A/N: The chapter ahead is raw, which means not been proofread yet nor edited.1
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Azarese's POV
I was humming a song and crocheting a doll as I wait for my husband to regain consciousness.
We're in his room. I'm beside him on the left, while his loved ones are on the right, cramped because they do not want to go near me. They're still near, but whatever.
"Lalala~ Lala~ La~"
I grabbed the cushions on his bed and stuffed it inside the doll I'm crocheting. I don't know how long I've been stitching, but since we're still in the arena, and Wattroid told me that his office is very special, I doubt if it's already noon.
"What do you think? Is it cute?" I asked them and showed the doll to them. It's a large-sized Watts doll. Toddler-sized actually, and Hands helped me in crocheting it.
"I-I think it's very cute. Is that...Watts?" His brother praised and smiled. His sister elbowed him.
"Who else? You're stupid," I said with a kind smile.
I placed the doll on Watts's body.
Hands signed that they want to crochet more.
"We don't have any more yarns. And where's the tea I'm asking you?"
'No tea. Kitchen poor. Yarns in vaults.'
"Don't use the yarns in my vaults. They're rare and special. See if there are any in the treasury."
I yawned.
'No more.'
"Then just use sew!? Use thread and get some goddamn fabrics. Geez."
'TT'
I rolled my eyes on them and gave them the stupid doll I crochet.
"Use it. I don't like it anymore."
They clapped and took the doll from me. They untied it to make their own dolls or whatever.
"But get me something to drink first. Shoo," I gestured them to go. Eins and Zwei left to do the errand, while those who were left are playing with the cushion. I smiled on Hands.
"Uhh..."
I raised my eyebrow when I looked at them. Franchetti Xerene stepped forward. She harmlessly approached the bed and sat on the edge. Since Watts is lying in the middle of his bed, he's the wall between us. She held her son's hand and kissed it.
"What do you want to do on Sacremore?" She asked me like we're close.
"Maybe fuck the shit of what's left of him. You got his head, I'll take his body. Is that what you want to hear?"
She did not react.
"I'm so---"
I grabbed the lampshade beside me and smashed it against her face. Everyone drew their weapons and pointed at me, but I sat back and left the lampshade on her.
"I don't want to hear it. Your apology wouldn't change a thing. Just wait for your turn. It will come."
Sorry, sorry. Fuck that word and fuck them.
"Did you really have to do it? Right in front of my brother?"
Ohms Xirquit threw the lampshade back to me but I just tilt my head to the side to evade it.
"Yes. It was necessary so none of you will dare say it to me again."
I'd rather not have them get comfortable with me. No, I should actually let them.
So, I shook my head and massaged my temples, faking that I am stressed out.
"Just... Shut up. It will only make me angry, alright?"
Damn. I want to laugh. I act pretty convincing, right? Right.
"Stop. You won't fool us with that."
I rolled my eyes and swing my hands back and forth, "Boo."
Then, there was silence between us. While they're helping her, I was staring on him.
He's so handsome even when sleeping.
"You should get out. I want to rape him as he sleeps."
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?"
Ohms extended his hand and grabbed me by my braided hair. Drei shapeshifted into a blade, but I raised my hand to stop it from cutting his arm off.
"What? We're husband and wife. I can do that on him. We're married."
"A CRIME! Don't even think of laying your hands on my brother. He's way too pure for your blood-stained hands."
"So, should it be you?"
I climbed on the bed and drew my face closer to his with a mischievous smirk on my face.
"Since you're not so pure, maybe I can get these blood-stained hands of mine on your dirty body?"
That's when he pushed me away.
"Respect my brother. You're a fucking slut."
His family pulled him back, afraid that his insult will get into me, but I didn't really mind.
I went back on my chair and swing my braid back.
"If you have this kind of body, you just gotta flaunt it, honey. Ask your brother. I drove him crazy back there," then I looked at the door behind me, leading to the shower room.
"You're disgusting."
I teased him by caressing his brother's body. It pissed him off so much that he almost jumped on me and divide my head from the rest of my body had they not stopped him. I only laughed it off and went serious almost instantly to stare at Watts Xirquit's face.
I covered my face but with gaps between my fingers. It's making me blush, watching him breathe is. He's so handsome even when he's just breathing. It's so calm. I want to make it rugged until he's gasping for some air that I'm limiting for him.
I push his hair back with my right hand and lightly ruffled it. So smooth and soft. Then my fingers trail down to his face. His soft features are refreshing to look at, that's why I'll never get tired of staring at him. This is what my son would've looked like if only...
"I want to see his pictures when he's younger. Show me." I told them without looking.
His eyesbrows furrowed, so I stopped my fingers' motion. When his face relaxes, I brushed my thumb on his lips. I smirked and licked and sucked the same thumb. He's so innocent and pure. Those are the reasons why I want to do bad things on him. Badly. Very badly.
I will dominate the great Watts Nikola Xirquit.
"So, where is it?" I raised my eyebrows at them. They weren't moving.
"Should I make you move?"
I opened my right hand. Hands opened a portal right in front of it and pulled put a shiny dagger with the sharpest blade.
"I like it when he's hurt. Do you?" I smiled and pointed the tip of the dagger to his neck. I absorbed the anxiety and fear they're giving off, feeding the madness in me.
Against his will, Voltage Xirquit pulled out photo albums out of his space storage. When he was about to hand them to me, his wife stopped him.
