Take My Heart

Name: --
Age: 22
Look: either like YOU look like or like you want to look like
State: normal human
Dedicated Song: The One I Love — The Rasmus
Dedicated to: Any Tyki lover and Tyki hater (I am one)

~*~*~

He had pulled you into warmth. That rainy day when you ran away from your strict father, who never really knew what your heart wanted, what his daughter wanted. It was only what he wanted… and he wanted a totally obedient daughter who would marry his colleague's stuck-up son.

You had told him and them all what you wanted and it was freedom. To be able to love whomever you felt like giving away your heart to. Your father had slapped you hard, in front of everyone.

And then you had run.

He had found you, soaked wet, face red and eyes puffy from crying. By that time you were only making small, slow, agonizing steps. Your face was lowered, looking to the ground. Your hands were clenched to fists, your teeth were gritted.

He had worn a silky black, elegant suit, a big cylinder hat and black shoes. He was tall; his skin was in an odd color of tanned gray. An odd line of crosses were like carved into his forehead. A small mole was under his left eye. And the color of his eyes... such an intensive gold.

His gaze had pierced into your very soul when he had held his silky black umbrella above him and you. You had been hypnotizes by the man's gaze. You couldn't move, you couldn't turn, and you couldn't avert your own gaze.

He had shrugged off his jacket and draped it over your small shoulders. You shuddered as his warm but gloved hand brushed against you damp and chilled skin. His hand rested on your shoulder, firmly pushing you to follow him.

You had made one hesitant step, before your numb legs gave way and you fell almost onto your knees, if he hadn't caught you. With a swift movement he had swept you up from your feet, carrying you in bridal style while he still managed to hold the umbrella.

You had blushed, had felt the warmth that man had radiated. It had warmed your body, your soul, your very heart. New tears had poured out of your eyes and you had buried your face into the crook of his neck, sobbing continuously.

That's how you and Tyki Mikk met.

~*~*~*~

"," His smooth, manly deep voice called out. You looked up from your newspaper.

"Tyki?"

"I'll leave for a while. Will you cook me something to eat when I return?"

You smiled. "Sure."

"You're great, , you get a kiss."

"W-what?!" Suddenly Tyki was behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist while turning you around to face you directly. You face heated up at the closeness. Tyki smirked. Then he captured your lips with a hungry kiss. It was something between sweetness of the first kiss and the firmness of a lusting one. You weren't sure. You blushed three shades of red deeper, your eyes wide in surprise and shock.

He pulled away some moments later, giving you a cocky smirk before he went out of the house with his black suit and cylinder hat.

It was about a month later. After he had found you he had taken you to his home, or what he called his 'current' home. It was a semi-large house, surrounded by few neighbors but was close to the forest. He had given you a hot bath, clothes and didn't ask why you had been out there all alone.

The thought that he might have taken you home for sex occurred to you, but the next days and weeks he did nothing more than flirt with you, making suggestive moves, more like to lift your spirits and get your mind distracted.

Eventually you had told him after some days why you'd run away. He listened to your story without a further comment. He only said: "I like your company, ."

Your past was left behind, your parents and friends (if you had any). What now mattered was that you were happily staying with Tyki Mikk. And the way your heart beat made you begin to suspect that you were falling for him. While he was rather playing with you...wasn't he? The kiss just now...was more like a teasing one.

You shook your head. So troublesome, love and passion and such things.

You spent time with Tyki all the time if he wasn't out for his jobs, he never told you what jobs these were. Sometimes he was away for some days, another time it was only a matter of hours. The more time you spent with that mysterious yet somehow funny man the more you found things which were actually unnecessary to know.

He smoke, okay that was acceptable, as long as he didn't smoke when you were directly close to him. He liked playing cards, especially poker. He would be a nice football player, you believed. He was well-built, tall and sporty. He liked telling you about Portugal, his homeland. He liked to play with his and your hair.

He didn't like to have profound discussions. At all. He hated any kind of educated work, or what required too much advanced thinking. To say it short: He was plainly and simply dumb. And he didn't like it at all if you mentioned his lack of logical thinking and education.

And each time you did mention it he murmured something about: "...can't be as dumb as that swordsman...!!!" You of course hadn't a clue what he was talking about.

Not too long ago he had announced that he had to go somewhere out of the place you were staying for his job. He asked you whether you'd come with him, although he did so reluctantly after you had looked rather angry-sad when he didn't mention you accompanying him.

