I can't just leave the story like that. I took some time to make the events that took place sometime after the last chapter. And we get to see sweet little Kouha's point of view before Lover's Sacrifices is officially wrapped up. Enjoy readers!

I always had the rich red iron that fulfilled a flavor of cruel satisfaction. My knives brought this crimson drink to me which I would happily lick until there's none more. What made it rich was the beautiful sight of the bodies I'd gladly cut apart. The limps oozed enough of the sweet wine to fill a glass or two. Best yet it destroys my heart for the disgusting men who call my nature horrid. Each stab was for the times they ever tainted my heart in betrayal. Their blood was better than any other. Sometimes I take small portions of it as I take in their pitiful dying eyes. Little regret will tug on me, but I knew I could find more of them.

Many thought of me as a material to suit their pathetic needs. Entertainment, sex, and possession. The second they see me in the darkness I would embrace would turn them into petrified mice. Abandoning the love we shared they scurry from me or sting me with the words that fueled my anger. That was what I embodied myself into, though having my very love shouting it at me brings it to its worst.

This all trapped me in a loop I never seemed to escape from. My new form of existence that fed on solely blood made my monster walk beyond my control. It would rip apart the disgusting men I believed were the ones to set me free. If one man would bear acceptance for me it would stop.

Love could never as cruel as this...

The time I was in this hell they would never stand by my side...

But I still kept going...

Until he appeared...

Kouha lifted his eyes in a half conscious state. No sign of warmth touched any part of his body. His hand stranded on the bed in case it could be elsewhere near him. Feeling nothing but cold sheets he sat up. He groaned and navigated the room for the man responsible for leaving him alone in bed. His eyes fell on the clock, seeing that he slept in like a log. At least it was the best sleep he had in ages. No dreams that were fragments of the memories his old mind held. He got enough energy to cover himself in a pink robe that hung on the nightstand. He bundled in the fuzzy clothing and obtained a small book that was next to where the robe hung. He flipped the pages to an empty space his pen bookmarked. "Nothing today..." He recorded on the lines on top. He closed it after he finished and walked out the room.

No noise was heard when he went down the hallway, meaning everybody must be out. He still poked his head in his roommate's rooms finding no one in them. Beds perfectly made and no clutter on the floors. He had coffee in his mind so he carried his tired feet to the kitchen. A cat in a coat of bluish gray greeted him by the doorway with a long purr. He bent over and ran his hand on its back of softness, "Afternoon Ugo. Have you happened to see where my rascals went?"

As if the feline understood him it guided him to the living room. A pink note was stuck onto the low table begging to be read. The young man picked it up and read what looked to be his husband's writing:

Hey darling by the time you read this I'm outside somewhere. That means you gotta find me. It's not gonna be a hard scavenger hunt, it's only a few clues you have to find in order to get to me. I wish you luck, and don't take too long!

From Your Husband

P.S: First clue is where you dig for food. And be sure to wear something nice!

On the bottom of the note his roommates scribbled nonsense. He saw Judal's horrible stick people wearing goofy smiles; Aladdin's hearts hanging on the corners; Cassim's neat doodles of rabbits holding pastries. The note is something Kouha should hold onto, knowing the boys he loved expressed their creativity on it. It is nothing much, but to him it is a piece of a memory he needs. Kouha folded the note neatly and winked at Ugo, "Thanks, no wonder why Aladdin loves you so much." He returned to the kitchen where he searched through the fridge.

A small tupperware holding a note with string supporting it met his hands. He unraveled the small note and scanned the first clue. He was then dragged outside on the hunt for the rest of the notes. Sadly he had a bunch of casual clothing so he picked the best suited for a walk outside for instance. He had fancier ones back at the mansion but that is a place he is not returning to. The notes were all near each other in silly places. One was on the side of a trash can, while another is on a light pole. Exploring the bright campus he took in the beautiful multicolored trees around him. He stopped in the middle of the scenery. His eyes glowed as he raised them at the bright sky.

This is truly something he haven't felt in a long time. It's hard to tell if he is in a dream. He would tell himself that he should just live in its flow whether it is or not. No chain is holding him down so he can get a taste of the air he never had on his tongue before. The things that settled on it before are now poisonous to him. He hugged himself containing the tears that wanted to fall. He collected himself and scurried to his destination. He ended his walk in a park a few blocks from the campus. He faced a group of people by a pond in fancy clothing. They chatted happily holding small bright pink roses on each hand. A couple more were on a large glass table with drinks on it. He knew who they were, and didn't know what was going on. Is this some sort of party?

