"Yoo-hoo!! Haruka! I need to ask a TINY FAVOUR from you!" A young lady exclaims in a flourish. After a few minutes of impatience, she notices that no attention is directed towards her. She crosses her arms and pouts at the brooding figure in the corner. Haruka shifts his eyes to the latest distraction.

"What do you want?"

Yoko sighs. "Where were you last night? Kantar-... I mean …we were all worried about you."

A long silence stretches through the dim-lit room.

"Never mind, it's just that Kantaro's sick and I've got some errands to do... Can you please take care of him? … saves me from hiring an expensive pet-sitter." She adds genuinely.

Haruka replies with an emotionless expression, tilting his head towards the window. The brunette grins victoriously as raven-coloured feathers tickle her face.

Kantaro moans at his thermometer reading of 38.4º C. 'I feel so SICK...but at least I get an extension for my deadline.' He smiles cheekily to himself.

A familiar presence enters the room, making his senses prickle sensationally.

"H-Hello Haruka."

Kantaro coughs as he attempts to greet the oncomer, but wavers when a large hand pushes him down gently.

"Rest."

Kantaro blushes as Haruka transfixes his gaze on him. He hides under the blanket...but feels it slowly being tugged away. He gasps at the sudden cold impact of Haruka's firm hands on his skin. Haruka, unaware of his uke's reaction, continues his journey of tracing the contours of Kantaro's features. He traces along Kantaros' pale jaw line, and then touches Kantaro's underlying tones of white hair. He temporary stops to draw spiralling patterns on his pale skin and lastly pauses a finger on Kantaro's soft, luscious lips.

…So beautiful…All mine...

Kantaro peeks into Haruka's stunning emerald orbs.

~So beautiful~

He shivers, enjoying how light and wonderful this feels. Haruka pauses to lean closer. 'What is this overpowering feeling that I don't want to control?'

Kantaro unable to hide his embarrassment any longer shuts his eyes. Sweet breath tingles along his lips.

…If only…If only…

At first, it is a lingering kiss. A kiss as soft as sakura petals landing on Kantaro's lips. Haruka acknowledges how hesitant Kantaro is, but a sudden urge of lust surges through his veins. He smirks possessively as Kantaro's will power weakens.

Tongues entwine hungrily. But the demon-eater has other thoughts in mind.

He bites Kantaro's lips drawing salty, red blood. Groans of pleasure and pain echoes through the empty room. Kantaro feels his lips grow numb from the constant pressure of Haruka's lips.

"M-More Haruka..." Kantaro whispers, as his arms tangle around Haruka.

"As you wish, master..."

'…Kantaro's expression is so arousing…all mine to devour'…

"Yoo-hoo! HARUKA! Kantaroooo, I'm home!!"

Eyes widen in shock.

"Stupid brunette," Haruka mutters angrily and gracefully disappears into the dark corners of the room. Kantaro smiles in disappointment and gradually sinks into a strange daze.

"What did you do to Kantaro?! BAAKA Haruka! He's more flustered than before!"

As she expects, no answer is given from both parties. Yoko, using her insticts, suspects something dangerous is occurring between the two. A tissue box bangs on the ground before she leaves with a heaving sigh. A loud slam announces her exit... Those two frustrate her!

Haruka, back to his emotionless state, steals a glance at the god-like beauty on the bed.

"Haruka… are you still there?" Kantaro's feeble voice tries to sound audible.

Haruka grunts loudly, shadowing a new emotion that strickens on his face. 'Why is his heart beating profoundly?'

Hope…helplessness…love?

"Please stay with me… Be by my side, Haruka."

Haruka swivels his body towards the weak figure.

If only…if only…I could stay by your side forever…

He smiles weakly at his master, laughing softly at his absurdity.

…But until that time comes when we do separate…I'll be here…right by your side…

Feathers tickle Kantaro's face as a strong gust of wind hits his face.

"ACHOO!"

--Beta'd by UKELICIOUS--