every time I remember him, I get an aching heart, knowing that I'll never see him again. Sergeant Banana Bandage." Lucky replied
Macaron burst out laughing after hearing the Sergeant's nickname.
"Banana Bandage? So they couldn't decide between Banana and Bandage? I'd like to know how he got those nicknames." She asked him
"Don't forget the Sergeant part. I remember how I was punished when I forgot to address him as Sergeant. He stripped me, tied me to a wooden plank and threw a bucket of tomatoes at me. The bucket was also included." He told her
"What did you used to call him?" She asked him
"Sergeant Banana. Although the nicknames' origin is unknown to me, Sergeant Bandage originated from the fact that he was always wearing bandages on his hands. He simply enjoyed wearing them."
"He sounds like a crazy old weirdo." She replied
"I admit that he did have a few screws loose but I appreciate all that he's done for us. He even claimed to know the key to happiness."
"Which was?" She asked
"Don't have any friends or else they'll betray you and don't ever fall in love because true love will kill you." He replied
"Wow. That's extreme. Anyway, I have an appointment with that idiot number 13 this evening at 6 pm." She told him
"You're seeing that silly little prick? Again?" Lucky reacted
"What's your problem? Do you wanna join us? It'll be a threesome." She winked
"No. I'll find something to do in the meantime. I refuse to watch." He replied
"That's weird. You don't like number 13?"
Lucky balled his trembling hands into fists.
"He called you a slut." Lucky told her
"So? I told him to kill himself and bullied him to tears so now we're even!" She replied, crossing her arms
"Why do you do this?" Lucky asked her
She paused and took a moment to think about it but thinking about it was causing her discomfort so she immediately stopped
"I dunno. It's fun. I can let off steam. I don't have to think. It's freeing." She answered
"I-I think that it causes you more harm than good. Know your limits, Macaron. Please, for your sake." Lucky told her
"You don't agree with my lifestyle right because you're nothing but a goody-goody-two-shoed praying bitch! You can't judge me! No one can!" She yelled out in an outburst of anger
"I wasn't judging you. I just don't want any harm to come to you!" Lucky replied
"Why don't you want any harm to come to me huh? Why do you want to save someone like me?" She yelled
"BECAUSE I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU!" He yelled out
The silence which followed was deafening.
"You do huh? You really do care about me?" She asked him skeptically
"Yes I do." He replied
"Prove it then. Fuck me right now."
"H-Huh?" He asked
"Yeah you heard me. Have sex with me. Do I have to spell it out for you?" She told him
"I can't. It doesn't feel right. I am sorry, Mac." He replied
"Pathetic. I thought you cared about me!" She yelled
"I do!" He yelled back
"I thought you loved me!" She yelled
"I do!" He yelled back
"With a passion!" She continued
"Believe me Mac. I love you with a passion!" He spoke normally
"Get out! I don't want to see your goofy face right now! Get away from me now!" She burst into tears
Lucky gave her a formal bow and left her house as quickly as he could.
He went back to his apartment and smiled when he saw the graffiti on the wall near his front door which stated 'The foreigner with no furniture.' spray painted in bright navy blue paint
He made himself a chicken sandwich and opened a can of pineapples to eat afterwards.
He sat down on his carpet and leaned against the wall, thinking about his fight with Macaron.
I only turned her down because if I didn't then she would treat me like one of her human tools and throw me away. I wouldn't be able to bear it. I want to stay by her side and protect her. I will do my duty like a proper bodyguard should. I cannot bear it. I despise watching her have fun with the Numbers. I want to be the only one. The only one she wants. To want only me. To crave only me. That's nothing more than a delusional dream. She is like this because the people around her who were meant to protect her have failed! Her heart is so pure. It pains me to witness her being mistreated. She doesn't know her limits. That is why I had to refuse her. If I were to cause her further harm, I would never be able to forgive myself for I have failed her too. I would be no different from all those who have corrupted and abused her. It doesn't matter now does it? I told her no and now she never wants to see me again. I should've said yes to her. I should've listened to her. I need a cigarette but I've run out. Time for me to go to the store.
However, when Lucky went to the store he was being harassed like usual.
"Hey Mr. foreigner. Cigarettes again? Are you going through something?"
"Your job is to let the customers buy whatever they want without being interrogated." Lucky replied
"Where are you from again?" He asked
"None of your business. Now go and do your job." Lucky replied moodily
"I know him. He's from Area 18." A woman pointed at him
"It's Luna." Lucky corrected her
"What are you doing in Skullaxes?" The Cashier asked him
"You don't own this country." Lucky told him
The Cashier got angry and pointed to the photo of the Emperor on the wall behind him.
"Pledge allegiance to our Emperor now!"
Upon looking at the Emperor, he started drooling automatically and wiped it away as soon as he realised it.
"Just give me my cigarettes and you'll never see me again." Lucky mumbled
"Traitor!" Someone yelled out
"There are eyes in this store now, get down on your knees, hand on your chest and repeat after me: I pledge allegiance to Emperor of Skullaxes, am loyal to the empire and strive for with mind, body and soul, Rainbow Nation!"
"Rainbow Nation!" Everyone nearby cheered out loud
Lucky was fed up of being singled out like this and constantly having to prove his loyalty but he decided to comply and get down on his knees. Looking up at the Emperor's photo with his hand on his chest trying not to drool again, he spoke loudly enough to be heard properly.
