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Title:� The Epic

Chapter:� 14/ many

Authors:� Kyo-chan and
Koko-chan

Genre:� Shounen-ai

Disclaimers:� We do
not own the characters or the series.�
They belong to Kyo Shirodaira
and Eita Mizuno.� This fanfiction is
written by fans purely for the enjoyment of fans.

Summary:� Eyes and
Kousuke learn the hard way that being alone with Kanone is dangerous.

~*~

�� Kanone
walked quietly down the hall of the 23^rd floor, noting with some
satisfaction that no one was around.�
Narumi Ayumu had stayed on the floor below, obviously trying to gather
his composure.� Eyes was preparing for
his concert.� Rio
and Riku seemed to have vanished utterly into some hidden corner of the
building.� He had already whispered a
spell to keep Jhette�s prying sensors trained away from him for a while.

�� And his
quarry was sitting alone and defenseless behind the door marked with a red
biohazard sign.� Kanone had a great many
questions that he had brought with him to Japan in regard to the connection
between Ayumu and Kousuke, but Ayumu had been less than forthcoming.� So, Kanone would now drag the answers out of
the nekojin.� And unlike with the unknown
variable that was Ayumu, there was no reason for subtlety or gentleness with Kousuke.� Not that he was in any way leaning towards
such merciful feelings with the redhead, anyway.� Not with the fool daring to approach Eyes and
try to steal him away.

�� Such
insolence had to be punished, however indirectly and quietly.

�� Kanone
pushed open the door, moving as silently as only one of his bloodline
could.� Vampires could move with a
stealth that fooled even the sharp senses of the animal spirits, and he used
that now to get inside the room without Asazuki noticing and possibly making an
outcry.� Kanone didn�t want anyone to
think he had done anything untoward, after all.

�� He actually
got within five feet of the nekojin before he realized he wasn�t alone,
something that Kanone was rather smug about.�
Kousuke simply was too wrapped up in the files he was reading, sipping
at a can of soda and curled up on the wide windowsill, to notice his presence
until it was too late.

�� The redhead
looked up, his eyes widening in surprise, and yes, even a little fear, his
mouth opening to either yell or ask questions.�
But he froze for a split second in shock as Kanone moved as quickly as a
striking serpent, the magic in his soul gathering in his hand.� That split second was the redhead�s
undoing.� Before Kousuke could do much
more than get half to standing, Kanone had driven that hand deep into Kousuke�s
chest, taking hold not of the redhead�s heart, but of his soul.� He pulled it out of the body with a jerk, and
watched in satisfaction as the lanky frame fell limply to the floor like a
puppet that had had its strings severed, the soda slipping from the now
nerveless hand to spill on the wooden floor.

�� In Kanone�s
hand was a crimson ball of light, flickering in its anxiety, but helpless and
disoriented.� This was the German Blade
Child�s most prominent ability, to manipulate and read souls through his magic.� Since everything about a person was connected
through the soul, Kanone could get any information he wanted by reading
them.� Just as he
started to do now.� The color of
the soul itself was a sign of the person�s strongest quality.� In Kousuke�s case, he was unsuprised
to note the bright red hue of courage.�
But it was the deeper secrets and facts that he was most interested in.

�� The
information that he found rather startled him at first.� Kousuke wasn�t just a lover for Eyes.� The stupid feline was actually in love
with him.� That was a foolish thing for a
Blade Child, but Asazuki hadn�t cared, and his gift of empathy, awakened early,
had just helped to solidify that love.�
It didn�t even seem to matter to the redhead that Eyes obviously did not
return the feelings past a certain level of caring!

�� There was
also need and lust for Narumi Ayumu, but in both quantities and qualities of
such emotions that promised an equal love if the conditions were right.� But there were memories of Ayumu being
frightened and shocked by the possibility of being with Eyes and Kousuke in
such a capacity, and of the younger brunet declaring himself
to be quite straight.� It was unlikely
that love would ever be returned here, either, and yet Kousuke still insisted
on caring.� In Kanone�s opinion, that
made him twice the fool.

