Akashi sat in his office contemplating the recent events that lead to the capture of a certain demon. Flashes of the past week sprung inside of the young Lord's mind. The chase, the addicting feeling of adrenaline rushing through his veins, the thrill of the game… But more than all that, the beauty of the creature now in his possession left him with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

It was fate, Akashi believed, that brought them together. He had been riding Yukimaru on the outskirts of the family estate, passing through the forest that had stood through the long, bitter years, lining the west border of his home. The leaves whispered silly stories as Yukimaru ran past and the sound of his hooves clapping against the ground sent Akashi into a state of peace. His father's expectations couldn't keep up with Yukimaru's speed and the gentle numbing his mind felt as he watched the world fall behind him. It was during these early hours of the day, when he was able to slip through the manor without notice, that Akashi felt the right to break the chain connecting him to his ancestors' legacy and strict beliefs, if for but a moment.

However, despite the freedom and confidence that riding Yukimaru and the old forest provided, there was still routine and rule set into his escape. Akashi and Yukimaru followed down the set riding path his great grandfather had left, not daring to break off into another part of the forest. Akashi told himself it was for Yukimaru's safety. After all he was unsure of the winding roads that he could take, ones with rocks and other obstacles that could pose a possible issue to Yukimaru. Though in the back of his mind Akashi understood that he didn't leave his family's path because it was his destiny to follow it anyway.

It was during one of his daily rides that his routine was thrown of balance. It was another day, the leaves still giggled in the breeze, Yukimaru still ran, he still felt a twisted sense of freedom. Yet during this ride a sweet, quiet lullaby began to float through the air. Akashi froze, realizing that there was an intruder that the guards had yet to realize was there. He yanked on Yukimaru's reigns and directed him toward the small river cutting through the trees. Akashi told himself as Yukimaru's hooves hit the unpaved road that leaving was necessary to protect his home, that the only reason he was leaving the path was to keep the Akashi family safe. He knew that he was lying. He knew, in his soul, that he was leaving to find something more, to be someone more than another member of the Akashi family.

Akashi pushed Yukimaru to go faster as the lullaby started to fade away. The tranquil voice he had heard lingered in his mind as the song came to an end. Yukimaru halted when they had come close to the river and the source of the music. A being of small stature, that appeared to be around Akashi's age, dipped his fingers into the river, playing in the water with a small, genuine smile that Akashi had never seen anyone wear before. A familiar image entered Akashi's mind as he realized who the person sitting on a series of flat, mossy rocks was. The boy was a being that Akashi had only dreamed of seeing in person.

The sun had begun its rise into the sky, painting the clouds with delicate oranges and pinks. They caressed the pale boy's face, gently kissing his skin while the wind combed through teal locks. He laughed as the water splashed up against the rocks lapping at his legs. Akashi felt a wave of hesitance come over his being. How could this innocent looking boy be the demon his kin had been hunting for hundreds of years? It couldn't be possible that his father, that his family, was wrong about who they were hunting. However, Akashi still couldn't fully bring himself to recognize this boy as the proclaimed demon that needed to die for his crimes against the Akashi family.

Before Akashi had time to stop it, Yukimaru let out a whine loud enough to alert the other that someone was near. He turned his head and Akashi felt an overwhelming sense of sadness as their eyes met. Teal blue eyes searched his red and gold eyes for something Akashi couldn't identify. The demon stood up, letting the water trickle to the ground from their fingertips, and gave him a smile.

"You've found me," the demon spoke apathetically, hiding all of his emotions in his eyes, "Now you have to catch me."

Akashi barely had enough time to process the demon's words before he ran off. Akashi had heard that this demon had great power. That he was quick and smart. He knew that if he were to let this demon escape then his life would remain in it's routine. Akashi would never be able to defy his father and would live with the generations of guilt crawling down his spine.

Within a matter of moments Akashi and Yukimaru ran after the demon. Lost in their own world the three let the wind envelop them and let the world around them disintegrate, focused solely on each other. Akashi couldn't help but laugh as he watched the demon boy gracefully run on old rocks and tree branches. He was captivated by his beauty and the opportunities the demon flaunted in front of him.

Akashi and Yukimaru ran fast and the demon began to slow. Akashi could tell that the demon was toying with him, but knew this was the only opportunity to capture him. He pulled on Yukimaru's reign and started to slow his companion before leaping off and tackling the demon. The boy's eyes widened when the red head made contact with his body. Akashi grabbed the boy's head pulling him close as the two tumbled down into the ground. It took a moment before Akashi was able to move from the boy enough that he wasn't crushing him but also wasn't giving him the chance to run away. It was likely that the demon had enough strength to ward of Akashi's attempt at holding him down but the demon just looked at him with surprised eyes.

"I've caught you," Akashi smiled down at the demon pushing a lock of hair from his eyes.

The demon stopped and started to laugh. Akashi watched as the boy tried to regain his breath, mesmerized by the mystery and softness that the boy radiated. The demon reached a hand and touched Akashi's face.

"Yes, My Lord, you alone have caught me."

{Author's Note}

Originally Part I was going to be a one-shot. It was a small story, very short and simple, to help me with my writing skills and to give me inspiration. I haven't written any fanfiction or personal writing in a long time. However I want to say thank you to HollowfiedWolf-In-The-Shadow94 for encouraging this to have more to it.

I plan on making this story a series. I may even rewrite the original Part I if i need to, though I am hoping to keep it as it is. Thank you so much for reading. Please see my profile for a link to what I based Kuroko's horns off of if you are curious and for updates on other stories and such.