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When Tears Don't Fall	By : Zuzanny Category: +M through R > Pirates of Dark Water Views: 4344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The characters of "Pirates of Dark Water" do not belong to me. I don't remember all the stuff the characters can do, coz as I said in the first part, I haven't seen the show for several years.

December 2002- January 2003

When Tears Wont Fall

by Zuzanny
Part 4

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"You know, I just don't understand it." Tula told Ioz as they walked back from the tavern to the hotel that they and Ren were being housed in. "Why? All this time Bloth had been saying how he wanted to kill Ren, and then when he had the chance he didn't."
"There are worse thingsdo tdo to a person than kill them." Ioz told her sollemly. She gave him a 'huh?' expression. "And I fear that Bloth may have been successful..."
"What can be worse than killing someone?"
"Noi-jittut, woman!" Ioz growled at her. "You are beyond dense today!" He grabbed hold of her arm, spinning her around to face him. "Just think about it for a second! What would be worse than dying to you? At least then you would be out of your misery."
Tula glared at him and actually thought for a few seconds. "Loosing my legs..." She said. "Or being married to Bloth..." Then her eyes widened with horror. She had meant that in jest but then realised the likelihood. "No." She said. "That's not possible."
Ioz crossed his arms and said nothing.
"But he's a boy!" Tula cried.
"Aye, and a pretty one at that."
"I still don't understand how it could be possible."
"Trust me. It is." Ioz continued walking leaving Tula to stand where she was, staring after him. "What better way to completely destroy your enemy?" He left it hanging.
"Then fuck them." Tula whispered.

***
Ioz continued down the hallway. He had been heading to his room, but changed his mind. He went to Ren's room instead. The old woman that had tended his shoulder wound was hurrying away from Ren's room, her lined face lit up as she saw him, which was cause enough to make Ioz wary. But it was relief that made her face shine.
"There you are." she shuffled to a stop in front of Ioz. "I need your help. He's in a state. I need to gather some herbs to-"
That was all Ioz heard before there was a Ren-sounding scream and Ioz was bursting into the room with the old woman trailing behind him. "What the HELL?!"
Ren's wrists were tied to the bed head, and he was struggling so much that the blankets which had been tightly tucked in around his naked self were now in a pile on the floor, and the bed banged against the wall. Sweat streamed over his flushed, arching body, and he pinned Ioz with a pleading, craze-eyed look. "PLEASE!" It was half a scream half a moan. "I NEED it!"
Ioz watched the woman as she hurried to Ren's side, pulling up the blankets as she went and brushed his hair from his face. He arched into her touch, eyes fluttering closed. "We discussed this, child." She said softly. "You just need to rest. I will be back soon with something that will help you. Nice Ioz is going to watch you till I get back, ok?"
"But I'm so hoooot." He whined pitifully.
"I know, I know. I'm going to make something to cool you down. Try to rest." The woman gave him another pat and then stepped out of his reach and over to Ioz, who was starring with horrorfied fascination at his gyrating friend.
"Is... that... some form of... " He struggled to find words.
"Withdrawral, as far as I can tell." She confirmed. "To me it appears that that filth used some kind of... poison to keep him open to, um, suggestion. I'm not sure what it is yet, but I will do all I can. I have tied him up so that he will not hurt himself or anyone else. He is quite wild."
Ioz nodded still watching, again cursing Bloth. "I bet I know what it was." He said quietly. "If I'm right, depending on how often that sea-slime used it, it it will not be easy to get rid of. If it's what I think it is, it's a systemic poison. I hope you can help him."
The old witch eyed him knowingly. "And just what do you think it is?"
"A Dream Tide snake." Ioz said. The woman took in a deep breath.
"I... see. That explains..." She waved her hand over to Ren's direction.
"Please..." Ren panted. "I need... it! Unnh! Feels soooo goooood...."
"I'll leave you to it." The woman said, flushed scarlet, and was gone. Ioz took a deep steadying breath.

***
Later that night Ioz took a long cold shower in a nearby waterfall. He knew the Dream Tide snake did... uh, THINGS to a person's mind and body, but he never knew Ren could talk so DIRTY! It was so hot listening to him. Ioz felt himself flushing at the memory of the things Ren had said and described. How Ren moaned and arched as he acted out and described what he wanted done to him. It made Ioz think... Then he dunked himself under the water again. He felt angry with himself for letting him self think of Ren with his nether regions and not his mind. /Those things he said, how do you think he knew it felt like that?/ That was bitter tasting enough of a thought to cool down any hot thoughts about the young prince.

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Ioz padded back inside the hotel, towel around his neck, still damp from his bath. His clothes clung to him a bit. Some other guests at the hotel let their eyes roam. Ioz winked at them but that was as far as it went. He went again to the young prince's room and found the old woman there tending to rather sedate prince who was curled up under the blankets, facing the wall. Ioz knocked before entering. The old woman looked up from packing up her herbs, but Ren stayed unresponsive.
"How is he?" Ioz whispered to her.
"As far as I can tell," She whispered back. "incredibly embarrassed." She picked up the last of her things and left. Ioz closed the door after her and sat in the chair beside Ren's bed. He sat. And waited. And waited.
"What do you want." Ren's voice demanded.
"Nothing." Ioz said. "Just that you recover as much as you can."
Ren sniffed and pulled the blankets completely over his head, scooting down under them to the centre of the bed. "Leave me alone." The words were muffled from under the blankets.
"Ren," Ioz said gently. "It's not your fault. I know what-"
"Shut up! Just go!"
Ioz sighed, and rose. "I'll come back tomorrow." He left. Even after he closed the door he heard Ren sobbing.
To be continued...
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