Dragon Seal: Chapter 1

"It's my way to life! You don't have any right to change it." Arika sat on her bed and pointed her finger to me while shouted.

I just looked at her. Looked at her tears. At her wet lips. I couldn't say a thing. I was mesmerized by the beauty of painful expression. My heart beat faster, I was in love with that hurt expression. It showed the pain in her heart. She just couldn't hold it any longer. She would become more beautiful if she hold it a little longer.

"Arika...after this, what can hurt you more?" mesmerized by the expression, I wanted to see more of her hurt expression.

Arika glared at me, hurt and angry, beautifully. "What are you trying to do? I can't understand your way of thinking! You forbid me to do everything I like, to get everything I want. You told me about everything that hurt me, and then you want me to stop painting. Not only that, you destroy all of my painting!" shouted her.

I smiled and whispered, "Not all of your painting. There is one left."

I turned my body and walked away from the bed room, "Where are you going?" I heard Arika's shouting.

I heard her when she climbed down of her bed and her steps when she's chasing after me. I smiled and continued to walk to the living room. There is a big painting. That was Arika's dead father's painting.

"That is my father's painting, my favorite among all and my most precious. You know, my father told me that the goddess in the painting is the friend of the earth. She tried to help the earth from pain and dying. Even if it's hurt her, because she has to lose her loved one." I remembered Arika's words.

I looked at the picture, it was a beautiful picture. A beautiful woman with a black hair cried in a solemn moment on an altar. She hugged herself in pain. Beautiful picture, but I wouldn't be able to see it again.

I approached it, "What are you going to do?" I heard Arika's voice in panic.

I took it from the wall and released it from the frame. I turned my body around and my eyes met with Arika's. I took a cutter from my pocket and started to cut the painting. Arika's eyes grew bigger but she didn't stop me, might be couldn't stop me. I knew how it felt to see your precious being destroyed. First you would be shock enough that couldn't even breath then you would started to cry or angry.

Arika's tears flew down on her check. She looked at the painting with sad and hurt eyes, but when she looked at me her eyes full of hatred. I cut the painting continually. Until no effort could be done to stick it again. Not only that, I burn some big pieces. That painting could never be repaired again.

I didn't see when Arika was coming and slap me on the check, "What are you doing! How can you do that?!" her voice was mix of pain and hate.

Her straight red hair was messy, her expression mix of angry and hopeless, her eyes were red and swollen. She's looked so beautiful.

"Get out." whispered her. "GET OUT!" she shouted.

I walked to the door and after glanced to the beautiful scene for the last time, walk out from her apartment room. After I got out from the building, I took my cigarette and lit it. I just couldn't forget that scene.

She was my 15th girl friend. After I gave her all sweetness I had, it's time for her to give her all I wanted to see. That painful expression and those angry eyes with hopeless face. That what I wanted the most. Not much. I didn't need money, things or her body. Just those.

I walked to my residence and thought about my action before. Actually I felt guilty about destroyed her painting. But it's worth and even I didn't destroy it. I couldn't see it anymore. I arrived at my residence. When I opened the door, it was dark inside. I didn't bother to light the room and walked to my room and lied down.

I closed my eyes and repeat that scene again. Not long before I turned on. Those kinds of expression make me aroused. I imagine that scene and began to masturbate. Then fell asleep afterward.