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Story Title: Eyes Of The Powerful.

Warnings: Magic/Sorcery (little use), Elementals, language, adult situations, abuse, gore, fighting scenes, torture, and adult situations (SLASH, as well as HET.)

Story Rating: M.

Chapter Rating: T.

Changes In Chapter: First off, I want to thank Elena Woodruff (?) for this chapter. She was kind enough to send it to me since I lost it! Well, that's embarrassing. Next off. I added like seven hundred words, edited it heavily, and grinned like a crazy person when doing so. My mother asked me if I got into the Vodka. Yay insanity/recovered chapters. I changed most of the ROSE story so you HAVE TO RE-READ THIS. OKAY? Okay.

Song When Editing: Touching On My… By 3OH!3. I think its incredibly appropriate for this chapter… ehehe. Oh I love this song very much. It amuses me and makes my dog bark and get annoyed. I hate my dog.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Damn bastards.

Last time: '"You are strong. With or without the tears." Ryoma said, sitting up, and walked away to the locker room to change, pretending not to hear the soft, small cries and the sound of tears hitting the ground.'

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It had started out like any other day.

Everyone went to their classes for the day. There were a few threats and fights on Kaidou and Momo's part, a few creepy smiles from Fuji, Tezuka's usual threats ( someone has to keep them all in order ) , and of course, Kikumaru's ridiculously obnoxious nya's and acrobatics. It was a normal day. The thoughts of the depressing and melancholy day almost a week ago were situated in the back of their minds, and for the first time in a long time they found themselves oddly at peace. They loved the foreign feeling and they reveled in it, going about their classes with more laughter and smiles then they had allowed themselves to show in a long time.

They had just finished their classes and they happily made their way to the training room, adrenaline pumping through their veins. It had been a week since the anniversary of their families deaths, and if it wasn't for the fact that they all cried their hearts out (even Tezuka- not like he was going to admit it or anything) they would have probably still been fighting themselves and their hidden emotions. They really did owe so much to their young teacher. Not only did he teach them, but he had easily made his way into their heart and he had listened to their story. None of them had planned on telling the young teacher anything at all, yet it felt so right to just tell him everything.

It was funny really. They had planned on assessing him, and for the most part, listening to him, but they would have never thought they would befriend him and come to respect him so much.

It seemed that fate had a funny way of dealing with things.

They were just about to open the door to the gym, smiles on their faces and a bounce in their steps when they heard a loud voice, making them freeze in front of the door that lead to the training room. They shared confused looks, knowing full well that Echizen was never early, no matter if it was important or not. And even if he was here before they were, it was usually because he was sleeping and nothing more. They continued to listen, curiosity getting the best of each of them.

"WHAT?" They heard their young teacher yell, and they opened the door ever so slightly so they could peak out of it, each struggling to get a good look. They were just in time to see Ryoga wince at Ryoma's tone and see Ryoma very mad and … scared?

"I'm sorry Ryoma! I tried to tell him that it wasn't needed, but he insisted that he come here personally to talk with you…" he said, hesitating at the last part. Ryoma glared at him.

"What did he say?"

"Weeeeeell," he dragged out, stopping when Ryoma gave him a glare worthy of death. Ryoga gave him a look that said 'Don't shoot the messenger'.

"He said- in his words not mine, may I remind you- ' What? Is it so wrong that I want to see my Ryo-chan? It's so lonely at night when he's not sleeping with me.' " Ryoga finished, shuddering at Kai's own words. Really, sometimes Kai-sama was so much like Ryoma it scared him. He just loved to push Ryoma's buttons, just like Ryoma took joy in pushing everyone else's. Ryoga unconsciously took a step back as Ryoma's glare intensified.

That damn bastard, Ryoma thought angrily.

On the other side of the door, everyone had froze as Ryoga relayed the message this person had for Ryoma.

They had already known Ryoma had a liking to both sexes, but it was still surprising that he perhaps had a relationship with this man. Of course, at the same time they were incredibly curious as to who this man was, and how he got away with calling their teacher Ryo-chan, lover or not.

However, Fuji's thoughts were much different than his friends. His eyes were cold as he clenched his fists, the smile on his face growing sharp as he felt the anger course through his veins. This man had slept with Ryoma, he couldn't help but think, grip tightening on the door handle as he thought. Was sleeping all they did?

The anger was accompanied by jealously, a low growl forming in his chest as his thoughts turned less innocent than napping next to each other. He glanced at Tezuka and smiled darkly, seeming that the other had similar thoughts as he eyes the almost black eyes of his friend.

The rest of the group eyed the two nervously, not entirely willing to snap the two out of their homicidal thoughts. Sure, they knew that the two of them had proved to be interested in their young teacher, but they didn't know just how much. And judging by the pissed aura around the two of them… they could take an educated guess.

Fuji was the first to act and he slammed open the door, plastering a sickly sweet smile on his face, while Tezuka's lips stayed in a straight line, his eyes dark. Ryoma and Ryoga turned their head toward the two approaching and Ryoma looked with interest behind them, eyeing the nervous and slightly cowering group that seemed to be debating whether or not to come into the room.

