Agon stalked down the road, angry. Some street punk trash thought he was all high and mighty and had sent out a challenge to Agon very vocally. The trash would get it Agon would make sure. No one challenged him. If they did they rarely stayed out of the hospital long enough to even mention his name again.

He noted the trash around him quickly moved out of the way of his obvious anger as he strode down the darkening street. At least the street punk trash had had the manners to pick the fight in a back alley away from prying police eyes. He turned down an alley way and quickly stalked down the empty area before turning a corner.

What faced him around the corner, surprisingly enough, was not an ambush or a surprise attack. Agon would have been insulted if he hadn't noticed the reason. Seven men aging from eighteen to twenty five were faced away from him watching as the obvious leader cornered a person. Agon scowled harshly seeing as they hadn't even noticed him. They issued a challenge and then didn't have the grace to actually pay attention to him?

They were going down. Hard and bloodily.

He would have attacked outright but he found himself glancing at the teen they had cornered first. Usually he wouldn't care, but this teen had all the features he liked in a date. Lean body, small, almost delicate looking with shapely legs. He could also note wild dark hair and the Deimon school uniform.

Agon almost felt sorry for all the trash. The boy, for it was male, looked about Himura's age. Himura may have acted like a demon and didn't show a lick of care for his classmates but that didn't mean that if someone messed with them he wouldn't retaliate. Deimon was seen as Himura's playground. And no one messed with his things.

Agon relaxed slightly and leaned back a moment to take in the trash teen getting harassed. He looked the trash over enjoying the sight. The teen was exactly how he liked them and he even looked defiant surrounded by seven pieces of worse trash. Contrary to rumours Agon wasn't homophobic. In fact he didn't really care if his date was a girl or guy. He liked them all lean and shapely but boys could be shapely too. He just didn't sleep with guys as often.

He straightened and got ready to grab the trash closest to him and give him a beating. Perhaps saving the other trash could get him some brownie points and a date.

Before he could so much as reach his arm out, the trash he had been admiring struck out. Agon was faintly surprised to see the trash leader hit the ground hard, screaming in pain. The teen sneered at the fallen body and Agon found himself admiring intense green eyes. They were a shade of green he had never seen before and almost looked like green flames. The other six members of the trash gang leapt to their leader's support and rushed the man.

Agon watched with keen eyes. The teen fought like a wild cat. He struck hard and fast and in the most vulnerable place. When cornered he forwent all the training he'd obviously had and just struck out wildly. The trash was dropping left and right.

When the last body struck the ground the teen idly wiped his hands on his shirt smearing some drops of blood.

"Touch me again and I'll fucking rip your balls off you mother-fucking bastard." The wild cat hissed at the whimpering leader.

Agon idly thought he had quite a mouth on him and that Agon could it to much better use then having it direct insults at trash. Green eyes flickered up to him.

"What do you want?" The wild cat asked in a haughty tone.

Agon slipped into his charming innocent persona. He smiled kindly and stepped forwards, pushing his glasses up to his hair.

"How about a date kitten?" He grinned leaning closer.

The boy blinked at him once.

"No, asshole."

Then he stepped around him and sauntered off. Agon sneered at his back, upset at being brushed off and rejected. He heard a groan and noted most of the trash gang was stumbling to their feet.

"Seems he showed you trash some mercy. But I'm pissed off right now with your stupid challenge."

He turned to the trash gang grinning as he cracked his neck. He'd make sure they all enjoyed a long visit in the hospital.

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"Hey Kitten."

Harry nearly kicked the annoying man. Sadly he dodged.

"What are you doing here asshole?" he hissed.

"Can't I come visit you?" The man asked charmingly.

"No. Get Lost."

"Don't be like that. How about a date tonight?"

"No."

"Why not?"

Harry smothered a sigh.

"I'm busy." He said simply.

"So you aren't not interested, just busy."

"Look here Kongo," Harry growled, "I'm not going on a date with you.'

Agon stayed silent a long moment and Harry gave a sigh hoping he had given in for the day. Suddenly he was picked up like a sack of potatoes and thrown over the boy's shoulder.

"You bastard! Put me down!" Harry hissed hitting the man's back.

"Not happening Kitten. I'm taking you out for dinner."

Harry soon found himself sitting at a restaurant table food being ordered. He sighed, and glanced about. They were in the back and he didn't really want to cause a scene escaping. He sighed again and decided he might as well take the free food, and allowed Agon the chat at him.

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"I heard you were messing with one of my people fucking dreads."

Agon snorted at Himura. Himura just stared at him, popping sugarless gum.

