Disclaimer: I don¡¯t own any of the characters and I¡¯m not trying to get any money, don¡¯t sue because I DON'T have any money.

Copyright: I own the story line! Don¡¯t attempt to take this before advising me¡­ I¡¯ll haunt you and make your life really miserable. You must believe me¡­ my muse Adonis has satanic powers

Warnings: homosexual themes, language, drugs use, non graphic sex, pseudo sex, very strong violence, OOC-ness, supernatural themes, death, (mental) bond, horror, blood and gore and everything like such.

Bond (Schuldich)

Fucking perverted bastard, son of a whore, mother-fucking dick-head of a bitch, asshole, faggot, fuck, fuck, fuck¡­I swear under my breath as I drive towards the nightclub Aya and I are supposed to meet. Disgusting, he tried to FUCK me¡­

I stalk to Aya when I park the car. He is sipping some drink, which looks really foul and probably tastes really foul as well. I grab the cup and drain the contents, then make a face at the bitterness of the taste. He doesn't stop me. I turn to him. /Kitten, you have the worlds most annoying ex. /

He wonders what Yohji did to me.

/ He was fantasizing about my body¡­ well yours; you wouldn't believe some of the images that passed through his mind. /

/ Its hard not to think about anything but sex with you like¡­ this. / The thought flickers through his head.

I roll my eyes. ¡°Ran, no matter how sexy your body is, I still think that you getting aroused by your own body are plain gross.¡±

¡°Speak for yourself.¡± He snaps and turns to the dance floor. Before he could disappear into the crowd, he half turns and gestures towards the dance floor with his head. I smirk, my anger cooling. I catch up with him. However, before I could reach him, an arm wraps around Ran¡¯s waist and he¡¯s drawn into the crowd.

I¡¯m yanked away by a hot lady in pink. I try to find Ran for the next few songs, but I¡¯m always hauled away by someone else until the seventh song, when I finally have had about enough of dancing with strangers and then I see familiar green eyes before me.

Ran stares at me intently, without a word he takes me up in his arms. We sway to the music. I marvel at the way our body fits together.

I roll my eyes at myself, of course we fit well together- we ARE each other.

The comfortable silence dies out far too soon. It¡¯s always like that, when you finally get comfortable not thinking or talking, it turns awkward. Comfortable silence is something in fictions, just like true love.

Ran kisses me and I marvel once again at how skilled he is. Quietly I send into his mind the velvetiness of his tongue and the heat of his mouth.

He gasps and breaks away, much to my disappointment. ¡°What did you just do?¡±

I shrug. ¡°Sharing of sensations, liked it?¡±

¡°It¡¯s like kissing myself.¡±

¡°Honey, technically, you are kissing yourself.¡± I taunt.

¡°That¡¯s different¡­¡±

¡°What like you have a tongue shoved in your mouth and at the same your tongue is shoved in someone¡¯s mouth?¡± I¡¯m completely unaware of how completely that sounds.

¡°You¡¯re angry.¡±

I roll my eyes. / No, I¡¯m just extremely irritated¡­ of course I¡¯m angry imbecile, I did that to only one other person and that was because I was forced¡­ /

/ Crawford¡­ /

/ How¡¯d you know? /

/ Why? /

I smirk. ¡°Let me show you.¡±

*********Flashback (WARNING: very long) *********

¡°Shit!¡± I caught Crawford as he fell. Blood soaked through his tux to my white trench coat. ¡°Prodigy, Oracle is injured, mission aborted, evacuate immediately!¡±

¡°Schu¡­¡± Crawford was trying to speak, but the amount of blood lost in him was making it difficult for him even to stay conscious. ¡°Forget me! Get the hell out of here.¡±

¡°Look,¡± I snapped, ¡°you die, Taketori takes my head, or he gives us another leader who¡¯s probably going to kill me either way.¡±

¡°Schu, you¡¯re so pessimistic¡­¡±

¡°Shut up, you¡¯re gonna lose more blood if you talk.¡± I drag him into the elevator and it starts ascending slowly. ¡°Come on, come on¡­¡± I chant under my breath. ¡°Please don¡¯t stop half way¡­¡±


Elevators don¡¯t understand negative sentences, I concluded as I hear a clunk and the elevator stops in the middle of nowhere and not only that, the lights also went out.