You still didn't know what the crosses on his forehead meant. You thought you knew him at least a bit, but somehow Tyki still remained a mystery to you.

~*~*~*~*~

Another month rolled over. Tyki and you had moved. Not only the location but your relationship as well. At the beginning it had been the usual teasing and flirting. It was rather out of sudden when he had kissed you passionately, pulled you with him into his soft bed and took you, broke your virginity and made you his.

But you had felt complete for the first time of your life. You felt matured. You felt warm and needed. And it had been pretty pleasurable, after all.

Unofficially you were a couple, not that you could tell anyone. Seriously, you had lost any bonds to the social world outside of your little surrounding that only included Tyki, houses and nature. The times you went with Tyki or to the market hadn't been a good time to make any social meetings. Besides, you were happy. The wish of loving freely the person you had given your heart, it had been fulfilled.

Tyki was still a mystery. Even if he told you about his 'family'. You barely understood what he told you, he wasn't a good explainer anyway. I mean, he avoided any of such conversations, therefore he was anything but good at explaining something that complex.

The Noah family... You weren't sure whether to believe, I mean, you learned that the man Noah once was allowed by god to stay alive and keep of each kind of animal a male and female, along with his wife and sons. He built a great ship to keep being drowned by the Great Flood that washed the world off of evil.

Now Tyki came and told you that he was one of the direct descendants of Noah and his sons. And Tyki wasn't the most intelligent man you might add in your mind.

But he had sounded honest, totally honest and you really didn't have any long-term doubts about his pretty unrealistic sounding story about his origins.

You and he had a rather wild and chaotic relationship. Wild not only in intimate moments (which was about one time each day if not more, and if he was with you, that was it.). He and you ended up in lots of playful fights THAT led to some passionate kisses and deeper going actions.

Only one thing bothered you.

His mood swings. Or rather that cruel, murderous and blood lusting playful smirk he sometimes had on his face, whether when he though you didn't see him or openly while...uhm...you know what I mean, don't you? Good, because I don't want change ratings.

There was something dark about him that honestly frightened but at the same time baited you. Oh how troublesome!

~*~*~*~*~

It was China. Close to the Chinese Sea. You were walking though the bamboo forest, searching for Tyki. Because you were sort of running away from the giant...partly-body-like-looking something that had floated in the air, destroying everything in its path. Now it had gotten silent. Deadly silent and you hated to admit, but you were lost.

Everything looked the same, each bamboo looked alike each other, how the hell were you supposed to find your way through such a forest?!

You thoughts lingered on the dark-haired man that was your love. You had seen him disappearing in this forest. He had to be somewhere!

"Oh c'mon, Tyki! Just give me a sign..." You murmured tiredly and annoyed.

Just then you heard voices.

One you recognized for an instant. His deep, smooth, slightly smoky voice. Another voice was juvenile, light, broken, weak. But male nevertheless.

Curiosity gripped you as you cautiously made your way to the clearing and peeked through the bamboo canes and bushes.

Tyki stood in all his glory, in his black suit and elegant hat. In the front of him a young boy, despite the snow white hair, kneeled, powerless, defeated, battled. He had grayish blue eyes and an odd scar at his left eye. And he wore something like a uniform with a cross. He was a clergyman?

Tyki sat down to the boy, speaking with him but you were occupied with your thoughts. What did this mean? His 'job'? He had left the night (after a nice time with each other in bed *coughs*) without any words, but that might be because he thought you were asleep. But soon you had been woken up by noise. And you saw that...whatever that monstrous thing was. You had seen Tyki and had followed him, as well as to escape danger. Now you were here.

/Tyki...who are you really?/

You focused on the scene in the front o you. And your eyes widened when Tyki suddenly plunged his hand almost to his elbow into the boy's chest. You suppressed a gasp.

The boy did flinch but no blood poured.

Tyki blinked as he felt something and turned his head a bit, looking directly at you.

You flinched at the wide, crazy, blood and desire lusting gaze he gave you. You took a small step back and bit your lip, refraining from yelping as fear crept into your heart.

Despite the fear you stood your ground against his intensive golden gaze. Tyki was a bit impressed; because your gaze was filled with fear but did not waver. Interesting. His grin widened as he gave you the look that told something like "I'll deal with you later" and then turned back to his prey.

You closed your eyes and released a shuddered breath you had been holding.

~*~*~*~

"I'm an assassin of the Noah family."

You sighed.

"In fact every Noah has to do something like that, you know, ? These exorcists just happen to be our enemies."

