HI there! So here is the "official" first chapter with ten million things going on and I have a feel for what the story's going to be so just bear with me a little longer. If you guys have questions about the plot, you just let me know! And yes, it's going to take me a while to update b/c I have three things going that needs my undivided attention. Tip of the day: Do NOT, under any circumstances, participate in three time consuming clubs where you are a manager for one and a tech manager for another. It will try to kill you, especially if the clubs overlap! Cool? Awesome. Oh and if there are a few grammar mistakes, sorry. My brain works faster than my hands. I hope it's not too much of a bother! Thank you guys for reading and I hope you like it! Love and all, AIR.


By midnight, Yumiko already picked out a couple articles of clothing for Fuji to wear when they escaped. She brought down a bowl of warm water and cloth along with the change of clothes.

Fuji lay on the floor on his side, eyes closed like he was trying to fight off a nightmare. His upper half looked the same with the exception of the blood drying, sticking to his skin.

Yumiko set the bowl down and kneeled beside her brother. "Syusuke?" She gently shook his shoulder. "Syusuke wake up."

Fuji slowly opened his eyes. He smiled softly at the sight of his sister. "Nee-chan. What are you doing here?" His voice came out rather hoarse and exhausted, but the back of his throat didn't burn as bad as before.

"I'm getting you out of here." Yumiko drenched the cloth in warm water and gently ran it over the wounds on Fuji's back. "Once we get out of this house, someone's waiting for you at the other side of the gate. Keep going until you meet a man named Kuniharu. He'll take you away from here."

The warm water and soft touch of Yumiko calmed Fuji down immensely. It was more than enough to get him to sleep, but his sister made sure he stayed awake. "Won't he punish you for letting me escape?"

"Don't worry about Father. Even if he is a man of evil, he won't ever commit anything like that again, not since Mother's murder."

Mother's murder? That's right, how could I forget what that man has taken from me. "Just be careful."

Yumiko gave Fuji a reassuring smile. "I will." She helped him put on a thick white t-shirt with a gray jacket and new pair of underwear and jeans. She tucked in the extra fabric in the combat boots and tied the laces tightly. "Can you walk?" Fuji slowly stood up, nodding. "Alright. I hope you won't see this place for a long time."


Barely halfway off the property, several mages followed the siblings. Of course, Yumiko was easily caught. Fuji wanted to help her; however, he remembered her words. He needed to keep sprinting until he found that man. Since magic didn't affect him, the mages had trouble slowing him down. They tried to throw knives and shoot arrows, none hit.

Sprinting through the forest, Fuji did his best to weave through the branches and leaves and vines. Once he past the forest, the only thing standing in his way was the large metal gate. Fuji shook it several times in hopes it would open somehow, someway.

He quickly shifted his attention behind him. The mages caught up and surrounded him, forming a half circle.

"Did you honestly think you could get away, Syusuke?" The man he despised the most stepped out of the shadows and into the moon's light.

Fuji backed up until the gate rattled. He needed to get to the other side of the gate to meet the man. Just one more obstacle to jump over! It wasn't fair.

Before the mages could catch him, two figures suddenly appeared in front of Fuji. One of them was taller than other and they both wore black cloaks with hoods. The taller man shot his arm out. The shorter figure quickly grabbed Syusuke, wrapping one arm around his torso and quickly pulling the young blue-eyed boy up and out of the Fuji property.

As the two boys drifted into the air, Fuji glanced up to meet the eyes of his savior. Chiseled face, hazel eyes, dark brown hair; Fuji could've sworn his heart stopped beating for a moment. His cheeks heated up as he met eyes with the other boy.

"We're almost there. Please bear it a while longer." His voice wasn't gentle or anything. To be honest, it was more monotone.

Fuji could only then take in his situation. His head was only inches away from the other boy's chest, arms wrapped around the slender neck, an automatic action from when the other figure lifted him up. He could smell the brown-eyed boy's scent, fain, but present. Fuji wanted all of it to be a dream.

The two flew above the empty forest and fields between the houses of Fuji and Tezuka. Since the two families of mages have been enemies for centuries, they needed more land between their houses.

Tezuka suddenly jetted to his left, avoiding a sphere of light. He rested on a high tree branch, letting Fuji stand, but still keeping an arm around the smaller form. Across from them, Fuji met the angry eyes of his younger brother. Her wore a white hoodie under a green vest decorated with the Fuji family's insignia above the heart. His jeans touched the top of his sneakers.

"Yuuta." Fuji breathed in desperation.

"Aniki. In order from Father, I cannot let you pass into the Tezuka's land. Forgive me, Tezuka Kunimitsu, but I'm taking my brother back." Without much warning, Yuta launched three orbs of light.

