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"Thatz." Rune shook the green haired boys shoulder. "Thatz wake up."

Thatz mumble incoherent words and rolled over. By now Rune was loosing his patients. "THATZ WAKE THE BLOODY HELL UP!" The blond elf screamed.

Thatz jumped, and rolled out of bed, dragging his covers with him. He stood up and glared at the Water Dragon Knight.

"What the hell do you want?" He mumbled, rubbing the sore spot on his head.

"I need you to tell me how to get to Arinas."

Thatz seemed wide awake at the name. "Arinas? Why do you want to go there?"

Rune lowered his head, feeling his face grow hot. "Personal business." Not everyone needed to know that Rath was probably being raped by Kharl right now. Besides this was something he wanted to do himself.

Thatz raised a questioning eyes brow. "What kind of personal business."

Rune glared. "Stuff that doesn't concern you, Thatz, now spill it!"

Thatz backed off at the glare and tone of voice the elf was using. "It depends on where you want to go unless you want to go demon hunting."

Demon hunting. Rath loved to do that.

"Rath isn't connected to this is he?"

"No, of course not." He lied, and he wasn't a very good liar. It was easy to tell, when ever he lied, Rune had the tendency to look at the other person's feet, and play with the tips of his hair.

"Did Rath go demon hunting in Arinas?" He asked stupidly.

Rune sighed. "You could say that."

"Then why was it so personal?"

Rune gave another cold glare. "It just is!"

Thatz sighed. "I only know how to get to the entrance to the water caves and that's it."

Rune smacked his head. "You don't know how to get to the Arinas Castle?"

"And now Kharl's involved?"

Rune growled. "Drop it. Do you know anyone who can help?"

Thatz thought for a minute. "Yeah, but I think he's in the fray forest right now, I think he's looking for the fairy he brought to life."

Rune looked surprised. "He's been to Arinas?"

"Yeah, I've dated him you know."

Rune gave a weak laugh. "Okay let's go. You don't mind if I take Kai-Stern with us right?"

Rath gave the alchemist a suspicious look. "May I ask what those things are?"

Kharl smirked. "I'm sorry, dear Rath. I don't think the people included would like that."

Rath gave a smirk to rival with that of Nadil's. "How do you expect me to give you a second chance if you keep secrets?"

Oh yes, Rath was sneaky. But Kharl knew better. He is a genius after all. "Some things, Rath, are better left unsaid for the sake of clarity."

Rath rolled his eyes. "Kharl, why do you want the second chance?"

"Would you like me to show you?"

Rath pondered the response, not really sure how to answer, but he had a vague idea he would be put through if he had agreed.

"I can't tell you everything, even if you are my best friend."

The words haunted Rath's mind and he had a sudden defiance. Well Rune certainly didn't seem to care about him, Kai-Stern cared about him too much, and everyone else just though he was nothing but trouble.

"Alright." He agreed.

Perhaps Kharl was right; perhaps the silver haired alchemist could give him more than the dragon tribe could, more than Rune could. The blonde elf couldn't even trust him with a simple secret. Perhaps he could over come his hate for the alchemist, for being altered against his will. In fact, now that he though of it, Kharl wasn't all that bad. Standing in front of the candle light, hope, happiness, and relief flickering in his eyes like the candle fire, the dim light casting shadow over his body that was draped in nothing but a thin red silk robed that was tied in a loose not. Rath no longer felt so scared. He didn't care if he was in nothing but boxers, he didn't care if his hands were bound, and he didn't care if he was about to be taken by the man he hated most, when he had been hoping Rune would be his first, his uke.

Perhaps this wasn't a good idea. But it was too late to go back on his agreement. Kharl was a great second choice. The yokai convinced himself, actually believing it as the alchemist came ever closer, purring slightly and smiling, Rath found that extremely attractive.

