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Honey Glayzed

Chapter
1

High
School Confidential

(First
week of February)

Edward
stared at the screen with a deep scowl on his face. He watched as the
group wandered through their safe house. A reporter was speaking to
Rain's youngest brother. The boy was explaining that they were giving
his old toys to the house because he has a lot of them and these kids
had none. Ryo said that those who have a lot have to help those who
don't. “I have a lot of toys. Cause when I go shopping with
Da-Ryo and Da-Dee, they let me pick one toy to play with in the store
and if I behave myself when they get groceries or whatever, they buy
my toy.”

“So
you like helping those who don't have toys?” The reporter asked
Lyo who nodded.

“Not
just toys. They can have my old clothes too.” Lyo pointed to
the large bags behind him. “My dad Ryo said that those who
have, help those who don't. I think that's why he won't stop being a
detective even though Grandpa Laton wants him to be just a prince. He
helps people by making the city safe.”

“I'll
bet you want to be a detective just like your dad's huh?” The
reporter said with a jovial grin.

“Nope,”
Lyo announced proudly. “I'm going to be just like my mama and
my Grandpa Laton.” Ryo tried to hurry and get Lyo' mouth shut
before he said. “I'm going to be a dragon.” Ryo simply
laughed off the comment then assisted his youngest son in placing his
toys in the large collection bins.

Saint
Ryo.... Edward swallowed the disgust as he saw the beautiful man
beaming proudly at his son. And on Monday Rain would show up at
school as if nothing happened. He would be the cool dude on campus.
There was no way an otherwise bony little goth wannabe would be
cooler than he was. He could not stand it. Damn his dad for being
traded. Usually, having a pro-football player for a dad lead to all
sorts of high school perks. Add to that his dad's former military
status and he was the kid everyone wanted to be around. Now he was
all but ignored because he happened to go to the same school as Rain
Cloud Cornwall MacLean and his hulking big brother Bikky. “What're
you looking so gloomy for?”

Vinny,
Edward's longest friend who had followed him all the way to LA, sat
beside him. “That damn Rain and Bikky.” Edward fumed,
“Every day they do something to piss me off.”

“So
teach them a lesson,” Vinny laughed. “ Make that pretty
boy not so pretty.”

“Haven't
you heard,” Edward stared at the television. “Every one
who ever messes with them ends horrible. Either in jail, dead or
extradited.”

“What?”
Vinny looked at the newspaper clipping of one of George's former band
mates that was no longer allowed in the country at he same time if
George were here. “Well, if we are going to go out, may as well
do it big and for a good cause,” Vinny chuckled. “What
better cause than knocking them down a peg or two?” Vinny
stared at the beautiful face of Rain on the television screen glad
that his baggy pants hid his reaction to the star. The last think
Edward needed to know right now was that Vinny was thinking of
another big bang altogether.

“A
big bang.” Edward looked at his friend a slow smile creeping
over his face making the handsome young man something less than
human. “The biggest ever...”

Break

Rain
sighed heading back into the pet shop. He was finally free of
cameras, noise, practice, rehearsal and training. Now, he could
relax. Rain dropped the heavy coat and laughed to see Phillip waving
to he and Chris. Bikky was taking a few moments to get Lyo into his
little swim trunks. Rain dashed forward into the water disregarding
the seal that swam in fast arcs beside him. He could ignore rude
reporters he could forget dumb questions and just... Rain stopped
swimming and just lay back floating. He recalled the last article
that had reviewed his newest, soon to be released CD. 'Amazing vocal
work by the pint-sized lead singer. I had to buy several copies of
the CD cause my wife kept stealing mine. I need one for the car, one
for the house and one for the office. I hope this kid takes care of
his voice, it's the biggest thing on him and I anticipate any more
this band should produce.' Rain grumbled, surrounded himself with a
bubble of air and sank to the bottom of the water. Bikky looked after
him then sighed knowing he would be fine. Rain popped up a moment
later laughing. George's words stuck with him. “ If you react,
they win.”

Bikky
was soon leading Lyo into the water amidst the young boys squeals of
delight. Chris laughed carefree for the first time in a long while.
He might be younger than Bikky and Rain, but he would be a squire
soon enough. Chris swam as fast as he could catching Rain under the
water and dunking him in. Rain popped up sputtering shaking his head
laughing as droplets from his hair fell around them.

Break

Count
D lay back in bed glad that the Honlon had agreed to keep the
children for the afternoon. Aoi had begun to run around more and
asserting her right to the word 'no'. Andy had cheerfully informed
him that this was called the terrible twos for a reason. But, Count D
wondered, would it end then? Count D heard his bedroom door open and
close with a soft click. He smiled though he did not sit up. Leon. He
could tell it was him simply by the charge in the room. The response
of electric desire that skated over his skin at his proximity. It was
always the same.

Leon
could feel the heated stare from across the room. A smile tugged at
the corners of his mouth. Lately, Count D had seemed exhausted and
Leon had respected that. Count D rolled over onto his side his odd
colored eyes finding Leon's bright blue ones. “You're awake,”
Leon stated the obvious. “Why're you laying in bed?”

“Plain
to see.” Count D lay back stretching his long limbs. He turned
over his eyes melting Leon's insides with blatant invitation. “I
am waiting for you.” Leon reached up and tossed his shirt aside
walking to the bed with an assured stride. It was a stride that had
captured his interest the first time he saw it. Even when he thought
he was meant to hate and destroy all humans.

“The
waits over,” Leon reached him and climbed over the prone,
silk-clad form. “Baby, I'm here.”

Break

Ryo
looked at the file on his desk. “From the sound of that sigh,
I'd say you don't have any leads.” JJ entered the office as Ryo
rolled his eyes and tossed the file into a pile on the corner of his
desk that he would take home. “I feel the same,” JJ sat
in Dee's empty chair. “Where's the other half of this dynamic
duo?”

“Getting
our new assignment from the chief,” Ryo answered. “Some
acid rapper is coming to town and his people have requested that we
supply airport and hotel security throughout his two day engagement.”

“That's
gangster rapper honey,” Dee entered the room leaning to press a
kiss to Ryo's forehead. “He's a gangster rapper.” Ryo
startled as Dee slapped the folder onto the desk and sank into his
chair. “I told the chief that maybe we were not his wisest
choice to send to this guy, but he is determined. Normally I would be
flattered, now, I am just annoyed.” Dee picked up his coffee.
With a sigh he handed the cup to Ryo.

“Well
why?” Ryo handed the now steaming cup back to Dee. “Not
like we don't have experience guarding stars and royalty.”

“This
guy hates us!” Dee opened the folder. “Listen to his
music and every other lyric is about some damn homo.” Dee
rolled his eyes. “The chief had the nerve to suggest that I was
letting my sexuality get in the way of work.”

“You
kind of are,” Ryo smiled and Dee tried to look away from the
beautiful expression. “No matter how someone may feel about us,
or what they say, we have to do our jobs. No one said we have to talk
to the guy, just make sure he leaves the city alive and unharmed.”

Dee
really hated when Ryo made perfect sense. “Your logic can be
annoying, but you're so cute when you're right. I think I can forgive
you.” Dee placed his fingers on either side of Ryo's chin
pulling him in for a kiss. “We have to pick the boys up from
the shop today.”

“We
are working late remember. Count D said he'd keep them,” Ryo
read the article on the rapper his attention only half on Dee as he
sipped his tea.

“I
know, but after the new year we promised Bikky that, him being a
squire and all,” Dee shook his head. “That we would allow
them home without a sitter. He is sixteen, Rain nearly so. Alicia is
staying on Arcadia for a few days with Torcha and Laton, so, this
would be the perfect opportunity to keep our promise.”

“You're
serious about leaving them?” Ryo asked as Dee got to his feet.

“We
promised...” Dee admitted tossing Ryo his jacket. “Besides,
Vlad promised to hover near the house.”

Ryo's
relief seemed to lighten his mood. They were just to the door when a
small figure stopped them. Ryo smiled at the woman though his insides
tumbled. “Miss Dent.” Ryo brought a hand up to flip his
hair out of his eyes. “Good evening.” Marci stared at the
movement and could swear that she had never seen anything so
beautiful on a man. Ever since that night last year she had been
unable to stop thinking about him. The way he moved, the way he spoke
with authority to the security guard, the way he held his coat over
the unconscious boy; all things that made him seem so strong. Yet he
had wept as he stood in the rain watching his son's friend carted
away amidst flashing lights and blaring sirens. “Can we help
you?”

“Yes,
I have some files that need your signature.” Marci reached into
her briefcase. “The case against you,” Marci paused at
the narrowed eyes from both Ryo and Dee that met hers. “Is
being dismissed. I wanted you to sign off on it. I also have your
testimonies about the night Peter Carmichael was battered. Those need
signatures as well.” Marci waited while Ryo read the papers. He
was so beautiful, even behind those eyeglasses that he had placed on
his face. Ryo finished reading then handed them to Dee who read them
as well. They both nodded then leaned over the desk to affix their
signatures.

“All
right then,” Dee said scooping up the files from Ryo's desk.
“JJ, why don't you and Jill look over these, see if you get
anything and we'll do the same.” Dee took the files from JJ.
“Between all of us, we should be able to get these solved.”
Dee watched with some amusement as Marci's eyes followed Ryo down the
hall. “Hey babe,” Dee bumped his hips into Ryo. “You've
done it again.”

“What?”
Ryo asked slipping his glasses back into their case in his pocket.

“That
woman's in love with you.” Dee laughed at Ryo's perplexed
expression. “You're so cute.”

Break

Julie
posed in front of her mirror. She looked right, she looked left, then
full on. She could not figure I out. What was wrong with her? Even
her scars were fading thanks to the cream that Rain had given her to
rub on her arms. But so far, all Rain had done was touch her a few
times when he kissed her. “Maybe the young pretty just needs
time.” Julie screamed at the cool hand that touched the small
of her back. Even through her nightgown she felt the coldness of the
auburn haired young woman that smiled at her. Crystal bright topaz
eyes shone from the polished glass of the mirror. “I have come
to ask that you stay home from school tomorrow.”

“H...H...How
did you get into my room?” Julie looked around at th white clad
figure and her eyes fell on the open window. But why would someone
wearing a floor length white dress scale the walls just to tell her
to play hookie from school? “I have to go. With Rain's
schedule, the only time I really see him is at school.” Julie
pondered if that was why Rain had been so shy lately. “Why
should I stay home?”

“Known
to the pint sized oracle... The boys are already out of the shop, I
could call, but I don't know what Rain will do while his parents are
out.” Heaven sat down on the girls bed finding the lilac lace
adorable. “If you go revelations will be made.”

“Anything
about Rain is good,” Julie asserted. “I love him and I
know he loves me. We'll be fine.”

“So
you say...” Julie opened her mouth to say more gasping to find
herself alone in her bedroom.

Break

Bikky
loaded the last of the dishes into the dishwasher while he listened
to Rain singing as he wiped the tables down. The house seemed so
still, so quiet without Ryo and Dee. Bikky had asserted that they
could handle being home alone, but now that they actually were...
Bikky shook his head gathering Lyo's cup from the counter he rinsed
it then tossed it in before he turned on the machine. “Rain,
mind giving him his bath while I lock down the house?” Rain
nodded looked at the door with a sigh. Bikky saw the look. Perhaps it
boded ill. Rain had trouble sleeping if Ryo and Dee were not home.
More so if Ryo was not near. “No one's getting in here.”
Bikky assured his brother. If anyone even thought of hurting Rain,
they would have to kill him first. Seeing the look, Rain nodded.

He
was silly to be so worried. He could defend himself. Rain turned on
the water adding the blue bubbles that smelled like blueberries to
make the foaming bubbles that Lyo loved so much. Had it really been
over two years ago that he had come here. So much had changed. He had
changed. But deep down, perhaps he was that same boy. Lyo tossed his
clothes onto the floor and Rain dutifully picked them up to place
them in the hamper for Ryo to clean in the morning. No he was not
that same boy. Rain assured himself even as he made sure that Lyo
washed all of his little places helping with his back all the while
singing Lyo's favorite children's songs with him. He was stronger
now. Rain dipped the sponge several times to rinse Lyo off before he
gathered his little brother in a towel. “You go potty and get
your unders on,” Rain said while he turned his back to get the
boys pajamas. He thought he saw a swath of green eyes in the window
of the bathroom and tasted the air in and around the house.

A
simple trick, but one Bikky felt and responded to. “Rain!”
Bikky opened the door just as Lyo was pulling his underwear up.
“What's wrong?”

Rain
halted as he recognized Vlad's presence. Bikky was trying really hard
to prove himself. It would hurt him to know that Vlad was looking
after them. “Nothing, just checking is all.” Rain smiled
at Bikky then went to help Lyo into his pants and shirt. “Want
to play 'Fallen'?” Rain mentioned his new quest video game.
“It's a two person team quest searching for...” Rain
trailed off when Bikky laughed at him. “What?”

“Not
sleepy huh?” Bikky asked releasing his long, blond hair from
it's holder. “Alright, I'll hop a quick shower in dads room,
you use the tub in here. Meet downstairs after I get in my pj's.”
Bikky agreed taking Lyo to his room. Rain nodded looking again at
Vlad's eyes in the window, he closed the curtain. Vaguely he felt
laughter on the wind.

Break

Ryo
leaned back against the railing as Dee stood holding the sign. “What
kind of name is M's anyway?” Dee muttered still not pleased to
be expected to look after this particular star. Ryo shook his head in
disdain when Dee continued his muttering. “Well, better get
ready to play nice,” Dee motioned to the large crowd that
gathered as a plane prepared to unload. “He has his own
people,” Dee complained at the large men in dark suits and
sunglasses. “Though, with those things on, I don't know how
they can see in the night time to protect him.”

“Are
you going to complain, or are we going to work?” Ryo sassed
with his arms folded across his chest.

“One
more...” Dee looked around. “His hair cut looks funny,”
Dee pointed to one of the guards sporting a Mohawk with designs
etched into the sides of his head.

“I
wonder about you,” Ryo shook his head as they moved to the
front of the cavalcade clearing a path. Ryo stepped to the rapper
with his hand extended. “Hello, Mr. M's,” Ryo tried not
to feel silly as he said the name. It seemed like one of the cartoon
names from Lyo's shows. “I am Detective Randy MacLean, this is
my partner Detective Dee Laytner. We have been assigned to assist you
tonight.”

M's
looked down at the well tended hand. His eyes traveled up the arm to
the beautiful face. “You look prettier in person than you do on
television,” Were the first words he spoke as he shook the
hand. Ryo flushed lowering his head. “That wasn't a
compliment.” Ryo could not help it. He laughed finding he
actually agreed. “Look, there is a war with East and West
coast. Can you do the job you were assigned to do?”

