Okay, this is my first fancfiction. So i'm really sorry if there's some (or even..many?) grammar mistakes, since my first language isn't English. Enjoy!

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TRI-ANGLE

Chapter 1: Separation and Tears

Rain fell heavily upon Luther and Fayt. Luther's expression was a sudden blank. His clear sapphire eyes stared deeply at Fayt's eyes, refusing to accept what Fayt just said to him.

"Why??" that's all he could ask Fayt. His voice was so weak that it was almost drown by the sound of rain. Fayt bend his head and bit his lip to hold his tears, not brave enough to stare at Luther's eyes.

"I'm sorry." His voice was shaky, tears started to fell down his cheek. Luther could see the tears well although it was camouflaged by rain. Luther gazed at Fayt with an expression of bewilderment, his left hand curled into a fist. Fayt sobbed lightly, "I'm so sorry..Luther."

Luther smirked mischievously, and then he held Fayt's slender body tightly. Like to want him forever, never want to let him go. Fayt felt the pain was even more painful as Luther held him, but he didn't refuse Luther. His head filled with thought. Why?? Why don't you just let me go, Luther?? Luther was silent, while embracing Fayt and drown his head on his chest.

"Don't leave me, Fayt. Please.." His voice sounded like begging. His arms hold Fayt even tighter. Fayt tried to push Luther away but Luther's embrace was too tight. He was happy to be held by Luther like that but he denied his own thought. I shouldn't let him. I have to leave him soon. No matter how much i don't want to leave..

"Luther..let me go.." Fayt struggled against Luther, tried to push Luther away from him. But Luther just tightened his hug on Fayt. He shook his head, but keep silent until finally he spoke, "Don't ever think i'll let you go so easily, Fayt.." Luther's voice had a strange, unreadable emotions to Fayt. But he understand how Luther should feel.

Luther...

For a moment, Fayt was carried by the feelings. He let Luther held him like that, and finally he realized that he done was only giving Luther hope that Fayt won't leave him. With a heavy heart, Fayt pulled all of his efforts and push Luther away, Luther was shocked by Fayt's action and he looked at Fayt's emerald orb with a sad expression, that Fayt probably regretted in the rest of his life. "Fayt.."

Fayt gave away a bitter smile at Luther before he said, "I'm sorry", turned his back on Luther and walked away. Luther was stunned in the place he was standing. No..i won't let Fayt go! Never!!

Luther grabbed Fayt's shoulder just too tightly that Fayt was winced in pain. Fayt turned and tried to push Luther's hand away from him. "Let go of me, Luther...that hurt.." Fayt put a hand on Luther's wrist and tried to push it away from his shoulder, but Luther just tightened his grip on Fayt just to make Fayt winced in pain once again. Luther stare at Fayt's emerald eyes with unreadable emotion to Fayt.

"Lu..Luther???"

Luther pulled Fayt against him and kissed him violently, without mercy. Fayt was shocked by Luther's ambush but he didn't want to pull away, just to feel the way Luther was kissing him. He closed his eyes, he can't refuse and mount down his defense. He let Luther took control while his eyes started to watering again and pure tears flowing over his eyes to his cheek.

Luther pulled away and Fayt desperately breathe, took as much as air as he could to fill his lungs. He put both of his palms on Fayt's cheek. His eyes were raw and honest, showing how much he loves Fayt.

"Fayt..." The very way Luther was called out on Fayt's name was real tender and loving. He leaned closer, bend his head and suck on Fayt's neck, leaving a red trace on his skin. Fayt moaned slightly and Luther just did it again, until the part of Fayt's neck down to his shoulder was all red because of the trace. "Please, don't leave me." Luther pleaded.

Fayt was stunned. Luther had him cornered on a tree, while rain was still falling heavily upon them. Soaking them all wet and made their hair and clothing stocked to their body. Luther kissed Fayt again, now more gentle and loving, sucking on his lips firmly. Fayt kissed Luther back, tears fell harder as Luther kissed him more firmly and the pain was aching in his chest.

