SORRRY! I was meaning to update earlier but between Hurricane Sandy and the increased power outages in my area, I haven't been able to work on this at all! (-.-) Anyways I only worked on this for a day – meaning a couple of hours so this chapter is short. I'll make it up to you by making the next chapter longer though! I'm not sure if I'll be able to hit my two chapters a week quota though.


Hakuren worked out the finishing touches of his plan in his mind. "Okay, so it's agreed. We need to get Teito's mother and Ouka's father either here to the church or some other safe location..." The blond looked around. There were no objections... but Castor had doubt in his eyes. "What's wrong Castor-san?"

The man looked up behind his glasses at the boy. "Having Teito-kun's mother here at the church is one thing, but having the emperor here will endanger everyone's lives at the church... Landkarte will not likely be forgiving him for his betrayal and will most likely return to finish the job...and there is still the matter of the Blackhawks, Teito-kun and Frau..."

Hakuren looked to over at the princess. "I expected as much. Bringing Teito-kun's mother here shouldn't cause any problems since she didn't go betraying anyone... but King Barsburg is a completely different matter. The safest place for him might actually be the Hohburg Fortress."

Ouka nodded quietly in agreement. "Father should be safe... as long as he is protected..." She stared absentmindedly at Mikage, who was working on another eye fish. "But it's more than likely that that man will kill everyone who guards him...and I can't accept that!" She abruptly stood up. "I won't accept that..."

"Don't worry Ouka-sama. All we need to do is convince the Blackhawks to protect him." All eyes were on Hakuren. Getting the Blackhawks to do anything would be impossible unless it was on Ayanami's orders...

Kal was intrigued by the notion. "And how would you propose I do that? I'm the only one who can even get close to the Blackhawks, and Ayanami can dispose of Miroku any time now... But let's hear it. It'll make life easier if Verloren and Landkarte remove each other."

The boy continued. "It's simple. Katsuragi is Landkarte right? If we tell everyone that the emperor is being targeted by Landkarte, and that Katsuragi has betrayed everyone, it's only logical to have the strongest unit protecting the king right? And Ayanami can't afford to have another thorn in his side that wants to destroy the entire world."

They let the words set in. Hakuren's logic was sound. There now would only be one remaining problem. Hakuren still hadn't addressed the obvious question... "What about Teito-kun?" Ouka's innocent eyes looked upon the boy. "And Frau-san? What about their rescues...?"

Labrador was deep in thought when he suddenly looked up. "I'm sorry Ouka-san... I think we'll be able to help Teito's mother and your father, but I can't seem to see Teito's future in the coming weeks..."

Castor interrupted the bishop. Clearly, he wasn't helping Ouka... "Don't worry Ouka. I'm sure Kal-san will look for them whenever possible. It's just going to be a lengthy task. In the meantime while he prepares to bring you back to District One, you and Hakuren should probably work on stories to explain your absences."


Teito was lying on a cold marble surface. He stared up at the black nothingness. Nothing had changed in the mindscape. He thought back on what happened just before he passed out...

Teito couldn't believe what had just happened to him. He was being pleasured and literally grovelled at the boot of his most hated enemy. But something didn't make sense. He had been completely defenceless yet nothing more other than some arousing torture had occurred. He wanted to forget about Ayanami, but he couldn't shake the immovable presence from his mind...

Earlier, Teito saw every move the older man had made. He could feel every glance that caressed his soft skin. He could remember the cold yet smooth feel of the older man's lips... Teito knew that whenever Ayanami was in the same room as him, the set of deep purple eyes that gazed at him longingly. There was no doubt that the older man desired him...

The boy placed his hand over his chest. He gently traced an outline over his nipples. It didn't seem like too long ago when he felt ravished because of Hyuuga earlier...and while Ayanami was watching... Why did Ayanami want him to feel like this? He began to stroke himself with his other hand – trying to recreate the feeling he had before. He blushed as he continued. No matter what he did he couldn't recreate that sensation he felt earlier...He was so absorbed in to it that he didn't even notice the wing beat beside him.


"Master...? What are you doing...?" Mikhail grabbed his master's hands and observed their work. "Why are you doing this to yourself?"

