#a raven has arrived my lady ❖ ooc ask

[fyrborn]

what are viserion's thoughts on viserys? if viserys didn't die, would he be viserion's rider?

anonymous ✧ i gave a really ugly laugh when i read this i’m so sorry

&&. to simply put it, vis does not have the best opinion or outlook of who he was named after and if viserys didn’t die he would definitely not be his rider. in comparison to his siblings, vis hates who he was named after the most. while yes, he was named after his mother’s brother, i do imagine that vis does harbor a form of resentment for it. after all, names hold so much meaning. 

that aside, it really depends because while viserys does have the ambition to get what he wants, I would say that he lacks the resolve to get what he wants in the end. that in turn would affect the way vis would react and ultimately see him as a rider and if he would later keep viserys as one.

[thebountyfucker]

The Two Princes - Royal AU

NSFW - 18+ ONLY

Embo x F!Reader x Cad Bane

Tags: sex party, public sex, double penetration, threesome, blowjob, handjob, overstimulation, maybe ooc but this is an AU so I don't care lol

CW: mentions of drugs, prostitution, power imbalance (the reader is a hired attendant, and both Embo and Cad are princes. Reader is not a part of either of their domains, so they have no control over her. However, I did want to include it just in case)

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“So explain to me again what is going on?”

“There’s nothing else to say.” Your boss replied as he sorted through his collection of datapads, his fingers flicking through the stack until he found the right one. He pulled it out and thrust it in your direction. “Ya gotta sign it.”

“Sign… what?” You took the datapad into your hands and powered it on. A file appeared, one that was rather lengthy and full of legal words that you couldn’t, for the life of you, understand. You parsed through the paragraphs of Aurebesh, before pausing and glancing up. “Is this an NDA?”

“Yep.” Your boss was quick to reply, turning his stout body from you to search around his office for something else. You uneasily returned your attention to the swirling legalese, and faltered. Your boss noticed your hesitancy, and sighed. “I can tell you this - it’s the royal folk. One of them is planning some shindig, and needs you and the girls to help take care of them.”

“Is it… safe?”

“You tell me. You know them royal folk better than I do.”

You wouldn’t exactly say you knew them; one one-night stand with Prince Cad hardly seemed to count, in your opinion. Though, if this party was hosted by a royal, there was a good chance that you’d get to see him again. He’d protect you if things went wrong, right? You stared down at the datapad, and your boss huffed impatiently.

“Look, sign it or don’t. I need to know who to staff now. They aren’t the patient type.”

“Alright, alright.” You scribbled your signature down on the line and your boss snatched the datapad from your hand. He tossed it aside and waddled around from the other side of the desk, gesturing with two fingers for you to follow him.

“You and the others will caravan to The Veil, where you’ll meet the employer. Remember, none of what happens tonight can be talked about, or we’ll be sued to shit. You understand?” You nodded again at this, the uneasy sensation rising in your stomach once more. Your boss glanced over his shoulder at you, and scoffed. “They ain’t gonna eat you! Relax!”

“Easy for you, perhaps.” You muttered under your breath as you both slipped into the meeting room. About fifteen young women - your coworkers - were waiting in the room. Most seemed just as confused as you were.

“The employer has everything you’ll need. Don’t let them talk you into doing anything that isn’t in your job description, okay? You’re attendants, not whores.” Your boss drawled as he crossed his arms over his chest. The last line, specifically, caught your attention. You’re attendants, not whores. What about this job warranted that comment? He had to know more than he was letting on, and this bothered you. You supposed he, likely, had to sign a similar NDA, but at the same time, you hated going into jobs blind. Things were more likely to go wrong this way… and the royals weren’t the type you wanted to disappoint. “Get your asses moving. He’s waiting on you.”

-

The Veil was unlike anything you had ever seen before - it was a meeting hall affiliated with Azvergin Hotel - a high-end joint for billionaires and royals alike. This meeting hall was just as high-class, with high ceilings and sculpted arches and hand-carved crown moulding. Columns lined the grand hall, holding the heavy mosaic ceilings from toppling to the floor. Famous artwork was displayed along the walls. You were so caught in how awe-inspiring this hall was, you hardly noticed the room was empty. There were no tables or chairs to be seen - something you expected for a function fit for royalty.

“This way.” The grounds-keeper spoke, pulling your attention from the details of the room; it was then that you finally noticed how quiet everything was. You turned towards the groundskeeper, watching as they turned down a long hallway. You jogged after them, your coworkers following closely behind.

“Where is everything?” You asked, and the groundskeeper glanced over their shoulder at you.

“Downstairs.”

“Right…”

They turned to the left and knocked on a door; a small peephole opened, and someone from within called out.

“Who are these ladies?”

“Attendants.” The groundskeeper explained. “The prince sent for them.”

The peephole closed, and the door opened instead. The guard gestured for you to enter, which you did; you slowly descended down the flight of stairs, noting that the lighting had dimmed and that low, sultry music was playing over hidden speakers. You turned to look at your girls, the pieces of this puzzle slowly forming in your head; it wasn’t until the door opened that things finally started making sense.

The room was much smaller than the grand hall above, without the frills and displays of wealth. It was hard to tell what colors the walls and floors were, given how dark the room was compared to the hall above. Plush chairs, chaises, and even beds were dotted around the room. Men and women were already wandering around, dressed in lingerie or kink apparel. They glanced at you and your party, but didn’t say anything.

Against the wall closest to the entrance of the room was a table covered in sex toys, condoms, lube, and little flags of various colors.

You understood the NDA now; this was not your typical job. No… this was a sex party. You had been hired, by one of the royals, to attend to them while they’re likely doing dope and fucking the brains out of prostitutes. Great. This would be fun.

A door to the left of the room opened up, and out stepped Prince Embo, the tall, broad chested Kyuzan prince. He wore a loosely tied satin robe, which exposed his defined chest; tattooed across his exposed skin were dark green, blocky symbols. You could make out the facsimile of a sun printed along his collarbone, though no other shapes made sense to you. Your gaze trailed down his chest and abdomen, before noting the loose tie which held his robe shut. You wondered if he was wearing anything underneath it…

Embo cleared his throat, and you startled, your gaze ripped from the knot of his closure. Your gaze flicked up to his face, before you remember that he was royalty and some royals found eye contact with subordinates to be threatening; you briefly met his gaze, noting the amusement in his face, before you cast your gaze to the floor.

“What is this?” He inquired, looking you all over; he waded through the crowd, looking over each and every one of you personally. His hand ghosted across the back of your neck, sending shivers straight down your spine. “My attendants, yes? Come. I have uniforms for you.”

You tentatively followed him into the room he had just exited from. He started rifling through a box, paying no mind as the sixteen of you gathered around you.

“What will be our role here tonight, your majesty?”

“Attendants. As is your job title.” He answered bluntly as he pulled out enough uniforms and set them aside. “You do not have to do what you are not trained for. Just offer drinks and take care of my guests.”

“I… well… okay.” You nodded as you grabbed one of the dresses - they were short, but not too revealing. Guests would definitely be able to tell the difference between you and the entertainment, even in the dim light. You held it up to you, noting that the prince was watching you. His gaze held interest, but no ill intent; you weren’t sure why, but your stomach somersaulted and your heart skipped a beat.

“Is that a problem, miss?”

“No, your majesty.” You replied, and he stood to his full height, towering over you in a way not many others could. This, embarrassingly, sent spikes of pleasure to your cunt. If he was this tall, you knew he had a huge cock to match.

“Good. My guests shall be arriving any time now. Do not keep us waiting too long.”

He ducked out of the room, giving you ample room and privacy to change. You slipped out of your work uniform and pulled on the given dress; it was red in color, and made of silk. It clung to your body, accentuating your curves; there was something about this dress that made you feel so pretty. Most other uniforms you were given were unflattering at best and purposely ugly at the best. You appreciated the prince’s good tastes.

The others gossiped about the situation you all were in as you pulled on your shoes. You weren’t much for gossip usually, but you understood how odd this situation was.

“So the rumors of the Prince are true!”

“Who knew that a royal could have such a ravenous appetite!”

“Of course he would! Those types always get what they want.”

You chuckled as your mind wandered to your night with Cad. They weren’t entirely wrong; royals were just as fickle and just as horny as everyone else. But you couldn’t imagine Cad throwing such a party. Hell, you couldn’t even imagine him attending such a circus! Prince Embo surely was something else...

You made sure your shoes were on tightly, and slipped out the door. You wanted to get a feel for the place before the chaos began. You took note of the supplies on the table near the door, and of the bar you had somehow missed. So far, there was nothing illegal, but you weren’t certain it would stay that way.

The main floor was still only populated by prostitutes at this point, despite the Prince’s warning that guests would soon be arriving. Some were fixing their hair or make-up, and some were chatting it up with anyone around. Missing, however, was the Prince. You tried to find his towering frame in the crowd, but that was easier said than done.

A hand slid across your back to your shoulders, and you jumped in surprise. You turned, noting Prince Embo staring back at you. You lowered your gaze respectfully, and he responded by wheeling you around to face him, and gripping your chin in his free hand.

“I think I would like for you to be my personal attendant tonight.” He purred, tipping your head back so he could look at you better. His glowing gold eyes searched your soul, and you couldn’t help but bite your lip in response. “Pretty thing. It is too bad you are not one of my entertainers tonight.”

His presence was engulfing, and your heart skipped a beat. His thumb brushed over your lips, and you had to stop yourself from parting your lips and accepting it into your mouth. Mindlessly, you edged closer, and the hand on your shoulder slid downward….

“Well, I’ll be damned.” A familiar voice drawled and you winced; of all the people that could have walked through the door at this time, it had to be Cad. The only royal who actively had a past with you, and the one you figured wouldn’t dare be seen at such a function. You turned away from Embo’s grasp, glancing over at an amused Cad. “Didn’t expect t’ see ya here.”

“I only hire the best.” Embo explained, sauntering over to his chair, which overlooked the rest of the room.

“Yeah. De best.” Cad smirked. There was no malice in his tone; rather, you figured this was his attempt at teasing. “Dat’s de one dat spilled wine all over yer mother’s dress."

Blood rushed to your face, and you were thankful that the lights are so dim; you had just barely forgotten about that whole mess, and now Cad had to bring it back up - to the Queen’s own son, nonetheless! You wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and die.

Your self-pitying was cut short by a loud laugh from Embo; at first, you were glad that he wasn’t upset by this information. But then, you realized that he was likely laughing at you. Your mood soured, and you crossed your arms over your chest in a pout.

“So that was you? Oh, my mother raved about you for days after that.” Embo leaned back on his little throne, spreading out like he owned the place. Maybe he did.

“I… what?” You dropped your arms, confused.

“You gave her an excuse to change out of that gods-awful dress my father bought her. She wanted to hire you to ruin whatever gifts he gave her, but we had to talk her out of it.”

“Shouldn’t have.” Cad chuckled. “It would be the best job she’d ever have in her miserable little peasant life.”

“Hey now.” You frowned. “We talked about this.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.” Cad waved you off as he drew closer. “You wouldn’t happen t’ be available tonight?”

“She is an attendant, Cad. And mine for the night.”

“Figures. You always bag de good ones.” Cad shook his head as he stood; he looked you up and down with a licentious smirk. “I’ll see you ‘round, den.”

“Of course.”

You watched Cad retreat to settle in a nearby chair. One of the prostitutes - a handsome man - approached, sitting on the arm of the chair. Well… at least Cad was there in case things got out of hand.

Embo called to you, and you turned toward him; he gestured with his two fingers, watching with an intensity as you approached. You bowed your head when you reached the foot of his chair, and he tsked.

“None of that.” He told you. “There is no need for pleasantries here. Now… fetch me a drink.”

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You had never been around so much sex in your entire life. Everywhere you turned, there was someone giving someone else head, or someone riding someone else’s dick. The room was filled with the sounds of skin against skin, of gagging, of slicked up cunts… and the moans… oh the moans!

You edged around one of the beds -where a princess was getting gangbanged by a group of various alien men- carrying the tray of goodies to your prince. Embo was leaned back in his chair, looking surprisingly bored even as two ladies fondled his cock. You leaned down to hand him his drink, which he accepted with a grunt.

“You don’t seem to be enjoying this, my Prince.”

He just shrugged nonchalantly as he sipped at his drink. “I am not feeling particularly inspired.”

With a wave of the hand, he dismissed the two ladies, and closed his robe up. You set your tray down and knelt before him. He carded a hand through your hair, muttering something in his mother tongue. “Is there anything I can do to make this a better experience?”

He glanced over at you, his gaze lazily trailing down your form; something - which you figured was lust- sparked in his golden eyes, but he was not quick to act on his feelings. He gestured with his free hand, and you offered him some sort of smokable, which you figured was not smart given his need for a breathing mask. He lit it and slumped back in his chair.

“No. Stay your course, kamour.”

“Are you sure, my Prince? I… am offering to help you. You hired me to help, right?” You inquired, reaching out to touch his hand. He glanced over at you, and you wondered how much convincing it would take him before he realized you were serious. Not much, it turned out.

“I am no monster. Say the word and I will let you go.”

“Of course.” You settled between his parted legs, your soft hands slowly sliding up his naked thighs. What was it your boss said? Oh, that you were attendants and not whores. Well, what he didn’t know wouldn’t kill him.

Your hands swept under his satin robe, parting it open to reveal his large cock. You wrapped your hand around the base of it, and slowly worked your way up his length. He was already hard from the ministrations of the prostitutes, the head of his cock flushed a deep and needy green. You leaned forward, gathering spit in your mouth before drooling it out onto his cock; you locked gazes with him as you spread your saliva down and around his shaft.

“Now, dat ain’t fair.” Cad’s voice startled you from your task, and you turned to spy him sitting on the arm of an unused chair. He was completely naked, with his arms crossed over his chest. “You said she was an attendant.”

“I did not lie. She is attending.” Embo put his mask back into place, and ran his hand through your hair. “She is doing her duty.”

“Yeah, well, I want in on dis.”

“That is up to her.”

You hardly even had to think - you reached for Cad, wrapping your hand around his slick, hard cock. You gave him a pump, and Cad hissed through gritted teeth in response. You gestured for him to move closer, and he did; the princes met gazes but said nothing to each other as you reached the other hand out to stroke Embo’s cock.

You stroked them both at the same time, reveling in the hisses and grunts trickling from their mouths. The way their cocks pulsed in your hands was enough to make your pussy tingle, and arousal slowly built within you. There was something depraved about this - about a lowly attendant pleasuring two powerful princes in the midst of a sex party - but the depravity only added to your pleasure. You could hardly stop yourself from grinding your needy cunt against the heel of your own foot.

“Enough of dis pussy-footin’. Are ya gonna suck me off or what?” Cad drawled, as impatient as ever; you quirked a brow as you leaned forward to give him a long, wet lick. He growled in response, his hands threading in your hair. “Come on, doll… don’t be teasin’ me now.”

“You forget that you weren’t the first man I was pleasing.” You replied, your voice wavering. You weren’t sure it was a good idea to talk back to him, especially in this position. Though, you supposed, you held the power when you held his cock. Any wayward comment and you were in a prime position to bite him. You figured he wouldn’t risk it.

Cad scoffed and you leaned away to wrap your lips around the head of Embo’s cock. He chuckled and leaned back.

“She is not lying.”

“You shut up.” Cad muttered as he pressed a hand to the back of your head, almost as if he was trying to guide you. You rolled your eyes but didn’t protest.

It went like this for a while - you’d take one into your mouth, bobbing and sucking like a good little whore, before pulling away to take the other one. You felt oddly powerful knowing you had the ability to bring these two princes to their knees with only a touch. You reveled in this power for as long as you could before Embo lifted you up and sat you on his lap. He pulled you close to his chest, purring.

“I am going in you.” He told you, giving you ample time to back out of it. When you didn’t protest, he lifted you as though you weighed nothing, and turned you to face Cad. He guided you onto his cock, and you winced as the head slipped into your drooling cunt. You hadn’t realized that he was quite this large. He gripped your hips, controlling how slowly you eased down onto him so you didn’t hurt yourself.

Cad waited until you were ready before offering his cock to your mouth once more. You parted your lips, your eyes half-lidded and darkened with lust, and he chuckled.

“Are ya cock-dumb already, doll?” He reached out to tangle his hand in your hair. “Are our cocks just dat good?”

You nodded in response to this, greedily latching around his cock and sucking hard. He let out a hiss and tugged at your hair, spurning you to start bobbing up and down his length. At the same time, you had fully engulfed Embo, sheathing his cock deep within you. Your whine was lost amongst the sloppy slurps of Cad’s cock easing in and out of your wet mouth.

Embo slowly, gingerly, eased in and out of you, taking care not to hurt you in the process. Every time he pulled his cock half out of you, you took Cad’s cock to the hilt with a gag. Every time Embo bottomed out within you, you pulled away to breathe. It was tough to find the right rhythm at first, but when you did, the pleasure was all-encompassing. Your head was spinning, arousal burning deep within the well of your stomach; your eyes rolled back and your hands went to your breasts, squeezing so tightly you were sure they’d bruise.

“Think she could take us both in there?” Cad asked, and your mind wandered at the prospect. You imagined the sensation of their cocks filling up your cunt, stretching you out in a way you’ve never felt before. The idea was fascinating, and a bit frightening. You didn’t realize that you were drooling around Cad’s cock until your spit splattered on your thigh.

Embo leaned you back against his chest, a finger probing at your cock-stuffed pussy. He slipped it inside, and your eyes went wide; Cad’s cock slipped from your mouth as the air vacated your lungs. You quivered against Embo, a pathetic little whimper escaping your lips.

“No… not unless you intend to split her in half.”

“Shame.” Cad shook his head; he pondered for a minute, before tipping your chin up. “Stay here. I’ll be back.”

As if you had other plans. Embo rested his head against you shoulder, purring softly. “I would like to see your pretty face, kamour.”

“Alright.” You turned around, facing the prince; you couldn’t tell for sure, but you guessed he was smiling behind that mask of his. His large hand cupped your cheek, and you leaned into his warmth.

“Beautiful.” He slowly rocked his hips up into you again, and you whimpered. “A beautiful, sex drunk whore. You like my cock, hm?”

“Yes.” You breathed, matching his thrusts by rolling your hips; his finger slipped out of your cunt, and instead stroked your swollen, trembling clit. A fire built in your stomach, and your vision went blurry. Your orgasm was within reach! You gasped out his name, your voice strained yet velveteen. Embo’s eyes brightened at this, and he reached up to wrap a steady hand around your neck.

