A/N: This idea came to me while I was talking to my RP friend. Well, the urge to write came from talking to it. The idea that started it through was seeing those characters swapped with Gasai Yuno with that obsessive, lusted/love look of theirs that I started the conversation with her. So, after my exams so far I would begin writing. But don't worry, I'll continue Renew the Light and Demons Love the best I can! (P.S. Apologies ahead of time if it seemed rushed and ...horrible!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of the Abyss nor any Tales of games, they belong to Namco.
Summary:"….Luke…" Asch whispered in a sweet tone only for his , his Luke. No one else will have him, he would kill them if they would take Luke away from him.
Pairing:
Main- AschxLuke, NataliaxGuy, IonxSync
One-sided LukexTear, AschxNatalia, and JadexGuy
Hinted GuyxTear
Warning: Yandere Asch, Language, Violence, AU, Character Deaths, Yaoi, OC's involved possibly and slight OCC.
Helpful Tips:
Lorelei- Present time.
"Lorelei" –Present time speaking
Lorelei- Flashback
"Lorelei" –Flashback talking/Present time thoughts
"Lorelei" –Flashback Thoughts.=
Lorelei- Titles/Setting/Dates/Emphasis/Diaries/Phone or Online talking
Lorelei- Chapter Titles/Newspaper Article/Posters
Prologue
Daath, Southeastern Padamiya in the year N.D. 2021
Through the crowded streets of the religious city was none other than a young man with long blood hair. His uncaring face was sharp and stern looking, his lips set in a stern frown much as his posture meanted only business. A set of narrow green eyes that could freeze a man where he was with only a look that gave an aura of superiority and chilling air. The black attire he wore suited his appearance so well and the brown bag of groceries that held enough for two people, enough for many days and possibly weeks before the next business. He was irritated at this time due to the crowds that he was unable to move through the gaps of the people.
It was another busy day in Daath, mid-afternoon was popular for the daily Score readings the people were obsessed with and crowds intend to fill the market streets more so than usual. The blood haired man wanted to hurry and reach his destination.
May it appear like another busy day, there were many whispers overflowing the air of gossips. Gossips following the posters hunged up around town, following the men and women questioning of the abnormalities in the city itself. These men and women dressed in civilian clothing that meets more than the eye.
Everywhere the blood haired man walked, every turned he made, every street there was posters hunged up against walls, street lamps and poles, and windows of shops. All speaking the same message. He didn't bother to stop and stare through as he seen it many times from a glance. The gossips however were different and interesting to hear.
In front of a window display, he stopped to stare with interest. He strained an ear to listen to a nearby group of gossipers.
"Did you hear…?" A women in her mid-thirties asked almost excitedly.
"About what?" Another women questioned in a puzzled tone.
"You mean you didn't hear?!" A man voice exclaimed, surprised at the question before he whispered. "It's about that boy that went missing three weeks ago…"
" 'eah, I 'eard 'bout 'at." Another man voice talking in a country accent began. There was a pause, grabbing the others attention before continuing. " 'at boy was decent I 'eard, everyone he talks to 're easily befriended. Clean too I 'eard. No stinking clue why he 'as missing then."
"Such a poor soul…I seen him a few times by my shop, quite handsome and kind boy he was." The first women that talked sighed solemnly.
"Nowhere can be safe anywhere, ma'am…" The first man stated in a low, flat tone.
"That boy will most likely be forgotten after a while." The questioning women commented, earning some soft gasp fo surprise. She shrugged her shoulders and continued. "It's been three weeks already, he's must be dead or gone from the Padamiya."
"Now that would be the most absurb…"
The conversation broke there when the blood haired man had enough of hearing such idiocy and began walking. Nothing was interesting in the clothing shop after all. He was displeased at the response those idiots had yet he showed nothing on his impassive face. Years of learning how to hide emotions had shown it's fruit after all. Another emotion came to surge from those idiots gossips, a more…satisfied emotion or so. He wouldn't go into details about it through.
