Chapter Two: Waltz in the Moonlight
Kazahaya and Rikuo had finally passed through the pushing and shoving of the crowd and into their rooms. It had reached nightfall by the time they had finished unpacking and Kazahaya was still as hyper as can be. Rikuo on the other hand, was tired from carrying all the luggage.
"Did you have to bring so much?" Rikuo asked as his worn out body hit the soft bed hard. He was breathing raspy breaths and didn't stop until he was finally content again.
"Of course! What would I do without all my stuff?" Kazahaya spoke with a smile. He pounced onto Rikuo and caused the bed to rock and squeak to adjust to the new weight upon it. "Where's this ship heading to anyway?"
"Kakei said it's heading toward Hong Kong." The psychic grunted as he tried to sit up. He managed to balance on his elbows with little effort. He was too tired to fight Kazahaya at the moment and wasn't planning to do so any time soon.
"Hong Kong, eh?" that was when he felt his stomach growl. Kudo patted his stomach lightly like a person would do a dog's head. "Welp, the beast is calling for food. Want to join me?"
"Bring me back something. I can't even get up." He knew he was foolish to trust Kazahaya to bring him something back to eat. He would have probably got him something horrible and bitter or worse . . . he would have eaten it before he had got back to the room.
"Okay! Leave it to me!" Kazahaya said in an excited voice. He gave Rikuo a quick peck on cheek before bounding from the bed and out the room. He stuffed his hands down his tight jean pockets and walked past the upper class people who gave him odd glances. He had to ask more than seven people to tell them where the dinning room was. Finally, he found it.
"Oh, Kazahaya!" a singsong voice called to him. Kudo turned around and saw Leon sitting at the table in the corner. He was wearing a tuxedo which he found extremely odd. But he just waved him off and ignored him. He walked over to the food bar and started to pick out nothing but sweets. The only normal food that laid on his plate was rice. He grabbed a napkin and put stuff that he thought Rikuo would like on it. He even packed him something sweet afterwards.
"Don't ignore me, Kazahaya." Leon said in a voice that almost made Kazahaya jump in fright. "Now come dine with me." He guided the boy over to the table he sat at which held two wine glasses in front of each chair. A fresh and unopened bottle of red wine sat in the middle of the table. A bouquet of light pink roses sat on the table wrapped up in a white sheet all tied up by a purple string that spiraled down to the tip of the green stem ends.
"What are you up to, monkey boy?" Kazahaya asked. He laid back in his chair, not showing the least bit of fright on his face. He did not fear Leon nor did he like him.
"These are for you." He spoke in a gentle and almost loving tone. He held out the bundle of roses to Kazahaya's face. Some of the pink buds scraped against his cheeks, making him blush. "They're called 'First Kiss'. Do you remember our first kiss, Kazahaya?" he asked, pouring the red wine into each of their glasses. "That night after the date . . . the moon was full . . . almost like tonight."
"Don't try to flatter me. That was a forced kiss and you know that." The empath said. He pushed the 'First Kiss' roses away from his blushing cheeks and back to Leon's chest.
Leon just shrugged. He superimposed the roses over the white cloth that coated the table. His catlike yellow eyes shot in the direction of the people dancing to the ballroom music. One foot right after the other, the people moved with the rhythm of the beautiful sonata that was being played. "Do you know how to dance?"
"I don't. It's not something that I tend to bother with." Kudo's eyes focused on the food he was eating and not onto the dancers. Obviously his interests were completely different from Leon's. He finished off his entire plate quickly. Not having any food all day made him more hungry than an animal who hasn't ate in weeks.
Leon's fingers dug through his pockets and his eyes returned his gaze to Kazahaya. His hand shifted through it as if he was searching for something. "Would you like to have a free lesson?" he asked and stood from his seat. His moved behind the unknowing boy and pulled a chain from his pocket. The chain held an average sized and beautiful black jewel with a tiny and almost faint red core.
"What?" he asked almost innocently. His head tilted up in the direction of Leon above him. He felt something slide around his neck. It was frosty and burned the skin of his neck. His eyes widened. A strong wave of heat rushed through his veins and centered in the core of his stomach. His pupils faded back into the teal eyes. His eyelids narrowed halfway down his eyes, making him look almost like a doll.
"Come with me, my dear Kazahaya." Leon whispered to him in a tempting tone that no one could resist. He tugged Kudo to his feet. He pushed the possessed Kazahaya up to the ship's deck where no one could bother them. There was a round wooden floor up upon it that was an extra dance floor for warm summer nights. The colorful lights that hung from one pole to the other flickered on and off. He slowed his pace down as they neared the dance floor. The wooden floor tapped an odd beat when their feet walked to the middle of it. The dance floor was illuminated as bright as it could get on a starry night. The moon served as a spot light toward the two dancers. The odd beat faded into the silence as their feet came to a halt. One of Leon's hands came to intertwine with Kazahaya's. His other went to wrap around his waist. Kazahaya's free arm went to curl around his neck. The medium started them off with one foot stepping back. Kudo's feet followed Leon's movements like a soulless corpse without a will of its own. They danced to the silent song for almost the entire night. It came to a stop when both their feet halted. "It's getting late." Leon said. His dark voice shattered the blissful silent breeze into a million tiny pieces.
Kazahaya did nothing but smile to him. His eyes reflected nothing back into the fiendish Leon's. He was steered back to his room where they both parted. But not before a goodnight kiss on the lips. Leon wanted the taste back on his lips. "You will forget everything when you next wake up. But you will relive this night in your dreams." He ordered him. Leon was gone in an instant with the diamond gone with him.
"Huh?" Kudo asked. He rubbed his temples to calm the major headache that brewed in his head. But something made him stop. The lovely pink bouquet in his hands baffled him. "What's this?" he asked, looking at the card that sat perfectly in the buds.
"To Kazahaya, this is a nosegay of roses that blossoms as well as you. From the one who would kill a million roses just to get to you, Leon."
Kazahaya scoffed and twisted the door handle. He remembered sitting in the dinning room with Leon but that was all. And now, he was standing in front of his own bedroom door. How was that possible? His mind stumbled upon a question. What happened tonight . . . ?