Wicked Flames of Battle and Love

A Helping Hand

The morning light hit Dindiri harshly but the intensity faded as Bayonetta closed the blinds. The girl groaned, turning onto her side when her eyes opened up to a gorgeous white room pink scattered about it, rose petals laying on a nightstand still fresh looking as if they had just fallen for no reason. Her vision blurred for a moment, her falling back to sleep for a mere ten seconds before she awoke finally, sitting up in a white night dress that was laced to her chest. The comforter of the bed was a cream color with the lines of a fully bloom rose in the center of it, underneath her, the sheets were white as snow and soft as a baby's bottom. Dindiri looked around sleepily then motioned to get up when she began to fall, Bayonetta quickly grasping her. Her face landed into the witch's lovely breasts that felt like cushions and made Dindiri's face go red hot.

"On the move already I see? My, you have no patience do you, little one?" the witch teased picking the girl up, cradling her.

"B-B-Bayonetta..." Dindiri breathed. "I-I..." but she looked away. "I just wanted to see if I could walk is all." She stated. "C-Can you please put me down, I don't want you holding me like this!" she blushed.

"Does it make you wish I was doing something else?" the witch taunted yet again.

"N-No! Absolutely not! J-Just put me down...please." Dindiri cooed looking away.

"Alright, since you asked so nicely." Bayonetta set the girl down on the bed and watched as she stood for only seconds before her knees started to wobble. Dindiri took a step forward but felt her legs buckle her body going to the ground, she tried to stand but she couldn't quite get her legs to move, they twitched but they refused to do anything else.

"Oh no...oh god no!" Dindiri breathed horrified, tears welling up her eyes. Bayonetta gasped, seeing the girl's plight and helped her to her feet and setting her on the body. "I-I can't walk...I-I can't..." Dindiri began trying so hard not to cry.

"Little one," Bayonetta breathed pulling the girl into her. "You have to be strong now, and in being strong let me help you walk again. I can't bear to see you this way; this is my fault. Had I just reasoned with you, everything would be fine. But now we have work to do and I need you to stay here. Don't worry, I'm not going to pull any tricks. Now look at me," Bayonetta breathed and Dindiri did. "Dry those eyes of yours now. We can do this." Dindiri nodded wiping her face. And with that, they began. It was tedious at first but by the second week, Dindiri was able to stand perfectly straight and take several steps before her legs could not support her anymore. However, aside from walking something else was brewing, a bond between the two, a bond that wouldn't be broken. They had learned about one another in this time, how Bayonetta went 500 years not knowing who she was exactly and how she had fought her own father, a Lumen Sage as well as the right eye of the world. While Bayonetta discovered Dindiri's heritage, she was in fact of nobility and of the Solar Tribe, but not only that. She was the oldest of four, two younger brothers, Soji and Raaz and her youngest sister, Lahia; Bayonetta also found her true name as Yahir. She had been taken from her home and experimented on by Lumen Sages, feeling lonely, an outcast and often finding comfort in the Umbra clan when the two were fighting.

"I don't feel as though anyone could love me. I'm just...I'm just...I'm a monster." Yahir breathed.

"You are no such thing...You're an example that even that which glitters is not gold. You are a symbol that the Lumen Sages are just as corrupt as my kind figured. But you are not of that blood, you're better. You, Yahir are a legend." Bayonetta breathed holding her chin up.

"Y-You believe it?" Dindiri breathed.

"Of course I do." The witch replied, and the two starred into one another's eyes for that moment, and in it, a small flicker of adoration came until them. Bayonetta moved closer, touching the girl's face and resting her forehead upon the girls. Dindiri froze seeing the witch close her eyes and move in closer until their lips brushed against one another.

"Mmm!" she jolted, Bayonetta flinching and moving away but smiling in return.

"You're blushing again, and its brighter than before. Could it be you've got your fire back?" now come, once more. Walk for me." Bayonetta stated.

"Er...Y-Yah..." the girl replied. "U-Um...Bayonetta."

"What is it love?"

"C-Could you say my name again please...my r-real name?" Dindiri asked.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong?"

"N-NO! Please...I-I beg...say-say my name again. P-Please."

"Hehe, very well." Bayonetta smiled but gently pushed Dindiri onto the bed, her fingers going in between the girl's before they were staring one another in the eyes. She moved to the girl's ear nibbling it, hearing Dindiri coo giggling. "Yahir...Yahir...Yahir..." she purred it. The girl grasped Bayonetta's hands tighter before playfully biting her shoulder.