"They're out treasures, Volt!"
"I know. But is this more important than his life?"
Oh, great that he knows what's really happening because I'm not just threatening them here. I will really do it.
Hands took the photo albums. Each album has a date on its front cover. Let's start from when he was born.
15th of February, year 020.
I opened the album, and I pierced my own heart with the dagger as soon as I saw his newborn baby pictures.
Hands panicked. They took the dagger from me. Though I healed in an instant, the feels I am having inside are getting stronger. My heart is thumping abnormally fast, jumping and I bet it's even giggling for being so giddy.
"O-Oh my! He's so cute!" My eyes turned into hearts.
Page by page, from the moment he was born to his first smile, everything was captured to be kept forever in a photograph. He's so cute. Only second as the cutest baby ever, because my Zodiac will always be the first. His resemblance to his father is so uncanny that if I were to make Watts wear a wig of his color, I would've mistaken him as my son.
He is so loved.
I smiled as I look at his pictures. It's like his life is unfolding before my eyes. Always getting what he wanted. He's the perfect man alive.
Watts Xirquit, you're the happiest man.
My smile faded when I saw the picture where everyone is in it. And when I said everyone, everyone but Brother Astaroth. Even that robot, though small, is smiling. He's the only one seated and everyone's standing behind him. It meant so much if you were to look at it. Always ahead, always the first.
And then I found them, the family who has forsaken me twice with a dull copy of me.
It would've been so nice if I never were at all. I never wanted a second life, really.
"What's there for me to live for?" I said in my head.
Watts Xirquit, the man that you are.
Am I getting jealous? Am I envious?
I, the Third Lady of Heart, who can easily get everything, who's far greater than him, from a much greater lineage and family...is jealous and envious of him, a mere human?
Yes. Yes, I am.
I wonder what it's like to be in his shoes. Everywhere I look at it, he's just better than me.
And the better man is head over heels for me.
I guess it's still my win.
"Put these to my vault. The first one. Make sure to keep these in a pretty storage," I ordered Hands. They don't even have eyes yet they're browsing through the photo albums, too.
"What are you doing? Return them! That's ours!" His mother protested, so I watch her watch the photo albums getting transferred to my vault.
"Xerene---"
She removed their hands on her and fought with Fünf to get one photo album back. I looked at Watts and squeezed his hand. Then I stand up to meet her.
"This," I wrapped my hands around the photo album she's grabbing onto, "---is mine now." And pulled it back and it slipped right out of her hands. I didn't even have to try. She's weak.
"OURS! Don't just take people's belongings!"
I tilt my head to the side, "Mine. He's mine. His life is mine and so are yours."
She glared at me furiously. Her jaw tightened.
"You are CRAZY. Don't be a bitch and give them back to me while I'm still asking you nicely."
I sighed. She didn't know what she's doing.
I took her hand. At first, she smacked it. On my second attempt, I hold on it so tight that I crushed the bone in her wrist.
"I'll show you what's more crazy," I whispered to her with a smirk.
When Sieben pointed at Watts and saw his eyes fluttering, I hit myself using his mother's hand so hard and fell to the floor.
"M-Mom!?"
I looked up and smirked at her who was frozen.
"W-Watts---I-It's not what you think! She did it to herself!"
"TO MYSELF!?" I shouted, startling and scaring them.
They tried to keep him down, but he yelled at them just to get to me.
"Princess... Princess, are you alright?" Then he looked at his mother, angry, "Mom, what are you doing!?"
"Son! She did it to herself! Look, she hurt me first!" She desperately showed her broken hand to him. His expression softened and looked at me, so I faked a smile. One where I look so hurt and sad.
"Princess, is that true?"
I looked away and stand up while holding my cheek.
"What if I do? She can heal but the things everyone has done to me don't."
"Elyzena..." He tried touching me but I stepped back and shook my head.
"I'm alright. She's your mother. I'm just... I guess I'm still Moon to their eyes."
"W-What the fuck are you saying? Stop acting! Watts, come here! That woman's crazy!"
"Mom, stop! Just what you think you're doing!? You're supposed to be the better person than her because you're an adult! I thought you're wise? Why are you throwing a fit like a little girl?"
Oooh, you may need the coldest ice to soothe that fucking burn, bitch.
"Stop it. I don't want you to fight with your family, Nikola. It's my fault!" I told him and he bought the fake shit I'm offering to him.
"Princess, none of this is your fault. They don't understand... They're not trying to understand."
"Understand what? That you're being used by that girl? We know, Watts! She did it to herself!" His sister said while glaring at me.
"Ate! Can you just not!? Why is everyone being so insensitive? The Princess is not dangerous. It's because of your impulses! You're triggering her! Instead of approaching her with kindness, you resort to this? The bear won't attack the man unless it's provoked, and you're doing that?"
He carefully pulled me to side and wrapped his hand around me.
"She's hurt. She's just a girl. We don't know what exactly happened before, but you should know that she won't be who she is now if she didn't experienced those things. You're all grown-ups! Where is justice? Where is love? She was traumatized, hurt, lost everything, and even experienced the worst---and you're doing this to my wife!?"
My eyes widened. I stared at him with them. Suddenly, my cheeks feel wet. When I looked down, I opened my palms and found my diamond tears falling on them.
Yet I said I'd rather them see me bleed than cry.
Traitorous eyes.
These are not faked. These are real.
"Always making me cry, but never happy."