A/N: Sorry I took so long, I needed a break but, here it is! I would like to thank all who reviewed and hope this apology would help…. And to Secret time, I'm a yaoi fangirl too and there's always room for improvement, and you're right, "Adonis" doesn't fit Ion, but at the time, I lacked something better. OOC, maybe, but hey, it's all for fun isn't it?

Chapter 7: Decisions and Clash of the Nightlords Part 1

Ion felt his blood boil, his cheeks flush and heard his heart pounding in his ears. For a long time, almost when he met the silverette, Ion couldn't deny the fact that he found the older man, very attractive. Since his 'Waking', his deepest, darkest heart finally broke to the surface. When the need for air was too great, Ion broke their kiss with a gasp.

"Ion," Abel whispered gently, "Is something wrong?"

"No, not at all, I just….you know…."

"Nervous?" Abel finished kindly. Ion nodded and the older man embraced him. "We don't have to if you don't feel ready."

"I suppose," The blonde said with a relieved sigh. "So what do we do now?"

"What ever you want to do," Abel said with a smile as he cupped Ion's face in between his hands. "It's fine with me and I'd love you no less." Ion looked up at his intended and smiled.

"Thank you Abel." Ion said. "It wouldn't feel proper right now. So much has happened already."

"Do you have any questions?" The silverette asked, getting straight to the point. Ion looked at him then tilted his head.

"I wouldn't know where to begin." The blonde admitted. "I mean, it was a Lost Technology wasn't it?"

"What do you know of that?" The silverette asked. His curiosity was piqued. Not many who walked the Earth would know of the Lost Technology. Those who did know would be military, too old or dead….Unless….

"Abel," Ion called as he gently shook his shoulder. "Maybe it has to do with…my change." Abel almost smacked himself. Of course….the blood exchange….

"Ion, I'm such a…"

"It's all right." Ion said. "I almost forgot myself. All this went too fast…."

"I know, and we're all here for you." Abel said kindly. "Let's go see Seth. There's much to discuss." The silverette stood up and held put a hand. Ion smiled and allowed the older man to help him up and escort him to the throne room where Seth and the others were.

"Tovarash," Asta greeted as she saw them enter. "Ion, you look…."

"Different, I know." Ion said with a sigh as he took a seat by the window. "There's so much going on right now, I don't know what to think anymore."

"It's not going to be easy little one." Seth said as Abel took Ion's hand in his gently. "But remember, you have us. Now that you've wakened and changed, the Orden may most likely come after you. You are not safe here."

"What are you saying my Empress?" Ion asked shakily.

"You have to go little one." Seth said. Asta looked Ion and nodded. Ion tried to object but his grandmother nodded as well. Ion felt his temper rise and he was about to angrily object but Abel tightened his grip on his hand.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry, but it's best to be calm." Abel said.

"And this is coming from another hot-head." Seth teased. "Ion I know that you don't want to leave but it must be done. You will be safer with Abel at the Vatican." Ion blinked at that and sighed. He knew that the Empress was right. If the Orden knew of his location, now that he was a sought after prize for their Contra Mundi, the Empire would be in more danger than it was already.

"When," Ion began, head still bowed to hide his tears. Seth sighed and looked at the now youngest Crusnik.

"Niisan?"

"We will leave in the morning." Abel said. "We've all had a tiring day and it would be best." Seth nodded and watched her older brother rise gracefully to his feet and extends a hand out to the brooding blonde. "Ion, come now, let's go." She watched as Ion looked up at him mournfully and obeyed. Perhaps when this is all over they could remain here, right now, it's not safe for any of us. As long as Cain and the Orden are going strong, we all have to be on guard.

Abel escorted his intended back to their room and watched as the blonde went to the bed and sat down. He went to Ion and knelt down, taking the blonde's limp hands in his.

"Ion, look at me," Abel pleaded gently. "I know you want to stay here. I know that you miss your home…"

"Abel, why can't we stay?"

"It's not safe my angel." Abel said. "I know that breaks your heart and it pains me to see you like this, but Seth's right, we can't stay here now, not while Cain and the Orden are up and running."

"I don't think I'll be accepted…"

"I'll speak with Caterina." Abel said. "We do need another member of AX. Miss Noelle's place has never been filled and I'd feel better if you were with me. Please…" Ion looked at his intended and couldn't find it in his heart to refuse him. Damn him…

"Very well," Ion said with a heavy sigh. "I will accompany you to the Vatican." Abel smiled and gently captured Ion's lips with his. Once again Ion felt the flush of desire and felt his heart race. He was even turned on! A moan escaped him and Abel broke the kiss.

"Ion," He whispered his voice thick with lust. "Are you all right?"

"I'm all right." Ion gasped as he squeezed Abel a bit between his legs. "Don't stop, please…"

"I don't…I won't….if you don't feel ready. I told you that before."

"I want to…" Ion whispered seductively, pulling the older man up for another soul searing kiss. Abel didn't resist as their lips met again and his body was pulled on top of Ion's. He allowed a growl to escape his lips as he felt Ion's questing hands under his vest. He felt his blood boiling and his pants felt tight. He gasped as Ion's hands ran down his spine. He so wanted to take Ion then and there but something told him not to….

"Ion, stop…." He growled, as his vision bled red. Ion looked up at his intended and moaned in protest.

"Why?" The blonde asked, whimpering a bit. "But I…."

"Not now…." Abel said, as he broke free and willed his lusting body to calm. "I can't explain why…"

"CROWN PRINCE, EARL OF MEMPHIS!" Liae cried as he pounded on their door. "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" The two Crusniks looked at each other, lust and passion switched off in a flash. Abel opened the door and looked at the boy.

"Who is the attacker and how close?" He asked. Liae winced a bit under the commanding tone of the older man but snapped to.

"The Orden and they're approaching fast, on the outskirts of the kingdom." Abel looked to Ion and nodded. The two of them ran to the throne room but stopped dead when they saw a tall blonde standing in front of Seth, blood lance in hand and ready to strike

"Cain!" Abel thundered, causing the blonde to cease his attack and smirk at his twin.

"Abel."

Hmm, what will happen next? Review to find out.