eunoias | Can't Hide From the Truth

Can't Hide From the Truth

Who: Varon and Resa/Esmerelda Vanuatu
What: Varon closed himself off and he needs his shell cracked.
Where: Doma Stronghold
When: After Mission: Greece and when Varon and Resa return from Europe

Varon didn't stay for his debriefing. In fact, once the plane landed and his bike was secured in the garage, he didn't speak much to anyone and had gone straight into his room. Raphael and Amelda didn't receive in so much as a greeting from the Australian.

This form of anti-social behavior was something that the others had gotten used to once they understood that Varon needed time to collect himself from any mission like this. Soul snatching wasn't his idea of fun. He hated it and it was wearing him down.

Once he reached his room, he slammed his door and dove onto his bed. Sleep always made the pain go away even for a little while. At least his dreams didn't hurt him.

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"Why? Because you're feelin' again? There's nothin' wrong with that." He didn't stop her from hitting him. He understood clearly that she was pushing back her emotions.

"It's gonna be okay. It's just us now." There was no sense fighting what he has held back for so long. He rubbed her cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Look at me. I'm not gonna hurt you. That's a promise I made t' ya then and I'm still gonna keep it."

She continued to pound her fists against his chest until she couldn't anymore. Tears continued to spill down her cheeks as she looked pathetically up at him like a wet puppy.

At the moment, she didn't know who she was. Both Resa and Esmerelda were gobsmacked and unable to speak. All she could do was nod silently, tears still staining her cheeks.

He held her close, his chin resting on her shoulder. Her hands still on his chest, it didn't seem to bother him. He didn't know what else to do other than to be there for her and not let go.

The spacious area was strangely empty. There were plenty of spaces to hide yet they remained on the mat and strangely alone in such a busy company.

Soon, her arms wrapped around him with her chin resting in the crook of his neck. She didn't want him to let her go. She didn't want to move from this moment.

Dartz could suppress all the good emotions again so as to make her the perfect weapon again, but this time, she didn't want it. She just wanted to be loved. Was that so much to ask?

Varon knew that the Stone would eventually win again and shut both of their emotions away. He fought too long and too hard to keep his mind intact and the last time he allowed his rage to take over was the day he killed four men in cold blood for revenge. He promised his mother's spirit and to God that he wouldn't allow himself to get that way again.

It was temporary. He wanted to hold on to what they had. He wanted to kiss her tears away but refrained. It was this respect for Resa and Esmerelda both that kept him from trying. She was the closest thing to family he ever had other than Raphael. If Dartz locked him away, he would find a way back and try again.

It was too cruel to be kind, especially when she knew that she would be made to work efficiently. She didn't want it, though. She just wanted to live a normal life - free from this kind of work. Why couldn't anyone else understand her need for a quiet, stress-free life?

After her silence, though, she decided to talk once more. "If... if... you wanted to do that, I-I wouldn't mind." Her voice was shaky, but she was regaining control once more. She wouldn't be locked up again. No more chains. No more padded rooms. No more pain.

He gave an slow nod and closed the gap between them, lightly kissing her lips chastely. His heart pounded in his chest. It took a long time for him to come to this part of his life to accept and allow acceptance.

To admit love openly was a death sentence. To show it openly meant risking more than just losing one's soul. He was in too deep since the beginning. It took him this long to act on it.

Resa's own heart was beating in her chest as her lips met his own, moving them with his own slightly. She knew she was a handful, and for that, she was sorry. Though, she knew it wasn't technically her fault.

Her hands moved to take his own, lacing her fingers with her own. To anyone watching, she knew she had a lot of explaining to do as well as with Dartz. But, she would try to not display anything in the open. Relationships, especially at this stage of the game, were costly.

He didn't fight the feeling that was coursing through him. Even if it was temporary, to him, it was worth the risk. If they were discovered, the punishment he faced was to have his memories wiped clean of ever knowing Resa. He had to stop it here.

"As much as I wanna continue, let's not risk the capture. This is the one thing I wanna keep." Emotions such as love wasn't supposed to happen between Soldiers. They were killers and love was a luxury that they were not allowed to have.

The moment their lips parted was when she actually let out a whimper. She hadn't whimpered in so long and it showed with how strong she got. Although, he was right. She didn't want any of her memories tampered with as long as she did this work.

"Okay..." She actually looked a little sad at that, but in the end, she understood. Soldiers, mercenaries, assassins didn't have the chance for love and it was a cruel one at that.

It was going to be a slow and painful process. He learned his lessons with Mai that some weren't meant to do this sort of job and he watched as her memories were wiped clean as she was released back into the world without ever remembering who he was. Even then, he swore that he wouldn't allow that to happen to anyone else should he allow himself to fall in love again.

It took another year, another reason to finally come to the point that Resa could be the one but the risk of being with her was very high. They couldn't show anyone yet at the same time Varon would fight Dartz on this philosophy.

"Is it really okay? T' hide like this?" It was frustrating at best.