“Say it again. Say my name again.” He commanded, his voice husky with his own desire. You whimpered.

“Embo….”

“Again!” He rubbed at your clit faster, slamming up into you with a ferocity you had never felt before. You could hardly find the strength within you, but you couldn’t displease him.

“Embo!” You cried out, your entire body quivering as the fire of orgasm consumed you. Your head danced in the clouds as your body went limp and useless against him. He held you close, his hands dancing over your form.

“Shit, did I miss out on all de fun?”

You lifted your head and glanced over your shoulder to spy Cad with his hands on his hips. You shook your head, your tongue weighing like lead in your mouth. You gestured for him to draw closer, which he did, and you gave his now condom-clad cock a stroke.

“I do think she can take more.” Embo hummed, his hand rubbing at your thigh. You nodded in agreement at this, and Cad leaned down to nip at your neck.

“Good. Do you still want to take de both of us?”

“Yes!” You chirped, and Cad chuckled.

“So eager.” Cad maneuvered you into Embo’s chest, giving him better access to your ass. Cad lubed you up with a bottle he had grabbed from somewhere, and gently eased into you. A strangled cry escaped from somewhere within you as Cad brushed against the thin, sensitive wall separating his cock from Embo’s. You could hardly keep yourself upright, the sensations quickly overwhelming you; Embo had to keep you from falling completely limp onto his chest.

“Easy now. This is not too much for you, is it?”

You shook your head at this. “N-no.”

“‘Course it ain’t.” Cad yanked on your hair, pulling your head back enough so you could look him in the eyes. He smirked, and then sheathed himself within you. You let out a cry, and his smirk deepened into a depraved smile. “Yer a good lil’ doll. You can handle us.”

“Yes! Yes!” You whined in agreement as they both slowly rocked into you. Every inch of you was set ablaze as they took turns massaging that oh-so-sensitive wall. Cad released your hair, his hand instead sliding down to roll your nipple between two of his fingers. His other hand gripped at your hip, keeping you steady. Embo’s hand returned to your clit, pinching and rolling the overstimulated bud around until you were panting and pleading for release. Your admissions only made them hasten their paces, and soon, they were both slamming into you. Your head lolled back on your useless neck, resting squarely on Cad’s chest; your legs quivered and jerked as you chased after your second orgasm. Hands wandered, acquainting themselves with every aspect of your body; this only added fuel to the fire which threatened to consume you once more.

With only a few more thrusts, you came undone. Your vision went white as you rode waves of pure bliss, only faintly aware of how erratic their paces had become. It wasn’t until Cad lurched forward and bit you that you were pulled from your euphoria.

His fangs pierced your skin, surely drawing blood; his orgasm, contained by the condom, manifested in quick, jerky motions up into you. Slowly, he eased out of you, lapping up any blood that had trickled from the wound.

Embo found his pleasure not long after that, shooting his cum deep within you; the searing heat of his seed was unexpected, but wasn’t unpleasant. You were almost certain that if he hadn’t been wearing his mask, he probably would have bit you too. He, unlike Cad, didn’t ease out of you. He let you decide what it was you wanted to do, even if it meant keeping his soft cock in you until he hardened up again. You did, however, ease off of him to sit on his lap.

“Dat was good, doll. I might need t’ keep ya around.”

“Yes, well, you may have competition.” He leaned toward you, humming. “Though, I suppose it would be your choice.”

“Who says I have to choose?” You managed, your voice sultry. They cast glances at each other, and Cad shrugged.

“‘Spose that could work.”

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You leaned back into the warm chest of one of your Princes. Huh. You liked the sound of that. Who would have thought that someone like you could pull two Princes!

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[its-nyakemi-nya]

Twisted Wonderland One Shot Raffle #4: Fluff!Lilia Vanrouge x Child!Female!Reader x Fluff!Malleus Draconia

pumpkiethepie: I'm so happy :') I don't know if it's possible, so tell me if you don't want to do it or don't understand because English is not my first language, I would like a one shot with a child!reader who arrives at NRC like in the game's prologue by coffin at the entrance ceremony but she's only 7/8 years old, and everyone is panicking and Reader is crying, so Lilia and Malleus take care of her and at the end they adopt her as their daughter, with lot of fluff and bonding moments, and maybe reader with a harsh past, please ~

Our fourth one shot nya! Won and requested by @pumpkiethepie nya! You’ve won twice already nya XD Dem, your lucky nya XD Gimme your luck nya XD Hahaha nya XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland nya. I only own the plot of this one shot nya.

P.S. I would like to apologise for Lilia and Malleus being OOC and my grammatical errors nya. Enjoy nya!

Everyone looked at you in confusion.

“I don’t believe my eyes! After many years of being a headmaster, I never imagined that a human from another world got transported here,” Crowley said, sulking, “You don’t have magic and what’s worse is that you’re a child!”

You just blinked as you scanned everyone in the room. Yes, I know that the boys in the room are gorgeous! However, you’re a child here. In your perspective, they look quite frightening and intimidating. You’re already quivering in fear.

“W-whe-where’s m-my mama and pa-papa?” You asked as you’re in brink of tears. They might not be good parents to you but it’s better to have a familiar face than none.

“Ummm..sadly, they are not here. Ummm...they are somewhere far away from here. You probably might not see them again,” Crowley answered. It’s probably not the best answer as you started to cry hearing the last sentence. Real smooth, Headmaster Crowley.

Everyone is either still at the state of confusion or in a state of panic. Who could blame them? You’re a child. The state of everyone is all thanks to errr...a certain one brain cell headmaster of NRC.

“That’s not how you should answer the child’s question, Headmaster Crowley,” Lilia said as he walked towards your crying figure.

You looked up to him with tears in your eyes. He smiled, crouched down your level and patted your head, “There, there, little one. Hush now.” He carried you and started to caress your hair. 

Little by little, you were calmed down my the soothing feeling and eventually, you fell asleep in his arms.

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“Since when did we allow that child to be here?” Sebek asked angrily as he glared at your small figure.

You hid behind Lilia’s leg while holding his uniform tighter as you’re eyes started to tear up.

“No, now, Sebek. You’re scaring her,” Lilia said.

“Oh my. What’s with all the commotion?”

“Young master,” Sebek bowed at Malleus.

“Greetings, Sebek, Lilia,” Malleus greeted the two. Then his eyes fell upon your frightened figure.

He looks at you and smiled. You slowly went out of your hiding spot, which was behind Lilia’s leg, and walked towards him. You stared at him for a few seconds and realized that he’s a good person. That and you’re quite fascinated with his horns. You extend your arms towards him and said, “Up, up.”

Lilia smiled, “Looks like the little lady wants you to carry her.”

“The nerve of-”

“I don’t mind” Malleus said, cutting of Sebek, as he carried you right into his arms. You giggled as you tried to reach for his horns.

Malleus chuckled at your gesture, “Now, now, little one. Do you really want to touch my horns?”

Sebek gritted his teeth since Malleus is allowing you to do so. Take not that he can’t really bear to see you treat Malleus like that even if you are just a child.

“Anyways, what’s this child of man doing here?” Malleus asked Lilia, still carrying you in his arms.

“The Headmaster practically gave her to me and assigned me to be her guardian along with this raccoon too,” Lilia answered as he showed Malleus Grimm, who he’s holding by his fur.

“Let go of me!” Grimm squirmed out of Lilia’s grasp but with no luck.

“I see,” Malleus said, “Well then, little one. What’s your name?”

“[First Name]!”,  You answered, “What are your names, misters?”

“Misters?!” Sebek exclaimed, “I’ll have you know that-”

“It’s fine,” Malleus said to Sebek, “I’m Malleus. That is Sebek. And the one who brought you here is Lilia.”

“Mally, Seb and Lily?” You tilted your head.

“If that’s you wish to call us and please do so,” Malleus said while Sebek’s jaw dropped that flies can get inside of it. Lilia just smiled at the nickname.

“Anyways, it’s night time. You’re going to need to sleep.”

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“Are you sure I can sleep on the bed?” You asked.

“Yes,” Malleus answered.

“With you?”

“Of course. Why not?”

“You’re so nice, Mally! Nicer than my own parents!” You said.

Malleus raised an eyebrow, “Care to tell me about your parents?”

“Mama and Papa often argue while I get caught in between. Whenever I disturb their arguments, I get punished. They locked me in a dark closet alone. But I still love them no matter what,” You said as you smiled.

Malleus admired you. Despite you’re being treated trash by your parents, you still love them and you still find a way to smile.

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“Lily!” You hugged his leg. Lilia smiled as he patted your head.

“How are you today, [First Name]?” Lilia asked.

“I’m fine, Lily. Silvy is fun to annoy,” You said.

“Aren’t you mischievous, [First Name]?” Lilia said, giving her a teasing smile.

“I was so bored without you or Malleus,” You whined.

Yes, it has been months since you live here in Diasomnia along with Grimm. You lived a good life here...well minus the glares and lectures you’re receiving from Sebek. Otherwise, it’s nice.

Lilia would always sing you lullabies before you go to sleep. Malleus would often tell you stories and braid your hair. There was a time that you and Lilia messed up the kitchen, receiving an almost never ending scolding session from Sebek. Whenever you get nightmares, either Malleus or Lilia would comfort you. There were even times that the three of you would sleep together in the same room. You’ve melted their hearts. They treated you like a daughter, something your parents never did. You wished that this moment would last forever.

“Great news! We have found a way to bring you back to your own world? Isn’t it exciting?!” Crowley suddenly entered with a big smile on his face. Well, way to ruin the moment, Headmaster Crowley.

“What?!”

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“But I don’t want to go back home!” You cried on Malleus’s chest.

“Believe me, we don’t want to let you go either,” Malleus said, caressing your hair.

“Wah! I want to live here! I want to live with you, Lily, Silvy and even Seb! Wah!” You started to cry harder.

“We’ll try our best and talk to the headmaster about it,” Lilia said, rubbing your back. He then carried you like a baby and started to sing a lullaby once more. Soon, you fell asleep in Lilia’s arms. 

The two tucked you in bed and left you to sleep alone for the first time in Lilia’s room.

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“What should we do about this, Malleus?” Lilia asked.

“There’s only one thing we can do, Lilia,” Malleus answered Lilia, “You don’t mind if we do that?”

“Of course not. [First Name] is precious to me,” Lilia said, “Let’s go tomorrow to the headmaster along with [First Name].”

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“Are you taking me back home, Mally, Lily?” You asked the two as you started crying already.

“No, we’re not. We’re going to talk to the headmaster about it,” Malleus answered.

Lilia knocked on the headmaster’s door. Crowley soon responded and you lot entered his office.

“Ah! Mr. Draconia, Mr. Vanrouge and [First Name], this is rare,” Crowley said.

“Headmaster, please listen well what we have to say,” Malleus said.

“Go on then,” Crowley urge Lilia and Malleus to continue.

“We want to adopt [First Name] as our daughter!” The two said simultaneously.

“What?!”

“Eh?!” You stopped crying.

“Over the past months, we’ve bonded with [First Name] and we love her as if she’s one of our own,” Lilia said.

“We will not let you take her back home,” Malleus added.

“Mally, Lily,” You stared at the two parent figures in your life.

“W-Well...that is a dilenma. Surely, [First Name] would like to-”

“No! I don’t want to go home!” You yelled, “I want to stay with Mally and Lily! I love them! They’re my papas!”

“We rest our case,” Malleus said.

Crowley sighed, “Very well then. I won’t return her back to her own world. I’ll even let her stay here in Night Raven for I am graciously kind. However you two will be responsible for her. Understood?”

“Yes, sir,” The two responded.

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“Yay! I get to be with you forever!” You cheered as you hugged both of their legs.

They looked at you and then at each other and smiled. You love them and they love you. Nothing matters anymore in your old world. This is your world now.

BONUS SCENE:

“Meanie Sebby! Gimme some cookies!” You whined as you started to hit Sebek on his leg.

“Grrr! Darn you, [First Name]!” You’re luck that you’re young master’s daughter!” Sebek said.

“My, my, what’s going on here?” Malleus asked as he entered the kitchen along with Lilia.

“Meanie Sebby doesn’t want to give me cookies,” You pouted as you went to their side.

“Sebek, please give her some cookies,” Malleus ordered Sebek.

“Yes, young master,” Sebek said begrudgingly, annoyed that Malleus is on your side.

You stick your tongue out at Sebek while he just ranted silently.

Yup, you so don’t want to return to your old world. You can’t mess with Sebek if you go back. After all, annoying him is fun!

[janiedean]

...

so I was rereading jon connington’s chapters for reasons and like...

They found the Golden Company beside the river as the sun was lowering in the west. It was a camp that even Arthur Dayne might have approved of—compact, orderly, defensible. A deep ditch had been dug around it, with sharpened stakes inside. The tents stood in rows, with broad avenues between them. The latrines had been placed beside the river, so the current would wash away the wastes. The horse lines were to the north, and beyond them, two dozen elephants grazed beside the water, pulling up reeds with their trunks. Griff glanced at the great grey beasts with approval. There is not a warhorse in all of Westeros that will stand against them.

+

"Can we walk across the waves, ser?" asked Lysono Maar. "I tell you again, we cannot reach the silver queen by sea. I slipped into Volantis myself, posing as a trader, to learn how many ships might be available to us. The harbor teems with galleys, cogs, and carracks of every sort and size, yet even so I soon found myself consorting with smugglers and pirates. We have ten thousand men in the company, as I am sure Lord Connington remembers from his years of service with us. Five hundred knights, each with three horses. Five hundred squires, with one mount apiece. And elephants, we must not forget the elephants. A pirate ship will not suffice. We would need a pirate fleet … and even if we found one, the word has come back from Slaver's Bay that Meereen has been closed off by blockade."

+

Ten thousand men had sailed from Volon Therys, with all their weapons, horses, elephants. Not quite half that number had turned up thus far on Westeros, at or near their intended landing site, a deserted stretch of coast on the edge of the rainwood … lands that Jon Connington knew well, as they had once been his.

+

"We still have too few horses."

"And no elephants," the Halfmaester reminded him. Not one of the great cogs carrying the elephants had turned up yet. They had last seen them at Lys, before the storm that had scattered half the fleet. "Horses can be found in Westeros. Elephants—"

"—do not matter." The great beasts would be useful in a pitched battle, no doubt, but it would be some time before they had the strength to face their foes in the field. "Have those parchments told you anything of use?"

+

Estermont was an island off Cape Wrath, never one of their objectives. 

“The damned Volantenes are so eager to be rid of us they are dumping us ashore on any bit of land they see,” said Franklyn Flowers. 

“I’ll wager you that we’ve got lads scattered all over half the bloody Stepstones too.” 

“With my elephants,” Harry Strickland said, in a mournful tone. He missed his elephants, did Homeless Harry. 

“Mandrake had no archers with him,” said Lymond Pease. “Do we know if Greenstone got off any ravens before it fell?”

+

"We shall." Jon Connington stood. "Ten days. No longer. It will take that long to prepare. On the morning of the eleventh day, we ride for Storm's End."

The prince arrived to join them four days later, riding at the head of a column of a hundred horse, with three elephants lumbering in his rear. Lady Lemore was with him, garbed once more in the white robes of a septa. Before them went Ser Rolly Duckfield, a snow-white cloak streaming from his shoulders.

like.

lol.

even the most fucking successful meme of this season was because of stuff from jonc’s chapters are we even fucking serious also SHOW!HARRY STRICKLAND CAN’T DO SHIT I MEAN THESE PEOPLE DID BRING THE DAMNED ELEPHANTS IN WESTEROS NOW DIDN’T THEY. *rolleyes* and congrats, harry had three lines in the show and they managed to even write him ooc I’m crying

[gameofimagines]

Jaime Lannister x Reader as requested in the ask I reblogged. I loved the idea aaaand yes, it's a very ooc Jaime BUT I poured my entire romantic heart in this and I hope it's how you wanted it to be like, dear anon 🌸

