The room was filled with soft gasps, a dark fist cutting all the circulation off to the pale hand it was holding. Another loud gasped passed from the ancients lips. "God damn I didn't know it would hurt this bad" The demon just showed the boy a smile, going back to work.
This wasn't exactly a real tattoo but more of a scar. The knife he was using had magic in the blade, it left a burning felling and made the cut have a red tint to it. So the scar on Cross' hip would have a red glow to it.
There was a bandage on Fayt's hip. Blood soaking through the white cloth. He did his fast, being a demon and all you have a high pain tolerance, unlike the boy before him. He was squirming with every cut. "If you don't hold still I am going to mess up and I'll have to start over." At that Cross stopped instantly.
The tattoo parlor was busy and they would ask questions, plus this had another effect that he didn't tell Cross about just yet. Holding his hand steady as he let the knife drag one more line on Cross' hip. "There it's done" A deep sigh escaped the boy's mouth as he sat up. "Is that all?"
Fayt grinned again sliding his arms around his waist jerking him closer. "No not quite. Now the two scars have to touch. After that we will be bound together. It will be physically impossible for either one of us to cheat on the other." Cross blinked listening to Fayt speak. After a long pause he blinked again and was able to get out "What?"
Fayt just sighed shaking his head, "Never mind." Sure Cross was gorgeous but after the past two hours with Fayt was starting to realize that he wasn't the brightest. That didn't bother him. He already knew that he wasn't the smartest by watching for so long. Though he seemed like, well what humans would consider a blond. Fayt liked the way Cross acted. He liked taking care of him. He was tired of the dominant sex partner, he liked being gentle. Fayt was afraid that he might break Cross at first. He was really skinny after all.
Fayt firmly placed his hand on the small of Cross' back pulling him closer. "No this is going to hurt even more than the actual cutting." Cross gulped hard nodding his head. Fayt moved his free hand to remove the bandages before lightly pushing his hips against Cross'. The burning began instantly. Cross nuzzled hard into Fayt's neck biting at the pale flesh. His golden digits tangling themselves into the silver strands of his lover's hair pulling hard.
Cross cried out into Fayt's neck biting harder. The demon didn't even seem to react to the bite or the burn, though Cross could tell that it was hurting him by the feeling on the pads of his fingers digging into his back. Fayt was always careful not to cut Cross with his nails. Fayt let a little gasp out speaking softly into Cross' ear "Almost done my love." Cross nodded pulling the skin on his neck with him, it didn't tare just pulled it. Fayt was definitely going to have a mark.
Fayt finally pulled his hips away from Cross resting his forehead on his lover's. "There that wasn't so bad was it?" Cross pulled away from him giving him 'are you kidding' look "Yeah right maybe not for you. I only got one mark but you got two" He nodded to Fayt's neck.
Fayt laughed rubbing the saliva off his neck "I don't mind. I would love to have a mark from you" He gave Cross a wicked grin "Maybe I should return the favor" Cross backed away shaking his head, his voice was shaking as he spoke "No I think you have done more then enough." Fayt laughed again "Darn I was really looking forward to that"
Cross moved his hands to his pants pulling them up quickly, sure he liked Fayt but he wasn't in the mood for sex at the moment. He just wanted to be held. The icy orbs look around the room examining everything carefully. It wasn't exactly the nicest place he had ever seen, plaster was coming off the wall. There was only a couch a bed room with a bed and a kitchen with a stove, oven, and a fridge. "So this is your place?"
Fayt let nodded slowly looking around "I don't need much. I just need a bed and a couch. The kitchen was extra. I learned how to cook in my free time." He looked around the room with Cross. The windows were boarded up not letting any light in. Well let's just say that Fayt lived in the poor half of Midgar. It was a miracle that there was even an apartment building in sector 2. The apartments were for the richer people.
Not like anyone rich would really live here though. It was a major accident waiting to happen. First of all the nails were sticking out of the floor boards. An easy way to stub your toe or get stuck, the bad thing was that half of the nails had the pointed end sticking straight up. Moving on to the kitchen, the gas pipe that lead to the stove had a crack so there was always a possibility of an explosion. If not an explosion then a gas leak that could kill someone. The bed room wasn't that bad, other then the nails.
Fayt didn't need to worry about anyone breaking into his home. He didn't have anything to steal. Well food, but he didn't pay for that with his own money. Hell he didn't pay for it at all. All the money he took from his victims was kept with him. Fayt was hardly ever at home, only during day time. He would sleep about two hours then cook and read the rest of the time. One of the nice things about being a demon, you can see in the dark. He didn't need to use the lights, not like he could if he wanted to. It didn't bother him that the lights wouldn't turn on. Less is better in his case.
