A/N: This is a yaoi chapter. In here, Jin is the victim instead of Ronan and the Chase actually get attacked when they wake up.

Chapter 13 - Nocturne

Ronan shook his head, trying to remove the sleep from his eyes. It was long past dinnertime and the boy's tent was already quiet. Well, save for Ryan muttering in elventongue. Their mats were lined up in a row, and Lass, Ryan, and Jin were already sleeping on them, from left to right. The bluenet had abandoned his rightmost spot and sat at the corner for obvious reasons.

"No, I can't sleep," he said to himself, "I have to keep myself from dirtying my thoughts with those dreams."

He hugged his knees closer to his chest, digging his nails on his skin. He knew what would happen if he took even the slightest nap. But, the druid's murmurs were starting sound like a droning sleep chant. The bluenet's eyelids were getting heavier with each passing moment. His grip on his legs was also starting to ease up. He didn't want to sleep yet, but he couldn't stop it anymore.

Ronan found himself standing in an empty white room. He turned around, seeing a single wooden chair to be the only piece of furniture. Save for that, it was completely devoid of anything. No doors, no windows.

"Sorry, but you won't be dreaming for tonight."

Ronan turned around once more, hearing the voice from behind him. But, he didn't find anyone else in the room. "Who are you? Show yourself," he yelled to the emptiness in front of him.

"Heh, I don't think it's time yet for you to know who I am."

The bluenet grunted. His tight fists were shaking.

"Now, now. No need to get irritated. Why, if you look at the window there might be something of interest to you."

Just then, something suddenly materialized on the right corner of his eye. He faced it and saw it was a dirty glass pane. His eyebrows scrunched up. With one last glare on the empty area, he walked to the window. When he touched it, he found it to be very warm, and covered in dirt. He wiped a small portion on the bottom right corner, and saw a bit of light flickering on the other side. From the color, he figured it was from a candle's flame.

"Hesitant, are we?"

Ronan turned once again to his left, but he ended up glaring at a far wall. He moved his hand in swipes to remove more of the soil from the glass. He turned to find the corner showing the legs of a side table and the fringe of white sheets on a bed. But, upon his closer inspection, Ronan tensed to find it like his room.

"Are you curious?"

Ronan gulped hard. He looked at his right hand, trembling and covered in dirt. With his left hand, he continued removing dirt from the bottom of the glass. the floor and the edge of the bed could now be seen. He didn't find anyone's legs dangling from the edge of the bed, but there were some black, translucent, shiny ropes that came from the bottom of the bed. Now and then, the ropes would show movement, and the bluenet was apprehensive of finding out what they were holding.

"Here's a hint for you. Close your eyes."

"And what good would that make?" Ronan asked angrily.

"If you still want to see what's on the other side of the glass, close your eyes."

Ronan was already scared of what was on the other side. He was scared to find out what the ropes are holding. He knew for a fact that all his dreams from the past week was on his room. But, he still closed his eyes, not knowing what else to do.

When he opened them, the dirt had all been cleared. And, his whole body completely shuddered at what he saw.

"Like what you see?"

Ronan heard it whispered to his ear. There was even a breath that came with it. He shut his eyes, not wanting to look anymore at what was before him. "What do you want?!"

"Nothing much at the moment. Just finding a bit of amusement."

The magic knight felt his ear being licked. Somehow, he couldn't react. "What are you doing?"

"He's looking at you right now."

Ronan opened his eyes to see a naked Jin staring back at him with glassy eyes. The black ropes weren't really ropes, but tentacles that wrapped around and surrounded the redhead. They had coiled around his legs and arms tightly, restricting any movement from the fighter. A thick one had coiled itself around his torso, spiraling up his abdomen and entering his mouth in the end. Two thin ones crept on his erect nipples, while another had a tight grasp on his hardened member. Another thick one was sliding in and out him, very fast and very painfully. Jin was already breathing heavily from all the stimulation, his voice muffled as he moaned and gasped.

A sudden cold hugged the bluenet, giving him goose bumps. "S-stop it, already," he begged.

"But, I'm not in control here."

"I thought you said I wasn't dreaming."

"Put frankly, it's not your dream. But, it's still in your mind."

Ronan couldn't understand just what that meant. He soon started to feel his own dick getting harder, being caressed along the shaft. He looked down to find himself masturbating quite vigorously. Once again, he felt a lick on his ear. He had started to make a weak sound of his own.

"You are enjoying this, aren't you?"

Ronan's cheeks were flushed. "N-no. I can't. Not Jin." As much as he tried to look away, the sight of Jin being tentacle-raped was already embedded on his mind. He couldn't stop moving his hand.

"You're near."

"I... must... not..."

"He's also reaching his limit."

Indecisively, Ronan had looked once more at Jin. The tentacles seemed to be much more erratic and gripped tighter on the redhead. The ones that had entered him and was on his throbbing member were both moving in a continually increasing speed. His eyes had snapped shut and his struggling had turned into restrained flailing.

"No... no. I can't... stop anymore," Ronan groaned.

"Oh, and just so you know, he was waiting."

Just as he had heard that, Ronan came out, staring at Jin being splattered all over by his own semen. The fighter was left limp as the tentacles soon receded to the bottom of the bed. The bluenet looked down once more, at his hand, his member, and his own cum splattered on the wall beneath the huge window. His body felt limp, and he slumped down. He felt the soft feel of a mattress beneath him, and someone's hand holding his.

"Ronan! Wake up!" Ryan violently shook the bluenet that had curled on the corner of the tent.

"H-huh?" Ronan blinked a bit to find the druid with his axe lying down on the floor.

"Finally, yer awake! Get'p and grab your sword, now!"

"Why?" Ronan asked while sitting up.

"Can'cha hear? We're havin' a monster crisis outside."

Ronan listened a bit and heard the sound of fireballs bursting and battle shouts. His body suddenly moved quicker. "The shield got broken?"

"'Fraid so. Hurry, we're kinda outnumbered again."

The druid rushed out without another word, axe in hand. Ronan grabbed Tyrfing, lying down on the wall opposite the tent flap. When he turned around, he found Jin to still be lying down on his mat. He briefly pondered why Ryan didn't wake him, before kneeling before the sleeping redhead.

"Jin, wake up," he called. "We have a fight right now."

Finding no reaction, the bluenet tried to shake him. But, as soon as his hand touched the redhead's shoulder, he suddenly whimpered and moaned, curling his body to a ball.

After that, Ronan didn't make another attempt to wake him up, finding his reaction of weakness quite disturbing.