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Chapter 3
Familiar ruby eyes gaze at me fondly and all I want to do is cry while I stand there numb. The small boy stares from me to his father and says, "Daddy said that you'd be angry at me for bringing you here, but he's been so lonely lately." I nod at the young boy and finally move closer to the man wondering how he could possibly be the father. "Allessandro, go to your room," he says and the boy pouts then jumps into his father's arms giving the man a well deserved kiss on his tanned cheek. The coldness that had begun to cave in on my heart is disappearing once again as his fire warms my soul. "Why," I gasp out unable to speak a full sentence and this man that can cause me to feel so many emotions smiles sadly. "I had to, who would believe that a man could get pregnant. Especially me, a monster." I spy the boy standing near the hallway watching us with wide eyes and the man shakes his head saying, "If you want to see Kazuma later, then I suggest you go do as you're told." The young child runs to his room with gleeful laughter.
Finally my body begins to move again and I find my fingers running over his face until tears overcome me. Falling onto his couch, I clutch my chest willing the attack to go away. Gently he tugs me onto his lap and fishes in his pocket before pulling out an inhaler. He always kept one on him, his own way of showing that he cared, and he smiles saying, "I'm sorry. I read every letter that you left and I sent Sandro to you hoping he could ease your pain. I told him to lie and say he was the cat." My lips crush against his urgently and he responds with all the passion that we had withheld for so many years. My body aches with desire for his flames to warm it. I understand now why he had wanted me to live. "But how did you survive?" He shrugs almost as if he doesn't care, but his eyes are dark and haunted. I tentatively brush my fingertips along his jaw and he sighs saying, "He beat me until I was unconscious. I could barely breath and he forced Hatori to proclaim that I was dead. No one knows that I'm the reason Hari finally moved away. I still visit him every now and then. He delivered our son. He makes an excellent Uncle. I was tossed in the cage to die but lucky for me the cats knew how to get your rats to listen. They made a hole big enough for me to crawl through."
"It doesn't matter anymore. Say you'll come home, I wont let them hurt you or Allesandro," I whisper as I move so that my legs can wrap around his waist and he nods holding me closer. "I'll never let you go. Why didn't you tell me at least? Let me know that you were okay," I continue as tears dampen his shirt and he rubs my back like he use to while he says, "I couldn't, if I did someone else would have found out. I had to wait until I knew for certain that we'd be safe." He stands up with me still in his arms and carries me to his room. My back hits the bed and he smirks letting his hands trail over my clothed body. I let my eyes wander over the walls that are decorated with pictures of us together or me with Sandro. "I suffered just as much as you did. I wanted to be there to hold you as you cried. I didn't always live here, for the first year we moved to Italy on Hatori's orders but he sent your letters to me. I want to take you there some time; it's beautiful there. The only thing more breathtaking than the ruins of Pompeii, the beauty of Venice, and the ancient monuments is you," he whispers as he lies down next to me and his fingers caress my hair with the devotion of a lover. "We'll go soon, I just have to take care of some business at home then we can go," I promise kissing his perfect lips.
His fire, which had destroyed me, is making me whole once again. "I wont abandon you ever again, Yuki," he says, and as always hearing my name from his lips sends butterflies dancing wildly in my stomach. "Kyo," I breath out just wanting to taste his name as it slithers down my tongue to slip from my lips and he buries his head in my hair. "I love you," he states firmly and his demanding lips close in on mine. I don't want to know how it feels to not have him ever again; I can't live without his touch. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," I whisper and he envelops me in his strong arms securing me against his chest as burning tears escape his eyes. He's the most gorgeous thing upon this earth and he's mine. "Sandro's waiting," I say softly not wanting this moment to end but a shift in the weight in the bed alerts us to the boy's presence. He squeezes in between us grabbing Kyo's hand and sucking on his thumb. My dancing flame only shrugs at his son's antics and says, "He told me that I taste better than his own thumb." I can only stare in delight at my family as Kyo brings the boy closer to his chest as his violets close.