The only valuable thing that he had was his clothes. They were in his closet that was on the other side of the room. He didn't have much of a wardrobe, just pants boots and shirts. If he ever wanted to wear really nice outfits he would just steal them. The also was a bath room that had a toilet and a sink, no shower. It didn't matter, outside of Midgar was a nice lake that he used as a bath.
Fayt's eyes snapped back to Cross getting a little uncomfortable in the silence. "Are you hungry?" Cross turned to him smiling big "God you read my mind." Fayt laughed moving into the kitchen "Well what do you want?" He said as he opened the fridge. Cross just gave him a shrug "Umm….I don't know anything is fine, as long as it's edible." Fayt knew he was going to say that. Cross would eat anything. "How about stake? That is the only meat that I really have." Cross smiled wrapping his arms around Fayt's waist lightly speaking into his ear "That sounds fine to me"
"If you don't sit still I will poke you in the eye" The demon hissed trying to get the boy to stop squirming. "Is that what you want? Do you want a nice black dot in the middle of your eye" Cross forced himself to stop moving for a moment "I can't, it tickles too much."
Fayt pulled away looking at his work. Cross was wearing eyeliner and make-up to make his skin paler. Two black horns parted a few of the ebony strands of hair. A thin trail of fake blood was leaking out of his lips. The rest of his golden body was covered. A black tank top rested lightly against his chest, a leather jacket covering his golden arms. The dark skin on his hands were covered with the same make-up that was on his face, he had his nails painted black and were filed to a point. His lower half was covered by a pair of black leather pants a steel toed boots. Basically he was wearing Fayt's clothes. That was the point after all. Cross was supposed to be a demon.
Sure he wouldn't look like all the other kids dressed up like demons, but they really didn't know what demons looked like. Cross had an advantage over everyone else, he knew a real demon. "Alright it's your turn now" The ancient stood up pointing to the chair that he was just sitting in "Sit" Fayt nodded his head taking Cross' seat. The young boy left the room for a moment only to return with a white and gold cloth and some other make-up.
Cross kneeled down in front of Fayt setting everything down, pulling the dark make-up out first. He applied it evenly over the demon's face hiding the pale skin and the dark marks under his eyes. The rest of Fayt's demon features were already hidden. After Cross replaced all Fayt's pale skin with golden skin he moved to the white cloth. "Here put this on" The cloth was trimmed with gold. It had a pure look to it. Well Fayt was going to be an angel kind of, he was going to be an ancient .
The whole point of dressing up was to celebrate Fayt's favorite holiday, Halloween. They were going to go out and terrorize anyone that they could find. Hang out in the cemetery and scare all the teens. The two of them had been looking forward to this night for a long time. They would talk about it all the time and count the days down. Other then the holiday it was also their one week anniversary.
Fayt wasn't keeping track of it but it seemed important to Cross so he cared. They first meet a week ago. It didn't seem like anyone at the bar knew what was going on but they were starting to get suspicious. Cross would often sneak out at night and wouldn't return until the next morning. Cross often spent the night at Fayt's. There they could be as loud as they wanted. No one was near Fayt's room. Plus they could explore the place, if you know what I mean. They weren't restricted to just the bedroom. Hell they were hardly ever in the bedroom.
Cross did have something special planned for Fayt. He had kept it a secret for about three days. "Do you want to know what I have planned for you?" The blue orbs looked to the demon as he finished putting on the white robe "Sure" A grin crossed his lips steeping forward slowly. "Well, you know how we are dressed up as the other. I'm a demon and you an ancient?" Fayt was watching him carefully "Yeah…" "Well as a demon I am rough and mean, and as an ancient you are sweet and innocent." Fayt sighed rolling his eyes "Just tell me already" Cross laughed closing the gap between the two of them. His lips lightly pushed against the demon's ear. "I am going to be the demon tonight. I am going to screw you"
Fayt pulled away a little stunned. That look didn't last long. A grin found its way across the new dark lips "That sounds great to me. I would love if you did that. It would be kinky" He was right, Cross thought it would be kinky to. Cross also knew that Fayt liked it when he was in control so this was a great present. Fayt would never forget this night. Neither would Cross, he had everything planned out well. He told Alex that he would be staying the night at Adrian's house so she wouldn't worry about him all night.
