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Chapter 2: Evil Dreams

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I twist into the sky and look back. Krad is still watching me closely. His attention lights a fire in the pit of my stomach. It takes all the will power I have to break eye contact with him and face forward. Please stay there and let me go.

Please don't let me go. . .

The air suddenly stirs at the sound of wings. White and shining gold block my elevated view of the sleeping town. I look a small ways up, following the bright trail of a single, long bang. Krad is frowning down at me.

How did he get in front of me so fast? I take back what I thought earlier; please let me go!

"What are you?" his beautiful voice demands, sending a thrill through my bones.

'What are you', not 'Who are you'. He's not interested in me. . .

And why I'm still worried about me and him and not just me, I can't explain. I'm just retarded. That's always been my excuse, and unfortunately it seems to hit the mark.

"I-I a-am–" I squeeze my eyes closed to keep from looking into his piercing gaze. Maybe that will keep me from stuttering. "–evolution from a-a human. J-just a nobody that w-wasn't happy staying t-that way." I dare to peek out an eye. Krad stares at me very sternly, if only slightly perplexed. I'm sure he doesn't understand my explanation. Even I don't fully understand how I became the way I am. All I know is that this is the way I was meant to be. I can feel that in my heart, even if I sometimes resent it.

What do you have against Mousy?" The way he said this made the question sound more important than the one he asked previously.

Remembering Dark's earlier words I turned red. Becoming flustered, my lips pout and my wings skip a beat. I quickly get them back into rhythm before I drop too far.

"I HATE him. I can't stand him."

These words bring a gloating smile to Krad's face. He looks so jubilant. It steals my breath away and makes my blood pressure rise. And I'm sure by the cunning mastery in his expression that he notices just what effect he's having on me.

"Would you care to joining me, then?"

"Wha-aat?" I almost squeak, not daring to believe what I'd just heard.

"Don't make me repeat myself. I want you to join me. I work with Hiwatari Kei and make sure the Hikaris wishes are fulfilled. You can either join me and obey me–" he pauses, looking roguishly handsome, "–or I'll kill you without a second thought." His words send an icy chill through me. But excitement banishes the cold.

He wants me to join him! It's a dream come true!

He laughs at my look of wonder. It's a sound of victory. I can't nod my head to him fast enough, but then I remember my manners and bow. Well, as well as I can being ten feet in midair.

"I pledge to serve you from this day forward with the utmost loyalty!"

"Very good," Krad chuckles haughtily as he folds his arms. How can he balance doing that in midair? "It just so happens that I have a request for you. Come–join me on the ground. Mousy is staggering to his feet and I'd hate for him to get away." Krad swoops past me for the ground below. I give a quick, happy whoop and follow after him. Krad lands within a single step. In my excitement I clack down in a bit of a jog. Small stones crunch under my feet. Dark tilts his head towards us, holding it in both hands while glaring. He must have a killer headache. I can't help snickering at him.

"Soraga-kun," Krad says with a drawl. I look back at him and smile widely. I hear Dark make a gagging sound and turn back, frowning at him.

"I want to see you pummel the thief more. But keep him conscious–I want to be the one to deal the final blow."

"Right!" I nearly sing.

Dark faces us, looking angrier than a hell hound as he forces his hands to his sides.

"What the hell is going on here?" he rages. "You're both ganging up on me? Since when do you let other people fight your battles?" he aims incredulously at Krad.

"The only concern you should have, Mousy, is staying alive. I don't want you dying too easily, although you already look dead on your feet." Krad couldn't sound happier about this. Dark spits, the action jerky.

"Wizu!"

A big black bird suddenly burst out of the dumpster behind us. It comes up quick, knocking me down by a heavy blow to the back of the head. I taste blood as I smash into the pavement. I shakily lift to my heads and knees, wiping my bleeding lip.

"You're asking for it, motherfucker," I whisper loudly, narrowing my eyes, watching as the bird becomes Dark's wings and they takeoff.

"BLOODY COWARD!" I shoot after him. He looks back and grins crookedly.

"I'm not the one bleeding."

But he is hurt. And that allows me to catch up to him pretty quickly. I fly over him. He zips between an old carpenter shop and an empty store. I see mine and his reflection in the huge window as we pass. I'm happy to see he's worried as his eyes find mine for the briefest seconds. Then the sight is covered by tan bricks as we whip past them.

