Re: Dangerous and Moving (Ana x Sashura -CLOSED-)

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Sashura let his hand drop, and the soldiers all returned to acting as if they were just enjoying the night, while the servant gathered the jacket and weaponry Anastasiya set down and walked off. Sashura sighed, feeling bad for what he was forced to say, and walked over towards her, aiming to pick her up. Once he was inthe center of the floor, a crowd moved infront of him, and the man from earlier attempted to pick her up and make a run for it, but to his surprise, Sashura stood there right infront of him. His eyes were slendered and filled with rage, and he simply clenched his fist, brought it back, and unleashed hell on the man, punching him into a wall, and forcing him to drop Ana back onto the couch. Sashura walked over towards the man, the entire club stared in amazement, yet Sashura had not made a single move since he walked over to the man. Suddenly, the music had changed to a slow song, and he could be heard speaking easily, as the entire area became quiet.

"You have commited an act of treason against the nation of Drachma, State Military, and Moscow, and to make matters worse, you also assaulted a member of the Drachman Military, which gives you a simple sentence. Death."

The man pissed himself when he heard those last words, and jumped up to his feet when Sashura clapped his hands and slammed them on the ground. Purplke lightning surrounded the man, and his back began to glow purple aswell as it seemed that a heavy wind blew through the area and twenty daggers appeared from nowhere, flying through the air and piercing into the man's back. Before he could even fall, however, Sashura ran at him and created a katana with a simple snap, and within five seconds, he slashed through the mans mid section.

"If anyone here has the nerve to touch her... Then come and recieve your punishment now."

None stepped forward, and even the officers who were watching the two didn't move, but rather stoo din awe of the power of Sashura. He slowly walked back towards Ana, the daggers and katana returning to little crystals in the air before vanishing altogether. Sashura lifted her up ad walked into the elevator and took her to the very top floor. The elevator stopped before a clean, white fur themed room, and set her down on the bed. He sighed and stepped out, closing the bedroom door behind him, and walking into the kitchen. He poured himself a glass of vodka, and sipped it lightly, trying to realize his actios fully.

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Anastasiya moved alittle within his arms but did not wake from her drunken slumber, only mutter some few words such as "father". Though she heard a few words before, such as death but could not make out any of if. To her, it was some sort of blurry, fleeting dream..
She had a dream that she was sleeping in ice and could not get out. Maybe she couldn't get out until her prince kisses her awake..How nice but she thought of herself more like a witch than a princess. A witch who feeds on men.
Anastasiya woke up with a groan, her head heavy but not too bad. She looked around the room to find herself in a bedroom of white. She simply blinked and sighed and decided to take a shower from the adjoining room.
"He wont mind."She muttered, starting to strip off her tight black dress..

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Sashura was still drinking his vodka when he heard shuffiling in the bedroom. He figured that she was awake, and set down his shot glass of vodka, walking back to the bedroom to make sure he was okay. Unfortunately for him, the doors to the bedroom were seethrough, and when he came around the corner, the first thing he saw was Anastasiya stripping, which startled him, and forced him to cover his mouth and whip his body against the other side of the wal. Hopefully she hadn't seen him, or else he'd be seen as a peeping tom, or worse... He tip toed back into the kitchen and sat on a stool, a sigh escaping his mouth as he threw back the vodka. Just what was she planning to do in there? Maybe a shower? But the shower was way out... Oh god, he had to hide! Where!? THINK!!

"What is wrong with me? This is my house, if she wants to waltz through nude, then damnit, I'll let her do just that. I won't even seem the bit interested."

Sashura wondered since when did he start talking to himself... And since when did he ever have suc emotions... WAIT!!! HE HAD EMOTIONS!? Sashura quickly started mixing his bottle of tequila and vodka, and chugged it as if there was no tommorow. The taste was bitter and disgusting, but the alchol was definately doing its job. He grabbed a bottle of wine and popped the cork of with ease, and started drinking straight from... A glass. He sipped it lightly and was eating a small plate of spicy noodles. He needed to calm himself, and act as he normally would. Calm, collected, composed, and serious. He could totally do this...