“We
are a part of the best team there is,” Dee assured him shaking
his hand. “Tomorrow, when we clock out, you'll meet the rest of
them.” M's nodded his head as he walked with the large group
toward the waiting car that would take him to his hotel.

“Just
don't wait til you think I'm asleep and start bouncing outside my
door,” M's shuddered. “Nightmare inducing I swear.”

“I
bounce my baby when we're not on duty,” Dee winked at Ryo
wincing at the punch he received.

“Dude,”
M's gaped. “That looked like it hurt.” He stared between
the two detectives shocked that the smaller man seemed to bully Dee's
much larger self.

“You
have to watch the little ones,” Dee rubbed his arm. “They're
mean... He beats me. You should see in the gym at work when we have
to spar. I still h ave bruises.” M's had reservations about the
people being assigned to him. But they were putting him at ease. As
they left the airport Ryo's eyes scanned the farthest reaches of the
screaming crowd, while Dee checked the near.

“Wait
a sec,” M's said as his guards brought over a small blond
child. “The reason for the extra security.”

“Daddy!”
Ryo smiled down at the little girl that looked to be about Lyo's age.

“Holly,
say hello to the nice detectives.” Ryo bent down and kissed her
little knuckles. Ryo nodded his understanding. Dee flanked him while
they went to the car. They moved as if in a dance around each other,
opening the door and guarding him ignoring his people and assuring he
was looked after. M's sat back in the car after strapping his
daughter in her booster seat. Ryo sat back looking out of the window.
He had already called to check on the boys. They would be alright. He
hoped.

Break

Leon
knocked on the door of the hotel suite with a sigh. How come he and
Jill got the day part of this mission He had a two year old at home
driving D crazy. Well, he had better hurry up and go to relieve Ryo
and Dee. He was sure that Ryo still wanted to cook breakfast for his
boys before they went off to school. Leon scowled thinking of missing
the breakfast. The elevator door opened and he presented his badge
and pass to the hulking security officer. He walked down the
sumptuous hall till he found Dee sitting outside the door. “Morning,”
Leon waved then handed Dee the coffee cups that he knew had gone
cold. “Where's Ryo?”

“Standing
on the balcony inside.” Dee informed him sipping the coffee
with a grimace. “This is cold.”

“Maybe
if you're nice to Ryo he'll heat if for you,” Jill teased with
a laugh. Dee laughed along then stood to knock on the door. M's stood
there behind Ryo who opened the door. “Leon and I brought you
guys coffee.”

“It's
cold,” Dee informed him. “Mr. M's, this is detectives
Leon Orcot and Jill...” Dee yawned widely. “They will be
escorting you to your first set of interviews then through lunch.
Detective Jameson along with Agent Miaka will be here for the evening
meal and performance. We will return to see you safely back to your
plane.” Ryo sighed at the clear exhaustion he could hear in
Dee's voice.

“Come
on Dee,” Ryo hooked an arm around him. “Let's go home.”
M's looked after them. He had slept well last night despite having
Ryo in the room. Holly curled up next to him listening to Ryo hum.

Mini-Break

Julie
finished her practice with a sigh. That strange woman had been
wrong...she had to be. Today was just like any other day.

Break

Rain
yawned widely a smile on his face as he could feel Slyphe purring as
she pressed against his back. His entire body rumbled with her
enthusiasm. “Morning,” He rubbed behind her tufted ears.
“What time did Ryo and Dee get in?”

“About
half an hour ago,” Slyphe answered with a sigh. “Sausages...I
love when that man makes sausages.” Slyphe dragged her rough
tongue along her canines offering Rain a terrifying grin.

Rain
sat up and opened his door. He saw Bikky grumbling as he walked down
the hall with Lyo. “You get a shower, he's almost ready.”
Bikky said with a yawn. “The next time you can't sleep read a
book in your room.” Bikky laughed at Rain's chagrined look. He
had played until four o-clock in the morning. “I can give you
one of the dissertations on state affairs that Laton is making me
read.”

“You
think that is bad,”Rain shook his head pulling his sleeves over
his fingers before he pushed his hair back out of his eyes. “You
should see the pile that Nestoir has for me. On top of homework and
rehearsals...” He shut the bathroom door and began to strip
from his pajamas. The hot water felt good on his skin. Rain shivered
at the ghost of a cold touch slithering down his spine. Looking
around he saw that he was alone in the bathroom. Rain sighed before
going back to his shower. He had looked at the clock before leaving
his bedroom. Unless they hurried, they were going to be late.

Break

Edward
looked around at the basketball players and cheerleaders leaving the
gym. “Where is he?” He scanned the crowd looking for
Bikky.

“Remember?”
Vinny said beside him wiping sweating palms on his pants as he too
looked out at the tired athletes. “After he got shot he can't
play til next season.”

“Right
then,” Edward scowled. “Regular little hero who saved his
baby brother.”Edward growled at the headlines that had blocked
out the news that his father was being transferred to this damn city
in the first place. By the time he actually got here the only thing
anyone asked about was how long would it take for Bikky to get back
in school. Then Rain went goth and started to sing rock. It was hard
to get noticed here. Even the teachers. Well after today, his name
would be on everyone's lips for some time to come. “They have
to be here somewhere,” Edward reached for the large duffel bag
that he had brought in this morning. “You sure about those
friends of yours that you brought here?”

“Positive,
now lets go,” Vinny unzipped the bag. The sound was loud among
the groups of clammy skinned youths in the back of the bleachers. The
gleam of the polished black steel shone as Vinny pulled out the large
automatic weapons and passed them around. “There's no way the
perfect students would be late for class.”

Edward
nodded his head as he checked his clip. “Then let's go”
Edward took a deep breath. “Let's show them who's the boss
around here.” Edward rounded the corner then emptied his clip.
Amidst the blast of gunfire and falling glass, screams rang out
around them. “Every body sit down and shut up!”

“I
found her!” A masked young man announced dragging Julie in by
the back of her shirt and a handful of her hair. Julie wished at this
moment that she had listened to the lady in white who had told her
not to attend school today as her hair was pulled roughly.

“Good,”
Edward smiled looking at the way her shirt stretched across her firm
young figure as she arched against the hold. “Bring her.”
Edward commanded. The doors of the gym slammed open and security
officers barreled in.

Break

Chris
dropped his bottle of fruit juice that Count D sent him with. Count D
said he did not trust the schools cuisine and sent him with a bag of
packed breakfast and lunch with several snacks in between. Chris
heard the gunshots and falling glass from the gym behind the
cafeteria and his eyes widened. What the heck was going on. He moved
Catherine to the side and got to his feet. Though his palms began to
sweat and his heartbeat sped up he knew that whatever was coming he
would have to do something. He was getting ready to ask Catherine if
she would officially date him. He couldn't do that and sit her like a
coward. He was Page of Arcadia, he had to make his brother and Count
D proud. Chris moved over to the door and peeked out long enough to
see several boys carrying large weapons. He stepped back as they met
opposition and more shots were fired.

Where
were Bikky and Rain? Chris went back to his table. “Go to the
principals office and lock yourself in.”

“Chris,”
Catherine gasped from her position under the table. “What are
you going to do?”

“Take
care of yourself, I have to go.” Was all Chris dared say. He
pressed a fast kiss to her lips then straightened his shoulders. He
walked away from the table without a backward glance. Catherine
sighed watching him go her lips still tingling. Chris made it to the
opposite end of the cafeteria before dropping to his knees and
crawling over to a side door. Looking out he reached into his pocket
for his cell phone. “He bro,” Chris whispered into his
cell. “You have to get here as soon as possible. Some kids with
guns are running over the school.” Chris breathed a sigh of
relief as Leon swore then promised that he would be on his way with
back-up. Chris hoped that Bikky and Rain would show up soon.

Break

Rain
yawned wide at the table staring at his plate before he lifted his
fork. Bikky sat beside him surprised that Ryo was not hurrying them
so that they would not be late for school. “Oh, Dad,”
Bikky said to Ryo who shook himself as if waking. “You and Dee
can just go to bed.” Bikky smiled at Ryo's protest. “Don't
worry about it. I already called the consulate and arranged to have a
knight drive us to school.”

“You're
a good son.”Dee said around a yawn. He looked over to Ryo.
Despite his exhaustion, the man was still gorgeous. “It's rare,
but I think I might be too tired for sex.”

“Gross,
Dee!” Rain complained finishing his tea. The doorbell buzzed
and he got to his feet after stuffing a last bit of sausage into his
mouth. He passed one to Slyphe and Cujo then went to the door. “See
you,” Rain waved while Dee trudged up the stairs with Ryo. “We
have to drop Lyo off at his school.” Rain was informing the
knight while Bikky strapped the boy into his car seat. “We are
so late...” Rain sighed buckling his seat belt. Bikky sat in
the car with the odd feeling that perhaps they should not go in to
school today.

Break

Wracking
sobs shook Julie's body at the lurching pull up the stairs. Cool
winds swirled around her thinly clad body as they attained their
desired position on the roof. “I can't believe you shot him.
You shot Micky Reaves!” Edward was yelling at Vinny.

“He
reached for my gun. He was trying to take it!” Vinny yelled
back anger burning away his tears.

“You
killed him!”Edward paced throwing Julie hard against the
railing. “You idiot!”

“What
did you expect was going to happen?” Vinny yelled. “You
bring a gun to school, or several in our case and...” Vinny
paused as the rest of the six man team rushed onto the rooftop. “
And you're expected to use it. This was not just a show of force,
this was a takeover.”

“It
failed!” Edward exploded throwing his hands up in the air
causing Julie to cringe as the automatic weapon swung in her face.
Rain...Oh Rain... She sobbed. Ryan had tried to take her away from
Edward and got the gun barrel shoved into his stomach. When he
doubled over, Edward slapped him hard across the face with the gun
and dragged Julie from the gym. She screamed watching her big brother
fall to the floor.

“Not
yet it hasn't,” Vinny thought hard looking at the other boys,
all scared, yet knowing that they could not back down. “We have
to get out of here.”

“No,”
Edward shook his head. “Here is good, here we can defend.”

“Against
what?” Manuel, one of the other boys asked his eyes wide as he
stared around at the mayhem he had been apart of. He heard the sirens
and his palms sweat even more causing him to drop the gun he held. A
bullet fired off hitting the rail. Julie screamed as the loosened
metal bit into her skin slicing open her cheek. She brought her hand
up to staunch the flow of the blood.

“Please,
please, just let me go,” She whimpered at Edward's approach.

“As
long as we have her, we have a hostage. They won't come up here if we
promise to kill her.”Vinny nodded pure madness shining from his
eyes as he stared at her. “Bet your princely boyfriend will
give us anything just to get you back."

“What
are your demands?” A voice called from a bull horn.

“Demands?”
Manuel looked between Edward and Vinny. “What do they mean
demands?”

“We
just need to get the hell out of here,” Edward stared down at
the swarming mass of sirens and flashing lights. “Tell them we
have the girl and that we just want to get out of here.”

“But
where are we going?” Vinny demanded. “When I came in to
school today I had no intention of leaving. Play your little games,
kill the little bitch, but this is more than just a stand for
attention, this is a bid for revenge.” Vinny pointed to the
large black SUV that pulled up to the school among the screaming
police vehicles. “Looks like you're going to get your chance.
Here they are now.”

Break

Bikky
stared about in wonder at the cars and police. There was a large
crowd of teenagers running in terror from the school. Rain gasped at
the white sheet covered body being toted out by paramedics. Several
of the schools security officers were injured and being treated by
one of the ambulances on sight. “What the hell is going on?”
Bikky demanded of a police. The man ignored him and he spied a
familiar head of blond hair. “Leon...” Bikky dashed over
while Rain stared up at the roof. “What?”

“Seems
some idiot teenagers decided to take over the school,” Leon
explained. “Don't worry, we have it all under control.”
Leon promised bringing his binoculars up to his face. “Maintain
humanity.” Leon whispered. “Normal teens don't try to
involve themselves in situations like this.”

“Got
it,” Bikky nodded going back to Rain's side. “Rain, we're
out of this one,” Bikky said. “We have to let the
authorities handle this.”

“Can't
do that,” Rain shook his head checking the length of chains
circling his waist. Rain pointed up at the roof. Bikky gasped as he
saw the flow of curling black hair. “We're going in.”
Rain pulled a pair of black gloves from inside one of his pockets. He
tugged them on his hands. “They have Julie.”

To
Be Continued

Honey
Glayzed 2

High
School Confidential 2

Dee
held Ryo in his arms both soundly asleep. A gentle breeze shifted the
curtains in front of the window. Slyphe stretched out at Ryo's back,
while Cujo lay at the foot of the bed. Such a peaceful morning was to
be appreciated to the fullest extent. Slyphe thought her nails
flexing on Ryo's tush as she kneaded him then lay her head on the
soft, yet firm spot. Yawning she thought he was more comfortable than
her boy, but would never tell him so. She could just hear Dee now
remarking that even the cat thought he had a nice bottom. Slyphe
drifted back to sleep.

Break

Peter
leaned back on his pillows with a contented sigh. When he finished
his breakfast he looked over at Erick. “You sure you're
homeroom teacher said you didn't have to come in this morning?”

“Yep,”
Erick kissed Peter as he got ready for school. “Every Monday
and Friday I can check in a few minutes before my next class, but I
can come here to have breakfast with you if I give her an update on
how you are doing.” Peter flushed glad that his mom had pulled
him from school for the rest of the year. It avoided so many
questions and stares from his fellow students. Ryo often came by to
visit him helping him with his homework. Though he did not attend
classes, he was still responsible for the work. Rain even brought him
his notes from the classes they had together while Bikky went to the
other classes and got the hand-outs from the teachers. They left
little for Erick to do but spoil him with attention and affection
which he was all to willing to supply.

“I
wish you could stay here with me all day,” Peter pouted
reaching for the remote to his television. “I get so bored.”
Erick laughed then slung his back pack over his shoulder. “Erick!”
Peter gasped calling the other boy back from the door. “Don't
go to school today!”

“Don't
be a brat,” Erick meandered over to Peter. “I'll come
over after school.” Erick leaned over kissing his lips. Peter
pushed him away. “What?”

“Look!”
Peter pointed at the television and Erick gasped to see the police
cars that surrounded the entire block around the school.

“Oh...”Erick's
eyes rounded as a white shrouded figure was carried out and several
people sat around dripping blood from escape attempts and bullet
wounds. “What the heck happened?”

