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Hey everyone, here is the next chapter, hopefully you're still with me ^^ sorry about the update timing as usual! To let you know that I am well into a new story and am almost ready to be updating my other story cigarette anyone and a difference in comm.

Hope you enjoy it!

Edited 13/4/2010 for inconsistencies

Chapter 4

Akemi lay in his bed staring up at the ceiling. The drapes were closed around him as he didn't want to see anyone right now, Azriel and Arian had been so nice. Akemi shivered wrapping his arms around himself, he was so confused. His whole body ached, wanting his mates to hold him, calm him and ground his magic. However the rest of him was desperately scared, they were strangers, and Akemi knew from experience that strangers were unpredictable and often uncaring. Akemi's mind and heart warred against each other and he sighed clenching his fists and wondering how he was going to deal with this tomorrow.

There was also that other…issue, which he really didn't know how to deal with. It was going to start getting dangerous again he just knew it. He didn't really want to face Arian and Azriel, he wouldn't know what to say! Akemi gritted his teeth and sat up, he wasn't going to be able to sleep anymore tonight.

Glancing around for his outer robe he pulled it on as quietly as he could. Pushing aside the curtains he padded softly to the door of the dorms and slipped out. Moving swiftly down the corridors until he came to the front doors, he suddenly stopped and swore. He had been meaning to get to the owlery towers but in his haste to escape the dorms quietly he hadn't put on shoes over his socks. He glanced at the short distance, if he ran it wouldn't be so bad. He took a deep breath and dashed across the gap from the doors to the tower steps. Rushing inside and up the tower he pulled his outer robe closely around him as he perched himself in the window again. It was cold but Akemi felt numb as he sat watching the view. He could see the lake off to one side and it brought tears to his eyes.

Thoughts running through his head told him what he needed to do. Leaning back against the tower wall Akemi cleared his thoughts and sank into his magical core. His magic rushed up to greet him happily caressing his mind. Akemi felt shivers travel up his spine as it touched his mind. The shivers were not unlike what he felt when Azriel or Arian touched him. As he thought of his mates he felt a surge of anger come up from his magic and he flinched. His magic was quick to reassure him it was not angry at him. Swirling colours stroked Akemi's mind whispering about how they knew he wasn't ready for mates, or touching. The colours turned a possessive red locking around his consciousness and holding tightly. Akemi relaxed into the hold, he trusted his magic more than anyone else on this earth. It had always helped him, taken the pain away when it was unable to do more.

His magic was strong, perhaps too strong. Akemi had also always believed it had a mind of its own and only listened to him when he really willed it a lot. He knew that he had been reining his magic in so tightly simply because of how possessive it was. He also knew hearing voices in his head was probably not something he should be able to do, but his magic had a voice and he was compelled to listen. Anyone who hurt him was considered by his magic a threat to get rid of if at all possible, however much he trusted his magic Akemi had known that he couldn't just go around 'getting rid' of people and so had reined his magic in with kind whispers and promises of faithfulness. That was the only reason…he had been able to hurt him for so long, but not anymore. His magic was almost intolerably possessive of him, it reacted without his consent hurting others without reason, and it had such control over him, his trust….

Akemi closed his eyes as he remembered the girls face. Tears ran down his cheeks and he sobbed thinking of her cold lifeless eyes. It had only been an accident but his magic had decided she was a threat, so that was that. Akemi had blamed himself for not keeping control, and it was that day he had made the promise to his magic. Anything to give himself some years of peace, sitting on the window ledge it was possible to see deep green and red magic twirl around him locking him tightly in a loving embrace.

Sitting quietly for a while Akemi's thoughts drifted back to his mates wondering if they could truly ground his magic if he gave himself to them. There was a sudden surge of pain, a sense of possessiveness so strong that Akemi gasped and fell off the ledge back into the owlery holding his head and whimpering in pain. After a few moments it receded and his magic flowed up around him.

'You are mine, fighting it will always be in vain.…' Akemi couldn't help but cry out as he felt strong arms encircle him, 'mine…' hissed a voice in his ear as the arms tightened their grip. He gasped again as he felt the magic make its way into his trousers. Wrapping around him and stroking, caressing until he was painfully hard. Akemi screwed his eyes shut and whimpered, why was his magic so strange! 'Don't think just feel' came the answer. Akemi squeaked as the magic moved and found himself utterly unable to do anything but feel. His eyes rolled back into his head as the magic tightened and he came hard blinding spots in his vision. Panting hard and blinking as his vision returned Akemi drowsily sat up sighing at the mess on his robes and wishing that it wouldn't do this to him. 'You are mine, I will do whatever I wish' it replied and Akemi sighed rolling his eyes. He heard it chuckle and couldn't help but allow a small smile to grace his face. He may get annoyed with it and sometimes be scared of it, but he could never be without it, and trusted it implicitly.

Akemi stood up and the mess on his robes vanished. He silently thanked his magic and made his way back down the tower feeling pretty sleepy. He made to run across the grass to the main doors but his magic seemed to have other ideas, picking him up and floating him across the gap Akemi sighed happily his depression forgotten already, his magic did always know what he wanted, and never hurt him, unlike anyone else. Confirmation and soothing vibes came from the magic and Akemi sighed before groggily making his way back up to the dorms and slipping inside. He froze, both Arian and Azriel were sat on his bed talking quickly in low voices, as he entered they looked up in shock and moved towards him. Akemi felt himself flinch and tried to ignore the pain it caused him when they both looked upset. His magic reacted instantaneously and curled around him in soft red waves sparking once in a while towards Arian and Azriel who stood dumbfounded at the display. Akemi bit his lip and pleaded with his magic to leave, he was alright. After some grumbling it died down lying under his skin humming and ready. Akemi turned to the boys and winced.

"I'm really sorry," he whispered. The exchanged a look with each other and then smiled gently.

"Don't worry Akemi," replied Arian, "We understand, we were just worried. Where did you go?"

"Just to the tower again," he replied "I...I couldn't sleep." Arian's eyes softened and he reached out very slowly and stroked Akemi's cheek. Akemi sighed and leaned into the touch forcefully pushing his magic down as far as he could.

Arians fingers were burning against his skin and he could see him smiling as he leant further into his touch. Suddenly there was a hand in his hair stroking and he jumped before seeing it was Azriel. Then he purred and moved a little closer. The touches were so…good. Slowly both older boys inched forwards to their smaller mate and pulled him gently onto their laps on his bed, before pulling the curtains shut and silencing the bed with a spell. Akemi sat in between the two larger boys his hands fisted in Azriel's top and his back resting against Arian's chest.

"We're so glad you're feeling more safe with us Akemi," whispered Azriel fondly and Arian nodded too. Akemi looked up at him and smiled lopsidedly before wincing at his magic's anger again. He knew now that he really did feel for both Arian and Azriel and he was going to have to get his magic to deal with it. Slowly he let go of the tight hold he had on it and turned to the boys.

"Um…I have something you need to know," he said softly.

Ohhhh sorry people! A bit of a cliffie anyway till next time! Hope you liked it!

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