~Warning: Long Chapter mild swearing and very mild sex related images~
Chapter Six: A Forgotten God - Part One
"Well I'll be damned by Succubus twins… After nearly four-thousand years of fruitless searching I've finally found him. I wonder if he will remember me though." Sounds a lush and booming voice with a thicker accent than even Keaghen, though it isn't from the same region as Keaghen. The husky voice's owner is a rather strong young male of at least his mid-twenties. That same man is from the frozen over and harshest landscape section also known as Russia, the closest to the Asian region.
Though one of the largest sections of land known to man, most of Russia remains untamed and uncharted, not because the civilization of humans who inhabit the area are incapable of doing so. No this land is by far more brutal and savage than most other regions combined. With a large collection of unforgiving mountains that riddle the land, to the brutal and unforgivingly long winters and violent storms, which near daily are beating upon the soil below. Spring and summer are very short lived with amazing and nearly impenetrable forests that cover the land.
Only the smallest areas are populated due to the basic fact, Russia was never meant to be tamed by any man and still to this day fights with the most powerful influence that not even man can conquer. One of the last strong holds of true mother-nature force which remains untamed and savagely wild to the core, it is something that this young man would not have any other way.
After all it was in that land where he was able to train, learn, and gaining better mastery over his powers. Something he had not truly been able to achieve during his time as the Gate Guardian to Olympus. It had taken him nearly one-thousand years to learn to control his second nature, completely on his own with no help or guidance for anyone around him. Other than one man who took the time to befriend him even if he was lesser to the man, the same man he has been looking for and has now found… Keaghen.
"Sure can vanish when you want to." The man chuckles out while standing upon one of the higher fences of Ichigo's home. He is crouched with his hands meeting where his feet are resting at, while his head is lowered just enough to not be seen by those in the house. "Though I wonder… just what little gem did you find this time?" A snicker can be heard within those words as he watches Keaghen smile a dark smile before pinching one of the kid's thighs.
The reaction was priceless the orange haired kid launching off his sofa, before punching Keaghen in the shoulder his face a bright red in anger. The man can't help but feel envy for the reaction following soon after. Keaghen has his head back as he laughs at whatever the orange haired kid had just said, most likely threating Keaghen to which Keaghen is completely amused by.
Seems this gem is doing you a ton of good than even you seem to realize. I wonder just how long it has been since you had any contact with another being. Funny how blind humans are to us now and yet if something feels off they push that person away unfairly. Making that same beings thoughts and even hopes grow darker and darker by the second, yet here this boy seems to be ignoring it and unlike what I was expecting… the kid is very lively. It reminds me of the olden days when you matched even Zeus in power and rule, but you had a larger sum of followers. For fear of you using their greatest sin against them and gave you large hordes of treasures.
Just like the good ole days back when Greece was in its prime. Keaghen the white dragon of lust and the God of Sins feared by all but respected far more than any other god. Though his true name was erased from the very stone tablet of all names of Gods and higher beings, a strange symbol instead took the place. That should have been the end of Keaghen, but this odd symbol that covered the scarred stone prevented that and it was in an almost true jade color. After Zeus' treatment and then trying to wipe the slate clear of his friend forever the reaction was hostile and violent.
Never liked that old bastard anyways he was always such a stuck up prick with an 'I'm better than you' attitude. Hell most of the gods took after that old fart after you were forgotten by you own brothers and sisters. I was so disappointed with all of them that I told them all to, 'You can shove your heads up your asses cause I'm over guarding for a bunch of ignorant and foolish stuck up dicks like you.' I threw away my title of Gate Keeper and began to train to gain control of my truer form, before I went to search for the one man that will always be my best friend.
This man couldn't help the smugness he felt when the once great Zeus was forced into a mortal state, a voice which can only be called celestial spoke clear and true, too calm to its treatment of the mighty god. "This one has a purpose, until the game is over. Try to erase him again Zeus and I'll make you wish you never knew what torture, pain, and suffering were." Never had I seen the old man cower in fear, yet right before our eyes he did. Though the voice didn't seem to hold any emotions to it to the rest of us, for Zeus it wasn't the same case and it took nearly five-hundred years for him to regain his god-hood a silent warning to us all.