Break

Rain
closed his eyes and inhaled trough his mouth. His face suffused with
anger as he tasted a certain flavor. “Julie's bleeding.”
He informed Bikky looking again at the roof.

“Leon
said that JJ and Miaka are with M's now, so he could come here and
take care of this.” Bikky told Rain directing him to walk
casually behind the car. Once out of sight the boys crouched down.
“I'm sure he called dads. The thing is, how are getting in
without being seen?”

“There,”
Rain pointed to where Chris was opening a window on the first floor.
“Run for it!” Bikky and Rain sprinted to the window. One
thought chased Rain as he ignored Leon calling him back. He had to
get to Julie. He had to, no matter what. Rain tossed an apologetic
look back to Leon as he prepared for the jump. Bikky crouched
offering his hands for his brothers foot. Rain barely touched him as
he vaulted to the sill. Grabbing hold he lifted himself over and
reached down. Bikky jumped up holding tight to his hand and climbed
up until wall. Bikky climbed into the window surveying the room.
Several kids cowered, their skin wet with sweat, one girl with her
temple bleeding. “Come on,” Bikky waved them over helping
the girl to the window. “It's about a two feet drop after I let
go.” Bikky said lowering her as far as he could of the window.

She
cried out as she landed on the soft grass outside. Bikky, Rain and
Chris made sure that the kids were running to the police before they
hunkered down in the middle of the class.

Chris
could not fathom the amount of relief he felt at having an actual
squire brought to him. Even Rain, though not an official squire, was
close enough to one. “Leon called me, he said to get our butts
back outside. I told him we were coming.”

“I'm
not leaving without Julie...” Rain stood and secured his hair
in a silk tie that Julie had given him. He recalled the last taste of
her lips and the shy blush of her cheeks.

“I
know,” Chris grinned. “I never said when we were coming,”
Chris stood. “So,” He said looking to Bikky. “What's
the plan?”

Break

“We
need a plan,” Edward paced back and forth. Holding his gun in
his hands to keep them from shaking he moved from side to side
watching Julie, watching the police, watching the door. Any moment he
knew the would be coming up here. “We can't stay up here.”

“Yes,
it''s like our own little kingdom,” Vinny announced. Edward
looked at his friend, really looked at him. His sandy brown hair flew
about in the wind, his eyes wide, their limpid blue color seeming to
fade away into the sky overhead. He looked mad, like someone that
Edward had never met.

“Kingdom,”
The word sounded hollow even to his own ears. Edward watched as
several police officers left the scene while still more arrived. He
heard the distant sound of a helicopter approach. “We can't
stay here.” Edward took a deep breath. “Manny and Henry,”
the two boys looked up when called, Manuel halting his mumbled
Spanish prayers he looked to see what Edward wanted. “You two
go down and guard the stairs up here.”

“Dios,”
Manuel stomped his foot then pointed at Julie. “Just give them
back the puta, ese and they will let us off with Juvie.”

“You
think so?” Vinny spoke up turning his gun on Manuel. The boy
fell back onto his bottom looking up at Vinny. “Or are you
forgetting that some are dead down there, and a lot injured. Not to
mention those Arcadians will never let us off. Bet your ass if those
'Princes',” Vinny sneered the word. “Get hurt, and I plan
on it, they will push for maximum security penitentiary, if not the
death penalty for harming a hair on their precious boys heads. I
don't know about you, but I'm not going out like that.” Vinny
looked down then turned his gun on the gathered crowd and fired a
round or two. At the ensuing screams of terror and running feet Vinny
could almost feel his courage cover the chill of fear like a mantle.
His back straitened as he saw several people were now injured one
slumped over. “Now get your ass downstairs and guard the
stairs!”

Manuel
almost crawled so fast was his leap to his feet. He scrapped his
knuckles on the cement roof as he picked up his gun. Henry bolted
before he made it to the door. Manuel slammed the door knowing that
this would not end well, for any of them. As the two boys passed
Gavin and Billy they looked away hating to leave them Manuel
swallowed his tears and shut the door behind him.

Break

“First
things first,”Bikky spoke low. “This has to be fast
before Ryo and Dee get here. If we are in danger when they get here
who knows what could happen? Ryo is exhausted and probably won't
control his dragon abilities. Talk about letting the cat out of the
bag on that one if he sprouts those wings of his and flies to the
roof.” Rain's eyes widened but he nodded his agreement.
“Another thing, they are armed with automatic guns.”

“So
that means we have about fifteen minutes.” Chris looked at his
watch.

“Yeah,”
Rain nodded. “I know Leon called Ryo and Dee they are probably
on the way here now.”

“Then
better make it ten, Dee drives like a maniac.” Bikky stood and
looked up at the door to the stairs that lead up to the roof. “If
they are smart, thy will have at least two on the stairs. Once I
disarm them, Chris you incapacitate them. Rain and I will go to the
roof. I'll rush in, you surround me with wind, make them all think
their aim is off.”

“There
were six of them,” Chris added as Rain and Bikky prepared to
leave. “So if there are two on the stairs, there are four on
the roof.”

“Good
to know...” Bikky paused reconfiguring his mental battle plan.
“Thanks buddy,” Bikky nodded then looked to Rain. “You
ready?”

“Bikky,”
Rain said as they hurried to the door. “I'm not stupid.”
Bikky frowned at the words as they took up positions on either side
of the door. Chris leaned next to Rain to look at the older boys
pretty features set in a mask of anger and determination. “That
crack head was dead before Ryo shot him.” Bikky thought back to
the time they were held captive while Randolph attempted to force
Ryo's submission. “At the time I did not get it, why would he
shoot a man already down? But now I know. He would do anything to
protect me. Just like I will do anything to protect Julie.”

“Then
let's do this.” Bikky kicked the door open and dropped into a
crouch rolling aside at the bullets that winged past his ear. Rain
exhaled sharply he braced himself then pushed the wind strong against
his brother.

“Go
now!” Rain said once the covering was complete. The boys rapid
fired their weapons at the blond intruder. Bikky threw his weight
hard into the smaller Manuel. The boy folded under stunned. Bikky
snatched the weapon from his hand and smashed it against the stairs.
Henry fired wildly not understanding why his bullets seem to dance
around the fast moving boy. Rain concentrated hard on the wind around
Bikky's body keeping steady pressure that blocked all projectiles and
sent them spinning harmless into the wall. Henry backed up as Bikky
charged him. He went down hard on the ground. Bikky smirked taking
the gun away from him and pounding it into the hard stone steps until
it was useless.

“Chris,
Rain let's go!” Bikky called over his shoulder. Manuel was slow
to get to his feet but he tried to rush for Rain. Chris grabbed him
introducing him to his fist.

“I've
got them,” Chris fended off Henry when the boy tried to help
Manuel. Bikky nodded and Rain winked his thanks. They nodded to each
other then approached the heavy metal door.

Break

Ryo
sat up in bed jarring Slyphe who rolled over into Dee. Dee sat up
knocking Cujo from the bed. “Baby, what's up?” Dee grew
worried as Ryo wiped his brow which was plastered with his hair
turned the color of deep honey where it stuck to his damp skin.

“Rain
and Bikky,” Ryo got up and pulled his pants on. Dee grew
worried as Ryo did not even give him a frown for his lack of clothes.
“They are in danger. I can sense Bikky... Rain is blowing
enough wind to get noticed.”

“They
are at school,” Dee looked at the clock beside the bed. “First
period should be just about over by now,” Dee pulled his pants
up. “We'll go see what's up.” Ryo nodded feeling a sense
of foreboding as his and Dee's cell began to ring.

Break

Julie
stood as the gun blasts were heard She backed away from Vinny who had
stood near her. He grabbed her arm pinching cruelly. “Stay
here.”

“The
cops are coming,” Tommy, another of the group paced back and
forth his heart feeling as if it were trying to pound its way out of
his chest.

“That's
not the police,” Edward said his voice calm even though a vile
grin spread over his face. “If you fire on the police, you can
bet your ass they will fire back.”

“Then
it must be your boyfriend,” Vinny said to Julie. Julie gasped
hoping he was wrong. She wanted Rain somewhere far from this madness.
Somewhere safe. “Silence,” Vinny smirked. “Boys,
fire when that door opens.” Julie screamed as the door was
kicked open and Bikky stood there. He rushed for first one boy then
the other. Tommy stared in horror ignoring Edward and Vinny yelling
for him to aim the gun. “Why aren't you hitting him?”
Vinny screamed turning to see Edward knocked hard into the wall.
Bikky stood up when Edward slumped over dropping his gun.

“That
just leaves you,” Rain's voice was as cold as the wind that
whipped Julie's hair, most of which came from Rain. He dropped his
heavy coat at the entrance. Green eyes shooting daggers at Vinny,
Rain took a step forward. Vinny stepped over the railing pulling
Julie with him.

“Not
another step,” Vinny's voice shook with rage. Julie screamed at
the strong wind hat shook her body making her balance more precarious
as Vinny yanked her over to his side. “I mean it,” Vinny
threatened, glad to see Edward begin to stir. Edward shook his head
but Bikky was waiting for him. He reached for the gun that was kicked
out of his reach. His eyes met Bikky's. Edward could not help but
feel the terror he had held at bay for so long. “Another step
and your girl will believe she can fly.”

“You're
not that crazy,” Rain ground the words out. “But if you
are, know you will regret it.”

“I
don't think so,” Vinny smirked thinking he had the upper hand.
“Don't you budge. While I've got your attention.” Rain
waited. Tommy stirred reaching his feet he shook his head. Seeing
Rain he gasped then brought his fist up as if to fight. Rain very
slowly turned his head to look at him. Tommy gulped as his heart
fluttered in his chest.

“Sit
down,” Rain's voice was soft as he motioned with his hand. He
gave his head a slight shake. Tommy dropped to his bottom terrorized
by the chill in Rain's emerald green eyes.

“Rain,”
Vinny called. Rain turned to look at Vinny ignoring the sound of
Bikky and Edward fighting. “I have a question.” Vinny
held Julie close to him. Rain remained calm, he knew that if he
allowed his emotions to get the best of him he could be what knocks
Julie to her demise. “ Three years ago you were admitted into
the hospital. It was a few day after your mother was murdered.”
Vinny sneered as Rain tensed at the words. “Oh, did I touch a
soft spot?” Vinny laughter grated Rain's already shot nerves.
Bikky glared at the boy as he tried to get to Rain's side only to be
hampered by a determined Edward. Bikky punched and kicked hoping to
knock him out and keep him away from the gun. The boy was nearly
larger than Bikky but he was not backing down. “You were not
beaten, or so the hospital staff claimed. It was all the press could
get from them. But my aunt used to work there. Said she saw proof
that you really are a boy. Got her all fired, you know.”

“Rain,”
Julie whimpered when Vinny began to lift her skirt. The sound of the
chopper overhead drew Vinny's eyes up.

“Give
her back,” Rain demanded taking a step forward. Vinny pulled
Julie back further on the edge.

“Stay
back!” Vinny yelled at the cops. “Come nearer and I will
drop her.”Vinny turned back to Rain. “You had
stitches...where?” Rain closed his mouth his narrowed eyes mere
slits of crystallized anger. “How did it feel Rain? Being held
down and violated? Did you like it? Or did you wish for death?”
Rain ignored the words focusing instead on Julie's reaction to the
description. “Did he touch you all over? Did he kiss you?”
Julie's knees gave out and she sank into Vinny. They bot wobbled and
Rain gripped the log chain he had pulled from his waist in his hand
hoping to be able to toss it around her and pull her to safety. She
might have bruises from the heavy steel, but at least she would be
alive. “Bet you spend a lot of time trying to forget. You love
her,” Vinny shook his head and Rain began to walk forward.
“You'd never love me.” Vinny's hands shook as Rain
gasped. A look of pure revulsion on his face. “Damn you!”
Vinny shouted as Rain bolted forward. “Damn you both!”

“Rain!”
Julie screamed sobbing. Rain ran and Vinny shoved her off the school.

“Bikky!”
Rain tossed the end of his metal chain wrapping his wrist. Bikky had
a second before the end of the chain whipped past him. Snatching it
from the air he wrapped it around his wrist. Rain exhaled sharply
catching Julie in a bubble of wind that held her firm. Rain jumped
down pulling her to him.

“No,
Rain, what are you doing?” Julie gripped his arms where they
were holding her to him. For a moment Julie had seen the street swim
before her eyes. She heard the crowd screaming and imagined for a
moment that the wind was holding her aloft. But that couldn't be. It
couldn't. Just as the thought solidified in her mind Rain was there
pulling her to him. But he couldn't put himself in danger. He could
not go down like that. He had to live, he was the best singer she
knew, and an soon to be squire and a prince of Arcadia. “You
have to live.”

“So
do you,”Rain whispered in her ear not caring that his hair fell
free of his tie. Seeing her go over was like seeing his own heart
tumbling. He could not let it happen. He moved before he could even
think. “Don't you worry. Bikky's got me and I've got you.”
Julie sobbed holding on to Rain. “So don't you let go.”

Edward
saw Bikky at a disadvantage. He knew that in a fair fight he would
never take him. This was it, this was his one chance. Edward sat up
wiping the blood from his mouth he spit out the tooth that Bikky had
long since knocked loose. He jumped Bikky taking him to the ground.
Edward swore when he saw that Bikky had not let go of the chain.
Edward began to pummel Bikky. “Both of you. I'll kill both of
you.” Edward ground out between punches. Bikky breathed deep
bringing his knees up to strike Edward in the back. The boy gasped
tumbling over Bikky. Julie screamed at the lurching of the chain that
she and Rain dangled from. Rain held on tight to the chain, his arms
like a vise around Julie. He would hold on. He had to.

Break

Ryo
stared up in horror to see Rain dangling from the side of the high
school's roof six stories off the ground. On Arcadia it would be no
big deal. Rain could float himself down on an air current, or Ryo
himself could go get him. But this? Media and spectators everywhere,
if he fell, he fell to his death. “Rain...” Ryo whispered
the name tears clogging his throat. “Oh my boy, oh Rain.
Bikky,” Dee looked up at the roof as well.

“I'll
bet a million Bikky's on the other end of that chain,” Dee said
with a sigh. “Come on baby, let's go!” Dee and Ryo ran
beside Leon on a mad dash to save their children.

Break

This
was not happening. Vinny fumed as he watched Rain shift Julie to
hanging on his back while he climbed up the chain. “Hold on
Julie, just old on.” Rain braced his fee against the building.
He inched up further hoping to get to th top before her arms gave
out. She had to be so tired. In the distance, he heard the sound of
he schools bell announcing the beginning of third period. They were
on an automatic timer. Rain would have laughed if he were not so
annoyed with the entire situation.

