Blood Ties

Eva McGregor

WK/HP

Aya, Nagi, Severus, Lucius, Voldemort, Draco, Harry, OC's

Pairings: Crawford/Aya, OC/Aya, OC/Aya, Draco/Harry, Ron/Nagi

Rating: R

Summery: Aya is not what he seems. After nearly being killed by who he thought he could trust Aya is kidnapped and thrust into a world he was taken from as a small child. But in learning all this Aya discovers a conspiracy against a family he has never met, and a long dead love isn't so dead after all. Can he stop his enemy in time? Crossover with Harry Potter, features OC's

Notes: Lucius is Aya's uncle through his twin brother Lucas; Lucas changed his name to Fujimiya to protect his family. WK timeline: generic, HP timeline: end of fifth year disregards GoF and OtfP. also not that the first few chapters do not feature HP charicters, I'm busy typing the chapters so they will be featured after four on.

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Blood Ties

Eva McGregor

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Prologue

"Easy mission she says; like a vacation she says." Yohji Kudou grumbled as he carried the last box of supplies into the secluded cabin. "This doesn't look like a vacation to me."

"Shut up Yohji," Aya said taking the box from the blond and walked to the kitchen. He set the box on the counter and started putting canned goods in the cupboards.

Yohji walked up behind him wrapping his arms around the redhead's slender waist. "Finish that later," he suggested kissing Aya's neck.

Aya elbowed him, "we're on a mission," he said trying to get out of the blonds embrace.

"We're alone," Yohji reminded him tightening his hold to turn Aya enough to kiss him.

"Yohji," Aya protested as he kissed back.

"Come on, nothing happens until the full moon anyway." Yohji argued kissing down Aya's neck again. "That's two weeks away." He cupped the redhead's ass lifting him against the counter.

"Yohji no," Aya said pushing Yohji away and went back to stocking the shelves.

The blond huffed in frustration and left the kitchen hitting the wall flat palmed as he went.

Aya glanced over his shoulder and sighed. They had been sleeping together for nearly two months under Kritiker's nose. Yet Yohji had started becoming more and more aggressive before and during sex, to the point the Aya was both afraid to sleep with the blond and break up with him. Not that he was really afraid of what Yohji would do, Aya was more afraid of what he would have to do to Yohji if things got out of hand.

He was almost tempted to have Ken or Omi say at the cabin also. Yet it was only a two person mission so there was nothing Aya could do except jeopardize the secrecy of the relationship.

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The watcher followed the beautiful young man with his eyes. It stayed a good distance away from the cabin only keeping its prey insight through the open windows. It watched as the young man busies himself in the living room, where another man entered from somewhere upstairs.

The watcher half listened to the argument they shared with keen senses about the sleeping arrangements of the house. It watched as the beauty turned on lamps to ward off the growing darkness.

It growled low upon seeing and hearing the hard slap to the beauties face.

Then it was gone.

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Aya pressed the ice hard against his face in an attempt to squish out the pain. The livid bruise had formed almost instantly after Yohji had slapped him and now was an angry purple/black. It had taken more will power than he thought he had not to hit the blond back. Ken he could fight with, the brunettes honor usually made him fight fair except when going for the kill. Yohji didn't fight fair. He took everything to his advantage and only physically fought when he knew he had the upper hand.

Without Ken and Omi there to stop him, without the protection of having a place to run, Aya knew he couldn't fight back. Not unless he meant to kill the blond.

The argument had been about the sleeping arrangements. The cabin had four rooms. Yohji had placed his thing in the master bedroom expecting Aya to do the same. When he discovered the redhead's things in another room down the hall Yohji had demanded to know why.

When Aya told him it was because they were on a mission so they wouldn't be sleeping together, Yohji had slapped him.

Now Aya was in his room with a chair under the door handle to keep Yohji out. There was no ledge to the window and the roof slanted ten feet out. No one could easily get in the window and as far as Aya knew there was no ladder on the property; exactly why he chose this room.

"Aya open up!" Yohji called pounding hard on the door.

"Go away!" Aya called back through the pain of his face. "You've done enough you fuck; stay away from me or I'll run you through!"

"Now you don't mean that," Yohji said mockingly though the door. "You love me remember. Open the door baby, I just want to talk."

Aya resisted the urge to snort. "Go take a cold shower Yohji, leave me alone!"