�� The Web was
exactly that, a web made up from the mind, heart, and soul of those that were
joined in it.� Narumi Ayumu was a Mindbreaker, as Kanone had feared, and his bond to Kousuke
as the Empathic Pillar was near unbreakable now, it was so deep.

�� But what
made Kanone want to snarl with jealous rage was that Eyes was also part of this
Web already, and thus sealed off from Fate.�
He was the Telepathic Pillar, but the bond wasn�t quite as strong as
Asazuki�s.� It was newer, for one thing,
and Eyes didn�t have quite as much contact with Ayumu as Kousuke did.� But it was still there, a part of the one
thing that could disrupt the fate of the Blade Children.

�� Narumi
Ayumu, for all that he didn�t understand just what he had
done, was now officially a threat.� If
Kanone could not somehow persuade him to withdraw from the Web and let it
collapse in on itself, he would have to be removed forcefully.

�� Kanone
sighed in exasperation.� Hizumi had warned him that Eyes would just muddle things if
left to follow his little quest without a proper leash, but had he
listened?� No, and now there was a mess
to clean up.� Wonderful.� But first things first, he had to decide what
to do with Asazuki.� Kanone already knew
that he wouldn�t remember this, because none of the people he�d ever extracted
the souls from remembered it later.�

�� He was
sorely tempted to just crush the little ball of ruby light in his palm,
destroying the boy and leaving nothing but a shell to waste away slowly.� It would have served him right for daring to
touch what was not his.� However, he also
knew that the Web would protect Asazuki from any such thing, as it had done to
keep him from being swallowed by Fate and out of Hizumi�s
grasp.� Forcing his way past the Web to
kill Asazuki would take altogether too much power and effort, not to mention
alert the other two members of the Web that something was amiss.

�� Kanone
regretfully resigned himself to the fact that killing Asazuki right now was
out.� He glanced down at the soulless
body, with its empty green-gold eyes staring into space, and absently noted
that in that state Kousuke was actually mildly attractive.� That annoying smirk and frustrating spark of
mischief in the eyes was gone, leaving him with the appearance more fitting to
one of his type.� He made a much better
doll than person, in his opinion.� It was
really a pity he couldn�t keep him that way.�
He knew that the moment the redhead woke up, he�d be doing his best to
disturb Kanone�s advances on Eyes again, as he and that dratted wench Riku had
been doing for the last several days.

�� At least
Riku would probably be elsewhere for the rest of the evening, but once Kousuke
woke up�

�� Well, there
was the answer!� And not only would it
keep Kousuke out of his hair, but it would make a very effective test to see
just how deeply under Eyes�s skin the little pest had already gotten!� Kanone smirked to himself and knelt down by
the still body, carefully replacing the soul that he had removed, watching as Kousuke
slowly regained consciousness and control of his body.� But once again, before the redheaded Blade
Child could cry out for help or even ask what had happened, Kanone caught his
eyes with his own amber-brown gaze.

�� Like any
powerful vampire, Kanone had the ability to roll over and control other
people�s minds, and he used that ability now as he gazed into fearful orbs of
summer-laced green.� Kousuke tried to
fight, of course, but his mind and body were both still fatigued and weakened
from the ordeals that he had been through with Samantha Gray, and was no real
match for Kanone�s strength.� The
Englishman had him in his thrall in seconds.

�� Sleep, Kousuke,�
was all he said, but it was more than enough.�
Against his will, Kousuke�s eyes fluttered closed, his body once more
going limp against the floor as he slipped into a deep sleep, and he would
remain so for at least twelve hours, if not more, and the conventional means of
waking him would be useless.� Oh, it
wouldn�t stand up to a real shock or someone who had a deep connection with
him, but Kanone rather doubted anyone would think to try such things.� Not when everyone knew that Kousuke had still
been recovering, and that there were still concerns about his health.

�� And with Kousuke
trapped in sleep, there would be no one to interrupt his time with Eyes.

