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FAKE

Shattered
Illusions

by
Lady Dragonphire

Disclaimer: FAKE and its characters are the property of Sanami Matoh.

A/N:
Hello everyone and thank you for checking out my first AU fic. The story takes
place in an unspecified ancient land (slightly reminiscent of a medieval time,
but I think that the weapons used and the presence of warlords, kingdoms, etc.
might place it farther back. Please forgive any inaccuracies with
weaponry, attire, etc, for the sake of the fiction. The characters might
be slightly out of character, as I have adjusted them to portray heroes and
villains as called for in the situations that arise in the story. This
fic will have some psychological angst in it, as well as some citrus.
There is implied het and explicit yaoi.
This is a considerably darker fic than any of my previous stories, and it will
have some character deaths in it - you have been warned. However, despite
the harsh times that the characters live in, it will be a love story, although
there will be some manipulation, betrayal, and deceit in the chapters as well
as plot twists. Well, I always like trying something new and I love
foraging into previously untested waters, so let me know what you think of the story.
I would like to thank my Beta reader Nightstalker for all of her support and
encouragement. I hope you like the fic. Reviews are always
welcome. Thank you for reading and enjoy!

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Chapter 1. Destiny

The
sleekly muscular honey-blond haired man ran with a driving vengeance as the
sun�s morning rays beat down upon his broad back. Whether he was running towards something or
away from it, Ryo didn�t know. All he
knew was that he got a certain sense of satisfaction channeling his hatred and
anger into physical release. As his feet
pounded relentlessly against the dirt trail, he pushed his sweat-dampened bangs
out of his face, his mind staying absolutely focused on the task in front of
him. He was determined to beat his
previous time running from the campsite to the river and back.

As he
approached the familiar encampment, he slowed down, breathing heavily, and
walked over to the well. Ryo pulled up
the rope and was rewarded with a bucket full of cool water. He splashed some onto his flushed face and
held the bucket over his head, closing his gorgeous dark eyes and tilting the
bucket at a slight angle. Ryo dumped the
rest of the water over his supple body, capturing some of the refreshing liquid
on his parched lips and reveling in the sensation as the rivulets etched beaded
patterns over his sun-scorched skin.

His midnight eyes still closed, Ryo let himself
get lost in the wonderful sensations coursing throughout his steamy body. He did not notice the figure observing him
from behind the drawn curtain of the largest tent in the encampment. The platinum blonde man licked his lips in
satisfaction as he drank in the sight of Ryo reveling in the caress of the
water as it slid over his tanned skin.
Ryo looked delectable as he threw his head back in an attempt to shake
off any excess water before he walked over to his own tent, his daily training
regimen only just begun. Each toned
muscle was beautifully defined as the sunlight flickered against his lithe
body, accentuating and highlighting each perfect contour of his frame. Ryo was absolutely breathtaking.

Pulling
back the flap of his tent and preparing to step inside, Ryo stopped abruptly
when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He
was suddenly spun around to face none other than Berkley Rose, his superior
officer. The man�s predatory smile made
Ryo feel uneasy, and he averted his dark exotic eyes
as Rose continued to stare at him hungrily.
�Well, well, I see that all of your training is paying off beautifully,�
he said as his eyed up Ryo�s glistening body shamelessly.

Ryo
blushed at the underlying implication of the compliment, but nevertheless
decided to humor Rose. It was easier if
he just endured the man�s subtle overtures.
Otherwise, Rose would just find some excuse to get what he wanted later
anyway. The less time Ryo had to spend
alone with Rose, the better. Steeling
his jaw, he politely replied, �Yes, I�ve been able to cut off two more minutes
from last week.� Sensing
that the blonde man was waiting for something more, Ryo shifted uneasily from
one foot to the other and continued.
�I believe that I am almost fully recovered from my encounter with the
last target,� he ventured softly, ruefully surveying the scar that ran across
his left thigh.

�Remember,
next time you must not fail. The job of
an assassin depends on stealth as well as skill, both of which you
possess. However, you must immediately
go in for the kill, without hesitation, without sparing a thought for the
intended target. Otherwise, you
compromise yourself as well as the mission,� Rose said firmly.

�I
understand,� Ryo said solemnly. �Will
that be all? I really must get back to
my training,� he said as he turned around at the entrance to his tent.

�Yes � for
now,� Rose hinted provocatively as he moved back to let Ryo enter his
tent. He had big plans for the gorgeous
man standing before him. He grinned
evilly as he moved away. He had to keep
up his reputation as a ruthless warlord.
Now with his most promising student almost fully recovered, everything
was going exactly as planned.