I can't believe something so powerful can live without being known of. With the ability to remove a god without so much as a second guess. A wordless warning to everyone who dare and try to remove Keaghen from the slab, the symbol of true jade color moved to on top of the scarred slate. Whereas Zeus' name turned a grey color from the once beautiful golden hue, a strange slant added to the name after turning back to gold.
To whoever the owner of that voice belonged to we are nothing but dust in a blazing inferno of unnamed power. A great power to be respected to the fullest by all and never again mentioned of since that fateful day, for fear of what that being may do to any fool stupid enough to anger an unseen force. I like to think of it as Keaghen's great guardian. Even though he didn't really know who the being was he would always give a gift on the anniversary of Keaghen's fall from grace.
After all I owe it to you that my best friend was not killed the day he lost to Zeus, that old man fucking cheated I know he did, I can't explain why or how I know that old man did… but it's a feeling like what women get. No before you open your stupid mouth and say they are just women or some shit like that, I'll have you know those woman feelings are right over ninety-five percent of the time! Dumbass men it is the women of your race who are more in tune with the Seer of Fate. This Seer actually will commune and give women feelings men do not have, a six or seventh sense if you will.
After all back in our times it was always a young female who was chosen to become, a physic. In each region it goes by a different name but it was always female. More often than not it was also gifted females that were offered to gods, demons, and the powerful as a peace offering. Now I'm not saying that some men didn't have the same gift as well but it was far rarer and usually someone who was poor and living a hard life. To the Kings, Queens, or rulers of the land, they refused to give street rats to those powerful beings.
"Now the question is…. How will we meet again without it feeling awkward?" The stranger asks as he hops down from the wall so he can no longer see into the home of the boy. Pondering the man places his chin into the cradle of his fingers of his right hand, stroking his angular chin. "Well maybe I should wait till that coward of a Chimera comes back. Yeah!" That would work well in his favor to help slay that stupid Chimera! His mind made up of when to make his move and reintroduce himself to Keaghen who he hopes still remembers him. After all both have grown and changed since those five-thousand years ago.
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~~You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be!
You got to fight just to make it through…'Cause I will be the death of you!~~
A beautiful expanse of mountains untouched and untamed. With a tiny village of less than twenty humans living in the natural barrier of slumbering volcanoes, cherry blossom trees in full swing of budding flowers. A soft but chilly north wind causes a constant flow of lose flower petals to sway and dance on the descent to the dewy grass below. Grass below never knowing the touch of machines of modern days, little cottage like homes hand crafted by families that have been there for many generations. Hand painted and detailed to each families choice of employment, some catering to farming of animals, some to the crops of the earth, others to rice, as some to training of warriors or spiritual warriors.
The larger home belonging to the leaders of this tiny town, with an elderly couple who are gazing up at the sky as the soft sun sets in the distance. A lovely hue of gold, oranges, purples, pinks, and yellows swallow the light blues of a day time sky. A soft constant roar of a waterfall quietly hums in the background. As sea birds flock back to land to take roost in their nests for the night. Rabbits scampering back to their dens, as do other rodents and creatures of the day.
A large Cherry tree atop the massive waterfall, a Sakura spirit believed to slumber within. It is the night where the moon is but a sliver in the sky almost completely consumed by the blanket of blacks and dark blues, and the billions of tiny stars. While all the humans of the town gather to watch the strange moon sliver that is an odd inferno color instead of its typical pale grey-white.
Not one of the humans notice however a single form resting on the edge of the mountain where the blessed Sakura tree resides at. A large graceful creature looks down upon the village folk, before turning its inferno orange eyes to the warm looking moon. With practiced grace the wolf arches its body a haunting howl sounding across the land. Soon joined by the howls of mortal wolfs and even dogs, a bewitching song playing over this small village and this little batch of free land.
The whole of the village turns to face the cliff and waterfall the beast is upon, each with a glad but sad smile upon their faces. They know that the once jade wolf statue will no longer be within the Sakura tree's roots. The wolf has awakened and its journey much like its mothers shall begin. The strange guest who had been waiting with this village makes his way to the tree and wolf.
