dark: Just post it you Psychotic woman
I take great pride in being crazy...but still thats no reason to insult me. Krad-kun?
Krad: Yes authoress?
Take Mousy out and give him a good one-two-buckle-my-shoe.
Krad: -- a what?
Give him a good beating!
Krad:That i can do. drags dark out of the room
Dark: YOUR SO CRUEL!
Enjoy the new chapter people.
Chapter 2- My name is Krad Hikari
Alexion sighed staring at her reflection. She pulled the tight constraint from her hair allowing it to spill down in tangled waves down her back and over the sides of her face. She haphazardly tossed her uniform on the floor and pulled on a night shirt, one of her fathers old flannels but considering her fathers size and hers it fell safely to her knees.
Her heart ached at the thought of her parents. She'd been without them for a year and yet every time her thoughts wandered to them the pain felt fresh and clean. She shook her head tussling her hair further as she left the bathroom.
She'd moved away from those painful memories but it seemed no matter how far she ran, they plagued her. But they hadn't been the only thing she'd ran from. They'd plagued her mother and in the end it'd been a ghoul that had taken her parents life
While many people believed if such things had existed they'd be harmless see through spirits when in reality ghouls were quite solid, and far from harmless. They rose from the graves of the newly dead and craved flesh and blood and would follow the orders of a higher more powerful spirit but otherwise ran amuck.
What drew them in was energy, and true Psychics gave off tremendous amounts of energy. They had been called to her mother while she'd been on a walk with her father, leaving her home asleep.
There hadn't been enough time to ward off the attack and she had been greeted the next morning by the police. There hadn't even been enough of them left to bury.
She drew in a sharp breath, stinging tears welling in her eyes as she walked over to the window. She placed her hand against the cold glass, blinking away the tears, refusing to let her sadness ruin the new happiness she'd found. She was finally accepted, and was finally happy.
Then she heard it. Male laughter, low, amused. 'What ever could bring you sorrow this day?'
She stepped back from the window, sinking down onto her bed. Her heart began to pound, feeling the brush of the strangers mind in hers. His voice was black silk, a weapon to the unwary. She took a deep breath but gasped when she felt the brush on fingers on her face, tracing the trail on a single lone tear. How did he do that? It was a light caress though she felt it all through her body.
'I'm not sad,' she argued. 'I tripped and hit my leg on the dresser.'
'And where is this dresser? And why would it be in front of your bed?'
Krad stretched lazily, emerging from a sound and refreshing sleep. His mind was once again alive with feeling. He enjoyed conversing with her.
'How would you know where my dresser is…or my bed? For all you know it could be.'
Despite how she tried to keep it away, a smile crept onto her mouth.
'Little liar,' he chuckled. 'Do you play chess?'
(A/N: lol random question)
She blinked at the odd question. 'Chess?' she repeated.
He chuckled with that familiar and annoying male amusement. 'Chess.'
'Yes. Do you?'
'Of course. Play with me.'
'Now?'
She blinked as she began to braid her heavy crown of hair. There was something captivating in his voice, mesmerizing. It tugged at her heart, put longing in her mind.
'I can feel your headache. Why don't you eat something and we will meet in an hour.'
She froze at his words. 'No way. I can't meet with you.'
'You are afraid.' It was a clear taunt.
She giggled, laughing at him, the sound wrapping around Krad like flames. 'I may do stupid things sometimes, but I'm not stupid.'
'Tell me your name.' It was a command and Alexion felt compelled to answer it.
She shook her head, concentrating and forcing her mind to go blank. It hurt and sent pain through her head making her sick to her stomach.
'You hurt yourself, wear yourself out. You fight me even though you can sense I am stronger and in the end you know that I will win. Communicating this way takes a toll on you and I can command your obedience on a different level.'
Krad smirked knowing his words held truth. He'd controlled humans before and he'd do it again, but for some reason he wanted her to give her name freely to him and not take it.
'Why do you want to force me to tell you something when I would have told you if you'd just asked?'
She felt his amused puzzlement. 'I'm sorry, little one. I'm sort of used to getting my way with force.'
'Don't you bother with simple courtesy?'