"I pledge allegiance to Emperor of Skullaxes, am l-loyal to the empire and strive for-" He paused, not wanting to finish the statement
To be honest, I don't blame him. It's irritating because you aren't allowed to refuse. If you aren't completely with the regime, you are labelled a traitor and disciplined immediately if caught. Is it so wrong to point out the system's flaws? To say anything about his precious Rainbow Nation is a death wish. I am Might and I will tell you exactly what I think of Rainbow Nation. Rainbow Nation is fl * * * d! Do you really think that we the people will unite so easily? Our original cultures stripped away in exchange for one unifying culture of perfection? How many nations of the past have fallen? Destroyed by the uprising of its own citizens. The greatest multicoloured nation in the world? What on Earth happened to that country? The most powerful nation in the world disappeared off the map! The original Rainbow Nation! Wiped out! Nobody knows the truth but if you think hard enough, you'll be able to guess. A nation made dumber, poorer and ruled by an iron fist cannot sustain itself! A nation with its citizens that cannot speak their mind and are no longer able to protect themselves are an unh * * * y nation.
"With mind, body and soul…" The Cashier boomed passionately
"With mind, body and soul…" Lucky repeated
"Rainbow Nation!" The Cashier finished his statement
"Rainbow Nation!" The others nearby chanted out loud
Lucky stayed silent, experiencing a flashback of the war.
"I didn't hear you, traitor." The Cashier spoke
"Rainbow..fuck it! Fuck my life! I'll fucking kill myself right here, right now!" Lucky yelled out, taking out his countries' combat knife and pressing it against his throat, wide-eyed and panting, showing signs of hesitation
"C-Calm down. Cheer up alright. Here's your cigarettes. Please don't kill yourself. You are welcome in our Rainbow Nation. As a native, my patriotism got the best of me." The Cashier pleaded
Lucky stood back up, took his cigarette packet and walked out of the store looking down the entire time.
As soon as he smoked, he exhaled deeply, feeling much calmer than before. That moment with the Cashier brought back unpleasant memories that Lucky wished to forget.
To speed this up because this isn't a romance novel, after 4 days of staying away from Macaron at her request, she called him and demanded that he come and see her again. Lucky got ready and rushed to see her. He drove over to her house and rang the doorbell. She let him in and dragged him by the collar to get inside quickly. She rushed towards her bedroom and Lucky followed her.
As soon as he saw her, he noticed the strange marks on her wrists and neck.
"Who hurt you? Please tell me." Lucky spoke as calmly as he could in order not to startle her even more
They sat down on the bed and began talking.
"D-Don't overreact but you were right about number 13. I thought about what you said and I was starting to have second thoughts about it all b-but he didn't listen to me when I refused so h-he forced himself onto me and hurt me. So yeah. Maybe I'll take a week off with m-my tools." She stammered, the hurt was obvious in her voice
"M-Mac. I am so sorry. I should've stayed. I should've carried out my duty! I abandoned you because I couldn't think that far ahead. What's wrong with me?"
"Stop that. I am not that fragile! I already got my revenge on him. Rest in hell, Number 13."
"You killed him?" Lucky asked her
"Worse. I set him up to be rape.d and tortured until he broke. After a few hours, he wrote a note to his parents and killed himself because he didn't want to live on." She replied
"You're joking aren't you?" Lucky chuckled
"What? How did you know I was joking?" She asked him
"I can tell. You're not the type to get involved in bloodshed. There's a difference between those who've caused deaths and those who haven't. I can't explain it but I can feel it." Lucky replied
"But why Lucky. Why did he not listen to me? Why didn't he stop?" She asked him, clutching the sheets on her bed
"M-Mac! I swear I'll never ever abandon you again! No matter what happens, you call me and I'll be there!" Lucky promised
"Nonsense. Why did you reject me then?" She asked him
"I rejected you because I was afraid, ok? I was afraid that you'd see me as one of your tools and discard me soon after we have sex. I was afraid to hurt you and get in the way of your healing. I was afraid that I'd mess everything up. That you'd hate me. My passion for you is so strong. My soul aches for you. I want to be the only one. The only one you want. To want only me. To crave only me. To need only me. I love you, my precious Macaron. I love you." Lucky confessed with watery eyes then stayed silent, waiting for an answer
"Woah. Who knew? Who knew that you were so fiery and passionate on the inside?" She raised an eyebrow and reached out to hug him
He returned the hug, holding her in his arms.
After a few seconds, she wanted to stop hugging him.
"Gross. That's enough." She told him to which he responded by immediately letting her go
"It's nice to know that someone actually does what I tell them to do." She said
"I want to kiss you." Lucky told her
"Ok. Then just do it." She laughed, wondering why he told her in advance
Mac let out a satisfied mumble after feeling his lips press against hers for the first time. He stroked her blond hair and held her close to him. Then they parted.
"I really love your hair." He mumbled
"You bastard." She chuckled
"What?" Lucky asked her
"That wasn't a proper kiss. That's the sort of kiss that you get from your grandparents or something." She scoffed
"Your grandparents kiss you like that?" Lucky raised his eyebrow
"They used to from time to time. It's normal in our family." She replied
"I've heard of cheek and forehead kisses but mouth kisses I-" Lucky shook his head
"There's never any tongues at least and the kiss is only a peck." She explained
"Ok then. I guess that's slightly less concerning." He told her
He approached her and then kissed her again. This time it was a proper kiss full of passion and not just a peck.