Luther's hand brushing lightly on Fayt's body, started from his chest, down to the inside of his thigh. Their lips were still touching each other. Fayt's heart racing, emotions blend on his chest. Fear, sorrow, happines, and..

Love.

Luther pulled away and stare at Fayt's clear emerald eyes. Fayt stared back at Luther with an innocent gaze, the very way how he saw his lover on his eyes. A gaze that Luther was very reluctant to admit he loved so. Luther's right hand touching Fayt's cheek.

"Can't you refuse it? I can't hand you over to someone i don't know cares of you or not. Moreover so easily, i won't ever do that kind of low thing." Luther's voice was almost drowned by the sound of rain, but Fayt could hear it clearly,and he shook his head as he inflicts a dissapointment on Luther at the same time.

"I can't..refuse my..parents.." Fayt's voice was half-broken and his sentence was chunked. He bent his head of regret and sorry of his patheticness. There's a painful pinch on Luther's heart. His free hand curled up into a fist.

"You can't refuse your parents but you refuse me..." Luther's voice was shaky, Fayt could sense dissapointment tone in his voice. He looked down, his body was trembled in abstract emotion. Anger, sadness, and dissapointment blend together inside him, and Fayt seemed to be recognized it too.

"Sorry, Luther..." it was all he said before he continued, "But that doesn't mean i don't love you anymore. I still lo.."

Luther cut off Fayt's words by his lips before he could finish it, he kissed Fayt violently with more pressure than Fayt ever acknowledged Luther's kiss ever be, letting Fayt dive into his inner emotions. Luther kept both of them locked together, didn't even let Fayt say a word nor breathe. He was breaking Fayt's lips again, slid his tongue into Fayt's. Caressing it gently, moving on to Fayt's bottom lip, until Luther pulled away, licking slightly on Fayt's neck and lip. Fayt cry out a sound of a soft moan.

" I know you love me, but if i can't have you..It means nothing." Luther's eye was suddenly sharp, and Fayt was trembled in fear. Luther once put his hand again on Fayt's cheek, and felt Fayt was shivering. "Selfish, am i??"

Fayt shook his head.

"No, i..you.." Fayt as started to be anymore speechless. Luther leaned himself closer to the bluenette, staring at his hazy green eyes. Fayt grabbed the tip of his shirt, bit his lip. Seemingly encouraging himself to spit out something that haunted his mind. "It's not like i want to."

Luther sighed. They have talked quite long already though the heavy downpour, but they haven't reach any sort of satisfying conclusions that will be the best do to both of them. While Luther didn't seem to be having any problem with the terrible weather, he have to mentioned Fayt's physical abilities on standing at this state of weather. Means he have to get the best solution for both of them as soon as he could. Though Fayt didn't matter it, Luther did.

Luther held Fayt lovingly. Gifted Fayt a sweet kiss on his hair. Fayt was comforted but his mind signalled an alarm. He suddenly realized that he should left Luther and came here for that reason. He put all of his force to push Luther away, either way, he won't be able to left Luther's side if he went any further. Painful it is, but he must.

He pushed Luther away, as hard as he could. Looking at Luther's pale tosca eyes, burning Luther's image to his permanent memory. Probably the last, because he doubted that he'll see Luther again in the future after this.

"I love you, Luther. So much. But i must do it." Tears started to overflow again from his eyes, melt and ran down his cheek silently. He gave Luther away a bitter smile. "Goodbye, Luther.."

Fayt started to walk. But after a few steps, Luther stopped him. He held Fayt's wrists tightly. Fayt stopped his feet from walking away, but he just froze there for a moment before he turned his face and look at Luther's beautiful sapphire eyes with a burdened heart.

"I won't let you, Fayt! Even if that means i have to come out with force." Luther's voice was surprisingly strong, almost sounded like threatening as he tightened his grip on Fayt's wrist. Fayt's eye shone something that was more like an unreadable emotions to Luther, but then Fayt turned his head away to avoid Luther's eyes and pulled his wrist off Luther's grip.

