Lola here. I bet you're probably wondering why I am greeting you instead of Renee. Well, as you know, I was what Renee based the character Ayame Tanaka from. Also, you probably discovered in the previous chapter that Ayame turned to be evil this entire time and died. I can deal with the evil thing…but I died! No fair, Renee!

Renee: *sitting a chair tied up* Lola? What am I doing here?

Lola: *pulls out a knife* Noooooothing. Any last words?

Rosie: *busts in the door* I told you not to base the character on Lola!

Renee: Just get me out of here!

Rosie: On with the fic!

Respond to Comments: Peterclark26:….don't kill me.

Lola: He did say bring Sunao back…now.

Rosie: I love threats ^-^.

Lola: *huffs* keep me in control. Peterclark26 *grins* you're next.

Rosie: Be nice, Lola.

Lola: I never said I was gonna kill him.

Rosie: That might be mercy for the poor fellow. I'll tell you what, Lola. Be nice to Peter, and I'll let you do that thing I keep telling you "No" to.

Lola: *smiles* Really?

Renee: What is it?

Rosie: You don't want to know.

Renee: o.o

Disclaimer: I don't own Sukisyo…never have *laughs* never will.

Note: If you didn't understand that joke, then shame on you! That was funny as hell.

Lola: *sighs* you're an idiot, Renee.

Renee: *hugs* I love you, too, Lola.

Chapter 10

Poison

Sunao gasped for air and he leans against the closest wall for support. He latched onto his arm as he felt the blood oozing from it. He bit onto his lip, holding back the urges from crying out in pain. Aizawa was only a few feet away from him. He lifted his blade up to Sunao's neck. Sunao lifted his head up, avoiding his chin being sliced. He glares at the older male with those dark magenta eyes that still glowed.

"You certainly have gone soft since the last time I saw you," he sneered. He held onto the prince's chin, making him look back at him. He grinned. "You truly are a replica of your mother. That beauty gleaming in your eyes, longing for love, is exactly the same. He used his other hand and brushed his finger against Sunao's wound, picking up some of the blood with his finger, and brushed it against Sunao's cheek. "Now you look just the same as the last time I saw her. Your mother was beautiful even as she died. It was an honor watching her die so gracefully."

Sunao quickly kicks Aizawa in the groin and pushes Aizawa back. As Aizawa hits the ground Sunao's sword follows him, allowing the tip to brush against Aizawa's throat. "You have no right to speak about her," he snarls. "You betrayed her and my father? And for what? Just so you could have some power? You were once a loyal visor to my grandmother, and now this? What has become of you, Aizawa?"

"Megumi's death was a tragedy in my life," he explains as he stands. Sunao's follows him with his sword. "She was such an angel. I worshiped the ground she stood on. She was like a goddess sent from the heavens. I stood by her side even as the angels from above were stealing her away from me. It was that day she opened my eyes to the truth. As she took her last breathes, greed overpowered me and I kissed her. That kiss somehow revealed to me what selfish beings you all were." Sunao's eyes widened. He realized what must have happened that day. "You drank her blood, didn't you," he said.

"And I am very grateful for that as well. Had it not been for that day, I don't think I would be where I am today."

"And where is that? You like to be this power hungry monster deceiving and manipulating people? How can you smile even to this day after all you have done to everyone? To my parents? To Ran? To Ayame? To the people of Tengoku?"

"I'm doing this for Tengoku," he says. Sunao stares at him with a baffled look on his face. "What?"

"Well, rather for Megumi," he explains, "She wanted peace and happiness for her people and that is exactly what I'm doing. I can't allow such powerful beings rule over the people. You never know what could happen with such power."

Sunao's eyes narrows, his eyebrows lowered as he stares daggers at this man. "You're not making any sense," Sunao says. "Don't you see that the power had gotten to your head? You're not Tengoku's savior; you're insane."

"I am only doing what Megumi would want," he says, "I wouldn't expect an insolent child to understand."

"She would want you to kill her family off?"

"Any threat to Tengoku should be wiped off this land. And to think that naive little boy would be king. He would destroy everything Megumi has worked for. He's better off dead."

"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK ABOUT RAN IN SUCH A DEGRATING MANNER," Sunao shouted. Aizawa smirked. "You always were so defensive about him," he sneered. "The only thing ever holding you back from greatness and glory was your brother."