Everything was prepared for the arrival of the royal family. Everyone in the castle had been working tiredlessly to meet the standarts of the royal visitors. You did your duty as a maid for the Stark daughters - Sansa and Arya - and helped their mother, Lady Catelyn, who has always been quite fond of you, to pick dresses for the occasions and care for financial matters, too. You stood in the courtyard and helped carrying baskets full of grain to the kitchens. "When will they arrive?", one of the kitchen maids asked you. "In a few hours. We don't have too much time left.", you replied breathing heavily. Not too much time until you'd see him again. You met Jaime Lannister when you still lived in Kingslanding, selling the finest dresses from Braavos, the day you were ordered to the castle to find a matching dress for Princess Myrcella for her nameday. Jaime was in the kingsguard and he was guarding the princess, watching you pick satin colours with her. Later that day he came to talk to you about who you are and where you came from. You told him the story of how you came from the riverlands to the capital to build up your own existence, your own life, far away from the place you were born and your family which was closely related to the Tully family. You did not know how to feel about him at first because you knew what people said about him - the kingslayer. The oathbreaker. The man without honor. People had told you he was an arrogant, cocky prick. But for your own surprise you got to know him as a completely different person. You secretly met him and the little staircase above the little beach near your house every night when he was not in service and you talked until the first pink stripes showed up on the horizon. To you, Jaime was a kind, caring, and compassionate man who was not proud on the reputation he had. As things go - you fell for him. Yes, you fell for him. Not only because he looked so beautiful in the pale moonlight but also because he seemed to have a heart as big as the ocean beneath your feet and because he really cared about you or else he would not have sneaked out the castle almost every night just to see you. One night you dared to ask him why he talked to you. Why he seemed to have so much interest in you. And his reply was: "Because - because you make me feel...something I have never felt before." The next moment your lips met. The following months were the happiest time in your life. Jaime and you continued to meet secretly but now at your place. You'd sleep together and you'd spend as much time together as his job would allow. Sadly, he had to sneak out of your house every morning in order not to be caught. You knew his position did not allow him to marry or to father children but that was fine with you. Everything was fine as long as he was there with you. The day came that you left for Winterfell to become a 'maid for everything' in the castle. The job was paid much better than your old one and you only got the position thanks to your relations to the Tullys although you were not a noblewoman. It broke your heart to say goodbye to Jaime but he promised he'd come back to you. He'd always come back to you. You cried. You still loved him and waited every day for a sign until you received a raven from him that he'd join the royal family on their trip to the north, to Winterfell. So now, you probably were the one person to look forward for this visit more than anybody else. You could barely hide your smile. ----------------- You all stood together in the courtyard, waiting for the arrival of your visitors. The Stark family, of course, stood in the first row but you stood right beside them as it was your task to keep the youngest children calm and silent. You held Arya's and Rickon's hand, just in case. Your heart skipped a beat the moment you saw the first horsemen and the first carriage arrive. You did your best to keep calm but all you wanted was to run towards them, fall into Jaime's arms - but of course you couldn't. As they came closer you could see them properly and you recognized him right away in his shining golden armour. They stood still before you and the king left the carriage but you had no eyes for this. You only had eyes for the golden hair that waved in the wind the second Jaime had put off his helmet. He looked through the crowd, his eyes seeking someone, and then he saw you. Ignoring the crowds around us, you smiled at each other. He was there. Right before you. Just a little closer and you could finally feel him again. ----------------- "(Y/N)!", Lady Stark whispered and pulled on your sleeve. "Uhm - yes, Mylady?", you replied quickly yet nervously. "Would you show the Queen's brothers their chambers? Could you do that?", she asked you nicely, you nodded and she seemed relieved. You walked towards Lord Tyrion and Jaime and your heart beat like crazy. He was right. He would come back to you. You didn't even dare to look at him in front of all the people so you just focussed on Tyrion, dying to look at Jaime, though. "Mylord, Ser Jaime - if you'd follow me; Lady Stark told me to show you your chambers.", you said taking a small bow. "Of course.", Tyrion said and you turned around, taking a shy look over your shoulder just to see Jaime for a second. "And you might be?", Lord Tyrion asked politely. "(Y/N) (Y/L/N).", you replied. "I'm a maid for the Starks." He made an approving sound and when you finally reached Lord Tyrion's chamber you turned around to look at them both. "So, this is yours.", you said. "If you need anything, feel free to ask for it. A servant will be around day and night." "Thank you so much, (Y/N).", he said gratefully and closed the door behind him. Now you were alone with Jaime. Unsure what to do since you were still so close to his brother's door you took a few steps ahead as Jaime grabbed you by the arm and pressed you against the wall. You smiled and looked into his fascinatingly green eyes before he kissed you. "Gods, I have missed you so much.", he whispered. "I love you, (Y/N). I love you so much." You kissed him again. "I love you, too.", you sighed. "Why don't you show me my chamber?", he asked. And so you did. Jaime closed the door behind the two of you and instantly went back to kissing you like you were water and he had been thirsty for days. "I will not let you go again.", he said and pressed you on the bed. "I have been starving for you, (Y/N)." In fact, you had been starving for him, too. You admired his face in the light. His sharp jawbone, the cheekbones, the eyes. This man was so beautiful, so adorable, and here he was. Kissing you over and over again. --------------- You lay in his arms afterwards. He held you so tight that it felt like he was afraid someone might take you away from him but you loved it. He still smelled so good, so like him, even after they travelled for weeks. "It's so cold up here.", he said and covered you both in even more blankets. "I have to get used to it." "No, you don't.", you whispered. "You won't be here for long, right?" You looked up to him. "Right.", he replied. "Maybe a fortnight." "And then you're going to leave me again?", you asked and placed your head a bit higher on his chest. "No, that's too soon." "What if I take you with me?", he asked. "For me to live in the shadows as your secret mistress? Oh, I love you Jaime but what a life would that be?", you said saddened. "No. As my wife.", Jaime replied quietly and you stared at him in shock. "What?" "I don't want to leave you again, I don't want to be without you ever again. I don't want you to live in the shadows as my mistress, as my secret. I want you to live every day of your life right beside me as my wife. As the mother of my children. I asked my father if he can release me from my vows of the kingsguard if I married to become his heir and he said yes. The crown is in his debt, anyway.", he repeated himself and took your right hand in his. You were shocked. Was he serious? You couldn't! What would your parents say? His father? The King? The Queen? You were no one. He had to marry a noblewoman, a highborn Lady, not you! And children? You were too young for children you thought. Had he the future already planned? "I don't know.", you whispered in shock and left the bed. "I mean - I love you, Jaime. No doubt! But if you marry me you break another vow and you know what people will say. Especially if you marry me, a no one. You're a highborn, I am no one!" "You're not no one!", he insisted and got out of the bed, too. "Not for me. I don't want to marry anyone but you, I don't love anyone but you. I choose you! And I don't care what people say or what they'll think - I never did. I may have forsaken every vow I ever made but not this one! I love you, (Y/N) and I will do so for the rest of my days. I will be a loyal and loving husband to you and I will always, always be right by your side. Marry me...grow old with me...die with me." You had tears in your eyes. "Jaime - you...you'll give up on everything you have if you -" "I have nothing without you. My life was empty and pointless before I met you. I see I have not know what love truly means before I met you. I fell in love with you so immensely that I cannot stand the thought of us ever being seperated again." He took your hands in his. "(Y/N), marry me.", he said. "I don't want children.", you whispered. "Not yet. Maybe not...ever." "You and me we'd have the most beautiful children.", he said. "I want to start my own family with you, my own life with you." "I'm not ready for that, yet.", you said. He sighed. "Look, (Y/N), I will not pressure you into something as big and important as this. But how wonderful would it be to hold something in my arms that is half you and half me? One day." "I cannot make plans about that now.", you said. "Not because of you! If I wanted anyone to be the father of my child then it would be you - hypothetically. I'm not ready to talk about children now. How does that even come to your mind?" He smiled. "Because when I woke up next to you in the morning the only thing on my mind was how wonderful it would be to wake up to this every morning for the rest of my life and how wonderful it would be if we had our very own family. Our children impatiently wanting us to get out of bed in the morning. Our children playing in the sun at Casterly Rock - learning to ride, to fight, to read. I cannot get this image out of my head. You and me forever, watching our children grow up. Taking all the big steps. Is that such a bad thing to dream of?" You sighed. "Of course not. But I feel like this is such a huge step to take for us. I'm unsure about the future. What will happen if we marry?" "I can tell you what will happen when we marry.", he said. "We'd be the happiest people in all of Westeros. If not on earth. I will be by your side all the time. We will wake up in the morning next to each other and I will not have to run away before you wake up. I will give you everything you want, everything I have - starting with my last name." You just stared at him with tears in your eyes. For once, you listened to your heart. It was beating too fast to be wrong. "Marry me, (Y/N).", he said again and knelt before you. "Marry me." With tears streaming down your face you nodded and said yes.

[kamenowriting]

Cry under the Moonlight Chapter 2: Enemy or Ally..?

Fandom: Hakuouki Summary: [AU/Canon]: When two enemies met such an unexpected fate, that’s how they’re starting to fall in love in oblivious. Characters: [Kazama Chikage & Saitou Hajime], [Hijikata Toshizou & Okita Souji] Pairings: Harem!Saitou(Kazama/Hijikata/onesided!Okita x Saitou) but eventually KazaSai & HijiOki Genres: Romance, angst & hurt/comfort Rated: M rated Words: 13, 659 Warnings: Grammar error, AU, OOC-ness, BL, yaoi, boyxboy, and yandere!Souji

A/N: Hello everyone. So, it’s been such a long time I haven’t posting any of my writings. I do apologize for this. Just a very popular writer’s problem; having an artist’s block and all. But, after listening my fav Saitou-hen album and osts, my mood for this trash OTP is coming once more. I call my OTP trash cuz pretty sure that this pairing is impossible to ship unless you have a kink sadistic seme x masochist uke like I am.

However, just because my mood for this pairing is back, that doesn’t mean I’ll be posting pretty often. My college life has finally over. But I’m taking a practical training this time, which is, it’s pretty much keeps me away Tumblr even more OTL But hey, I decided to continue on writing this story once more as I find this plot pretty interesting despite the summary pretty suck.

Disclaimer: Obviously I don’t own Hakuouki nor the characters especially Kazama and Saitou. But I do love Kazama’s character in Saitou route of Shinkai. His expression looks quite… exciting and sadistic-er than the previous Hakuouki.

Preview: 

"I understand." Saitou said, stood up from his place as he started to leave then. "I'll be leaving at the dusk then."

"Saitou."

The indigo-haired man stopped from mid-walking when the Vice-Commander called his name. His ocean-blue orbs took a glanced into the beautiful onyx one

"Sorry about this." Hijikata said with a regretful tone. "I always dump the nasty work on you."

"Not at all." Saitou faced away then. "Do not dwell upon it."

"Ehhh~ Don't ya think he's been relying on ya too much?"

"Why does it matter?"

There was a quiet moment between them until Souji broke a silent moment with another grin on his face.

"In that case, that would make this place feeling lonely without ya, Hajime-kun." Souji said, crossing his arms behind his head.

"I don't see any different whether my presence here or not."

"Hmm... Ya may be right.."

"I'm impressed." Kazama began. "For a bakufu dog such as you are, you have such a good manner."

"Eh...?" Blinked in confusion at the sudden of... maybe a compliment? Saitou lowered his face then, not knowing what to do anymore being alone with a demon in the isolate room.

This is an AU fic where the event of the Shinsengumi meeting the Yukimura girl were never happen,

instead it merely focus between Saitou and Kazama

If you’re against Kazama and Saitou pairing, I suggest not to read it.

One night, he's starting to dream.

Saitou Hajime walked to the hallway as silent as he is. Arriving at the destination, the indigo stood there in front of the vice-commander's room like a statue before readying himself to see the Vice-Commander.

Exhaled quietly, Saitou began to speak from outside and the indigo has to make sure that his voice could reach to the Vice-Commander’s room despite he has a quiet and stoic attitude.

"Fukuchou, it's me, Saitou Hajime."

It took several seconds then the left-handed man waiting patiently to hear the Vice-Commander's answer as if he was like a loyal dog who's waiting his master to have a permission to sit on his lap.

"Ah. You can come in, Saitou."

Hijikata finally replied inside his room, his tone was cold like an iceberg that could not melt very easily, however to Saitou's view, his voice was calm and gentle like a soft breeze at the peaceful hill. Oh how Saitou had desired of so much to hear his voiced next to his ear, whispering him of how much he loves him, wanting to kiss him and do stuff like—

..wait, where's that thoughts coming from?!

Shaking his head to leave those thoughts out from his head, Saitou begin to open the shoji door and closed it back once he had entered the raven-haired Vice-Commander's room. The first thing he saw is the strong, broad-back of Hijikata's. It look likes there are more of paperwork he has to finish, as usual. The indigo wondered when would Hijikata takes a break then..?

After he satisfied taking a secretly gazed on the Vice-Commander's back, Saitou took a very polite sit on the purple cushion that Hijikata has been prepared of despite he hasn't looked at the indigo in the eyes yet.

He is one a workaholic Oni no Fukuchou as expected.

..Well, talk about himself..

Even Saitou can be a workaholic especially if it’s an order by Hijikata.

Taking a glanced around the room, the indigo-haired man had noticed that Hijikata hasn't finished eating the sakura mochis that the indigo had prepared before he taking a day off.

He probably should lecture for not taking care of his health.. then again, would that helps him knowing that he has no place to lecture him since he's just a mere Captain of the 3rd Division.. 

For several moments neither of them starts a conversation nor trying to break of this quiet moment.

Of course, as silent as Saitou is, he has always enjoyed this quiet peacefulness. He'd never sense of awkwardness whoever he's being with. He especially enjoyed spending this atmosphere with Hijikata. Despite the raven-haired ronin can be hot-tempered, yet he does enjoy this quiet peacefulness as well.

Compared stucking with the Baka Trio for a whole day..

Just thinking about it, Hijikata would have prepared to dig his grave by now.. 

And now back to Hijikata’s perspective about the quiet atmosphere.. well, the raven-haired man was too focus on his paperwork that he even almost forget of Saitou's presence no matter how much important that indigo-haired man for him.

Knowing that this would take forever, Saitou has finally decided to break this silent moment. It's very unlike him, of course. 

Saitou began to speak first, but knowing that Hijikata was still busy.. he shouldn't stays here longer as he doesn't want to bother the Vice-Commander. "Fukuchou, I've heard from Kondou-san that you've come to see me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

After Saitou had spoken, Hijikata put down his brush on the table and faced to his captain.

Despite being a workaholic.

Ahh... Fukuchou.. Saitou still finds this man so fascinating one. Those beautiful, soft, raven strands of hair of Hijikata's. Eyes were cold like an iceberg, but behind of those orbs, there was a warmth feeling like a ray of sunlight. And those strong and muscular arms that Hijikata was born. He wondered if Saitou would've been safe if he had been embraced by those strong arms of Hijikata's.

Oh how he wished he could be with him every night, snuggling behind his broad-back, believing that everything's would be alright. As long as he could sleep next to him, everything would be—

..Ack! Those thoughts again!

Since when had he started to think this way about him..?!!

..Actually it’s been this way since he’d first joined the Roshigumi.

And yes, ladies and gentlemen, Saitou Hajime has a biggest crush on none other than the Vice-Commander.

Thankfully those thoughts didn't last longer as Hijikata's voice returned him back to reality.

"Yeah.. I've got a new mission for you, Saitou."

Saitou nodded in understanding, waiting for the raven-haired man continued to speak so that he could explain what mission should the indigo man should finish of."You've already heard the rumors about the abandon shop, right?"

That's right. Rumors had been spreading around the Kyoto that the abandon house next to the sweet shop has been haunted night after night. But from what the Shinsengumi found out from Yamazaki, it looks like it has become the members of Satsuma-han secret hideout for a meeting.

Either one of a member of Satsuma-han gave a false rumor to keep everyone away from abandon house, or there's a definitely a ghost in the abandon house.

..Of course to Hijikata, there's no such thing as a ghost. ...Unless he's the ghost.

"According from Yamazaki-san, the abandon house has become the Satsuma-han's meeting base although none of their meeting were scheming onto something dangerous, from what I've heard."

Hijikata nodded.

"Yeah, I've heard that too. However, I don't like this feeling." the Vice-Commander muttered under his breathed as he started to mumble in worriedly. "Whatever they're meeting all about, I want you to spy on them and see what's going on."

"So you want me to arrest them once we've found something like that?"

Hijikata nodded. "Ah. This way we're pretty sure we could find Kodou's whereabouts."

"I understand." Saitou said, stood up from his place as he started to leave then. "I'll be leaving at the dusk then."

"Saitou."

The indigo-haired man stopped from mid-walking when the Vice-Commander called his name. His ocean-blue orbs took a glanced into the beautiful onyx one

"Sorry about this." Hijikata said with a regretful tone. "I always dump the nasty work on you."

"Not at all." Saitou faced away then. "Do not dwell upon it."

With that, the indigo-haired closed the shoji door and walked to the hallway to find his men whom they're taking a break from their morning training.

Upon of walking on a long hallway, Saitou met a familiar captain whom leaning against a wall as if he was waiting for someone to tease.

"Yo, Hajime-kun." There was a wide playful smirk on the Captain of the First Division.

"Souji."

Saitou greeted with calling his friend's name only.

"So what does the mother hen wants from you?" Souji asked curiously, following the indigo-haired man as he tried to search his men at the backyard.

"Just another mission."

"Ehhh~ Don't ya think he's been relying on ya too much?"

"Why does it matter?"

There was a quiet moment between them until Souji broke a silent moment with another grin on his face.

"In that case, that would make this place feeling lonely without ya, Hajime-kun." Souji said, crossing his arms behind his head.

"I don't see any different whether my presence here or not."

"Hmm... Ya may be right.."

Whether Saitou's presence is exists in their dinner time or not, but the Baka Trio would almost do their stupid things as usual, while Souji would drive Hijikata crazy. Mostly in dinner, lunch or breakfast time, Saitou eating his food very quietly and disappeared his presence in the dining room as if he was a dandelion who won't stay one place too long.

Upon of continuing walked all the way to the backyard, when there's no one beside two men, Souji entrapped Saitou on the wall with his muscular arms so that the indigo won't go anywhere else. There was a happily grin on Souji's face. Emerald orbs gazed into the ocean-blue ones in a hidden of lust thankfully Saitou didn't noticed how much Souji loves this quiet man so much.

"What are you doing, Souji?" Saitou said, using his usual monotone voice as he had no time to play around with the playful captain, knowing that it's almost dusk already. But at the same time however, Saitou feels himself feeling uncomfortable entrapping by his friend.

"Mmm.... no way." Souji widen his grin then, in which, brings Saitou gazed on him in puzzled.

"What are you—"

"Hajime-kun," the mischievous captain stopped him from mid-sentence, and there was still a cat-like smirk on his face. Souji leaned to Saitou closer so that their nose were dancing together, and whispered very softly to make sure only the indigo-haired man hears his voiced: "I like you."

"What?" Saitou said stupidily, raising his left eyebrow in confused.

"Like I said," Souji whispered once more. "I like ya. I like ya for along time now." The Captain of the First Division was expecting that his friend would stunned upon of a sudden confession.

However...

Saitou replied with a sigh of... was that disgustingly Souji could sense? When their eyes gazed onto each other, Saitou put his palm of hand on Souji's chest, gesturing to move away as if that's his answer.

"I'm sorry Souji, but I do not quite understand of your words very well." Saitou spoke straightforward. "If you excuse me, I have to leave—"

Before Souji let this happening, the not-so-playful-captain-anymore gripped Saitou's wrist tightly, gesturing his friend that he wasn't joking around about it.

When Saitou noticed how unlike Souji is, Souji began to grip his friend's chin and make sure their eyes didn't turned away on elsewhere. It was very unlike to see Souji this way. His eyes were cold, similar as Hijikata's but way colder than the Vice-Commander's one. His playfully grin disappeared on his face as if he has a split personality.

"Well maybe this could make you understand."

The Captain of 1st Division began to lean to Saitou's face very closely. The indigo was still too dumb to know what does Souji intending to do.

When their lips were about inches away by now, Kami was such a cruel toward to the poor Souji.

A familiar gentle male voice brings Saitou back to himself:

"Oh there you are, Saitou."

The indigo-haired man faced to the gorgeous Vice-Commander quickly that he even forget the presence of Souji.

"I almost forgot that I need you for a moment." Hijikata said with a hidden of smile, not wanting to show his gentle side in front of other men. "Souji, I need to borrow Saitou right now. Shouldn't you suppose to train your men already?"

Souji didn't spoke anything, only groaned with filled of anger and maybe jealously as well? It took quite moment then Souji moved backward from the indigo and started to leave without any words.

Once the indigo began to walk next to Hijikata, Saitou took a glanced on the back of Souji who's still looks in a bad mood.