�� Smiling to
himself, Kanone got up and walked to the door as silently as he had entered,
but left it open.� He took a position
outside it, as if he had just opened the door himself to talk to Kousuke, and
then schooled his face into one of mild concern.� At the same time as he dropped the spell to
delude Jhette, he raised his voice to call for help�

~*~

�� "Eyes! Asazuki's collapsed!" Kanone's voice rang
through the halls, cutting across the sound of the musician's piano. But the
shout wasn't the only sign that something was wrong. On the web, Kousuke's
presence had faded to almost nothing, just the barest sense of his aura.

�� Down in the
garage, Jhette had also given the alert to Riku.

�� Eyes
immediately quit playing and bolted up from the piano. He'd made a move to run
to the redhead, but stopped himself before he reached the door to the hallway.
He couldn't run...as much as he hated it, he couldn't give Kanone any fuel to
go after Kousuke. It was bad enough that he was already questioning why it was Kanone
that had "discovered" Kousuke's collapse. He took a deep breath and
made a quick, but not panicked, pace to the other Blade Child's room, his face
schooled into a careful mask of mild concern. Approaching Kanone, he peered
into the room. "What happened?"

�� Kanone
shook his head. "No idea. Little Narumi wouldn't tell me much about his
connection to Asazuki, so I came to ask him about it. But he didn't answer when
I knocked, so I opened the door and found him like that," he said,
gesturing to the crumpled figure.

�� It was a
story that made sense, but not one that Eyes would believe until he knew the
real truth, and he hoped that Jhette had been watching. Sighing as if Kousuke
had done something he shouldn't have, Eyes stepped into the room to pick up the
redhead from the floor.

�� Riku was
coming through the front door as Eyes moved him to the bed, coming up alongside
of Kanone. She was mercurial by nature, so it showed suspicion in her eyes when
she glanced from Kanone to Kousuke.

�� Rio came in right behind Riku, and nudged the girl to
keep that suspicion from becoming too obvious. She was worried when Kousuke
didn't even twitch as Eyes moved him. Sure, Kousuke could sleep through a train
wreck, but not if someone touched him.

�� Eyes was thinking the same, but he let nothing show on his
face. Riku took a silent, deep breath to calm herself,
watching as the Englishman placed Kousuke on the bed, trying once to rouse him
with a nudge. He frowned slightly when the other didn't even stir, but he
wouldn't make a show of things until Kanone was gone. "If he was
overworking himself, he'll need to rest." He came to the door, making a
motion to wave everyone away from it as he shut it.

�� Rio bit her lip. "I think we should have someone
stay with him, Eyes. Just in case. Him passing out for
seemingly no reason like that makes me nervous."

�� Kanone
nodded. "She's right, Eyes. Riku-san, you two seemed to have a good
relationship going. Would you mind watching him?" he asked her, inwardly
smirking. This was turning out better than he had planned. This would get rid
of both major interlopers.

�� Snake.. Riku couldn't help thinking, but she nodded her head.
"I'll keep watch on the annoying bastard." She resisted the urge to
slam her elbow into Kanone's chest as she brushed past him, going into the room
and shutting the door behind her.

�� Rio silently applauded her restraint and helplessly
watched as Kanone followed Eyes back to the music room. There was a definite
'don't follow' air, and she knew that ignoring that would get her in a lot of
trouble. But she couldn't help worrying about Eyes.

�� A hand fell
to her shoulder as the door to the music room clicked closed.

�� "What's
going on?" Ayumu asked, frowning at the way the place seemed so closed off
and Rio looked less than happy about it.

�� Rio glanced up at him, agate-gray eyes showing her worry.
"Kousuke collapsed, Riku's been asked to watch him, and Kanone's alone
with Eyes."

�� The
brunette let out a quiet sigh. "It sure doesn't take long for things to
get complicated, does it? I knew something was wrong." He neglected to
mention how he knew, since he hadn't been sure if that 'sense' of
Kousuke fading to a dull presence in the back of his mind had just been his
imagination. Apparently, it hadn't been.

�� "It's
very complicated, and I don't have any way of fixing it."
the young woman sighed. "It worries me that Kanone was the one to find
him. But there doesn't seem to be any sign of violence or that Kanone did
anything but open the door."

�� "Isn't
there a way that Jhette-san could have seen what happened?" He squeezed
her shoulder reassuringly.

