Oi. . . you can tell I've been listening to my
Savage Garden CD /waaaay/ too much. Oh well. Enjoy, and remember to review.
**hugs Edward plushie**
Don't be too harsh, this is my first song fic, as well as full Anita Blake
fanfic.
O.o This is raw material, people. I'm not sure how this will turn out, so let
me know what you think.
Warning: /Very/ sappy in places.
Tears of Pearls
By: Ivy Adrena
venus_meteor_shower@yahoo.com
Anita walked through the St. Louis airport terminal, her eyes scanning her surroundings.
She suddenly stopped, warily facing Edward. Tension was thick in the air, but
the two were virtually ignored by the passing masses, other than being given a
wide berth.
”And we stare each other down
Like victims in the grind
Probing all the weakness and Hurt still left behind. . .”
Anita shook her head slightly, a silent tear tracing its way down her cheek.
Edward's eyes showed mild shock before returning to their usual emotionless
blue as Anita walked into his arms and wrapped her arms around his waist,
burring her face against his neck.
”And we cry
The tears of pearls
We do it, Oh we do it”
Some time later, Anita huddled in the corner of her couch, Edward observing her
behind an inscrutable mask as she stared dully at the floor. Tear tracks still
stained her face. Edward shifted his weight as the silence grew, and Anita's
wide eyes flew to his face. Edward stilled.
”Is love really the tragedy the way you
Might describe?
Or would a thousand lovers
Still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry.
These tears of pearls”
"You can't let what he did to you defeat you, Anita. You're stronger than
that." Edward's voice was a soothing murmur. Anita sighed, dropping her
face into her hands.
"How can I believe that anymore, Edward? I wasn't strong enough to stop
him from." her voice broke.
Edward grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him, trying to ignore the
way she stiffened and jerked back from his touch. He put a finger beneath her
chin and lifted her face so she has to look him in the eye.
"Face it, Anita. He's one of the monsters." He pronounced his next
words precisely, spacing each for emphasis, "Real. Men. Do. Not.
Rape."
Anita started shaking, a tear falling down her cheek to land on Edward's hand.
She looked up at him with something akin to fear lurking deep in her eyes.
"A-are you real, Edward?" her voice shook.
Edward released her chin and carefully tucked a loose curl behind her ear.
"I give you my word that I would never harm you, Anita. In fact, I would
do everything in my power to keep you safe." A wry grin lifted the corner
of his lips. "I'd probably hide you away in a secluded cabin if I didn't
think you'd kick my as for trying."
Anita sniffled, a small hiccupping laugh escaping. Edward handed her a box of
tissues from the coffee table in front of them. She blew her nose noisily, and
tossed the used tissue in the trash. They sat in a more comfortable silence for
a few moments. Edward shifted, leaning back against the back of the couch
cushion.
”All these mixed emotions
We kept locked away like stolen pearls”
"Anita. why call me? One would think you'd want to stay as far away from a
man as possible after what happened." His serious eyes were fixed on her
averted profile.
His question seemed to surprise her; she turned to face him fully, one shoulder
lifting in a small shrug.
"I don't know. I guess. in the back of my mind, I knew you were safe. A
bit ironic, isn't it? The only one I feel safe with is Death." Her lips
quirked, "You may have fantasized about giving me a weapon and hunting me,
but if you ever had a romantic thought about me, the outcome would be my
choice. You would never try to force me."
Edward pondered this for a moment with a small frown.
"I'm not sure weather to be happy that you think so highly of me, of be
concerned that you can read me so well."
Anita reached out and patted his hand that was resting in his lap.
"It's a gift." She smirked, "Don't worry. I don't think anyone
else has that particular talent." Anita suddenly yawned widely, belatedly
trying to hide it behind her hand. "Sorry, I haven't been sleeping
much."
Indeed, Edward could see dark smudges under her eyes. His own eyes softened,
and he opened his arms to her.
At her questioning glance, he said, "I'll keep the monsters away."
