Disclaimer: I don't own Noblesse, Son Je-Ho does.

"They want to observe Shin-Woo and Ik-Han for their organization."

Frankenstein simply nodded. "I had suspected something along those lines. I put the girl as teacher of your math class and the other in P.E. Is that alright with you, master?"

Raizel suppressed an affectionate sigh at Frankenstein's last words. Even after all this time he wasn't used to such questions and it… felt quite pleasant in an exasperating sort of way. "I have full faith in your decisions."

And he did.

At this Frankenstein looked relieved before straightening back up and letting a determined glint entered his sky blue eyes. Uh-oh.

"Master, I think that we should start working on your werewolf powers now that it seems trouble may be brewing. I know you are not yet fully healed, but working on your werewolf abilities should increase your healing rate significantly."

He should have known that Frankenstein would bring up that topic the second he was in any sort of danger. Even if that danger was only a prediction of what was to come.

Knowing that-though he would obey-Frankenstein would be disappointed if he immediately said no, he paused. It wasn't an unreasonable request, but he didn't want that power. It would be selfish of him to wildly seek more power when what he currently had was plenty enough.

Knowing that the other would better understand if he explained telepathically, Raizel mentally sent his thoughts and feelings on that topic over to Frankenstein.

Frankensteins eyes hardened at his excuse. And before Raizel could take back what he had said, Frankenstein sent something between an order and a plea to him through their mental link.

'Quite! Please, just listen to me!'

Seeing how desperate Frankensteins mind seemed, Raizel didn't object.

"You are not being shelfish in any way. The simple fact that you considered being shelfish proves the opposite. And you already have this power. It would simply be foolish to not master your new abiliteis! If you don't then you leave yourself open to attack from your enemeis."

Raizel was stunned. Was he truly being selfish by not mastering his new abiliteis?

Doubtful of himself, Raizel lightly scanned Frankensteins mind for a better answer to his unspoken question.

Hopefulness. Worry. Love...

Immediately Raizel pulled out, deciding to ignore that last one he wasn't supposed to feel. He would do whatever stupid training Frankenstein made up. The conviction Frankenstein had in the nessessity of this training was astounding. How could he say no to Frankenstein when he was like this? Such an act would be cruel of him.

"I trust your decision, let us start my training tomorrow after school."

Frankenstein's mental waves of gratitude and affection were well worth the minimal sacrifices he would make in this training. Not to mention that training with Frankenstein actually sounded kind of nice. Nice in a way that made his stomach flutter with soft butterfly wing's.

"Yes my lord." Frankenstein intoned with a small fond smile of relief lifting the edges of his lips. A smile that he greatly appreciated.

Mentally Raizel frowned at his developing feelings. The training may not be an act of selfishness, but this surely was. He was confused on how he should react to these new emotions.

He was the noblesse, he couldn't afford to allow himself to acquire any form of permanent companion or partner since he may one day be tasked with killing that person. Frankenstein didn't fall into that category though. Being his contractor meant that Frankenstein couldn't intentionally hurt him. And they had been together long enough to where Frankenstein knew that to harm an innocent human was like a pierce to his heart.

So perhaps it was okay to feel such feelings for Frankenstein. They knew each other enough to care for the other, they were already willingly bound by blood, and Frankenstein liked him to.

Yeah. Perhaps an idea such as this wasn't quite as improbable as he had first thought.

Mind made up, Raizel convinced Frankenstein to carry him to their now shared bed and once again sleep with him.

He should have known that the next day wouldn't have gone as smoothly as he had imagined. Especially since he was having a date- werewolf lessen not date, by no means date.-Today. He and Frankenstein didn't even make it to the end of school before getting into trouble.

Five new people moved into the area around where he now lived.

Normally neither he nor Frankenstein would have had a problem with that. Unless the five were high ranking agents of the Union.

He discovered them as he mostly ignored, but still scanned the minds of those around him. What really stuck out to him was the fact that he couldn't read their minds. So, believing that it was some new invention like an 'Iphone', Raizel did what he always did in this sort of situation. He asked Frankenstein about it.

Frankenstein had only had to glance at the quintet before a surge of fiery hatred slammed into him from their mental link. The hatred was so powerful that Raizel couldn't help but to take a tiny step back in shock.

His reaction must have been felt by Frankenstein through their link because all of the dark emotions instantly subsided and were replaced by concern for him. "Sorry my lord. Let's get home so I can explain those people to you in a more secure environment." Raizel gave no arguments and instead simply followed his companion to their house.

"Here's the tea my lord. Now on to those men you asked about earlier. They were most likely high class members of the Union. I'm afraid that this could cause many unwanted problems so we should probably either move or stay extremely discrete."

Raizel frowned at what he could tell Frankenstein was thinking. If they were caught then their position was uncovered. And if they 'got rid of' them, they were just as revealed to said organization. There really wasn't anything to do but either move or simply avoid them.