�� Rio sighed. "He didn't say anything, so we can only
assume he didn't see anything. Poor Jhette's been a little glitchy
the last few days. He had a malfunction of some sort, and it really scrambled
some things."

�� "Great.." Ayumu shook his head. "Come on,
help me put the leftovers away. Unless we see anything else out of the
ordinary, we can't just barge in and make something out of nothing. Give the
enemy room to make his own mistakes."

�� Rio glanced at him and gave a weak smile as she moved to
help. "I don't want to risk offending you, but you're thinking more and
more like a Blade Child."

�� "I'm
beginning to think that I have no other choice. No offense taken."

�� Rio nodded and helped to put away the leftovers,
wondering if she could sneak back in later and steal
them all to hide in her room for snacking. For Ayumu's cooking, she'd risk
Riku's wrath.

~*~

�� Eyes more
than wished that Kanone would have left after he realised
that he wouldn't be able to get the answers he wanted now. It was too much to
ask for to have a chance to look over Kousuke himself and get the reassurance
that the redhead was all right. Instead, he felt the walls, spacious though
they were, closing in on him the moment Kanone shut
the door behind them. Game on.

�� "Well,
I'll certainly say that your home is quite active. This is the first time alone
we've had since I got here." Kanone murmured. And that took more work
than it should have...

�� I should
have known you'd use Kousuke's collapse to get to me... which makes me believe
your story less and less.. "So it seems. Did
you enjoy Little Narumi's cooking?" Eyes asked quietly, wandering over to
the windows and staring out like he was prone to do when he was thinking. He
could see Kanone's reflection in the glass.

�� Kanone
nodded. "He should open a restaurant. He'd be rich within a year with
cooking like that." Kanone knew Eyes was watching him, and met his eyes in
the reflective surface of the mirror.

�� "Let
him get out of high school first, I think that would be better for him."
Eyes didn't look away, somehow getting the impression that this was the safest
way to hold gazes with Kanone right now.

�� Though what
counted as 'safe' really didn't apply when it came to Kanone. He had no problem
approaching while Eyes was watching him. "Maybe, but many people begin
their life's work before getting out of high school. After all, every Blade
Child in the world has."

�� "I
would think that having to survive what he's been thrown into lately counts as
life work at this point." Eyes braced himself,
body very still as Kanone got closer. That phantom ache in his side nudged at
him, but he tried to ignore it, knowing that the bigger problem was the man
closing the distance between them.

�� Kanone
chuckled. "Well, you were the one who decided that the tests needed to be
potentially lethal." He reached up and ran light fingers down one bare
arm. "Though if you were looking for the key to Fate, that seems rather
counterproductive."

�� Involuntarily,
Eyes shivered. "Not if he survived. We knew that if he was too weak to
withstand what we could give him, he was not suited to fight Fate
regardless."

�� "Saa, do you plan everything in your life around fighting Fate,
Eyes?" Kanone sighed, turning to look at the silver-haired boy. He reached
up to run a hand through the shimmering hair, smiling a little at its silky
texture. "If you obsess too much, you'll just exhaust yourself."

�� Eyes could
ignore the pleasant tingle going down his spine for only a moment to answer.
"And if I stop to rest, it might overtake me before I even realise it. You made me aware of what I was, and yet you
always seem so surprised that I'd deny it with everything I am. I never understood
how you could resign yourself to a life that was not your own planning."

�� Kanone
smiled and let his fingers trail from the hair down that pale neck, just the
barest whisper of a touch. "To each their own, I
suppose."

�� Eyes
wondered if he could back away without being obvious and quickly came to a
negative answer. "Then I suppose we are even then." He wanted to say
equal, but he knew that Kanone would find some clever way to refute that.

�� "Perhaps,
but tonight I think I'd like to think of something besides Fate." He moved
quickly, managing to push Eyes up against the window and pinning him there,
gazing deep into startled blue eyes, his hands on those sensitive hips. With
luck, this time they wouldn't be interrupted.

�� Eyes stared
back at Kanone, an icy anger deep within those blue depths. To his chagrin, it
was a desirious hatred,
provoked by the way that Kanone assumed he could be this close anymore.
"That's a first."