”Stolen pearl devotions we
Kept locked away from all the world”
Anita read the sincerity in his eyes, and bit her lip. Hesitantly, she leaned
against his chest, only to have Edward lift her and set her comfortable in his
lap, wrapping his arms loosely around her. She stiffened, feeling his swiftly
growing arousal prodding her hip.
"You can trust me. I'm safe, remember?" Edward's lips feathered
against the soft skin of her temple as he spoke. Other than that, he didn't
move.
Anita lifted her head and looked at him a moment, then pressed a light kiss
against the corner of his mouth.
“Your kisses are like pearls,
So different and so rare
But anger stole the jewels away
And love has left you bare
Made you cry. . .
These tears of
pearls”
Anita laid her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. As she drifted
off to sleep, she thought she felt Edward kiss the top of her head, his arms
tightening comfortingly.
Anita woke up some time later. Edward must have shifted them while she slept; they
were now lying horizontally on the couch, Anita on top of him. He was rubbing
her back in small, meaningless circles, and murmuring soothing words against
her temple.
“Well, I could be the tired joker
Pour my heart to get you in
Sacrifice my happiness just so I could win
Maybe cry. . .
These tears of pearls”
Anita lifted her face, which slipped Edward’s lips down to cover her own.
Edward froze. Her eyes locked with his, Anita hesitantly brushed her lips
across his, feathering across his cheek to kiss away a tear that had escaped
his pale blue eyes. She licked her lips, savoring the precious salty taste.
Edward’s gaze dropped to her lips, watching the motion. Some emotion flickered
behind his carefully wrought mask, making Anita catch her breath; it was
hunger.
“All these mixed emotions
We kept locked away like stolen pearls
Stolen pearl devotions we
Keep locked away from all the world”
“. . .Edward?”
“We twist and turn where angels burn
Like fallen soldiers we will learn”
((A/N: Gomen ne, but I can’t write anything too explicit right now. I’ve got
class-mates around me. ^^;; I’ll make it up to you later. *grins*))
A few hours later, Edward silently looked upon an exhausted Anita, lingering on
kiss-bruised lips. With a final glance, he resolutely turned, exiting the
house.
“Once forgotten, twice removed”
A tall, muscled man walked through a dark forest near Anita’s house, a thin
beam of moonlight penetrating the heavy foliage to spill across his face.
Richard suddenly stopped, and glared into the shadows as he scented the air.
“So it was /you/ she chose over me?” the words spilled in a low growl from his
lips. “I can smell her on you.”
A shadow separated from the darkness beneath a tree; Edward didn’t answer, his
expression a mask cold enough to chill a person’s blood. Drawing a gun with a
silencer attached, he sighted down the barrel and pulled the trigger. The
bullet skimmed Richard’s arm, slamming into the tree behind him as he swiftly
turned. A battle of slashing claws, muffled shots, and dancing blades ensued.
As the sun crested the horizon, a final muffled *thunk* was heard. Richard’s
body fell lifeless to the ground.
Edward dropped to his knees, clutching a large, ragged wound just over the
right side of his rib-cage; Richard had tried to dig out his heart.
“Love will be the death”
He lifted his face to the sky and murmured, “I love you, Anita.”
Edward doubled over as a spasm of coughing rocked him. Lowering himself to lean
back against a tree trunk, he folded his shirt to form a make-shift bandage,
using the remnants of his trench coat to tie it securely in place.
His eyelids grew heavy, and he let them close, just for a moment, he tried to
convince himself.
“The death of you.”
His head dropped to his chest as he slid into the pleasant darkness of
unconsciousness, his blood slowly dripping away from the cuts that Richard had
managed to score.
“All these mixed emotions
We kept locked away like stolen pearls
Stolen pearl devotions we
Keep locked away from all the world”
~Owari~
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OMFG. . . I think my eyes started tearing up when I wrote the ending to this. .
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I let my friend read this when I finished, totally unedited, and she took my
temperature. She seriously though I was ill, because she knows how much I love
Edward.
Please review.