Last chapter! All right!! Next story: Love Me, Leave Me. My first attempt at a straight pairing! And a non-MAR ff! See you all later!

Trust Me, OK?

The people walking down the busy street bustled about, not paying attention to each other. However, one person was given a wide berth.

His aura was dark and creepy, his bulbous eyes and his wide grin emphasised the uneasy feeling people had about him.

This man looked dangerous.

They were right. The ex-Knight Peta was in town and he meant business. He was gathering the Chess again, delusioned into thinking that he could reincarnate Phantom somehow, just like he was.

He glanced down at the address book that he was carrying. Written in a fine black ink, the loopy writing read the name 'Rolan'. He closed it, an evil smirk carving his face in two. It wouldn't be long now... Soon the Chess Piece army would be strong and feared once more.

Nanashi was roused from sleep by a loud banging at the door. He yawned, wondering if the two love birds were awake yet. He lay awake listening to the knocking become more and more persistent until he hauled his tired body from bed to stagger down the hallway to the front door.

He opened it up wide. Rubbing sleep from his narrowed green eyes; hair tousled up and half-naked, he said in a weary voice, "Yeah, whadya want?"

"Hello, Nanashi..." the pallid man replied with menace. Nanashi started backwards into an ornamental vase. He cursed as it toppled over and shattered.

"You!" he yelped, pointing at Peta's smug face. "Yer dead! You're not real... I'm havin' a bad dream..."

"I wish. Where is Rolan?" Peta demanded, stepping into the hall.

"What's it to ya?" Nanashi snapped, blocking the rest of the house from Peta with his body. Peta stood before Nanashi, an evil smirk on his lips and an intense hate poured from his body.

"Tell him that I have required a new spell that will make his wildest dreams come true," he said lazily, leaning his shoulder against the wall. He studied his bony clawed fingers casually. He glanced back up at Nanashi, who was frozen to the spot. "Well...?"

"I'm not going to be yer lackey, ya bastard," Nanashi growled, his legs shaking uncontrollably. It had been so long since the days of the Second War Games. Then he had reached the desirable climax of destroying this man, frying him with over 1000 volts of electricity. The amount of strain it placed on his body and mind had tired him thoroughly and, after the King was destroyed, made him swear never to use so much energy again. He was sure another battle like that would finish him off. "Now get out of here!"

"Or what?" there was a definite malice in those words. "What are you going to do? Have sex with me?" Peta snorted disdainfully.

Nanashi stood there, frozen to the spot and gaping like a fish.

"What's going on here? What on earth did you do to my vase?" a cool voice questioned from behind Nanashi. Nanashi whipped around to face a contented Rolan standing by a disgruntled Alviss. When the two caught sight of Peta, their eyes widened and their mouths dropped.

"Peta? But you're dead!" Alviss exclaimed in shock. Never before had he heard of someone coming back from the dead BEFORE the completion of the Zombie Tattoo. Rolan whimpered and stepped back, not wanting the deadly gaze of the Knight to fall on him.

"Rolan."

Rolan started and gazed up into the man's staring grey eyes. He was sure that it was Peta who had spoken. Even though the voice was blander and older than before, it still sounded like the War Advisor from ten years ago. How he was alive, Rolan did not know nor care, but why he was here was apparent.

After the First War, around 17 years ago, the Chess were divided; including Rolan. He grew up training hard in isolation, because even as a young boy he was despised. Before Phantom arose from his grave, Peta had rallied up the troops by sending messages via their earrings and by broadcasting images on water by the places the Chess were hiding. Very few Chess were visited personally by Peta. One of the few that were included Rolan.

"He's not alive, is he?" Rolan asked, his heart giving a painful twang.

"No... But I have the power to bring him back..." Peta replied smugly. Alviss cut across him.

"But that's impossible! He's dead for good!"

"You underestimate my power..." Peta snapped back at him. "Rolan, wouldn't you want Phantom alive again? With him back in power, you wouldn't have to die. We would live together for all eternity."

"Eternity is for those that deserve it," Rolan muttered to himself, hiding behind Alviss.

"You're wrong," Alviss said, his voice shaking with rage. "There is no possible way to bring him back."

"And how do you know this?" Peta snapped, his magical aura exploded in his frustration. He really didn't want to resort to force; but if he had to he would.

Alviss didn't reply at once. He took off his top to show his bare chest. "Look at this," he snarled, pointing at his chest. "Notice something?"

Peta glared at the well-built chest and abdomen. He scowled. "What's that got to do with Phantom?" he sneered.

"When Phantom died, my Zombie Tattoo disappeared completely. So did Rolan's and most likely even yours," Alviss spat fury at the stunned man. "Last time, the only thing that was keeping Phantom alive was HIS Tattoo; he was a living corpse, remember?"

Peta saw the youth's point as clear as day. Because their Tattoos were gone, it meant that Phantom - who was indeed an animated corpse kept alive by the Zombie Tattoo - was long dead and probably rotting in the ground.

"Besides," Alviss added, "He wouldn't want to come back. I was there when he died and he was happy to do so."

Peta stood dumbly, his mouth gaping open. He had never been out-smarted before... Well, he doesn't count his battle with Nanashi. That was sheer luck. He snapped out of it and haughtily glanced at Rolan.

"Are you coming? We will gather the Chess in force and rule MARHeaven," he said. Rolan shook his head. "But with power I can also give you eternity."

"I'm not afraid of dying... as long as I have my Al," Rolan replied squeakily, hugging Alviss around the middle.

Peta's face fell and his lips twitched. He looked at Alviss and then at Rolan. He started to laugh. "I knew you were gay, Rolan, but Alviss?" he jested, continuing to laugh cruelly. "This is too much." He straightened up, grinning manically. "So you are declining my offer, Rolan?" he demanded.

Rolan nodded, squeezing Alviss tighter.

"Well then... You'll regret this day. Once the Chess are all powerful we won't spare you another thought as we destroy you."

And with that menacing comment, Peta swept out of the door and down the drive out of sight. Nanashi found his voice again. He staggered to the door and closed it. Leaning on the door and shaking thoroughly, eh said as casually as he could; "Talk about a rude awakening." He smiled weakly at the couple that stood in front of him.

Rolan whimpered, shuddering. He buried his face within Alviss's waist. He felt a deadened wound in his heart which was pumping violently in his chest. He felt Alviss move and now he had his arms around Rolan, hugging him protectively. Rolan glanced up at Alviss through tear stained eyes. He was smiling proudly down on him.

"I'm proud of you Rolan. You really have changed," he said warmly. When met with a questioning look, he explained, "A month ago you wouldn't have the courage or strength to stand up to him."

"I only..." Rolan started but Alviss silenced him with a kiss.

"By telling him that, you let go of the memory of Phantom. You're cured," he whispered, feeling great pride and happiness. Rolan sighed and let the man embrace him. Nanashi, who felt awkward standing there, said,

"What about his warning?"

"It won't happen," Alviss replied at once.

"But..." Rolan started, but once more was silenced by Alviss kissing him softly.

"Nothing is going to happen... Trust me, OK?" he asked silently, stroking Rolan's hair. Rolan smiled and nodded, resting his head on Alviss's chest.

"OK."

Yay! All finished now! Hope you enjoyed. Thank you for all of your R&R's. Happy Holidays!!!