Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Romance

 Sven Drakoon was still a kid when that war started, and now that he had finally completed 16 years and joined the Geman army has subistitute from his father he was sure that he wuld end that with his own hands.
 It was especially cold that morning, that wuld be his first day has an oficial from the army and he was designated for a safe area inside the empire's fronteers, to command Aushuitz II, one of the biggest fields of forced work and one of the safest has well.
 He dressed his uniform up and looked himself at the mirror for a second to be sure he was perfect: The blonde straight hair almost completly straighten and alinght backwards with exeption of his long fringe that insisted in exit from the hat and fall over his left eye slightly bloking his vew and preventing peoples to notice the diferense of color between his eyes, the right, of a blue clear has the German sky in a sunny day, yet the left, in a weird tone of red almos wine-like who culd be easily be misplaced by blood. He fixed the uniform, folded the sleeves so they wuldn't cover his hands, fixed the hat two or three times before decide it was good engouth and take his hifle and leave to meet his new "job".
 Sven goed directly into the part of the field where Mendel, a sientist responsable by realising experiments on humans, was waiting for him toguether with three girls that culdn't have more than 15 years. Sven knocked on the door and slamed it open wide without waiting for Mendel to invite him in, pulled a chair nerby and using his rifle has a support has he sat down with a serious pose.

 - Why did you call me?
 - To someone that young, your presence is extraordinary sir... Well, wich of them you like most? - Mendel says with a joking tone, pointing to the girls that were agnist the white wall of the lab, shivering.
 - The one in the midle looks pretty, why?
 - Do you want her?
 - Why?
 - The three of them are inproper, one fights too much and have a dirty mouth, the other is with a weird sickness and have psicothic attacks and the last one is way too submiss, i'll send the other two to the "barth".
 - And wich of them did i choose?
 - The last one, submiss, i guess you'll like her, she loves to help and will do whathever you ask.
 - Seriously? So if i tell her to kill herself...?
 - " I'll do it gladly if you culd let me see your smile one last time my master" sounds like a robot, it freaks me out... It's way too weird...
 - Sounds good... - Sven sayed, getting up from the chair and holding his rifle on hand before starting screaming with the girl on the middle - Hey you! Fast, come here!
 - Yes sir. - The girl awnsered, walking has fast has she culd till staying only a few steps from Sven and lowering her head in reverence. - How can i help my master? - She sayed with a low and submiss voice.
 - I like how this sounds... Get closer, i want a kiss.

 The girl swiftly steped foward, putting her body swiftly agnist Sven's and putting her face in an agle where he culd kiss her, what he didn't hesitate to do, holding her by her waist and pulling her up so they culd stay in the same hight without making her stay in her tiptoes. He swiftly putted her down at the floor and stared at her eyes for a moment, in his chest, a unknown feeling that he didn't knew how to describe has his first kiss ended, he shoke his head ignoring his feelings and pulling her aside.

 - ... Ahem...
 - Shut up about it... She need a barth.
 - There's a shower in the back of the lab if you want...
 - ... No, i wanna wash her in my barthroom, i want her to be my personal maid.
 - Do whatever you want.

 Sven toke the girl's hand and taked her from the field to his house, he knowed what she wuld hear coming from her friends if he toke too long to take her alway from that place, he didn't knew why, but his chest hurted every time he thought of all those persons behind that fence. He toke her till his barthroom and toke off the stripped dirty scraps she were wearing letting her nude before asking her to prepare a barth to both of them and start taking his uniform off. 

 - When was the last time you toke a prooper barth? - He sayed trying to start a conversation.
 - ... I don't hemember of barthing since i came here...
 - Well, let me wash you then, and after this i will get
you something to eat and to dress, i don't want you to pass any more hunger.
 - ... Thanks...
 - Is the barth ready?
 - Almost.
 - Do you need any help?
 - No, thanks.

 The girl finished preparing the barthrub and has soon has she closed the tap she felt Sven's arms surrownd her fragile body and liftting her up gently putting her inside the barthrub before getting into the water with her and pass his hands switly over her body what made her sight and a strange feeling to make her heart get a bit warmer after months of abuse she've been passing on that terrible country.

 - ... This is good... - She sayed in a low voice, praying for him not to hear her words.
 - I'm glad it makes you feel fine... It must've been terrifying to live behind that terrible fence...
 - ... I'm sorry...
 - You have nothing to be sorry about... i am the monster here... Just relax now, your body must be exausted from all the hunger and the experiences those bad peoples made with you... Does it hurt when i touch?
 - ... A bit... But it feel great...
 - Hold on a bit, i'll start washing you ok?
 - ... Yes sir...

 Sven toke a barthing sponge and putted some soap on it before passing it swiftly on the girl's body, repeating the process various times till her fragile body was completly clean before start talking with her again.