As soon as he stopped kissing her, he moved to her jawline and then down to her neck, causing her to grab onto him and exhale breathily as he continued to kiss her. She even found herself moving towards him in such a way that allowed her to derive as much pleasure from him as possible. This increased when he began to nibble on her neck and shoulders (very gently of course). His tongue was tracing her outlines while his hands ran up and down her back in a way that made her shiver in a good way.
"Stop this and get to the point already." She sighed softly
"Patience, Mac." Lucky replied
Lucky undressed her but didn't remove her underwear just yet.
She was lying down on her bed comfortably as he hovered above her. Not floating but you know what I mean.
He kissed her on the neck again and then on her lips and then on her forehead. She shivered again, whimpering softly because even though she found it pleasurable, it was uncomfortable for her since she wasn't used to being treated so gently and with love.
In a panic, she began to crawl away from him.
"Hey what's wrong? Are you that afraid of me?" He asked her, feeling concerned about her
"Don't flatter yourself." She told him, curling up in a ball
"If you don't want me to embrace you, tell me no and I'll back off immediately. Do you want this, Mac?" He asked her
"I do but not like that. Stop treating me like that! Like I am a fragile little newly-wed. I am not gonna break you know! I am not a pussy." She replied
Lucky smiled in relief and proceeded.
Whilst she was still curled up, he went up behind her, scooping her up as if he was going to hug her from behind, he touched her hair and his other hand caressed her thigh. Those touches were healing, however, Macaron was discomforted by it no matter how hard she tried to get used to it. He then kissed down her back, causing her to shiver even more.
"Enough. I've had enough of this now." She huffed
"Relax, Mac." He replied softly
Mac then adjusted herself to lie down on her bed on her back and now, Lucky was on top.
His hands glided down her body and he kissed her all the way down to her purple lace panties. He traced over the area and tapped it gently. He was pleasantly surprised by the moan that she'd let out in response. Wasting very little time, he pulled her panties down, held her down by the hips and went down on her with a huge burst of unbridled passion. Despite her moaning uncontrollably, she felt awkward that he was going this far just to please her. She wasn't used to being cherished so intimately in this manner.
"You don't have to do all this for me. I-It's too much." She protested
However, Lucky was so enchanted by her that he couldn't help but continue until she was shaking.
"F-Fuck wait, slow down please. I-I don't like this. I am gonna throw up! Lucky, listen to me." She continued
Lucky stopped what he was doing, quickly licking the corner of his lip wanting to keep her taste on his tongue for a little longer.
"Even if you did throw up, I'd still want to continue. Maybe I am just as wicked as your tools."
"Hey don't say that. You don't have a single wicked bone in your body!" Macaron defended him
"Macaron. I understand that this will be difficult for you but you need to compromise with me here. I want to cherish every part of you without hurting you. I want you to learn to receive pleasure but you are so used to pain being inflicted on you that my loving touches make you feel sick. Please don't ask me to hurt you or break you, even if that's what you're used to." Lucky pleaded with her
"You stubborn fool! What if I enjoy getting hurt? So will you selfishly deny my true desires because you want to protect me?"
"I refuse to inflict pain onto you."
"Why not?"
"I'd feel bad. Besides, look at how much you were enjoying it, even without the pain." Lucky replied
Mac kept silent, thinking about what he said.
"I can't hold back any longer." He sighed, spreading her legs again
He licked his fingers then started fingering her. Macaron crossed her arms as if she was bored and annoyed (which she probably was) until Lucky positioned her in a way that her ass was more accessible and her knees were pressed against her chest with her legs in the air.
His desire for her was building and building.
'I want her! I want her so bad! I feel like I am losing my mind!' He thought
She gasped out and jolted after feeling his lips and tongue again. This time, he placed his attention on her ass.
"Hey, that's not necessary. That place isn't supposed to be treated like that." She spoke, getting flustered
'He doesn't care where he caresses and licks! He's claiming every inch of my body and is devouring me like I am a giant popsicle. Where hasn't he kissed, tongued and caressed? My body is yearning and burning with passion for him. He has already claimed me. Now he is even kissing my feet. I have to get away. I feel weird. It's too good! So sickeningly sweet. I am going to throw up!
"N-No, I can't!" She let out a panicked cry, scrambling and crawling off the bed
Lucky didn't chase her but was concerned about her.
"Are you alright?" He asked her
She ran into the bathroom next to her room and locked the door.
She couldn't stop shivering as she washed her face with cold water to calm her down. Her body was still tingling and she could still feel his touch on her.
'This is too intense for me. Can't he just fill me up, call me names and slap me around like everyone else?' She thought
Lucky was outside the door, about to check up on her but his concern tripled after hearing her throw up into the toilet bowl.
'Shit. If only I wasn't so stubborn!' He thought to himself
Now he was feeling guilty for insisting that they do things his way. For her sake, he was willing to compromise even though he was naturally very stubborn. He was willing to compromise for her. After all, throwing up was a serious response.
Afterwards, she rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth again before coming back out of the bathroom to see him again.
"How are you?" Lucky asked her
"Better." She replied
"Are you still in the mood or-" He asked her slowly, unsure about how she'd reply
"Depends. Are you going to do what I tell you to do this time?" She answered him
"That depends. If it's a reasonable request then yeah. If it's not then I'll have to decline." Lucky replied
"Lucky. You stubborn old fool." She pouted
"Macaron. I have free will." He reminded her
"Fine." She chuckled
Lucky innocently chuckled back not knowing what was in store for him.