The color on his cheeks darkened by simply viewing his lover in a tuxedo like the other men in the area. A red tie hung along his collar with a rose in his chest pocket. No one else had the decoration except for him. His extremely handsome appearance caused Kouha's heart to thud rapidly. He nervously approached him wearing a loving smile, "Interesting to see you in that. Not bad." He gave a playful gaze on the outfit with a hum. Alibaba laid his hand on a heated cheek, "Thanks, but I think I might be wearing this only on- Hold on maybe not so I hope I don't ruin this..." The smirk on his lips hinted something Kouha of course knew right away. Again he had to hold his tears in. His eyes glowed in joy, "Ali..."

The blond lightly moved his hand along the shiny pink hair until he noticed Kouha's striped pink shirt and black pants. His eyebrows fell, "Shit, I forgot you didn't bring much of your clothes to my place. I'm sorry for not knowing until now."

"It's alright, at least one of us looks sexy," He tugged on Alibaba's collar.

Alibaba kissed his red cheek, "That would be you. And you know we'll go on about this for hours." Kouha hugged him close and laughed at his statement.

He whispered, "Babe."

Alibaba returned a whisper, "Hot stuff." They touched lips briefly and Alibaba raised a pair of pink roses up at the crowd. He spoke calmly, "Alright we can start the ceremony now."

He presented Kouha with the flowers, "Kouha, this is the time to lay your past at rest forever. Each of the roses here are the people you cut through in your life. Eight which were your former lovers and the rest are individuals. They are in need for you to set their lost souls free. A grave may be where the bodies lay but the spirits are still connected to you. Set them on the pond, and they will move on once they sink in there. This is where they will peacefully rest forever in forgiveness."

Kouha accepted the roses hesitantly. His tears dropped on them as he shook. He brought them close, "I'm sorry..."

Alibaba stroked his back, "Name the lovers for each of the eight roses." Kouha has to turn to his past. He only asked for his mind to bring the names forth. All of them labelled each face he remembered. The good of them were shyly crawling their way to the side. That's all, he spoke in his head. He focused on the blooms, "Jack and Deren." The pink haired man knelt to gently settle them on the surface. He moved on to Cassim and the man gave him the roses. "Angel and Noel," He said. The roses met the others on the water. He went to Aladdin, "Seth and Daniel." Hearing himself say the names of the lovers he killed pained his heart. He controlled his watery eyes otherwise he wouldn't be able to continue. He moved on to the last pair in Morgiana's hands, "Hunter and Jeff."

The pond was soon covered in the gorgeous flowers. Kouha had to stack the rest on top carefully. He accepted the knife Alibaba handed to him quietly. Holding it tightly he laid his eyes on the roses, "Since the days of youth blades like these stopped your breathing. However, they won't dare touch another from this day forward. All I hope is that you have the sweetest sleep in your resting place. The water will be your blanket, and the small creatures under will accompany you. I really wished I never chose the path of madness that hurt so many people. All I can do now is apologize and let you rest here."

"Please relax, you all went through so much in both your living and afterlife state. I will lock these weapons away to prove the purity I am in now. You will not see them anymore." He bowed and dropped the knife on the ground. He couldn't bear holding it any longer. His hand rested by the small hole where it was supposed to be buried. He forced his eyes shut and brought his shaking hands to bring it in there. The dirt covered it out of existence. Minutes were spent of him weeping into his hands.

Alibaba provided him space before embracing him. Everyone else stood in silence of sadness and respect. Kouha settled down and relaxed on his husband's chest. The blond rubbed the back of his head, "You did good honey." Kouha straightened his posture, "Thank you." He lifted his hand to the red rose safely glowing on his lover's chest. The rose is the only one that isn't leaving its place. Loud crying was heard in the back belonging to Judal surprisingly. The makeup on his eyes stained the handkerchief he wiped his watery face with. He took Aladdin as a source for comfort and had the teen laughing nervously. Everyone couldn't help but exchange laughs.

Hakuryuu rolled his eyes and took the handkerchief out of the crying man's hand, "You gotta be kidding me..."

Cassim glanced at what Hakuryuu saw as a useless rag, "That's a lot of makeup you're wearing."

