Well, my night was kinda creepy. I finished chapter ten and then closed my laptop but when I woke up it was open and my jump drive had been pulled out! It's a Writers Ghost. That, or my sister decided to do some late night, early morning reading on her jump drive and I just slept through it.;; So the last chappie was a really happy one. Odd. I don't remember the last time I actually did a truly happy chapter. Is there one in here somewhere and I've forgotten?Hmmm. Well, here all of you go!

Disclaimer: I of course don't own anything but the sad little plot

Chapter Eleven

Heero and Duo were sitting at the table with their coffee watching Kinau happily scarf down pancakes the next day. A copy of the Daily Prophet was in Duo's hands.

"So, Dumbledore got the Kiss last night. That's good.Er...Kinau, what's the Kiss?"

Heero rolled his eyes.

"Dementors Kiss. Classical creepy creature sucks your sould out kinda thing. Leaves you alive but with no conciousness. No sense of yourself. Dementors guard the wizarding prison Azkaban and feed by drinking in one's emotions." Kinau explained, starting on another pancake and downing his coffee once it was cooled down enough to do so.

The perfect soldier stared at his happily eating lover and couldn't shake what he had seen last night. It was horrifying but didn't it deserve alittle horror? The abuse he had suffered had left scars on both his body and his delicate psyche. Kinau had scars of the emotional kind too, scars that would never heal.

"So why didn't you tell us?" He demanded, his peircing prussian eyes staring straight into Kinau's face.

A fork banged into someone's plate but he wasn't sure if it had been Duo's, who had been stealing bites of Kinau's food, or the teen's.

"Why did you kill my only relatives?" The teen shot back hotly.

"Why did Rai see your scars before we did? The important ones?"

"Damn it, Heero! Leave it alone!" He burst out and got up, turning to leave.

Unfortunately for him, Heero wasn't ready to leave it alone or drop the conversation. Kinau felt his arm grabbed from behind and spun around angrily. He was ready to fight for this one, but really didn't want to after the good night they had had. Heero's burning eyes were leveled with his. Damn it, he did not want to talk about this! It was already humiliating and bothersome enough without Heero poking at it!

"Tell me, Kinau. Tell me right now. How did Rai see the scars on your hips before we did?How? After all we've done?" He pressed, his grip on the small,trembling arm tightening more every moment.

He just couldn't let it go, could he?! He had to keep pushing and pushing!

"I showed him them!! Ok?! Is that what you wanted to hear, Heero?! I showed him my scars because he asked. No one ever asked me before. Usually people try to ignore them, pretend that what happened didn't. Rai asked and I showed him them. Because no one ever tried to talk about it with me. No one wants to discuss it. Well, maybe I needed to talk about it! With someone! Is that such a fucking crime?! After all, it's how I got where I am today, isn't it?" Kinau finally yelled.

Tears filled his eyes and slowly, Heero released his arm. The pilot's anger seemed to dissipate for the moment but the suspicion was still there. Still simmering under the surface.

Kinau had had enough. He was tired and just wanted to sleep. It had been a long night last night. He stormed off angrily, not even looking at the two men watching him go. Unbeleivable! Did they have no thought as to what this whole affair was doing to him? He slammed the bedroom door closed, flinging himself onto their bed. He only rolled over to unzip his knee high boots and kick them off. Heero was being a prick but, in his own way, Kinau didn't blame him for it. He would be the same way if their roles had been reversed. Maybe. He was alittle angry at them both, though. They had gone and killed the Dursleys without even talking to him about it first. They had just trolloped off across the globe to kill his only relatives and didn't consider how he would feel about it. He heaved a heavy sigh before burrowing his face into Duo's pillow. They weren't trying to make him mad but he hadn't wanted them to see... Hadn't wanted them to witness the humiliation of what his life had been like before he'd come to Japan. He knew that they had seen. Kinau hadn't missed the looks they had been giving him when they didn't think that he was watching. It just made him bury his face even deeper into the pillow as shame over took him. Merlin, what was he going to do with them?

He heard the door open and could imagine how he looked now. Angst ridden teenager pouting and hiding his face. How juvenile. The bed sank down beside him and a hand began rubbing his back gently. That touch held so much love and tenderness that Kinau relaxed slightly. He let out a sigh. He knew that hand. Heero.

"I'm sorry, Kinau. We should have asked you first. When Rai told us what happened...We just wanted to help. You know that, right? We just wanted to fix this for you." He whispered, his hand never stopping in it's soothing.

Kinau looked up at him.

"I know that, Heero. But...I don't like that part of my life. I thought I had left it back in England...But I guess I was just running. It's humiliating, Heero. Being someone's toy. And at first, I had no idea that there was anything wrong with what they were doing to me. I had grown up that way. I didn't know it was wrong.No one had ever told me otherwise. I never wanted you to see me like that. I would have done anything to keep you from seeing..."