Macaron didn't have a collar to drag on Lucky so she jumped on him and grabbed him by the neck. Lucky, acting on instinct, threw her off him which made her fall onto the bed. She looked back at him surprised but didn't say anything to him.
"I'm sorry. I acted on instinct." He told her
"Why do you hold back so much? Especially in bed." She asked him
"What do you mean by that?" He asked her shakily
"It's so obvious. You have a dark side that you repress. I know. It's because you are a disciplined man. You don't trust yourself enough to let go. My tools. You know what's so special about them?" She said, making him frown in response
Lucky didn't say anything but waited until she finished speaking. He wasn't fond of the way that she admired her tools. Still, he was willing to hear her out.
"I have trained them immensely to break free from restraint, shame and virtue. They all express themselves during sex in their most natural state of being."
"That's dangerous, Mac." Lucky shook his head
He wasn't judging her.
He was only concerned about her because he loved her.
She crawled towards him and slowly trailed her index finger down his left earlobe and down the side of his neck, making him shiver and look at her in a mix of lust and awe.
"You've been imprisoned and tainted by society. Let me help you break free." She suggested
"Mac. I'm sorry. I don't have the patience to wait any longer. Please tell me if you want me? Telling me to hurry up and stick it in won't do. Then I won't hold back anything. I-I promise." Lucky told her
Macaron felt herself heating up and getting butterflies in response to his words.
"I-I want you. Lucky. I want you to claim me. Fill me completely. I want to feel all the love that you have for me. Please take me." She replied, overtaken by lust
Lucky gave her a heartwarming smile and wasted no time with her.
Macaron took note and cherished all that she could from their union. Compared to the fast rather violent thrusts that she was used to receiving, Lucky's was slow but without the loss of intensity. In fact, he was extremely passionate, loving and intense with her. She enjoyed these slow deep thrusts of his and clinged to him even more, gently scratching down his back and arms as she felt so good that she could barely handle it. She moaned, blushed then closed her eyes but she could still feel him staring into her soul. Their bodies were pressed so closely together, the beautiful contrast of bronzed and fair skin intertwined in a loving embrace.
As he continued making love to her, his instincts paid close attention to every detail of this experience, taking in her every movement no matter how minuscule, her every expression, her alluring body, her natural scent mixed with her sweet perfume, the way that her mouth moved, every breath and sound that she made. This was slowly but surely sending him into overdrive.
Macaron was moaning and mumbling incoherently, her mind already on cloud nine. Lucky was also vocal as he was no longer holding back.
After he came the first time, they took a break but after a few minutes, they were ready to go again and again. They could barely keep their hands off of each other!
After they were both fully satisfied, they decided to take a short nap together. After an hour, they were awake and got on with their normal tasks.
Long story short, Lucky got Macaron to promise that she'd stop having sex with her tools and come to him to satisfy her whenever she wanted. He wanted to be the only one she wanted. The only one she craves.
However, for someone like her with no sense of limits or restraint, that was much easier said than done.
The next time that they were both free, they decided to hang out at Lucky's apartment.
Little did Macaron know that there was a surprise awaiting her.
As soon as they went to his apartment, Lucky took out his keys to get inside.
"This is your house? It's smaller than I expected but it's a decent size I guess." She commented
Lucky grimaced in response, knowing that she didn't have a filter.
"It's an apartment, meaning that it's only a part of my home. Once we go inside, I'll show you my front door. I live on the ground floor so we don't have to climb any stairs."
"Huh? I am confused." She replied
"Come on. Just come with me and you'll see. Stop talking." He told her
Macaron nodded but as they walked near his front door, she noticed all the borderline-racist remarks scribbled and spray-painted across the wall. They've even used the u-word that our emperor banned.
When they went inside, Lucky made her take her shoes off and keep her socks on.
When they went inside the living room, Macaron was so shocked that she couldn't hide it.
Her jaw dropped.
"Where is everything?" She asked him
"What do you mean?" Lucky asked her
"It's so empty and small. There's barely anything there. Are you alright?!" Macaron asked, shocked
"There's a very soft carpet on the floor to sit on. If you want, there are chairs in the kitchen. Also I have a double sized bed in case you were wondering with a TV on the wall. The living room also has another TV and games. I have my flag hung up on the wall. A bathroom. What else do I need?" He replied
"A movie room, a games room, real furniture. Decorations and stuff. Paintings? Erotica? You know, if you're struggling, I am more than willing to-" She added
"Stop that. I don't need your help. Do you want to make me hate you?" He responded
"Sheesh, all right! I thought I was being good." She mumbled
"Even if you have good intentions, doing that would make people think that you think that they aren't capable of buying these things themselves. Also, they will feel like they owe that person something and people don't like the burden that comes with owing someone money or favours." He explained
"Peasants. I can't understand them at all." Macaron replied, shaking her head
They decided to go to his bedroom to chill. However, a few minutes later, Lucky heard the doorbell ring.
"Who is that?" Lucky asked her, walking to get the door but Macaron sprinted to get the door.
Lucky stood nearby and watched as she opened the door.
It was Light! Macaron's youngest brother was here.
He gave her a high five instead of a hug and then they went inside.
They all sat on Lucky's bed and got comfortable.
Macaron bought a bottle with her, removed the cork, got wine glasses out of the kitchen cupboard and offered it to Lucky and her brother.
Light made sure to drink a little but not too much.
It wasn't long until Lucky switched the TV on and then took out a packet of cigarettes to them. Macaron declined but Light nodded and took the cigarette from his hands.