Embarrassed, Teito looked away. Tears were forming in his emerald eyes. "I..."

"WHAT DID VERLOREN DO YOU?" Teito saw the fury ignite in Mikhail's ruby eyes..

Finally breaking free of his angel's grasp, he got up and looked away. "NOTHING! IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS ANYWAY!" He turned back to see the dejected angel on his knees, looking downward. "Mikhail... I...I'm sorry..."

"I guess I've lost my place in your heart..." He got up and turned away. Their backs were facing one another. "I apologize for my sudden outburst...I'll leave you alone now..."

Teito turned around. "No, don't go..." He embraced the angel from behind. Feathers were in his face. The two shared in the moment. "Please don't go... I'd forgive you for everything but leaving me alone..."

Mikhail freed himself from his master's grasp and thrust him to the ground. Teito was surprised at the angel's sudden abruptness. He bent down so that he had him completely pinned to the ground. "Anything?" Their eyes met, and Teito could see the sadness in his own eyes reflected off of Mikhail's...

He swallowed and looked at the angel in the eye. "Yes, anything..."Mikhail's expression was filled with tranquility the moment he heard those words.

Teito wasn't prepared for the sudden kiss. Their identical lips were locked. Teito could feel the pressure on his right-side move off as Mikhail began stroking his master's regal breast. Teito felt like he was burning up and wanted to push his angel off, but Mikhail did it in such a gentle way... it was just like when Hyuuga did it for Ayanami to see...

Mikhail released his master's lips and stared at him with a depressed expression. Saliva was dripping out of both of their mouths. "Please... don't think of them anymore... they don't care about you like I do..." He gave his master another kiss, but this time is was identical to Ayanami's – only more gentle...their tongues intertwined as they shared their passionate moment. A small tear came out of Teito's right eye as he patted the archangel's head with his free hand. Mikhail was so gentle, so lovely and so devoted to him... "Master... I'm going to cleanse your body of Verloren's filth..." He positioned himself over Teito's body so that he sat slightly under his crotch.

"Okay..." Mikhail looked like he was going to cry, but at his master's reply he was elated. He began using the same techniques that Hyuuga had used on him earlier with his tongue over Teito's soft flesh. "Nngh..." Their eyes were locked and the boy could see sorrow in those ruby eyes... "Mikhail...ah!" The boy could feel himself becoming more and more aroused as the angel continued. Mikhail was so gentle that he didn't even care about how his body was reacting. Ayanami was never this gentle...

"Master... I need you to get up so that you're on your hands and knees now..." Mikhail got up as Teito obeyed. His body was sweating and feeling hot... "I'm going to remove Verloren's filth now."

Teito was now supporting himself with his hand and knees. He supported himself with his hands. Was Mikhail going to use his finger like Ayanami did? "AH!" He let out a squeal of pleasure. "Mikhail! Nuah! What are you...?!" He looked back. Mikhail had slightly parted his legs and his gentle face was facing Teito's bottom. Teito could feel the angel's smooth tongue working his way into his own body... "Don't... Don't do that... Mikail... I'll... I'll...AH!" Teito's mind was slowly going blank. His breathing was very heavy. Although Mikhail was supporting the boy's legs, his arms had completely lost their strength. He was sprawled out over the floor."Aaah... Mikhail...Don't that's... that's...ah... dirty..." He could feel his body giving off its release. The boy collapsed and was gently turned back over onto his backside.

Mikhail moved back to admire his handiwork and kissed his master's lips. "You've never been dirty, Master..." He gazed lovingly at the boy. "I know you know that Zehel will rescue you, but it will take a very long while before he has the opportunity to..." He caressed the side of his master's face. "There's a chance that whatever Verloren does to you next may or may not break you..."He took hold of his Master' hand and squeezed tightly. "I... I don't want Verloren to take you..." He turned away, his face was full of shame. To even suggest something like that was not his place.

Teito looked up at Mikhail. "Mikhail... look at me...please..." The archangel turned around. There were tears in his ruby eyes...He owed too much to his angel. How could he possibly say no? Mikhail was losing it because of Ayanami and it was his own fault that he was captured. "Take me so I will never be Verloren's..."