�� "Not
really. I wasn't thinking of Fate the first time I made you mine." Kanone
murmured, secretly amused at the anger. He'd let his pet run free for a touch
too long, but it was easy to fix. He knew exactly how to make all that anger
and all the fear turn in on itself and become desire, and he started the
process now, just by tightening his hold on those narrow but sensitive hips.

�� Eyes's lips
tightened to a thin line as he tried to fight back another shiver of pleasure
at the possessive grip. Kanone had broken him in too well when he hadn't had a
chance to stop it, and he hated that reality more than he cared to admit.
"That was a long time ago, Kanone," he murmured softly, arching a
little against the window without thinking of it, hips rising into Kanone's
hands.

�� "Not
that long," Kanone replied, using that arch to slide one hand to the
musician's lower back, kneading lightly at the area. Kanone's eyes narrowed,
the hold going a little posessive as he leaned in
closer, only inches away from the other. "You are mine, Eyes. And
you will be so long as you still respond to me. No matter what sort of bonds
others place on you." The last was an allusion to what he'd learned from
Asazuki, but purposely vague to keep Eyes guessing what he meant. There was no
way for the musician to tell if he was talking about knowing about the Web, his
involvement with Kousuke, or something else entirely.
And the fact that Eyes had hidden things from him on all counts would keep him
off balance and vulnerable.

�� Eyes tried
to flatten himself against the glass, which was a moot
point now that Kanone held him by the small of his back as well. "I'm not
property to be owned, Kanone. I'm only yours if that's what I choose." God
but the warmth that spread out from the brunette's touch burned him.
"Sooner or later...you'll have to let go.."

�� "Then
I merely have to make sure that I am the only choice for you." Kanone
murmured, the mild threat punctuated by how Kanone dug his nails into the small
of Eyes's back. The other hand trailed upwards, moving towards the musician's
shoulders. "There is no one who knows you or your body
as well as I do, Eyes. Most would give a great deal to say that about a
lover."

�� A soft,
shaky breath was taken in through thin, trembling lips. Eyes let his head tip
back just a little, but not enough that he couldn't focus on Kanone's darkly
smug expression. "What you learned came from taking advantage of my needs,
Kanone. You made sure I had a reason to come to you, and then took what you
wanted, giving me answers only when I pleased you most."

�� "Most
of the answers were not ones you needed to hear." Kanone replied, running
his hand over Eyes's shoulder, knowing he had no defense against that one
thing. "And I plan on making sure you always have a reason to come back to
me. You are one treasure that I would be insane to let be stolen from me."
He finally closed the small gap between them, pressing his lips against Eyes's
in a hard and posessive kiss.

�� Eyes
mentally cursed, his hands coming up to press against Kanone's chest, but there
was no strength behind them. He wanted to push the other away, make sure that
he didn't get close enough to feel how frantically his heart beat now. It felt
as if Kanone's power over him melted him from within, and it made him feel even
more like a traitor to Kousuke. He was afraid...not only of what Kanone could do
to him, but what Kousuke would think of him after. His own body acted without
him, Kanone's presence and actions acting like a trigger to things he'd tried
to forget.

�� Kanone
smiled into the kiss, pleased at the conflicting signals he got from Eyes's body,
hinting at both the need and the fear. No matter who Eyes tried to give it to,
Kanone knew he still had an iron grip around Eyes's heart. He let his hands
wander, sliding under Eyes's vest to touch the skin just so, fanning the
sparks of desire into a flame. I have you now, Eyes...

�� ...no... I can't let this happen again... But already,
the spell had been worked over him, and his fingers curled in Kanone's shirt.
Once more, he tried to push away, but when those skilled fingers began to
gracefully attack skin, he couldn't do it.

�� Ayumu's head snapped up
from the leftovers he'd finally gotten the appetite to try again, and he
lowered his chopsticks slowly. Trying to identify the sudden fear in the back
of his mind was a little bit easier once he realised it
wasn't his own emotion. His amber eyes fixed on the closed doorway at the end
of the hall.