It would take a day or two to get to the fairy forest, but Rune didn't have that kind of time. He was restless, and even more the foreboding feeling that Rath was in some sort of trouble increased. He just knew he had to get to Rath soon, and he vowed to himself that Rath would know his secret, no matter how bad he was rejected, no matter if he lost his best friend. Rune gave a small snort and receive a weird stare from his companion, Kai-Stern. But the elf paid no heed. He was still thinking about the irony of it all. He had already lost his best friend. In two ways. With the silly argument and by Kharl taking what was most precious to him. And even Rath did accept his confession, what did he have to offer? Flowers? A jar full of butterflies. Rath was a demon hunting obsessed demon. Whereas he was just an elf. Rune sighed. But on the up side, Rath did accept things easily, since he didn't have much and most definitely wasn't spoiled. There was one thing that Rune had that he wanted to give Rath, for a very long time actually.

"Rath let me show you how much I care and love for you." Kharl whispered, leaning in ever closer to Rath's lips. "Please."

"You already had my permission, Kharl." The yokai whispered back, closing the small distance between his and Kharl's lips in a passionate kiss, the fire of held back passion that had been reserved for an elf, and hatred for the man he was now kissing so ferociously was all thrown into the kiss while the silver haired alchemist fumbled with the chains that bonded Rath's wrists.

"Thank you." Kharl voiced, while they broke the kiss for air, and then pressed their lips together again.

Kharl screw the living day lights out of Rath.

Rune was beyond frustration. They hadn't even passed Chantel and the sun was already starting to set. Rune liked sunsets. They brought back memories of him and Rath. Memories that were the only thing that kept him from giving up. He found this so very hopeless. Why? Because of what Rath would have been put through during the morning up 'till now. His mind wandered to one of the last sunsets they had watched together, before Rune had turned to secrecy for the sake of keeping a friendship he couldn't afford or bare to loose. He smiled as he recalled the funniest scene of that one day a few months back, Thatz had been asleep next to them, snoring loudly, scarring a few birds from their nests. It was one of the most treasured times with his friends that Rune had.

Flashback

Rune lay back on the grass, his arms acting as pillows. Next to him was Rath, smiling genuinely. It had been a long times since he had seen Rath look so serene, besides when he slept. Thatz was snoring besides then, and a few birds were flying out of the tree they were sitting, or lying, under. The sky was blood red with orange, and the large yellow ball in the sky was now setting, giving the clouds a golden glow.

Rune felt something poke his upper arm and opened an eye.

"Yes?"

Rath gave Rune a smile. "Don't fall asleep."

Rune laughed. "But why not?"

"I'll have no one to talk to. Thatz is already asleep, and I didn't bring any food."

Rune smiled and sat up. "What do you want to talk about?"

Rath tilted his head up. He was acting as if he were that little boy with a passion for demon hunting, an innocent look that deceived everyone around him.

Rune sighed and followed Rath's line of vision to see two birds in the distance. They heard a grunt next to them.

Thatz had sat up and was rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Wadd I miss?" He said groggily.

Rath shrugged. "Nothing of importance. We should go back, it'll be dark soon."

Rune stood up after the yokai. He was acting so cheerful and so open until Thatz woke up. It was good to know that the elf could bring that part of his personality out, his vulnerability.

end of flashback

Rune groaned for the five hundredth time that day.

"Thatz it's already night and we're not past chantel. How are we going to make it to fairy forest in time? Rath is in trouble."

Thatz glared at the elf. "You haven't told me why."

"Yeah me either."

Rune smacked his head. He had forgotten to tell the reason in his haste, and he had also forgotten about Kai-Stern following them.

"Alright fine, but I'm not stopping tonight."

Thatz groaned. "But Rune-"

"No buts, go home if you like, I'm going to find Nohiro and get Rath back, or die trying."

Thatz gave Rune an incredulous look. "Are you that determined?"

Rune nodded.

Thatz sighed. "Alright fine."

Rath moaned. Kharl's hands were toying with his silky black tresses, and his tongue was licking his ear lobe, sending shocks of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Are you enjoying this Rath?"

Rath nodded, bringing his own hands to run them selves through Kharls silver locks. Then dropped a level to Rath neck, giving it soft bites, leaving marks all over it. Now Rath was his property. Not Rune's not Kai-Sterns, but his. Kharl pulled off the robe when his lips left Rath's neck for a brief second.

