She knew he wouldn’t like her answer but to Mishiko… death was not enough. However, the rest of her human life as her personal servant made a lovely welcome home gift. Yes, Nastu would trail and serve the woman she so despised and Mishiko would make every effort to make sure she felt the extensiveness of her treason.<br/><br/>No Chikage would not like her answer at all… but for her… a woman was not broken in death. She was broken in spirit. And breaking Natsu’s spirit was something that would not keep the succubus awake at night.<br/><br/>As her love entered she stayed out of sight and therefore out of mind. Listening quietly she could feel him. She could feel her Mate’s anger. He was holding back for her. The thought made her lean back against the wall with a small smile. He did love her. Fighting that inner demon just for her...<br/><br/>She would do well to tame that beast of his later. It would prove to be fun.<br/><br/>Listening closely she found it cute that Chikage unknowingly had given her a nickname. ‘Mishi now is it?’ It was odd for her. She should be raging mad but her lover did well to make her smile. Perhaps this is what a lack of fear did. She did not fear any outcome. She trusted him.<br/><br/>It wasn’t long… Chikage was fierce in his approach as usual. The poor Natsu loved him dearly… she could tell. In her own little dramatic way she felt like she had won in Mishiko’s absence. Now it was time for reality to sit in.<br/><br/>Raising up from the wall the beautiful woman opened the screen door slowly and entered into the humid room. Slowly she closed the door behind her. One step at a time she moved closer to them both.<br/><br/>She had tried her lover’s patience enough… and he was most important; more so important than her vengeance. “Now now my love, I could feel your rage from the mainland. Remember, you don’t have to forgive… merely tolerate.” She spoke in his ear softly as she took his hand and placed it against her cheek delicately enjoying its warmth. Before letting it fall away. Turning away from him she sighed in a blissful kind of way.<br/><br/>“You know he’s right. It is your lucky day… you get mercy from your beloved Lord. However…” She leaned down and picked up Natsu’s chin to look her in the eyes. Lavender against emerald green. One with power, the other with fear. “Your Lady has returned… and I am not all that pleased.”<br/><br/>Running a lengthened claw against Natsu’s cheek Mishiko did not even blink as she ran it down her cheek feeling the warm blood against her hand.<br/>Under normal circumstances it was dishonorable to scar a woman’s face. Turning to her lover with nothing but revenge in her eyes… she couldn’t find it in her to care. “A little something… to remember your place… for the rest of your days.” She smirked slightly as she watched the wound fester a bit… it would sting… it would hurt and it would scar.<br/><br/>The raven haired woman was ready to play dirty.<br/><br/>“You see Natsu….” Turning her face to look at her with interest. “I’m upset because you forgot something.” Sighing with disappointment she continued, “You forgot my injured body on the Mansion steps.” With speed and reflexes only known to her, she backhanded Natsu across the very same cheek. “And that my dear… is just unacceptable.” Looking down on her she saw her pitiful form covered by a pink kimono.<br/><br/>Leaning down Mishiko took hold of the fabric and ripped it from the woman. “Now now, don’t be shy… me and Chikage are both very understanding of your body. The thing is… it is human. You are human and as a human you forget your very small place in our world.” Tossing the Kimono into the hot water Mishiko reached down and pulled up Natsu by her upper arm.<br/><br/>Turning the frail woman, she placed her back against her chest as she looked over her shoulder to look at her Lord. Her eyes flickered crimson in her enjoyment. “Look at him. Isn’t he the image of godliness? That strength…. Those eyes…” She purred. “And you honestly thought he wanted you? Perhaps you provided him company however, you were just a placeholder. A mere tool to be used.”<br/><br/>Moving Natsu’s blonde hair from her shoulders, Mishiko let her neck be bare. “Humans… with your short years… and even shorter tempers. Your jealousy rules you… even as I speak you are aging… on your way to death. What could you have truly offered him? By the looks of things… he never offered you anything.”<br/><br/>“Now, let us get to a simple understanding here you and me.” Running her hand down Natsu’s side she dug her claws into it roughly making sure she bled. Not enough to kill her… not even enough to lose consciousness. Enough for an increased awareness and a lower threshold to pain. “Notice how he doesn’t move to save you. Notice how he watches with diligence… notice how he is not the slightest bit interested in your fate. That is because… he is mine.”<br/><br/>Breathing in the scent of fear only heightened her senses as she pushed her fingers a bit more into Natsu’s side. “Do you see that anger in his eyes… the next time you cross me… your head will be on a pike in the middle of the village. And there will be nothing I can say to save you.”<br/>Removing her fingers roughly from Natsu’s side she pushed her forward and spun on her heel. With a slight arc of her kimono sleeve Mishiko turned and sliced her down with all five claws slicing across her back. “For the next time you decide to cross me.” The raven haired beauty could only watch as Nastu became a crumpled bloodied mess on the onsen floor.<br/><br/>Looming over her… she exhaled slowly. Even Mishiko wanted to feel the life leave her body but she had an empire to build for her lover. Surely even she could use a servant. Walking over her body she moved to her beloved. “Shall we?” She said gesturing towards the screen door?” Before leaving however Mishiko called out over her shoulder…<br/><br/>“When you are done lying there, I expect to see you by morning to receive your new station.” She didn’t care if Natsu needed time to heal. Just like Natsu didn’t care if Mishiko bled out on the steps of her own damn home.<br/><br/>Looking up to her beloved she smiled softly, "Welcome home my love."