"Light. What are you doing?" She whispered aloud
He stared blankly at her in response.
"You don't even smoke." She reminded him
Light ignored her and used Lucky's lighter to light his cigarette.
Lucky watched him but wasn't saying anything. Macaron looked at the scene that took place next to her.
Within seconds later, he started coughing.
"You idiot. I told you." She said
"Light?" He spoke, checking up on him
"I-I am sorry." He mumbled
"Shh. It's ok. It's ok." Lucky replied, slowly reaching his arm out to take the cigarette from him
Light returned the cigarette and froze, watching him take the cigarette and smoke it himself.
He blew out the smoke and sighed out.
"It'd be a waste if I threw this away, don't you agree?" He smiled warmly
Light shivered and felt overwhelmed again.
"L-Lucky." Light called out
"Yeah?" He asked him
"N-Nothing." He replied with a stammer, turning away
"Ignore him. He's being weird." Macaron replied
They were watching TV but moments later, they were getting bored.
"Fucking hell, this is boring isn't it Light?" Macaron complained, leaning on Lucky's shoulder
"Yeah it is." He replied, his voice shaking yet again
He felt uncomfortable but had no idea what was causing it. Lucky must've picked up on it, prompting him to make him feel better.
"Light. Stay here. I want to give you something." Lucky told him
Light fidgeted with his sleeves in response.
"Here. It's a crescent shaped soft charm from Luna. It's for good luck and brings clarity and soothing. With this in your possession, you won't even need a woman." Lucky chuckled, causing him to chuckle with him
Macaron rolled her eyes at his remark.
Light smiled as he held the charm in his hands.
He closed his eyes, taking in the charm and the richly dense energies that surrounded it.
"This has been with you for a long time hasn't it?" Light asked him, making him smile again briefly
"You can give it a gentle squeeze." Lucky replied
"I-It's lovely. Thank you." Light beamed, getting teary eyed
"Give me the remote." She said to Lucky
"Sure. Is there anything you want to watch?" He asked her
"Porn. Let's watch porn together." She suggested
"W-What? But your brother is here. Isn't that weird?" He asked her
"So what? He doesn't mind. In fact, we have a laugh watching it together sometimes, don't we, Light?" She replied
"Yeah we do. Don't go on the one with the two ladies in the kitchen again. I fucking hate that one!"
"What?" Lucky spoke
"Why? Why do you hate it so much?" She asked him, laughing
"Everything about them is annoying. I even hate the way they breathe. Everything they said and did only irritated me so I fucking hated every second of it. Such a shame truly. They're attractive but they're so intolerable!"
"Is this for real? What about you two being siblings don't you understand? Why are you watching porn together and making that a normal activity? I just don't understand your family." He asked, still shocked at what was going on
"Don't be so dramatic!" She snapped, snatching the remote off him and searching it up
"Oh my g-" He stopped himself before he could finish his sentence
"Finish that sentence I dare you." She glared at him
"It's his house, Mac." Light defended him
"Oh if you love him so much then why don't you marry him?" She retorted
"Mac." They said simultaneously
She found an interesting looking video, clicked on it and made sure to keep the volume lower than normal.
"So what do you think about this?"
"It's quite nice actually. I'm starting to get warm." Light replied
"Ok. Gross. What do you think, Lucky?"
"This is weird. This entire situation is just weird." He shook his head
"Ugh, don't be such a prude! Is this something you like or not? It's a simple fucking question." Macaron asked him
"I don't like it. Not my cup of tea." He replied, his eyes all over the room instead of being focused on the video
"Yeah it's too sweet for me to handle. Ooh, I think I know what you'd like, Lucky."
"Mac don't." He sighed
She cackled evilly and took note of the fact that he enjoyed looking at pretty looking legs and feet.
She chose to click on a video that she recently watched by herself and found it to be quite stimulating to view.
She grinned and so did Light after seeing him keeping his eyes glued to the screen.
"Wow, she's cute." Lucky commented
"You mean, he looks cute?" Macaron corrected him
"W-What?" He stuttered
"Huh?" Light responded
"That's a guy actually." She grinned
"Someone needs glasses." Light commented
"Bitch, you were watching too!" Macaron replied, defending Lucky
"Oh shit. Why does he look so girly then?" Lucky mumbled
Macaron giggled in response.
"I don't care. He's still cute." He commented as if to display his stubbornness, making her nearly spit out her drink in response
"Yeah?" Light giggled
Lucky adjusted his seating position, letting out a quiet groan as he stretched his arms.
It was unclear to her whether they were joking or not.
And so, Macaron was showing them all kinds of different and peculiar videos, making both Light and Lucky more uncomfortable than ever whilst she was having the time of her life mainly mocking and roasting the people that were on the screen.
"Where did you find all this and why is there so much porn like this out there?" Lucky asked, the tone of worry evident in his voice.
"My question is, why is it so weird and aggressive?" Light asked
"Shut it, drama queens now watch this loser with his peasant whore." She replied
"What the fuck, Mac? This is too wild. They need a referee to break them up." Light laughed
Lucky and Macaron burst out laughing in response.
"I know. I love it. It's perfect." Macaron beamed
"Rough more like it. Not even a cuddle. Where's the love? It's nonexistent. Fucking hell." Lucky critiqued
"Oh wow! I've heard of a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am but this is certainly a wham-bam-body slam!" Light commented
They started laughing again and poured themselves more drinks.