Sunao smirked. "You're wrong," he says. "Ran was the only reason for me living. He's helped me overcome the day even when he never realized it. It's because of his fragile nature why I pushed myself to fight harder. His hopeful spirit was what kept me from killing myself or giving up. I wanted to make his dream come true. I wanted to help him create a happier world for him, and I still do." He lifted his sword and pointed it to Aizawa. "And the only I can ever see that happening is killing you."

Aizawa laughed. "Let's see what you got then," he said.

Ran walks inside the house, seeing Yoru looking back at him with concern eyes. Ran shook his head slowly. "He's nowhere to be found," he said. "I can't even find Chou. They must've gone after Sunao as well."

Yoru growls. "I'm going to kill him."

"You shouldn't be so hard on Sora." Ran sat beside Yoru on the couch. Ran takes a deep breath. "Sora's in love," he says, "They're both going to go through some outrageous things together…especially when they were apart." Yoru smirked. "You talk as if you were in that position before. Who's the lucky one?" Ran giggled. "Oh no, I don't have a lover or anything like that," he says, waving his hand nonchantly, "I just know from the stories mother would tell me about when they first fell in love. My father would go through anything to be with her, a lot like Sora is doing right now." Ran sighs happily. "I'm a sucker for a love story." Yoru chuckles. "What loves stories have you been through?"

"None," he says.

"You've never been in love," Yoru asks. Ran shook his head. Yoru smirks. "Considering how beautiful you are, I figured people would do pretty much anything to be with you."

"Not really," he says, "When you're forced to stay in that castle all your life, there isn't much there. All I have such as a friend is my knight, Sir Honjou. Times like that, I always found Sunao very lucky. He comes and goes out of the castle whenever he pleases."
"How come you can't," Yoru asks.

"Because I'm next in line to the throne," Ran explains, "I'm forced to be kept under a close watch. Sunao use to take me out at night when we were younger…but that was a long time ago. Rescuing Sunao from Aizawa was the first time in a long time I snuck out of the castle. I'm actually surprised I found his lair. Course, Lady Tanaka was leading the way at first."

"Must be pretty lonely being prince."

Ran shook his head. "I'm used to it."

"Something you shouldn't be used to."

"Well what about you? What lucky girl is so lucky to have such a caring and handsome man as a lover?"

"I'm focused on other things at the moment." Ran sighs. "Sunao told me you're a victim to your school work."

Yoru shrugs his shoulders. "It gets the bills paid off," he explains.

"Eh?"

"I'm paid to go to school as a student. It's pretty good since the classes are free for me."

"I see. Are there a lot people at your school?"

"Yes."

"Must be nice."

"Not really." Ran looked up to him, looking like a child confused. Yoru couldn't help but find Ran to be very cute. He patted Ran's head and chuckled. "There isn't anyone at that school as nice and adorable as you." Ran looks away, hiding his blushing from the multi-colored eye man. "Why do you say such nice things to me?"

"I'm only speaking the truth."

"Well you should be careful on what you say. It could be taken as you…" He stopped in midsentence. He suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, followed by a slight pain within his chest. He gasped to the new sensation. He clutched the sides of his head and shut his eyes tightly. Yoru held onto Ran's sides. "What's wrong," he asked in a panicked tone.

"I…I don't know."

Ran suddenly opened his eyes and Yoru gasped to what he saw at that point. Instead of the crimson eyes Yoru has come to know and admire, Ran's eyes changed to dark magenta color—as if it were a mixture of two Fujimori brothers' eye colors mixed. He knew it in his heart it had something to do with Sunao. Ran remain absolutely still for a moment. Yoru waited quietly and nervously for a response from the boy. "I can see them," Ran said, breaking the silence.

"Who?"

Ran closed his eyes as he explained. "Sunao is fighting Aizawa, and they both look hurt badly. Sunao collapsed to his knees but Kuniye came into the picture. She created a small force field to block Aizawa away from the two...and I think she just drank something. She is now stepping in the fight. She's good."

"And Sora?"

Ran shook his head. "I don't see them," Ran said, "I don't see Chou either." Yoru growled again. "Where are you Sora?"

Sunao sat up against the wall this time with his body completely worn down from fighting someone thirty times more powerful than him. He just allowed his body to recuperate as he watched his cousin fight. He was impressed to what he saw. She fought as if this was her calling, like she was meant to become a soldier or something. He has never seen anyone who could fight like him since…

"She really is a Fujimori," he mused to himself. He inhaled deeply as he felt something brush against his fingers. It was small enough for him to lift it up. When he did, he found that it was a small glass vile completely empty. He looked back to his oldest cousin and back to the vile. It couldn't be a spell; there was nothing different about her, as did Aizawa. What was inside this vile? He wondered about this until he suddenly felt light headed. He allowed his body to fall back and just watched. He shivered whenever he heard Kuniye scream of pain, knowing what she must be go. It was even worse when Aizawa had the chance to drink some of her blood while she was still down. He reached his arm to her. "Kuniye…run," he rasped out.