Fayt wrapped his arm around the boy's waist jerking him forward. "Are you ready to go have some fun?" The smile grew bigger on Cross' lips nodding quickly. Fayt smiled "Good" The two kissed roughly, their tongue twisting together, both fighting for the dominant position. Fayt gave in letting Cross have his way, and lets say he didn't regret it. Fayt loved the way Cross kissed him. He loved how his tongue would run over the roof of his mouth tickling him slightly. He also loved how he rolled his tongue against his own. Not only was Cross perfect to look at but Fayt didn't see anything wrong with the way he kissed either. When the smaller boy pulled away the only thing that left the demon's lips was a content sigh. "Let's get going then"
The two of them headed off to cause some trouble. The streets were barely lit, just enough for the little kids to see where they were going. The candy that they got wasn't the best in the world either. They would get a tiny piece for each house. As the two lovers passed by a large group of the trick-or-treater's Cross moved his hand to Fayt's lacing his fingers through the demon's. They walked like that until they got to the small cemetery on the other side of town. Next to the cemetery was an abandoned train yard that everyone thought was haunted so that would be a great place to scare people as well.
Fayt moved his hand from Cross' lightly pushing one finger to his lips letting the ancient to be quiet. The two of them moved closer to a group of teenagers. Fayt recognized one of them right away. It was the girl that was flirting with him about a week ago. She had her arm wrapped around a boy's waist using him as protection. She was shivering. It was obvious that she wasn't the one that made the decision to come here.
The two of them got a little closer neither one of them being careful not to make any noise. The noise would scare them a little bit and jumping out would make it even better. They would already be on edge. Cross watched as the group turned their head to each little creek. He could even make out one of the girls turning to her boyfriend and saying something. Probably like 'I want to go home'. These people were so pathetic. Cross had been acting more and more like Fayt ever since he meet him.
Fayt began to make his move, he got close enough to touch one of the girls. And he did but when she turned around there was nothing to be seen. After they turned back to the direction they were originally facing there was a body in front of them. An illusion, Fayt was really good at making them. With that the group took off screaming. Fayt let out a cruel laugh quickly turning to Cross. Someone was watching them. The violet eyes narrowed moving closer to his lover.
Cross looked at Fayt then behind him. With his head still turned he felt Fayt wrap his arm around his waist. The demon was very protective. He would never let anything hurt Cross. Cross turned back to Fayt lightly nuzzling into his neck. The way Fayt was acting was scaring him a little bit but not enough to cause any serious damage.
Fayt turned his head to the right at the sound of a soft click. The sent of gun powder was filling the air but it was too late. He felt Cross tense up in his arms letting out a soft cry then it was all over. His body went limp in his arms. It took only moment for the pain to start rushing in on his own body. But why? Fayt didn't get hit, why was he feeling this pain? He heard another shoot off in the distance, but it wasn't like the first one. It was behind him. He felt the bullet pricing his skin sending a burning feeling through out his body. It wasn't a regular bullet. If it was, it wouldn't leave this kind of affect on him. This bullet was made for demons. It had a lot of magic covering it.
The pain escalated in a short period of time. Fayt fell to his knees still clutching Cross. Shutting the violet orbs tight before he opened them looking to the shadowy figure that appeared in front of him. The figure lifted a bat up swinging it through the air. The silence was broken by the ear shattering crack of the bat hitting the demon's head. Fayt collapsed hard on the ground still holding Cross against his body.
The demon's blissful sleep was interrupted by a hard blow to his gut. Once he regained consciousness the pain from the blow to his head rushed back. The violet orbs snapped open looking to a figure standing in front of him. The figure was all in back wearing a Halloween mask to conceal his identity. Fayt let a low grunt out at another blow to the same spot on his stomach. The demon let a sigh out lifting his head to the enemy. "Where is Cross?" He question was answer by a laugh "Don't worry about him, he is getting more attention then you are. I know quiet a few people that would love to….have him in their 'company'" Fayt let a growl out lunging forward at the figure. His movement was ceased by the chains around his arms and legs.
Cross was tossed across the room roughly letting a low gasp out. A quiet snapping filled his ears and pain rushed from his back to his head then to every where else. The pain was numbing. It made his head spin. Cross wasn't against the wall for too long. He was joined by a thick hand to his throat. The male softly speaking "Oh boy am I going to have fun with you. I am going to taint you like no other" The icy orbs darted down to a shiny object in the male's hand. It was a knife.
