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Note: italics are either thoughts or dreams

Remi P.O.V.

Remi sat outside the doors of sanctuary. He was actually a little surprised that Fang hadn't put him on kitchen duty again. I guess they finally trust my temper enough to let me bounce again... Either that or no one else was willing to get out of bed and sit outside at just after eight in the morning. He thought; yeah, that was probably it. He snorted, chuckling darkly to himself.

"At least I know I'm not going to run into Knox anytime soon." Remi muttered. He jumped as a deep voice chimed in after his self directed comment.

"Avoiding someone, are we?" the man's words rolled off his tongue; like silk. Remi thought; mesmerized by the thick, and insanely erotic, accent that decorated his words. Remi shook his head in an attempt to etch-sketch his thoughts. This is a Daimon. He reminded himself, repeating it like a mantra in his mind; which halted as soon as he focused his vision and was met with intense green eyes that seemed to swirl with different shades of gold and silver. It took all Remi had, to turn his gaze to the rest of the man.

"Rytis," The man said in introduction; then offered his hand. Remi stared blankly at the appendage for a good minute before it dropped and his eyes snapped up suddenly as a realization dawned on him.

"You're a Daimon." He stated; causing the Daimon to give him a questioning look.

"Yes?" Remi ignored the man's response as he tried to piece together the situation.

"Its daylight," he said slowly, as if he was trying to figure out how this was possible. The man merely stared at him like he was trying to decide whether or not he needed some sort of professional help.

"How are you not bacon?" Remi blurted out. Rytis arched a delicate brow, and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Are you calling me a pig?" Remi's eyes widened as Rytis suddenly closed the distance between them.

"Well?" He purred in Remi's ear. The bear stood unmoving and rigid; his back firmly planted against the wall.

"Uh... no..." Remi said slowly; as he awkwardly tried to pull his head as far away from the Daimon's face as humanly possible. Suddenly, Rytis smiled; straightening up and dusting off his sleeves.

"If you don't mind; I'm meeting someone inside." He said nonchalantly as he brushed past Remi and into sanctuary without another word. Remi blinked in confused; looking after the strange man who was nowhere in sight.

Knox P.O.V.

Remi lay next to Knox; hand gently cupping his cheek. The Dark-hunter smiled, turning his face into the gentle touch and kissing his bear's hand. " Tu sais je t'taime." Remi whispered then wrapped his arms around the other and pulled him closer. Knox buried his face into his lover's neck and whispered back quietly.

Ne jamais me quitter.

As Knox woke with a start, his head connected with something solid; once he got his bearings, he cracked one eye open to see a very befuddled looking Charonte demon about three inches above his face. He let out a startled noise; whipping his head back against his pillow.

"Ah! Simi, what are you doing here? "He said quickly, his eyes like saucers. Simi tilted her head curiously, and poked him in the forehead.

"Akri, it's awake! "She chirped cheerfully; before sitting back, and bouncing on Knox's bed.

"It?" Knox questioned; his voice cracking in his hoarse "morning" voice. He sat up slowly as he heard Acheron's deep lilting voice from across the room.

"Good morning Lukas; how was your sleep?" the Atlantean greeted with a knowing smile. "Sweet dreams?"

-Break-

Knox approached the counter at Sanctuary and rang the bell; grinning at the irritated smile and sarcastic remark he was sure to get when his sister came out of the back. Having turned his attention away from the counter as he waited; he jumped when someone cleared their throat and a deep voice piped up from behind him.

"Can I help you with something?" Remi asked gruffly, coming out from behind the counter and waiting for the brunet customer to turn around. Knox spun around, just barely stopping himself short of colliding with the quad.

"Uh, hey Remi," He greeted a little awkwardly, when he recognized the surly look that the bear usually carried. Which seemed to shift the second Remi realized who he was.

"Hey." The bear replied, his small friendly smile fading slightly as his eyes widened. We are standing really close. He thought, forcing his eyes to look anywhere but at Knox. A small blush crept over his face and he cleared his throat a second time.

"So, uh... what did you need?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.

"... Alex was going to...Um..." Knox shifted his weight from leg to leg as he tried to remember why he'd come in the first place. Coming up blank, he sighed.

"What are you up to?" the dark-hunter switched topics. Remi shrugged.

"Kitchen duty mostly; your sister just ran out for a minute." Knox looked at the floor.

"Need any help?" he offered; walking towards the kitchen as if he were on auto-pilot. Remi gave him a questioning look and caught up with him just as Knox stepped through the kitchen doors. The dark-hunter stopped short as the door shut and Remi ran into him. This time Knox cleared his throat as he felt the urge to push back against the man behind him. He suppressed a moan as his hormones flared and he heard Remi's heartbeat speed up. He pursed his lips as he felt something press into his back.

Remi clenched his eyes shut and held back every instinct his body had that told his to grind forward. I am the master of my own appendages... I do not have a boner... I think I need therapy... I really should have invested in sweat pants instead of skinny jeans... His thoughts were interrupted as Knox pressed back against him. Remi's eyes darken and his resolve snapped. He spun Knox around and pushed him against the wall. Just as the bear was about to stop himself; the dark-hunter wound his fingers in his hair and pulled him down; capturing his lips in a heated kiss...