 - ... Hey, What's your name anyways?
 - I don't have one at all..
 - ... Oh... Well, what if i call you... Walay, do you like it?
 - Has you wish my master...

 Sven letted out a big sight wile starring at Walay's eyes, why hearing a slave being submiss made his heart beat so panifully? Why whas that happening at all? He swiftly toke her out of the water and covered her body with a soft towel beforet taking her to his room, making her sit on his bed.

 - Wait in here please, i'll get you something to dress ok?
 - ... My master?...
 - ... Yes?...
 - ... Can... Can i dress one of your clothes?...
 - ... Why?...
 - ... They... They're pretty...
 - Feel free to dress anything you want, just don't wear my uniform, it will put you in some big problems if you actually do it...
 - Thanks...
 - I'll be back in a few hours, please don't leave my room before getting dressed, there are a lot of bad mans here...
 - ... Yes sir...

 Sven got dressed and hurried till the city, making sure to let the other soldiers in the house aware about the presence of Walay into the house so they wuldn't hurt her.
 He passed trought a few stores and bought some dresses and pijamas that called his attention and were little engouth to fit the destroyed and abused body of the little girl, he knew she wuld need lots of help to survive, and from now own, he wuld be the one to provide this help for her.
 Has soon has he got home, Sven found Walay sitted on the huge doorway who leads to his house hall, dressed with his clothes who were clearly way too big to fit her little body and a hat he didn't even hemember he had, seeing her like that made a little laught escape his lips has he touched her shoulder swiftly.

 - You actually dressed my clothes huh?... Come, let's get you dressed with something proper so we can lunch ok?
 - Yes sir.

 Walay sayed with a smile and followed Sven till his room, he toke her till his barthroom and help her to dress one of the dresses he bought, a stuningly beautiful red dress who was worthy of a prinsess, before giving a good look on her: The short hair going only till her sholder lenght and has black has the night sky all messy and still wet from the barth they toke toguether and the clear green eyes who sine like two little emeralds almost made she look like a little porcelane doll, but this ilusion was fastly shattered has he run his eyes throug her body, extremly under weight and clearly lower than she shuld be at her age, the little girl shivered all of the time and seem to always try to control the spasms her body produced to make sure she was still alive, seeing her like that made his chest contract painfully, principally because of that dress that made she look even more like a princess.
 Sven made she sit in a little chair, toke a brush that was over his nightstand, and swiftly started brushing Walay's hair as he wached her face becoming red with shame.

 - ... M... Master, you don't have to --
 - Don't worry, i want to do this, pretend that you're a doll and stand still for a while, i want you to be has pretty has a little doll when i present you to the other soldiers...
 - ... Yes sir...
 - I bought ya some makeover has well, do you know how to use it?
 - ... Kinda...
 - It's ok, i'll help you, stand still for me.
 - Yes sir.

 Sven  finished brushing and stilyng Walay's hair and pulled a paper bag, taking a white box with various colored butterflies painted on it, he opened the box revealing a few simple but very pretty makeovers. He made a few tries with the makover before finding the combination he liked most: A blood red lipstick and a pink shadow with some golden glitter who made her eyes sparkle even more.

 - Guess it's done, do you wanna see it?
 - ... Yes please...
 - Just a second, i'll get you a mirror...

 Sven toke a silver mirror thst was close from there and swiftly placed it on Walay's hands.

 - What do you think?
 - ... This... Is me?...
 - Sure it is, you're a beautiful little doll don't you think?...
 - I'm so diferent... I actually look like a doll...
 - Do you feel happy?
 - A lot...

  Sven toke his rifle carefully before sitting on his bed and starting cleaning it carefully.

 - ... My master?...
 - Yes?
 - ... Can i ask you something?...
 - Sure, what is it?
 - ... Y... Your eyes... They... They're both real?...
 - You're curious cause they're different from eachother? Yes, they are real, but... - He looked arownd has he wanted to be sure no one else was on the room - My left eye, the one i cover with the fringe, it keeps a secret power that i'm not allowed to use... Do you wanna see?
 - ... C... Can i?...
 - Come closer, i'll show you...
 - ... Y... Yes sir...

 Sven putted the rifle aside, swiftly pulled  Walay to his lap and putted his fringe behind his ear so she culd see his eye clearly. She aproached her face from his waiting to see something magic, Sven swiftly passed his arm arownd Walay's neck and pulled her closer till their lips touch eachother then swiftly  pushed her face just engouth to stare at her face who was completly red just like his, he forced out a little laught trying to desguise how shy he felt all of suddent.