Bikky
brought his fist hard on the back of Edward's head knocking him far
to the side of the roof. Getting to his feet, Bikky began to pull the
chain. “No!” Vinny yelled jumping down on top of Rain. Te
crowd below screamed as it seemed that all three students would fall.
Rain tugged hard on the chain to get enough leverage. Taking a metal
clasp from his cuff he clipped the chain around his waist.

“Julie,
I need to climb around on front.” Rain steadied himself as he
pulled Julie up to his face. “Come on, you can do it.”
Rain nodded shaking his hair out of his face. Bikky jerked forward at
the extra weight of Vinny. Rain gasped lacking air as his mid section
was squeezed by the boy clinging to his belt. Vinny grimaced vowing
to take Rain with him. Bikky strained all of his muscles holding Rain
and Julie, another 200 pounds was too much. He slide forward. He
would rather die himself than let go.

“Rain,”
Bikky called. “Climb up, I can't pull you.” Chris ran
onto the roof assured that Manuel and Henry were out. He saw Bikky
struggling and rushed to help him only to see Edward grasp his weapon
in his hand. Chris shot forward like a light taking Edward down.

“What's
wrong with you?” Chris yelled kicking him squarely in the
stomach. “Stay down!” Edward stared over the side of the
building where Vinny had disappeared sure that it was all over now.
He reached for his gun when Chris ran to help Bikky. Leon, Ryo and
Dee reached the roof in time to hear a fateful gun blast.

“Bikky!”
Dee lunged for his son sure that he had been shot again while Leon
took Chris to the ground covering his slighter body with his much
larger one. “You okay?”

Julie
looked down at the ground gyrating before her eyes,she had to do
something. Rain was busy holding her so he could not pull up and he
could not get Vinny off. She was not gong to let that crazy boy kill
Rain, he loved her and she loved him. “Rain,” Julie wept.
“I'm so sorry.” Julie reached down and undid the clasp on
Rain's belt. With the extra weight of Vinny, the belt slipped free.
Julie looked away as Vinny tumbled to the ground below. Bikky lurched
with the shift in weight. Ryo caught him before he could fall.

“You're
okay,” Ryo assured himself helping him tug Rain and Julie back
up onto the roof. Rains face was colored near maroon as he was hauled
to the roof. “Rain? Rain are you alright?” Ryo panicked
as he and Bikky both dropped the chain. Upon reaching the roof Julie
hugged Rain tightly. Dee tried to help Rain get to his feet but the
boy resisted the pull. “Are you hurt?”

Rain
shook his head then met Dee's gaze with a sigh. “I need a
belt.” Rain gasped when Dee pulled him to his feet and his
pants did not follow. Rain had never been more glad for long shirts
than he was at that moment as the rest of the police department
seemed to crowd the roof.

To
Be Continued

Honey Glayzed 3

Sweet
Tooth

Rain's
eyes had not been so wide since this whole debacle began. Bikky
hurried to his side and draped the large coat over his brothers
shoulders. Bikky snatched the belt from the coat and began to weave
it through the loops of Rain's pants. He tied it in a large knot
securing Rain's pants amidst the flashing of cameras and Julie's
sobs. Bikky then wrapped the large coat around both of them as they
were escorted down the stairs. Dee and Ryo were so silent Bikky felt
a chill creep down his spine. He knew they took a risk, but they
could have done nothing less. Surely Ryo would understand that.
Wouldn't he?

Chris
had never seen Leon so... Angry did not even come close to the red
faced pacing. A large tendon stood out on his forehead as he fumed.
Chris could no longer understand what Leon was saying, but he knew
enough to hang his head and act contrite. “On top of blatantly
disobeying me, you put yourself in danger as well as lied to me.

“I
never lied,” Chris spoke up knowing that Count D would
completely flip out if Leon said he lied.

“You
said you were coming out.”Leon countered poking a finger at
Chris.

“I
said we were coming, I never said when!”Chris folded his hands
over his chest his expression gone mulish.

“Semantics...”
Leon tossed his hands up. “Get in that car right now!”
Leon pointed and Chris shut his mouth stomping off away from his
older brother.

Rain
leaned back against the car holding a handkerchief to Julie's cheek.
Ryo had said nothing, he stared between both boys then marched away
shaking his head. Bikky knew that was never a good sign. He could
feel his eye swelling from several of Edward's punches. His wrist
burned where the chain had scraped. There was a nauseating bump on
his head from his fight. Rain winced as Julie hugged him rubbing his
shirt across the raw skin of his waist where he had tied the chain.
His wrist had been wrenched and was swollen terribly. Ryo had gently
turned it in his hand before declaring a possible fracture.

On
the ground several feet away covered with a white sheet was Vincent
Maldovin still clutching Rain's belt in his fist. A stretcher was
rolled out with a white sheet over carting Edward. The boy had shot
himself in despair of his friend. Manuel and Henry were being pulled
out in handcuffs. Thomas, who called himself Gavin after his favorite
artist was limping out his hands cuffed at his back. William, also
known as Billy was still unconscious from his fighting with Bikky.

“I
don't,” Dee began addressing Bikky and Rain. “Even want
to know what you were thinking.”

“You
were told to stay out of this one,” Ryo said before Dee could
go on. “Maintain normal human limitations.” Ryo hissed in
a low voice so that he could not be overheard.

“Anything
could have happened to you,” Dee said his heart still not
slowing down after seeing Rain hanging from the roof of the school.
He and Ryo paced around in perfect symmetry.

“Not
to mention, someone was bound to notice the shifting wind,” Ryo
aimed a deep look at Rain. “You blew enough that I could smell
you all the way from the house.”

“You
had better hope this does not come back to bite us in the rear,”
Dee pointed at Bikky then Rain.

Rain
lower lip began to quiver and Bikky got mad.“Dudes,”
Bikky grew defensive. “Tag-teaming us! That's hardly fair!”
Bikky folded his arms careful of the wrist he knew to be badly
injured from holding not only Rain and Julie, but Vinny as well.
“Ryo, you could scent us in danger if we were a county away, so
that hardly applies. That's just how much we love each other. Laton
explained that to me.” Bikky hoped to calm the slanted gaze Ryo
was giving them. Ryo swore in Japanese before looking away from his
son. Rain tensed and Bikky grew worried. A lack of English was never
a good sign. “You won't even let us explain, let alone see it
from our perspective.”

“I
do understand,” Ryo said calming his voice. “Bikky, I was
suspended from work for going in after Dee. I know.” Ryo
nodded. “But I was suspended. Just because I understand does
not make it any less wrong.”

“We're
grounded?” Rain asked looking at his parents.

Ryo
shook his head to which Dee gaped at him. “You won't learn
anything,” Ryo sighed placing the tips of his fingers to his
forehead recalling just how tired he actually was. “But you
have to be punished for such behavior.”

“Damn
right they do,” Dee groused placing his hands on Ryo's hips
holding the man up.

“I'm
not cooking until next week,” Ryo walked away towards the car.

“You're
going to starve us!” Bikky exclaimed. “You can't do
that.”

“I
never said I was not going to feed you, Baka!” Bikky backed
down at the hand that was rapped smartly on his forehead. “I
said I was not cooking. We will get fast food tonight, there will be
plenty of microwavable dishes. I hear that DelMons makes a great
crock pot stew.”

“You're
serious,” Rain said tears brimming in his eyes. “But you
always make everything. Even when you don't cook we can reheat
prepared meals.”

“Not
this week,” Ryo shook his head. “Get in the car.”

“But...”
Bikky tried to reason with Ryo. “This was easy, hardly
dangerous. I disarmed them all quick.” Bikky decided, from the
glare he received, that mentioning the guns was not the best move. He
got into the car while Julie was escorted to her parents. “This
is cruel and unusual punishment!”

“Dee,
do something...” Rain implored thinking of a week without even
homemade breakfast. Ryo always made sure, no matter how early he had
to get up, that they had a home made breakfast together.

Ryo
rolled his eyes as he buckled his seat belt. “It's not like
you'll starve,” he assured the boys. “I'll even get
dessert. Keebler has fantastic cookies.” Ryo ground out when
Dee pulled away from the curb. Rain began to weep.

Break

George
closed his cell phone with a sigh. He would be heading back into
America at the end of this week, and it looked as if he would be
doing it without Jhaymes. Zarro had him stationed in Jerusalem with
Soofu A. Jhaymes said he was alright and not to worry. But this was
the second time that this particular assignment had been extended.
George looked at the crystal that Angel had given him. It was still
clear. Ponchi stood on top of it smiling her encouragement. With
shift in the wind she sat beside him on the bed. George leaned into
her embrace used to this large form now that he had seen it so many
times. “Georgie,” Ponchi spoke, her lilting voice like
music to his ears. “He will return to you.”

“I
know,” George sighed getting up to dress for the day. “He
always does.” Ponchi tinkled her reply and George ran a bath
thinking of the last time he had shared a bubble bath with Jhaymes.
“He had better,” George shook his head as he dropped the
robe. This time Nari was not here, he was away with Jhaymes as
squire's sometimes went with their knights on missions to train them.
George wondered if Ryo and Dee would allow Bikky and Rain to go off
with Laton and Nestoir if the need ever arose. At the moment the boys
were still complaining that Ryo had not cooked anything. It had been
two days since the last home cooked meal. George hoped that by the
time he made it in, Ryo would be cooking again.

George
walked over to the balcony dragging a large comforter from the bed
with him. He watched the snow swirling around the lands missing
Jhaymes ability to keep him warm even amidst the cold February
weather. George thought that the blanket still smelled of Jhaymes, or
maybe his heart was simply longing for the man he loved. Ponchi
shivered back in her tiny fairy form. She went into her home. George
kept it by the bedside when Jhaymes was not in residence. George
rubbed his arms then gazed up at the moon.

Break

Rain
stood aside as Bikky stirred the can of marinara sauce. “Rain,”
Bikky turned around with a sigh. “Don't just stand there, boil
the meatballs.” Bikky looked up to see Ryo in the doorway.
“Thanks for making the noodles.”

“You're
welcome,” Ryo grinned choosing to ignore the sarcasm. It had
been years since his family had eaten sauce from a jar. “The
bread is in the box, I bought it from a bakery this morning.”
Bikky made a face. Sure, bakery bread, wasn't as good as home made
Ryo bread. “Dee, Lyo and I ate before we picked you boys up
from your training, so good night. Lyo needs his bath at seven
thirty, in bed by eight.”

“Where
are you going?” Bikky turned around wiping his hands on Ryo'
apron that he was wearing.

Ryo
smiled at Bikky. “To bed.” Bikky gasped as Dee wrapped
his arms around Ryo's waist pulling him back. “You aren't the
only one suffering from the lack of home made food, so I am making it
up to him.”

“Ugh,”
Rain slurped his iced tea. “He doesn't have to suffer, just
cook.” Rain groused. He looked down at his baggy clothes minus
the heavy metal chains since they were in the house. “I think I
lost weight.”

“It's
only been two days.” Dee countered.

“Precisely,”
Rain complained. “By the end of the week I'll be even skinnier,
then my voice really will be the biggest thing on me.”

“Then
you'll just have to eat more ice cream.” Ryo pointed out what
he had supplied for the boys dessert. Rain rolled his eyes as his
parents dashed upstairs. Lyo sat at the table with his coloring books
while the boys sat down to dinner.

“Bikky,”
Rain leaned on his elbows on the table. “Given the choice,
would you do it again?”

Bikky
looked over at his brother with a smirk on his face, his deep blue
eyes shining with mirth. “What do you think?”

“Yeah,”
Rain leaned down with a smile he slurped his noodles. “Me too.”
Rain sipped his tea, finding that the food that was not made by Ryo
upset his stomach more so he drank more. “Good thing for me
that Julie's parents want me over to dinner tomorrow.”

“Maybe
not,” Bikky laughed at his brother's hopeful expression. “Ryan
said that Ryo cooks better than his mom.”

“Ryo
cooks better than just about anyone,” Rain sighed as he pushed
his fork through the lumpy mess of sauce on his plate.

Break

Ryo
tried to remain standing. He did, but every time Dee kissed him so
deep he lost the ability to do more than hold on. “You know,”
Dee's voice penetrated the haze that Ryo's mind had become. “I
do understand what the boys did and why.”

“I
know,” Ryo managed after the third attempt to speak. “But...”
Ryo trembled. Dee's thick, callused fingers rubbed under his shirt.
Finding a pert nipple he pinched. “Oh, Dee,” Ryo leaned
back into Dee's arms feeling the other's mans chest like a brand on
his skin. “We can talk about this later.”

“Yeah,
later,” Dee agreed turning Ryo in his arms. Ryo found the back
of his knees pressed into the bed.

“And
later you will wear whatever it is that you bought when you went to
the store with George,” Dee said his tongue sliding along the
side of Ryo's neck.

“Yes,
later,” Ryo promised falling back on the bed. Dee climbed over
Ryo pressing their bodies together.

“I'll
hold you to that,” Dee promised his hand wiggling into Ryo's
pants.

“Yes,
hold me,” Ryo spread his legs in wanton abandon. Dee's large,
warm hand cupped his rising arousal. “There,” Ryo heard
the whimper in his voice, but he could do nothing to change it. Ryo
brought his hands to Dee's belt, pulling Dee free. Dee groaned at the
sure, gentle grip as Ryo stroked him. Ryo loved the way Dee felt in
his hands, so different from himself, yet so similar. Long and hick.
He recalled his fear of the first time that Dee had entered him.
Would he fit? That was the question that plagued him. Now he knew, he
knew and he wanted. “Dee,” Ryo moaned pushing the man's
pants past his hips.

“Want
it baby?” Dee murmured licking a hot trail down Ryo's ear. The
taste of Ryo flooded his senses. Right at the base of his throat,
where Ryo's heart beat pulsed Dee pressed his tongue.

“Dee,”
Ryo gasped at the thick fingers that pinched his nipples. “Hai,”
Ryo purred arching his back offering more of his body to Dee.

“Tell
me, I love when you say it,” Dee kissed his way along Ryo's
chest avoiding the one thing he knew that Ryo wanted.

“My...”
Ryo gasped his need great. “Dee lick them,” Ryo released
his hold on Dee to bring his hands up to grasp the man's head. Ryo
held Dee to his chest. “Suck them,” Dee opened his hot
mouth over Ryo's chest taking him in nipping lightly then sucking to
sooth he tiny hurt. Ryo groaned his fingers flexing in Dee's thick
hair. Ryo was so lost the rest of his clothes seemed to melt away
under the onslaught of Dee's talented hands. Dee slid down Ryo's body
making sure to touch and taste as much of the delectable skin as
possible. Ryo was a writhing wreck by the time he made it place small
biting kisses on his thighs. “Dee...” Ryo hitched his
hips with his legs splayed. “Onegaishimasu.”