Tezuka could've easily dodged them, but instead, Fuji stood in the way and the orbs flew right back at the youngest male. The hazel eyes widened at the sight of the blue-eyed boy deflecting the power.

"Lets go." He pulled on Tezuka's cape, signaling escape; the mage understood the hint. He grabbed Fuji again and hurriedly traveled to his land.

Yuta followed them and tried to slow the two down, if only he could aim more precisely. A heavy sigh escaped Tezuka's lips as they reached the border of his family's land.

"It's alright, you can rest easy now. My father will join us in a few hours." The two were still flying through the air. Fuji slowly closed his eyes feeling the calming wind brush against his exposed skin and hair. He felt secure in Tezuka's hold, like nothing could hurt him.


Fuji woke up hearing voices talking about him. When he opened his eyes, he saw Tezuka, an older man with similar features as Tezuka, and an even older man. He moved his arms and legs and guessed he must've been sleeping in a bed in the same position for some time. It's been a while since he slept with such peace. Though most of his body hurt, he didn't feel as numb as he did in other nights.

When he shifted position, the talking subsided and all attention focused on him. "Good morning, Syusuke." The middle age man greeted. "Ah, excuse me. I should've asked if I could call you that first. Is it okay to call you by your given name?"

Fuji sat up carefully, slowly nodding. "Where- where am I?" Glancing around, he saw that he sat on a bed with a large canopy above, a rug lay on the center of the room, and two sets of windows were covered with golden curtains. The color scheme of the room reminded Fuji something of medieval. The Tezukas sure hate being modern.

"You're in one of our guest rooms." The boy named Kunimitsu answered. "My name is Tezuka Kunimitsu. This is my father, Tezuka Kunikazu, and my grandfather, Tezuka Kuniharu." The boy gestured to the middle aged man, then to the eldest man.

"Consider this your new home. Unless you'd like to go back to that hell you call home." The middle-aged man commented.

Fuji glanced at all three men. Why were they acting like that towards him? Consider the Tezukas house his new home? Then again, Yumiko trusted the man named Kuniharu. And he trusted his sister; therefore, Fuji could do nothing but trust the men as well.

"Kunimitsu. Please take our guest around for a tour. If he is not feeling well, leave him be until he needs anything. And please inform Genichirou about our new guest?"

"What about my sister?" Kunikazu and Kuniharu stopped before turning their attention to the boy sitting on the bed, one hand griping his elbow, head pointed down. "What happened to her?"

The men hesitated before Kuniharu answered, "We don't know. Ever since Yoshiko's infidelity, women have been looked differently. It all depends on who caught her. Considering it was her father, I don't believe her punishment is light."

Fuji clutched his arm tighter toward his body. It was his fault his sister got caught. If only he could've convinced her to let him stay in that hell. Then again, Yumiko wouldn't have taken no for an answer. "I see."

"I'm sorry we couldn't have done anything, but Yumiko specifically instructed me to save you and only you. If I were to waste time on her, her words not mine, the whole mission would fail." Kunikazu tried to sound reassuring, though he knew he was failing. "Please forgive me, Syusuke. It's what your sister wanted."

Too many questions swirled around Fuji's head. Why the Tezukas; the two families always fought, always quarreled, even over the simplest of things. And why would the Tezukas agree to Yumiko's request? Didn't they hate the Fujis? Thinking about it made Syusuke's head spin.

He failed to acknowledge the absence of the elder men in deep thought. The only occupants in the room were him and Tezuka Kunimitsu.


"And finally, this is our library." Tezuka opened the double doors leading to the room that housed hundreds and even thousands of books, the shelves toward over them in an orderly fashion.

"Wow." Fuji breathed. The back wall was an entire shelf with windows in between. It was fairly light outside and the view of the property was too beautiful to be real. He walked deeper in the room, looking out one of the large rectangular windows.

"This is my favorite place to visit." Tezuka commented, standing beside him.

"I can see why; this place is beautiful." Fuji watched as birds flew from tree to tree, admiring how the water of the river glistened ever so brightly.

"Please visit this room any time you wish. The room which where you awoke is your own private bedroom. As my father said, think of this as your new home." Tezuka's heart nearly leapt out of his chest at the sight of Fuji's genuine smile. He never knew males could be so gorgeous, even more so than women.

"It's rare to see you smile, Kunimitsu." A familiar voice noticed, amusement hinted in his tone.

"Father!"

"I see the two of you have spent some time together?"

Fuji nodded, refusing to avert his eyes from the scenery. "Thank you, Tezuka-sama."

Kunikazu nearly passed out. "Oh, child, please do not call me that. Just Tezuka is fine. I may be your elder, but I refuse to feel like one. And don't worry about calling my son by our family name, either. Kunimitsu will suit him just fine."