It was close to evening when the sun began to set, painting the city buildings with an warm orange hue. But the warmth wasn't exactly there when the posters the blood haired man always saw were hanged up around town, not that he cared, it was more annoying actually that there were people still persistent.
There was only some time away before the blood haired man reached his destination when a hand on his shoulder stopped him once again. He let out an annoyed sigh, closing his eyes since he already knowing who it was before the voice spoke.
"Asch." A young man voice called out.
"…What do you want, Guy?" The blood haired man known as Asch demanded after a few minutes of silence between them.
Asch opened his eyes again to turned slightly, glancing at the man known as Guy. A spiky blond around his age with bright blue eyes that suited the yellow and brown attire he wore. The blood haired man knew it was serious business for the blond that looked previously cheerful to look so serious and stressed.
Then again, Guy had been like this for about three weeks now.
The blond blue eyes darken at that attitude Asch had, gripping Asch shoulder tightly before letting go. He wasn't here to fight, he had to remind himself about that.
"I'm sure you know by now that I want answers." Guy answered, crossing his arms and stared at the blood haired young man. "He's missing and you don't give a damn, Asch?"
"Ah, this again…"
"Not my problem. It was that idiot fault for getting himself lost." Asch spoke in an uncaring tone and smirked slightly in amusement of the blond reactions.
A hand reached out to grab the blood haired man black collar in a death grip and tugged roughly to meet one of Guy rarest expressions and emotions. The blond eyes were darkened and looked almost blood-thirsty staring down right into Asch cold glaring ones. It was a staring match now with intimidating aura's. If anyone else was around, they would've ran scared of the dangerous sparks between the two men.
Guy could not believe how cold hearted this guy was, what did his missing best friend even see in this guy?!
That idiot, that sweet idiot that always charms people with his smiles and befriends almost everyone. A good, innocent person now missing and the blond-, no almost everyone worry continued to grow every minute of the day. The only thing Guy could not understand is Asch, the same Asch that very slowly grew used to the missing person company. His best friend always persist in being friends with Asch despite the harsh rejection and cold words. That idiot wouldn't like it if he started fighting with Asch here.
The blond closed his eyes and took several deep and ragged breaths to appease his anger to die down. It was difficult to talk to Asch while his best friend was missing, the cold hearted bastard never even tried to look for Luke.
"Are you going to let go of me now or do I have to make you?" Asch growled in annoyance when the blond wasn't doing anything and only stood there like a coward.
"…I'm warning you this once, Asch." Guy began, snapping his blue eyes opened and stared at Asch while keeping a grip on the collar. "If I find out you knew where he is and never said a single damn thing…Be on your guard because I'll be kicking your ass."
"IF you can beat me." The blood haired man smirked smugly at that threat, knowing how weak the blond was compared to himself. "Your threats are hollow, Gailardia."
"Oh, it's not a threat…"
Guy leaned his head closer till their noses were only bumping, a scowl visible on his features. He was serious to the very end about this.
"…It's a promise." The blond said in a low tone, pulling away and letting go of Asch collar. He turned around and walked back in the direction he came from.
Narrow green eyes watch as Guy walked up to a female brunette around their age, long flowing brown and bangs brushed to cover her right eye leaving only a lovely shade of blue that matched her blue blouse and skirt stopping at her knee's. It was clear that the brunette was worried whatever heated and dangerous discussion the two men had. Guy said something in a hush whisper to the female brunette, who nodded slowly and sent a stare in Asch direction. A stare of disappointment, worry and slight fear disgusted Asch from what he could see as he glared back coldy.
He never liked that women in the first place. A persistent, stubborn, cold and clingy women that acts however she wants to be. Total opposite of him.
Guy placed a hand on the brunette shoulder to earn her attention, breaking the staring contest and Asch watched as the brunette looked at Guy. The blond said something quickly and she nodded in agreement, clutching the stacks of paper and a sad, little, and furry blue Cheagle in her arms. They turned around to leave from the direction they came from, to search for their missing friend.