Now
was a time, Dee thought, when Ryo forgetting English was good. In
fact, it was very good. With no warning, Dee sucked Ryo in whole his
tongue working over the hot flesh appreciating the earthy flavor. Dee
pulled up, sucking in air, he blew a hot breath over Ryo's trembling
member, before licking the drop from the tip. “Is it good?”

“Hai,
Koibito, sugoi,” Ryo gripped Dee's hair in his hands as the man
sucked and licked him. Ravishing his body with his mouth and hands.
Dee wriggled his body around until his own need was near Ryo's face.
Ryo did not hesitate to suck Dee inside tasting the man he had fallen
so deeply in love with. Ryo hitched his hips at the fingers probing
him deep inside. “Oh...” Ryo gasped as Dee rolled over
onto his back pulling Ryo until he straddled him. Both thighs on
either side of Dee's face his fingers loosening Ryo. Dee felt
surrounded by the taste, the scent, the feel of Ryo. Delight edged
every frantic beat of his heart.

“Ready
baby?” Dee asked not really ready to relinquish the feel of
Ryo's hot mouth on him, especially when the man moved to pay homage
to the swollen globes that quivered with need. Dee wanted more lip
work, but nothing compared to the tight enclosure of Ryo's inner
sanctum.

“Um...”
Ryo lifted his leg and flopped over onto his back offering his body
to Dee. Climbing over him, Dee grinned rubbing himself over the
slick, relaxed portal.

“I
want to feel you come from the inside.” Dee purred in Ryo's ear
as he pressed inside. Ryo caught his breath at the heat that
enveloped him. It was coming, Ryo had been primed by Dee's fingers
and mouth, now the thrusting. Pressure right on his sweetest spot
inside. “Come for me,” Dee commanded pushing in harder,
harder. Ryo gasped his voice calling out Dee's name at each caress.
Ryo could feel it building, blinding pleasure swamping every pore.
Dee was so deep, Ryo raised his legs higher taking more in. “Baby,
your insides are on fire,” Dee whispered as his body was
gripped by the spasms as Ryo exploded. Dee smiled as deep down inside
his body reveled in the feeling of Ryo as he cried out his name.
There was truly no better sound in the world.

Break

Rain
waved at the Knight that dropped him off at the front door of Julie's
house. He sensed a disturbance in the wind. Damn photographers,
everywhere he went, they were like bloodhounds. He took the steps two
at a time ringing the bell with the flowers behind his back. He
smiled as he gave the flowers to Julie's mom. He had another gift for
Julie. One secreted in his large pocket. Mrs Summers looked at the
young boy on her porch offering her flowers and her heart tumbled
from her chest down to her toes, moments before she tumbled into his
arms. “Kayla,” Her husband admonished after Rain turned
nearly purple with shock and embarrassment. “Let up, the boy
can't breathe.”

“Thank
you,” Kayla wept kissing Rain's cheeks. “Oh Joseph, he
saved her. He saved out little girl.”

“I
know,” Joseph clapped Rain on the back. “Thank you, son,
thank you. Come on in.” Joseph pulled Rain inside where Ryan
sat at he table nursing a few cracked ribs after being hit with the
butt of a large gun. Ryan smiled at Rain his lip swollen.

“I
feel like hell,” Ryan chuckled a bit. “You look like you
took a walk in the park.” Ryan grumbled over at the large black
coat that Rain draped over the coat rack. “How is that?”

Rain
said nothing, but he pulled he sleeve of his shirt back to reveal the
bandage on his wrist. “It's completely raw, you should see my
waist,” Rain flushed. “Not that you ever will.” He
pointed after pulling his sleeve back down. “It's all that
knight training.”

“Yah,”
Ryan shook his head. “Sure,” He would never say it, but
from the videos of the news cast, for a moment, just for a moment,
the space around Rain, was the exact shade of his eyes. What was this
boy? Ryan wondered as Rain pressed a kiss to Julie's cheek. Julie
closed her eyes inhaling the wild, free scent of Rain. She turned her
face into his hair. Ryan made a disgusted sound and left them alone
in the sitting room. “Dinner will be ready soon.” Ryan
informed them. Rain nodded his head before he pulled Julie into his
arms.

“Rain,”
Julie whispered as she held him tight. “We need to talk.”
Those four words haunted Rain all during dinner even as he smiled and
laughed with Kayla and Joseph. He traded harmless banter with Ryan
all the while stealing covert looks at Julie. By the time dessert
arrived, Rain was a bundle of stuttering nerves. When the dinner was
over Rain sat on the back porch swing with Julie. Her mom had giggled
as she turned on the porch light for them, then cosed the curtains.

Once
they were alone Rain sat with his hands around the little box hidden
in the folds of his sleeves. “Julie...” Rain asked when
he could find his voice. She looked so pretty with her hair loose and
curling around her face. He loved her so much. Sure, he could not
tell her everything about his life, but he told her things no one
else knew. Well maybe not everything, but enough. No one knew that as
a child he was terrified of Winnie the Pooh. His mom said he screamed
for a full hour after the photo at the mall. Julie had laughed for
about as long after he had told her that. “Are you breaking up
with me?”

Julie
gasped reaching over to move Rain's hair. “No... Of course
not,” Julie kissed him her heart beating so fast she was sure
he could hear it. “No, I just want to know how you did it.”
Julie clasped his hands in hers. “When Vinny threw me off the
roof, I felt it.” Julie looked down at their hands. Then
brought them to her chest. “I felt the wind surround me, then
you were there. It held me up and then you were there. I need to know
Rain, how...How did you do it?”

“Julie
I love you,” Rain said his own heart pattering along with hers.
“But I can't tell you.”

“Why
not? I know it was you it was the same shade of your eyes.”Julie
looked up at him. “Was it magic?”

“If
I don't tell you will you hate me?” Rain asked his deep green
eyes poring into Julie. “Because the thought of losing you
pales in comparison to being eaten by a six foot tall lion or a
pissed off dragon. I love you.”

“What
are you talking about? Lions? Dragons?” Julie stared at him
like she had never seen him before. In the moonlight his hair gleamed
and for the first time she noted the small braids hidden in the folds
of his hair closed with small silver beads. “This is like some
sort of comic book. Have you seen the ones Ryan collects? He said
that they are Manga, like a Japanese thing.” Julie closed her
mouth when she realized she was rambling. As she was quiet Rain
offered her the small box. “What...”

“Open
it,” Rain urged when she simply stared at the velvet covered
box in her hand.

“Rain,”
Julie sighed as she opened the box to see a star burst pattern in
diamonds twinkling in the moonlight. “It's beautiful.”

“You
once said I was your sun, well you are my stars,”Rain sighed as
her lips met his. “Please trust me. If I could tell you. I
would explain, but I can not and I am sorry. But please, just tell me
that you still love me.”

“I
still love you,” Julie confessed taking the hair pin out of
it's box. “Jut don't get tired of me okay. Don't find some
rich, royal princess and forget about me.”

“There
is no princess that suits me better than you,” Rain kissed her
lips his tongue sliding out to taste her sweetness. “You are my
princess.” Rain kissed and cuddled for bit more, before he got
to his feet. “Let's not betray your parents trust my lady,”
Rain bowed low to her. “Besides, If I leave now, I can just
make curfew.” Rain was still smiling as he closed the back
gate. He would walk around to the front of the house to meet the car.
As he passed the alleyway behind the house a cold, pale hand yanked
in hard and slammed him into the side of the house.

Rain
reacted on instinct ducking down he aimed a fist low. He heard a
grunt at the solar plexus taking his attacker by surprise. Rain heard
a shuffle of leather and kicked his feet out taking his attacker
down, he bounced to his feet. “Wow, you're good,” The man
on the ground wiped blood from his lips his hair obscured his face
from Rain. “You smell delightful.”

“You'll
have to kill me first,” Rain promised keeping his fighting
stance loose his balance just the way Count D had first taught him.

“Kill
you, oh no, dear boy,” The figure stood and began to punch at
Rain backing him against the wall with surprising speed and agility.
Rain's head smacked the concrete hard and he was turned until the
strange man was behind him pushing him against the building. Rain
grunted, then wiggled for purchase and pressed back until he could
bring his feet up. He kicked back propelling himself away from the
wall taking the both of them down.

“I'd
would rather die a thousand deaths,” Rain shoved his elbow hard
in the chin of the man behind him. “Than suffer rape...”

“You
think I want sex?” The man's laughter had a dark ring to it
that set Rain's teeth on edge. “Oh dear boy, I like my partners
female. And while you are lovely to look at, you are decidedly male.”

“You
mean... Then why attack me?” Rain tossed the cloud of hair out
of his face so that he could see his assailant. Just as he did a
cloud moved over the moon.

“You
smell so good,” The man's voice seemed to be getting closer to
Rain. Rain gasped as he vanished from in front of him and he felt
cold hands on his waist. He could feel the penetrating chill through
his many layers. “I have always had the most horrible sweet
tooth.” Rain gasped as he felt sharp teeth sink in to his neck.

To
Be Continued

Honey
Glayzed 4

Cavities

Dee
leaned back in bed his arm draped over the small of Ryo's warm back.
The man lay on his stomach with his head cradled in his arm sleeping
peaceful amidst the soft sheets. Just as Dee prepared to lean in and
place a kiss on Ryo's brow he sat up abruptly. “Baby!”

“Rain!”
Ryo sat up pulling his pants from the foot of the bed. “He
is... I smell his blood.”

“Blood,”
Dee got dressed. He gasped in horror as his cell phone rang.

Break

Liondre
gasped as the scent of Rain's agitation reached him. He looked to the
house but could see nothing. He left the limousine and rushed
following the scent. What he saw chilled the marrow of his bones.
Rain was bundled in the arms of a tall, dark-clad stranger. Rain had
brought his hand up to fend off the attacker, but it was captured in
a hand and held firm. Rain struggled, his vision blurring. He saw
Liondre and resumed his struggle despite the weakness that stole over
his limbs. “What are you doing? Get away from him!”
Liondre summoned his sword and brandished it.

“I
am not taking too much,” The beast looked up from his drinking
to growl the words at The knight. “He can lose another pint or
two and be alright.” The creature resumed his bite causing Rain
to gasp. He was now too weak to even try to shove away. Liondre shook
his head rushing forward with his sword. It clattered against the
cool wall knocked aside, even though the vampire had not moved.
Liondre went to the side as if the shadows had attacked him. Liondre
stretched out his arm calling the weapon back into his hand. He swung
again only to have the shadows moved as if a hand deflected it. “Fine
then,”The voice sounded vaguely familiar as he shoved Rain away
from him. Liondre dropped his sword to avoid impaling the boy and
caught him in his arms.

Still
conscious, Rain looked up at the person whose face he had glimpsed
the second time he had been bitten. “Vlad...” Rain forced
the word out past his parched throat. “Why?” Rain closed
his eyes and could not lift them again. Liondre looked up, but was
surrounded by mist as the strange apparition vanished. Just as he was
about to call for help, flashing lights appeared and Ryo was rushing
into the alley Dee at his side.

Break

Bikky
paced outside the room at the consulate where they had closeted his
younger brother. Liondre sat through the interrogation by Laton the
knight was shaking from head to toe. “Vlad...” Laton
ground out the room heating with the fire of his rage. Bikky shielded
himself, just as the Salamander knight did.

“You
called,” Bikky stared up in awe as the topic of conversation
rushed into the room. “I heard the young wind rider was
injured. What happened?”

“Get
the hell out of here!” Bikky flamed at Vlad forcing the ancient
creature to back up a step. “How could you do it? How the hell
could you bite him? After all you said about his innocence, you said
he was beautiful. How could you?”

“I
would never eat anything that sweet,” Vlad grimaced raising his
hand to block the flames, his ire at being attacked and falsely
accused high. “What is the meaning of this?” Vlad caught
the flames and used them to yank Bikky to him. Bikky released the
fire before he could get to Vlad bringing his fists up instead. “Very
brave little dragon, but I warn you not to try my patience.”

“And
I warn you,” Ryo placed a hand on Bikky's shoulder. “To
stay the hell away from my sons.”

“Of
all the blood drinkers in this city, in this place, under your
oaths,” Vlad began his eyes blazing with unspeakable rage. “Why
do you think I did this?”

“You're
the only one strong enough that you think you can get away with it,”
Bikky growled from where he had been shoved behind Ryo.

“I
told you,” Vlad shouted, “I don't eat sweets.”

“He
said your name!” Ryo shoved Vlad back. “The knight who
found him said the person seemed to fight with shadows and could
vanish into mist. Then Rain, before he lost consciousness, said Vlad,
why? Why would he say that if he had not seen your face?”

“He
said...” Vlad paused in the process of defending himself
against Ryo. “We must go, on a hunt.”

“A
hunt?” Dee exited the room where he had been with Rain. He was
the only one that had Rain's blood type and was able to donate some
blood. “A hunt for what?”

“The
one that actually did this,” Vlad stared about at the men that
surrounded him. “For surely it was not me.”

“So
you say...” Ryo grumbled.

“Scent
me,” Vlad walked over to Ryo. He actually liked this particular
Arcadian family. They were strong and loyal to one another. Capable
humans always earned his respect. “If your son's blood is upon
me you may challenge me.”

Ryo
stared at Vlad and saw a man at the end of his patience. He closed
his eyes and inhaled. Centering his mind, when he opened his eyes,
the pupils were slanted, like a dragon sleeping in his skin. Ryo
leaned into Vlad. With his mouth slightly open he inhaled. In Vlad,
he could smell power, intelligence, strength and grace. He could
scent the night, but no winds. There was no lightness or innocence.
There was no Rain. “You have my apology,” Ryo backed away
then turned on his heel. “Dee you stay here and watch over...”
Ryo turned around looking for Bikky. He looked into the room where
Rain lay and saw his oldest son sitting vigil at his bedside. “Watch
over them. Vlad and I will find this thing, and kill it.” Vlad
winced vowing to find it first.

Break

Leon
hung up the phone with a sigh. JJ has said that the situation was
under control and that they were not needed, but he still wanted to
go out and help them. If there was a vampire in the city that was
feeding on the young, it was everyone's problem. When he had said as
much, JJ had agreed confessing that he was already out searching. “D,
I want you to stay in tonight.” Leon explained. D nodded, for
once not arguing with Leon. Instead he smiled and offered his lips
for a kiss. Leon lingered a moment over the succulent morsels.