The reason he is called a strange guest is because the stranger wears a human skull mask and has never once taken the mask off. Cool and collected and spending many hours if not all hours up by the jade wolf statue whose name engraved eons ago remains to this day. The man seemed to have vanished into thin air and with him went the child of the sun and the moon…
Something doesn't feel right. It feels as though I am running at bewildering speeds. I feel four legs running in sync instead of two legs and two arms. The balls of feet replaced by padded paws and thick toenails to ensure the grip on soil below. The soil is dead and burnt a stale smell to hypersensitive nostrils, unpleasant. Hyper aware ears picking up a bellowing roar that sets this body on edge. I know I am not human where ever I am, I know for a fact I am a wolf… no not a wolf. I am in the form of something that seems like a normal wolf to those without spiritual awareness. This form is different markings and odd extras no normal wolf would ever have. What is this?
The more aware I become the clearer this picture becomes. Dead… this whole area is dead, burnt to a cinder by flames of old. These flames hold an aura of evil, taint, and corruption, tainting the soil and land under foot… the air unable to clear holding just as much taint, the smell of sulfur strong. A great and ancient evil that is destroying all purity of the world around it, eight serpent-like heads ranging from all families of the snake breeds. Some with arrowhead shaped heads, a natural warning that the head carries venom. While the other heads are smooth and flowing to the body, and each with a power over one element that has been tainted by the darkness of this beast.
Even the sky is full of mist that holds nothing but destruction blocking out the natural rays of the night sky. All eight heads are connected to a turtle like shell that looks like a mountain that is crumbling before the elements of rain and wind. The beast of nightmares has taken hold of another god's mind, the god unable to awaken. That is what has brought this this wolf-like creature here, the den of a great god needed among man. The Serpents of Nightmares hissing and groaning wildly at the wolf… at him!
"Just like your mother you are getting in our way!" One of the heads hisses out fangs bore before the wolf.
"A pup like you stands no chance! Momma dearest died the first time she encountered us!" Three other heads hiss in unison. All glaring heatedly at the wolf before them, before launching a chain attack of bites upon the wolf before them, every single one however misses its target. Even with the taunts and attempt to break the beasts cool nothing causes a reaction. The wolf isn't even really looking at the worthless worm, no the wolf is looking at who is trapped by such sorrow.
A beautiful pure white and silver European dragon, trapped in the nightmare of its past. All those wars and all those deaths weighing heavily upon the soul, golden tears running down the scales smooth like a river. Only pain at no longer being remember by the humans who once prayed to him to control their sins and hope those sins would not overpower their weak minds. Temptation those humans didn't want and prayed with all their heart and mind to rid themselves of giving into that temptation of sins. The serpents turning hope into despair and slowly destroying the once mighty god.
Something within the wolf snaps then… a passionate supernova erupts deep within the soul. Eyes blazing to life, in anger… at the cheap shot the serpents had taken to try and consume the god. Otherworldly snarl overpowering even the eight serpents hisses. Summoning the power over the moon in a split second, the once foggy skies now clear. The earth once burnt to a cinder now reborn before the serpent's eyes. A full inferno moon glows ominously in the center of the night sky, all stars above hiding away in fear of this unnatural moon.
Dancing black flames with hints of oranges and blood reds surround the wolf. Those eyes sparkling with untold rage and passion, lips quivering in rage at the cowards before it, seeing no honor in sixteen eyes showing total horror at the wolf before them. Everything slows to a stop, this time The Serpent of Nightmares will not be spared. Within the second everything starts to move again nothing but a screech rings out, a death cry as the moon fires upon the now erased evil god, the dark flames consuming and erasing the flesh and blood. While the power is absorbed into the wolf who takes half of those energies and infuse it into the dragon, who no longer tremors in lost hope or pain… deep restful breath taken. This god will rise again in a new day and age and be remembered once again by mankind as the proud White Dragon of Sins.
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Ichigo jolting into an upright position, covered in a cold sweat from the dream he just had. Ichigo's breathing ragged and uneven causing a funny sound to escape his lips. His knuckles white from gripping sheets with all the strength he contains. Short and once unruly locks not plastered to the skull, neck, and forehead… eyes wide and in shock. That dream far more disturbing than watching his sisters being murdered in front of him.
The way those black flames crackled in heated anger, yet the new grass and surrounding area was not harmed. The way the Moon sent an untold attack upon the serpent as the flames launched. It was almost as if the fire was alive and the feeling was the same he saw in the eyes of the wolf. Nothing… not even a single speck of dust left behind of the serpent. Erased by this wolf, who has the power to completely destroy something… even the power was broken down and given to other gods who were chosen to rise again!
