I don't care how much people up date. THE MORE THE BETTER! the more I update. hehe

Kharl isn't going to give Rath up without a fight you know. I have a sequal to this already writen (1st chap at least)

and this will change to are by the next chapter.


The room was semi dark, and but even so, Rath could see every object in the room clearly as if the room were being lit by the sun instead of the few candles that were probably giving off the cinnamon scent that engulfed the room, making Rath's nose itch. There was a large four poster bed in the middle with crimson silk hangings, the bed spread was also crimson and there was a single red rose laying there. Garfacky was scowling the whole way, giving hard yanks at Rath's chains that bonded his wrists. The yokai swore that when he was free the tri-colored haired human would be the first to go.

Garfacky gave another hard tug, causing Rath to stumble over his feet and stub his toe on the hard brick floor. Oh yes, Garfacky's death would be slow and painful. First he would slowly cut the neck, taking pleasure in each anguished scream, watching the blood flow from his sword to his hands and drench his sleeves. After the head fell off, he would mutilate his body into unrecognizable pieces and feed them to...he felt another tug, and he turned to Garfacky, who was still scowling and was holding a knife in his hand.

"Stop day dreaming! Lord Kharl will be here any minute. Wait for him on the bed." The human snapped.

Rath hated to do what he was told, but being completely defenseless and bound, he was in no position to argue. Garfacky looked as if he would be happy to find any excuse to hurt Rath with that sharp knife in his hand.

"Garfacky," Came a calm voice, full of amusement, and cunning. "It's not nice to threaten our guests."

Garfacky growled and stalked out of the room, preferring to see water lights have fun in their lake rather than watch Kharl do as he pleased to Rath. Although it would be amusing to watch Rath struggle. He's suck a feisty thing.

Rune had asked everyone and none of them had seen the Earth Dragon Knight.

This is unfuckingbelievable! Where in bloody hell could he be!

Because of his mind being so wrapped up in cursing his bad luck, the blond dragon knight didn't notice where he was going and bumped into someone. Someone much taller than him.

"Oh sorry, Rune."

"That's okay, Tetheus."

The Black Dragon Officer smiled. "I guess you're looking for Thatz?"

Rune nodded. "He's in his room, sleeping."

I should have known.

"Why are you in such a rush to see him?"

Rune smiled. "I have a few favors to ask of him."

Tetheus shrugged. "Okay."

Rath had been sitting on the bed, watching Kharl wander around the room, looking for various things and dropping them in a box. The yokai was feeling cold, exposed, and over all very, very uncomfortable and, though he hated to admit it, scared and defenseless.

"Cold?" The alchemist questioned as he saw Rath shiver out of the corner of his eye.

Rath gave his coldest glare. Kharl ignored the icy stare and went on with his searching.

"You're going to enjoy this, my Tenshi no Yami."

Rath growled. "I think I've told you before I'm not your tenshi no yami." He spat the nick name as if it were a curse. "And I don't think that I'd enjoy anything that came from you."

Kharl stopped in mid search. "Rath, I really don't want you to hate me"

"And why the hell shouldn't I!" The Yokai exclaimed. "You fucking fucked up my life! And you're doing it again! I'm happy in the dragon castle. There are people there who actually care about me!"

"Rath I care about you! Probably more than anyone you've ever known!"

"Oh really? You've done a wonderful job of showing it."

Kharl paused, his mouth slightly open as if he were thinking of a come back. "I do care Rath." He said in a slight whisper, it was hard to catch, but the black/purple haired yokai caught the faint words. "And I know I may not have shown you before, but if you give me another chance I will. I can give you anything you want. Can Rune do that?"

Rath was shocked. How the hell did the deranged alchemist know about that?

"How- how do you know?"

Kharl gave a bitter laugh. "I know a lot more than you think I know."