By the sound of the figures voice it was a male, about Cross' age. He was a little taller then the ancient but only by a few inches. His frame was built more then Cross' it closely resembled Fayt's. Everything about the figure made Fayt sick. How could anyone harm someone like Cross? He was so innocent. By the way the figure spoke Cross would never be the same. "If I ever get out of here I will rip you to pieces, but before I do that I will repay the favor that you so kindly gave to Cross" The male let out another laugh kneeling in front of the demon. His gloved hand taking a firm hold of the silver strands jerking Fayt's head back "First you must get out of here Incubus, and believe me I don't plan on letting you out until your body is limp and death has taken you" He hissed
Cross groaned feeling the sharp blade split his skin once again. A pool of blood was collecting under his knees. Another male had entered the room and the three of them were being watched by a cloaked figure. The male standing behind Cross pushed him down onto his hands with a grin. The knife was at work again, but not on his skin, on his pants. The blade cut away the leather that was covering his lower half. The tank top and jacket were already removed. With his pants now gone, that left Cross naked on the floor. The only thing that the ancient could get out was a soft whimper.
Fayt gave a little grin spitting right into the mask of the figure after he last comment. His response was a hard hit to his face, hard enough to snap his jaw. Fayt just let another grin out. The figure was a demon, not only did he know that Fayt was an incubus but he had inhuman strength. He could have been an ancient but that wasn't likely. He wasn't an ancient because Fayt didn't get that head splitting ace around him. Plus his scent was familiar too, but he just couldn't place it.
A strong hand lifted the naked boy into the air by his throat. The knife was pushed against his back just enough to cause him to bleed. The male holding up Cross ginned "Where should we start? How about never letting you experience pleasure again? That might work" Cross wasn't listening anymore. The only thing he could feel was the sting in his stomach, like someone had hit him there. But as far as he knew no one had. At that moment his cheek started to hurt as well. What the hell was going on?
The figure ran his index finger along Fayt's cheek. "I bet you want to know why I am doing this to you. Well I guess I can tell you since you are going to die. I am torturing you for the sin that you have committed. Did you honestly think that no one would catch you? That you would be allowed to live this life with an ancient? Well let me tell you something, I have been waiting for a chance for you to slip up and it finally came. I was patient enough that I got what I wanted" The figure glanced down at the cuts forming on the demons body. "Oh, did you…you did. You did the bonding ritual with that boy didn't you?"
Cross was thrown back to the ground. He tried to stand but felt a foot on his back pushing him back down. The other man was to the side of him grinning. He pulled his boot back before letting his sail into the ancient's stomach. A loud gasp filled the room. Another kick brought a wet cough from the boy. He spit the rest of the blood from his mouth trying as had as he could to be strong.
Fayt pulled away from him realizing who the figure was. It was his enemy, well more of rival. They would always compete at night. See who would get the most kills and who was the most original. Fayt should have known that if anyone would catch him it would have been this man. "Adrian…"
The kicks moved from his stomach to his groin. With each kick Cross screamed in pain. His head flew back and tears running down his cheeks. The screams stopped as the kicks ceased though the whimpers remained. One of the males looked to the cloaked figure "Can I rape him now?" The figure just gave a nod before turning and leaving the room. The male looked back to Cross with a wicked grin on his face. His arm wrapping around the ancient's stomach lifting him to his hands and knees.
Adrian stepped back pulling the mask off. "You are a lot smarter then I thought you were" His brown eyes staring Fayt down. The gloved hand pushed a few of the golden strands away from his face. "I got a little tip about a year ago that you would fall for an ancient so I sought him out. I got close to him, close enough for him to trust me and let me in on everything that was going on in his life. Cross is such a fool, he is so naïve, he trust everyone and anyone that he comes in contact with. But let me tell you something." Adrian leaned down again whispering in Fayt's ear "He is in for a surprise, well that is if my friend decides to show him." He let another laugh out only to be chocked away by a strong grasp at his throat.
Cross closed his eyes trying to block out all the noise around him. He heard some thing soft hit the ground. It was probably one of their pants. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Who would do such a thing? Who would hurt him? Cross didn't do anything wrong. He did everything he was told. Except for loving Fayt he didn't do anything wrong at all. So it wasn't fair this was happening to him.
Fayt stood up closing his grip on the male's throat. Adrian was smart but he wasn't a genius. While he was giving his speech Fayt was busy working on the chains. With Fayt's strength he could have used his muscles to break them but Adrian would have been on him in seconds. So he had to be a little more cautious. The chains were easy to get out of, of course with a little help of magic. Fayt threw the demon into the wall on the opposite side of the room. He didn't wait for Adrian to hit the concrete before he followed up his attack with a hard blow to the gut. His attack was only intensified using the wall to stop his body. Fayt let a grin creep across his lips hitting Adrian repeatedly.