What thing possesses that much power or for that matter those abilities to erase an existence like that? Why did it have to show Ichigo this event long since passed, did that event really take place? Maybe Ichigo's brain is just fucking with him again? What of the man who wears the Skull mask who also happens to ride on a pale green horse? These dreams that have been haunting Ichigo lately make very little sense to a logical standpoint. Something he does not like one bit, and since Keaghen won't share anything with him it has been putting Ichigo on edge. Even his dreams as of late have taken a swing in a horrible direction, some more disturbing than others. Like that feeling of nothing… that wolf felt nothing when it destroyed the serpent completely and totally.
"What's the matter King?" Molimo the newer edition of the family asks in a sleepy tone. Turning tired eyes onto Ichigo while keeping his head flat upon the wooden floor. Ears twitching in time with Ichigo's frantic breathing, though tired a soft tone of worry is felt even if the dog is sluggish right at this moment.
"N-nothing… just another bad dream," Ichigo manages to get out of his throat. A dry and itchy sensation again in his throat, it looks like Ichigo is going to need to get up after all and get a glass of water. This is the second night in a row he has forgotten to bring a glass of water with him to bed.
Throwing sheets off to the side closest to the window Ichigo swings his feet over the edge closest to the door. Not bothering to throw on his pajama bottoms or anything other than his boxers, walking out the door into the hallway. Rubbing tired eyes to clear his vision just enough to make it down stairs without falling down his stairs. Ichigo had been in hopes of being inspired by the strange events over the past few days but instead he is getting attacked by oddball dreams.
Making it to the kitchen without a single mishap makes Ichigo smile. At least his home is still safe thanks to his dogs and the new edition of the wolf. That now looks like a Newfoundland. How ironic that something as deadly as that wolf now looks like nothing more than a giant teddy bear? One thing is for sure he won't have to worry about nosy neighbors calling the zookeepers about a massive wolf in Ichigo's yard. Oh what fun that would be to try and explain that not only is that thing not really a wolf but how he brought the wolf into the realm of flesh as the hound calls it. 'Well you see this huge lion like monster with snakes for tails tried to eat me and I called this wolf out of a shadow portal…' that would land him in the nut house all right. Not that he blamed anyone for that he most likely would do the same thing.
Shaking his self out of his thinking stupor Ichigo grabs a glass out of his dishwasher. Filling the glass fully before downing the glass, the liquid always did sooth away any worries he had on his mind. Though now his mind is wandering to a certain man again. Keaghen just how is it that a man who had deep gashes healed overnight? How is it that the poison those snake heads held didn't faze the man in the slightest? Yet Keaghen keeps ignoring any questions about him, like he isn't or will never be willing to share unless he has no choice.
Maybe he can trick the man into talking about himself then? It was worth a shot to try, if it works it works if not… well he will find another way then. Keaghen can try to keep avoiding the questions but eventually he will get something out of the somber man. Maybe even do something… in the adult sense to the guy to get him to speak. What the fuck? Why did his mind just go into the gutter like that?!
"What are you doing?" A voice calls out behind Ichigo causing Ichigo to jump and drop the glass that was once clutched in his hand. A loud shattering sound echoes in the kitchen as the once glass cup makes contact with the marble tile below. The splinters of glass scattering throughout the entire kitchen room and even the attached eating nook, Ichigo only looks like a deer ensnared by the bright beams of an approaching vehicle in the open plains of a rural area of land.
"Keaghen, damn it you scared the life right out of me… so much for an uneventful trip to the kitchen." Ichigo sighs out flipping the light on, causing him to quickly shut his eyes in reaction to the bright rays of the light from above. He had forgotten to turn the lights down to dim before flipping the switch on, it takes Ichigo a few minutes before he is able to keep his eyes open without squinting at the bright rays. Holy hell he forgot how much that hurt, going from total darkness to bright white lights.
"I was drinking water and getting ready to fill the glass to head to bed…" Ichigo says slowly once everything starts coming back into focus again. "Now I have glass to clean cause someone spooked me." This time Ichigo sounds a bit like a mother scolding her child for being impolite to a total stranger. Ichigo's hands going to his hips as he sighs at the glimmering mess of glass. Brow furrowed as a deep frown overtakes the orange haired boys face.
