By
Squall Morpheus Leonhart
Warnings:Rape in the last chapter, incest(Not Aya/Ran), Yaoi, lime
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own them so don't sue me.
Genres: Action/Adventure, Romance, Drama, Anguish
Pairings: Yohji x Aya, implied Ken x Aya-chan, Omi x Nagi

~^~ Seven Hours later from previous, Kyoto ~^~

Sousuke took out his saver from one of his cabinets that decorated the room. Unlike the swords his students use, this one was sharp, very sharp. Sharp enough to impale the wooden door and then slice it cleanly and smoothly. Like a hot knife through butter. He ran his hand down the small blade from hilt to tip before slashing toward the right in much haste. Then slowly relaxed to the first position and he thrusts forward as if to strike an invisible opponent.

This was his ritual, a ceremony he did every morning with either a saber, epee, or foil, never the katana, he never dared touch another Japanese sword after Weiss for the danger of memories and feelings breaking loose. He parried his unseen foe then jab at the enemy before retreating and going defensive. To him all things died and all that was left in the world was a void, him and the sword he held.

His mind went blank as he focused his entire existence to that foe, to the sword. Usually some of his students, if not all would watch him, even some from the staff. It did not matter who watched him nowadays. They knew that he was a swordsman who disappeared regularly but he was an accomplished teacher in all arts. Those who watched thought themselves privilege to see such a wonderful dance. Sousuke ducked low before striking at his foe's knees. He was so in depth within the sword's song that he didn't hear the door open.

As he was about to perform the final blow of his opponent, someone cleared his or her throat. Sousuke turned and pointed the tip of the saver at the intruder's neck. As he pulled himself from the void he had placed himself in; he could hear the person laugh, a laugh so familiar to his ears. It couldn't be…

The intruder spoke, "You are just like him, Sousuke." Sure enough it was Yohji.

"…Hn." Sousuke didn't trust himself to speak much less breath. Sousuke lowered the blade but his grip did not loosen.

"You truly are him, don't try to deny it, Ran," whispered Yohji into his ear. "You are him, you are Ran. I know you are."

"I don't know what you are talking about," denied Sousuke, shaking his head.

"You are, I know you are and you do too," whispered Yohji, "I know that you love me as well." On the blonde's lips was the ever-present seducing smirk.

"I do not!" Sousuke looked at the clock; his class would be coming soon, within ten minutes. He turned away from the touch of a hand on his cheek.

"Don't worry, Ran, I locked the door, no one will interrupt us, no one will." Yohji turned the assassin around, his hand dropping to undo the ever-present braid. His face was coming dangerously closer to Sousuke's.

"Get away from me," hissed Sousuke as he glared at the blonde.

"Never, I never leave a kitten I want to love," Yohji undid the braid and watched as the purplish hair flow like a river.

"You do not love me, so stop playing these games." Yohji stroked his cheek and Sousuke unconsciously leaned into the touch.

"I do and always have, Ran, though I must admit, you had me fooled in the beginning," Yohji smiled.

"How?"

"You acted different but at the same time you remained the same, how did you do it," asked Yohji.

"That was Ran, not me. I am not him nor am I Abyssinian."

"I think you are, and I know you are. To you, and us you are Ran, regardless of what you do. You are him and he is you."

"You're talking nonsense."

"I'm not and you know it. Come back to us, come back to me," whispered Yohji, his lips descending unto Sousuke's.

Sousuke move away from them, "What of Setsuna?"

"We broke up about a month ago, he's dating a girl named Noire Miyu I believe."

"What of the bond?"

"We have no bond, us on the other hand," Yohji didn't allow Sousuke to think anymore as he descended his lips once again on the man.

Sparks flew to each corner of the room. Yohji sighed as he tried to coax Sousuke, '…no Ran,' he thought, 'he is my Ran,' into kissing him back. He only managed to have Ran open his lips before Yohji dived into them with his tongue, tasting the small cavern for what it was. 'Mint, wonderful mint.' Yohji moved his hands to the sword the smaller man held and undid the grip, which was unmistakably loose. From there, his hands moved to the assassin's waist and neck.