Resa knew that people in Doma came and gone, especially when their purpose was served. It seemed like those who knew how to remain at the top of the food chain stayed here longer and that was why she was here for almost four years.

In that amount of time, she became more levelheaded and more talkative all around. She knew the risks that came with even talking with her, but she accepted them all the same.

"I guess until everything's over. Don't worry, he's not gonna find out."

Varon stole another kiss. Her words reassured him that everything was going to turn out fine. He knew in the end that it would be, however he needed to hear it for himself once in a while from someone else other than himself. It was intoxicating being around her and he was glad that she was the one to hunt him down than one of his teammates.

He knew he was practically alone in this endeavor along with Resa and Esmerelda both. He knew how to handle both personalities even if no one else wanted to be around her. He never thought it was fair to either side. The entire possibility of losing everything still loomed in the back of his mind and he was preparing himself mentally for a fight should one come his way.

He was attracted to power. She had it. He had it and both had the world in the palm of their hands. He risked deepening the kiss this time.

To be honest, Resa never wanted to stop meeting his lips with her own. She returned it happily, smiling inwardly. However things from here on out went, she was sure that they would change and so would she along with it. Of course, the reason that she decided to hunt him down was so that no one else would hurt what was rightfully her's and her's alone. She was just afraid to pursue a relationship thanks to her past.

But, Varon told her that the past was the past and it should stay like that. She knew she earned the names "crazy", "psychopath" and "raving lunatic" for her erratic behavior, but having people to rely on was definitely a good thing. Even if Esmerelda wanted to be isolated from everyone else, she couldn't help but give in to her Mask's desires. Still, the possibility of losing this moment was something she feared and she would work on fighting to protect what was her's.

When he deepened the kiss, she returned it in full, moving to sit in his lap slightly. This felt right. This felt natural, and by God himself, she never wanted to lose him.

It was as if the world had stood still around them. Time froze for this moment. It was something that he had wanted to do with her since they met, but he never allowed himself the chance to open up. Even with Mai he closed off to her and knew that she wouldn't stay. Nearing four years of knowing Resa, he would turn nineteen in less than seven months.

His hands moved from around her neck to caress her back gently. Despite her being taller, his height wasn't an issue to him. He knew he was small, fast and hard to hit. He was genetically superior in his mind and he was confident. That confidence showed in everything he did.

He felt right. He felt he was home even if they were on missions. He had finally admitted to himself through the kiss that he loved her more deeply than words could express. He was always a man of action and now he was legal...as if that mattered.

Opening up for her was a tremendous task. She was hurt, abused, but all of that went away through development and mutual trust between people. She had proved her worth to stay here for so long and it showed that being here helped her more than anything else. She would soon be twenty-two herself, but sometimes she still acted like a kid.

With his hands on her back, she relaxed more into his hold to where she felt completely comfortable with him. While she was taller and tended to stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd, where she lacked physical strength, she made up for it with manipulation and being conniving. She knew she was desirable and it was with that that she was able to be confident too.

This was her home. Varon was her home. She put a bit more force into the kiss while her fingers moved through his hair in a loving way. If he wanted to push her down, she would let him.

Still pinned under her, he found his opening and moved to roll her onto her back in a gentle movement with athleticism and grace. Being three inches shorter now, he was able to do this easier now than before.

Her hands playing with his hair, his hands explored a little more of Resa. He wasn't about to let this moment go to waste. He broke from the kiss, his breathing was heavier now than it was just moments ago. His lips brushed against hers as he spoke softly. "How did we go from bickerin' to nearly losin' control? Should we tell 'im?"

One way or the other, Dartz will find out and he knew it. If they confronted him, he might let them stay the way they are without wiping their memories. It was a fifty-fifty shot and a risky one. He thought multiple times about eloping but at the time, the missions never allowed them any time to get too close to Resa. He even went as far as plotting out a way to get into her room without the agents finding out. Nothing could stop him now and he knew it.

As much as she could try to hide it, she was shaking from either fear or anticipation. The last time this happened, she was degraded. Though, she trusted him to not hurt her and she hoped her trust wasn't misplaced this time.

Her own hands explored Varon a bit more under his shirt, feeling his toned body more than she did originally. When the kiss was broken, she shivered and panted a bit. "T-Time's funny like that and... we should."

The one thing she didn't want was to hurt the one she regarded highly enough to be a savior, so was it right of her to do this? Was it right of her to give in to her desires? She didn't know. The missions always got in the way of things, but she was told that it would soon be worth it. But, she was starting to think on being more forceful and true to herself. This event helped greatly with her desire to do so.

His head nodded in response. His eyes shone a glass-like sheen that depicted his own anticipation despite trying to keep himself under control. He wanted to continue. Her hands on his chest under his shirt made him close his eyes. The feeling was unreal yet he was feeling it. Everything seemed pivotal. Another twist, he found his life going in a new direction.

He wanted to give in to his desires and take control once again, but he wanted to stay here, to keep this moment forever locked in the throws of passion. Telling Dartz made sense, so he agreed. "We'll tell 'im together. I'll stand by you."

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