Keaghen says nothing only blinking a few times in stunned silence seeing Ichigo nearly naked. It seems his other nature is becoming bolder, Keaghen trying to contain the beast within its cage but finding it harder with each passing second. Why is it that the God of Sin's primary sin is Lust of all things?! Fuck when did this urge get this potent right under my damned nose? Maybe cause after my nose picked up his truer scent when Ichigo was working out.
Something most humans do not seem to understand is even though they are not as wild as the animals they share the world with, they can still pick up pheromones of another human. That potent mix of pheromones is what helps the animal based instincts understand if they are compatible or not with another human. Much can be said about humanoids, gods, and such, which brings Keaghen to his current dilemma. He had walked into Ichigo's workout room just as the kid had finished an intense workout. The mix of pheromones within Ichigo's sweaty body and the labored breathing cause Keaghen's mind to swing right into the gutter. He almost jumped the kid's bones right then and there but ended up putting an image that brought him back down and saved him from doing something really stupid.
Fate can be such a bitch sometimes because never before has it ever teased him so much as it is now. Yet here Ichigo is in nothing but boxers after Keaghen knows they are completely compatible. That makes him wonder though just what is Ichigo's main sin aspect. Maybe now would be a good time to find out. It is not like the kid is hard on the eyes, no pretty well built with a six pack, but seeming much lither compared to Keaghen's eight pack body build. It is in that train of thought that he is pulled back to current time when Ichigo curses as a fragment of glass punctures his middle finger.
"That hurt…" Ichigo mumbles before feeling his hand being tugged by Keaghen. The pale man inspecting the damage done, carefully removing the large shard. A deep gash causes blood to ooze out of Ichigo's finger a sign that the glass didn't break off inside the wound. Looking up into weary chocolate brown eyes Keaghen decides it's now or never to see just what Ichigo's main sin is. His molten gold eyes now seem to glow a bit though not enough for Ichigo to tell for certain if it is Keaghen or his tired mind playing tricks on him.
"Nothing to worry 'bout the shard just went in by looks of it." Keaghen smiles down at the boy who is still fighting his powers but is losing. Something clicks in Keaghen's mind a sly smile now replacing the warm smile. Bringing up Ichigo's middle finger to his own lips and allowing the blood drip down his lips a bit Ichigo now confused by Keaghen's action.
"What are you up to now?" Ichigo asks not at all thrilled by the coy look in Keaghen's eyes. Those same eyes seem to shimmer in mischievous matter making Ichigo feel more unsettled. Before he can send a command from his brain to retract his hand his finger is sucked into Keaghen's mouth. "Let… go," Ichigo says in a breathless tone trying to pull his hand out of Keaghen's iron clad grip.
Something else is clouding Ichigo's mind now, deep within… something that has been dying to get out for the longest time. Yet each time denied by a stubborn mind of a boy refusing to let anyone get too close to his heart, a selfish desire of which Ichigo tries to crush with each passing day but can only build a cage around it. Why now? Why did this have to happen now with a total stranger who has put him on edge since day one? It is like this man is the cause of loss over this part of Ichigo's nature he had contained so well over the years prior to meeting the exotic man. Ichigo's self-control might as well be damned to hell and beyond.
Before anything else can pass Ichigo's mind his brain stalls when a tongue twists playfully on the digit trapped within Keaghen's mouth. Ichigo can't help but recoil as the fresh wound is probed at a few times before a long suck is taken. His eyes squeezed shut trying to block out everything including the foreplay on his wounded finger. He is melting into Keaghen's foreplay no matter how hard he tries to block out the sinful dance of tongue and mouth.
Resistance is now caving within his mind and is now thinking what if that was something far more sensitive trapped in that mouth before him, an interested twinge spikes in Ichigo's lower region. Just how would that suction feel on swollen flesh that is fully alert to the world around it, what about the head which seems impossibly more sensitive than the rest of the organ. Lost, Ichigo would be lost in arms of an expert if that was happening to his body right at this moment. A finger a single finger and his mind is thinking other things, things that are by far more intimate and normally things Ichigo would never allow himself to think.