Finally Ran moved and responded, his hands hesitantly moved to the neck of the blonde as he pushed Yohji so their lips were crushed. 'Cinnamon and peppermint,' thought Ran as he responded to Yohji's actions. Ran moaned as Yohji grazed his bottom. How long they were kissing and roaming their hands on each other's body, Ran did not know. He didn't want this to stop. Suddenly a knock on the door brought him and Yohji out of their actions. Ran pushed Yohji away. "We can't do this, not now."

"Then let us do this later, my love," smirked Yohji.

"If I find out this seduction is just to make me teach you and the others, Kudou. Hell will be reckoned with," threatened Ran coldly.

"It's not, love, this is for you and me. I have something else for that," Yohji pulled Ran into another chaste kiss but it did not last for long. "I want to watch you Ran, so don't even try to kick me out."

Ran nodded as he let in his first class in for their lesson.

~^~ Seven Hours later, café ~^~

"Had I known you were such a nuisance I would have never let you stay," mumbled Ran.

"You love me anyway and I love you too, Ran," said Yohji casually.

"Will you stop calling me that. It's Sousuke," hissed Ran, already irritated that he couldn't tie his hair back since Yohji had it on his wrist.

"Iya, to me it's Ran and only Ran, honey so get use to it," said Yohji huskily.

Ran shook his head in defeat, "Fine so how are you going to convince me?"

"Easy, once I have you, you will do this as a favor to me, Ran."

"What makes you confident that I will fall for you?"

"You already have, my sweet. All I have to do is make you acknowledge it and I have you," Yohji smiled, "Don't you even dare think this is only a fling. I want you, body and soul, Red."

"How long?"

"A week to seduce you and then by the end of this week, exactly midnight I will have you," Yohji smirked as Ran shook his head.

"A week, fine but nothing should be going on during my classes," stated Ran.

"Of course, lover."

"Where are you staying, Kudou?"

"With you, honey," said Yohji seductively.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Kudou and get yourself a good lay."

"What happens if I want you?"

"…Hn."

"Thought so."

"We are not sharing the bed."

"That's what you think, baby."

"Stop with the pet names, Kudou, already!"

~^~ Later that evening ~^~

"Kudou, get off of me, I have to go," yelled Ran trying to get out his bed.

"Never, you're so soft and you smell like lavender my favorite," inhaled Yohji.

"Something's wrong with the school. I have to go!"

"How do you know? Hmm."

"Just call it instinct." Ran smiled, "Later we would continue this."

"Fine but don't think I will let you go unmarked. To believe that we only made out, I must be crazy not to go all the way tonight," said Yohji dramatically.

"Stop being such a baka, Kudou and let me go," squirmed Ran.

As soon as Yohji let him go, Ran went to his dresser and pulled out his uniform and gotten changed. When that was done, he went to his closet and pulled out his saber from last night. It was a black blade with the writings of his clan on them, when he used his power it would glow red. Ran turned to his mirror and did his braid before turning back to Yohji who was in his outfit, the black outfit. "Why are you wearing that?"

"What you prefer the blue one, Koi."

"No, that's not it."

"I'm coming with you as your backup."

"I don't think so."

"I think you do, baby so let's go. Your car or mine," said Yohji taking his lover's arm.

"Yours and stop calling that," protested Ran as Yohji led him to the garage of the Blood Moon apartment buildings.

"Iya, you love it and I know you love it," commented Yohji as they enter his Seven. Ran shook his head once more as he directed Yohji to the school.

Once there, the school was on fire and with Ran's mind's eye, he could see a lone demon and its master on its roof. Yohji who had little development of his powers could still feel the strange presence. He looked at Ran curiously but the redhead pointed toward the nearby forest, he wanted Yohji to park there. "You take the right entrance and head for the roof, I'll take the left. If you can, call Persia, he'll send some dragoons soon."

"Hai but," Yohji pulled Ran to him," be careful, Red and I don't want you dead. Not again, never again."

"Hai," Yohji kissed Ran passionately before letting him go. The two lovers broke their embrace and ran to their positions.