"Open the door bitch!" Yohji yelled slamming against the door to make it rattle on its hinges. "Take what's coming to you."

Aya got up from the bed and grabbed his unsheathed sword. Removing the chair from the door he waited a second then opened it allowing Yohji to stumble inside. Setting his sword tip on the blonds back he said calmly. "I am going to call Kritiker tomorrow, Ken will come up here to take your place and you are going to get a psych eval. Now unless you really want me to kill you, I suggest you get out and leave me alone."

"Bitch," Yohji snarled but got up. "Who'd believe you over me?"

"A lot of people." Aya said stepping aside to let Yohji leave.

The blond turned toward the door away from the sword. As son as he cleared the blade he back handed Aya, sending him crashing into the bed with his sword sliding to the other side of the room.

"They'll never know," Yohji promised picking up the sword. "You won't be telling anyone, the target is going to tragically kill you when you stupidly go out after dark by yourself." He pressed the blade against Aya's throat, "Get up."

"If you're going to kill me, do it right here." The redhead grout out. "Be a man you fucking cowered. Is this what you do when someone tells you 'no'? You kill them?"

"It's what I did to the last of you." Yohji said lifting the sword point under Aya's chin to force him to stand. "You think you're the first forth member of our team? You're just the replacement, and I'll just have to better train the boy to replace you. I already know who that's going to be!"

Aya's eyes widened, "You planed this all along," he whispered. "The seduction, the steady but slow abuse. You wanted to break me, and when you realized I wont you plotted to kill me."

"Very good," Yohji said grabbing Aya's arm and made him walk out of the room and down the stairs. "Though I admit the first was harder to cover up. Ken and Omi knew we were sleeping together. That's why I knew I had to make sure our relationship stayed a secret. I cant keep killing before someone catches wind and makes me a target."

"Why?" Aya asked wincing as his arm was gripped tighter as he was forced to open the front door or be pushed through the wood and glass. "Don't you get enough killing the guilty; you have to kill those apart of your life also? Do you kill innocents too?"

"No one is innocent!" Yohji said pushing Aya into the tree line, "I learned that with Auska. Killing you will be nothing."

Using a skill only a true swordsman would know, Aya grabbed Yohji's arm and elbowed him in the face. The second he was released he ran, knowing the blow wasn't enough to get his sword back. All he had to do was hide long enough to get back to the cabin and call for help, or get to the car and drive to the nearest town.

"Aya, oh Aya." Yohji called madly in the darkness as Aya ran headlong into the black abyss. Aya fell over fallen branches and his body was scratched by twigs seemingly reaching out for him. His clothes ripped under the abused of his flight hindering his movements. His legs and lungs hurt from his falls and running. The adrenaline that had helped him get away was no longer helping him to stay away.

Aya fell one last time in a small clearing were the tree tops wouldn't allow for much growth. Gasping for air he lay still trying to listen for any sign Yohji had found him again. The moonlight streamed in from the break in the trees acting as a spot light for his position. He just needed a few more minutes to catch his breath and get his legs working again.

"Maybe I'll fuck you one last time before I hack you into bits with your own sword." Yohji said stepping into the clearing. "For making me chase you. How do you think it will feel to be rapped and murdered by your own sword?"

"Why don't you try first and tell me how that goes." Aya spat out dragging himself further away from the blond.

"I'm going to enjoy this," Yohji said lifting the sword.

Something broke from the brush with a bone chilling howl. The creature, half hidden in shadow, barreled into the blond sending them five feet back. Aya covered his ears as he heard the terrified scream that was cut off abruptly as the creature ripped out Yohji's throat.

There was silence for a long moment as if the world had muted it self. Aya watched in horror as the creature slowly turned toward him and stepped into the light. He whimpered upon seeing the bloody wolf like muzzle and the razor sharp claws. He tried to get his body to move but all he could do was stare at his coming death.

Then before his eyes the creature began to shift and melt. It shrank from eight feet to just over six. The hair shortened on its head and became skin and cloth. Finally the face and hands changed to become human with wolfish qualities. The man was pale in the moonlight, of blond hair and blue eyes. His muscular form had become smaller and more defined but no less bulky. This was a man that could easily break a man in two, as the wolf form could bite a man's head off.

This presented a much greater threat to Aya. Where the creature's only danger was in ripping him painfully to pieces, the man posed the threat of sexuality and torture. After Yohji, after countless lovers that had mistreated and abused him, Aya couldn't take anymore.

