Yoru: Hi!

Kuronue: Hi!

Youko: She's spelling my name right! Yay!

Yoru: If you knew I was spelling it wrong, why didn't you tell me?

Youko: I thought you were just doing it to taunt me or something.

Yoru: Nope. Really didn't know. Thought it looked better the other way. Okay, Youko has a plan. That's why he submitted. So phhhttph :P! Yeehee. I'm hyper.

Kuronue: You're always hyper. Calm down and write the story. By the way, I am a bat demon, which is called a Chimera. Someone reviewed calling me a bat. \/ Which is true I guess, but I prefer Chimera.

Kuronue fought every step of the way to the King's room. By the time they reached it, he had sustained several more bruises. Saitou pointed at a wall, and a guard began busily attaching a pair of shackles. Kuronue struggled, but the guards had too firm of a hold on him. Soon enough, he was forced to his knees, and his arms were shackled above him. Saitou smiled evilly.

"Now we can have some fun." He knelt in front of his captive. But as he looked into Kuronue's eyes, he drew away.

Every time he had looked before, there had been pain and hatred, but now there was more. In those indigo pools there was sorrow, rage, and pain, but the hatred overwhelmed everything else. The Chimera's eyes were almost crimson with hate.

"You killed Youko." Saitou sat back on his heels.

"Youko Kurama?"

"Yes. My best friend. I will kill you if it is the last thing I ever do in this life." Kuronue may have been shackled, but his hate was unbridled. Saitou stood.

"Beat him until he is almost unconscious. I will return then." He left the room, but as soon as he was out of earshot, he fell to his knees, shaking. Kuronue had frightened him so much...

Youko was dragged out of the castle and forced to his knees in the courtyard. Looking around, he saw trees and bushes everywhere. He felt a slight grin form on his lips. How fun this would be, rose whip or not.

"By order of King Saitou, I will execute you, the charge being attempted theft of a precious item." The guard droned on, but Youko barely heard him. Precious item? That's what Kuronue was to them? A sword raised above his head, ready to strike.

It never had the time.

Plants burst from every corner, entangling, tearing into the guards with the force of a stampede. Youko was free in less than a minute, watching in grim satisfaction as his plant friends killed the many guards. None even had time to scream. Soon, all was still. Not one guard was left to tell the tale. The bodies were taken underground with the plants, a secret never to be revealed. Youko turned from the ghastly scene, looking toward the palace. King Saitou would soon join them.

Saitou returned to his room, and watched a guard land one more punch to Kuronue's face. Then he waved them off. Kuronue barely had the strength to lift his head. Saitou cupped his jaw and lifted it for him. Those eyes still burned into him, but they were slightly clouded by pain.

"That's a bit better. Now, my dear Kuronue, we shall begin." The knife came out, and Saitou ran it from the corner of Kuronue's mouth to his chin, letting a small line of blood well up. Kuronue closed his eyes, shuddering, as the sadistic King licked up the cut to Kuronue's mouth, kissing him, running his own blood over his lips. Saitou tried to slide his tongue into Kuronue's mouth, but the Chimera locked his jaw securely. The King simply squeezed Kuronue's cheeks, forcing his mouth open. Saitou held it as he ran Kuronue's blood through his mouth, not wishing to be bitten again. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, he pulled away and let go of the prisoner.

"Delicious as usual, Kuronue." The Chimera coughed and spat, wishing he could get rid of the King's rancid taste, as well as the taste of his own metallic blood. Saitou smirked.

"Do you enjoy the taste of blood, Kuronue?" The Chimera looked up.

"As much as you will enjoy what I will do to you when the time is right." Saitou couldn't help a small shudder at the hate-laden statement.

"At least your friend is dead. I would be a bit more worried about him than you currently." The voice from the door caused ice to flood the evil King's veins.

"Really. Then be worried, Saitou. Be very, very worried." Youko leaned against the doorframe. Saitou felt the very breath driven from his body at the calm facade of the kitsune.

"Your time has come, Saitou. You will die."

Yoru: Aaaaaaaand cliffy!

Kuronue: Don't do this to the readers!

Youko: That's not kosher!

Yoru: What, are you Amish now?

Kuronue: Nothing wrong with the Amish.

Yoru: No, there's nothing wrong with it, but can you see Youko as Amish?

Youko: I'm Presbyterian, thank you very much.

Yoru and Kuronue: OO

Youko: What?