Asch scoffed when they were gone and turned around to face the direction he was heading too. Quickly this time when the last rays of the sun slowly dissipate and the street lamps began to light the sidewalk. He shouldn't be away for so long in the first place, it was the damn crowds fault for being idiots and standing around.
A strong gust blew, chilling the air and a paper flew past the blood haired man. It was the same poster as before, more clearly read this time and it showed an image of a young redhead with the brightest smiles ever:
Missing Person
Name: Luke Flammel Lorelei
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Green
Height: 171 cm
Personal Information: A cheeful guy that can be distinguised by his hair color.
Last Seen: Unknown
Caller: XXX-XXX-XXXX
The door slowly opens with a creak, the blood haired man walks into the dark room and turns on one of the lights which was the dining room. Plain old dining room connecting to the kitchen, thus needed facilities for everyday cooking. He put the grocery bags down on the table and would have to organize them later.
Right now, what's was more important was…
Asch narrow green eyes turned to the room beyond the dark. A rustle of chains can be heard from there before stopping. This brought a fond smirk on his stern features.
"He's awake now, is he..?" He thought to himself as he left the dining room.
Turning on the lights along the way revealing the living room and hallways. There were four doors. Two bathrooms and two bedrooms. One of the bathrooms was connected to the bedroom which was his room. The others were extra's in case a guest came over, in Asch case, which came rarely. Anyway, he was heading down to where his room was and stopped in front of the door.
He rummaged through his pocket to pull out a key. A master key for all the doors here with locks in them and unlock the door before opening it. Asch walked into the dark room and turned on the lights. As expected of the blood haired man taste, a red walled room with black carpets. A desk full of office supplies organized neatly, a laptop and printer on one side of the room. There was an oak shelf holding his books of a varietey of genres from entertainment to school to office purpose. Others were drawers and closet for his cloths neatly kept where they are.
Naturally, his green eyes stop to lay upon his bed fit enough for at least three people. Red, black and white sheets and pillows.
But, that wasn't important, what was most was the one on his bed.
A young man around his age that could be mistaken for his twin if it weren't for the several differences; the shading of their hair color and style, their eye shape, their dominant hands, their taste in clothing, their builds, their intelligence, and most of all the personality. The other redhead wearing his favorite white and black attire stood out on Asch red bed and that made him chuckled.
The blood haired man leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms at the sight. The other was on his side, sleeping or so he presume from the groan he heard. He frowned at that groan.
Was he hungry?
Was he experiencing a nightmare?
The possibilities continued to worry him!
Yet he continued to stare at the other redhead, that perfect boy right in front of him. Asch gaze started at his feet, the ankles binded down by chains to the bedpost. Sensitive and ticklish, skin a bit paler than his own. But that pale skin suited the boy when the green eyes trailed to his hips, waist and back that were so feminine looking. To that soft looking neck that was begging to be bitten. The light red hair matched the boy warming personality so perfectly. The blood haired man gulped slowly when taking note of the chains tied to the boys wrist, against his side no less.
He smirked darkly at that, the one that tied the boy up himself actually.
Another groan was heard as the other redhead moved a bit to make himself comfortable and rolled to his back. Asch had to hitch a gasp in his throat to stare at that round, innocent and angelic face of that boy(It was strange considering they both looked exactly alike and they were not blood related at all!) sleeping. The red locks framing his cheeks and those pink, plump lips parted to breath in and out softly were too tempting!
And they were all his to keep.
Slowly and quietly, Asch walked over and stood over the bed. His knee on the bed, bending over the boy and reached his hand out to cup his cheek gently. Beginning to caress it so ever lovingly and gently that was ever possible for a cold-hearted person.
A cold hearted person whose icy heart melted from seeing this boy.
Leaning toward the boy, their nose brushing against each other and his lips dangerously close to the other redhead pink and plump ones. He was dangerously close to kissing the daylights out of him.
"….Luke…" Asch whispered in a sweet tone only for his Luke.
Yes, his Luke. No one else will have him, he would kill them if they would take Luke away from him.
TBC