Fuji turned around, a small smile on his face. "Yes, sir."


After leaving Fuji in his room to rest, Tezuka made his way to Sanada Genichirou's room. The other stoic mage sat behind his desk, scribbling something on a small notebook.

"What do you need, Kunimitsu? I'm very busy." His voice sounded similar to another emotionless faced boy.

Tezuka just stood there like a soldier waiting for orders from his commander. "Father wanted to tell you about our new guest. He's-"

"Fuji Syusuke, eighteen years-old, unknown father, dead mother, abused by the head of the Fuji family. I know."

Tezuka wasn't surprised Sanada already knew. He and the other boy were on par when it came to intelligence and knowledge. "I see you already received the memo. Uncle must be on high alert right now."

"Who wouldn't be since the Atobe already have 4 of the 5 points of the pentagram? One more and they can awake it. And you know as well as I do what happened the last time it was awoken."

"Nearly all of the Main Family was annihilated. But now that it has a master, the Atobe family will surely plan on dethroning all of the head mages."

"That's right." Sanada suddenly glanced up to study the clock above his door. He was late. "I need to go." He grabbed his bag and stashed the notebook in his drawer, which he always locked.

"Off to your secret mission?" Tezuka asked with a slight amused tone to his voice.

"Something like that." Sanada ushered the other boy out of his room, which he also locked before leaving the manor.

At the border of the Tezuka and Fuji land, Sanada dropped his bag and cleared his perimeter. Silence filled the cool morning air. It was rather risky seeing him at broad daylight, but he really wanted to see the other person.

"Seiichi?" He called out in a whisper.

A figure appeared from behind a tree ahead of Sanada. The boy had wavy blue hair and dark blue eyes with a tall, slender, and almost feminine figure. "Genichirou." The other boy grinned happily, running into those welcoming arms for a loving hug. "I missed you." He whispered to the taller male.

"I missed you too, Seiichi." A small smile showed on Sanada's lips as he buried his face in the sweet smelling hair. When they pulled back, Sanada's hands still rested on Yukimura's waist. He leaned down and gave the boy a loving kiss.

They always met in secret. Since the Yukimura family was a cousin of the Fuji family, Seiichi was on the Fuji's side. And since the Sanada's were closely related to the Tezukas, Genichirou had to take the Tezuka's side. And they hated it. The two males always felt like star-crossed lovers and they felt horrible or lying to their families.

But to Yukimura and Sanada, their love was stronger than the family bonds. And that's all that really mattered.


"Why don't you tell the boy who you are?" Kuniharu made sure they were far enough from the room before asking his question. "He deserves to know."

Kunikazu just shook his head. "He deserves to be happy. Besides, I don't think there's any reason to tell him. Yoshiko would've wanted it this way."

"And Kunimitsu?"

"What about him?"

"Son, you do know about his sexuality right?" Somewhere deep inside him, Kuniharu was upset he most likely will never get great-grandchildren. He didn't know if his son felt the same way.

"Father, you and I both know it's not my business to tell Kunimitsu who he can and can't love." He had this conversation before and didn't want to talk about it again.

"That's not what I was getting at. If Kunimitsu falls for Syusuke-"

"Father! My son will not commit any actions of such! The door may swing both ways for him, but he definitely will not cross that line."

"But have you seen the boy? He surely looks like his mother. He's built in a feminine way, that's for sure."

"I agree."

Suddenly, the tone of their conversation changed. "You should keep him away from them. The Atobes already have every single point of the pentagram except for the Fuji's.

"Do they really think they can awaken the Demonite?"

"Yes. From what I heard, Yoshiko was its keeper. Since her death, nobody's seen it."

"Yoshiko's a smart woman. She wouldn't have left it vulnerable. Next to her own side of the family, the Atobes also want to get their hands on it. They just need one more part of the star, and one more sacrifice."

"Do not forget, Father, that the sacrifice has to be the point's keeper. If the keeper dies, the point will have to find a new one. If it doesn't, they can't just randomly select a Fuji and hope it works."

"I understand. And I have a feeling-"

"I know. I do, too."


Fuji unzipped the zipper of his jacket pocket, stuffing his hands inside. He frowned feeling a cold chain touch his fingertips. His hands curled around the metal, pulling out the chain and pendant. Dangling from the gold linked chain was a purple irregularly shaped gem. Inside, Fuji could barely make out an upside down V made of gold as well. He remembered seeing his mother wear the pendant several times; he just didn't know how it got in his jacket. Yumiko. She was the one who gave him the garment to wear. She must've put it in there in hopes that her younger brother would find it.

Not aware of its significance, Fuji closed the clasp, letting the gem touch his skin underneath the soft fabric of the shirt.