Ryo walked
over to his vast supply arsenal and chose a bow from the array of different
weapons present, slinging a sheath of arrows across his back as he sighed
deeply. He reflected how he had come
upon this path in his life. He was not a
killer by nature, but in this tumultuous world, one had to learn to kill just
to survive. He only tolerated Rose�s
overtures because the man had skill for what Ryo desired � revenge. He wanted to hone his body into the perfect
killing machine, the ultimate weapon. He
wanted to bring death to the person who had inflicted death upon his
family. That was all he cared about
now. That was all he lived for. The evildoers in this world would pay for
their crimes with their lives.

After the
deaths of Ryo�s parents, Rose had been kind enough to take him in. He had happened to come across Ryo kneeling
next to the bodies of his parents who had been so brutally slaughtered,
drenched in their blood. Ryo had been so
young then, only eighteen. Rose had
leaned down next to the young man and had put a comforting arm around his
shoulders. Ryo,
grateful for any form of kindness in this cruel world, had let himself get lost
in the comfort of Rose�s arms.
When Ryo�s sobs had diminished, he had looked up into the cold blue eyes
of his redeemer. Surely this man had
been sent to him for a reason, Ryo reflected.
He believed in the power of fate and respected the rule that it exerted
over all with an unyielding iron fist.
Fate bent to accommodate the whim of neither a
mighty king nor that of a small child.
Fate was cruel, and once her mind was made up as to the course of
events, nothing could alter her decision.
One could only hope to take small comfort in knowing that all things,
good or bad, would eventually come to an end.
Nothing lasts forever.

Ryo
continued his musings as he walked to the archery range, his mind deep in
thought. Rose watched him walk off and
sauntered over to his own tent. As he
entered, a pair of manicured hands encircled him from behind and he felt the
unmistakably familiar soft flesh of a woman press up against his back. �Why do you torture yourself so, chasing
after something that you know you�ll never get?
I can offer you all you�ve ever wanted and more.� The sultry voice next to his ear dripped with
temptation as Rose turned around to kiss Diana with a harsh intensity. After all, she was his most trusted
companion. Fiercely loyal and blindly
devoted, she was a welcome distraction from the handsome honey-blond man who
always shied away from his advances.
Rose continued to punish Diana�s yielding mouth with his vituperous tongue as he pushed her roughly onto the bed and
pinned her arms at her sides.

�I�m not
in the mood,� he said flatly as he suddenly broke the heated kiss, turning his
head away and walking over to the table on which various maps of the
surrounding territories were located. He
opened one up and began to pour over it intently, muttering to himself and
making notes on a piece of parchment that lay nearby.

�It seems
that you�re never in the mood now that Ryo�s wound has fully healed,� Diana
pouted, used to the way Rose always brushed her off despite her seductive advances
but not liking it anyway. Now, however,
there was an underlying element present in the harsh kiss that he had bestowed
upon her. She could not decipher what it
was, but it disturbed her. The silent
rage behind Rose�s icy blue eyes only seemed to gleam brighter as his
long-awaited plans were falling into place.

Frustrated
that Rose had ignored her pointed comment, Diana got up off of the bed and
slipped on her clothing, walking swiftly past Rose and out into the
sunshine. No matter what she did or how
many times she had proven herself, she still felt that it was never enough for
Rose. She had succeeded in earning his
trust and respect, but she had never received what she longed for most from him
� his love. Rose glanced up briefly at
the flutter of the tent flap, but otherwise did not heed her departure. He had work to do, and he could not afford to
be distracted at this critical stage in the game. Everything was set. Now, all he had left to do was to place the
success of his plans into the hands of the only man who could even have a
remote chance of succeeding in killing the next target. His actions would determine whether Rose
succeeded or failed at his lifelong ambition.
However, he had trained him well, both in body and mind. Ryo would not dare fail him now. Not when the bonds of loyalty and trust
supposedly existed so strongly between them.
To his delight, Ryo had made it a personal vendetta to take revenge
against the man who had killed his parents.
Now, if only destiny would not interfere with his well-laid plans.

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Ryo
positioned the taut bowstring in battle stance and fitted an arrow against
it. Focusing on his target, he pulled
the arrow back and exhaled, expertly taking aim and letting go. The arrow flew straight and true and hit the
bull�s eye in one fluid motion, splintering the previous arrow that occupied
the same space into two halves.

�Nice
work. You�re the best long-range shot in
the camp,� Rose said appreciatively as he approached Ryo and handed the
handsome man a scroll tied with a brown string.

�What�s
this?� Ryo asked, unfurling the parchment and scanning Rose�s distinctive
script with his sharp eyes.

�All of
the information that you�ll need concerning your next target. This time I�m counting on you not to
fail. This mission is vital to our
survival. Fail and our whole way of life
as we know it will be irreparably destroyed,� Rose said ominously.

�I
understand, but who is this man that you want me to eliminate so badly?� Ryo
asked, his deep midnight eyes glancing up to meet Rose�s
intense gaze.

�The man
who rules this land, and the one who killed your
parents � Dee Laytner.�

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