He wondered what he's trying to do..?

I like ya, Hajime-kun

He doesn't get of Souji's words so well..

Shaking his thoughts from his head then, Saitou began to follow the Vice-Commander and do whatever he can to be a very useful person for Hijikata

...and Hijikata only.

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.

.

When his dream had finally starting to end, Saitou Hajime had finally regained his conscious back. Eyes fluttering opened like a butterfly, the indigo-haired man sat up and tried to take a looked around the room.

This is...

Eyes wandering the room once more, the left-handed ronin realized he wasn't in the abandon house anymore.

What.. happened to him last night..?

Trying to remember whatever happened to him before he fell into a deep unconscious, it wasn't taking longer after then his memory about yesterday have finally regain back.

Ah.. that's right.

He and his men were suppose to spy on the Satsuma-han who's intending a meeting at the abandon house next to the sweet shop. When they had failed to chase the dark figure, possibly one of a member of Satsuma-han, a certain member of Satsuma-han gave a strange medicine that brings him fall into unconscious. And after then.. he's been... r-rape by a group of Satsuma-han. Thankfully, they're not as many as Saitou has thought to be.

They're quite brutal for an enemy of Shinsengumi...

Not to mention it, he couldn't quite remember for how many rounds they've done so far but it almost look likes to be more than 5 times.

"Urrgh..." Saitou muttered under his breathed as he finds his lower body feeling sore. Untie his clothes, Saitou finds himself a little frightened to see his naked body by now. There are many deep scratches and bit all over the places; arms, hands, chest, and legs.

He wondered what does Hijikata thought once he finds out about this...

The thought of him makes him feel an urged to disappear in Kyoto by now.

Trying to caress some bruises he received on his right arm then. The next thing he knew, he could felt there's a wrapped-cloth on his upperarm.

"Eh...?"

Saitou eyed on it in confusion, didn't noticed until now that several of it it has been bandaging perfectly.

"Who did this..?"

Saitou questioned to the lonely wind.

His eyes then taking a glanced around the room once more, he finally realized that the room was filled with a sweet, and fresh scent that could make Saitou easily to breathe compared to the abandon house one. The room was so quiet that he couldn't even hear a sound of the crickets were singing anymore as if he was the only one that living in this world.

Where could he be—

Not long after then, the shoji door opened automatically, and revealed a familiar presence in the room.

"It's about time for you to awake already."

A male voiced spoke in a deep tone one that could brings Saitou shivered down in all over spine.

He couldn't helped but feels an urged to wide his eyes like a saucer, and gaped like a fish.

Of all the person he met, why here...?

The presence at the shoji door was none other than

Kazama Chikage.

A mysterious, yet powerful ronin whom is also a member of Satsuma-han, an enemy of Shinsengumi. It was revealed that he is also an Oni of the West along with Amagiri and the gunslinger, Shiranui(except he’s not a demon from the West). Kazama’s also the strongest demon in the West clan, if he wasn't mistaking hear it from him. It's already been the third times they've encountered him. The first is in Ikeda Inn, second ones at the Mount Ten'nou, and lastly, at the Nishi Hongwanji Temple.

Whatever reason he'd encountered the Shinsengumi for several times by now it was a little mysterious. However, the Demon does once warned them not to become a fake demon. And by meaning of fake demon, of course, he must have meant by the Rasetsu then...

Trying to be very cautious toward his enemy, Saitou used a defensive stance so that he wouldn't let his guard off.

He won't make a mistake this time..

Kazama gazed the indigo-haired man deeper, wondering what made him changed a posture like that."What are you doing? You do realize you've been very rude to someone who had saved you. You should be grateful."

"Eh...?"

Saitou's cold orbs soon melted away into confusion. Now that the Demon had mentioned it his injured from the last night had been aided by now. But still, don’t tell him that the Demon was the who bandaging his injuries…

Feeling guilty for being quite rude, just as the Demon had describe him of, Saitou lowered his head in apologetically, and speaking in a soft tone, to make sure the Demon accept his apologize.

"I-I'm sorry for being rude just now and... thank you.. for saving me and… aiding me as well."

As he waiting for an answer, Saitou could hear a deep chuckled on the Demon's lips. When the indigo-haired man began to raise his head, he could see just how attractive the Demon is with that wide smirk like a Cheshire cat.

Can a demon such as Kazama Chikage could make this kind expression toward his own enemy..?

"I'm impressed." Kazama began. "For a bakufu dog such as you are, you have such a good manner."

"Eh...?" Blinked in confusion at the sudden of... maybe a compliment? Saitou lowered his face then, not knowing what to do anymore being alone with a demon in the isolate room.

As he let his mind drift off on elsewhere, he hadn't realized until now that the Demon's presence had appeared just inches away of him. Before Saitou could make any movement, the Demon of the West instantly gripped the indigo's wrist very firmly, putting them above the other man's head in which, brings the stoic captain fell on the futon.

Eyes gazed into each other like a human world colliding into a demon world. Either of them hadn't faced on elsewhere as if they were having a staring competition.

The 3rd Captain of the Shinsengumi couldn't helped but to admire those beautiful, ruby orbs of Kazama’s. It reminds him of so much watching a beautiful sunset reaching down onto the horizon with the amazing and attractive Hijikata. It was one of the most cherish day he had ever have. But those eyes looked even more breathtaking than watching the sunset before night's coming.

Despite being an enemy of Shinsengumi, it's funny how Saitou amazed this man's beauty no matter how dangerous the demon is. But at the same time, the indigo couldn't sense any malevolent aura around the other man whether he's a member of Satsuma-han or not.

"I see that humans are quite sensitive one." The Demon began to whisper quietly, eyes went down to the younger man's long and curvy hips. The golden-haired man's hand started to untie Saitou’s obi, half-stripping off his black kimono, in which, the blonde-haired man could see Saitou’s naked hips even better.

Eyes widening opened because of getting stripped by his own enemy, Saitou began to struggle himself to stop at whatever the Demon is scheming of.

“W-Wait. What are you doing—?!”

Kazama ignored Saitou’s exclaimed as he put Saitou’s left hip on his shoulder while the other leave it on the futon. Pulling Saitou’s white fundoshi with his long and callous fingers, the indigo’s manhood began to react a little.

“I haven’t touching you yet but you’ve already reacting. Does getting rape really aroused you?”

The indigo-haired man didn’t spoke anything, too humiliated to think about that night as he buried his face with his muscular arms. Willing rather not to see his enemy’s expression/face.

“Well, whatever..” Kazama muttered quietly, leaning to Saitou’s pre-cum manhood, putting his cavern into it, and sucked in satisfiedly.

“A—Ahhh..!” Saitou moaned in erotically, not knowing where’s that voice coming from. Has he always had that kind of voice…?

What is this..? He had never experienced something like this before.. it’s different than how the members of the Satsuma-han treating him. It wasn’t disgusting he could felt this time. It felt so good. So good that he almost felt like he’s in heaven by now. Could it be..? Can he really say this word—

—pleasure?

“U-Ummmpgh..!” Saitou whined quietly, burying his fingers into Kazama’s gorgeous blonde hair as it doesn’t matter who’s taking a blowjob. Enemy or no, this is too much.

“C-Coming..” Saitou muttered, in which, the Demon’s eyes laid above to the lusty ocean-blue ones. “Something’s.. coming…!”

Understanding Saitou’s words, Kazama continued on taking a blowjob with a fast pace this time, while hearing the indigo’s sweet moaned close to him. When Saitou has finally reached its climax, white liquid released into the Demon’s cavern, in which, he gladly drink it all.

“You came a lot.” The Demon commented, wiping his chin to make sure he drank every last drop from his face.

“M-My deepest apologize.”

“No need. It’s natural for humans to ejaculation.”

While Saitou’s mind was filled with haze in pleasure, he hadn’t realized until now that the Demon was carrying him like a princess-like styled and started to leave the isolate room.

Where is he taking to..?

When the Demon entered to the unknown room, the room was dyed in a white colored like a radiant light. The room was also engulf with a white mist.

Is this.. bathroom…?

Kazama putting Saitou down on the floor and make sure he could stand despite his mind was still hazy. While waiting for his mind back to reality, the indigo noticed that the Demon of the West was pouring a bucket of water.

“What are you—?“

Before Saitou could finished his sentence, Kazama answered his question without hesitated while his eyes were still eyeing on the pipe.

“Cleaning you.”

“Eh..?” Saitou said stupidly, too puzzled of whatever the Demon spoke about.

Kazama sighed.

Humans are quite stupid, huh?

“What? You don’t want to clean yourself after all what happened that night. You’re reek”

…Oh. So that’s what is.

“Then.. take off your clothes.”

“Wh-what?!”

Once again, being slightly stupid, Saitou asked another stupid question. Then again, the indigo was quite surprised at the sudden of command.

“What? You want to take a bath while wearing your clothes? Is that how humans hygiene themselves?”

At that, Saitou remained quiet, not knowing what to say anymore.

Why would the demon treated him this way?

Shouldn’t they suppose to be an enemy?

“I can take a bath on my own, thank you.”

“Don’t be stubborn. With that many rounds you’ve got rape, I doubt that you can hygiene yourself.”

“Shut up…” Saitou hissed. “I’ll be fine. So just leave me—“

Before Saitou could finished it, knowing that he’s been standing up for much longer, his hips starting to shake like a leaf, without realizing it, his body was about to collapse on the floor.

Before his body could landed on the cold floor, Saitou realized that someone had held his body safely. The next thing he knew, his body were enwrapping by a very strong and muscular arms. His chest crashed into the other man’s broad chest that makes him feel an urged to flush in red already.

He eyed on whoever saved him from falling on the cold floor and it was obviously the Demon of the West.

Kazama sighed in annoyingly once again.

“See? Can’t you, human, stop being a stubborn and at least be grateful for this.”

Saitou whined quietly and finally given up himself by letting the Demon taking care of him.

The indigo started to untie his obi, letting his black kimono sliding down on his body to the floor. Still didn’t trusted his enemy, Saitou moved his hand to his private so that the Demon won’t gazed on him in hungrily.

Following the Demon’s demand by sitting on the stool, Saitou began to shiver at the touches of the Demon’s drench, callous palm of hands. He started to clean Saitou by pouring a bucket of cold water above Saitou’s indigo hair before caressing his warm hands on the younger man’s pale and pure-ish naked body.

The golden-haired man had to admit it, this was his very first time touching human’s body before, especially man. Of course, he wouldn’t dare to touch woman’s body except once he and the woman/demoness’ body had court by now.

The human’s body was so soft and fragile that the noble demon had the greatest urged in need to leave some bite marks on his body or even give some scratch marks with his long and sharp fingers. He wondered what kind of sounds would the human make once he pinch his broad back harder until a bead of red liquid started to form…

The Demon’s thought soon went away as he heard a soft whine echoed around the elegant bathroom. The next thing Kazama knew, it was none other than the younger man’s.

I see. So he’s quite sensitive despite being a stoic ronin.

Kazama couldn’t helped but to chuckle at that.

Letting the younger man’s head rested on the Demon’s broad shoulder. Putting a soap liquid on his palm hands and make sure the Demon rubbed his hands together to form a big foam, he caressed the human’s body with his coated-filled palm of hands like an ice rink.

Each reaction the indigo-haired man made brings Kazama’s smirk turned into wider than the Cheshire cat from those nonsense humans fairy-tale. Satisfiedly, the Demon stopped his long and tender fingers on the other man’s attractive right nipple, starting to pinch and rub in teasingly in which, the Shinsengumi ronin released a very sweet moan from his soft lips.

“I see that you’re quite enjoying that.” Kazama chuckled sadistically-ish, licking and biting the human’s cute earlobe.

While continuing on torturing the human’s adorable nipple bud, the other man started to mutter something.

“Y-You’re—“

“Hm? Is there anything you wanted to say?” the Demon teased him, moving on playing his other nipple.

“Y-you’re—“ panted harder. “You’re wrong.”

Slightly stunned at the human’s word. But instead of continuing on gapping like a fish, Kazama’s smug began to twist in wider one, finding amusing to see this kind of side from the member of the Shinsengumi.

“Oh? Is that so? Then, how about if I do this,” Kazama said, stopped his work on the other man’s nipples, instead, moving his hand down on the indigo’s private part, bringing the human flushed in red upon of feeling a hard grip on his manhood.

Each moan the younger man let out made even erotically than ever.

“It looks like your body is being honest to me.” Kazama whispered next to the younger’s red ear, chuckled once more. Continuing on grasping the other man’s private part once more, bobbing it up and down until the other man’s reached its climax.

It wasn’t took last long that a white liquid began to spurt out from the tip of human’s erection, releasing another loud and lewd whine from his lips.

Too hazy to think of anymore, his world started to fall into a pitch of darkness as Saitou realized that he fell into a deep unconscious once again.

Fluttering his eyes opened once he’d regained back, Saitou sat up on the soft futon and tried remember everything’s how did he ended up fainting—

“So you’re finally wake up. I was expecting you won’t be until tomorrow.” A deep male voice spoke with a chuckle.

Searching for the familiar man’s voice, Saitou found him at the windowsill with his right hip and broad-chested exposed that the younger man felt an urged to move his eyes from elsewhere, while cheeks starting to flush in a deep scarlet.

Eyeing on his body, Saitou realized he didn’t wear his usual plain and black kimono. Instead, it was a white and thin yukata.

The Demon must have changed him while he was fall into unconscious a while ago…

“Where is this?” Saitou asked when his cheeks finally turned back to normal, his blue-ocean orbs laid into the crimson’s one while the Demon took out a puff of smoke from his kiseru in elegantly.

“My manor.” Kazama replied shortly. “To put it simply, the Hidden Demon Village.”

When silent falls between Saitou felt an urged to get out of here.

No..

He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be in his own enemy’s… whatever places it is, headquarter, so-called-demon world and all. There’s a higher chance that the Demon might kill without the Shisengumi known.

I have to get out of here. I can’t stay here longer.

Determined to leave this place as soon as possible, Saitou began to break their silent moment.

“Thank you for everything but I must leave now.”

“Why?”

The Demon’s simple question drivin’ the indigo crazy already. Just stuck with an enemy of the Shinsengumi brings atmosphere around here awkward and cold as well. He could felt some dark stares pierced him deep inside of his chest as if they’re watching his every little move.

“I don’t see any point living here longer when it’s obviously that I’m not welcoming here.” Saitou explained. “In fact, I need to report to the Commander and Vice-Commander about whatever news I’ve got at the abandon shop.”

…wait. Why did the indigo told his enemy everything about this? Damn… the younger man bet that the Demon was definitely going to end his life by now. …Well, it’s too late to take it back.

With a long paused, after the Demon had puffed out another smoke from his lips, eyes wandered on the night scenery of Demon Village, replying with a very unlikely quiet tone.

“There’s no point to report whatever last night to the Shinsengumi now.”

“What do you.. mean?”

Saitou narrowed his eyes deeper on the Demon’s gorgeous figure.

What does he meant by that? True that he couldn’t find Kodou’s whereabouts from them and all. The least he knew that the abandon shop was several members of Satsuma-han’s secret meeting.

“I’ve already take care everything of them. They won’t come anymore.”

“What are you trying to—“

Before the younger man could speak more, the longer he stared into the Demon’s crimson orbs, the more he understood of his words.

He killed them all.

Every single member in that place.

Why…?

Saitou wondered.

How could the blonde-haired man managed to kill them all..?

…

No.

For a powerful ronin such as Kazama Chikage, killing those ronins were like stepping on a thousand of small ants with a boot.

But more importantly is

How could he do this…?

How could he—an enemy of Shinsengumi, killed his own allies?

Wasn’t he siding along with Satsuma-han?

“Why…?” Saitou murmured quietly.

Took out another smoke from his elegant lips, Kazama spoke with a very bored and dull tone:

“Stupid humans such as them aren’t worthy to exist here.”

Stupid, huh…?

Was he included in ‘stupid human’ as well…?

“If I’m one of this ‘stupid human’, why won’t you kill me as well?”

“Hmm… who knows.” Kazama’s smirk began to form on his lips as he continuedly put the kiseru back on his lips.

When Saitou lets his head down on the floor, it took a moments then the Demon had started to leave from the windowsill then. The Demon’s figure began to come closer to the younger man. Letting the indigo’s guard down, Saitou didn’t expected received a kiss from the Demon. The indigo was expected that his lips were rough like a bark of wood. Instead, it was very soft like sakura petals that were dancing around him. His enemy’s strong arms enwrapped around Saitou’s small body very slowly as if he wants to give a permission to let his body closed to his. When the Demon licked the younger man’s lower lip, not knowing what he’s doing; Saitou opened his cavern wider and lets the Demon devoured him everything.

“U-Ummmpgh…”

The indigo jumped slightly at a strange liquid poured deep into his cavern from Kazama’s.

Since when he—

Swallowing at whatever his enemy gave him into his throat, the blonde-haired man parting his lips away from Saitou’s. Their saliva began to create a bridge between Saitou’s to the Demon’s.

His mind and vision began to blur before he could let his slumber take his control him, the indigo murmured:

“Wh-what was..”

“Medicine.” Kazama answered. “Now sleep.”

Before Saitou could reached him to ask more, the Demon’s figure started to lay down on the futon next to Saitou.

His vision has finally fell into a pitch of darkness then.

Morning came, Saitou fluttering his eyes opened upon of hearing birds tweeting in early morning in sweetly. The wind breeze his soft hair like a dancing tree.

The indigo sat up on his futon and took a glanced around the room to find the Demon’s presence. Not long after taking several glanced around the room, Saitou found him at the corner. He was wearing his usual white kimono with red and blue obi. The Demon wouldn’t forget on wearing his favourite dark-brown haori with his family crest.

When the Demon noticed the younger man has finally woke up, there was a smug on his face as if he was intending to tease the indigo in early morning such as this.

“Having a good sleep?”

“…Something like that.” Saitou murmured at that.

Kazama replied with a nod and started to speak when he lets his eyes wandered off to the door.

“The servant will prepare food for you. Try to be a good Bakufu dog.”

Before the noble demon intended to leave, the younger man stopped him.

“Where are you going?”

“To the Satsuma-han headquarter.” Kazama answered. “You might as well stay here for a few days until your injured heals.”

“Why are you.. doing this to me?”

Kazama didn’t hesitated answer while there was still his usual arrogant smirk on his face.

“Just a… demon’s instinct.”