"Mac. This is getting too weird now. I don't wanna watch anymore." Light told her
"Agreed. I am getting all excited again." Macaron replied
"Gross, Mac! I didn't need to know that!" Light pulled a face
"Calm down! It's not like I went into detail or anything. Huh. Still, what did I expect from a guy who's never gotten laid before." Macaron huffed
"I have too! I have had sex before! Why, just the other day I had sex with a real woman who actually loves me!" Light beamed
"Liar-liar-pants-on-fire." Macaron said
Lucky decided to keep quiet and let them argue.
"I have photos. I can prove her existence to you. Her name is Penelope, she's a poor person but I don't care-"
"How old is she? Is she a student?"
"Yeah but she's 18 now."
"Nice. So is she a virgin like you? You know the rules, Light."
"That's none of your business." Light frowned
"You wicked little fiend! You were meant to offer her up to grandfather Cloud! You know he gets first dibs on virgins! He'll find out and punish you. Maybe he'll punish her too."
"No! He won't!" Light replied, squeezing his charm
"Oh yes he will. If I were you, I'd keep her far away and hidden before he discovers her."
"Why though! Why is he like that? He's such a pain in the ass to deal with! I don't want him to find out about this."
"Good luck! He fucking will. He knows everything. Everything. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if he discovered her already."
"No. That can't be!" Light's voice shook, about to burst into tears
"Don't worry. I can keep secrets. You are my favourite brother after all." She grinned
"Really? Oh thank you!" Light replied, relieved
"On one condition." She grinned cheekily
"For fuck's sake." Light sighed
"I'll be the one to teach her all sorts of good tricks. I'll make her a good slut for you."
"No!" Lucky and Light said simultaneously, interrupting her
"What's wrong with you?" Lucky added, his patience running thin
"What do you mean? Why should grandpa be the only one having fun around here? Just let me have a little fun with her. I bet she's cute." Macaron replied
"What the fuck, no! She's my girlfriend, not yours. Besides, don't you have Lucky to have fun with?" Light responded
Macaron rolled her eyes to which Lucky noticed.
"I'm sorry to do this in front of you now but Mac and I need to talk." Lucky spoke
"What? What is there to talk about?" Macaron replied, getting paranoid
"Do you enjoy being with me? Tell me the truth." Lucky asked her
Macaron paused and sighed, thinking about a way to respond to him
"It's too difficult. I know you don't want me messing around with other people but that's the way I've always been. I'm sorry but this feels like torture. With you, I feel like my wings have been clipped off. I don't think I can stay away from them." She replied, referring to her tools
"What's so difficult about this?! I've told you to come to me whenever you want to! Am I not enough for you?" Lucky raised his voice, despite trying to keep himself composed
"You are but it's just-" Mac replied
"It's just what?" Lucky asked her, leaning closer to her
"I don't know. You're stressing me out so shut up!" She shouted, feeling cornered by him
Light stayed silent not wanting to get in between them.
"You gave me a promise. A promise not to get involved with them again. This isn't a punishment. This is for your own good."
"My own good? You reek of piety." She scoffed
"It seems that you're unable to learn anything from my words. You're expecting me to leave you even though you've chosen your tools over me, isn't it? I won't leave you. I promised to never abandon you again and that's exactly what I am going to do." Lucky spoke
"Good." She smiled, thinking that he'd surrendered to her whims
That's where Macaron has it completely wrong. Although Lucky loves her, he is not in love with her. Many people have made the mistake of falling in love with her and they've all fallen (metaphorically speaking). They've all become *that u- word which includes happy in it that the emperor has banned*.
Then, there was peace again to which Light felt relieved.
After hanging out together for a bit longer with Lucky telling them more about his time in the army, Light left to go back to his parent's house.
When he left, Lucky asked her to spend the night with him and strangely enough, she agreed.
"I am gonna go out tonight. There's this really nice place that-"
"Let me come with you. It's late." Lucky insisted
"Really?" She rolled her eyes
"It's not safe out here being all alone in the dark." Lucky added
"I am not going down dark alleyways. I am going to a fancy bar with civilised people. Nothing will happen so stop all this silly worrying."
"You're not going then." Lucky sulked
"What? You can't tell me what to do you moody little peasant!" Macaron replied
"Tell me why. Be honest. Why do you want to go out alone?" Lucky asked her
They started arguing more and then the truth came out.
She wanted to get drunk, flirt and make out with a few of the elites that were there.
When she was questioned about this, she became defensive and brought up how selfish Lucky was for not allowing her to have sex with anyone else except him.
"Fuck you, ok! We aren't even boyfriend and girlfriend you controlling, cautious, peaceful, goody-goody-two-shoed asshole! You're too nice to screw me how I wanna be screwed and I regret ever having sex with you. I hated it and I hate that I'm constantly reminded of your touch and even outside of the 3D, I can't fucking help but dream about it. I can't escape! I fucking can't! It's all your fault! You ruined everything for me. I am walking out of this door and if you stop me, I'll sing to the police and get your Luna ass in prison bitch. Bye!" Macaron yelled out with so much passion that even the stoic Lucky was taken aback
He didn't say anything. His jaw dropped. His knees shook, making him stumble but he quickly made sure to fix his posture.
He couldn't say anything as she walked out the door.