"Kea-ghen…" Ichigo whimpers out reduced to a quivering mess just from the intense finger play by Keaghen, is the man toying with him? That is something Ichigo will not accept if so, he is nobodies toy and he means nobodies. Another strong suck and eyes flutter open meeting naughty gold dead on. A wet pop and Ichigo's finger is removed from that mouth before another searing kiss is placed onto Ichigo's lips. Did Keaghen's sclera (white of the eyeball) just turn abyss black?
A quick bite to Ichigo's bottom lip drags him out of his lust induced stupor, meeting molten gold eyes in a sea of white, must have been his imagination then. "Satisfied?" Keaghen asks lips still touching and smile felt on the others lips while speaking.
"I want more…" Slips past Ichigo's defense causing his eyes to widen and him to jerk away, "I-I-I'm sorry I didn't mean that… I-I-I think I need to go back to bed night!" Ichigo stutters out bolting right upstairs to his room completely taken aback by his reaction just now, that wasn't him speaking!
Meanwhile down stairs a large fox like grin is plastered across Keaghen's face. So that is his main sins aspect... he seems far too kind for that one. Keaghen can't help the soft chuckle that escapes well at least it is something he can work with.
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What a fucked up morning it was after last night, I couldn't even look at Keaghen I ended up skipping breakfast and running out the door so fast I didn't even get to see Keaghen's expression. I am still wondering if it really happened or if it was another one of my fucked up dreams. I can't really say I'm so flustered from the event that I can't seem to do any of my class work.
With that Ichigo's heaves a deep sigh before attempting to concentrate at least a little bit on the notes for the finals coming up with in the next two weeks. Mind easing back into its natural flow of last step notes before the teacher will leave him to study on his own. Thank high heaven that the next few weeks the students will not have to show to class and are left to study where they chose to do so. Maybe he can figure something out with Keaghen and Molimo, as well as figure out what to do with these odd events that have been happening as of late to him.
At least his life at school will remain the same, and he refuses to think that it is even possible for that normal part of his routine to change. Even with that big ugly beast called a Chimera still stalking in the shadows somewhere. Today is going to be a quick trip home while watching his back last thing he needs is to be ambushed again by that beast. He was lucky he was close enough the first time to get help next time he may not be so lucky.
Ichigo had made his way out into the courtyard of the Collage grounds when someone with short and wild black hair wacked him Ichigo upside his head. The shock causing Ichigo to stop dead in his track and glare at the fool stupid enough to fuck with him at this moment in time, upon glaring back his eyes meet up with someone he knows all too well.
"Arisawa Tatsuki what the hell did you do that for!?" Ichigo snaps rubbing the back of his head which now has a dull throbbing sensation. A large grin full of teeth answers back, ignoring that she had annoyed Ichigo. The woman not much shorter than Ichigo matter fact she's less than a quarter inch shorter than Ichigo. Rich ebony eyes dance in amusement at her best friend who seems off his usual ship allowing her to sneak up on Ichigo and hit him.
"I told you dumb-bell there is no need to be formal Tatsuki is enough! So what have you been up to, haven't seen you round much last two days?" She asks rubbing Ichigo shoulder feeling sorry for hitting the guy as hard as she did but sometimes she just can't help herself. Though Ichigo may not look the type he usually texts Tatsuki often when he can't think or just needs to chat, the two becoming close friends. Both enjoying a good spare every now and again with one another or some dumb fool off the street who starts to pick fights with either of them, kicking the punks ass back into whatever hole those punks crawled out of.
"Just a lot has been going on last few days sorry 'bout that…" Ichigo sighs out now rubbing his temples, "this guy I just met is confusing the hell out of me." He mumbles as an afterthought, sadly however Tatsuki catches that last bit.
"Oooohhhh so I see you finally are listening to me and dating!" She chirps out a little too loudly causing Ichigo to cover her mouth, damage already done as random passers-by give a glance at him. Just what he needed the whole school to start spreading rumors about him dating someone, ugh those spread like wildfire and are as far south from the truth as it can possibly get, he only glares at the cause of the new problem.
"Keep your voice down will ya?" He snaps lowly trying to contain a growl of annoyance. It was just another one of those crazy days it seems and he will not end up with a break after all, fuck karma in all ways inside and out.
"No need to be shy, I already told you what way you swung. So who's the lucky guy?" She asks a new smile Ichigo doesn't like one bit settling upon lush pink-red lips. She nudges Ichigo to get him to walk with her till they exit the collage courtyard.
