Fate Coiling Sword

Chapter 28: Sisters

Beta Read by Shigiya and Darklord331

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-Fuyuki- 

A clutter of dishes fell to the ground, porcelain tea cups and bowls shattering into thousands of pieces. Their contents spilled all over the floor, the hot tea releasing vapor as it contrasted with the cold air. A low thud sounded as knees shook and slowly dropped to the floor, a shaky hand holding onto the table for support.

"O-Oh no, what have I done…" a haggard voice spoke, each breath taken deeply causing an extremely uncomfortable sensation in the very depth of her body. Sakura felt her eyesight deteriorate, seeing a blurry mess for a couple of seconds before closing them hoping to regain a moment of clarity, to focus and push the burning sensation away, if only for a moment. "I can do it… I can do it… se-senpai should be back at any moment. I have to clean up before he does," she muttered to herself.

Having gotten a message from him that he had to leave due to some emergency and was on his way back. That brought a sense of relief, the abrupt way he left made the girl worried that perhaps another Master appeared, and the only form of consolation she had was Rider’s promise. 

“Hn!” She suppressed a moan, her back pushing against the wall with beads of sweat streaming down her forehead. These relapses started to occur more often than previously, far too frequently for her liking. She knew it would happen eventually but had hoped to be able to endure them for perhaps a little longer. With her trembling hands, she grabbed a wet rag and cleaned the floor thoroughly, her body still shaking every so often.

It was both a lack of energy, feeling drained of her stamina that even the slightest breeze felt like it would be enough to push her down. This, combined with her body acting up more frequently lately, without Shinji to… calm her body's reactions, was another factor in these recurring episodes. The sensation of overwhelming desire and lust nearly made her crumble once when she visited Shirou in his room, a moment she didn't wish to occur again. 

"Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah..." Her heavy breath echoed across the living room, the television running in the background with the news anchor reporting on the ongoing investigation of a faulty assembled crane crashing into the shipping containers at the port. Followed by another report about the police capturing a possible person suspected to be the killer of the museum guards. 

Though she paid them no heed, unable to do so even in the first place. "He'll be back anytime soon. He’ll be back. He’ll be back." Sakura repeated those words like a mantra. 

The worst part was, that even if Shirou didn't know what was going on with her, that could not be said the same with Rider. Even though the blindfolded woman never said anything about it or gave any indication to even be aware, she knew well that it was only a matter of time before the latter would notice something was wrong with her or reveal the sordid details to her Master.

The image of his possible reaction to such a discovery frightened her. The boy who was so ignorant of just what kind of vile woman he had invited into his home and even less of the type of thoughts that raged through her mind in those moments. The moment he would even get an inkling of the truth then everything was bound to fall apart.

"I need to take a breath of air.”

[Break]

Even though it was quite late at night, she had no choice. Her feet walked towards the entrance, in her haste leaving the door open and grabbing nothing but shoes. The longer she stayed in that house with her body acting up, the harder it was to control, especially when his scent was present everywhere, driving her nuts.