Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea: Gone with the Sin [eng]

The changes came sudden, almost in the blink of the eye. Beautiful crimson red became everything they knew – and which will be able to determine their future.

Sal was glad. He looked at a woman standing right before him. Her smile was cruel and beautiful at the same time. She was like that too. Red Sea ambassador finally met his other half; the witch he wanted all this time. Now she was there, just in reach of hand. Wadanohara's red eyes gazed at him, calling him and seeming to look through to his soul.

So he came to her. She welcomed him with a smile, way better than that innocence one Wada was giving to everyone before. Sal heart was beating with joy. There she was. The girl he lusted from the very beginning. He wasn't sure she understands the weight of the future they may have if she wants, but that didn't matter. He was ready to lead her.

"Sal."

He really adored the way Wadanohara said his name. She belonged to him, after all. Sometimes Sal still didn't believe in that, but then the witch was there – with her smile and pleasant look in her eyes. After everything what happened, she finally gazed at him with joy. That was the look he truly desired. The look which a woman could give to her lover, not someone unimportant to her.

Ah. That sweet smell of victory. Sometimes really seemed to be unreal.

Sal placed his hands at Wadanohara's waist. She smiled and let him hug her. The witch touched his chest, still smiling. Her eyes were sparkling, full of various emotions. Somehow, she reminded him of a child, but in the good way. She was the one he could guide.

You're mine…

"What do you want, my dear?", he asked, touched her hair. So soft…

"I'm just glad you came", she said truthfully. "Without you… Well, I feel… different?"

Sal rose his eyebrows.

"Different?"

"Yeah. Are you worried?" Her smile faded. "It's just a… feeling."

"What kind of feeling?", asked Sal, reaching to her cheek.

Wadanohara closed eyes and started to relax. So his touch made her responded. That's good.

"Mmm… I don't know?" She shrugged. "Is that matter? I'm okay. It's just…"

"Yes?" He didn't give up.

"Did you ever felt like… like you forgot something important?", she said, slowly choosing words. "I mean--"

"It's nothing important", interrupted her in rush.

Wadanohara looked at him with confusion, then just nodded. Sal sighed, not able to relax. That could be nothing, but her words…

No, he must not take that much risk. If was a possibility she could snap out and back to her normal self… No, no, no. Impossible. But he needed to be wary.

"Sal? Are you mad at me?"

He blinked. Trying to calm himself down, Sal brought Wadanohara closer.

"Not at all. Here." He forced the smile. "Wanna come outside? We could be strolling or something."

She agreed, but still looked at him with doubt. Damn it, he needed to be put himself together. For the sake of everyone.

The sea was strangely quiet, but he adored that state. They both used to that, besides quietness of the night seemed to be so calmly. Wadanohara relaxed and stopped ask him questions. Sal could only guess what was in her mind, but…

"Hey, Sal. Look!"

Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. At first Sal afraid of she'll say something strange again, but everything cleared, when he brought eyes at his witch companion.

She, in turn, stared at the moon. The golden glow was breaking through the surface of the water, making Wadanohara smile. A blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

"Huh… You like it, don't you?", he asked with amusement.

He as well admired that view. The difference was that it not the moon that captivated him the most. But her. The way she looked against that golden aura, just like the day it all began. Clad in red, she dreamily gazed at the lone satellite, and there was something about the sight that Sal found fascinating.

He wanted to have her with him. Now.

She belonged to him.

"Will you dance with me?"

Wadanohara shuddered. Her red eyes landed directly on him, expressing surprise.

"Really? Here?"

"Why not?"

She shocked her head.

"Without music?"

"It that a problem?" Sal smiled.

He offered her his hand, relieved that she took it. He pulled her to him, and when there was no resistance, he moved to a common rhythm. She giggled, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"That's nice."

It certainly was. He held her close to him, enjoying the closeness of her body. The familiar scent was all Sal needed. Admittedly, it still wasn't the kind of intimacy he craved the most, but... all in good time. It had to be enough for a start.

Wadanohara relaxed. She didn't ask for anything anymore, just kept dancing and in his arms. If she still had any doubts, they vanished without a trace. Little things she didn't need to remember.

She was the one Sal wanted more than anything else. His beautiful witch, the lady of the Red Sea. And he intended to protect and guide her as befitted her faithful ambassador.