Fire and Ice (Blaze Seto x reader x Ice Seto)

Chapter Five

Y/n pov

I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Blaze grinned in triumph, "Ah...much better. Though I love the sound of your voice, I hate being called those things." I tried kicking him. It didn't work. He chuckled, going on, "If you would let me finish, I was going to say, Your clothes were soaked, so I had to take them off, or you would have died." I 'shouted' off a string of insults. 'Should've let me', I thought scornfully. He laughed again, "Haha, no." 'YOU MIND RAPIST!' He rolled his eyes and moved off of me, letting go of my hands. I sat up quickly, pulling the shirt over my knees, glaring at him. He smiled back and just starred at me. I looked away finally, glaring at the bed. I didn't try speaking, I tried not to think, though it was  hard. AT some point, my mind wondered to the house, which now was made of ashes. Then, I wondered where my ax was, glancing around the dark room. "I didn't burn that." He finally said, mind rapping me again. I didn't give him so much as a glance, looking back down. "Why is it so important anyways?" I started thinking of how I got it, but just as fast, I shut it down, thinking about kitties instead. "I'll even give you your voice back." He offered, saying more weird things again. When he was done, I glared back at him, "What are you? Tell me." He gave a small shrug, "Didn't I already say this? I'm a clone. Something made from fire and DNA. The original was magical or whatever. Good enough?" I didn't say anything. "Now, since I said that, tell me something about you." I hesitated, ignoring it, "You know, this doesn't seem like some kind of horror movie where you torture me until I'm close to death or whatever. Like you said." He shook his head slightly, "No, I didn't say that. I said, do whatever you want with. I don't want to hurt you." "Yeah, sure. Rape instead?" "Still counts as hurting." "Sure. Whatever. You gonna like, make out with me or something. Please don't do that. I'll punch you." Blaze laughed at that, "I could do that, the punch wouldn't really effect me. But I wont, instead I'll-" I cut him off, "Let me go?" I faked a smile, words dripping with sarcasm, "Oh boy! What an amazing offer! Just give me some clothes and I'll be on my way!" He rolled his eyes again, "I could always hand you over to Ice instead. But you know, he's like...way more worse than me. He wouldn't be nice to you, like I am. Or anything like that. He'll cut you open happily, maybe rip out a few organs. And whens he's done, he'll simply leave you in a freezing cold room, covered in frost. You'll just sit there and freeze, shaking, crying, dying. He wouldn't hesitate to take you... would you like that instead?" I stared at him in disbelief. He flashed a wicked grin, "If not, then shut up, and sit there." I looked down quickly, hugging my knees to my chest, and I stayed quiet. Blaze grin turned soft, "Good girl. This is how things are gonna work. One, no more calling me a rapist, I'm not. Two, no trying to attack me, it'll just get you hurt. Three, be nice, and I'll be nice. Kay?" I nodded slightly, finally giving in. "Want to tell me about yourself now?" "No." I bluntly said. There was no way I'd tell him anything. He didn't pry though, sliding off the bed, "Are you hungry?" I looked away, hating the fact that I was. He grinned, "Well, come on, I make a mean bowl of cereal!" I glanced at him, "You can't cook, can you?" He laughed, "Not at all." I managed to giggle, beginning to follow him, when I stopped. "Can I, uh, have pants first?" He laughed slightly, "The shirts like a dress, a really weird, short dress. You'll be fine." I crawled off the bed, murmuring on how I'd rather have pants. "They're all dirty." He said. I casually walked over to the dresser -pulling the shirt down quiet a bit- and opened the second drawer. It was filled with neatly folded pants. I looked back at him. He laughed sheepishly, "Uh...they're contaminated?" "BY smelling like flowers?" "Yes, now lets go!" He spun around, his cape twirling elegantly behind him. "Fine," I followed, "But as soon as I see you looking at my ass I'm taking yours." He laughed loudly at that, "I'd let you." I caught up to him, falling in step beside him, "You're still a pervert." "Never said I wasn't." I glanced at him, he wore a smirk. And surprisingly....dare I say it....a looked hot. "Very hot." He said, looking at me with a grin. "You mind rappist!" I gasped out, looking away, a heavy blush present on my cheeks.