“Wh…”

Before Saitou speak more, Kazama had already leaves the room.

The younger man sighed.

Just what the Demon is trying to scheme of anyway..? Why would he treated him as if the younger man is… some kind of special guest?

His thought soon drifted away as the servant entered the room with a knock. Despite being a servant, he’s still young, but maybe a bit older than Heisuke. He brought a tray of food with a cup of tea.

“Here’s your food ordered by Lord Kazama.”

“Ah… thank you.” Saitou nodded in politely.

It wasn’t that long after then that the servant jumped slightly at the strange smell he felt around the room. As he lets his eyes laid into Saitou’s, the indigo haired man tilted his head in confused when the servant looked at him in suspicious and maybe… feared as well?

What’s wrong with him—

Once he had finished putting the food down on the tatami, the servant bowed before taking a leave in nervously.

What was that all about…?

Gazing his eyes down on his food, Saitou couldn’t helped but having a bad feeling when the servant looked into his eyes just now.

Could it be…

He’s a bit shocked to see a human’s presence in the Demon’s World?

The younger man knew that staying a stranger place was a very bad idea. Just what the Demon’s thinking anyway?

Well.. it wouldn’t hurt to stay here a little bit longer until the Demon returning home.

Once the sun had almost reached to the horizon, the sky has turned into red-orange colored. Several demons in the village were having their usual peaceful life where they didn’t give any care about what’s gonna happened to the Human’s world.

After taking a warm bath, Saitou wears a light-green kimono with a pattern of sunflower on his lower-right part. The clothes was a little big for him, but at least it didn’t slipped off his body that easily.

Most of his time for a whole day while waiting Kazama, Saitou took a walk around the big manor so that he could remember which rooms he should go and all. The Kazama Mansion was pretty big, he has to say. It’s even bigger than the one he and the Shinsengumi stayed before Nishi Hongwanji Temple. There are several rooms in there. Some of them are guests room, dining, living and even a study room as well.

Well, he must be a noble demon or something.

Also, Saitou has to make sure to avoid from getting closer to the servants’ presence so that he won’t make the mansion turned into chaos just because the Demon of the West brought a human here.

After satisfied walking around the mansion, Saitou returned back to the chamber room where he and the Demon slept on the same futon that night. The room around here was pretty wide he has to say. At the corner of this room, there was a small table with papers and brush along with ink-bottle. Next to the Demon’s table, there’s also a bookshelf. Taking a peek on the bookshelf, most books were about history, swordsmanship and some folklore as well.

Saitou blinked. Somehow, he couldn’t really imagined to see the Demon is the kind of person who enjoyed reading especially folklore before.

Shaking his head out of those thought, Saitou intended to return back to where he usually sit. However, as his eyes laid on Kazama’s table, he noticed how the table was full of mess with papers. He couldn’t helped but reminded him of so much who’d forgot to tidy his table up after finishing his work.

He wondered why the servant didn’t clean his table up? …Or maybe the Demon wouldn’t let any servant enter his room whether they’re dusty or not…

Without realizing it, Saitou began to tidy the small table. Wiping some stain of black ink with a cloth on the table until there isn’t any single black spot on the table.

Done.

Wiping his sweat on his forehead with his back of hand, the clothes that the servant preparing him already dirty. Well, he should take another bath then..

Once he took a second time of bath, Saitou changed into a new clothes, this time, a blue yukata with a wave pattern. Entering to the Demon of the West’s chamber room, Saitou sat on the tatami very quietly while meditating.

It’s a good way to wait the Demon return in patiently then.

“Oh? What’s this?”

The Demon’s words bring Saitou back to the reality.

The indigo eyed on the man behind him as he took a glanced around the room with a hidden of amazed behind on those crimson orbs.

“I never expected you’re quite capable on cleaning up my study room. I’m impressed.”

“It’s just normal.” Saitou stated. “Since we don’t have servants compared to you, each of us has a turn to clean the headquarter.”

“So that’s how it is.” Kazama murmured softly. With that, the noble demon began to take off his dark-brown haori, and grabbed his kiseru.

The indigo was expecting that the Demon was intending to smoke on his favourite spot. However, this time, he sat next to Saitou while the younger man took a short meditating to empty his mind. It was very quiet between them. There isn’t any awkward this time as Saitou has gotten used to be next to the Demon’s presence for the second day by now. Neither Kazama intending to give an ambush attack nor trying to kill him. As for the Demon, he pretty quite enjoyed getting closer to the indigo’s presence little by little. Usually, he would like to experiment the human’s heart by being sarcastic until Saitou snapped and sometimes shows him a little interest and kind toward him.

Once Saitou decided to stop meditating, he let his eyes opened slowly and gazed to the Demon, who’s enjoying staring at the younger man in full of interested. Whatever kind of expression Kazama giving, he had no intention malice on him.

Moving his eyes on elsewhere, Saitou could hear the Demon chuckled lightly and whispered of ‘looks like he won’ from the staring competition.

When he realized he’s been fooling around in this manor, the indigo-haired man had decided it’s almost about time to leave in this village by now.

He shouldn’t be here any longer.

He’s a human.

There’s no such thing as human living in a different world except his own.

He had just break the Kami’s rule where there’s no such thing as humans and demons could live together.

Gripping his hands on his hips tightly, Saitou took out a soft sigh from his lips.

“I need to leave.” Saitou’s words were short, yet his tone was cold and hard like his blade that he often wield. Eyes were cold like an iceberg as well, but a little gentle behind on it.

As Saitou finally laid his eyes into the Demon, Kazama continuedly smoking with his kiseru for a few moments. When more than seconds had passed, the younger man was thought the noble demon didn’t heard it very well so he intended to repeat once more. But before he could open his lips, the Demon finally answered:

“Haven’t I told you that morning?” Kazama said. “You might as well stay here for a few days until your injured heals.”

“My injured already healed since yesterday. I don’t see any point someone like you to worry—“

“And what about that below part?”

“…”

The indigo-haired didn’t reply anything at that in which, brings the Demon chuckled in amusing but soon his usual sarcastic smile disappeared.

“While your body hasn’t… pure yet, you might as well stay here for a few days. I’ll take a responsible for cleaning you after all those worthless insects done to you that night.”

“Why would you do that?”

Kazama curled his lips upward, his usual sarcastic smug is back on his face again.

“Just a… demon’s instinct.”

Saitou blinked at those words. When he tried to speak, his chin getting cupped by a very strong and callous fingers.

It was Kazama’s.

Eyes gazing into each other as if those are the only thing both men could only do in this world. Moving closer to Saitou’s personal space, Kazama gave him a hungry as he dropped his kiseru on elsewhere while pinned the other man down on the futon. The Demon had always a greatest desire to devour Saitou’s lips already. It were so cute and soft that he needed to torture it until it turned red.

While busying himself with kissing the other man, Kazama used his free hand to strip Saitou’s clothes slightly so that he could give a caressed on his muscular arms in tenderly. He admired how strong and hard Saitou’s muscles are. It’s  just shows him how hardworking this man with training in non-stop. Also, he had heard rumors from all over members of Satsuma-han that a certain member of the Shinsengumi was training on waterfall while spending himself fighting a bear if he had encounter. Whoever person that training there must be Saitou then.

When the Demon noticed the indigo was about to fall into conscious, he finally parted his lips away, letting their saliva connected to each of their tongue. Gazing down on him, the younger man’s eyes filled nothing except hazy. Cheeks and ears tinted with a deep scarlet colored. Catching his breathed in erotically, the Demon of the West has the deepest urged to pawn him down on the futon by now. But not wanting to do something without the indigo’s will, Kazama gave his forehead a kiss on Saitou’s small forehead as well. The noble demon whispered quietly:

“Today, I won’t do anything that against your will.” With that, Kazama moved his body next to Saitou, as he intended to go to sleep.

As soon as the noble demon could sense a stare from the younger man, it took several moments then Saitou finally spoke with a hoarse tone.

“…Alright.”

Kazama glanced on Saitou, raising his eyebrow in confusion, in which, Saitou continued once more, “I’ll stay here.. just as you’ve asked for. But I won’t be here longer.”

He didn’t know why did he accept Kazama’s offer. Maybe it’s an opportunity to get to know of his enemy very closely. Maybe if he’d observes him, he would find out at whatever the Satsuma-han is scheming of.

With an unexpected answer, the Demon widen his eyes opened in shock. But it takes more than seconds then he replied with widening his smug.

Moving his strong hand on Saitou’s cheeks, Kazama caressed the other man’s cheek in tenderly, as Saitou looked quite pleasant getting a soft caress on his cheek. And the next thing he knew, he finally falls asleep in comfortably.

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Ever since then, the indigo-haired man accepted the Demon’s offer and started to stay in the manor of the Demon of the West for 5 days by now as a… guest. Saitou mostly spends most of his life by following the blonde-hiared demon’s broad back as if he was one of Oni Trio group. After observing the mysteries demon of the West who was supposed to be a threat for the Shinsengumi, the indigo-haired man realized that he’s so-called enemy had no malice intention to destroy the Shinsengumi nor killing them. For 5 days in a row together with the Demon, Saitou would often sees Kazama lazing at the porch of his manor while enjoyed at the peaceful of quiet in the Demon Village despite they can still hear the sound of maniacally laughter from the abominations, that’s what Kazama described of Rasetsu. But at the same time, the blonde-haired Oni would also on continuedly on aiding the indigo like a patient and… ‘clean’ him after a horrible event happened that night at the abandon house.

Funny how the noble demon didn’t relied on his servants to clean him. But it probably because the demon didn’t want his servants to feel suspicious as to why the Demon of the West would bring a mere human such as Saitou in the Hidden Demon Village of the West. That could ruin his reputation as the Head of the Pureblooded Demon of the West by now.

When the moonlight had starting to reach at the above night sky, the indigo wondered deeper. Having living here like a home, Saitou still hasn’t found any answer as to why an enemy of the Shinsengumi such as Kazama Chikage, himself would rescue someone like him; didn’t he finds them all disgusting when they would drink the Ochimizu whether they would lose their sanity or not? So why would the noble demon becomes a savior to him?

He sighed, feeling slightly exhausting just thinking about that. When his eyes wandered to the beautiful full moon, his thought about Kazama soon changed to none other than the Vice-Commander, the gorgeous and charming Hijikata Toshizou.

The indigo-haired man couldn’t helped but to admire his beauty very truly. Everything’s about Hijikata always fascinating one. His soft and gorgeous raven hair like a streaming river. Gentle onyx orbs. And those soft lips like a sakura petal in a spring season. Oh how Saitou wished he wanted to see the Demon Vice-Commander again. Then again, he doubted that the noble demon would let him leave without a permission. But just what does he think he is, anyway? Did he thinks that the indigo is his some kind of prisoner or something? …Well, calling himself as a prisoner looks quite a bit harsh. Then again, Kazama does often see almost all humans as an insect which is, the Demon’s word was pretty much harsher than the indigo’s.

I wonder how’s Fukuchou and the others are…,Saitou thought to himself, wondered how everyone’s in the Nishi Hongwaji Temple are.

It’s already 5 days he hadn’t returned to the headquarter by now. It’s obvious that everyone in the Nishi Hongwaji Temple noticed of his disappearance by now. Especially Hijikata.

What kind of expression would Hijikata makes when he realized that the indigo had disappeared? Would he feels frustrated like a worrywart mother hen? Angry? Irritated? Or what’s worse, disappointing?

The thought of seeing Hijikata disappointing face is one of the biggest fear Saitou has ever had. He had always tried his very best to make the raven so proud so that he won’t see or hear the Vice-Commander upsetting or disappointing mumbling or groaning. Whether it’s his selfishness or not, he had always wanted Hijikata to see him a better captain compared to other captains. Until the very end, he would follow to where Hijikata go and died along next to his body, as long as what he believes is right.

“How long should I stay here?”

He questioned to the lonely wind in frustrated, sighed as loud as he could.

It’s drivin’ him crazy already!

He can’t just stay here for like forever by now.

Sitting on the tatami while waiting the Demon of the West returned back from the Satsuma-han headquarter wouldn’t helped him anything at all. Standing up from his place then, Saitou grabbed his swords at the corner of the Demon’s chamber bedroom and putting on his hips before take on his heels to leave the room.

Coincidently, as Saitou opened the shoji door, the presence of the Lord Demon of the West had appeared in front of him. That’s great.

Kazama eyed on Saitou’s swords on his hips and back to the ocean-blue orbs one, his eyes narrowed deeper onto the younger man’s eyes.

“What’s going on?”

“I need to leave.”

“Why?”

“Obviously I can’t stay here longer. Neither I want any other demons beside you finding out that there’s a living human here.”

With that, Kazama remained quiet while he’s still gazing into Saitou’s cold like an icicle orbs. Both men gazing into each other as they are too stubborn to turn away until the Demon of the West finally opened his lips with a sigh.

“Fine.” He mumbled. “You’ll be leaving by early dawn.” With that, Kazama grabbed his kiseru on the table and sat on the windowsill while watching other demons living in peaceful.

“I have a question for you.”

“And, what is?”

“Why did you saved me?” Saitou asked desperately. If the members of the Satsuma-han that raped him had been killed by the demon’s hand, why wouldn’t he ended his life as well? Wouldn’t it be easier?

“Who knows?” Kazama chuckled lightly as if he was playing the indigo’s heart. He noticed the other man began to turn his knuckle into fist, didn’t cared if Saitou had dug his nails deeper into his fragile skin until a bead of blood started to form. Kazama finds the human amusing seeing him looks frustrated and confused.

“Those kind of humans were pretty worthless and weak. Such as them shouldn’t be in an amazing human world.”

“So why won’t you end of me as well?!” Saitou didn’t realized until now that he had just raised his voice to the demon. Tears slowly began to form on his eyes by now but he tried so much not to show his weakness to his own enemy.

Kazama had been watching him since the indigo accidently raised his voice. There was an expressionless on his face as if he had starting to find the toy that he recently found is bored. Eyes wandered to the elegant window, the Demon spoke:

“Do you describe yourself as a worthless and weak insect then?”

“What..?”

When the younger man murmured that, Kazama’s eyes returned back to the indigo.

“Do you describe the Shinsengumi along with you as a worthless and weak insect, then?” Kazama repeated, but this time, adding with the Shinsengumi.

Saitou couldn’t helped but finding his heart completely shattered just hearing the Shinsengumi is worthless and weak as well.

No..

He wasn’t meant by that..

Stop..!

“I’ve heard a few rumors that you, along with Shinsengumi are one of the most strong and fearful samurai around in the Kyoto. ..I guess the rumors are fake huh?”

Stop that..!

“Who ordered you to come to those pathetic house, Hijikata? He sure has some guts despite having a title as this-so-called Oni no Fukuchou.”

D-Don’t blame Hijikata….!

“Just what is the Shinsengumi is fighting for? Money? Power? Reputation? You do realized those kind of wish are one of the most selfish desire they’ve ever had.” Smoking with his kiseru, Kazama blew out of the smoke on his lips and began to speak once more, “I don’t see a point for the Shinsengumi to spy on Satsuma-han like that. Trying to find a news by eavesdropping at the isolate room is one of the stupidiest thing has human ever done. Doesn’t they have given a better task than this?”

“Don’t blame the Shinsengumi for this! I’m the one to be at fault! I’ll let my guard down!”

At that, the indigo finds himself hard to breathe upon for raising his voice for the second times toward the Demon.

The noble demon hasn’t spoke any word yet. His eyes gazed into the the younger man who looked quite pathetic in the Shinsengumi’s point of view. But to Kazama, he finds this kind of side from Saitou is actually… cute.

“Why do you think of the Shinsengumi and Hijikata so highly?”

The indigo didn’t spoke anything, letting his cold eyes pierced deep into the crimson as he still hasn’t enough oxygen. His cheeks were in a deep scarlet colored. Sweats began to form all over his face, neck, hands and body as well.

“Don’t you think you’ve actually been fooled of yourself?” The Demon started. “You’ve been fooled by those wild dogs. Fooled by the-so-called Oni no Fukuchou. You’re just a dog who’s needs a food to survive. But once you’ve slowly die, they’re no longer needs you and you’ll get thrown away like piece of trash. Like a dying puppy who’ll slowly become a stench corpse on the street. Is that how you want your fate to be?”

“You’re wrong!” Saitou exclaimed unexpectedly. “The Shinsengumi had never wanted any of this. Neither have they fought for money or power. They’re all fighting and protecting everyone for honor.”

“Ho..? I never imagined you could speak that way before. I was expecting you’re the kind of ronin who remained silent and let people insult something terrible from the back.” Kazama said in amusing as he put his callous fingers on his chin, there was his usual smug on his face.

Saitou bit his lower lip to keep his usual stoic and quiet attitude on his mask. He can’t let himself getting so-called-exploding like Hijikata just because of the Demon’s insult and sarcastic.

“I believed the Shinsengumi.” The indigo began. “I believed of whatever they lead to me. They acknowledge of my ability and strength.” Saitou has to say, he isn’t the kind of person who would tell his past to anyone, not even Souji, Hijikata or even his trustful captains. And definitely not his own enemy. Especially Kazama Chikage. However, maybe if he told the Demon about this, he might changed his mind of how he seeing his own enemies, especially the Shinsengumi. “I wield using my left hand. I’ve trained a few dojos but either of them had accepted me for who I am or my ability. But when I met them, they never think of me cheated. Instead, they admired of my ability. They saved me, so… the only I can do to for now is to follow them wherever they go and fight for until the very end. even if it means to throw me away if I dying.”

Even if it has to die as well.

And dying like a bakufu dog just as Kazama had stated a moment ago.

As long as he’d choose the right path of bushido way,

then, he’ll willing to be with them.

“Ho… as I thought.”

Saitou laid his eyes into the Demon when he started to murmur something.

“As I thought the bakufu dogs from Shinsengumi can be quite… intriguing.”

His cold and bored expression had disappeared and soon changed into interesting and amusing back.

Saitou blinked at that part, not knowing what the heck is the Demon mumbled about. Possibly he had known the Shisengumi weren’t an ordinary ronin that the Demon often encountered.. maybe?

“As I expected, examining a quiet, yet obedient bakufu dog is… worthful.”

“What are.. you trying to say…?”

Widening his smug on his face then, Kazama moved closer to the indigo’s figure while leaving his kiseru on the windowsill.

When his enemy started to move slow, yet elegantly, Saitou felt an urged to move backward and so he did, until his back began to lean against the wall, letting himself getting entrapped by Kazama’s gorgeous figure. His strong and hard arm pinned on the wall as well as if the Demon wouldn’t let the younger man leaves him from somewhere else beside the chamber room.