'Sometimes force is more expedient.'
She smiled slightly laying back on her pillow hitting it with the back of her hand. 'You need to work on that arrogance. You shouldn't flaunt power just because you have it…'
'Most people can't detect a mental push.'
'That's no excuse, and it wasn't a push it was a command that demanded compliance. That's worse, because it makes people helpless. I think that's closer to the truth. You abuse your power..'
'You reprimand me.' There was an edge in his thoughts, as if the male mockery was wearing thin.
'Don't try to force me…'
She didn't want to admit it but she was slightly afraid.
The next time he spoke to her there was menace in his voice, a harsh , cold, quiet danger lurking in his voice. 'I would not need to try, little one. Be assured I could force your compliance.' His tone was smooth and ruthless.
Once again she smiled, even though she was afraid. 'Your like a spoiled child wanting your way.'
She stood up, hugging her pillow to her clenching, protesting stomach. 'I'm going downstairs to get some food. My head's starting to hurt. You can go soak your head in a bucket.' She wasn't lying; the effort to match him was making her sick. She went cautiously to the door.
'Your name, please, my little one.' It was asked with a strained and grave courtesy.
Yet again, she found herself smiling in spite of everything going on. 'Alexion. Alexion Descry.'
'So Alexion Descry, eat and rest. I will be here in an hour for our game.'
The contact broke abruptly. Alexion let out a breath slowly, knowing she should have felt relieved, not remorseful. There was seduction in her strangers voice, his laughter, in their simple conversation. With his touch gone from her mind she felt a familiar loneliness. Her body had come alive at the trace of his touch. Needed and burned. And he had only touched her with his mind. The seduction was far more than physical; it was deep and elemental. It was as if he'd touched her soul. His need, his darkness. His terrible loneliness.
She sighed realizing she needed too. Someone to understand what it was like to be so alone, so afraid to touch another person, afraid to be too close less they be snatched away. She liked his voice, elegance, and even the silly arrogance he held.
She opened the door and breathed in the cool air of the hallway. She ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. The house echoed with a deep emptiness. She'd chosen a place far from neighbors and people. She'd spent years learning how to build up shields, to save herself from a bombardment of thoughts, emotions, images.
Once as a child she'd ran into a man on the street and was haunted with images from the mans deranged mind for months. Her blocks and shields usually worked unless she was in great pain or stress or even worse if she was in the presence of something truly sick and evil.
She opened the fridge and pulled out a bowl of leftover ramen and stared at it. Pain seemed to pierce her head, her stomach churning at the idea of the food. There was no possible way she could eat.
Krad inhaled the night air, his wings spreading wide as he relished freedom once again. He'd found it was easier to change bodies while his tamer was in a deep sleep. He stared up at the sky smirking slightly but it faltered as the first waves of distress hit him.
"Alexion."
Her name was a whisper on his lips and he loved the feel of it. Unconsciously he had been seeking contact with her, touching her mind every now and then to tell himself that she was still there. He spread his wings again, wide, and soared up into the night sky.
He opened his mind, tapping into a power he'd hardly used before, allowing him to see what he wanted to see. Alexion was seated at the table in her kitchen, dressed only in a large flannel shirt. Outwardly she looked peaceful but on the inside he could feel an unrelenting pain and a sense of warning. Her eyes, stunning jewels, were haunted, shadows lingering in them, in the paleness of her face.
It was a great strain pressing down on her. He was amazed at her strength to endure the lingering pain. As she stood the pain increased stabbing at her behind the eyes and at her temples. It wasn't her own powers that caused the pain, but an outside force closing in. Demons raged and burst free inside Krad, he'd never felt such a terrible fury, not even towards Dark.
The idea that something would harm and seek this girl sent the anger in waves. He hurled through the sky, the cool air fanning his rage towards the closing in force.
Alexion gasped feeling the force of his anger. The air in the kitchen thickened chokingly and outside, the winds rose, tossing feverishly. Sprays of water from the waves below to cliff sprung up with new energy to pelt the walls with spits of icy water. The windows rattled ominously from the wind and the night seemed to become black and starless.