"So?"

"I don't like it when you mess with my people Agon." Himura said. "Because they're mine."

"Chill out trash." Agon dismissed easily. "Just dating him. Not going to rough him up or anything."

"Dating? Don't mock me fucking dreads. Why haven't you just got in his pants and ditched him?"

"The Hell Cat is to smart for that." Agon snorted. "He knows what I want and he's fighting. I'm wearing him down though."

"Potter Harry isn't a person who wears down easily fucking dreads."

"Huh? Isn't that a foreign name?"

"You didn't even know his name?" Himura cackled.

Agon glared at him.

"I knew Hari's name, just not the family name trash."

Himura snorted and pulled free his Devil's Notebook. Flipping the pages he came to the entry he wanted.

"Potter Harry. Moved here less then six months ago from Britain. Gotten in ten street fights, won all of them. Sent three men to the hospital. He has high friends. Friends high enough to shut the parents of the three guys up and to get him here while erasing all paper tracks."

Agon nodded to the info, not showing anything as he listened.

"Seems my Hell Cat gets more and more interesting.

"The men he put in the hospital were ones who hit on him. Better be careful fucking dreads." Himura cackled walking off.

Agon glared after the blonde then turned and headed off to search for his kitten.

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"So Kitten," Agon grinned, "How about we retire to my place?"

Hari turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Perhaps if you're good Agon."

Agon gaped as his kitten turned and continued his dinner. He'd been trying to get the boy back to his house for weeks now and he had just agreed? Agon somehow felt a bit mocked.

"Hey! Agon!"

He growled at the call recognizing Ikkyu's voice. Just great. The whole team was out for dinner after practice. Knowing them they'd all crowd around his table to join him and he'd never escape with his kitten just after his kitten had practically agreed to a sex filled night!

"Who is your friend Agon?" Unsui asked as he sat next to Agon, the rest of the team plopping down around them and at a nearby table.

"Kitten this is my trash brother." Agon growled annoyed. "Trash brother this is Kitten."

"Hari," Hari introduced himself. "Nice to finally meet you Unsui."

"Kitten?" Ikkyu laughed.

"Agon's ridiculous nickname for me." Hari shrugged.

"Nickname?" Unsui raised a brow at Agon.

"He's my date." Agon barked at his brother.

"A date? I didn't know you were gay!" Ikkyu yelped drawing most attention to him.

"I'm bi trash." Agon snarled.

"Now, now Agon." Hari smirked. "Remember, you have to be good."

Well shit. Kitten obviously saw them coming and knew this was going to happen. Now he was using it against Agon. Agon clenched his fists and grit his teeth. He just had to bare them long enough to eat and pay and get out. Then he'd have a wild night alone with his kitten.

Ikkyu really started to try his very limited patience though as he started to ramble. Unsui wasn't helping with all that smirking either. And Kitten was most definitely not helping as he ran a foot up Agon's leg.

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Harry hummed softly to himself as he walked down the street with Agon. Agon growled beside him, knuckles still bloody from where he had punched the table as his patience snapped.

"You really need to learn patience." Harry said. "Or at least learn how to tune people out."

"Not my fault my trash team-mates are so fucking loud." Agon snarled.

Harry chuckled. Agon snarled at him and Harry just grinned wider. He had to admit Agon had grown on him. The man was rude, and rough, and threatening, and possessive, and commanding but the bastard had grown on him all the same. Now if he would just drop the infernal nickname. But other then that Harry found himself enjoying the man's company and the man's attitude at most times. He liked having to fight against the teen's similar attitude and clashing over everything. It made their…relationship much more fun.

They were always fighting for dominance, though Harry knew he would be the one to submit in the end. Just as Harry knew they were not in a real relationship. He had caught Agon dating people on the side, tired and annoyed at Harry's resistance to his charms. And Harry knew that once Agon got what he wanted, which was sex, he would no longer court Harry, as odd as the courting was. Harry would most likely be seen as a sex buddy after that.

Harry wasn't really upset. He'd known all along what Agon had wanted, and that was not a romantic relationship. And that was fine with Harry because he didn't want one either.

"So, back to your place?" Harry said nonchalantly.

Agon stopped dead. Harry raised a brow at him and kept walking.

"The deal-"

"Was fun." Harry smirked. "Watching you try to be good while they nattered on was most amusing. Now are you coming?"

Agon smirked and picked him up once again tossing him on his shoulder.

"We're doing things my way though Kitten."

Harry snorted knowing he would be sore in the morning but trembling slightly in anticipation anyways.

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The End

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