"Sorry..." that was all Fayt could say to Luther as a goodbye before he ran away and left Luther behind him with total desperation and painful wounds.

"Fayt!!! Faaayyt!!" Luther called out at Fayt's name and hoping that Fayt would turn away, but then he was realized that it was a hopeless try. Fayt ran faster to make the distance farther, to fade off Luther's voice off his mind. And his efforts were paid off. He was no longer heard Luther's painful, hopeless screams over his back.

At the place he stood, Luther fell into his knees. His eyes were empty, thougts haunting his mind. Why?-Why it have supposed to be Fayt? My Fayt-Fayt is mine-I'll fucking end the ones who dare to touch him. Luther's thoughts was chopped into pieces, blend together with the emotions inside him, and burning perfectly fueled by anger and hatred. Things Luther had known over years he spent by his pathetic life.

No matter who..i'll fucking end the ones who dare to took him away from me. I swear.

Luther lift his head up and stare blankly into the gloomy sky, which isn't more gloomy than he is now. He braced himself and hold his tears as hard as he could. Now that he realized on how much he needs Fayt on his side and was dependant on him, he regretted that he can't be enough for Fayt to have. Fayt's name kept echoing, repeating, spinning on Luther's head in a beautiful melodic quality. Luther cry out his usual cold laugh, laughing at nothing but his pathetic self.

Pathetic fool i am.

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"Oh my! Master Fayt! Ohh..you're all soaked wet..let me change your clothes for you." That was the reaction of the first maid he saw once he stepped his feet inside his mansion. Fayt kept walking without coming out with any kind of reply before finally he spoke.

"Don't need. I can change by myself." The maid was much or less shocked by Fayt's ice cold tone of voice. A sort of tone that Fayt was almost never use in his life before. But she nodded obidiently. Fayt started to walk again before the maid remembered of something and called out his name once again. "Ah..Master Fayt!" Fayt was kept walking before he stopped at the fifth staircase.

"What now?" His voice was even colder than he could ever be. His tone before was better than the one he used now. The maid was trembled in fear, she tried to pull out the word that was hanging on her throat.

"The representative of Nox will come after dinner to pick you up, so be prepared." The maid now showed a little glimmer of fear in her amber eyes when she stared at Fayt's sharpened green eyes,whose now probably as sharp as Fayt's sword, Levantine. Fayt was creating a freezing breeze inside the maid by his silence and she was feared Fayt more.

"So be it." Only that were the words Fayt could said on his present state. He turned away and climbed the staircase, left the maid behind him whose staring at his back with wonder and confusion. He walked toward the corridor of the second floor before he stopped in front of a pine-wooded door, spun it's knob and letting it creacked to open, stepping inside the empty room.

Fayt slammed the door to closed, leaned his back against the door. And he could felt his body was declined down to the floor with his back sticked to the door. He put both of his palms on his face and he started to cry. His head filled with Luther. All of the past he spent with Luther. When the first time he met Luther ot the first time Luther kissed him, everything was colored in Luther and blend together so well that it inflicts pain on Fayt.

"Luther..." Fayt whispered at Luther's name with a weak voice that it couldn't be afforded to be more than a whisper. Tears falling heavily as the pain aching in his heart. Fayt was realized on how much he needs Luther and was relying on him. To leave him isn't an option for Fayt and was a very difficult choice. But when it concerned Luther's life, he must.

Fayt stood and wept his tears, with hope that the pain will ease as he wept his tears away. But then he realized that it didn't do as he was hoping for. Tears still flow away freely from the edge of his eye down to his cheek no matter how many times or hard Fayt tried to get rid off those tears. Fayt removed his collar shirt and left himself only with his jeans. Fayt touched the glass of big window across his bed, which is cold and . The rain was still pouring heavily outside. Fayt stared at the gloomy view of weather outised and wondered. What is Luther doing now?? He spent most of his time with me afterall.