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"Hm?"Anastasiya turned back and swore someone was looking. But she simply shrugged it off and went into the next room, though the shower wasn't there. The woman raised an eyebrow and gave herself an amused smile. She walked out, in her full glory and walked around to find the bathroom until she found it. Anastasiya turned to Sashura's direction and winked.
"Sorry, I had a need to take a shower, you don't mind do you?" She said, though she saw that he was trying to keep a calm composure..What was he thinking? Without further delay, she walked into the bathroom and started up the shower...With the door open. It was either she forgot or it was an invitation. This was certainly getting suggestive but hey, Anastasiya did this all the time and simply did not mind it.

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Sashura calmly sipped his vodka, which he poured another glass of to calm his nerves, but nearly spat it out when Ana walked out nude. He quickly caught himself and paid her no mind, averting his eyes from her direction as to ot seem like a pervert. He stared out the window, sipping his vodka and listening to her seductive words. This woman, she truly knew how to make a man lustful, but she had not met a man like Sashura. He simply looked at her and pointed out the bathroom for her, a chilling smile taking to his face as if he had saw her naked plenty of times. He the walked over to the bathroom behind her and adjusted the knobs to a rather warm temperature for her, letting her know that the pumping system of this place was ear perfect, for it got direct temperatures for each position of the knobs.

"Be careful, it may be a little hotter than expected, OK?"

Sashura chuckled lightly, gave her a peck on the cheek and walked out, closing the door behind him to give her some privacy. He was positive that he had played it perfectly. No way she was expecting him to be so calm. His time in the military allowed him to see many women naked on the battlefield when they were forced to change or patch up certain wounds. It had all become too natural for him. All he had to do was think of those moments, and all seemed... Normal.

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Anastasiya saw that he shut the door and franky, was alittle disappointed. Oh well, at least he can resist her charms, it just means she has to work harder to get him under her spell but what would she do with him afterwards...
Looking at the mirror, she forgot that she neglected to take off her golden rose hairpins and started to take them out one by one until her waist long hair has started to cover her entire upper body. Anastasiya looked like Lilith, the female demon. Oh well.
She entered the shower and started to relax and wash under the warm water. The water no longer stung her scars anymore, so having a bath or shower was like a luxury. Eventually after a few long minutes, Anastasiya finished up, coming out of the bathroom with a bathrobe, though abit too big, and smelling like roses and vanilla.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." She said with a sly smile, taking a seat besides Sashura...

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Sashura watched as she sat down beside him, and the scent of vanilla and rose swayed from her body and swirled around him. It seemed that she had gotten into his good bottle of shampoo and bath lotion. He simply chuckled and continued to sip his vodka, returning his gaze to the paperwork that sat before him. They were dispatch papers and orders along with a series of profiles on soldiers that he needed to promote and set straight. So much work, yet so little time. He finally set down his pen when he came to Ana's profile and sighed slightly, sipping his vodka and letting the harsh taste sour his tongue before he finally decided to speak with her breifly about her mission. He remembered how tough it was when he was to fight the Briggs fort... If it hadn't of been for Karyu Jisatsu, then maybe, just maybe, Briggs would be under Drachman control, but, of course, there was always the problem of traitors amongst him. His mind flashed back to the young Xingese boy and Xanthus, both of whom he had trusted a little too much.

"Be careful in Briggs. There are a few people I don't want you around. Xanthus Icarus being one of them."

Sashura sighed when he said 'that' name, and continued finishing up his paperwork. The Tsar had trusted Sashura a little too much if he was getting this much work, but what surprised him the most was the figure of the Tsar. He was definately an outlander, yet he reminded Sashura of himself as a child... Then again was Sashura ever a 'child'? He shook his head slightly, reminding himself of what needed to be done. He set Ana's profile on the side and continued to work on the other papers and continued to write and speak at the same time.

"Be safe, and if the moment calls for it, don't be afraid to act 'fresh' around the other men there. Especially the male officers."