I interrupt again to remind you about something called limits. We all have our limits but what we need to focus on isn't only the limit itself but the fact that people have something built-in within that acts like an alarm bell. This alarm bell rings to tell us that we have reached our limit. The problem is that only those who are disciplined can feel it. A part of discipline is knowing your limit, hence, moderation isn't a tool to suppress a person. It is a tool of protection. Discipline and moderation go hand-in-hand. Unfortunately, there are many people who lack discipline, moderation and don't know their limits. They suffer in their hedonism because they have little to no sense of balance. The Cloud family are self-destructive libertines who lack any virtue or any sense of balance or meaning. Cloud, who is the gramps of the Cloud family, is responsible for this. In the name of freedom, all he has brought to himself and his family is abuse and immorality! He is the most wicked type of villain and no matter how often he is exposed, he is too powerful for condemnation. He will still have blind fools following him. An army of ignorance who cannot bear to see who this man really is. As long as there are people out there who fall in love, they can be easily seduced, easily blinded and easily misled.
Despite all the hurtful things that she said to him, Lucky was worried about her since it was 3 am and still hadn't called him. He called Light to see if he'd heard anything from her but he told him that he didn't. However, he managed to recall where she was planning to go. Before Lucky could get ready to go, Light advised him to come over to his house so he could look more presentable because this was a high end place. He put on Light's clothes even though it was too small for him.
"Is this normal for her to do?" Lucky asked him
"It depends actually."
"What do you mean?"
"It depends on how upset she's feeling. It's hard to tell when she's upset. She hides it with anger and by other means. She wants to be comfortable but she's triggered by your calming presence. It's not you. She's just as traumatised as the rest of us but me and her express it in opposite ways. She seeks comfort by sleeping around and engaging in other reckless behaviours but that only adds to the damage. Please be patient with her. She needs you." Light couldn't help but tear up towards the end
Lucky tried his best not to make eye-contact with him otherwise, he'd end up losing his composure and silently cry with him.
"I understand." He replied
And so, Lucky went inside there by himself because Light felt like Macaron would hate it if her own brother were to pick her up in the middle of the night so he waited for them in his car.
Among the crowd, he looked everywhere for her but eventually, he found her passed out somewhere in the corner. Lucky was in shock because he'd never seen anything like this back home. He walked faster towards her, picked her up and ignored the stares he was getting as he walked out with her thrown over his shoulders.
Light opened the car door for them as soon as he noticed. Light drove them back to Lucky's apartment via Lucky's request.
He placed her on one of his cushioned chairs and shook her awake.
"Where am I?" She groaned, scratching the side of her head
"My house." Lucky replied
"That's weird. I could've sworn I was partying somewhere. Shit. I overdid it again."
"You're right. And it won't happen again."
"Says who? Oh wait sorry. Am I your girlfriend? Makes sense."
"Mac. What did you take? Did you take any drugs? You're acting really weird."
"What am I doing sitting here? Be a proper boyfriend and make me a nice coffee. 4 sugars please." She smiled
Lucky smiled at being called boyfriend for the first time by her and made her a cup of coffee.
Then, he let her rest on his bed and slept next to her.
Then when it was morning they were both free. Lucky had a practical lesson to teach her.
"What are you doing?" She asked him
He got a large bowl, a wine glass and milk out of his fridge.
"What the fuck?" She whispered, looking at what he was doing
"Look at this cup, Mac." Lucky started
"It's a wine glass." She corrected him
"This cup has the capacity for this much." He continued, filling the wine glass with milk
"What's your point?" She asked him, looking at the glass
"This cup knows its limits. Do you know why? This cup will overflow and spill out its contents. It doesn't matter how much you pour into it. Once past its limit, it won't accept any more content no matter how much it wants to be filled up. I aspire to be as disciplined as this cup. This cup is the most devoted student of moderation."
"Wow. You're crazy. You know what else is the most devoted student of moderation? Bowls, heck even plates." She replied
Lucky laughed in response.
"Aspire to be this cup." Lucky added
"It's a wine glass." Macaron repeated
"You say wine glass. I say cup." Lucky replied
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked
"Nothing. I was just admiring your hair glowing so brightly in the sunlight." He replied
"You're funny." She giggled, twirling the stands of her blonde hair with her index finger
"Did you mean it last night? When you referred to me as your boyfriend." Lucky asked her
"Wait, I actually said that last night? Yeah. You're my boyfriend and I am your girlfriend but there's a reason why I was so reluctant to say it. My family wouldn't approve of you. I think you know why. I can't believe you're still with me, despite all that and the way I am. You rescued me, Lucky. Everyone else would've left me lying there or worse." She confessed
Lucky smiled and nervously touched the back of his neck.
"Surely your friends would've tried to help you, right?" He asked her
Macaron took a long pause and sighed.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He said softly
"You think I have real friends? That's cute." She chuckled
Lucky felt confused but waited for her to explain further.
"I've never had the privilege of having a real friend before. Everyone else would have ulterior motives. Either that or they would be too afraid of me. I am too rich, too powerful and too beautiful. That just makes you more enemies than friends. People wanna be like me but they don't realise what a lonely and miserable existence this is when everyone sees you as competition! The only friend I have is grandad. Grandpa Cloud. He's the only one who understands me. Even though he's a bad guy, at least he's my friend. He always has been." Macaron told him
"I'm sorry. Sorry for causing you to bring up those painful memories." Lucky replied, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.
Later on, Lucky was proud of her for staying away from her tools for 4 whole days which was a big achievement for her. They ordered food together and hung out again. She even invited her grandfather over to which Lucky was cautious and remained vigilant around him. They were at Macaron's house.