It was then she felt the cold touch, the icy brush down her back, and a breath in her ear. She froze, her body going still in the empty room. She felt surrounded and closed in, as if the walls were moving in. She'd felt this before, felt it back home.
Feeling trapped and alone, cold. Tears burned behind her eyes as she ran for the sliding glass door. She had to escape the oppressive feeling the room now gave off.
'Do not go outside!' The command was stark, without any mental power, but it held more control over her than if he had forced her to obey.
She took a sharp breath, her hand staying above the door handle, the emotions in the room swamping her, closing in. But it was her strangers sudden rage that was beginning to take a large toll. Her stomach heaved and cramped and she nearly doubled over, looking around desperately for a way out.
"Alexion." The voice was soft, sensual and caressing. Black silk, beautiful and soothing. A calm rushed through her mind as Krad entered into the room. He held a soft air of command and respect. Tall and lean, but it was his eyes, burning with energy, with darkness, with thousands of secrets that drew attention. Those eyes could hypnotize, just as his voice did. He moved with purpose, his wings folded against his back.
She at him from across the room, strands of hair falling over her eyes. She swayed slightly, her eyes wide, taking in his face at his approach. He was to her side before she could move, his hands reaching for her.
"Don…" she tried, her voice strained. Krad didn't hesitate, gathering her small frame into his arms, imprisoning her against his hard toned chest. His face was a ice mask as he took her from the room, glancing back narrowing his eyes at the figure that had begun to manifest into a solid shape. Skillfully he pulled a white feather from his wings and allowed it to glow and shoot from his hand into the shape.
It let out a shrill cry before evaporating, leaving the air still and clean, the evil suppressing presence gone from Alexions home. He glanced down at Alexion feeling her getting a hold of her senses and seeking his mind. He shut it off quickly, closing his mind to her and all she knew was the agile strength of his arms.
He took her outside, and flew up into the night, his wings gliding easily, moving fluidly and gracefully through the air as if her weight meant nothing.
"Breath, Alexion, it will help." There was a trace of amusement in the warmth of his voice.
She did as he suggested, too worn out to struggle. She had come to this place to heal and escape , but instead she was finding her word fragmenting even more than before. She opened her eyes cautiously looking up at him through long lashes.
His hair was the color of spun gold, living sunshine, drawn back and tied at the nape of his neck. His face was that of an angel, or even a devil, strength and power, with a sensual mouth that held a glint of cruelty. His eyes were a dark golden, golden ice, pure black magic.
She couldn't read him, couldn't feel his emotions or hear his thoughts. That had never happened when there was physical touch. "Put me down, I feel weird with you carrying me off like a thief with a treasure…"
His graceful glides let them to a long off beach, landing them among trees as brushes that grew along the edges. Branches swayed and bushed rustled as he landed and took a few long strides. Her heart was beating out of control. Tensing she pushed against his shoulders, struggled uselessly.
His eyes leered possessively over her face but his pace didn't slow and it was embarrassing to have her fighting go unnoticed.
She allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder with a sigh. "Did you kidnap me or rescue me?"
He actually smiled down at her, a small glimpse of white, a hunters smile. "Perhaps a little of both," he whispered in her ear, making her shudder slightly. It was different hearing him in her head and actually hearing him.
"where are you taking me?" She pressed a hand to her forehead, not really wanting any more battles, physical or mental.
"We have a date remember," he said smiling slightly. "My name is Krad Hikari."
He had no doubt if he could win this woman trust she would be more than useful to him. If he had been drawn by her powers that Mousy was sure to be drawn by them as well. He fought back a sinister smirk of triumph. He'd gotten to her first.
"I can't tonight, I have school and…" She spotted a shadow from the corner of her eye. She looked around, once, twice. Her hand gripped his shoulder. "Put me down, Hikari."
"Krad," he corrected, a smile softening the edges of his mouth. "Be calm little one, there is nothing there."
"Are you going to hurt me?" She asked the question softy, needing to know.
Those dark eyes touched her face again, fathomless, holding thousands of secret, unmistakably possessive. "I would not hurt you in the way your are imagining. But I might challenge you seeing as you like to defy me."