¡°Prodigy!¡± I screamed into the microphone.

¡°Schuldich, I¡¯m having problems¡­¡± Nagi replied. ¡°Can you hold for two hours?¡±

¡°¡­Two fucking hours?¡± I screamed again.

¡°I can hear you know.¡± Nagi said irritated. ¡°Somebody hacked the system¡­ just hang in there.¡±

I sighed and sat down next to Crawford. Noticing that his breath was slow, I grabbed him and shook him not so gently. ¡°You go to sleep now, you¡¯re gonna get a concussion and then you¡¯re gonna fall asleep forever.¡±

Crawford sat up, grabbing my shoulders for support. ¡°Schuldich, can you reach the ceiling?¡±

¡°Why?¡±

/ Climb out, leave me¡­ /

¡°Don¡¯t you go on thinking that I¡¯ll leave you in this hell hole¡­¡±

¡°Schuldich, I¡¯m going to die anyway, there¡¯s no way to save me¡­¡±

¡°Shut up before I make you, Crawford. We might not have been the best of friends, but I¡¯m not going to let you down. And don¡¯t you let me down either¡­¡±

/ Why are you being so stubborn? /

/ Do I need a reason to save somebody? /

/ If anyone else asked me that question, I would have answered no, but with you, yes. /

/ We¡¯re a team, you¡¯re my leader, and we¡¯ve been together for two years, enough reason? Crawford, you¡¯re not going to die on me. /

Crawford didn¡¯t reply, and with a jolt, I could feel that the barrier he¡¯d always held up in his mind had melted away.

/ Fuck, you can¡¯t even keep up the barrier. /

/ Schuldich, leave me, get yourself out of this. /

/ NO! / I probed into his mind to find it very, very weak.

Closing my eyes, I concentrate my mind power into his and held on to his mind.

/ Schuldich, what are you doing? /

/ Saving your ass. / I replied curtly. / Now shut up and do as I say. /

/ You¡¯re not bonding with me¡­ /

/ I said shut up! /

/ Schuldich¡­ /

/ Look, I can reverse it later, just¡­ let me do this¡­ /

/ Schuldich¡­ you do realize that you would have to¡­ /

/ Yes I DO realize that you will fuck me¡­ just¡­ shut up! /

/ Why are you doing this to me? /

I dropped my barrier. Letting all my emotion flood his brain¡­

He gasps. ¡°Oh god¡­ you¡¯re on fucked up German.¡±

I decide that I¡¯ve had enough of his voice. And press my lips against his¡­

*********End Flashback*********

Ran stares at me. ¡°You bonded with him?¡±

I nod. Grabbing the nearest drink and draining it, ignoring the protest from the owner and drag Ran outside into the alley. The cool air whips my hair and somehow clears my mind for a bit. Ran stares at me or maybe he¡¯s just looking at me, but the way he looks at another person can be classified as glare. I look back into his eyes. I¡¯ve lately discovered that Ran¡¯s an incredibly emotional person, though his emotions do not show on his face, but his mind is so emotional that it would drag me down like a whirlpool.

I sit down on my heels in the dirty alley way and Ran crouches beside me. We look absurdly incongruous to the surrounding, like roses in cow dung as some would probably say. But what they don¡¯t know is that the roses they see are worth little more than cow dung. Now, we look comfortably appropriate with the dirty muddy alley way.

I sigh and reach into my pocket to produce a few rolls of weed. I search my pants to discover that I hadn¡¯t brought my lighter. ¡°Fuck.¡± I mutter. As I look up I see a lighter in front of my face.