Ryoma turned his focus to the two in front of him, eyes curious. He eyed them for a moment before a smirk pulled at his lips. He briefly glanced at Ryoga in an amused fashion when he saw him step back unconsciously. Ryoma turned his gaze toward the two again, eyeing them and reading their emotions in their eyes as he usually did.

Fuji was trying to act neutral but his own anger and jealousy shone much too bright in his brilliant blue eyes. Tezuka was just the same way, though it seemed as if he was trying more to calm down, and not let Ryoma see how the news- which Ryoma figured they over-heard – had affected him.

"Yes?" he questioned, a bored look in place.

"Sensei, isn't it time to train?" Fuji asked, eyes still open with an almost challenging look and his 'innocent' smile glued to his face.

Ryoma gave him a hard look. He found their jealousy amusing, but that didn't change the fact that Fuji was challenging him.

"It is; however, we won't have training today. You can leave." he said, turning away from them and heading toward the door only to be stopped by a hand that had grabbed his arm. He glared at the hand, trying not to will it to burst into flames, and turned his head to look at Tezuka.

"Who is coming?" he demanded, but his determination faltered greatly as Ryoma yanked his arm from his grip roughly. H wilted further as Ryoma glared at him darkly, showing just how much he appreciated the rough handling.

"Kai." Ryoma said, deciding he might as well tell them. It might make things more interesting, no?

"Kai? Isn't that the one who 'forced' you to come here to teach?" Fuji asked, his eyebrow raising. Ryoma huffed and crossed his arms across his chest, looking rather put out at the reminder of his forced entry.

"He was at least part of the problem, damn bastard. He got the Council to agree to my transfer to the school. He said it was a 'good experience'. " He said, pouting slightly while Ryoga sighed.

"Ryoma, you know that The Council was pushing for your transfer anyway. This school is very important. It was made to ensure people learned of the right way of using their powers." Ryoga reminded him, eyes closed. Ryoma just snorted in response.

"Well, their contradicting themselves by making me teach them. I already told them I could care less what the students do with their powers. I am not in favor of our kind, and they know that." Ryoma said. Tezuka eyes him curiously, his jealousy and anger forgotten for the moment.

"You're not in favor of … ROSE's?" Tezuka asked, pausing slightly as he thought of the exact term Ryoma had used in his own explanation. Ryoma gave him a look and shrugged.

"I'm neutral. Just because I am a ROSE doesn't mean I like everything they do." he said, closing his eyes. The others seemed to be in thought.

"Ne, I was wondering, what does ROSE stand for anyway?" Kikumaru asked, jumping over since the dark auras around his friends had gone away. Ryoma opened his eyes to glance at the jumping red-head and the slow approaching group behind him. He closed his eyes once again as he answered.

"It doesn't stand for anything." he informed, while the others looked at him in question. Ryoga spoke up this time, leaning against the wall in a casual manner as he did so.

"It doesn't stand for anything, but it is does stand for somebody. Rose was the first of our kind that lived in the human dimension. She was also the one who died for our kind." he said.

"Oh, oh! Is there a story?" Kikumaru asked, now next to Ryoga looking up at him with twinkling eyes. Ryoga nodded hesitantly and glanced at Ryoma from the corner of his eye.

"Can you tell it?" Oishi asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. Ryoga didn't respond, only looking at Ryoga, while the others just looked at them in confusion.

"Uh… well, Ryoma doesn't like the story-"

"Just tell them." Ryoma said, cutting his friend off. "It would be sad if they didn't know about their own kind." Ryoma said with his eyes still closed. Ryoga nodded and gestured for everyone to sit with him.

"Rose was originally from another dimension very much like the one we are in now. She left when there was a war between the Magic Users and the Elemental Users that wiped out everyone except her. The war happened in the first place because of her, actually. She was a hybrid; half Magic User half Elemental. She was something that was forbidden, since the two races had been fighting for hundreds of years. Her parents were killed, and she fled to the humans dimension and landed in the Americas." Ryoga sighed and shook his head as before he continued.

"She had thought she was rather lucky actually, since she had wandered around the area for days before a kind woman had found her and took her in. The kind lady brought her back to her village and there she lived peacefully for months before something happened. Rose was young, but she knew that she couldn't show these people her powers or they would be scared. She just didn't realize how much and what would result in them discovering her power. The village was called Salem, and the people of the time were extremely superstitious and they shunned and killed anything that seemed to be related or tied to the devil in anyway: It was called The Witch Hunts and many fell to the people's useless fears. She had a choice. She could hid or runaway, which would be fairly easy considering the fact that she was able to control two of the four elements. Or she could stay, and try to help the people who were truly innocent. She chose to stay."

"Why though? It's not like they knew she had the powers." Momo reasoned, the rest nodding as well. Ryoga shook his head.