D
chuckled when he felt tugging on the edge of his robe. Looking down
he saw Kurayami crawling at his feet. “He is so sweet.” D
bent to retrieve their child. “Aoi will probably play with the
Honlon for another hour or so before she goes to sleep. I hope you
are back safely before then,” D said as Leon kissed their baby.

“I
will do my best,” Leon promised. After another kiss he left the
shop. Not sure who or what he was looking for.

Break

Ryo
headed in a direct path to the alley behind Julie's house where Rain
had been attacked. He opened all of his senses to the area. “It
seems to be everywhere.” He said looking around, “Very
strong, I could almost mistake it for you. In fact it smells like
you. But not, it has... something else. And Rain. I definitely smell
Rain's blood.”

“We
should split up,” Vlad said scenting the area as well. “If
you find him first call me.”

“Sure,
if I haven't killed it already,” Ryo stomped away leaving Vlad
to stand behind him. Shaking his head, Vlad vanished into the night
he had to find it before Ryo.

Ryo
walked on, the shifting clouds seeming to dance over the moon. He
felt a strong wind of Vlad, only it was changed, different somehow.
Ryo looked all around but was wrapped in a heavy accented voice.
“Well now,” Ryo tensed as he realized that the creature
was behind him. “You smell dangerous. Care to dance?”

“I
don't dance with monsters that feed on the innocent,” Ryo
whirled facing the dark cloaked figure. He gasped when the figure
seemed to vanish into the shadows. “Show yourself.”

“But
this is more fun,” A hand grabbed Ryo. It was shoved aside as
Ryo brought a hand up and pushed the creature back. “Ummm...feisty,”
Ryo dropped down, then kicked out. “You smell hot. I am not
into men, never think it.” The figure laughed. “I mean
fire, dragon fire,” Ryo shoved both elbows back into the form
pressed to his back. “I should eat something more than sweets,
my dad will scold.”

“You
bastard,” Ryo surged against the man who grabbed his arms. They
grappled, Ryo called forth all of his strength to defend himself.

“My
parents were quite wed when I was born,” The attacker laughed.

“I
would not suggest biting me,” Ryo punched out unable to connect
due to the shifting shadows, he brought back his hand stinging. Ryo
saw that he was bleeding as if his hand had been cut by a knife. “My
blood would kill you.”

“Really?”
The creature said tugging Ryo to him. Ryo yanked his hand back
leaving a smear on the cold, pale hand. With fingers that glistened
with Ryo's blood in the moonlight he waved at Ryo. “Not
stinging, how's it taste? Hmmm?” He licked his fingers. “Oh
wow, good stuff, if a bit sweet. Not like that kid,” The
assailant had to duck fast at the barrage of flames that grazed him.
“But more like a gentleness.” The words came at Ryo from
the ground. “You're homosexual,” The creature laughed
again. “Submissive if this taste is correct, and...Arcadian
Royalty.”

“Who
the hell are you?” Ryo grumbled preparing for another attack.

“No
one to concern yourself with,” The laugh set Ryo's teeth on
edge.

“I'll
concern myself until you're dead,” Ryo attacked again this time
sending so many flames the entire alley glowed hot orange as if a
bonfire had been lit. At first it seemed as if the flames had been
deflected by the shadows shifting in the night wind. Ryo sent more,
and more, more still. The shadows fell away and the vampire fell down
with his hands up trying to block the flames but it was too much. He
gasped in the heat wincing in pain as his palms burned. “How
dare you bite my son?!”

“Snap
Dragon!” Ryo heard his grandmother's voice, but it went
unheeded as he inhaled the brisk night wind. He forced more flames
through his hands. Ryo watched as his opponent fell down under the
onslaught of his rage. Ryo saw a moment of fear on the oddly familiar
face as the shadows cracked the flames reached him. Still Ryo did not
let up. In his mind he saw a limp Rain carried into the consulate,
his neck bleeding the two puncture wounds testimony to the monster
that had attacked him.

Ryo
opened his mouth to emit the finishing blow. He could feel the flames
build in his gullet, billowing up through his throat, coating his
esophagus, his rage knew no bounds. Just as he prepared to release
them a heavy body crashed into him taking him to the ground. Ryo's
flames scorched a harmless path to the sky. He looked around for a
third assailant and saw only Vlad. “What are you doing?”
Ryo asked getting to his feet he could feel the presence of his
grandmother making him confused as to why she was not helping him.

“I
won't let you kill him,” Vlad imposed his body in front of the
fallen vampire. Smoke wafted from his body evidence of the power of
dragon fire.

“Stand
aside,” Ryo countered tossing his hand in a gesture of
dismissal. He took a step forward only to have Vlad pull a long,
dragon hilted sword and brandish it in front of him. The same sword
he had allowed Ryo to use in defeating Cho Da Koen. “Vlad... He
bit my son.” Ryo knocked the sword aside.

“He
is my son,” Vlad caught Ryo around the waist. He lifted Ryo off
his feet and sent him back. “He's my son.”

Ryo
looked down at the singed creature that was getting to his feet.
“Your son?”

“Mihnea.”
Vlad looked at his son, the resemblance making sense to Ryo as he
looked at both of them together. “Why did you not seek me out
first? Why did you bite the child?”

“I
was hungry,” Mihnea complained. “I was on my way to see
you when I scented him. You know I can't resist sweets.”

“Dammit
boy,” Vlad knocked him hard on the head. “You should
have. Apologize to his highness.” Mihnea looked wary as he eyed
Ryo. The dragon prince seemed as if an apology would hardly appease
him. Nothing short of reducing him to ashes would appease him. With a
sigh he produced a large, carved jewel in the shape of a dragon. The
ruby eyes glinted in the flames that still burned around them feeding
off of Ryo's smoldering resentment. “Societus Draconis,”
Vlad assumed a similar position as his son. “From one prince to
another, please accept my apology.”

“What...”
Ryo shook his head then sighed folding his arms over his chest. He
looked at Torcha. “Is that what you you came here to tell me?”
Torcha nodded looking from father to son she offered a smile
recognizing the respect the creatures offered. “I am not the
one you have to apologize to.” Ryo spun on his heel to head
back to his family.

Mihnea
watched Ryo leave shocked that he had been nearly bested. He smelled
as a hafling, and yet no hafling should have that much power.
Especially a catamite. “Your thoughts shame us, you will
apologize again.”

“For
thoughts he does not know of?” Mihnea looked from the angry
dragon prince to Vlad. “Father, are you mad?”

“Mad...Incensed
is more like it,” Vlad knocked his son on the head again. “That
boy is a friend of mine. A would-be squire if his light did not give
me headaches after prolonged exposure.” Vlad sighed. “There
is a strength in him I would like to see cultivated.”

“I
know, I tasted it,” Mihnea had to duck his father's hand
quickly. “Sorry,” he grumbled. “If I knew the boy
was special to you, or the highnesses, I would have had more caution,
but he does not taste of the tears of the seraphim.”

“He
is not of age,” Vlad explained. “He has not ingested them
yet. Not until they reach adulthood will they lose their age.”

“Oh...”
Mihnea said as Vlad began to head back to Arcadia. “You know,”
Mihnea licked a spare drop of blood from his lips that had been left
behind from Ryo. “That's not his father.”

“Say
that in front of him and he may try to immolate us both,” Vlad
smirked thinking of the deep bonds the family had for each other.
“So, why are you here?”

“What,
not happy to see me?” Mihnea joked then ducked his fathers hand
with snicker. “Several reasons,” Mihnea explained
inhaling, he exhaled shaking the last of the soot and smoke from his
body. He looked as pristine as if he had not had a battle with Ryo.
“Matthias is angry, he claims that you killed his father...
maybe for good this time.” Vlad rolled his eyes. “Grandfather
Mircea is awake and raving about some mouth that releases the demons
of hell. He wants me to bring a slayer and a royal. Uncle Mircea is
as grumpy as usual and Uncle Radu is claiming that the English woman
is plotting to kill him in your absence. I think he fancies her and
just won't admit it and she is getting annoyed. I also heard I had a
sister now, it is so rare for you make others, but I will welcome her
if you deemed her worthy of your blood. Further more, there is
someone I would like for you to meet.” Vlad raised a brow at
his son. “I have been seeing her for some time now.”
Mihnea took a deep breath.

“A
girl,” Vlad brought his fingers to his temple. “We have
to go, bring her by later. Let's get you pardoned.”

“Pardoned?”
Mihnea looked at his father who was busy turning to mist. “But
I apologized.”

“You
honestly think Laton will accept that?”Vlad's exasperation
could be heard on the wind as Mihnea followed him into the night.

Break

“I
understand,” George sat his phone down with a sigh. He looked
for Nari then sighed realizing the squire had gone with Jhaymes on
this mission. He would have to call for an escort to bring him to the
palace. His mind was awash in worries for Jhaymes and now this had to
happen to Rain. He opened his mouth summon Ponchi, but the door
opened to admit Buffy. “Hello,” George inclined his head.

“Your
Fairy just came by, said we are going to the palace,” Buffy did
not mind being cloistered here with him. There was room here for
Dawn, Giles, Anya and Xander. Willow and Tara spent most of their
time at the palace with Princess Clarisande and her acolyte Ryan. She
was beginning to enjoy George's company and it kept her away from the
confusion of Angel and Spike. Their situation was still unresolved.
George nodded at her with a smile. “You look nice,” Buffy
took in his long orange cossack and white pants. His hair was in many
braids with orange ties holding them together.

“Thank
you,” George smiled pulling a cloak about his body. He liked
them better than a heavy coat. He was just reaching to place Ponchi
in an inside pocket when a cold hand brushed along his side. Buffy
was quick to yank George behind her and brandish a stake.

“Whoa!
Whats all this?” George gasped at the highly annoyed tone of
the blond intruder. “I come all this way from Rome, yes Rome,
just to visit and my life is threatened. Is that any way to greet a
friend?”

“Hello
Marilyn,” George laughed stepping around Buffy to embrace his
long time friend. “Rome you say. I have not seen or heard from
you in four months and you just show up from Rome.”

“Well,
you know,” Marilyn batted his eyes at George. “When in
love...”

“You
met someone?” George heaved a sigh of relief. He had feared
that Marilyn would spend eternity pining for Azrial.

“Not
someone new,” Marilyn shook his head his heart, or what was
left of it, fluttering as he prepared to tell of his adventure.

“Well
tell me on the way,” George hurried past and Marilyn was a bit
nonplussed that his story would have to wait for George seemed intent
on leaving. “I was on my way to the palace when you showed up.”

“Oh...”
Marilyn hurried behind George who was pleased to see Nori hitched to
a covered carriage. It would be heated inside as snow still fell
around the land of Arcadia, blanketing this chilly February night.

“Rain
has been bitten by a foolish creature...oh no, Marilyn,” George
paused eying his friend suspiciously. “You didn't...”

“Bite
Rain,” Marilyn's eyes popped, so wide did they open. “Ryo
already dislikes me. No surer way to end up a smoldering ball of
flames than by harming that boy. I may be many things, slut included,
but I am not stupid.”

“That's
debatable,” George laughed glad to be bantering with his friend
again. “Slut?”

“Thats
what Azi called me that night after he found me with my pants around
my ankles and this large man pounding away my frustration. But I just
told him, how dare you call me a slut when you are out every night.
If I am slut, then so are you. He snatched him away from me and broke
his neck. Did not even eat him, just killed him for daring to touch
me. Since then, he has been so...constant.” Marilyn climbed
into the seat next to George ignoring Buffy as just a guard so that
he could finish his tale. She climbed in and sat opposite them.

As
he chattered, Buffy took the time to observe them in case she had to
move quickly. This was a vampire, not like the ones she fought back
in Sunnydale, but closer to the real thing, like what Alucard was...
or Dracula, she would have to remember that. Of all the annals she
had studied while here, when they mentioned Alucard, they were
talking about Dracula, the Carpathian, Wallachian prince was also
referred to as the son of the Dragon. He had so many titles. Buffy
watched Marilyn's pale hair where it fell near George's long dark
locks. Where Marilyn's skin was white as death, George was crisp as
fallen snow. He had a healthy blush to his cheeks and a glimmer in
his eyes that was missing from Marilyn's. George shone like a jewel
in the carriage while Marilyn seemed like the marble that would be
used to form a statue.

“You're
different from other vampires,” Buffy looked at him gaining his
scornful attention.

“I
have gotten used to respectful servants,” Marilyn looked her
over. “Do not address me so easily. Keep the dragon's dumpling
safe and mind your own girl.”

“Excuse
me,” George intervened before Buffy's stake could be introduced
to Marilyn in a pointy way. “But Marilyn, she is no servant.
Like Faith, she is a slayer. She is guarding me as a favor to Jhaymes
who is out on a mission for his Majesty Zarro.”

“Oh
you're the one for the hellmouth,” Marilyn said not bothering
to apologize for his rudeness. George just sighed as the Palace came
into view. Same old Marilyn. George just shook his head as he was
told all about Milan, and France and all the places that Azrial had
taken him to. George practically ran from the carriage as soon as it
stopped rushing inside, Buffy at his heels. Marilyn was left staring
after them in shock. This was a side of George he was not sure he
liked. It had begun to emerge when he first entered this Arcadian
kingdom, but now it was more pronounced. Marilyn frowned looking
after his friend. Perhaps he could not treat George as he had before.
But then again, had Ryo not already warned him? Marilyn decided to
play nice this time around. See how far that got him.

Break

“Nice
hickey you got there,” Rain's eyes were slow to open. The
lashes like long velvet curtains over polished emeralds. When he did
he smiled to see Count D resting a hand on his throat. Leon had
returned to the shop to collect him and the rest of his family when
he heard that the vampire had been found. Lord D, seven months
pregnant, was not allowed to tend to such a wound in his condition,
so Count D had volunteered. Bikky opened his mouth to say more but
Count D looked up at him. “I was just going to say that I was
glad to see him awake. They got the guy, though, the one that bit
you.”

“Vlad,”
Rain sat up touching his neck which was just a little red around
where he was bitten, but no punctures remained. He still could not
believe that he had been bitten. “Why would he...”

“Please
discontinue to besmirch my father's name,” Rain gasped bringing
up his fist as he noted the intruder in his room. “The one who
drank of your blood was me.” Mihnea dropped down to one knee.
His father had railed at him for at least twenty minutes demanding
that he apologize to Rain his brother and his father, both of them.
Not to mention King Laton and Queen Torcha, both of which would
gladly suffer the heartburn eating their kind caused just to be rid
of him. “I mean you no harm Wind Rider Rain, Prince of the
Eastern Fire Dragons of Arcadia. I understand that my actions could
be considered a declaration of war between our kingdoms and would
like for us to remain on friendly terms. Do you accept my apology?”