Tired of Frankenstein becoming more and more concerned over the situation, Raizel placed his hand over Frankensteins. "Don't worry. I have you to protect me and I am getting better by the day." He knew it wasn't much, but he hoped it would stop Frankenstein from being so worried.

Frankenstein's expression didn't change but Raizel inwardly smiled when Frankenstein's thoughts stopped whirling in circles and settled on one course of action. It seemed they were staying here for a while yet. Good. Frankenstein had worked hard on that school for him and he liked there.

"Thank you for your trust my lord. We should stay here for as long as possible... would you like to start on your werewolf training?"

Oh, he had forgot about that. Mentally frowning Raizel focused on the only good part of this training. Frankenstein would be the one teaching him. "Yes."

Frankenstein was a brilliant teacher. In just the two hours they had been down in the lab Raizel had already learned how to regenerate small cuts over his body and he learned the theory of transforming into a werewolf.

Know he was exhausted and hanging limply in Frankenstein's grasp. Almost lulled to sleep by the steady thumping of the blonde's heart.

In fact, he would have already been asleep if it wasn't for how Frankenstein hesitated after reaching their two seperate rooms right next to each other. "Sleep with me."

He felt Frankenstein's surprise at his words before more affection set in. "Of course, master." With that Frankenstein entered one of the rooms and maneuvered his almost limp body under the covers before crawling in himself. The last thing he felt was Frankenstein wrapping his arms tightly around him.

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As Raizel slowly awoke from his dream he felt a strangely comforting feeling on his head. Frankenstein was using his fingers to lightly brush his hair. Playing with the tips on each pass. Raizel simply laid there. Enjoying the feeling of being near Frankenstein.

"Master, I know you're awake."

Raizel tried to suppress a blush but his ears still turned slightly pink in embarrassment. Turning away to hide his embarrassment, Raizel realized that his muscles weren't quite as tender as he expected that they'd be after a training session like that.

Confused, Raizel temporarily forgot about his embarrassment and looked over his suspiciously shirtless torso. By all means, he should have a horrible ache right now…

"Master? Last night I gave you a massage to alleviate the soreness…" Hearing the slight embarrassment in the last words, Raizel gently pushed his mind against Frankenstein's. Asking for entrance instead of plowing in like he very well could. All of Frankenstein's shields lowered at his request, but slower than usual.

Worry suddenly appeared in the back of his mind. Could Frankenstein have restarted those terrible experiments? Was Dark Spear causing problems…

'So Beautiful. Below him, laying on the sheets was his sleeping master. Careful not to waken him, Frankenstein slowly removed his slightly battered shirt. Unable to avoid looking at the expanse of silky skin even as he neatly folded his masters shirt and placed it in a safe spot. But now wasn't the time to fantasize over his master.

Removing the lid of the massage oil he had snatched on the way out of the lab, he slathered a fair amount on his hands and waited for it to reach room temperature. Frankenstein then placed his fingers to his masters still too frail back, gingerly rubbing the oil into his master's back muscles. As he did so, his master let out multiply small sighs of relief.

After he finished with the back he moved on to the arms and stomach. Diligently kneading into each of his master's muscles until his master was entirely relaxed and the chances of soreness in the morning were next to non.

Know came the tricky part. Should he stop now or continue with the legs. Mustering up his courage, Frankenstein slipped off the pants. Putting a smaller blanket over his master's private areas for privacy less than a millisecond later. But that didn't cover those long handsome legs from his wandering gaze. It took a whole thirty seconds for him to force himself to look away.

Blushing madly, Frankenstein got to work. Earlier the sigh's had been whispery and absentminded. But the ones now coming forth were drawn out and appreciative. He wasn't quite sure he could manage to continue at this rate.

That last part of the massage had been torture. Hearing the beauty that he wanted yet couldn't have whisper his name like that… he was just glad he finished before he lost control.

And know Frankenstein could finally lay with his master to get well deserved sleep. Cuddling with his peacefully slumbering master who was nuzzled into his chest.

Smiling fondly at the silliness of his precious master, Frankenstein ran his hand through that silky soft midnight hair. Before doing it again, and again. He continued to do so until the steadiness of the action lulled him into a semi-deep sleep. He'd have to do this again sometime. If his master didn't mind…'

Breaking the connection, Raizel realized his cheeks were a bright red and Frankenstein was watching him with a resigned look. Instantly he zeroed in on the expression. Seeing that he was out, Frankenstein quickly looked away in… shame. Pursing his lips, Raizel tried to think of anyway to rectify the situation. It appeared that this could no longer be avoided.

Gently Raizel grabbed Frankenstein's hand and placed it atop his head. Sending the message he wanted to get across through their link because he didn't know how to word it.

There was a shocked pause for a total of seven seconds before unadulterated happiness shot through Frankenstein's mind. Pouring out through the link into him as well. "Master, would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow?"

The end

I know that the ending was pretty bad but I lost interest:(