The way his eyes stared at her it made her feel as if he owned her, belonged to him, and he had a right to her. She had to look away.
"It wasn't right for you to come into my home….."
"You were being attacked, little one. That creature hurt you, and it was no trouble finishing a task you could not. You were afraid."
"I was not," she growled gently. "I was perfectly capable of handling that ghoul on my own. I don't need your help."
He stopped abruptly. It seemed as though they'd been going for miles carrying her in his arms, and yet he wasn't breathing hard. His golden eyes moved mercilessly over her face. "You did need my help. It deserved to die because it caused you pain."
(A/N: I know Krads a lil OC, im sorry UU, but its needed for his plan)
Her breath caught in her throat as he lowered his golden head to hers. His mouth hovered inches from hers. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin.
"Do not put yourself in danger, Alexion. Things that harm or hurt you have no reason to exist."
Her eyes searched his soft features. "You're serious, aren't you?" She felt a odd warmth spreading through her at those words. People had hurt her, caused pain so intense, stolen her happiness but somehow when no one else had ever seen it, Krad could. Someone she'd only just met could see through her.
"Very serious." He began to move again only this time, took up slowly into the air, his white wings gracing the night sky.
Alexion was silent, trying to figure out this puzzle. She knew evil, she'd been chased by it, soaked in it. Krad spoke so easily of killing, yet no matter what she could not feel evil coming from him.
(A/N: Dark: He hides it well.
Shush! eating popcorn and watching)
She could feel he was dangerous, powerful. A man of power, both in strength and something else. A man who believed he held a right to her. And she wasn't sure if she would say no.
"Krad?" Her small frame was beginning to shake. "I want to go back."
The golden eyes lifted to her face again, noting the shadows, the fear in her alluring gaze. Her heart pounded in his ears. "Go back to what?"
She pushed at the wall of his chest, found her hands trapped against the heat of his skin. He tightened his hold, amusement lightening his dark eyes. "Don't fight me, Alexion."
"Take me back, Krad." she worked to keep her voice under control. She didn't know if she was telling the truth. He seemed to know her better than anyone. He felt what she felt and the pull between them was strong.
He smiled slightly, his home rising up in front of them. Not even Satoshi knew of it. He felt her fingers twist in his shirt and he knew she was unaware of the telltale gesture. "You are safe with me, Alexion. No one will be allowed to hurt you." (A/N: I'm making it so he has his own home…live with it)
She could only stare up at him not even noticing as his feet touched the solid stone of a balcony. "Only you."
He let his chin rest on the top of her head, smiling secretively. "Welcome to my home." He said the words softly, wrapping her up in them as if they were a spell themselves. Slowly he allowed her feet to touch the floor, and an odd part of him was reluctant to let her go.
He reached past her opening the door, and then stepping back. "Will you enter my home?" His gaze drifted to her soft mouth before resting back on her eyes. She was frightened, but he knew instinctively that she needed someone, and that was what made her perfect for him. He watched as she touched the doorway with her fingertips.
"Will you take me back to my home if I say no?"
She wanted to be with him even though she could tell he was dangerous. He wasn't compelling her. He looked so alone, so proud, and yet his eyes burned with a hungry need. He didn't answer, only stood silently, waiting. She smiled softly and looked down. She had never known another being she could sit and talk with, even touch, without being bombarded by thoughts. That was a whole new type of seduction.
She started forward and Krad touched her arm. "You enter my home freely."
"Yes." She stepped into the house, her eyes closing slightly. Alexion missed the look of savage and dark triumph that lit his dark eyes. A whole new stage had just been set.
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There we are. looks over and gasps
Dark: Twitching with a gigantic goose egg on his head
Dark-chan! Oh what happend to you?
Krad: I hit him with that metal pole you ahd in your closet marked 'R.R' What was that for anyway?
Krad! You ruined my pole! That was for this jerk off at school who keeps sexually harassing me and my friend Mish.
Dark: twitching and unconsious
sighs Lets get him medical attension...you jsut better have missed his face or You'll get my size 11 snow boot up your back side.
Krad: shivers slightly and follows Review readers.