If the man were to spare his life only to use him for pleasure Aya simply wouldn't be there to be apart of it.

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"I'd say it's shock," the Kritiker doctor said shinning the flashlight once again in Aya's eyes. "Little to no pupil dilation; Catatonic reflexes. The trauma is great; I don't see him waking from this."

"Thank you doctor," Ken said standing in the sidelines with his arms folded over his chest as he watched the examination. Two days ago Aya had been dropped at the hospital in the catatonic state he was in now. When they had investigated where Yohji's location was they had found signs of a struggle and the blonds body in the forest eaten by animals.

Whatever had happened, Aya had witnessed it all and even his training had been unable to help.

Ken titled his head to the side, reaching out to touch a silver cuff around Aya's wrist. There was no clasp to remove it and the metal seemed too small to fit over the slender hand. "What is this?" Ken asked lifting Aya's wrist.

"We don't know," the doctor said, "what ever it is, is an unbreakable alloy, yet is non magnetic."

Ken frowned. "When can I take him home?"

"Tomorrow," the doctor said, "though there are several facilities that will take him."

"He needs to be home," Ken insisted. "For his own protection I would like him released now."

The doctor nodded, "I'll get the forms." He said and left the room.

Ken watched his friend stare ahead with blank, dull purple eyes. "What happened to you Aya?"

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That night was a loud storm. Omi and a team were still at the cabin investigating what had happened. So far it looked as if someone had broken into Aya's room and had given chase. They weren't sure if Yohji had been the chaser or if the sword in his hand had been in defense of their attacker.

They knew for sure Aya was there when it happened.

Ken was sitting in his room reading over the report sent in so far. The bathroom doors were left open giving him a view of the adjourning bedroom. If he leaned forward enough Ken could see Aya sleeping on the bed.

A bright flash of lightning followed by a clap of thunder preceded the power going out. Ken cursed softly under his breath and fumbled in the desk drawer for a flashlight. Turning it on so he wouldn't run into anything Ken made his way to Aya's bedroom. He sighed in relief when he found Aya still asleep, unaware of the storm outside. Ken went back to his desk to put away the files and go to bed since he wasn't going to get anything more done tonight.

He jumped half a foot when Aya suddenly started screaming. In a flash Ken was stumbling across the bathroom to the redhead's room.

"Aya!" he called in alarm searching with the flashlight for the missing man, "Aya!"

The light fell on a huddle figure in a far corner. Aya sat as a scared child would, trying to make himself as small and unnoticed as possible. Ken stumbled to him, falling to his knees and set down the flashlight.

"Aya? Can you hear me? Please Aya, its ok, you're safe." Ken said gently cupping Aya's face in his hands.

"Please Yohji no, please," Aya whimpered the moment Ken touched him, "Please Yohji. Don't. No. please don't!"

"Shh," Ken tried to soothe, "I'm not Yohji. I'm Ken remember? I'm not going to hurt you. No one's going to hurt you Aya. You're safe now."

'Oh God,' Ken thought, 'Yohji chased Aya into those woods to kill him. The bruises on Aya's face are from Yohji. That bastard!'

Aya suddenly started screaming again, his eyes focused on something beyond Ken's shoulder. Ken grabbed the flashlight and spun around to look.

"Oh shit," the brunette whispered as the light hit a creature resembling a wolf. Behind it Ken barely registered the open window it had come through. Slowly Ken stood taking Aya with him while making sure the redhead stayed behind him.

The creature growled at Ken as Aya screamed again. Ken tightened his half hold on Aya moving away from the corner toward the door. The creature moved with quick reflexes to block the way knocking Ken and Aya down in the process. Aya instinctively crawled away as the creature pounced on Ken pinning him to the floor with a low growl.

Ken clenched his teen as sharp fangs came close to his throat. "Aya get out of here! Run!" he shouted cringing away from the creature. This was the creature that had killed Yohji and had come back for Aya, only to find Ken in the way.

Instead of running Aya curled into a ball screaming over the storm with his eyes clenched shut. He didn't have the mind to run; he was frozen in the loop of the memory of the first death, unable to move as he watching Yohji being ripped apart, then the creature coming for him over and over.

The creature suddenly lifted Ken off the ground, throwing him against the far wall. Aya screamed again as Ken tried to shake off his daze.

When he could see and hear again the creature and Aya were gone.