When Sashura said this, his hand tensed up a little, and his pen snapped, ink splattering all over his white shirt and his hand. He sighed slightly and stood up, grabbing a papertowel and cleaning the mess. What was wrong with him?

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Anastasiya nodded simply, sensing the tension within him. Then before she picked up her profile, his pen snapped when he said she can be "fresh" with the men in Briggs. Anastasiya sighed and helped clean out the mess, making sure none of the paper work got damaged.
She gently held Sashura's hand, led him to the kitchen and started to wash off his hands of ink. After they were free of ink stains, Anastasiya lifted his hands to her lips with her eyes closed.
"I will only do that for information gathering. I wouldn't sleep with anyone else that I promise you." She said in her most sincere tone that she could muster. Her eyes opened and looked into his eyes. The once crimson coloured eyes were now brown due to the lighting and it gave her a more softer, vulnerable look.

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Sashura sighed slightly whe the pen snapped, but was quickly surprised when he saw Ana helping him clean up the mess. He began apoligizing over and over, but was cut off when Anastasiya grabbed his hands and took him into the kitchen and washed them clean before placing them on her lips. She spoke of not sleeping with any other people, but Sashura didn't want to seem like the clingy type, nor did he want her to think that he was 'weak' willed. He simply chuckled and hid his grey eyes by closing them with his smile. He then brought his hand down and grabbed another pen.'Does she truly mean... What are you doing!? You'll look weak, and that's an obvious turn off, idiot!' Sashura simply shook his head and started on the paperwork once more, trying to seem calm, although his leg bounced unnaturally,a nd Sashura didn't even seem to notice he was bounicing it.

"It's fine, it's apart of your mission, if become neccessary... Plus, you never struck me as the type to only like one person. I'm fine with it, really..."

Sashura tried to seem calm, but inside he was beating himself up. He hated the very thought of her flirting with those Amestrian mosters, and worst of all, sleeping with them. He scribbled his lettering quickly, his hand moving quickly as if he wrote with a quail.His hands were tensing up again, but he kept it under control this time. He wasn't going to make himself look like a fool this time.

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Anastasiya sighed when he pulled away from her but did not do much about it. He's a stubborn one. She sat opposite to him later on with a glass of water, drinking slowly. He was right, it was part of her job as a spy but the type to like one person? That was kind of up to speculation.
"I really do like you though. I had the most fun in a date ever." She said but nothign more. Fearing her prescense might distract him from work, Anastasiya walked to the bedroom, jumped into it and started to doze off again. But she wasn't asleep, her eyes were simply closed.
"I really do like you. Probably more than I ever did in a man." She whispered to herself. All men were animals to her eyes; even some of the ones she dated, whom she saw as pawns. But this man...He was different and inside, Anastasiya was glad for it. It was time for a small change.

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Sashura watched as she walked away after drinking her water and continued in finishing his paperwork. He was almost done when he finally stopped and placed his pen down gently and thought to himself. Why was he such a pessimisstic person? Was he afraid? Confused? Gay? What the hell was his problem? He sighed slightly and just started on making himself a cup of coffee, but he soon changed that to two. While the coffee maker did its thing, Sashura walked into the bedroom and leaned against the door lgihtly before and watched her. He wondered if she was asleep... He knocked on the door lightly and then decided he'd say this whether she was asleep or not.

"Please, don't sleep with them. I want you to be mine, and only mine. Heh, I want you... For-"

The coffee maker started to make a steaming noise, and Sashura simply let a small smirk form in the corner of his mouth. He walked back to the kitchen and started fixing himself a cup of coffee. Did she hear him? Was she asleep? Was his speech too low? Will she keep her promise? Why was he acting so weird? Sashura shook his head and simply sipped his cop and finished up the last of his paperwork, sighing lightly and placing the papers in his suitcase. He rocked in his chair, wondering what would happen if they both ended up... Nah, that wouldn't happen.