Half-dressed, Fayt turn from the window and walked toward his bed, sat on it's edge. His clear green orbs spotted an image of small rectangular object on a table near his bed. Fayt took it and gaze at it deeply. It was a photo frame with picture of slightly younger Luther and Fayt. Luther wrapped his arms around Fayt's neck and put his chin on top of Fayt's head. Whether he realized it or not, Fayt's thin, pale-pink lips twisted into a simple smile. He sighed as he put the frame back into it's place.

Fayt was startled when he suddenly heard someone knocking at his door. Fayt didn't soon reply with an answer instead thinking of who could it be. Because he isn't really in his mood to meet any kind of person in his present condition.

"Who's there??" Instead of opening the door, Fayt watched closely at the door if the person just barge in before he gave any permission. His hand started to look for Levantine on the side of his bed. Somehow Fayt was really cautious to people he met today due to his foul mood.

"Fayt?? It's mom." He heard a reply from a voice he was already familiar with. Fayt was stunned for a while, then he let off his grip on Levantine's hilt and stood, walked toward the pine-woodwd door and spun the knob to let the door swung open. Fayt's mother, Ryoko, was there. She smiled gently at Fayt. Fayt showed a blank expression he had used on his face all day. No matter how hard he tried to push the thoughts away, but he can't help the feeling to blame his parents of taking him away from Luther.

"Get in, mom." He finally allowed Ryoko to enter his room after several second of hard thinking, though heavy hearted. He turned away and walked toward the window again. He prefer to look at the view outside rather than his mom's face. For now at least. Ryoko gazed at her son's back with guilt. She much or less knew how Fayt should feel after he was forcefully separated from his lover.

"Fayt.." She touched Fayt's shoulder gently, but Fayt didn't even turn his eye into her. It pinches a pain on her, and he couldn't help but to feel guilty to separate Fayt from Luther. "I'm so sorry, Fayt. But i could do nothing."'

Fayt didn't seem to be showing any reaction to Ryoko's words. Instead, he remain silent and kept his eyes locked on the view outside the window. "It's not your fault, mom." His voice was calm, but somehow consists of cold tone that made Ryoko felt like blamed though what Fayt's said wasn't. Ryoko shook her head, "No, Fayt. It is my fault. I can't stand against your father." She was almost cried, but she hold it. As hard as she could try.

"It's allright, mom. I already did exactly like what dad said. It was enough to satisfy him wasn't it? So everything will be fine. You didn't need to apologize me for whatever reasons i don't know you mean by that sorry." Liar "I don't want to remember it again, mom. So please, just leave it like that." Fayt's voice was never been colder than the one he was using now. He tried to stay cool though the inside of him was burning. He couldn't see Ryoko's face, afraid that he'll blame her for it, which means another person to be hurted.

"Fayt, are you sure??" Ryoko tried to reassured herself and pushed the stress inside her away, although the part of herself told her that whatever Fayt may say later, was contrary to what he said. Fayt nodded, though he didn't turn away. "I already perfectly willing." Fayt's tone of voice was having a slight change. Not as cold as before, but Ryoko still regretted it.

"Okay.." she didn't say anything like 'i'll see you later, Fayt' or whatsoever excuses may be before exiting Fayt's room and closed the door. Fayt sighed heavily. His mind was totally disabled to think about anything. He just didn't know what he should think about first. All of this was happened to suddenly, and Fayt came t face it unprepared.

...Luther...

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By the dinner, Fayt was still as limp as he was before. Fayt wasn't very spirited though it was his favorite food served on his plate. He was more seemingly forced himself to eat than less spirited to eat. His appetite was already evaporated somewhere before the dinner. He ate so slowly, and Robert seemed to be realized the change inside Fayt.