RAWR.

A large creature leaped over Sunao body and landed on Aizawa. Sunao's vision was weak, so all he saw was a large shadowy figure. It was hard to tell what it was by its shape, but Sunao guessed some kind of beast from the growls.

"Fujimori," he heard someone called out to him. He gasped. He knew that voice and felt his heart sink. He turned his head in the direction the voice came from.

He saw someone crawl off the disfigured creature and ran to him. He knelt down to Fujimori and lifted the top half of his body and pulled it toward his own body. Sunao could feel someone stroking his hair as he snuggled into this oh-so-familiar warmth. "Kuu-chan," he breathes, looking up, but unable to see Sora's face. All he could see was Sora's shadowy sillohete, without seeing those sapphire orbs he fell in love with. "How…how did you find me?"

He heard a smirk. "I will always find a way to you…even if it means riding a jungle cat to a mystical world."

"Huh?"

Sunao looked again and saw a large animal standing on top of Aizawa, baring its teeth. Sunao's eyes widen of disbelief with his mouth agape. "Is that…"

The panther looked back to the couple, smiling as if it was a happy child. "Chou," Kuniye gasped. The panther walked over to Kuniye's side and helped it stand up. Once she was on her feet, the panther morphed into a small girl—a girl everyone knew and loved. However, she wasn't happy at all. She looked up to her sister with a worried expression on her face. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. "Yeye," she cried, holding onto her around her leg. Kuniye hugged her back, but kept her eyes on the Aizawa, who stood back up. He wore a wide on his face. "Another Fujimori," he said delight. Kuniye growled. "You stay away from Chou," she snarled.

Sora smirked again. "Well you certainly think a house cat could get up here, huh?"

Chou smiled shyly. "I've been practicing my shape shifting, Yeye. Just like you told me to."

Kuniye pushed Chou behind her. "I'm happy for you but," she paused as he lifted her two daggers to him, "but now is not a good time."

Chou took a few steps away from and watched her sister in action. Sora stood by Sunao's side with his arm around his shoulder, allowing Sunao to press all his body weight against him. "Let's get you out of here," Sora said. Sora leaded Sunao out the doorway until he heard Aizawa suddenly laughing.

"YEYE," Chou cried. Sora turned around and Sunao gasped. Aizawa had Kuniye up against his body, with a sword piercing through her midsection. She just stared straight ahead with that lifeless expression on her face. Chou was just a few yards away from the both Aizawa and Kuniye and Sora and Sunao. Tears drizzled down her eyes as they all watched Aizawa taking a small sample of her blood.

Chou felt a strong force burning inside of her. She felt her fingernails digging inside the palms of her hands as she tightens her fists. Her teeth grinded against each other. Chou felt rage building up inside of her. "I'll. Kill. You," she said, pausing at each word. Aizawa kicked Kuniye's body away from him, allowing the body to fall to the ground anywhere; he didn't really care. He smiled to the small child wickedly. "Try if you can," he says. Chou's eyes began to change to cat-like eyes. She could now feel claws digging in her skin.

"Chou!"

When Chou turned her head around, she found her weak cousin trying his best to get to her. He limps to her until he was just inches away from her. He fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her. Chou just stood there, wondering what was going on.

"I won't let you," Sunao sobs. All eyes were on Sunao, no one understood what he was talking about. He holds onto Chou tightly as he lifts his head up, glaring at Aizawa. "I won't let you do the same thing you did to me to Chou."

He looks back to Chou, who appeared now confused, stopped in the process of changing into her feline form. He pulled her closer. "Come back to me, Chou," he sobbed, "Come back. I know it hurts, but killing Aizawa isn't going to fix anything." He kissed her on the cheek. "Lend your pain to me, and I'll make it better for you." Chou slowly changed back to her human form. She returned the hug and began to cry. "Nao-kun," she cried. He did all he could to comfort her. Then he whispered something into her ear. "Her death shall not be in vain." He lifted the small child up, even though he was already losing so much blood, he still was able to carry her all the way to Sora. He loaned the child to Sora. "Take her back to Earth, Sora," he said. "She doesn't need to see what is to happen next."