Dark can change direction at the turn of a dime; I can't stay directly above him. Every time I pull up, wanting to use one of my natural weapons, he turns and speeds ahead just enough to get out of range.

"Damn!" I can't let him get away. Not if I want to look good for Krad.

I put on a burst of speed. It's against my better judgment while we're tearing past and circling between the town buildings like race cars, but I have no choice. I. Can't. Let. Him. Get. Away!

The wind whistles in my ears and soon Dark is directly under me again. He looks up. I extend my hands and brush against my own wings, collecting the dust on them. I bring my hands before my lips, smiling wickedly before I blow.

I'm really proud of my powerful lungs.

The glittering dust arrows straight into Dark's face. He immediately spins away from it, but it's too late; he coughs and sneezes. Blind, he can't see where he's going and drops. A second later he crunches up against a rough wall. He slowly folds down it to land at an awkward slump in a dirty puddle.

"Ooohh. . ."

I land and saunter over to him. Even his breathing sounds painful. But he untangles himself and starts throwing water from the puddle over his face. I laugh. He stops his frantic motions and looks up, trying to stare at me through bloodshot eyes.

"You won't be able to see clearly for a while now."

"I don't know what made you side with Krad, but I'd reconsider your decision if I were you."

"Scared?" I'm sure he hears the mirth in my tones. His eyes roam the structure of my face, searching for the details there. As I told him before, he won't be able to see them for a while. Footsteps come up behind me and Dark jerks, blinking fast, trying to accurately judge who's coming up and what's going on.

"Is this the end?" Krad asks, as if inquiring about the weather. Which is actually nice. But it's still going to rain soon. That means I need to wrap this up and get to shelter. I almost dance on the spot; if Krad's wanting me to join, then I'll probably be staying wherever he is.

Krad walks up and Dark wobbles to stand and face him. He doesn't look so good. Krad easily pushes him against the building.

"Is it time to end this?" Krad leans to whisper in his ear. Dark doesn't look happy. On the contrary: he bares his teeth and appears prepared to bite if that's what it takes to get away. He suddenly cries out; Krad cruelly pummels fist after fist into him. Dark's back repeatedly hits up against the wall. A few cracks start forming in it. Krad stops and backs away. Dark slumps and falls flat.

"And that's that." Krad grins, watching the unmoving thief. "For now, anyway. I want to torture you some more later. Count yourself lucky–as lucky as you can with being my prisoner."

Krad turns to smile at me with his cold eyes. He's so beautiful and ruthless; just what this world needs. He beckons me close. I walk up, trying not to seem timid, but once I get a certain distance from him I can't look into his eyes without my legs turning to jelly. I stop a foot from him. He reaches a hand underneath my chin and forces my gaze up. I blush severely.

The world is such a perfect place. . .

"You're mine to command from now on. Don't take that lightly."

I nod, at a loss for words, until I can finally say, "Yes, use me any way you see fit."

Krad sniffs. "You are a strange one. I look forward to learning more about you."

My heart leaps at this. I reach to wrap around him before I'm aware of doing so. We're about the same height as I tilt into him. He goes rigid; I completely surprise him.

I surprise myself!

I press my lips against his and sink into them, melting like butter. But he doesn't kiss me back. I know immediately I've done the wrong thing, but maybe if I can make this feel good for him he'll forgive me. I press a little harder against him, nip his upper lip, then part mine in invitation.

His arms come around me and squeeze me closer. My breath catches, and unexpectedly his lips latch around mine. It's as if fire and lightning mix throughout my body, pouring from this man. I have to have more. I gasp then bring my tongue to lick the seam of Krad's mouth. I feel him jolt and his arms tighten around me encouragingly. His wings softly fold around us.

Time stops, but the world is spinning so much. I feel I'm going to be thrown off into space. Krad kisses me harder, almost desperately. But I break the kiss and look into his eyes. They're glazed and bright gold, dilated, and full of lust.

It's not love, but I'll take it. Who knows what can come of this.

A sudden sound has us breaking apart. We look at Dark, or where he is suppose to be.

"Shit!" I nearly pull my hair out. Krad just huffs, disappointed.

"He's gotten away again."

I look at him, gulping slightly. "But you have me now," I remind him. The look he gives me makes me shut up.

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Soraga will mature in time. . .on the side of the bad guys! Read & Review please! Thank you Soul Madien and Fireflower19! You guys made me shout for joy! Don't forget to tell me how you like me–I mean, Soraga! I don't want a Gary-Sue.