"Fayt? You okay??" he admonished Fayt, and Fayt was startled since his mind was travelling somewhere instead of concentrating on his meal or his parents. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine." And then he continued to eat, though very unspirited. Robert noticed Fayt's feelings and he sighed heavily.

"Forget him, Fayt. Albel will give you more than you could ever want to," he swallowed a bit of his red wine from his shot glass. Fayt was suddenly stopped eating, put his knife and fork on the edge of his plate. He was somehow felt irritated by Robert's words while he didn't want to remember any of those problems, for now at least.

" I know, but only i materials. I only need a true feeling of the person who loves me. I didn't ever think of wanting something more than just that." His voice was even. There's a strange, shattered tone in his voice. Robert laughed as he was mocking Fayt. Fayt sharpened his eyes and shoot a so-unFaytlilke gaze.

"Love? Hahahaha! What utter nonsense! All of it was just rubbish! This world is cruel, Fayt. You can't live by just relying on your personal feelings." Robert's words were scratched new pain on Fayt's heart, yet he continued. "Albel can give you more yet you chose that pathetic , poor living forest thug? You're such a foolish man, Fayt."

Fayt's anger started to rose. He wanted to confront his father directly but he knew he can't. His father may go into a heart attack and die just so suddenly. That may be a gold opportunity for Fayt to ran away from his engagement with Albel, but he just couldn't let his father. Instead, his right hand curled up into a fist. He looked down, bit his lip.

"I'm done." Fayt rose up and walked away though his meal was less than half left. "But, Fayt, you haven't eaten that much. You'll sick." Ryoko's voice stopped his step, but Fayt didn't want to look back. He refused to look at his parents' faces.

"Though i've got sick, none of you will care of me, won't you?" Fayt couldn't hold the sarcastic tone in his voice. There was uncomfortable silence for a while, Ryoko bent his head in guilt while Robert cursed under his breath so weakly that Fayt couldn't hear it. Sensed the tense, Fayt walked away.

"Fayt!" Robert's call stopped Fayt's feet again. And he was just petrified there, didn't look back or whatever you could ever do when you're talking to your parents. "Albel will come soon. I don't want you to look messy in front of him. Make sure you're prepared." Fayt didn't respond or showing any kind of reaction to Robert's words. He left the dining room and climbed the white staircase covered by red carpet up to his room. Fayt felt a strange feeling flew inside him when he heard of Albel's name. He didn't exactly know why, but he can't like Albel more than he could ever be since their first meeting several months ago. Somehow, Fayt was afraid of Albel. Afraid of his sharp looking crimson eyes.

Fayt spun the knob of the door ad swung it to open, leaving creaking sound echoing along the empty hallway. Once both of his feet set into his room, he slammed the door, closing it roughly. A strange, uncomfortable and stressful feeling haunting Fayt. He was depressed and confused. He didn't want to do this, but he was realized that it was already too late to regret it now. It's not like i can pull away just like that now. Fayt sighed heavily.

Now he just could wait for the call. He opened the window, as wide as it could. Cold breeze struck his bones, and he could smell the pleasant smell of the wet grasses outside. Fayt sat at the edge of the window, looking up for the shining crescent. The dark velvet sky dotted with stars. It was a quiet night. With no sound, no moves. Time was like stopped from it's pace. It was all Fayt needed to clear his mind for now.

Fayt tried to close his eyes, emptying his mind to nothing. But the more Fayt tried, the more nothing he gained for his efforts. Luther's image kept haunting in his head, rewinding back memories that Fayt didn't want to remember. For now, at least. Fayt shook his head stressfully. No, i shoudn't remember about him. Not now. Come on, Fayt, you can do it. Fayt tried to reassure himself and nodded, although he could feel a part of himself was denying, refusing, struggling against the decision his mind have made.

The crescent moon shone brightly, quietly. Sometimes black clouds covered it, but then it blew away by the wind which breezing lazily tonight. Fayt looked up at the moon, sighing. He closed his eyes, while his mind travelling to his past, when he met Luther for the very first time in his life.

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