You bit your lip.

"I have a white side, and this side, dark. My white side is when I am with my human friends. This side however I am in when I have to do things like you've seen."

He had shown you his other side. For some reason he had been showing his true side all the time. And for some reason he had an even darker side than he already was. Did he realize?

"We are humans, but we have superhuman powers. The family members of Noah are all humans with special abilities that we almost aren't humans anymore."

You just listened patiently for him to explain.

", do you really love me?"

He was smoking. While his godly-built body was dry, yours was sweaty. He had...'punished' you. He was seating at the edge of the bed, smoking. You had sheets draped around your naked petite form and you leaned against the broad chest of the man you loved... and feared.

"Yes," you simply answered with half-closed eyes.

"So why are you trembling in fear?"

"... Can't I love and fear you?"

He chuckled, his curly dark hair fell loosely around his face, setting his face into deeper shadows than it already was in the only moonlit room. His arm around your shoulder drew you even closer and you snug against him, seeking for comfort and oblivion.

"My dear love... ." He kissed the top of your head, before he lifted your face, capturing your lips with his. It was a passionate, hungry and lusting kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, drawing your bare body and breasts more firmly against his bare chest, enjoying the warmth. Almost instantly your mouth parted and his wet tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring every spot, like he always did, but never seem to get bored. You answered with rubbing your tongue against his. He moaned, you gasped. You tasted tobacco and coffee.

It was like always and yet it was always different.

"You shouldn't have seen..."

His hot breath brushed against your lips as yours and his lips were a mere inch apart from each other. You gasped for much needed air.

"Are you...going to kill me...?"

A murderous glint appeared in his eyes. He licked your lower lip. "Maybe..." he breathed, causing you to shudder in both pleasure and fear.

~*~*~*~*~

...
Take my Heart and take my Soul
I don't need them anymore...

The One I Love
Is striking me down on my knees
The One I Love
Drowning me in my Dreams
The One I Love
Over and Over again
Dragging me under
...

~*~*~*~*~

From there on everything went down.

Not your feelings. No, not at all. The feelings you felt towards the man were still the same, if not more. Deeper, more desperate. It was rather that fear was added to love in your heart. But you held dear to him, not matter what. You had only him. Nothing else. Without him, you'd feel lost again. Unwanted, insignificant and abandoned.

Your relationship lost its shimmer, its freedom. You were caged, but you didn't care. All you cared was staying with him. You never knew what Tyki thought. It frightened you, still.

You loved him as a being, but feared his wrath. Then he was merciless. Merciless taking you one, two, three... many times throughout days and nights.

To your exhausted or tear filled eyes pleading for an end he just answered: ", love, I'm the Noah of Pleasure..."

At times he was so sweet, so kind, so caring. He then shoved how much he loved you. Just you, just your heart and soul, not your body. He told you about his three human friends he spent time with in his white form. THEN he was just Tyki Mikk, the human, not the dark Tyki, not the Noah Tyki, neither the white Tyki. Just Tyki Mikk.

You see how contradicting everything was? Such is life. Your life.

"Tyki... I love you."

"I know, . I know..."

It was your life that went downhill.

~*~*~*~

One night in Japan. It was deadly silent, but wind delivered a blow to the cherry blossom trees all around the abandoned shrine you were close to. The blooming blossoms (which was strange, but Tyki already told you that Japan was lost for humans and the nature was doing strange things lately, like spring flowers blooming in a time like this, winter and no snow was falling) of cherry rose floated softly around you. But it was rather chilly.

You wore a deep purple frilled Victorian style dress. You felt stiff in it, not having dressed in such since when you left your home. But you felt beautiful and carefree, rare emotions you had lately, since you feared your love and always asked when the day would come.

Now the day had approached. And you were relieved. No more waiting.

You knew this was the day. He had given you this beautiful dress to match his dark suit. The elegant man Tyki Mikk and the pretty woman .

The moon shone brightly from the night sky. The sweet scent of flowers was all around you. Japan truly was a beautiful land, even with such circumstances like a more or less silent war between two hidden forces.

"You're beautiful, ." Tyki climbed up the marble white stairs leading up to the once sacred and occupied Shinto shrine. Again he wore his black suit with the white shirt beneath, the black cylinder hat on his head, covering his dark curly hair.

You just smiled weakly, waiting for him to come to you. Now that it was about to happen you felt a twinkle of fear and uncertainness but still felt the relief.