Rain
looked down at the legend bowing before him. So this was the son that
looked so like his father as to be mistaken for him? Yes, Rain could
see it now. The dark brown hair nearly black and the bright, fierce,
piercing eyes with heavy brows and high cheekbones, full lips and
strong build. This was Mihnea the Evil. “You're not evil,”
Rain said instead of accepting the apology. “Just a glutton,”
Rain fell back upon his pillows when he saw Ryo and Dee re-enter the
room. “I'll forgive you, but...Ryo...I think I need steak to
fortify my blood.”

“Steak?”
Ryo was at his side clutching his hand which Rain lay limp on the
blanket. “You want me to cook you a steak?”

“And
potatoes,” Rain inhaled heavily as if the action was just too
much for him. “Smothered in onions and peppers.”

“Steamed
rice,” Bikky chimed in. “Steamed rice might help him.”

“Really?”
Dee asked his arms folded as Ryo looked upon the prone form upon the
bed. Bikky's nod was quite effusive. Bikky gasped as Ryo's hand
snaked out to pinch both of Rain's nostrils until the boy sat up
sputtering.

Laughing,
Rain tossed his arms around Ryo in an embrace. George was just
hurrying into the room as Ryo shook his head. “Alright,
alright,” Ryo returned the embrace. “Kitchen's open
again. You darned fools. I'll cook.”

“Whoo!”
Bikky cheered. “Hey thanks,” Bikky clapped Mihnea on the
shoulder. “What's your name?”

“Mihnea,
this is my brother Bikky,” Rain introduced before Vlad could
open his mouth. “Bikky, this is Mihnea, he is a Wallachian
Prince, like his father Vlad.” Vlad raised a thick brow as he
looked at the caramel colored boy on the bed. “What? I did my
research.” Rain shrugged then tossed the covers aside. “And
for the record,” He pointed a finger at Mihnea. “The only
reason you took my down was because I took a moment to be relieved
that you only wanted to bite me. That one moments lack of
concentration was all it took. My trainers will probably be mad at
me, but... I wouldn't say no to a rematch.” Mihnea laughed at
the haughty march Rain did from the room pulling George by the hand
past Buffy and Marilyn. “You might want to keep a sharp
stake... I mean, eye, on that one.” He told Buffy inclining his
head towards the blond vamp. Taking George he looked over to Ponchi
who sat on his shoulder. Now that he could, he would see to it that
Ponchi, the demon assassin, gave him a few fighting pointers.

Break

Mihnea
paced in the opulent room he had been given. His father was due any
moment. Just as he prepared to pour himself a cup of warmed wine, a
knock sounded then the door was opening. Mihnea bowed respectful of
his father's presence. “I am glad you came.”

“You
invited me to enjoy a cup of wine with you,” Vlad sat at the
chair before the fire. “I do enjoy a good red...vintage, every
now and then.” Vlad laughed softly as he held up a crystal
goblet to catch the flickering light of the fire. Mihnea laughed, at
ease with his father's banter. “ So good of you to invite me.”

“Actually,
there is someone I would like for you to meet,” Mihnea stood
before the flames causing his shadow to elongate. Vlad watched as his
son bent down seeming to reach into the shadows splayed across the
carpet. Vlad blinked several times as a pale hand reached up and
clasped his sons. “Father,” Vlad stared at the petite red
head ensconced in black leather pants and corset with crimson ribbons
and thigh high black boots emerge from the shifting inky pit. “This
is my lady, Serina.” Mihnea bowed to Vlad. “Serina
Skylar.”

To
Be Continued

Honey Glayzed 5

Pouf

This
season is having a bit of a slow start, but as my life untangles, I
hope that it gets better. Please have patience with me.

Dawn
found her sister sitting by a frozen fountain in the Queens garden.
Artic winds blew about the evergreen trees piled high with glistening
snow. Buffy sat ensconced within the folds of a large white furred
cloak. “Buffy,” Dawn spoke softly as she watched her
sister stroke the cloak. “Giles is worried about you.”
Buffy looked up at her sister with a calm smile on her face. “I
mean,” Dawn pulled her coat closer to her and tugged her hat
down further on her ears. “We've been here for some time now
and you are making no move to resolve the issue that brought us here.
You are not even trying to go home.”

“The
hellmouth is looked after,” Buffy looked away from the concern
in her little sister's eyes. “Are you so anxious to go back?”

“You
are the slayer,” Dawn felt tears brim in her eyes.

“Yes,
I am,” Buffy rubbed the cloak again. The fur was softer than
anything she had ever touched. Taking her hand away, she then moved
Dawn's hair off her shoulders where it hung under the hat. She patted
it down with her fingers. “But when a slayer dies, another is
called.” Buffy's voice had lost all emotion as she trailed her
fingers through her sister's hair. “I died.”

“So
what? You are alive now,” Dawn blinked, but the tears that had
brimmed in her eyes fell down her cheeks anyway. “You're
alive.” Dawn pushed Buffy's hand from her hair and embraced
her. “You are the slayer, not the bodyguard of a pop-star.”

“A
slayer,” Buffy corrected. “I am a slayer, there is Faith,
and whoever was called when I died.”

“Why
do you keep bringing it up?” Dawn shook her head as her sister
idly patted the fur again.

“Do
you know what this is?” She took Dawn's hand and passed it over
the soft fur she was enveloped in.

“Some
dead animal,” Dawn stared at the softness as white as the snow
that fell softly around them.

“He
is very much alive,” Buffy got to her feet and stood allowing
the ends of the cloak to drag behind her. “I have my own cloaks
now, George saw to it that the were made, but he allows me to wear
this one because I like it so much.” Buffy shook her head still
amazed at his generosity. “This is a wedding gift from Queen
Victoria. It is th shed fur from her and her husband. She
painstakingly sewed each hair into a silk and velvet length of cloth
and tied the silk cords by hand. She made this for him. And he lets
me wear it.”

“Okay,”
Buffy gasped as she saw tears falling from Buffy's eyes. “When
I died,” Buffy began and continued despite her sister cringe
and further weeping. Buffy began to walk back to George and Jhaymes
home her sister beside her. “When I jumped into that swirling
mass of power. I went...”

“I
know,” Dawn exploded. “You went to Heaven, I remember the
song you sang when that Demon made us all sing and dance.”

“This
place,” Buffy said wiping the tears from Dawn's face. “Not
quite, but close enough,” Buffy stepped into the house and
untied the cloak. She handed it to the young page waiting to serve
her. “This place feels like that.”

“You
didn't want to leave there,” Dawn felt her heart plummet as she
saw the truth in her sister. “And you don't want to leave
here,” Before Buffy could say anything to comfort her, Dawn
rushed off down the hall. Buffy had nothing else to say, for she
could not refute Dawn's words.

Break

“Another
weight like the one of that sigh, Wind Rider, and you may send us
both to the ground.” Rain heaved another sigh despite the
playful dip Wyld Wynd treated him to. He was laying on his back with
his arms under his head. The stars and clouds whipped by as the
Thunderbird flew through the sky. “What troubles you so?”

“Julie.”
Rain said and in that one word, that one name, Wyld Wynd heard so
much more than the boy said. His emotions swirled around them in
green mists coloring the sky with iridescent shimmers.

“Oh
yes,” Wyld Wynd coasted. He spread his wings out allowing the
currents to carry them. “The pretty human girl that shines in
your eyes and sings to you soul. She is your match.”

“She
is,” Rain smiled. “But lately, she has been staring at
me. Not like normal, but with this look like... I can't describe it.”
Rain rolled over on his stomach careful of the placement of his
elbows on the creatures back. “Yesterday at school, she asked
about the lights she saw last Saturday. She knows somehow that I was
involved, but she does not want to outright question me.”

“Wind
Rider,” Wyld Wynd said his voice a hollow echo through the
golden beak. “You want to tell her the truth.” Rain did
not bother to answer the words. “Then speak to the king. Let
him know that you have chosen your princess. As him to allow her to
stand as your lady when you are squired.”

“My
lady?”Rain's brow furrowed. He could recall Bikky speaking with
Carol in low tones about the ceremony that she was taking a week off
of school to attend.

“She
will wear and display your colors. When you stand before your knight
she will bestow a kiss upon you. Those without ladies, receive a kiss
from the queen, but if the heart is involved, you will want your
lady, yes?”

“Yes,”
Rain said without hesitation.

“Then
ask the king to extend an invitation to her,” The Thunderbird
began to head down to the ground below. He knew a flight had been in
order, but he did not know that the answers he sought were for the
wind rider himself. Smiling, Wyld Wynd left Rain at the palace then
headed off into the sky. Rain smiled after him, then with a look of
pure determination he headed off to find Zarro. Rain sighed when he
found the king on his back rolling in a snow drift playing with a
score of smaller white kittens. Rain could not help but laugh.

Break

Buffy
sat beside Faith in the airplane and felt foolish for the subterfuge
of entering a country she never technically left. George sat in front
of her blowing on his freshly polished nails. He had them done in
silver this time the long blue pants and shirt highlighted the deep
gray vest he wore. He wore his hair loose to wave down his back.. A
large silver bow graced his hair. He patted he silver chair clipped
to the bow where Ponchi sat with her wings splayed before the crowd.
That would be gathered as the plane landed in Los Angeles. He knew
they were being whisked right to an interview show. With his mind as
occupied as it was, George had declined performing. Rain was already
there with his band members preparing.

Landing
never failed to make George wonder how they made it all seem as if a
great journey had taken place when in truth, they had been gone less
than twenty minutes. George braced himself as the doors of the plane
opened. He reached for Jhaymes' hand, only to find that it wasn't
there.

Break

Count
D ignored the frown he got from Chris as they arrived at the arena
where their friends were performing and being interviewed. Since his
behavior at the school earlier in the week, he had not been allowed
to visit Phillipe at the beach. He had even tried telling Count D
that Rain and Bikky's punishment had been canceled out. “That
was extenuating circumstances,” Count D maintained. His voice
as chill as a statue made of ice.

“Then
maybe I should go out and get myself bitten by a vampire,”
Chris muttered to Count D's briskly moving back. “See where
that leads.”

“To
three more weeks if you keep that up!” Leon came up behind his
brother. Chris rolled his eyes slouching down in his chair.

“Mad,”
Aoi piped up. “Not good. Be good, get good. Stay safe is good.”
She patted Chris' hand. I said to stay home.”

“Yes,”
Chris could not help the good natured smile at his niece. “You
did.” Deep down, Chris was glad he had not listened to the
little girl. Even with the punishment afterward, he would do it
again. There was a certain amount of pride in being in action near
the older boys. Bikky was practically a squire, Rain nearly so as
well. He was two years away. This would at least show prospective
knights what he was capable of. “I wonder what Rain is going to
do tonight. He said he would set the crowds on fire.”

“Probably
walk out with his hair on fire,” Leon laughed. The car pulled
up and Leon gasped at the crowds surging against a sleek white
limousine. That was ahead of them. “Looks like George is here,”
Leon pointed as fans shoved note pads at him that he tried to sign
even as Buffy and ushered him along. “And Marilyn, when did
that creature get back?”

“Earlier
this week. You were busy sorting out the case from work remember?”
Count D undid the straps of Aoi's car seat while Leon scooped up Leon
Jr.

“Right,
you sold a jackal to an idiot,” Leon glowered at D.

“How
was I to know he would allow the dog in the room while he smoked
Marijuana, pausing every now and then to blow it in his face?”
Count D offered a sweet smile to Leon. He could not help it. Standing
amidst the roar of the crowd as they prepared to go inside, Leon
kissed Count D. “We should go.”

“But
we promised to make an appearance here,” Leon said holding his
small son close while Chris got the diaper bags rolling his eyes. He
smiled glad to see his brother so happy.

“I
meant, go inside,” Count D stepped away. Count D offered a look
full of promise to Leon as he entered the arena where their friends
were waiting.

Break

George
sat in the dressing room, his eyes glued to the clear jewel sitting
pristine on it's velvet pillow. Ponchi stroked a few strands of his
hair that she could reach. He heard a tapping on the door. Marilyn
made no move to answer it, but instead he took George's brush and
passed it through his own hair. “Are you going to get that?”
Marilyn asked taking one of the shelled pistachios from a crystal
container and looking at it. “I used to like these,” He
tossed it back into the bowl. Ponchi sniffed at him. It took a bit of
effort, but she managed to repress the urge to shift and be rid of
him permanently. But no, she patted her Georgie's hair, she would not
wish to upset him.

“Sir,”
Th voice called through the pane of wood. “It's time.”
George took a deep breath and stood. Buffy got to her feet beside
him. She interposed her body near his as Marilyn walked beside him.
She gasped at the thunder of the crowd that clamored to be noticed as
George joined the procession of Royale onto into the seats waiting
for them. Just as they sat down, the lights dimmed until the stage
was completely black. A spotlight fell on Cory Flight. He sat on a
stool one leg bent up seeming to cradle the guitar in his hands. The
crowd hushed as he began to sing.

“I
wanted you to know I love the way you laugh” A collective sigh
was heard as he looked up peering through the mass of curling brown
hair that fell wild about his shoulders. “I wanna hold you high
and steal your pain away.” He began to play louder on his
guitar while the rest of the band joined in, playing from the dark
behind him. “I keep your photograph, I know it serves me
well...I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...”

Cory
strummed a little before he continued. “'Cause I'm broken when
I'm open.” The crowd tried to find where Rain's voice was
coming from but the stage was too dark. “And I don't feel like
I am strong enough. 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome...And I don't
feel right when you're gone away...” Cory looked up at the
bright light then sang softly. “You're gone away...”

“The
worst is over now,” The crowds cheers almost drowned out the
sure, sweet voice that seemed to appear from nowhere. “And we
can breathe again.” Rain's hands landed on Cory's shoulders
wearing black, fingerless gloves with silver and onyx rings with his
nails painted a glossy black. On his wrist were heavy leather bands
with silver, onyx and diamond studs that were only viewed for a
moment before his sleeves of heavy black lace covered them. “I
wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away.” Silver chains
held the buttons of his knee length vest closed draping across his
chest. His hair fell in layers to the middle of his back unbound. The
light fell on his eyes and the crowd silenced in awe. The green orbs
were surrounded by thick Kohl liner, his lips, while a natural tint,
were glossed. “There's so much left to learn, and no one left
to fight, I wanna hold you high and steal your pain.”