"Look it's not like that." Ichigo says trying to find a way off the subject about him and his supposed new lover. It's not like that one bit… even though the guy kissed him twice and sucked his finger. A deep red blush crosses Ichigo's face from one ear to the other.
"Ah-ah you are such a horrid liar Ichigo, you wouldn't be beat red if that was the case. So who's the submissive one you or him?" She speaks in a cool tone eyes narrowed in pride that her friend, who stopped being such a prude and is trying to date. Watching Ichigo's face turn an even richer shade of red and casting his head straight down she continues, "Really now? You of all people are submissive to him? Damn he must be one hell of a guy!"
Oh you have no idea. Ichigo has to bite his lip to prevent that bit from slipping out in front of his joyed friend at his new boyfriend. Also giving him a funny kind of look over before a knowing smile slips into place again. "He's already kissed you hasn't he?"
"I wasn't expecting it!" Ichigo states before thinking causing him to cover his mouth with his right hand. How is it that Tatsuki always seems to get him to spill his guts like this? Really it seems like the more he tries to hide something from her the more she seems to get him to confess to.
"Yep tongue… so defensive Ichigo really no hope in helping you," she chuckles out patting her best friends shoulder. The two talk for a while longer with her teasing and baiting Ichigo into telling her a little more about his new top partner. Before a pale looking and exotic male starts walking their way, with Ichigo's flustered mind he doesn't even sense the man coming. She smiles as the man wraps his arms around Ichigo's waist and pulls his smaller frame into his much larger frame. "So that's your boyfriend huh?"
Keaghen blinks a few times before tilting his head. Sunglasses on preventing her from seeing his eyes, "Boyfriend... now who told you that?" Keaghen asks his accent thicker and voice deeper than last night. "Is my little Ichigo not telling me something?" He smiles down at the trapped orange haired boy he won't even look up at him, head bowed in completely.
"Hey I don't belong to you!" Ichigo bites out but still refusing to look at the man who has him trapped. Arms becoming tighter around his body, rich chuckle emits from the man behind him causing goose bumps to litter his body, fine hairs standing on end and a hitched breath. A wet tongue licking at the shell of Ichigo's ear, "knock… it… off." Ichigo all but whimpers out a soft nip at Ichigo's ears lets him know Keaghen is not going to listen.
"Sure is one hell of a man alright. Enjoy yourself with him Ichigo! You lucky son of a bitch you," Tatsuki speaks softly so no one around looks at the foreplay being played out right now. "You better not hurt him, or I swear I'll kick your ass." She says glaring at Keaghen who answers her tone with a hard press of lips to the back of Ichigo's ear, while grabbing the front of Ichigo's pants. The squeak from Ichigo and the action of the man causes her to smile and walk off leaving Ichigo to remove the man himself. Who can blame her really that was rather hot and Ichigo's boyfriend isn't at all shy after that little show of affection.
Keaghen stops toying with Ichigo but his hand remains over a certain area that is now erect from the little bit of neck play. Oh this body seems so eager to respond to Keaghen's every little whim, something he is going to be using to his advantage once he can get Ichigo to consent into letting him have his wicked way with the virgin body. "So she seems nice, who was that by the way?" Keaghen asks softly.
"Why'd you do that? That was Tatsuki one of the few real friends I have still." Ichigo grumbles out moving his bag to hide his problem as Keaghen lets go. "What is with you anyways? You won't tell me anything about yourself but you seem ready to be the boyfriend she tagged you as! Why didn't you tell her we are not going out?"
"Could of fooled me Ichigo, we already shared two kisses which isn't including the foreplay you allowed me to do to you twice now." Keaghen chuckles out before the boy can say anything more he again claims Ichigo's lips, "Sides I really like the idea of us dating… and I'm not ready to share my past with ya just yet." Unable to answer Ichigo only glares at the sunglasses looking at him. "You know you look so fuck-able when you look at me like that."
The shocked reaction causes Keaghen to pull back laughing, before wrapping his arm around the back of Ichigo's waist and making the orange head walk in stride with him. "That damned Chimera is stalking you right now…" Keaghen whispers as he ushers Ichigo to move faster to prevent any other mortals from being harmed when it finally shows its ugly mug.