He did so, walking towards your elegant form, wrapping his arms around your waist and shoulder, drawing you into a hug and deep kiss. His tongue slipped into your mouth and a fight, Tyki dominated, erupted with both of your tongues. You closed your eyes, pressing yourself flush against his chest, your arms instinctively sneaking around his back, eagerly absorbing his warmth.

You two broke away, Tyki's hand sliding up and down your sides, the other one stroking your hair at the base of your tender neck. He kissed your neck, teasingly biting and licking it and you gasped lightly.

"You know why you're here, don't you...?" He whispered, his hot breath brushing against the wet skin, making you shudder.

"...yes..." You answered weakly, your voice almost failing you.

Tyki lifted his head, kissing your chin, the tip of your nose and your forehead tenderly. You closed your eyes, feeling tears welling up inside of you.

", I surely will regret this someday. But it has to be done, we both know this."

You nodded mutely, your eyes still closed.

Tyki released you, stepping away a step, watching you. ", open your eyes, I want to see them, when your orbs fade..."

You bit your lip, refraining from sobbing as you opened your eyes. Instantly they filled with clear tears, blurring your view, running down your cheeks, falling down onto your dress that Tyki gave you, dampening it.

"You don't want to..."

"Of course I don't want to! I want to stay with you...!" You sobbed with a half-laugh and a half-cry. "Stupid Tyki...no brain..."

"Watch it," He warned you softly but you only chuckled-sobbed.

"Just do it already."

A smirk appeared on his handsome but cold features as his surprisingly not-gloved right hand hovered above your chest. He lightly pressed his palm against your chest and for a short moment you held your breath. "You can't wait for it, can you?"

You smiled sadly, tears still streaming down your cheeks. "Now or never..."

The Noah of Pleasure lowered his head slightly, his bangs (yes, for some reasons he hadn't slicked back his hair) and the hem of his hat casting shadows over his golden eyes. His right hand plunged into your chest.

A strange sensation. You gasped lightly, feeling something, you couldn't place what. Was that the feeling of a hand inside of your body? You felt a little jerk somewhere you suspected to be the heart, since you suddenly felt weak. Tears trickled down onto his arm that was now sticking out of your chest.

"Your heart is so warm... beating, full of life..." Tyki murmured, he was suddenly standing close to you, his head lowered to whisper into your ear. He licked away the tears you still spilled, not that it helped in any way. "It is mine."

"Take it," you whispered weakly. "Just take it, Tyki. It's already yours... Take ... my... heart...." You gasped. He had tightened his hold on your beating heart. It felt like being strangled. You bit your lip, keeping you from crying out in agony at the tug on your heart. "Sayo... nara... Tyki Mikk...!"

/I do not regret falling in love with you, Tyki, yet it was a mistake to do so..../

"Sayonara... ." He crushed your heart inside of your body. You chocked, coughed up blood. Your hands lifted, gripping Tyki's suit tightly.

"Tyki... I.... I...." You coughed again, feeling the life slipping away from your grasp. Your orbs still filled with eyes, now filled with agony and sadness, but relief as well, faded, loosing the glimmer of life.

...I love you. You only mouthed these words as life left you completely, your soul leaving your dead body. Your body fell limply against Tyki.

Only then he withdrew his hand from your chest. His bare hand was all bloody. The warm blood ran down his hand as he lifted it to examine the shimmering crimson liquid. Your blood felt so warm, even your dead body still was.

He then let his hand sink down, your blood dripping from his hand down to the earth, tainting the cherry blossom petals on the ground. He lifted his head, the other hand supporting your dead body against his. One single tear was at the corner of his eye. He wiped it away with a smile.

"It's better this was, ," he spoke as like you were still there. Maybe you were, maybe your soul was waiting for him to speak some last sentences to you before you'd return to oblivion. "It's better if you aren't caught in this war. You should not be hurt another time. It's only me who is allowed to hurt you. Remember for the next lives we will share with each other. You're mine, only mine. No one else will get you."

He pulled his hat deeper down, covering his golden eyes. He laid you motionless body down into the sea of rose-white cherry blossom petals. Your eyes were closed, your strands of your hair framed your pale face. With his bloodless hand he wiped away the last trails of tears on your face.

Then be bent down kissing you lightly, sweetly onto your cold-getting lips.

He stood up and turned, walking away, down the stairs.

", I love you too."

~*~*~*~ Owari ~*~*~*~

Celestial Sakura

Edited by Butterfly - April 26, 2008