Ran hurried to the roof, he knew what awaited him up there, he didn't want Yohji to get caught of this mission, The right entrance was a way to the back of the school, it never went up, there the blond would be safe. As he reached the roof, there was Hiro with his epee; the demon was a shadow. This demon was known to the best after vampires only slightly under the Knights of Angelus. Ran should know since he was one of those Knights. "Why are you here, Hiro?"

Hiro sneered at the warrior before raising his hand and motioned the shadow wolf to jump on the assassin, "I am here for what I have wanted from you. I am here to make you mine."

"Never," spat Ran, hissing at the brunette Mage.

"Oh yes you will, cousin," hissed Hiro back. "You will be mine." As these words were said, wires soon enwrapped his body. Hiro looked at the demon, "Go, find them and destroy those who stand in our way. I will perform the ceremony with him."

The shadow wolf nodded and dissipated through the roof of the building, merging with the flames. Hiro looked back at his cousin, showing the redhead his true form. Like before he had long black locks with his green eyes, his skin was paler and upon his back were black demon wings. In his eyes, were desire and lust. At the image of such an evil creature, Ran prayed that Yohji will be okay and that hope and help will go to him before himself.

Hiro approached his cousin of blood. Like his father before him, he took his brother and made him, christened him into the occult. Now the true secret of the Occult and the Fujimiyas are going to be revealed. It is time for the Knights of the Angelus to come and purged the world of the dannen. Hiro ripped off Ran's assassin uniform with his epee, ravishing in the fact that his cousin was beautiful.

The blade danced on the redhead's skin, drawing blood and tracing over the wounds from last night. Tonight before midnight this creature would be his. Hiro bared his fangs into Ran's neck and suckled at the blood he drew. Ran screamed at the top of his lungs as the blood flowed into Hiro's mouth. He didn't want this but what choice did he have?

Hiro dived upon his cousin's nipples biting hard. He was grinning deviously. His hands traveled down to the exposed sex and began to squeeze it hard. His own little devil was erect and ready to force itself on his cousin but he kept that in check. Oh how he loved the way Ran tried to get away from him but with the wires around him, it constricted him. Ran tried to lash out at Hiro but the brunette managed to gag him after kissing him once more.

Hiro moved away from the pale man before summoning two long black spears. They hovered in the air momentarily before passing through the shoulders of the bound assassin. Blood spattered but after the spears passed through completely, two crimson red blood wings appeared. Soon enough the wings began to solidify into black feathered wings drenched in blood.

Ran gasped during the procedure to have him show his true form. The wings encircled him protectively but that was not enough. Hiro grasped the wings in his hands and pushed them back, watching his cousin show his true from. The assassin's hair lengthened and flowed freely until it was crimson tinged with purple. His skin grew paler and his amethyst eyes turned into such a deep purple that it was almost black. This was the Knight of Angelus, this was Angelus.

Smirking to himself, Hiro turned away from the blood stained angel to vanquish the wires around his prey. Ran fell to the ground, trying desperately to get to his sword but Hiro had other plans. Hiro bounded Ran's hands with a torn cloth and kissed the pale column. He hissed, "You truly are a wonder, my beauty. Almost hurts me to taint such a beautiful creature, almost."

Then Hiro impaled himself into the angel and watch the man's face displayed the agony. Not waiting for the pale man to become use to it, he pulled out and impaled himself again. He bit Ran's neck with every entry, watching with glee that the man was screaming for him to stop. Hiro however never wanted to stop. He wanted to watch the man wither in agony.

He continued, thrusting in and out harder and harder adoring in the fact that this man was his, only his. That Emerald would never have him. This was his to have and behold for all eternity. As soon as he came, he looked at the angel underneath him. The purple shade turned into a complete black as the tainting began. Kissing the lovely mouth, Hiro whispered, "Welcome home, my liege, my angel, my leader, my Angelus!"

He threw his head back and yelled to the sky as the flames died down, "The Knights of Angelus have returned and the Leader has come. The Angelus will bring the Ragnarok of the Dannen, so speaks the End Worshiper Kry Le Fate!"

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Quote of inspiration:
My Flame died when I became tainted
Squall Morpheus Leonhart
2003

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Stay tuned for the sequel, Knights of Angelus, second in the Angelus Arc!