There was a dark smug on the blonde-haired man’s face. But it wasn’t in malice or dangerous way actually. It was most likely to be… taken a deep interested on the younger man more and more. Using his free hand with raising Saitou’s chin to make sure their eyes collided into each other, Saitou finds his body paralyzed upon of seeing a dark expression from his enemy’s face. As if, the Demon had already put him a curse the moment he let the younger man’s eyes laid into the blonde-haired man.

When none of them make any move or speak a word, Kazama started first with tilting his head closer to Saitou so that he could taste the indigo’s soft lips once more. The Demon finds himself quite addicted on the younger man’s lips by now. The first thing Kazama ever wanted to do is obviously devoured the other man’s lips with non-stop. When Saitou finally gave the Demon a permission to deepen their kisses by opening his mouth wider, the blonde-haired man began to put his tongue into Saitou’s cavern then, tasting everything inside of the younger man’s small mouth. While he’s been focusing on kissing Saitou deeper, the indigo’s small hands began to move on his broad while the other was playing his gorgeous golden hair.

To think, a human such as Saitou would dare touch his gorgeous hair..

Parting his lips away from Saitou, hot breathes caressed on their faces each other, eyes filled with desire and lust. Once the Demon got enough air to move, he tilted his face to Saitou’s sensitive ear; lick, nibble, bite, and doing everything he can to torture Saitou’s cute and fragile ear. Each moan and whine that Saitou released often brings the Demon’s quite horny. He doesn’t usual get excited on anyone, not even a mere human or a demon woman. Though it usually depends on how deep interested the Demon of the West has toward to other person.

“K-Kazama…”

The way how the younger man moaned his name really brings Kazama excited even more. He growled under the indigo’s chin. Damn… stop seducing by whining his name as if he wants the Demon to pawn him on the tatami by now.. Reaching his limits, Kazama brings Saitou down on the futon and started to strip his yukata and so as himself. It was big enough for them to sleep together.

While watching the other man giving him a sweet pleasure, the indigo’s eyes wandered on Kazama’s free hand as he searched something in the drawer. After he finally found what he was looking for, Saitou’s eyes still gazed on a small bottle.

..Is that lubricate?

Moving down on Saitou’s private part, the Demon started licking and biting on Saitou’s curvy and attractive hip on seductively. Kissing on the bite mark that he left, in which, brings Saitou felt an urged to flush in red already. Once he has done another work on the other hip, Kazama opened the bottle to coating his fingers with jasmine-flavoured lubricate.

Putting his first finger on Saitou’s cute hole, his eyes gazed on the indigo’s lust face.

“Bakufu dog,” The Demon called. “Do you want to go a little further or not? We can stop right now.”

Stop? Now?

Is that Demon freakin crazy or something? Why at a time like this he has to stop? He should’ve stop before he stripped his clothes already..

Saitou’s answered was nothing except giving the Demon a glared of ‘Stop talking, just do it already’.

Once the blonde-haired man understood the other man’s answer, his smirk began to wide in amusing as he started to insert first finger inside Saitou’s deep hole.

The indigo replied with a soft, yet erotic moan. Not wanting to release more weird sound on his lips, Saitou put his palm of hands on his lips.

Crawling deep inside Saitou’s, Kazama began to add more when the other man has getting used to it until 3. The more fingers the Demon adding, the lewder Saitou’s voice has gotten become. As he continuedly thrusting Saitou’s inside deeper and deeper to find his prostate, not longer after then, the younger man’s mind turned white like a radiant of light, he let his voice slipped from his lips at that.

Feeling slightly confused, Saitou’s lusty eyes gazed on Kazama’s filled with curiousity.

“Wha.. what was…”

“So that’s where your prostate is.” Kazama replied with a wide smirk.

“Pro-prostate…?”

Too hazy to think of, the Demon started to thrust Saitou’s sensitive spot over and over until he can no longer moaned out anymore.

Once Kazama has taken out his fingers, he turned the indigo’s body around to make the position felt better. Exchanging his fingers to his manhood, the Demon began to insert it with a full-speed thrust.

Hearing Saitou’s half-pain and half-pleasure moaned, the Demon played his lips to distract from the pain, make sure the indigo focused on his lips only. As Saitou’s pain started to disappear slowly, Kazama started to pull out and entered it once more in a fast pace. Each thrusted gave Saitou released such a cute and sweet whine and moan.

The indigo wasn’t sure how did it happened between them. They’re meant to be enemies. And yet, this isn’t something kind of angry sex that Saitou has thought of. Instead, it was one of the most sweet and awesome sex that he’d experienced of compared to that night… he was expecting that the Demon was pretty aggressive and brutal in sex as well. But he was wrong. He was quite good on this kind of thing. He’s even a little gentle despite siding along with Satsuma-han.. …Or maybe he had slept with women that’s why he’s quite capable on it.

After several thrusted then, Saitou has finally reached his climax, giving a very last moaned on his lips, white liquid finally released. As soon as everything calmed down, he finds his body getting exhausted and not so long after this, he finds his head rested on the Demon’s muscular arm, in which, it took a right time for the Demon to put the indigo’s head on his.

Dawn’s coming. It took some times Saitou managed to wake himself up. Getting up from the futon, the indigo could hear a soft snore somewhere in the room. Taking a glanced on it, he finally found whoever snoring and it was none other than the Demon. The noble demon was having a good sleep. And Saitou couldn’t helped but finds the Demon’s sleeping look pleasant.

He still can’t believed how it turned out between them that night. There are many Demon’s words that he couldn’t figured out. Either of them doesn’t has to do with being enemies or their hatred to each other.

What could it be he wondered..?

Standing up from the futon, Saitou grabbed the yukata to warp around on his naked body before readying himself to get ready to take a shower and leave the Hidden Demon Village just as they promised.

-/-

And so, Saitou had finally changed himself into his usual black and plain kimono. Thanks to the servants from the Demon of the West’s manor, his clothes had a pleasant fragrance that reminds him of taking a break in the deep forest with a very soft breeze around him. Not wanting to cause the village in chaos, Saitou didn’t wear the Shinsengumi light-blue haori. Instead, he held it along with his headgear.

Once everything’s ready, Saitou searched the noble demon whom still enjoying a peace and quiet atmosphere at the porch while taking a sip a very strong Sake, although Kazama is not lightheaded as Hijikata is.

But still, since when had Kazama taken a shower actually..?

…

Ah… that’s right. This is a manor of course. The Demon probably own 3 or maybe 5 bathrooms actually.

While leaving those thought away, Saitou couldn’t helped but finding the Demon’s strong back quite attractive one. The longer he gazed on the other man’s back, he started realized he’s been wasting his time although he was suppose to return back to the Shinsengumi headquarter as soon as possible.

“I’m done.” Saitou spoke with his usual monotone voiced.

It took a moment then Kazama replied with muttering over something about… maybe the Sake wasn’t strong enough to drunk him? The Demon stood up from the porch and started to wear a haori with a family crest on the back.

“Should we go?”

The indigo replied with a nod as he started to walk at the back of the Demon’s in which, it reminded him of so much of following at the back of the Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi.

The thought of that man makes him eagerly to see the raven-haired man again.

Then again, what’s gonna happened to this man then…?

As the two men walked all the way to the gate of the Demon’s World, Saitou noticed how the Hidden Demon Village is a very peaceful one despite there’s going to have a war sooner or later. According from Kazama, he has to make sure the demons from the West lived in peaceful and make sure to avoid from joining a war, whether they’re warriors or no.

Beside from that, every time the Demon of the West passed to the other demons, the villagers gave him a bow in full of respected. By looking of it, there are a few villagers were quite admired the Demon, while several of them feared him as well.

So this is how being the Head of the Demon is like…

Almost like forever then, two men had finally arrived at the gate of the Demon World. A familiar red-headed man, Amagiri had been stood there since yesterday, taking a guess that it was his turn to keep an eyed on the village.

“Amagiri, I’m sending him off from this village. Keep an eyed on the village while I’m gone.”

Amagiri didn’t hesitated bowed him in full of respected as well, spoke with a very gentle that Saitou used to hear back when both of them were Hamaguri Gate.

“Of course, Kazama-sama. Saitou-kun, it’s good to see you here.”

“Ah yes… it’s good to see you as well.”

Saitou replied with his usual quiet tone, didn’t expected to speak with the red-headed man once more.

With that, Amagiri leaves the two men alone as they finally arrived at the gate of the Demon World that could reach to the Human’s World.

"Well, I think this is where we should part away by now. Times sure does flies very quickly between us," Kazama chuckled deeply at that.

Saitou nodded quietly, lowering his body slightly to show some manner, despite he is one of the most dangerous enemy in the Shinsengumi. After all, the Demon does saved him from that night. He should be grateful to have a savior such as him. Despite he can be a totally asshole and sarcastic Oni.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Kazama. I owe you for everything."

Despite the indigo spoke that, they eventually greet each other between swords rather than returning the Demon's kindness back.

Would he ever sees this kind of side from his enemy's again the next time?

...No.

There won't be next time anymore.

As much as he had a great desire to stay with the Demon longer, he knew that being someone like him is impossible. He’s a member of Satsuma-han, while the indigo’s belonged to the Shinsengumi. There’s no such thing as getting along with someone who’s from an enemy’s group.

"Your name?"

Saitou raised his face in perplexed at the sudden of question in which the noble Demon repeated once more.

"I suppose that it would be better if we introduce properly. ...Or maybe you won't mind me calling you Bakufu Dog then."

Kazama chuckled at that part. Being a sarcastic Oni as ever.

Saitou remained quiet then, tried to stand properly like an exotic statue, while his eyes were still gazed into the Demon's gorgeous figure. The indigo finally replied the Demon's question with his usual monotone voice yet hidden of gentle and determine one.

"Captain of the 3rd Division from Shinsengumi, Saitou Hajime."

"Saitou, huh?" Kazama whispered the indigo-haired man's name very softly. He couldn't helped but finds himself pleasing just whispering the younger man's name. He wondered what made him feels this way knowing that he had never take an interest on any human before.

But Saitou..

Saitou is different.

"My name is Kazama Chikage. As you may already know, I'm also a Pureblooded Demon from the West."

"You've already told me that."

Kazama replied with a smug on his face. Taking a few stepped in front of the indigo's figure and let his fingers played around Saitou's gorgeous indigo hair.

The quiet ronin couldn't helped but slightly shivered at the feeling of other man's fingers combing down his hair. None of man would ever dare played it before except

Hijikata.

And maybe Souji as well.

"The next time," Kazama began, fingers were still buried on the younger man's hair. "when our swords clash with each other, we won't be enemies from now on."

Slightly perplexed at the Demon's words, Saitou grabbed the Demon's wrist gesturing him to stop playing it, hesitatedly bowed in respectful once again before turning on his heel to leave the Demon's World.

Several steps later, his foot then stopped in stubbornly. It was as if, his selfish thought doesn’t want to leave this world yet. He wanted so much to stay with the Demon’s kind side a little longer. …or maybe forever. How could a strong enemy such as Kazama Chikage could treat him this way as if he was so special? Is there any reason why he would do that to the indigo’s

It wasn’t last long after then the Demon noticed how the younger man suddenly stopped in mid-walking.

"What's wrong?"

Saitou replied with a little hesitate and quite

"…Nothing.”

"That doesn't looks like nothing at all."

With that, the indigo remained quiet, didn't spoke anything else nor answering the Demon's question.

When the Demon’s footstep getting closer to Saitou’s, the indigo jumped slightly when the noble demon held his hand. It was as if his hand had a static.

The blonde-haired man gave his usual smug on his face as if he had read whatever behind on Saitou’s cold mask.

“I’ll take you back to the Shinsengumi headquarter.”

“Eh..?”

“What? This is what you wanted right? You’re going to miss me so much so the least you would like to see for the very last moment is bringing you to the headquarter, yes?”

“…I never said I’m going to miss you.”

“True. But what about your selfish thought?”

“…”

When Saitou didn’t replied anything, remaining silent as usual, Kazama gave a deep chuckled on his elegant lips.

“You know, you should try to be honest every once in a while, especially to me. After all, if our swords we won’t be enemies anymore.”

Being honest, huh…?

“How can you tell? You’re an ally of Satsuma-han, right? Why would you be friendly to your own enemy?”

“I have a certain reason why I’m siding with them. I won’t help the Satsuma-han that longer, however.”

At that, Saitou couldn’t helped but to blink at those words.

What..?

Does he meant, he never wanted to side Satsuma-han all this time?

Then why is he—

“Well, should we go?”

Saitou let his eyes wandered down on their feet. Biting his lower lips, he finally spoke:

“…I can’t.”

Kazama sighed. But before the noble demon could speak, Saitou began first.

“My legs are still sore from last night.”

There was a very long quiet moment between. It wasn’t awkward one actually. But the Demon was gapped like a fish to hear those words from the younger man’s soft lips. It wasn’t long after then, his shock and surprise expression on his face changed into half-wicked and amusing smirk on his gorgeous face.

“Oh? So that’s how it is.” Kazama gave a soft chuckled. “In that case, I have to carry you all the way to the Shinsengumi headquarter huh?”

Saitou replied with a nod. No words he needed to speak.

The Demon continued on smirking. Ah… so this is how Saitou’s being honest, huh?

The blonde-haired man started to carry the younger man in a bridal-styled, Kazama began to turn on his heels with his demon ability of superspeed. Despite how fast and quick the Demon is, to Saitou, it’s almost like the time between them was stop. As if the world was trying to let the indigo stays with him for a little longer whether he eventually kills him and vice versa. Snuggling his head closer on his broad-chested, Saitou couldn’t help but felt envy on him as to how the Demon had such a gorgeous body. Arms were strong and hard like a katana blade. His chest was broad and more muscular compare to himself. If the only he was born to have a same body as Kazama’s… would Hijikata ever finds him attractive by now. The thought of it it brings Saitou flushed in red from thinking the amazing Vice-Commander in his head.

It wasn’t last long after then they finally arrived at the Shinsengumi headquarter. Knowing that several members of the Shinsengumi mostly Fury Corps were taking a night shift, Kazama jumped off of the roof until they found the indigo’s room.

Putting the younger man’s body down on the wooden floor, Saitou could had a greatest desire to be closer with the Demon more and more. However, it’s impossible.

It’s unfair how both of them were meant to be enemies.

But…

“I have a certain reason why I’m siding with them”

Those words bothered Saitou slightly.

It wasn’t that long then the Demon’s voice snapped him back to the reality.

“Well then, this is our last time to see each other for today.”

“What do you mean by.. today?”

Does he meant he’s going to see him again? Here?

Kazama replied with a smirk as if Saitou asked one of a hilarious question he ever hears.

“Sort of..”

When no words express to each other then Saitou let his face gazed down on the floor, willing rather not to see the Demon disappeared in a thin of air in front of his face.

His expectation, however, was wrong. Instead of the Demon disappeared like a wind, Kazama lifted Saitou’s chin up so that their eyes could clashed each other and the next moment, their lips landed on each others.

His kisses were like a poison to him. Each kisses, nibbles and bites he received, he could felt his body, arms and legs are starting to numb. It was as if, the Demon has a special saliva that could make a human’s body weaken for several moments. It’s funny how the indigo loved how dominating the Demon is. Despite getting dominated by a sadistic demon, he enjoyed his lips getting tortured by the Demon’s aggressive lips.

There’s no doubt that Saitou’s definitely a masochist huh?

Each small whine and moan Saitou made brings Kazama excited even more as his kisses began turned into rougher and deeper than usually. His lips moved to Saitou’s sensitive ear, then sucking his chin, reached to adam’s apple. Before Kazama could untie the indigo’s obi, footsteps coming this way.

Kazama gave a growled in threatening to whoever the intruder is. But he let it be as he had satisfied devour Saitou’s fragile lips, and hearing his sweet and erotic moan.

“This world can be quite cruel, huh?” Kazama sighed. “Now then, I should take a leave by now. Let’s meet each other later and… have a sweet dream, Saitou.”

With that, the Demon presence has finally disappeared along with the winds. Although he was no longer here, Saitou could still felt the warmth feeling on his red and swollen lips. Caressed on his lips for the last time, he entered to his room and ignored other members of the Shinsengumi presence whom they gapped like a fish to see Saitou right there after all he had disappeared for almost like a week.

What matters him the most now about none other than Kazama Chikage.

Putting his head down on his pillow, his eyes gazed on the wooden ceiling above. To think, Saitou eventually no longer sees that man as an enemy anymore. Neither ally as well. He was more like… maybe between them? What might happened if Kazama hadn’t been the one that saved him? Would those members of Satsuma-han would locked him into the abandon shop for eternity? The thought of stuck with them brings Saitou’s true nightmare begins already.

“When our swords clashed into each other, we won’t be enemies anymore.”

What are those sentences meant?

Does the Demon doesn’t want to be his enemy as well? Wasn’t he despised of humans and their selfish goal? So why of all the person he chose, why him? Despite he is a mastery of iai, that doesn’t mean he’s one of an amazing soldier in Shinsengumi. The one that meant to be is none other than between Kondou and Hijikata of course. No one is better in samurai beside those two men.

Too tired of thinking too much about this, his eyes slowly fluttering closed as he started to fall into a deep sleep.

The last thing he saw before his slumber taking over him is a beautiful full moon at the night scenery with thousands of stars.

[vengiedemon123]

(OUTDATED) Episode 1 - It’s Electric!

A/N: Wassup, everybody. I haven't written anything in awhile so of course it's gonna be bad. It probably would have been even if I posted my last chapter yesterday, but whatever. Anyways, hope you enjoy! Here are a few warnings:

1) This series will be AMERICANIZED! The names will be all from the 4Kids/4K Media dub and will take place in an American state of my choice: New Jersey. Don't like it, then don't read.

2) This story will feature Yaoi/Slash/Shonen-ai/MalexMale/etc. Don't like it, then don't read. I might even feature Yuri, but for right now, it's just Yaoi.

3) Characters WILL be OOC. This is meant to be a re-imagining of Yu-Gi-Oh! not a direct interpretation and there will be OCs. Don't like that, then don't read.