Cross let another scream out at the intrusion in his body. This was nothing like it was with Fayt. It burned like nothing he had ever felt. He could feel a warm liquid running down the inside of his thigh. It could be cum but that would be quiet pathetic, Cross knew it was blood. His own blood. His eyes squeezed shut holding back the tears. He didn't want to give them the pleasure of seeing him cry. He did let a whimper out "Fayt"
Adrian was smart, but where he had the smarts Fayt had the strength. He felt Adrian's body collapse after another blow. Before his body hit the floor Fayt was gone. He was off looking for Cross. He didn't want Cross to be scared for life. He needed to get there in time. He could already feel the stinging. He knew that they were rapping in at that moment.
The hallway was dark, lit only by torches. It was your typical medieval castle. As Fayt passed by a few doors he caught a familiar scent, it belonged to Cross. He followed the sweet smell to the last door. Go figure, Cross was on the other end of the building. Maybe they though that by separating them it would be easier to catch one if one of them happened to escape. Though that didn't look like the case. Fayt was able to get to the room that held Cross with out any problems. It was a little suspicious.
On the other side of the door he could hear muffled cries. It wasn't like screams but crying. Who ever was in that room with Cross was hurting him, either physically or mentally, enough to make him cry. Fayt paused at the door thinking things over. This could be a trap. Adrian is that smart. He could easily acquire Cross' scent and lead him away from the ancient.
He shook the thoughts away taking the chance. He pushed the door open ready to face anything that got in his way. The violet eyes fell to the golden skin boy trapped beneath a larger man. The man had his pants thrown across the room, having his way with Fayt's ancient. Fayt moved closer quietly keeping the element of surprise on his side. He got close enough to strike with out making a sound. There was no hesitation in his attack. His claws penetrated the skin on the males back going deep enough in his body to reach a lump. The lump resting in the palm of his hand twitched. The spasms of the organ grew faster as the demon closed his hand around the soft warm organ. It spewed juices through out the males body then twitched one that time. The man was dead.
Fayt pulled his hand away from his back moving to Cross. The ancient was on the ground whimpering. He was in a severe stage of shock. Fayt needed to get him out of this evil hell hole. His arms lightly wrapped around the boy's thin body easily lifting him into the air. His lips lightly pushed against Cross' ear "It's ok my love, I have you now. No one will hurt you. We are going home now." Cross seemed to respond to that. He wrapped his arms around Fayt's neck crying against him. With each sob it sounding like he was coughing up something. The scent of blood was thick in the room so he couldn't tell it that was what he was choking up or not.
A wave of guilt washed over Fayt. He was supposed to protect Cross but he couldn't. He wasn't going to fail again. He turned only to be stopped by another hidden figure. The figure took a steep forward. An unbelievable pain swept through Fayt's head. He knew this feeling. The violet orbs lifted to the figure in front of him hissing "Ancient" He held Cross against his chest staring the ancient down. There was no way he was going to lose a fight to an ancient.
But there wasn't going to be any fight. The ancient stepped to the side allowing Fayt to pass. Fayt moved slowly at first but once he passed by the ancient he took off at a run leaving the castle as fast as he could. As he reached the door he was greeted with another evil, the dreaded sun. He squinted not slowing at the intrusion of the light on his sensitive eyes. He needed to get Cross to a safe place so he could tend to his wounds.
Fayt had been traveling for a few moments before he ran into another obstacle. There was a woman standing in his way. She had a slight glow to her. There was a pure light to her aura. He didn't need to feel the splitting headache to tell that she was an ancient.
The woman stepped closer stretching her arm out to Cross. She spoke in a soft calming voice "I won't hurt him. I just want to help him. I also have something that I need to tell the two of you." Fayt was still skeptical but allowed her to heal Cross' wounds. He lightly whispered in the boy's ears before his eyes started to flutter open.
Cross gripped onto Fayt's hair slowly turning his head to the woman that spoke to him. She had a familiar voice, it was like Alex's. After a closer inspection of the woman Cross realized that she looked a lot like Alex. The way she moved, her voice, even her clothes. She wore the same dress that Alex did. The most noticeable feature was her eyes, the same eyes that Alex had. The woman had the same hair color and the same skin tone. Her face was the same shape as Alex's as well. Did Alex have another twin? No, she didn't, Cross remembered hearing people talk about how much Alex and her mother looked alike. But if that was Alex's mother then that meant… "Mother?"
TBC...