Kinau's voice was soft, almost hesitant. It was as if he didn't think he should be allowed to talk about it. Heero wondered, what must his young lover think of himself now that they knew? Did he think of himself as a whore? A cheat? What sad thoughts were running through his mind while he stared down at him? Only Kinau could answer that and he wasn't fessing up. They didn't really talk much. Not about important things like this. And hadn't Kinau admitted that that was what pushed him towards Rai? For a domestic partnership of several years, that wasn't a comforting thought. Duo wouldn't even come into the room. He thought it was a simple matter of the two of them needing to talk things out and patch up. Heero was beginning to think that something much deeper was going on in Kinau's mind,though. Something new had emerged and it didn't foreshadow good things on their horizon.

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Kinau walked to Temptations alone, leaving Duo and Heero at the house to prepare for their hit. He wasn't sure why but he had a strange feeling in his stomache. Perhaps because he was finally being forced to confront the past he had tried so hard to erase. Maybe because of something else.

'Tom?'

'Good evening, Kinau. What is on your mind so intensely? I can feel it from Derbershire.'

Tom felt calm tonight. Almost giddy, actually.

'Nothing important. How are talks with the Minister going?'

'Quite well, thanks to you. Once Dumbledore was outed as the bastard he is, the Minister began to see the reality of our world much clearer. I owe you alot, Kinau. Are you on your way to the club?'

'Hai. Heero and Duo aren't going to be there tonight. They have a hit.'

Tom blocked his end of the link for a moment but not quick enough. Kinau caught the pleased feelings that the Dark Lord was experiencing at the news. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about that. He knew that Tom liked him but surely, he knew that there was no way they would ever work out together? He had Heero and Duo after all and that wasn't going to change. Period. End of story. His first class was tonight. With Rai and Tsuki.

' Sorry about that. Are you alright? You seem turmoiled.' Tom said and Kinau could feel him mentally tilt his head.

' I just don't like them knowing that I was my family's bitch all my life. I feel...dirtier now that they know.'

Tom was frowning, he could feel it but before he could get a chance to respond, Kinau was at the club and shut down their connection.

As usual, the over lights were all sorts of moving colors and effects, like a swarm of lightning bugs on steroids and the music was pounding up through his feet. It was worst tonight considering the bottoms of his boots were metal instead of rubber like usual. It was enough to shake his teeth almost. He needed a drink so he could take his pills. Two iron tablets a day. Bitches. He hated the bloody things like a cat hated an overly perfumed flea bath. Quatre, however, insisted that he take them. He swore that Quatre would sign on to be his mother if he could. At the bar, Wu Fei was serving 'special creams' to a couple. He came and slid onto a bar stool.

"Wu-kun, are you not cooking tonight?" Kinau asked, accepting the orange juice that his friend slid him.

"All vamps tonight."

Kinau rolled his eyes, downing the pills with his juice. The couple at the bar started laughing at something another patron said next to them.

Vampires meant Rai would be here.

"Kinau."

Speak of the devil. He turned around and Rai was standing behind him in all black silk with silver thread. It looked very...sexy Three Musketeers. His lavender eyes made him look like some God of Death in human form. Kinau had to blink to focus himself, before quickly searching for vampire tricks that weren't there. Damn. That meant that Rai was really looking as tasty as he though. The very idea made Kinau cross.

"Coming." He huffed and sounding angrier than he meant to.

Rai looked at Wu fei behind the retreating teen's back with a surprised expression. Wu fei just shrugged. He didn't get the sudden mood swings either. The vampire sighed and just followed Kinau up to their balcony. He caught up to the young assassin quickly since his legs were the longer of the two pairs.

"Is something wrong, Kinau?" He ventured carefully.

Always best to be careful around an angry teenager with several loaded weapons on his person. Kinau looked at him before quickly averting his eyes.

"Where did you get that outfit?" Was the simple question that came tumbling awkwardly from the pouty lips.

"It's new."

"It's...nice on you."

Ahhhh. So that was it. A slow, cheshire cat grin spread across Rai's face. It just made Kinau angrier.

"You're laughing at me, you bastard!" He shouted as a heavy blush crept up his cheeks from embarrassment.

"Ah, don't blush too much, kitten. I wouldn't want any other vampires after that delicious neck of yours. I get terribly jealous."

Kinau snorted.

"Your after more than my neck, eechi."

"True."

Tsuki was waiting in the lavishly decorated balcony when they arrived,still bickering. She smiled at the little one whom she considered like her otouto. He was so kawaii! She cleared her throat to get their attention.

"Onee, Rai is being gross again." The green eyed vixen complained.

She pulled out a seat for him and he took it with a muttered 'thank you'. Rai stood to the side, still with that same smirk.

"Now, Kinau, tonight I am going to teach you about the social structure of vampires. At the top are your Dominants, or Masters..."

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