Judal snapped his eyes away, "It's so I can look good, alright?" Cassim gripped the handle of a wine glass on the table. He cleared his throat and waved it in front of Alibaba. His brother hoisted Kouha to his feet and flushed, "Oh right." He offered the short man the beverage Cassim gave him. The short man examined it in his hands. A silver ring was on the bottom of the pink drink. Kouha was speechless and carefully downed the drink. He tipped the glass over and retrieved the pretty ring. He held it over his chest, "You shouldn't have Ali..."

Alibaba gently slid it on his wedding finger. Kouha peeked at a silver ring that was on his also. So many things ran in his mind that overwhelmed his delight. He slammed his lips on Alibaba's that caught the blond off guard. The grass below cushioned the couple's fall where they deepened their kiss. Everyone cheered and threw flower petals up in the air. The last bits in the baskets they tossed them from was jokingly poured onto the lovers. Once the kiss was finished the group posed for a picture in front of Titus who readied his camera. Aladdin pretended to drink two glasses of wine with Cassim; Judal wrapped his arms around Kouha and Alibaba giving a silly face; Hakuryuu, Morgiana, and Sphintus got in the middle, kneeling on the ground giggling. Titus pressed a button on his camera, "Okay get ready guys!"

He dashed to the group but tripped on his stomach at the last second. The camera flashed taking the photo of the memorable moment. A retake had to be made when he isn't tripping comically. For the afternoon everyone chatted outside enlightening happiness around them. The male who was supposed to be among this secluded himself by the edge of the pond eventually. He felt a need for having time to himself in his thoughts. After the ceremony the past of him felt like it vanished into the earth with the knife. It was wonderful, but strange he still believed that this is too good to be true. Treat after treat made him wonder if he is starting to fully get a hold of contentment to express his sanity.

I shouldn't worry…I'm free now.

A finger gently circled the cold surface of the water. Beneath the reflection of the sky the roses sat on the pond's muddy floor. Small fish swimming by would check the petals if they were safe to ingest. Some brushed their lips on the young male's finger and went on scavenging for food. "Feeling alright?" Hakuryuu joined next to him.

Kouha leaned back to view the sky. He closed his eyes, "I can't think straight at all. I feel like I'm new with all this which can be a bit too much. It's...so good."

Hakuryuu nodded, "I'm happy my brother is beginning to move on. Could be pretty tough at first, but soon it'll be worth it if you enjoy the things you are seeing now."

"You're talking to me like I'm the younger sibling here."

"We have a one year difference! And I'm just giving you advice since I dealt with the same thing too." Kouha formed an amused grin to display the enjoyment of the man's sensitivity. Hakuryuu soon saw it and tipped his body a little by a light shove. Kouha quickly got his balance back and decided to rest his head on his shoulder. He knows he is in the same shoes as him. However it might take longer to gather his new life together. The scarred man curved his arms around the shoulders, warming the man next to him. The two admired the setting sun touching the pink clouds; sounds of laughter sung in their ears. Kouha became too comfortable to leave his spot on the bed of lush green. "Seems like we arrived later than we expected..." It couldn't be. Pink eyes raised up to two older men standing next to him. Both had divine hair and eyes of red to present the close blood they share. One had an extremely tired expression of the sun rays bothering his sight. His hair tied in a long ponytail touched the middle of the black suit similar to his brother's. The other let his hair reach the nape of his neck with his calm eyes casted forward at the dome of cream. "En…Mei…" Kouha blinked.

"I'm disappointed you didn't say your farewells to your brothers and sisters. But it's good to see you loving your new home. You did well to surround yourself with people of good spirits," Kouen spoke to the male who slowly rose up. The pink haired male buried his face in his chest with his body shivering. "I'm sorry En and Mei...I'm s-sorry…" He couldn't do anything but apologize to the men he separated himself from for years. The clear clips of his brothers dealing with his silence of the monster controlling him played. He realized how much he regretted ignoring their persistence of supporting him in that stage. They never gave in…no matter what damage he did to them each time. The day he left the mansion his eyes didn't look at Kouen once. The gratitude from then is now seeping into him. His older brothers seated by Hakuryuu and accepted Kouha's pleads of forgiveness. The four watched the afternoon change its clothing of gold into a relaxing violet. Against the comfort he didn't pull away from Kouha drifted to a light sleep. Soothing touches on his back granted him pleasant images as he rested soundly.

Lover's Sacrifices