Ran can be so disturbing sometimes.

We light up our weed and I inhale. The power of the drug soothes away the sharp senses and I welcome the haziness. Ran looks at the smoke coming from the lighted end¡­ but he makes on move to take it.

¡°Are you gonna waste that or something?¡± I ask, mildly interested.

He stubs out the amber at the end on his boot. Then he looks at me dispassionately. ¡°I want you.¡±

I told you he¡¯s unsettling.

My deluged brain is refusing to comprehend what he¡¯s saying to me. ¡°Huh?¡±

He grabs my weed and stubs it out on his boots. Then he grabs my face and kisses me, hard. If I¡¯m not so drugged I¡¯d have said that I¡¯m dreaming, maybe I am¡­ but right now I couldn¡¯t exactly string two words together, partly because of the drug, partly because of that torturous tongue on my neck¡­

I stand up and grab his shoulders as well. Dragging him up and pinning him onto the wall. The light from the street lamp illuminates his face so he looks like a stone statue... something that does not belong in this context of time and place.

I rip off his top and latch myself onto his chest. Biting and licking and enjoying the throaty moans he utters. I slide my mouth and body down until I reach his leather-clad crotch¡­ only to blow on it and come back up. He growls in frustration. ¡°Tease¡­¡±

I grin, ¡°Slut¡­¡± he bites my neck, enough to cause pain but not enough to actually draw blood, I sourly wonder what Omi¡¯s going to think when he sees a set of teeth marks on my neck¡­ and Kudou¡­

Suddenly I straighten myself, and back away from Ran altogether. He doesn¡¯t want me, I realize, he saw Kudou today and he wants Kudou, except he can¡¯t have him so he wants me instead¡­

He opens his eyes and stares at me. He¡¯s wondering why I am stopping and he wants me back¡­ I sigh. Fuck Kudou, I think, I want Ran as well.

He loses his patience when I don¡¯t respond for a few minutes and grabs me by the elbows. Pulling me against him, he kisses me again, thrusting his tongue in my mouth. Damn but he¡¯s so alluring.

I go back to my earlier ministrations and soon he¡¯s a withering mass in my arms. I close my eyes and sink into greater depths beyond sex, beyond life, beyond all time and space.

Only after the most incredible orgasm do I apprehend what was happening.

My mind barrier was down and I could feel another presence in my mind¡­ oh no¡­ this is not happening¡­ not again¡­ it¡¯s not meant to be like that¡­

I stare at Ran furiously, he looks back confused. / Schuldich, what¡¯s wrong? /

He didn¡¯t say it out loud, I didn¡¯t read it off his mind¡­ he SENT it to me¡­ through our bond¡­

¡°You BONDED with me?¡± Ran articulates. I finally gather enough strength and slam my shield back down. Ran pulls his pants back up and puts his shirt on, his eyes stare at the streetlight that was above us. I turn in his direction as well.

The light has exploded.

¡°We did that?¡±

I nod, I want to feel bad about this, but somehow, I could only think that I have finally won, Ran is finally mine, completely mine. I suddenly wanting so much to cry, not out of sorrow but out of joy, damn the drugs.

Ran smiles. ¡°What are you so happy about?¡± He asks, sensing my emotions.

I chuckle again. "Come on, I'll drive you home."

EN Notes: That my friends is obviously abridged¡­ so if you want the unabridged version, same old same old, email me at ebonynemesis@hotmail.com

Yay! Schu/Aya- ness, always my favourite¡­ for those of you who are worried that I might break up Schu and Ran¡­ well, keep your fingers crossed I don¡¯t come across a violent anime very soon¡­ I killed off nearly everyone in my other fic, when I was watching Tokyo Babylon.

And for those of you who are interested in the Brad/Schu bond thing, this is not the end of it ¡­ but I might write a sort of stand alone thing for it¡­ how about that? Tell me!

Anyway, lime is good but review is better, so I hope u get my drift and REVIEW!