"No, that isn't the whole story. The people were very jumpy and superstitious indeed, but that in itself didn't cause The Witch Hunts. One day Rose was in the meadow, gathering flowers so that she could put them in her lodge. But as she was gathering the flowers, she tripped over a rock, and began to fall, almost hitting another rock that was quite pointy. She didn't know that someone just happened to be watching her." Ryoga sighed and opened his eyes, looking over the still confused group.

"What happened?" Taka inquired, too into the story to be his usual nervous self.

"She didn't hit the rock. She actually didn't even hit the ground. She hovered right above it, and then slowly landed back on her feet. She acted as if it was normal and began to pick flowers once again, but the man who watched her do something absolutely impossible for any normal human did not just blow it off. He was convinced she was a witch. She had controlled the air around her and had bended it to her will." he said, eyeing them to see some of the group understand while the other half just continued to look confused, but before Ryoga could continue Ryoma interrupted.

"That's what started the witch hunt. The man ran back to his town and declared that he had seen a witch. Everyone believed him and they went to search for the young girl, now believed to be a witch. The news spread quickly, and soon every town was pointing fingers at their own neighbors. They were scared. And soon, the one girl that had started it all was forgotten, and now everyone was a target. That girl was Rose. She felt like it was all her fault, which it technically was, but her conscious wouldn't allow her to just run away. So she confronted them, saying she was the only witch and the last of her kind. They believed her easily enough. As she was about to be hung, she asked the onlookers to not accuse any others of witchcraft, since she was truly the only one. Just as she was about to be hung, they sneered at her and said she was trying to protect her friends and said that they would not stop; that they would find the rest of the witches. As they pushed the wooden block from under her that kept her form not being strangled by the rope, she willed the air around her to keep her where she was, so that she did not fall. The town's people started to freak out saying it was the work of the devil but they shut up as soon as Rose made the ground in front of them burn. She said that she would die today, but she would come back in order to save her kind. And then, she let herself drop and she died." Ryoma said, shrugging slightly.

"… Wow… that's sad." Kikumaru said, sniffling slightly. Ryoma just shrugged again.

"But… did she come back?" Kaidou asked. Ryoma nodded and snorted.

"Yes, but not for another ten years. By then she was too late, and the humans had realized their foolishness and stopped killing everyone they saw. But it wasn't like she could help, even if she did get there in time. She was reincarnated as a girl who lived in Japan, which is why there is more ROSE's in Japan than anywhere else in the world." Ryoma finished.

"Then what did she do when she realized her reason for coming back was no longer happening? Did she just die?" Inui inquired, stopping his note-talking only for a moment before he started again as Ryoma answered.

"No; not really. Once she was reincarnated- how that happened I don't know- she spent the rest of her life roaming the world. She found that she actually wasn't the last of her kind, and that there were others that had been banished from her dimension and had acted as normal humans in order to blend in. So she taught them and their children what they did not know and spent the rest of her life finding her kind and teaching them their powers." Ryoma said, standing up. Inui nodded as he finished the last of his notes in his notebook.

"Oh… where is she now?" Ryoma looked at Momo with a blank look.

"Probably dead, but no one is certain."' he said, shrugging. Ryoga eyed Ryoma as he quickly got his Ponta and headed for the door. The group quickly stood up and jogged up to their teacher who was heading for the door.

"Fshhhhhh…Why are you hurrying, Sensei?" Kaidou asked. Ryoma didn't turn around, but was about to answer him when-BOOM.

Everyone looked back, startled. Well, everyone except Ryoga and Ryoma. Ryoma groaned, gaining the attention of the still shocked and confused group of teens.

"That's why." He groaned, and turned around, a look of irritation and horror on his face.

"Ryo-chan~" A voice sang, emerging from the smoke. A young man came from the large hole that was now located in the wall. He was rather pale, but not sickly looking with stunning light purple eyes and light blue hair that reached down to his ears. His silk shirt rested against his broad and strong chest, but showered his almost lithe figure off and had plain black slacks to accentuate the look. A silver hoop earring in his right ear glinted as he gave them a flirtatious smirk. They gaped at the beautiful young.

He was… gorgeous. When they heard another groan they looked at Ryoma who looked suddenly tired.

"What do you want now, Kai?" he questioned, an accusing edge to his voice. The group froze and looked back at the beautiful young man than to their annoyed young teacher. This was Kai?

Tezuka looked at the young man with dark eyes. He certainly was beautiful, no wonder Ryoma was interested. They certainly would make quite a pair. They were both absolutely gorgeous, and both deadly (judging from the power that he sensed coming from this Kai person).

Fuji stared at the young man with open eyes. So this was the competition? He wasn't too worried about Tezuka, at least not now. If it wasn't for the fact that he was already head- over-heels for Ryoma he would have gone after this young man, he thought idly as he licked his lips.

Ryoma groaned to himself. Great, Kai was here. And not only that… but he blew up something again! Damn, he loved explosives way too much!

"Kai, you bastard, you blew up another wall!"

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A/N: FINALLY! Ugh. That took a long time. Okay, review please. Maybe now I can get this story running again.

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