Chasing You Through Time

Burning

I watched Emiya casually through the picture, the pleasurable hum of my imagination swirled through me as I imagined myself beside him. My attention perked up as I saw Emiya's back tense up on the screen. What's wrong? As soon as I called out to him, I got my answer. Rayon was there on the screen, walking up to Emiya in the bed. I could see his lips moving as he approached, but nothing through the screen was audible. My stomach clenched and I watched Rayon reach out and stroke Emiya's back, and could almost feel Emiya's chills just from watching.

Cu...? Emiya's voice sounded soft and vulnerable.

Yes?

Will you continue talking to me? I want to hear in full detail just how you will snuggle me. As he spoke I watched Emiya turn onto his back, Rayon's hand brushing against his cheek. My eyes moved carefully along the screen as Rayon moved atop Emiya. I traced Emiya's stiff and stoic expression, Rayon's hands scrambling to get into Emiya's pants. The image burned a hole straight to my mind, igniting something else on its way through. Fire fumed within me as Rayon rubbed Emiya hard.

Cu, his voice was strained, but enough to pull me from my red daze a little.

Fingers uncurling from their steel grip on the table, I replied to Emiya's call. Of course, my love. I tried to keep my voice as temperamental as I could. Taking long deep breaths, I tried to ignore the burning at my fingertips, the anxious thrum of my blood, the urge to rip Rayon's throat from his fragile little neck. At the moment, Emiya needed me, and I had to pull myself together for him. First I'd take you in my arms, and gently rub the back of your neck and temples to get that stiff expression off your face. Afterwards, I'd nick my forehead against yours to get you to open your eyes a little. Moving my hand to your white, silky hair, I'd run my fingers through it, whispering that I love you over and over until you completely relax. To top it off, I'd place a warm kiss--

The images on the screen stopped me; Rayon forcing Emiya in him. Fingers biting into the skin on Emiya's wrists, reaching down for harsh kisses in between heaving pants, moving up and down against Emiya.

Come on Cu. Talk.

Burning, everything was burning up. I couldn't see past the fire. Hands trembling, needing something to grab; needing something to rip apart. Staring forward and frozen, I watched Rayon rape the man I love. I was afraid to move, because then I would completely lose it.

Please, Cu, I need to hear your voice.

I'm going to kill him. The thought invaded my mind and wouldn't let anything else set. I'm going to kill that man; rip him apart until there's not enough flesh on his bone for him to live.

Calm down, Cu. It's okay, it'll be okay--

Okay!? It won't be okay until him and everyone else in this damn place are dead!

Listen to me, just close your eyes, you need to calm down--

It wasn't me who cut him off this time, but Rayon's movements getting more aggressive. The metallic taste of blood spread on my tongue from how hard I was biting down on my lip. A fragment of sanity was alight in my mind, and I was gripping to it desperately.

Relax, relax, relax...I chanted to myself. All I needed was to keep myself still, for if I moved, it'd be over. Part of me wanted to take Emiya's advice, to close my eyes and detach myself from the situation, but the majority rule kept my eyes wide open.

Emiya was finally given a chance to speak again. Cu, calm down, if you kill him now, you won't be able to get back to your home. You'll be stuck here without me. Bending his head back, Emiya's chest heaved, his eyes closed. Laid out on the bed like that, he looked bothe stiff and limp at the same time. Rayon finally moved off him. Though he looked drained and vulnerable, his voice was steady and sure as ever. Cu, you there? Listen, you just focus on the boy, don't worry about me. It wouldn't say much for my character if I couldn't handle this. He went silent and I stayed silent, Rayon finally moving off him. Cu... talk to me. There was a touch of genuine worry there. Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and talk to me. His voice was a low rumble meant to sooth me, and it worked. That small bit of control I had grew, and I managed to do as Emiya asked.