Author's Note: I'll try to put up more soon. Finals week will be the death of me.
Touga had little to say as they got off his motorcycle and walked up to his house.
He had nearly panicked when Saionji had stood up and spread his arms as he had driven them here. He wasn't sure what he had expected Saionji to do more: fall off the bike and die or grow wings from the small of his back and fly away.
Saionji followed him in silent discontent.
Touga stopped suddenly, pulling Saionji to him cursing himself silently for it, but he couldn't help it really. They remained like that for a few fleeting seconds. He found himself somewhat unsure of himself as he gently pulled Saionji towards the house.
Saionji sighed and allowed himself to be dragged to Touga's bedroom.
However, when they reached the bedroom, he remained outside the room and fought against Touga who faced him from the doorway. His desire to remain out in the hall was though he feared entering would curse or scar him for life.
Touga smirked resuming his role as devil's minion. He wrapped his arms around Saionji in an almost mock of the hug only moments before.
"Nervous, Kyouichi," he asked as Saionji tried to pull away.
Saionji only growled in response.
Touga smirked and bent down slightly in order to maneuver Saionji and pull him over his shoulder. Not too difficult mostly due to Saionji's confusion at being swept off his feet and over someone's shoulder.
"Behave yourself, wild one," Touga said with a chuckle as he set Saionji down on the bed.
Saionji glared at him but remained where he had been placed.
Despite protests, Touga mused, Saionji had been rather obedient of late. It troubled him more than he let on truth be told.
Saionji stared at the black silk sheets covering the bed wishing he was somewhere other than Ohtori Academy with a Touga more like the one he used to know. He hadn't felt safe in so long. He wondered if he would be able to even remember what the feeling was like.
He nearly screamed when Touga liad a warm hand on his.
"And now to tell you what I want," Touga said smirking.
Saionji ignored the tears building and said nothing.
You always get what you want
, he thought with a hopeless sigh. Power, respect, adoration, that...girl.....Touga turned Saionji's chin with his free hand so that they were facing each other.
"I want you to be my rose bride, Kyouichi."
Saionji looked as though he had been stabbed. He turned his face away to regard the night outside. No stars shown in them at all as it was full of dark clouds.
A rose bride. A lifeless doll like Anthy. That's what Touga wants
, he thought.A feeling of pain in his chest made him forget to breathe momentarily. He let the air ou and gasped trying not to cry.
He wished he could find the will to protest this. To protest being used, being a pawn, being nothing. All he could do was think about what he wanted and still didn't have: love and friendship for all eternity.
He wanted to say something, anything to fight this. The only words rising like bile to his lips were "I love you."
How could he say that? How could he even think that?
"Why?" he asked lost in a world of pain and self-loathing.
"Because I want to be the one to save her," he said softly stroking Saionji's cheek.
Saionji felt a sting far worse than any slap could have given him.
"We could revolutionize the world, Kyouichi," Touga added as if to soften the blow.
"She seems to be doing just fine on her own," Saionji said neutrally managing to force emotion out of his words.
He tried to get out of the bed but Touga stopped him.
"She has not had to confront Akio yet. She can't do this alone. I could---"
"You could what?" Saionji spat out. "You could be her prince? Well, isn't that just wonderful. Just perfect for her. She doesn't seem to want one.
"Not that you'd care or notice. It's all about you. Don't say we will do anything. You don't care what I want. You won't save me but you'll save some girl who doesn't ask for you help or need it.
"You say Akio is a monster, but what kind of monster are you?"
end of part 2