Rath had fallen limp on the soft fluffy mattress, while Kharl moved on top, straddling his hips, his tongue still slipping lower, leaving small love bites here and there over his chest. Rath enjoyed all of the tormenting pleasure, the only garment of cloths he had left were feeling constricting and wanted them off immediately.

"Kharl!" Rath gave a small gasp when he felt warmth surround his left nipple and hands down his boxers, stroking his arousal.

Kharl smirked and sucked roughly on the hard nub, while his slim fingers wrapped around Rath's shaft. The yokai moaned and bucked his hips upward for more contact.

"Are you ready?" Kharl whispered, while his hands pulled down the bothersome boxers, leaving his length free from it's prison.

Rath didn't know what he should be ready for but nodded anyway. Kharl's kisses trailed to his navel, and lower until his face was in front of Rath's erection . The alchemist gave the head a lick, tasting the salty drop of pre cum that was there. Rath's eyes widened, but soon fell into a haze of pleasure as he felt his whole length being engulfed by the wet heat that was Kharl's mouth. Rath gave a loud moan and tried to buck up into the heat, to find he was being held down on Kharls hands. He gave a frustrated groan. His head was thrashing from side to side and he felt something building up inside him, just waiting to explode. Kharl's right hand left his hips and brought to his sack and began to play with it, adding to his torture.

"KHARL!" Rath screamed arching his back as he released his seed into the alchemist's mouth, who lapped it all up and smirked.

"Turn around." He commanded.

Rath complied and rolled over on his stomach, his head buried in the soft pillows. He felt the weight on the bed shift. Kharl was looking for something under the bed.

"This is going to hurt." He said once he found what he was looking for. Rath twisted his body to look at the alchemist. He was holding a tube of lubricant. Rath felt apprehensive all of a sudden.

"It- it's okay." He mumbled.

Kharl nodded and poured a generous amount on his fingers. Rath braced himself for the intrusion. The first finger didn't hurt, it felt odd, but it didn't hurt. The second, however, was another story. He hissed when Kharl began a scissoring motion to better prepare him. This had better not be a one night stand. Soon the pain was accompanied by pleasure as Kharl's long fingers went in deeper, brushing across a specific bundle of nerves, making Rath see stars.

"Found it." Was Kharl's response to Rath's loud gasp.

Slowly the fingers pulled out. Rath whimpered at loss. But the whimper turned to a groan of pain when something much bigger pressed through his tight entrance.

Kharl moaned when his length entered Rath's tight passage. It was taking all of his will power not to pound his uke into the mattress below. He slowly pushing in deeper until he couldn't and waited for Rath to adjust. After a few minutes he felt Rath squirm a little. He started to pull out and stopped before he was completely out. Rath was waiting. He let out a slight scream when Kharl pushed back in. The action repeated, slowly gaining speed. The alchemist adjusted his position in order to hit his demon's sweet spot.

"Kharl!"

The alchemist smirked and continuously hit the bundle of nerves, loving it when Rath screamed his name in delight.

After a minute Rath began to adapt to the thrusts and created a steady, but fast paced, rhythm. The alchemist grabbed Rath's hard shaft and began to pump it in time with his thrusts, adding to the waves of pleasure that were hitting Rath's body. Kharl felt himself nearing the edge and both of their thrusts were loosing their grace.

After a few more thrusts Rath came into Kharl's hand, screaming out his name, followed by Kharl who collapsed onto if Rath.

"So does this mean I'm yours?" He asked.

The silver haired creator of souls smiled and nodded, pulling out of his new lover and wrapping his arms around him. Both fell asleep not long after.

Unknown to them, Garfacky was standing in the door way, glaring daggers at Rath, the one who involuntarily stole his master's heart, stole his master away from HIM! If it weren't for Rath then it would be HIM who would be in bed with Kharl! As he watched both figures sleep in each others arms, a plan started to form in his devious little mind. Kharl would be his, even if Rath had to be taken out of the picture.