�� Kanone broke the kiss, instead
attacking Eyes's neck with the same expertise that he used with the rest of
Eyes's body. His hands continued to glide over the pale skin, reaching the
sensitive area at the base of his spine, where he dug his nails in, just a
little. He could feel how the normally cool skin was heating up with arousal,
and knew it was only moments before Eyes's control shattered completely.

�� Rio looked up from her own pilferings
of the leftovers to gaze worriedly at Ayumu. "Little Narumi? Daijobu?"

�� "Rutherford," was all the brunette would say before
he took off at a fast stride down the hallway.

�� Rio watched Ayumu take off, and while tempted to follow
him, she thought better of it. Kanone was going to be angry, and she'd rather
it was at someone not under his authority, however tenuous. He'd have a
far harder time getting back at Ayumu than at her. Instead, she decided to
start the process of damage control. She walked to the door of Kousuke's room
and knocked, but didn't bother to open the door. "Riku, wake Kousuke up! I
don't care how, but do it! Eyes will need him!"

�� Riku
cracked her knuckles nervously. She'd tried shaking Kousuke, pinching him, even
smacking him a couple of times to wake him and it hadn't worked. This sleep
wasn't something normal. "Rio.
Get me a bucket and some ice."

�� "Kanone....don't..."
Eyes gasped, already panting as he felt himself break down into the fragile
core that Kanone had taken for himself before. He couldn't hold on much longer,
the realisation that he was trapped here alone, with
nothing to come between them this time, hit him hard, and he looked away from
those piercing dark eyes.

��

�� "Shhh," Kanone soothed, moving down Eyes's neck to
press a light kiss to the musician's fluttering pulse. "You'll enjoy this,
I promise." The fangs he normally kept hidden scraped against the delicate
skin, doing that much more to make Eyes's body burn, just because even if the
musician himself didn't want it, the body associated the feel of being bitten
with the pleasure from the encounter with Kousuke.

�� Blue eyes
widened almost impossibly as the silver-haired Blade Child realised
what Kanone was about to do. He squirmed to no avail, only moving himself
within those touches and possessive holds. "...stop...please..."

�� Kanone
silenced Eyes's protests by raking his nails over his lower back. It was, in
his opinion, high time that he marked Eyes properly.

�� Rio
ran and got the largest bucket she could find, filled it with ice, and than ran
cold water over it to help it melt faster. Then, with much cursing and claims
of how she was never going to forgive Kousuke if this didn't work, lugged it
back to his room and kicked the door open. "Here!"

�� Riku
grabbed the bucket from Rio and closed the
door behind them, having heard Kousuke brag about the room being soundproof.
She only hoped he was right.

"You're going to thank me for this later," she murmured before
dumping the entirety of the ice cold water on the unconscious redhead.

�� It was a
good thing that the room was soundproof, or they might have heard the shriek Kousuke
made in Australia.

�� "Well,
it's about time!" Riku said, dropping the pail and putting her hands on
her hips triumphantly.

�� Eyes knew better than to
scream. He knew that if he did, the consequences would likely be worse for
those around him if he did. It was the fear of that that kept him quiet, let
him turn his head in defeat, baring his neck for Kanone.

�� "Call me crazy,
Hilbert-san, but I get the distinct impression that Rutherford
isn't interested."

�� Kanone whirled, glaring at
Ayumu as he leaned casually in the doorway. "Didn't your mother ever teach
you to knock?" he growled.

�� Ayumu tilted his head.
"About as well as yours taught you the meaning of the word 'no'."

�� "Little
Narumi," Eyes said breathlessly, trying to regain his composure. His voice
was a mixture of embarrassment and reprimand, but something a little more than
that.

�� Kanone recognized that unknown
element, even if the other two didn't, and it just made him angrier. Eyes held
the same interest in Ayumu that Asazuki did. I will have to think up
something...special for Narumi Ayumu. He's definitely overstepped his
bounds. "I don't feel the need to explain myself to you." he
snapped, finally letting go of Eyes. The moment was over now, anyway.

�� Eyes
slumped against the glass for a moment, trying to catch his breath. That had
been too close, and he knew that Kanone was angry. He could feel it,
which only made him wish that Ayumu had never come to his aid.