Rated: T (for violence, language, and some minor suggestive themes)

Words: 4,047

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It was the late hours of the night in Domino City. Some of the residents were asleep while others were out and about for work or fun. Two particular men were busy robbing a closed jewelry store, quickly pacing to their vehicle before the police arrived

Before they could start the engine, a large black creature landed in front of the car, pushing its claws down on the front bumper. The criminals exited the vehicle and immediately began shooting at their obstacle. The figure deflected the bullets off its body and then let out a monstrous roar, startling them. They decided to ditch their getaway car and started to run, but the eerie shape pounced on them, putting an end to their clean escape.

A few minutes later, the police came and by that time, other people bared witness to what had just occurred. The officers abandoned their vehicles and saw the two robbers tied back-to-back against a street lamp with a black rope and the bag of jewels by their sides. Next to them was the Greek letter Omega burned into the side of the road. Seemingly knowing how it got there, one police officer looked up and saw two bright red eyes beaming at him from the rooftop before they suddenly disappeared.

CRISIS OF THE ELEMENTS - IT'S ELECTRIC!

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The next day, a young girl with blond bangs and long black hair with pink streaks and magenta eyes walked up to a group of two boys.

"Hey, Joey, did you hear about what happened last night?" The girl held up her cell phone which had a news article opened, titled Vengeance Strikes Again?

"Why do they call that thing Vengeance anyway?" The blonde teen known as Joey asked, looking at the photos of the tied up robbers and the Greek letter Omega branded into the road.

"I think it all started with the first string of criminal acts." Another boy with a similar hairstyle to the girl's said, "One of the criminals said she called herself Vengeance."

"Yugi, I don't think it's a chick. It's obviously a robot or some crap like that, that some lonely nerd made to play hero." Joey muttered with a shrug, "What do you think, Kaya?"

"Could still be considered a female, from the low res pictures and videos I've seen, it appears to have large breasts." The girl, Kaya, revealed.

"Heh, even more of a reason to believe it was built by a lonely nerd." Joey snickered. Yugi and Kaya rolled their eyes.

Just then, three brunettes passed them.

"Hey, Crystal, Halle, have you two seen Tristan?" Joey questioned two of them.

"Sorry Joe." Crystal, the girl with brown hair and brown eyes, said.

"We separate when we enter the school." Halle, her sister with black hair and hazel eyes, declared.

The third girl with a mixture of brown and blond hair with brown eyes was Joey's younger sister, Selena.

"Bye, boys, bye Kaya," the three said in unison as they left. "I swear those girls brainwashed my sister." Joey affirmed as he watched them leave.

"They're nice though." Kaya said, "Right, Yugi?" No answer, "Yugi?" Kaya and Joey turned to him and noticed his violet eyes fixed on a girl by a locker four doors down from them. She had shoulder-length, light brown hair that covered the right side of her face. She wore a long-sleeved shirt and a glove on her right hand.

"I wonder who she is." Kaya said.

"I've never seen her before." Yugi finally disclosed, still staring at her as she placed books in the locker.

"Hey, Joey, would you hit that?" A voice said, snapping Yugi out of his thoughts. The voice belonged to a young man with pointy brown hair and brown eyes who had his arms around Joey's shoulders.

"Ew no way, T," The blonde pulled the newcomer off him.

The mystery girl took one look at Yugi and his friends and then walked away with her books clutched tightly against her chest.

"There you are, Tristan." Kaya spoke, "Where were you?"

"I had to finish my Geometry test from yesterday." Tristan said.

"Nerd," scoffed Joey.

"Is that the word of the week with you?" Kaya wondered.

Before Joey could reply, "Come on, guys, we have class." Yugi interrupted, looking at his phone.

The four friends went on their way to their first class. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

On a remote volcano located on an island far from Domino City, two mysterious figures were hidden in the shadows.

"Stan, where are the Elemental Crystals our father has tasked us with collecting?" A person asked in a feminine voice.

"Raven, dear, we have been searching for a good year now. They have to turn up sooner or later." Stan said by Raven's side.

Lightning struck the volcano and a dark-skinned man stood before them.

"Jackson Fierce, what brings you here?" Stan interrogated.

"It's Sparkman and I have news. The Dark Crystal has been located in Domino City, New Jersey." Jackson responded.

"Father told us about that place." Raven said.

"Yes, it is where he was born." Stan added.

"But there's more, the one who poses a threat to our cause is also there." Jackson implied.

"Our father's enemy," said Raven, "Jackson, you should be strong enough to take him and anyone that gets in our way down, so go!"

"I will, Ms. Burst Lady." Jackson bowed, "And it's Sparkman!" He disappeared in a bolt of lightning.

"Do you think he'll return with the crystal?" Raven asked.

Stan chuckled, "No." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A few hours later, the high school students left the building. Yugi and his sister, Kaya, headed for the bus. On their way, Joey's sister, Selena, walked up to them.

"Yo, Kay, can we talk for a sec?" She requested.

"Sure," Kaya turned to her brother, "Yuge, can you save me a seat?"

"Yeah, just hurry up." Yugi entered the bus.

As Kaya and Selena talked, a furry, brown ball crawled out from under the bus and wiggled its way into Kaya's slightly opened backpack.

"Yeah I know. Australians are hot." Selena clarified.

"I better get going. Bye, Selena." Kaya waved to her best friend and then finally made her way onto the bus.

Yugi looked at her from the window seat when she sat down, "What did you two talk about?"

"Oh, you know, boys." Kaya giggled.

"Of course," Yugi slumped in his seat. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After the bus took off, Kaya noticed a familiar face on the other side of the bus in their row.

"Yugi, look," She whispered.

Yugi turned his head in the direction she was looking and saw the lone brunette from earlier. She was sitting by herself playing with a black hexagon-shaped pendant between her fingers. The right side of her face was still hidden by her bangs.

"I guess she takes the bus." Yugi said.

"Have you seen her on here before?" Kaya asked.

"No," Yugi sat back in his chair.

"Hey, when the bus stops, you should talk to her."

"What? Why me?"

"'Cause you're the nicer one," Kaya replied.

"You're more popular." Yugi said, sliding down slowly in his seat. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The bus stopped a few blocks from Yugi and Kaya's house which doubled as a game shop. Yugi and Kaya were the second to last students to exit the bus. Behind them, was the lonesome brunette who briskly passed them and walked the opposite way.

"Maybe we can talk to her tomorrow. Come on." Kaya and her brother walked to their home. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The shop was still opened when the teenagers returned, but there were currently no customers at the Turtle Game Shop. When they arrived, an elderly man behind the counter greeted them.

"Hi, Grandpa," Kaya waved as she and Yugi entered the house area.

"Oh, Kaya, it's your turn to take over the shop." Their grandpa insisted. "Right, uh, let me just change first." Kaya and Yugi hurried upstairs to their rooms. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kaya went into her room and tossed her backpack on the bed. It let out a disgruntled cry that startled her for a moment.

"What was that?" Kaya beckoned as she then went over to her closet to gather her casual clothes.

After putting on a baby blue sweatshirt and jeans, she turned around and covered her mouth when a gasp escaped her lips. The brown fur ball was rubbing the top of its head with its tiny green claws.

"What on Earth are you?" She huskily whispered as she walked to her bed.

It looked up at her and cooed, "Bo, bo."

Kaya looked at her door and then back at the critter, "I knew I should have closed my bag all the way." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

In his room, Yugi sat at his desk doing homework. He suddenly paused for a moment and glanced at a small, golden box on his desktop with the Eye of Wdjat etched on the front. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After the sun set and the city grew dark, it was quickly lit up by the street lights and more. Dark clouds appeared to go unnoticed as Jackson Fierce emerged in a flash.

"This feels like the spot where the Dark Crystal is located." He peered out across town and saw all the vehicles and civilians traverse the busy streets and sidewalks, "Alright, humans, it's time to fear the Elements!" Jackson said as a golden suit with wings, a helmet, and blue markings surrounding the armor covered his body.

He then held out both of his hands at either side and unleashed a series of electrical surges throughout the city, causing a citywide blackout and a mass panic. Dozens of people screamed and became scared. Those that were driving slowly slowed down their vehicles to a halt, while the faster drivers lost control and crashed into whatever was near them whether it was a wall, pole, tree, or an unlucky pedestrian that reacted late to the blackout.

Jackson marveled at the hysteria he caused and bolted over to the top of a gas station by a convenience store.

"The crystal's energy is strongest here." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

At the closed Turtle Game Shop, Yugi activated the flashlight application on his phone, "What happened." He looked out the window and noticed the blackout expanded throughout the city.

"Yugi!" Kaya cried from the living room. Yugi hurried down the stairs where his grandfather and sister stood in the center of the room with Kaya holding her own cell phone as a light.

"What's going on? Are you guys OK?" He asked with worry.

"What could have caused this?" Kaya begged with fear in her voice.

"Don't worry. We'll be safe if we just stay here." Yugi deduced. There was suddenly a knock on the door. All three let out a yelp and dropped their phones as Kaya and her grandfather huddled behind Yugi.

"Why is everyone hiding behind me?"

"You're the bravest Moto, Yugi." Kaya said. Grandpa nodded in agreement. Yugi and Kaya picked up their cell phones and held them up as they inched closer to the shop all still close together.

"W-Who's there?" Yugi asked, loudly.

"Guys, it's me, Joey Wheeler." Joey shined his own light through the window on the door.

"Joey!" Yugi and Kaya rushed to answer the door and then quickly shut it when their friend entered.

"Are you all OK?" Joey asked.

"Yeah, we're fine. How did you get here?" Kaya wondered.

"I was on my way here to hang out. When I parked my car, that's when this mess started." Joey stated.

"Are you hurt?" Yugi asked.

"Nope," Joey smiled, "But I did wanna show you this." He went to a saved news alert on his phone and it showed a hard to make out figure on a building.

"People are saying it appeared after a single lightning strike." Joey said.

"You think it has something to do with this blackout?" Yugi concurred.

"Worse, I think it caused it." Joey proclaimed, "Think about it, what if it's a real-life super villain?" He asked, growing excited.

"Joey, this is serious." Yugi groaned, "Where was it last seen?"

"Let's see." Joey looked back online.

"Well, it's a good thing the blackout isn't affecting the phone companies." Kaya said.

"That's weird." Yugi thought.

"Blackout in Domino…people injured…Yadda, Yadda; Yadda…Downtown only affected…bla, bla, bla…"

"Wait, did he say 'just downtown'?" Kaya rephrased.

"Oh, here we are, mysterious gold person spotted at a nearby Circle K gas station." Joey professed.

"If that thing can cause blackouts, then it's even more dangerous at a gas station." Kaya said.

"Joey, which Circle K?" Yugi asked, abruptly.

"Uh, the one on Thompson and Weidenbaum Street," Joey looked at him, "Why?"

"That's where our mom works." Yugi looked at him with wide eyes.

"What does that thing want?" Kaya panicked, voice breaking slightly.

"Kaya, Grandpa, I'm going to get Mom and bring her home." Yugi murmured, still looking at Joey.

"Don't be an idiot, Yuge." Joey said.

"I'm coming too, then." Kaya added.

"No, none of you are going?" Their grandfather said.

"Grandpa, we lost Dad because I couldn't save him. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you two or mom." Yugi concluded, lowering his head and still refusing to look at his family.

"What if we lose you?" Kaya asked, grabbing his arm.

Yugi turned slowly and smiled at her, "You won't." He then pulled away and quickly left the store.

"Yugi!" Grandpa yelled, angrily, "If that boy lives, he is so grounded." His face suddenly softened, "Please come home, my boy."

"Don't worry, Mr. Moto, I got his back." Joey followed suit.

"They're nuts." Kaya said to herself. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

On the streets, Yugi ran toward the convenience store where his mother worked. Joey ran up next to him.

"Wassup, Yuge?" He enjoined as they continued to run.

"What the hell are you doing, Joey?" Yugi asked.

"Not letting you play idiot hero alone."

"You're supposed to be looking after Kaya and Grandpa."

"Hey, don't worry about them. They're safe inside. It's you that I'm worried about."

Yugi shook his head, not knowing how to reply to him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The two finally made it to the store and the streets and pavement were blocked off by police.

"Man, I knew cops would block our way." Joey remarked, snapping his finger.

"Look," Yugi pointed at Jackson on the roof of the gas station.

"If they shoot that thing, they might make this whole area go boom." Joey said.

"No kidding," Yugi agreed, looking toward the store, "You have to distract them while I go inside."

"What? I don't need a criminal record." Joey defended.

"Then why are you here if you're not going to help me?" Yugi rebutted.

Joey sighed, "Fine, fine."

He made his way toward the barricade as Yugi followed behind him for a couple steps until he made it to an opening to get behind the store.

"I wouldn't shoot me if I were you pathetic officers. You might miss and hit the gas tanks." Jackson laughed.

"He's taunting us. I know I'm a good shot." An officer said, aiming his gun.

"Josh, he's wearing armor. What if it deflects the bullets?" A second one counterclaimed.

"'Sup?" Joey greeted from behind them.

"What the hell?" The first cop asked as the others turned around, aiming their weapons at him.

"Whoa! Take it easy, coppers. I'm just your friendly neighborhood Joey Wheeler." He chuckled nervously, holding up his hands.

"Kid, this isn't a joke; now get out of the way." The second cop told him.

"Oh, perfect," Jackson raised his wings and flew down directly in front of them.

"Ah, Birdman!" Joey cowered behind Josh the police officer.

"Birdman? No, I'm Sparkman. Now, who wants to be the first to die?" Jackson asked, electricity hissing from his hands. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Meanwhile, Yugi managed to sneak inside the store.

"Hello?" He called out, holding up his phone.

"Who's there?" A female employee examined with her own light.

Yugi followed the light and found four workers including a woman with short red hair and brown eyes.

"Yugi?" The woman asked in shock.

"Mom!" Yugi ran into his mother's arms, hugging her tightly and dropping his phone again.

"Lyra, what is your son doing here?" An older teen with brown, long spiky hair wondered.

Yugi turned to her. "I've come to save you guys."

"Is he for real?" A male employee asked.

"Yeah, Joey and I…" He suddenly remembered, "Joey!" Yugi grabbed his phone and headed for a door.

"Yugi!" His mother cried behind him.

"I knew we should have locked those doors." The brunette worker disclosed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Yugi made it outside and noticed the cops and Joey hiding behind the police car with Jackson floating over them.

"Joey!" Yugi's cry echoed throughout the area.

"Not another one," said Officer Josh.

"Hey, that's my pal." Joey argued.

"Are you both crazy?"

"Nope, it was all his idea." Joey laughed.

Jackson turned to Yugi, "And what do you want, spiky?"

"Whatever it is you want, you can't have it, so leave now!" Yugi hollered, glaring at him.

"Oh, is that right?" Jackson held up his crackling hand.

Yugi swallowed hard, "Y-Yes."

"You're just a wannabe hero." Jackson shot a lightning bolt at Yugi.

"Yuge!" Joey cried out.

Yugi closed his eyes, preparing for the worst. When he opened them, he noticed a large wolf with dragon wings in front of him, leering at Jackson.

"You're…" Yugi tried to get out.

The massive beast turned its head at him, "Vengeance." It said in a low, feminine voice.

"Yeah, it's the real life superhero!" Joey cheered.

"So, you're the one that was created by the enemy of our father." Jackson clarified, "It'll be nice to kill you and obtain the Dark Crystal."

"Dark Crystal?" Yugi questioned.

"The Dark Crystal is one of ten Elemental Crystals that will increase the power of a hybrid like me." Jackson said.

"Hybrid?" Joey asked.

"I was made from the DNA of a human and a cuckoo bird."

"What the hell is he talking about?" Josh queried.

"He's cuckoo alright?" Joey joked.

Jackson shot an energy blast in Joey's direction, but Vengeance jumped in front him and quickly absorbed it.

"She's fast." Yugi mentioned.

"Why do you protect these fools? With your power, you can be on our side and once and for all become the master race over humans." Jackson said.

"I will never join the side of evil." Vengeance growled and pounced on top of Jackson, biting down on his battle armor.

"You giant bitch!" Jackson thrust the beast of him and zapped her in the chest, knocking her back into the ground.

Jackson shuffled backwards seemingly malfunctioning from his last attack as Vengeance's saliva dripped down his body.

"Water," Yugi noted to himself. "That's it!" He ran back into the store.

"Oh, it's it alright." Jackson said as he prepared for another attack aiming at the gas station.

"I think we all should evacuate the area." Josh announced. "If the gas station explodes, it could take out the entire street, even more."

Joey looked at the store, "C'mon Yuge." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Yugi hurried to his mom and the others still in the corner.

"He's back." The brunette said.

"What is it, Yugi?" Lyra asked.

"Mom, I need some water bottles." Yugi said.

"For what?" Lyra questioned.

"We can't give any to him. We might need them if the power never goes back on." The male worker said.

"Trust me; I think it might help stop that thing." Yugi stressed.

"What thing?" The female supervisor asked.

"There's apparently a super villain with electrokinesis outside." The brunette affirmed.

"Are you serious?"

"They're on the first shelf by the checkout." The brunette then said.

"Thanks, Valerie." Yugi picked up four water bottles and hurried outside."

"So, you're saying there's a dude outside with magical powers?" The boss prided.

"No," Valerie articulated matter-of-factly, "I'm saying there's a dude with electrical powers outside."

"Oh boy," The supervisor placed her head in her hands. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Outside, Jackson charged enough energy to attack.

"Time to die," Jackson said.

"It's too late to tell everyone around here to leave." A third cop declared.

"With all the cars surrounding us, it might take out more than just the street." Josh said.

Vengeance opened her eyes and struggled to stand.

"Hey, Sparky!" Yugi called. Jackson turned to face him, "It's bath time!"

"Killer one-liner," Joey noted as the officers continued to watch.

"How about you be the first to die?" Jackson moved his arms just as Yugi ran and tossed the bottles at Jackson. The conduction combined with the added-up energy forced Yugi to the ground unconscious as Jackson began to short-circuit, "Damnit, I was so close!"

"Maybe if you would have just killed us instead of stalling, you would have won." Joey taunted.

"Shut-up!" The DCPD yelled at him.

"What?"

"Your pathetic city is spared for now but I'll be back!" He exclaimed, leaving in a bolt of lightning.

"He's gone." Josh said.

"Yugi did it!" Joey voiced.

Everyone was relieved when the power suddenly returned.

"Oh-no!" Joey ran up to Yugi, "Yuge, are you OK? Speak to me, pal." He knelt down and held his friend up over his lap.

Soon, people started appearing from their homes or cars to see what caused the commotion. Lyra and the others exited the store.

"Yugi!" Lyra ran up to Joey holding up her son, "What happened?"