"Nao-kun," she whimpered. He smiled reassuringly as he stroked her cheek. "It's okay, Chou," he said. "I'll be fine."

Flames burst everywhere, bordering the entire room and blocking all the exits. Chou screamed out of fear. They all turned back to Aizawa, who still kept that evil grin on his face. "No one is leaving," he says, "There is so much I need from you two." Sunao walks towards Aizawa slowly. "It's over Aizawa," he says. "You're lost in your addictions, and your addiction is what kills you."

"Is that so," he says.

Sunao nods. He stops as he stood in the middle of the room, with Kuniye's corpse at his feet. "Thank you Kuniye Sato," he says. "Without you, this moment wouldn't be possible."

"What is doing, Sora-kun," Chou asks. He didn't answer. She looks to him, seeing the frightened expression in his eyes. "Sora-kun," she calls out again. Once again, he doesn't answer. She waves in her hand in front of his face, but still no reaction. "He's frozen," she concludes to herself. She looks back to Sunao, who was kneeled down to his knees. He dipped his fingers in the pool of blood. She watched in awe as Sunao began to glow the same color as his eyes are as well as the pool of blood did. He closed his eyes as he whispered the word, "Poison."

Aizawa's eyes widened of pain. He collapsed down and began to cough out blood. Sunao stood back up. He smirked as he turned back to Aizawa. "Didn't I tell you," he said, "If you weren't so into consuming our blood, it would have been just Kuniye that was poisoned. However, you couldn't control yourself."

Aizawa grunted. "How did you…" Sunao pulled out the empty vile.

"I wasn't sure what it was until I noticed Kuniye was holding back as she fought you. You took the bait when you drank her blood, drinking the poison she drank before she even fought you."

"So that means that Kuniye…" Chou realized what was going on and her sister's plan.

Sunao turns to his little cousin. "She planned on dying ever since she came here," he said. "However…" Sunao walks over to Aizawa's body, who was gasping his last breaths, and pulls out his sword. "I'm not satisfied. Far from it." He lifted his sword high above his head. Aizawa looked up to the prince, seeing Sunao not moving a muscle. He figured Sunao would have something to say, but Sunao never spoke a word. The expression in his eyes said it all. Aizawa saw the hate, disgust, anger, sadness, and animosity within Sunao's eyes. Aizawa smiles. "You truly hate me that much," Aizawa says. Sunao smiles wickedly, answering his question through his smile as he swiftly lowers his sword, ending it all with one motion.

Chou smothers her face in Sora's shoulder as Sunao executes Aizawa. She cringed as she heard the bones breaking, making a crunching sound. And then there was silence.

She looks up and wishes she didn't see what is before her. Sunao was covered in blood splatted on his clothes and face. At Sunao's feet lays a decapitated Aizawa. "So much blood," she says completely horrified. Sora pushes Chou's face back into his shoulder. "Look away," Sora whispers. Chou obeys and kept her face on Sora's shoulder.

Sora hears something thump to the ground. When he looks up, he finds Sunao on the ground. "FUJIMORI!"

Chou hops off and runs behind Sora to Sunao. Sora lifts Sunao's upper half. He wipes the blood off his face with his shirt. Chou sat on Sunao's other side, holding his hand up.

"Fujimori…say something," Sora calls out frantically. Sunao stirs.

"Something," Sunao groans. Sora smirks, remembering the same response as they met.

"Smart ass," he chuckles. Sunao smiles as he slowly opens his eyes, revealing the soft pink orbs Sora fell in love with. Sunao reaches up and caresses his face. "I'm sorry I left you, Kuu-chan." Sora smiles lovingly and kisses the top of Sunao's head. "Don't worry about it," he says, "Just sleep." Sunao obeys Sora and allows himself to rest for the first time in a really long time. At last…everything was alright...or was it?

Attention everyone! I suck at fight scenes!

Lola: That's what you get for killing me in your fic.

Rosie:….You're not going to let that go, are you?

Lola: *shakes head*

Renee: There has to be something I can do to make up for it.

Lola: *nods* I want your Yoru doll.

Renee: *holds Yoru doll tightly* HELL NO!

Lola: *gets teary* I thought you loved me.

Renee: Not that much!

Lola: *snickers and grins wickedly* Fine…then I'll tell everyone your plot for the Ran x Yoru fic.

Renee: O.O But I just got started on it!

Lola: Yoru is a…

Renee: *hands over doll*

Lola: *hugs it* Yay! I love it when I win!

Renee: *sad eyes* Till next time…Ja ne *cries*