�� "I
never asked you to explain yourself, Hilbert-san, but you should learn where
you're welcome and where you're not." Ayumu stood his ground for once,
knowing that because Eyes was so strong, feeling that kind of fear from him
deserved some kind of reaction.

�� Kanone's
eyes narrowed dangerously, and Ayumu got a glimpse of what it was that scared
the other Blade Children so much in those glittering umber eyes. However,
Kanone knew better than to just react out of anger. It was better to cool down
and plan accordingly. "So should you, Narumi Ayumu. So should you,"
he hissed, and stormed out of the room.

�� Ayumu
hadn't interrupted things to get a thank you, so when Eyes gave him a mixed
look of fear and something uncontrollable, then bolted out of the room, Ayumu
didn't stop him.

�� Eyes hurried into his room,
trying to make it to the bed, but he collapsed somewhere halfway there, hugging
himself and shaking. The fevered desire that had been brought to such a pitch
by Kanone was still there, tingling along his skin and burning deep in his
chest. He should be able to get his control back...Kanone was gone...

�� Back in Kousuke's
room, the redhead had finally calmed down from incoherant
swear words enough to give Riku a glare that could and probably did peel the
paint off walls. "Omae o korosu."
he growled, trying to wipe at his dripping face with an equally sodden sleeve. Why
was it always water?!

�� "Save
it, hothead...I was running out of nice ways to try and wake you up," Riku
growled back, something in her tone a little more husky than usual. She meant
business this time, and the look on her face detailed that the situation was
serious.

�� Kousuke
blinked, looking at himself. "I was asleep?" Sure enough, he was on
his bed, which was now just as soaked as he was. "Aw man, this is gonna take at least a week to dry out..."

�� "We
have more important things to worry about. What happened to you?"

�� The redhead
just looked soggy and confused. "What do you mean?"

�� "The bastard
downstairs told us that you'd passed out on the floor when he'd come to talk to
you. What were you doing?" She paced the floor.

�� "I
passed out...? Wait, Kanone found me passed out?! He was alone with my
defenseless body?!" Kousuke shuddered. "And I wasn't doing anything
but reading those files that we looted and drinking a soda." He glanced
over at the floor by the window. "Which is currently
ruining the finish on the wood floor."

�� Riku
frowned and crossed her arms. "We suspect foul play, but there's no proof.
Are you all right? Do you feel any pain?"

�� "I
feel fine. The last thing I remember is reading about how the Hunter got all
happy when she found she could interface Jhette with a machine with a
reasonable chance of survival. After that, I wake up soaked and fucking
cold."

�� Riku
sighed. "I guess we won't know then. Rio,
what was happening with Eyes-san that he needed Kousuke awake so quickly?"

�� Rio looked really unhappy. "Kanone got Eyes alone.
Little Narumi ran off to save the day, but I think we can all guess what shape
Eyes will be in, regardless."

�� Kousuke
went pale, then growled as he struggled off the bed, forgetting that he was
wet, cold, or that he'd supposedly passed out for no reason and been found by
Kanone of all people. All that mattered now was that Eyes was going to need
him, and that if Kanone was still anywhere near him, there was going to be
bloodshed.

�� Riku helped
him to his feet, going to the door and opening it just in time to see Ayumu
passing by. He glanced at her and then at Rio,
who wasn't far behind. "He's gone."

�� Kousuke
could feel Eyes, now that he was more alert, and his heart ached at the tangled
knot of fear, lust, and self-hatred. But he didn't sense Kanone near him, and
from what Rio said,
that was Ayumu's doing. Not caring about the state of his sodden clothes, he
pulled the brunette into a rather squishy hug. "Thanks," he
whispered, then let go to run past and down the hall, needing to find his
lover.

�� Ayumu
sighed and shook off the excess water that had been transferred to him in the
embrace. "Seems to be all in a day's work for Narumi
Ayumu." Shaking his head, he decided that it was time for him to
leave.

�� Rio watched him go, thinking that if this kept up, she'd have to nominate Little Narumi for either sainthood or
superherodom.
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