"He's not breathing." Joey tried to feel for a pulse. The cops surrounded them.

"Not my son," Lyra sobbed. Valerie placed a tender hand on her shoulder.

Joey then began to perform CPR as tears formed in his eyes, "You're not leaving me, pal!" After a few chest compressions, Joey pinched Yugi's nose and breathed into his mouth before resuming compressions. He repeated the process for a good few minutes as he sight grew foggier from built-up tears.

"Stop," Vengeance said.

Joey did what he was told and stared at best friend's lifeless body. He then pulled Yugi close to him and let out an incoherent cry as a cascade fell from his eyes.

"Lay him down." Vengeance finally said.

"What?" Joey solemnly looked up at her.

"I said, 'Lay him down'."

Joey once again did as he was ordered. Vengeance loomed over him and examined his frame.

"I can't let a hero die." She whispered before slowly licking his face once,

"You're still warm, so it's not too late ."

After a few seconds of people staring in awe and hope, Yugi suddenly gasped for air, pushing himself to sit up.

"Yugi!" Joey hugged him tightly.

"How did you do that?" Josh asked.

Vengeance smirked, "Everybody gets one."

"What happened?" Yugi rasped in between breaths.

"Doesn't matter, you're OK." Joey said, letting go and wiping away the moisture from his face.

"My baby!" Lyra pushed Joey out of the way and held Yugi herself, planting kisses on his face.

"Mom, there are people watching and they have their phones." Yugi groaned. He then looked at Vengeance and quickly noticed a black hexagon-shaped pendant fall from its hiding spot under her fur.

"Now that Sparkman is gone, I must go." Vengeance shook out her fur, "But fear not, for Sparkman will be back and so will I."

"And we'll be ready." Joey made a fist and smiled at Vengeance before she howled and then flew off over the Circle K building. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

At the game shop,

"You sure you should be walking, Yuge?" Joey interrogated.

Yugi looked into the window and saw his family in a group hug, "Yeah, I think I'll be fine, Joey."

"Aw, I love you, man." Joey hugged him tightly, "And I totally mean that way if you want."

Yugi laughed, "I'm flattered, but you know I'm not gay."

They pulled away and both smiled.

"I love you too, Joey." Yugi said with a bright smile.

"Goodnight pal. Glad to have you back." Joey chucked with a blush and then ran off to his car, waving 'goodbye'.

Yugi thought for a moment, "What does that mean?"

"Yugi," Kaya opened the front door, "It's time for bed."

"Alright, I'm coming." Yugi interlocked his arm with his sister's as they both returned home with their family. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

CRISIS OF THE ELEMENTS - AFTER CREDITS

Yugi was in his pajamas ready for bed when he once again looked over at the golden box on his desk. He slowly walked over to it. When the lid was carefully removed, Yugi admired what was inside as his room illuminated with a golden light.

To be continued... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Next time on CRISIS OF THE ELEMENTS:

Joey: [at school] If there are more of these 'Elements', then we need to figure out how to take them down once and for all before they find those 10 crystals.

[A man made out of gravel breaks out of the ground just outside of Domino]

Yugi: [at school] I died, Joey, then how is possible that I'm here?

[Yugi walks up to the girl with brown hair and the black pendant]

Yugi: [before the girl] Are you Vengeance?

[The girl frowns and looks down]

[The rock humanoid swings at Joey and then hovers him as he prepares to punch him in the face, assuming to kill him but a diamond white dragon grabs the man by the arms as Yugi and Vengeance arrive and gasp in shock]

Joey (V.O.): [as the dragon and clay man stare each other down] Where are these dragon superheroes coming from?

CRISIS OF THE ELEMENTS

A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed. Many questions will be answered in the coming chapters like: Who is the mystery girl with brown hair and black pendent? Is she Vengeance? How? How did she save Yugi's life? Will it have side effects? Probably. Don't worry, if you're wondering where Serenity Wheeler is? She wasn't replaced with an OC and she'll appear in a later chapter. Is that "Bo, Bo" creature Kuriboh? and what is its purpose? That and more will also be answered soon. Lastly, all of those characters you thought might be one-off episodic characters (Officer Josh and Valerie and more). If they have names, they will become important later. Bye bye!

[fyrborn]

pls talk to us about the dragons and their different personalities.

anonymous ❖ here’s the worst tldr list, but this is more in depth sorta

me: i’ll get to writing the bios tomorrowme @ me: stop lying 

          &&. in all seriousness, i will get to them, but school is starting soon. smh prop you should have gotten your shit together with this blog. anyway, don’t be like me and make a multidragon blog and expect yourself to write in depth bios lmao

         to make this clear since all dragons share this: they’re PRIDEFUL and INTELLIGENT. i know i joke about the best way to not getting yourself eaten is by calling them pretty, but it kinda is in a sense. after all, when you look at a dragon, you see a monster and beast, things along those lines. you don’t exactly see the beauty in serrated, sword long teeth that’s got charred flesh stuck in between or the smoldering ruins they leave behind. it doesn’t bother them if you call them otherwise, but it would hold their curiosity to judge you in seeing if you’re sincere or at least give you time to look for an exit ( viserion tends to be very vain and balerion likes to puff out his chest ). after all, winning their favor would be in your best interest when encountering them.

         they are intelligent creatures and they do understand human speech. they know what you’re saying regardless of whatever shit you’re trying to call them in a cheery tone. it’s like in hp when draco called buckbeak an ugly brute. talk shit, get hit buddy. meraxes is the most forgiving, just saying, but even she has her limits. they are in tune with their rider’s feelings through their bond and it’s one that is magical and more. it’s why the dragons can be called without any verbal message or command. the dragons communicate through a variety of sounds too, which ( aside from body language ) communicates what they’re trying to get at. i’m going off my own hc that the dragons do share their own experiences with one another. they can show each other images, sounds, scents, touch, and feelings depending on how close they are. this could eventually be something their riders might experience if they’re close enough. again it’s their own jurisdiction on whether they want to share or not. sometimes if the bond is really strong there’s no hiding it. 

         also to make this clear, just because you’re their RIDER does not necessarily save you from possibly getting injured or snapped at. they’re WILD no matter how long they’ve had a rider for. there is no TAMING of a dragon ( dany got snapped at y’know ) and once a dragon sets their mind to doing something, they’ll do it regardless of being told no. along with that note, the dragon chooses the rider, not the other way around.

                                        and now we get into what y’all really want.

balerion: is founded on this need to survive as he was one of the five dragons that was brought over from the doom. i’m not saying they didn’t feed him or anything, he can hunt on his own quite well, but i’m sure he most likely fought the other fledglings for food. and as he grew, he became more outwardly aggressive in dominating and suppressing the other dragons. most likely if these dragons didn’t die from natural causes, balerion would have killed them himself when they started to toe the line with him. honestly, i wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t partial to cannibalism. with how much he ate and having all the free skies to fly, he grew into what massive size and fire power he was known for. pretty much this is the part that makes me laugh too when jaime??? in the show was saying drogon was full grown. drogon is like a fourth of his size. he wouldn’t make an impact if they collided in the air and balerion would eat him alive. aren’t ya glad he’s dead?

         i’m trying really hard to remember what word fits him, but it’s not arrogance. he knows what he’s capable of and he has the right to act as he does. balerion has an air of superiority ( it doesn’t help that he does look down at you from his snout ), but it’s a very imposing and tangible type of atmosphere when you meet him. he wants your respect. he won’t ask for it. he DEMANDS it. which raises the question that i made early on my dash, about how anyone could have possibly controlled balerion. anyway, balerion does not go out of his way to be cruel. none of the dragons do actually, they kill for a reason and not for sport ( chasing is fun though ). he can be quite sweet ( surprise!!!! ) to those he trusts. no, he won’t roll over and wag his tail like a puppy ( they’re more feline like when it comes to body language anyway ), but he will make the softest sounds and nudge you as gentle as possible for a scratch ( not that you can really do much at his age ). 

                           here’s a sample that i wrote for some meme on my other blog:

 the skies are his to rule and he fills it with dragon song. from deep within his stomach, presses out through chest and vibrates through throat, it comes in ROAR meant to signify his presence. how any creature, small or large ( all insignificant ), can not make note of his presence was surely foolish. for even the BLIND can see his strength, let it roll over them and know how immense of a beast he was. for even the DEAF can hear what mighty beast he was, feel the way the EARTH quivers underneath wing stroke. even the SILENT can utter gasping screams when BLACK FIRE scorches land and all its inhabitants. they should all know and see just WHO it is that truly bears the CROWN.

                WHY RULE SEVEN KINGDOMS WHEN THE SKY ENCOMPASSES ALL?

  crimson gaze settles upon silver scales that GLEAM in sunlight. and dragon song once more makes itself heard, though not of his own and balerion only eyes the CHALLENGER with disinterest. such a fledgling ( by his standards ) can screech in defiance and utter his PETTY challenges all he wishes. it would not matter. HE WILL CRUSH THIS ONE’S SKULL BETWEEN HIS TEETH. maegor be willing ( or unwilling ), he will know what is BEST for them both and let him tear this silver one apart.

                                                             FOOLISH THING 

  he has lived a HUNDRED YEARS AND MORE. he has seen and faced battles FAR GREATER than this child of blood and fire has ever seen much less been in. dark shadow is cast and falls below the city ( human nest ). how such fragile creatures take to hiding, so unlike the human child that sits upon his black scales and holds onto scarlet tinged horns and spines. a whisper from maegor, a language that HE KNOWS SINCE HATCHING is given. kessa īlon zālagon zirȳ, balerion? he need not ask such a thing. the dragon will show what FIRES BURN within his chest.

                                          DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME? 

  how can such a SMALL DRAGON hope to compare to such a beast like him? great jaws part and reveal curved teeth, CRUELthings that have CLEAVED armored men in half and feasted upon their horses like human children eating sweets. he calls then, to this QUICKSILVER dragon. wingstrokes carrying him far and he is met with open aggression. clawed feet latch onto his, but by far, he DWARFS this little sky lord. one can not simply DEFEAT A KING like he.

                                                    A CENTURY TOO YOUNG 

    teeth SINK through scales with such ease and reminds him of humans in their worthless metal armor. and it is just like them that he will end THIS IMPUDENT LORD’S LIFE. nostrils flare as he breathes in, feels VOLCANIC HEAT rise up from his chest and PITCH BLACK FLAMES spew from the depths of his throat and rush to burn at joint where bone connects wing to body. there is a cry of PAIN AND AGONY, but that only fuels such eagerness for the kill. a sharp jerk of his head, power given by thick neck muscle, and he makes QUICK WORK of this dragon. jaws slacken for just a second before snapping back shut. with one final SNAP, the wing tears free.

vhagar: vhagar and meraxes were born after balerion, both of who are female. they are close to one another not just because of how close they were hatching, but also being girls essentially ( they got each other’s back like visenya and rhaenys!!! ). she is very forward in what she wants and how she wants it. there are no warnings with vhagar, save with visenya of course, but generally it’s best to tread very lightly with her. she’s the embodiment of i’ll take it with fire and blood and would die fighting. vhagar is very into proving to everyone she’s capable of handling herself. while she’s not a tactician of any sort, vhagar does use the field to her advantage and not to mention her size. more or less that first started with picking fights with balerion when she was old enough. she is not scared of balerion whatsoever and often would get the upper hand of things despite being slightly smaller. she’s a quick thinker and ferocious when it comes to fighting ( more like sore loser lbr ). vhagar sadly does have a short temper, so often enough she will kinda explode when things that have been annoying her build up, but as quick as it starts, it’s also quick to go away. 

         she is pretty smug though. you know that scene in httyd where toothless kinda laughs at the other dragon he spat fire at? yeah that’s vhagar when she beat balerion. i hc that there were two major fights between the both of them, which could have ended up with either of them dead. in both cases, vhagar had the upper hand and she used the environment to her advantage. the first time was in dragonstone and vhagar nearly drowned balerion if it wasn’t for meraxes knocking her off. the second time was in king’s landing within the dragonpit because of some spacial pressure. they’re used to open skies and being able to fly freely, not being kept in one place completely. it’s a good thing they kept the fight short or the city would have all burned. 

meraxes: is the most forgiving of dragons. or rather, the most TOLERANT of them. by all means, she’s not docile. please don’t think that. she surely is the most patient and willing to wait ( to think before she leaps! ) to see what happens. she’s inquisitive by nature and finds herself rather content with lazing in the sun. though it’s not to say she’s not as ferocious as the other two in the skies. by all means, meraxes is no push over. she just has an extremely high patience, especially when it comes to balerion and vhagar. only when it’s a life and death situation will she intervene in their fights. otherwise she lets them go at it until they go into a stalemate. meraxes certainly does have a more motherly nature and often enough does coddle rhaenys should she see her upset. to a certain extent, she does find human children amusing and might allow a few curious ( and brave! ) to try and climb on her, but she’ll shake them off or push them away when she’s had enough.

        ( i gotta think about her more because she’s not as developed as i hoped aside from #she protec and #she attac)

drogon: he shares a lot of aspects with balerion ( death reincarnate! ), but because of how he was raised ( since i write balerion already hatched and wasn’t bonded at first to aenys ), he’s very tied to daenerys. in a sense he DOES want to be his mother’s son. he adores her and will do what he can to make her happy and content, but it’s also with this love that brings him such CONFLICT. you’ll see this especially when he becomes bigger than a small dog. he wants to be FREE to do what he wants without having to come back to dany and he kinda wants to come to her on his own terms. i mean ever since they were young, they mostly stayed within their mother’s view. and now they’re large enough to go somewhere without people trying to catch them in a sense.

        drogon wants to be the first. first ( lmao ) and foremost is to SURVIVE. after all, there were people trying to separate him and his brothers from their mother and there is nothing more powerful than fear to be your guide LMAO. essentially he doesn’t want to be in that position again. he wants to be able to be the one who protects himself, his siblings, but also his mother and that is a huge driving force ( also generally what gets him to rush right on back ).  and there, again, is this WILDERNESS that even dany can not tame no matter how much she can try. the best way, thankfully so, is through compromise. i think the fact that drogon had snapped at her the first time was shocking to her. drogon has always been gentle with her and to have this happen is eye opening. but aside from that!!! he does push his weight around. with his siblings, he makes it very clear that he is the one in charge. not to say that neither of them won’t challenge him from time to time. though this was mostly when they were younger and around the same size, though drogon still having a little more growth on him.

        he is a very stubborn dragon and he likes making it known that you should not test him, no exceptions even with dany ( ie snappity snap ). and as he grows larger and older, drogon definitely does find his own way in things. and honestly??? going into a fight with dany on his back is also kinda fun for him in a sense because hello prey drive, but also charred horse is pretty nice. viserion and rhaegal already ate humans so??? it’s not like he can miss out!!!

viserion: call him the PRETTIEST dragon you’ve ever seen and he’ll wait for you to compliment him more. viserion is VAIN and he likes to be praised ( fastest way to his heart ). the one thing he noticed right off the bat when he became more aware of his surroundings is that he is the color of the metal objects that people so covet, which only adds to his ridiculous ego. now i’m not saying that he’s going to stare off into a mirror all the time, but he takes a lot of time and pride in his appearance. however, i wouldn’t go as far as to count him out when it comes to a fight. just because there’s some blood being splattered or there’s some mud involved, doesn’t mean anything. being vain also means he’ll defend his name and reputation through his own force and means. so he does at times get into fights with drogon and rhaegal, but it stops once he’s makes his point ( or when drogon makes his point lmao ). hence why he grows more and more aggressive when he’s older.

        he is a very CONSERVATIVE dragon ( no politics \ o / ) and by that I mean he only does things when he deems his energy and time is worth it. this applies to moving too. big cats, for example, they only use enough energy to leap from one platform to the edge of another platform. no more and no less. viserion is like that and he is a very graceful flier because of it. though this does make him appear to be the LAZIEST dragon as he’s often seen basking in the sun while rhaegal might be off doing spiral dives for fun. speaking of his brother though, both he and rhaegal are the closest with each other because of the time they spent with each other when they were chained up, but also because of the fact they get along really well??? they work very well when it comes to hunting together and it’s really coordinated ( think ambushing when they were younger ). but!!! viserion is PROTECTIVE of rhaegal and keeps an eye on him and like siblings, they’ll back each other up. they do nest together and they don’t often stay away for too long from each other. it’s more so for reassurance than it is because they’re dependent on one another. 

                                                            he hates the cold. 

rhaegal: the smallest and by far is not coddled. in fact he would actually get angry if you do things for him ( not that he doesn’t appreciate the sentiment ) because he likes to EARN things. he is a hard worker and it’s so much more SATISFYING to him if he does. he doesn’t have an inferiority complex, but he does turn everything into a COMPETITION. he shares traits with vhagar in the sense that he wants to prove himself. hence why once he sees drogon do something, rhaegal is the one who will surely follow since he wants to also beat viserion to the punch. he is TENACIOUS in anything he tries to do and if he doesn’t get it right the first time. drogon might have been the first to fish in the seas while they were traveling on boat, but rhaegal would have been the second to dive right in. you’ll find him rather brave and bold. when he was younger he wouldn’t hesitate to fight back larger and stronger opponents and i wouldn’t put it past him to make a go at horses when he was on the ground or even dorthraki riders when they’re close by. and as he grew, it’s not surprising when he becomes the most TROUBLESOME of dragons when it came to having to find his way with wow growth spurt lmao and finding how to fly properly. all wings and kinda lanky before filing out. tbh, rhaegal isn’t the most graceful of dragons to fly since he relies a lot on speed so his movements can be sharp when there are turns and he likes to test the limits of his capabilities ( honestly imagine nearly crashing if it wasn’t for viserion or drogon to cushion/ help him pull back ). 

        surprisingly, he’s also the most SOCIAL of all dragons and CURIOUS of them. which makes him a bit more easier to handle in comparison to his brothers when he was younger. so it was alright for dany to essentially hand him off to someone else close to her to hold ( like jorah or missandei ). it’s why he’s rather SOFT when it comes to those close to dany and will often take it to kinda check in on them ( he’s got a good heart!!! ). though it might come unwelcomed when he scares the heck out of you. rhaegal, as i mentioned above, is very close with viserion. even before they were chained beneath the pyrimids, they grew to rely on one another more than they did drogon. rhaegal has been one to sleep next to viserion and at times will share food ( if he’s generous ). though they do have their fair share of fights for the meal. and i gotta write a sad dragon now smh.