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Anastasiya heard his words and inside her heart, decided to skeep it. Even if it killed her. No longer would she use sex as a means of getting information. Maybe she can use the bait tactic, reel them in with her charms but not sleep with him. That wouls do nicely..
"It's a promise."She said, whispering to herself. For a few minutes, Anastasiya felt sleepy, finally but did not want to sleep alone. So she silently got up from bed, appeared behind Sashura and embraced him, running her fingertips in his fine muscles.
"Come to bed with me, it has been an awfully long night hasn't it?"The white haired woman said in a low, seductive voice, her breath tickling his ear. She pressed her busty body against his, almost leaning on him. Anastasiya did not have her pj's with her so she was alright with sleeping with the bathrobe...

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Sashura chuckled lightly and decided to give in to her request. He looked up at her and kissed her lips gently before nodding in agreement. He was surprised that things were actually going so smoothly. Sure, there were a few bumps here and there, but the date turned out to be better than imaginable. He stood up and grabbed her hand gently, leading her back to the bedroom. He pulled his ink stained shirt off and folded it eatly before placing it at the bottom of a basket and sitting down on the bed. He was ready to relax, but there was one big problem... He was still worried about her going to Briggs. He knew the dangers of that place and the people there... And what if she made contact with the two people that Sashura feared most? He sighed slightly and rubbed his temples, his head throbbing in pain.

"I have got to learn to take a vacation..."

Sashura reached nto his dresser and pulled out a bottle of pills prescribed to him as lexotan. He popped two of the pills into his mouth and took a sip of water before sighing heavily. His mind began to wander before he looked over at Ana and put on a faux smile as to not ruin the moment. He'd let this happiness continue for as log as it could.

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Anastasiya saw him take the pills and coaxed him back into bed. She put him in her arms, stoking his silver hair. Their breathing eventually became one, exhaling and inhaling at the sametime.
"Everything will be fine, don't you worry." She whispered tenderly as he went into deep sleep. She looked out the window and counted the many starts that were up there. Anatasiya simply smiled and she too, slipped into sleep.

-Time Skip-

Anastasiya woke up in early morning and gave a slight yawn. She found herself in his arms and laughed slightly. It was hard to budge as he took a tight hold on her but eventually she slipped out of his arms without him waking up, replacing herself with a pillow.
She found her evening dress from before and put her clothes back on but left her goldren rose hairpins behind, so her can give it back when they meet again. Eventually she found a square piece of paper and ppen and started to write:
"Darling, I'm going to Briggs now, okay just packing but going soon. I'm anxious to leave and I don't know when I might come back but we will meet again right? I'll keep the promise I made and will keep your warnings and advice in mind.
Love Ana."
Finishing the letter with two crosses and a circle, along with her phone number and contact details, and flipped out her phone and called one of her former lovers to give her transport and maybe to pack her things. After the calll, she gathered her wolf skin shawl, purse and left...

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Sashura woke up only to find himself hugging a pillow. He let a soft chuckle escape his lips as he stood up and streched, walking over to his desk to find the note left by Ana. He read it multiple times, his smile not once leaving his face until he set it down. He sighed slightly and walked into the bathrooma nd washed himself up. Afterwards, he put on his military uniform and made his way outside after taking the elevator to the lobby. He called for his ride and made his way to the military base, in which he was stationed, and walked into the office area where his secretaries worked. They all stared at him for one of two reasons: Reason one, they were all curious about the date, and reason two, he actually was smiling for once. They eyed him as he walked through the number of desks and into his private office, stopping in the doorway.

"It appears I'll need a best man soon..."

The group of militants all began bustiling about and spreading rumors amongst eachother. They couldn't believe their ears! Everyone was talking about it, but Sashura didn't seem to care. Instead, he just shut his door, sat down in his chair and spun it around so that he was looking out the window and into the bright light of sunshine rays that came through his window.

"Soon, Ana... We will meet very soon."

Right when he said that, a militant walked in and placed an Amestrian military uniform on his desk and left. It was time that Sashura made his move aswell.

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