Cory
and Rain began to sing together. “'Cause I'm broken when I'm
open.” Their voices, full of emotion tore through the audience
making several knees weaken. “ And I don't feel like I am
strong enough.” Rain stepped out from behind Cory and the long
pants were again held up with a belt and two rounds of heavy metal
chains. “'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome...And I don't feel
right when you're gone away...” Cory looked up from his
position on his stool and winked at Rain.

They
began again, this time louder and with more passion as the band
played on. “'Cause I'm broken when I'm open. And I don't feel
like I am strong enough.” Rain's voice reached a crescendo that
seemed to shake the rafters. “ 'Cause I'm broken when I'm
lonesome...And I don't feel right when you're gone away...” The
crowd hushed as Rain brushed his hair back, he softly sang. “You're
gone away...” It took a moment, but realizing that he was done
singing the audience applauded with high enthusiasm. Screams
accompanied their descent from the stage as they made their way to
where their friends and chairs were waiting.

Andy
waved excited as he came over. Faith stood behind her chair a serous
frown on her beautiful face. Beside her, Buffy stood behind George.
Besides, Andy, Nestoir, Daphnus, and Tisiphone were there along with
Rain, George and Cory. Rain dropped down into a seat next to Bikky
glad that his brother was there with him. “Rain...Rain, Cory,
come on over glad to have you here.” Nik Wentz waved them over.
“Now, it is so good to see you here. George, welcome back to
America.” George inclined his head as the crowd applauded.

“Hello,”
George waved as Marilyn blew a kiss and winked at a camera. “It
is good to be back, I have missed Ryo's cooking.”

“Is
that all that you miss?” Nik asked laughing as George looked
away. He placed his hand into his pocket. As his fingers caressed the
jewel, he felt his heart warm as the cool crystal touched his
fingers.

“My
friends here of course,” George nodded. “Sometimes in the
morning when I wake up I am disappointed not to hear Rain singing in
the shower.”

“He
sings in the shower?”Nik asked his eyes going to Rain.

“Yes,”
Andy giggled. “He also sings when he is weeding his garden, he
sings when he is doing his chores, he sings when he is polishing his
nails. The young man has a talent that he can not contain inside of
his body. It escapes when he least means it too.”

“So
Andy, may I call you Andy?”Nik asked awed at her nod. “There
are rumors that you are upset that Rain is spending more time with
Slash than with X'Ta-C.”

“Rumors
are just that,” Andy shook her head. “Just that, I mean,
since Rain joined their group without leaving ours, it just means
that we tour together. The more the merrier. More practical jokes,
more food, more fun.”

“You
guys have fun on tour,” Nik nodded laughing as the screen
behind him showed pictures of the bands laughing, tossing silly
string, dressed in togas. “What was up with the togas?”

“That
was all him,”Daphnus pointed at Nestoir. “It was time for
us to leave for the photo shoot, but he was still in the shower, so
when the camera crew arrived, he tossed a sheet on and to make up for
lost time, we all just wrapped up in sheets. Except for Rain who
refused to remove his pants.” Daphnus laughed. “We tried
to catch him and that is how we ended up dumped in the hotel's pool
we lunged for him, he ducked...need I say more.”

“No,
but doubtless you will,” Nestoir chuckled.

“We
did not need your opinion,” Daphnus grinned laughing with the
other high prince.

“Now,”
Nik began. “You are aware that we are allowing the fans to ask
you questions?” The group nodded as Nik turned to he audience,
“Okay, so you have all scrapped with each other, parents
friends worked extra hours just to buy tickets for this chance to
fire your questions, so here we are now... You there in the red
shirt,” Nik pointed out a young woman. She bounced to her feet.

“Okay,
Rain,” She paused to giggle. “I am Micki I came all the
way from Minnessotta,” Rain greeted her moving his hair back
from his face. “I read in a magazine that reviewed your newest
cd that your voice was the biggest thing on you. What do you have to
say about that?”

Rain
paused for a moment. He thought about what George had said. Things
like that were written so that they could get a reaction to have
something more to write about. So he smiled and winked. “Well,
obviously he hasn't seen everything on me.” Rain's eyes dropped
down to where chains covered his lap.

“Oh
my gosh!” Micki sat down her face flaming. From their position
in the front row Ryo lowered his head into his hands. He knew the
comment had offended his son, he just never thought that he would say
something so outrageous.

“Okay,
next, you,” Nik waved. “The young man in the green
shirt.”

“I'm
Nathan from Ohio...This is for Bikky,” Bikky looked up from
pulling his hair back into a ponytail. “I found this clip on
the Internet. It is very suggestive, I know Rain is not like, your
brother by relation, but I thought you were strait.”

“What
the hell are you talking about?” Bikky frowned. He had never
done anything even remotely suggestive with his brother. “And
for the record, blood is just red stuff that spills when you get past
the skin. That's my brother. What makes you think I would look at him
as anything other than a brother?”

“Can
I show this?” Nathan offered his computer to the man holding
the camera. “Just press play. What were you doing?”
Bikky, and the Audience looked at the screen. On the laptop, was Rain
standing with Bikky's hands at his waist. Bikky untied the belt
holding Rain's pants up and slid them down. The video ended with
Bikky crouched in front of Rain's crotch.

“That
is a video being played backwards,” Bikky laughed. “Good
attempt though, whoever made that.” Bikky and Rain both
laughed. “My brother lost his belt and I was simply using the
one from his coat to hold his pants up.” Bikky smirked. “And
I did it without giving them the shot of his skinny ass that they
were going for. Sorry, Ryo, mouth, I know.” Bikky sighed as Ryo
glowered at him from the audience.

“It's
not that skinny,” Rain turned his lips down.

“Oh,
I'm sure,” Bikky placated his brother with a chuckle. Rain
pulled a pen from his pocket and threw it at his brother. It bounced
off his head causing him to brandish a comb at Rain. Rain sat back in
his chair amidst raised brows and audience chuckles. They well
remembered the documentary when Bikky had held his brother down and
'fuzzed' his hair.

Nik
laughed motioning for the crowd to settle down. “I am just
going to take a few moments,” Nik began his eyes on George. “To
say that I am surprised to see you here without your... knight.”

“My
husband,” George corrected with graceful shrug of his hair from
his shoulder.

“Yes
well,” Nik loosened the collar of his shirt. “What I mean
to say is, is there trouble in paradise? You two were inseparable and
now, here you are alone.”

“But
I am not alone,” George smiled holding up his left hand to show
the glorious set of jewelry on his finger. “My husband,”
George could not help the smile as Nik cringed every time he said it.
“Is away on the king's business. As a knight, it is his
responsibility to do so. He left me in the care of competent
guardians and now I am here among friends.” George looked at
Rain, Bikky then out to see Ryo and Dee. “I hope that this time
I will be able to encroach upon your guest room. Hotels are so not my
thing anymore, Ryo, you've spoiled me.”

“It's
the food.” Rain nodded with a smile on his face left over from
the hefty lunch of pan fried ravioli with marinara sauce that Ryo had
made himself. “I mean... not entirely, but... the food helps.”
Rain offered a cheeky grin to his parents.

“You're
just saying that because your dad stopped cooking for a few days,”
George tugged Rain's hair.

Nik
shook his head at their playful banter before he went back to asking
audience questions. A small boy stood up. “George, my name is
Alan and I go to school with Landy.” George smiled and nodded
waiting for the little boy to say something more. He was prodded from
his mom then continued. “He says that he sings with you all the
time and I want to sing a song with you.”

“Oh,
can he?” Nik looked over at George.

“I
guess, will he do it?” George looked around for an answer but
the little boy was already running up to the stage. Nik got to his
feet to pick the boy up. He attempted to sit him in George's lap but
George moved him to stand on his feet. The last thing he needed was
for some irate parent to complain about him having a boy in his lap.
“Hi there,” George's smile was encouraging.

“Miss
me, I know you miss me, I know you miss me blind,” George tried
not to smile at how off beat the child was.

“Okay,
we'll do it together,” George said then started to count out.
“One, two, three... Miss me, I know you'll miss me. I know
you'll miss me blind. I know you'll miss me. I know you'll miss me, I
know you'll miss me blind.” George ended and the crowd erupted
with cheers and laughter. The little boy was taken back to his mother
as another audience member stood.

“Rain,
I am Nolan,” A young man stood up his long dark hair looking
greasy where it fell over his pale face. “I was just wondering
if you consider yourself goth or emo.”

“I
consider myself Rain,” Rain answered with a laugh. “I am
not someone that wants to be categorized, or made to fit into a
profile. I should be allowed to be me.”

A
woman stood up next. “I am Cristy, and George, you never
answered the question about Jhaymes. I know you said that he is on a
job for his king, but, is the honeymoon over?”

George
grew silent as he thought of all they had been through in such a
short amount of time. “I...”

“Georgie...”
That voice. George's heart pounded then came to a crashing halt
before restarting. “I made it back home and they told me you
were here. I took the next flight out.”

“Jhaymes,”
George could not have ceased the tears that fell from his eyes
anymore than he could have stopped the world from turning. “Oh
my,” George took a step forward. “I was so worried about
you.” George could say no more. In a moment, his world was
complete as he was enveloped in Jhaymes arms.

“We'll
talk later,” Jhaymes promised with a small kiss behind George's
ear. “I am on leave for the next few months.”

“Why?”
George asked noting for the first time that Jhaymes was not holding
him as tight as usual.

“Later,”
Jhaymes threw a grateful smile at the man that sat a chair up for him
having moved Marilyn out of the way. Marilyn scowled at the man
vowing to bite him later. He would even be nice and share with Azi.
The older vamp sometimes even drank it right from Marilyn's mouth.
Those were times when their passion overflowed and the resulting
session of lovemaking afterwards often left him reeling.

“So
Rain,” Nik got the young man's attention. It took him a moment
to catch his breath when Rain smiled at him. “How does it feel
to turn on the radio and hear your songs playing?”

“I
don't really listen to the radio,” Rain answered. “If I
want to hear my voice, I could always sing. But usually when I want
to hear music, I play cd's.”

“And
what do you listen to?” Nik asked leaning near Rain. Nik was
waiting for it and was not surprised when Rain moved his chair back
back away from him. I was always amusing to him the way th young man
avoided contact with men. There were a few he was comfortable with,
but mostly Rain had a no touching policy. He was not even keen on
standing or sitting near. Arms length was good with him.

“I
like to listen to Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Godsmack, Tokio Hotel, groups
like that.” Rain nodded with a smile. “I also have some
tribal chants and drums. Some tribal flutes and I love Andy's solo
album.” Andy giggled thanking Rain for the comment.

“You
like Tokio Hotel?” Nik mused. “Does it bother you that
people say you resemble Bill Kaulitz of the band?”

“No,”
Rain laughed. “I wouldn't mind meeting him. I was hoping our
tour schedule would coincide this summer, but I don't know.”

“You
want to meet him,”Nik frowned. “So what do you think of
his comments that the American Singer, Rain is pretty?”

“He
thinks I'm pretty,” Rain mused chewing the end of his
thumbnail. “Well that tells me one thing.”

Nik
noted the serious expression on Rain's face. Bikky looked away from
his brother to hide his smirk. “What does it tell you?”
Nik asked, his voice hushed as he waited, hoping Rain would reveal a
vulnerable spot.

“It
tell's me the guys not blind,” Rain chuckled at the
disappointment he could see on Nik's face. Now here was a man who
should never play poker. Rain laughed to himself. “People may
make fun of me, or mock my masculinity, but as long as they like the
music... That is what it should all be about.”

“What
would you say if I told you that the guys from Tokio Hotel are in
town and that they are excited to be in the same...” Nik was
glad his camera man knew enough to zoom in as Rain's eyes widened and
his jaw dropped. “Arena...”

“They
are here?” Rain gasped as he covered his face with his hands.
“Here?” Nik nodded glad to get a reaction from Rain.
“Wow.”

“And
they want to meet you.” Nik laughed when Rain blushed. “As
much as you apparently like them, they like you. In fact,” Nik
watched Rain closely before he made his next comment hoping that his
camera crew was focusing on the teenager. “I heard that Bill
wanted to date you.”

“Date
me?” Rain frowned his face going pale.

“You
should not worry,” Rain hopped to his feet as he felt an
unfamiliar hand on his shoulder. Bikky tapped the hand at he wrist
knocking it from Rain. “My brother lost all notion of dating
you when I explained that you are not a girl.” Rain looked at
the boy whose blond dreadlocks were pulled back by a scarf and held
in place by a hat. His heavy accent put Rain at ease. Om had devised
this plan with Bill as soon as they had figured out that Nik was
planing to use them to terrorize Rain on national television.

“Hello
Rain,” Bill extended a hand finding the young man much prettier
in person than he was on the screen. “It is nice to meet you.”

“Same
here,” Rain shook his hand hoping that the other boy could not
feel his heart pounding. After a brief contact he took his hand away.
Bill stared at the strange young boy wondering what had frightened.
It must be true then, the papers that he had read. Rain was afraid of
strangers, men in particular. Rain looked at the slim jeans and black
leather jacket. His jewelry glinted silver in the dim light. Rain
reached his face looking deep into his heavily made eyes. Rain could
sense no dark intent, or arousal as the other boy looked back and he
smiled.

“You
are shorter in person,” Bill joked looking down at Rain.

“You're
not that much taller than I am,” Rain straitened his vest then
resumed his seat next to Bikky. “Your hair is adding at least
two feet.” Bill and Tom laughed along with the audience. Rain's
mind was at ease, even though George looked over at his husband, who
was pale and sweating, with a new worry clawing at his heart.

To
Be Continued

Author's
notes: I have to say I as shocked at how many comments I received
from a friends son (and his friends) about Tokio Hotel. As a favor to
some of my fav readers, they have appeared. I am not myself sure of
how long they will be here in this strange alternate universe of
ours. I do not own them, all rights to their name and image and songs
remain with them. This is a fan series and I am making no profit from
this work. Also Serina Skylar is a friends RPG character and can be
found floating around the Internet. She is also the one selling The
White Lion worldwide. Do You Have A Copy? She, I can tell you now,
along With Mihnea the Evil, the son of Vlad Dracula, The son of Vlad
Dracul, the son of Mircea the Great, will be here. I can not tell you
more about her, it would spoil the plot.

The
song used is Broken by Seether featuing Amy Lee of Evanescence. I
have no rights to this song or either band.

For
a more reliable source of The White Lion, check out Amazon dot Com
and Barnes and Nobles dot Com. Both sites ship worldwide. It is a
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