Cloud moved closer towards him and scanned him with his eyes.
"What's up?" Lucky asked him, wondering why he was checking him out
"Who is this fine specimen that you've welcomed into your home?" He asked her
"This is Lucky. He's from Area 18 but he lives in Skullaxes and he's my bodyguard."
"Bodyguard huh? You've got a fine eye for bodyguards don't you, my sweet?" He said
"Fine. You managed to see right through me. He is my bodyguard but he's also my boyfriend."
He burst out laughing until both of them got annoyed.
"What's so hilarious?" Lucky asked him
"Nothing. It's just so odd! Love is truly blind after all! What is your occupation, young man?" He asked him
"W-Well-"
"Oh come on boy. Don't be shy." he coaxed him, squeezing his arms
"I used to be a police officer but now I work as a part-time cashier and also work as Macaron's bodyguard."
"Interesting. But I sensed something else. There's something else that you're hiding from me isn't it? Ever joined the military before?"
"H-How did you know?" Lucky's voice shook, despite himself trying to keep it together
"I could tell. Your reflexes and observational skills are exceptional! Your mind is so sharp! You must've been trained very well."
"I-I was trained to-" Lucky started
"Kill." They spoke simultaneously
"But you were also trained for death itself. I do admire the Lunanian army if I must say so!" Cloud beamed, smiling from ear to ear
Lucky was starting to ease up and even when he felt his hands being gently squeezed by the older man, he didn't brush his hands off of him.
"Have you ever killed people before?" He whispered, turning from side to side as if he didn't want to be heard by anyone else
"I have killed people before. It was a part of my job. Before you ask, I didn't keep count. I know someone who did but things like that are better left to be forgotten about." Lucky replied
Macaron was amazed at how easily her grandfather could make him talk about things that he normally never talked about. She didn't even know that Lucky used to be a policeman but quit recently.
"Please tell us more. Macaron, get me another cushion. This one's too warm."
"Yes, gramps." She replied, giving him a respectful bow before searching her house to find another pillow.
"Also, get us ice-cream afterwards." He added
"Yes, grandfather." She grit her teeth, feeling annoyed at being bossed around by him.
She returned with a cold pillow and went to the nearest freezer to get some ice cream to hand over to Cloud and Lucky.
"Thank you very much. Come here. You must sit on my lap." He spoke in a calm tone
"No, thank you." Macaron replied
"Why not?" He asked her
"I'm not a little kid anymore. I am a grown ass woman if you hadn't noticed."
"Fine. Suit yourself. I needed someone a little lighter anyway." Cloud replied
Macaron breathed in sharply, trying to control her anger.
"Lucky. Sit on my lap." Cloud asked him
'What the fuck?!' Macaron reacted in her mind but didn't dare say it out loud
Lucky gulped and sat near his knees.
"C-Closer. I don't bite." He winced from feeling too much pressure near his knees
Now, Lucky was sitting awkwardly, pressed against him. He turned to the side and folded his knees so that Cloud's face could be seen. Lucky sat a bit further away to give Cloud space to eat ice cream.
"So what have you been up to lately?" Lucky asked him
Lucky opened the packet and tried the ice-cream which was a mix of strawberry and vanilla in a plastic container.
Cloud finished his ice-cream in what could be considered world record breaking speed, causing both Lucky and Macaron to do a double-take. Cloud burped and licked the ice cream that was on his lips before he began speaking.
"I am glad you asked. Well you see, I was out somewhere doing a bit of gardening and I was missing a few things so I-I went to the store disguised as a little old lady and met a very lovely brunette. I talked to her and it turns out that the girl was interested in gardening too. Unbeknownst to her, she was going to join my new gardening club. Sure she's the first member for now, but I hope that more numbers join. I told her that I was a friend of the man who runs the gardening society and she believed me." Cloud spoke
"Gardening society? You mean-" Lucky asked
"Oh yes. You're correct. She's a student." He spoke with a sudden excitement to his voice
"You must be careful otherwise it's gonna ruin us all. All the Clouds." Macaron warned him
"Oh, of course! I'll be a good boy! I promise." He crossed his heart and pulled a mocking face to which she rolled her eyes
"Did she mention her name or any kind of nickname when you were speaking to her? Maybe there's a chance she recognised you." Macaron asked him
"Well, I think her name was Melody or no wait..Penelope! Penelope! That's it. That's her name!" He slammed his hand on the sofa dramatically
'Oh shit. That's probably Light's girlfriend.' She thought
But has Cloud met Light's girlfriend?
It was just like Macaron predicted earlier on.
What a coincidence and how unlucky for her.
At the time that I was writing this, something else came up.
I got a very disturbing call from a very frightened little boy (from Light's other phone) and from what I could gather from this call, the next villain that I expose will be my most disturbing one yet. I am not even sure that I can handle this alone because if I make one wrong move-
"Help me! He already took my friend and now I am next. Light, please save me! The harvester is gonna get me! He's already made his mark. He will strike soon. I am scared! I am scared!"
"Hello? Who is this harvester?" I answered
"The..devil..of the night..harvests-" The sound was all crackly and it was near impossible to make out the words that the boy was saying
I heard a loud noise and a terrible howling, like that of a wild beast and this great evil creeped up from within me, causing me to shiver as I heard a terrific scream and then it seemed like the boy hung up.
My life is on the line.
If I don't publish this entry or any other future entries, assume that I've been captured or killed.
TO BE CONTINUED...