The idea of protecting Ichigo overwhelming anything else Keaghen's beast nature might have in mind. Make no mistakes eventually the other nature to claim the boy will override every other sense in time, however Keaghen would much rather it be by the kids hands than the beasts forceful nature. That could make Keaghen lose the one thing that he has taken a genuine liking to in a very long time, since being out cast by those of his own flesh and blood from thousands of years ago. Glancing over his shoulder he can see a black mist now hot on their trail as he leads Ichigo into the rural area of the small town to avoid any other humans.
Once at least a few miles in the grasp of the forest area the Chimera jumps out from the shadows in front of both men. "You really are annoying you know that Fallen One." The Chimera spits out in spite, "you seem so ready to throw everything down for that boy. Do you really miss attention that much? Do you miss being called your real name?" The lion-like monster growls out single tail hissing.
"Watch your mouth worm!" Keaghen states in an emotionless tone which for some reason scares Ichigo far more than the beast that stands before him. With the sunglasses covering Keaghen's eyes he can't read just what the pale man is feeling at this given time but he isn't releasing Ichigo from his grasp either. "You are lower and should learn to respect those higher than you."
Just as the beast is about to say something more, a larger panther like beast pounces the back of the Chimera into the ground from the cover of trees. Unlike a normal panther this one is a bright blue color with white spots. The same colored eyes as the blue fur glance at both Keaghen and I before snorting and looking down at the beast that disturbed its nap.
"Should have known that I wouldn't be able to stay away from ya Keaghen, at least till I came up with a better way to introduce myself to ya again Keaghen. As for you Chimera trash talk to my friend like that again and I swear I'll eat your damn heart!" The cat hisses at the Chimera that can't seem to get the large panther off it, the snake tail pinned and unable to move to attack.
"The hell are you? Get off me you oversized sack of meat." The Chimera growls out before using its strength to throw the large beast off it. Eyes narrowed at the new comer who attacked it. "What beast makes friends with a human like creature anyways?"
"Bah you ain't worth the breath it would take to explain it." The panther yawns out bored, not at all impressed by the power put into knocking him off the beasts back. Tail in a lazy sway and eyes trained onto Keaghen and the orange male clutched in the pale man's arms. Seems he missed something on his little recon mission, Keaghen's beast has picked this boy to claim as its own.
"Is that really… you Gate Keeper?" Keaghen asks shocked at what he is seeing before him. No way that can't be who he thinks this guy is.
"No longer am I the Gate Keeper… I left shortly after what Zeus did to you. That stuck up old man got punished though pretty harshly by a greater force." The cat purrs out walking up to Keaghen a smile upon the furry lips of his beast form. Seems the man even after all this time has not forgotten about him after all. That single thought making all the former doubts fade into the abyss to be forgotten about.
After some moments pass the Chimera still unsure what to make of this newcomer, a long breath escapes Keaghen as he looks at his best friend who seems to have finally learned how to control his beast. Does that mean he can assume human form and beast from when he wants to now, or is the beast still able to overpower his friends mind?
"I can't believe it's really you Gavriil…."
~To be continued~
~Author's note~
So much going on in this chapter that I am splitting it into two parts, it was at the point of becoming 50+ pages long so I figured the best way to end it would be with two best friends meeting again.
Next half might be 30 pages long still but I promise it will be well worth it. Yes I know I was teasing you all again… I was feeling the same way as I was editing this chapter, again it is for a reason and I'm developing more than just the story I am working on relationships in all aspects not just love.
I kept getting distracted while typing this half as well the next half won't jump around as bad, I promise. Yep in this story Grimm and Shiro are close friends, no romance between the two of them what so ever (Grimm still doesn't strike my radar as gay sorry folks he is as straight as straight can get. Though he doesn't care if friends are gay) I wanted to change Grimm up a bit too I honestly don't care for him, finding way too many characters lately that are just like him. Sorry Grimm fans lol just bear with me and this new Grimm idea.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story, I do hope it was worth the wait and that you had as much fun reading this as I did typing it. *Bows*
P.S. This name I picked for Grimm just stuck cause I didn't care for Panther translations or Gate keeper.
+ GAVRIIL - A Russian form of Greek for Gabriēl. Meaning "man of God" or "warrior of God."