 - ... D... Did you really thougt that i had an magic eye or you just wanted... - His voice failed has she looked down and layed her head swiftly on his chest - ... A kiss?... A... Are you ok?...
 - ... I was foolish, wasn't i?...
 - ... I... I actually liked it... Please don't worry dolly... How old are you?...
 - ... I complete 14 today...
 - Happy birthday... 14 huh?... I was pretty sure you were a bit older...
 - It's ok, you're my master, you can treat me any way you like...
 - Your self esteem isn't very hight is it?... Here, please tell me more about you...
 - There's nothing that you wuld like to hear...
 - ... Has your master i command you, tell me about your life.
 - ... I... I was born in Polony at exact 14 years... My dad died when i was five and after that my mom started getting drunk really often...
 - ... I shuldn't have asked, sorry... It's time for lunch already, we shall hurry...
 - ... Yes sir...
 - Ah, by the way dolly, my name's Sven, you can call me by my first name ok? You don't have to be this formal...
 - ... O... Ok...

 Sven toke Walay till the dining room where all of the other oficials were waiting for them, they stitted side by side at the table under the stare of the other oficials.

 - ... So... Shall we start?...
 - Who's the girl?
 - You mean my dolly? She keeps me company from now on, isn't she beautiful?
 - ... Doll?...
 - Is a nickname, right sweety?
 - Yep.
 - Weird...
 - Dolly, do you want help to take your food? I'm pretty sure the table is way too big for you to reach everything...
 - No, it's ok, i'll just wait...
 - Are you sure? Ya must be hungry...
 - A bit, but it's ok...
 - Anyway, where did she came from?
 - ... I run from home...
 - I'm taking care of her since her mother doesn't seem to be searching for her.
 - ... Sven, can i stay on your lap?... This memories are bad...
 - Sure dolly, come here...

 Sven swiftly toke Walay's hand and pulled her to his lap has swiftly has he culd and pulled the plate that one of the maids has putted on the table closer from her, taking a portion of the food and swiftly putting it into her mouth, waiting her to finish eating before start talking again.

 - Does it tastes good?
 - Yeah... I can eat alone, you don't need to feed me...
 - No, it's ok, you're still way too weak and i insist about taking care of you dolly, now please relax and let me take care of you...
 - Such an adorable scene... Gregory wuld love to see this...
 - Shut up! Let the boy enjoy his first love and stop mentioning the dead father!
 - ... Dead?...
 - You didn't told her?
 - That wasn't something she needed to know...
 - ... Your father is dead?...
 - Lost in combat... Yes, he's dead...
 - Oh God... That's so sad... Sorry, i'll shut up now...

 The room stayed completly silent after that, Sven hugged Walay carefully and smiled at her has he noticed she was looking at him with sorowful eyes, he wanted to tell her everything was ok but at the same time he didn't wanted to lie for her.
 The hearts of both of them beated painfully with a feeling they didn't knew how to explain very well, they just knew that that hurted way too much to simply ignore. Walay moved carefully on Sven's lap and kissed him swiftly has she wished do say she were sorry for causing all that problem, what he awnsered with a little smile before giving her another portion of food swiftly trying to say her that they may keep shut from now on till the lunch finish.
 Has soon has they finished the lunch, they brushed their teeths and runned till the house's winter garden: a great greenhouse that looked like a big cristal palace covered by flowers and exotic plants and trees, and right in the middle, in a tree older than the own house, there was a big swing he built when he was still a kid and has never used at all, for the first time that old thing wuld have an utility, he helped Walay to sit on it and sat by her side carefully before passing his arm swiftly arownd the back of her neck wile allowing her to lay her head on his sholder has he noticed a sad look on her face.

 - ... Is everything ok dolly? You're with such a sad face...
 - ... Did you felt that too?... A... A strong pain in here?... - She sayed in low tone, putting her hand swiftly in the middle of his chest.
 - ... Yeah i felt... Did you felt it too?...
 - ... Yeah...
 - ... You know what? It wasn't that bad at all... Maybe it's just because we're staying closer from eachother?... I'm not sure of how to explain...
 - ... Maybe you're right... I don't want you to feel it again if ti's something bad... I'm sad cause i want you to be fine...
 - There's no need to be sad dolly, it's already over, you don't have to make such a sad face...
 - Ok... Just because you asked...
 - ... You wanna cry?... Your voice is weakened...
 - ... Yeah...
 - It's ok, here, let me hug you...

 Sven hold Walay's waist and swiftly pulled her to his lap, making she lay her head on his sholder slowly and petting her head swiftly wile he heard she start crying.

 - ... Walay...
 - ... Sorry... I guess i messed up my makeup... - She sayed trough sobs.
 - ... I love you anyways dolly... - He wispered more to himself than to anyone else - ... You don't need any of this foolish stuff to keep me close from you...

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