Without Control ((FULL))

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah shifted so that she was sitting up against the headboard, drawing both Dalila and Sirrah close to her, as if they were both her children. "Of course we won't leave you, Dali. I'll stay right here all night if you want," she said soothingly. Kirrah began humming a lullaby that had helped Sirrah sleep as a child, hearing the girl in question chuckle and begin humming along, quietly.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah blushed slightly and shifted a bit when Dali touched her stomach, looking away when her daughter glanced up at her. She frowned when she heard Sirrah laugh. "Pervert," she muttered, blushing more when her daughter replied, "Look who's talking? Why so blushy, mother? She is rather cute, isn't she? With hair just like father's?"

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah chuckled and patted her mother's hand soothingly when Kirrah didn't answer but only blushed darker. "I can't blame you for thinking she's cute; she really is. And hey, if she's into it, what's wrong with showing her love? Sounds like she could use it." Sirrah carefully disentangled herself from the other two women, trying not to wake Dali. "Well, it's up to you, mother. I can't tell you what to do." She slipped out of the room to go find Nina.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah fell asleep with Dalila, still thinking over what her daughter had said. When she woke the next morning, she remembered the date and grinned, carefully slipping out of bed to put her and Sirrah's April Fools prank into motion. She went to her daughter's room and changed into a common outfit of her daughter's; a black knee-length skirt and green blouse. She tied her hair up like Sirrah's and uncomfortably slipped her feet into heels, shaking her head with a slight sigh. 'At least I won't be going far in these... Don't know how Sirrah can stand to wear them.' Kirrah gingerly walked to the kitchen and began making breakfast like Sirrah usually did, waiting for Nina to take the bait.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah slipped into a pair of loose jeans and a red sweater; one of her mother's favorite outfits. She didn't bother putting shoes on, or doing much with her hair; she just brushed it out and let it hang down. She wandered down the hall to the spare room where Amilia was sleeping, blushing as she realized the full connotations of what she was about to do. 'Oh, I hope Mili and Nina aren't too angry if they figure it out...' Not allowing herself to get cold feet now, Sirrah slipped into the room and blushed when she found the police cheif getting dressed. "Good morning, Mili-san," she said as she closed the door behind her, trying to copy her mother's easy way of smiling.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah let out a sigh filled with both satisfaction and irritation as Nina walked away, blowing a bit of hair out of her hot face. "Well, this is a lovely mess," she mumbled, testing the bindings on her wrists and finding them secure in spite of only being cloth. 'Damn... Nina knows some good knots... Should've known.' She laid still on the table for a minute, debating if it would be better to yell for help or just wait and hope the person who came across her would be sympathetic.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah was shocked that her face didn't burst into flames; it certainly felt as hot as fire. Dalila, the girl she'd just begun to think of as cute, walking in on her like this... Surely it ruined any hope of a future romance. 'Guess that's what I get for trying to trick Nina,' she thought glumly. "Gomenasai, Dali-chan... Ano... Would you mind untying me, please?"

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah could tell how uncomfortable being unclothed made Dali, and was quick to hand back the kimono, rather touched that the girl had lent it to her in the first place. The sight of the scars covering Dali made her heart thud quickly in anger, and she welcomed the distraction of the girl's teasing words. She looked down at her own slightly sweaty, flushed body and blushed.

"Um... Actually, we could probably both use a bath... Come on. The bathroom attached to this room has a really big one. We'll both fit if you're comfortable with that." Her eyes were gentle as she offered a hand to Dali. She could tell the girl was in pain, and knew she would require assistance in bathing. Aside from Sirrah, she didn't trust anyone to help Dali... Oh, s**t, Sirrah...

"Erm... I should probably let Sirrah loose first, though... I doubt Mili was kind enough to let her go."

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

Kirrah blushed and moved to gently help Dalila into the large tub of warm water, pouring scented bubbles into it. She was embarrassed to have been caught staring at the girl, and decided honesty might make her feel better. "Actually... I was just noticing how pretty you are, Dali... I wasn't looking at the scars at all." Kirrah reached over and undid the braid she'd put in Dali's hair the night before, running her fingers through the silky strands before gesturing for the girl to turn so she could wash her back.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Kirrah Tayashi

"Iie, they don't bother me." Kirrah froze when Dali flinched under her hands, relaxing again when she heard it was just nerves. "I understand," she said, picking up a cloth and gently beginning to clean Dali, all the while hoping the warm water would calm the younger woman. "It's okay, Dali-chan, you can trust me. I promise I won't hurt you." Uncertain of what else to do to ease the atmosphere, Kirrah began to hum her ancient lullaby.