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The Sugar Series: Powdered Sugar Part 3

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Powdered Sugre 27

Journey's not walked

George looked up when he saw Ryo and Lyo by the door. "I'll be back," Ryo said smiling. "Just going to take him to school then run a few errands, since I have today off."

"Want company?" George set his fabric aside.

"If you want," Ryo said looking upstairs to listen. "I gave Dee some pain killers, he..." Ryo paused turning red. "He did hurt his leg last night. He will sleep for some time. Heaven will be here in..." Ryo halted speaking as the aforementioned creature appeared on his porch. "Hi Heaven," Ryo said not even blinking at her sudden appearance. Heaven nodded in greeting walking into the house she stared at George. He colored slightly and Ryo gasped to see a blush on his face as he had so easily caused them but never seemed to show any hint of embarrassment at his own outrageous behavior.

"Hello pretty," Heaven approached him and Ryo saw George step back.

"Hi... we were just leaving," George hurried to Ryo's side. He took Lyo's other hand moving to stand on the porch. Heaven aimed a pout in his direction and Ryo was quick to shut the door. He heard her laughter as they walked down the stairs. "Your driving is not so bad compared to some," George encouraged as he quickly put his seat belt on while Ryo strapped Lyo into his car seat. "A bit slower than the rest of traffic, but..." George ceased speaking when Ryo gave him a frown. George smiled and said no more he pulled a piece of candy from his pocket and began to eat it. Reaching around he gave a piece to Lyo.

"Thank you Georgie," Lyo said and hugged his teddy as Ryo pulled off. They arrived at the small center th same time as the Anderson family arrived to drop off their son. Carl, now suffering through a full scale audit by Arcadia glared at Ryo. He looked over surprised to see that it was not Dee or Alicia beside him. He was silent despite Lyo greeting him and the small boy next to him. Mrs. Anderson pointedly tried to smile at Ryo despite her husband. She had found a copy of the invitation and planned on attending the party, if only to look inside the nice house and gaze at some of the important guests. She had tried to convince her husband to go and socialize with the royalty that would be in attendance but he had refused saying that he had enough problems with royalty. "Bye Da-Ryo, bye Georgie," Lyo waved them off. George was still smiling as they left the room and came face to face with the Andersons.

"Excuse me," Ryo said he took George's arm when the man blocked his way staring at him. Ryo frowned when Mr. Anderson smirked. "George, do you mind if we stop by the consulate?" Ryo pulled George who frowned at the man preparing to say something about the rude gaze.

"I'm keeping you company on your errands," George said retying a loosening ribbon in his hair. "Do what you need to."

"Hmpf," they heard loudly behind them. "Another freak for the harem." George stopped and gasped as he turned back. Ryo tried to pull him away but his hands slipped free only catching his large coat. "Probably has orgies every night knowing them." Mr. Anderson commented to his wife giving a sneer to the now red faced George and pale Ryo.

"Well, aren't you a nasty little wanker," George said not bothering to lower his voice. "What business is it of yours who they decide to bounce around with? You must be jealous, long time since you've seen anything this gorgeous I'd say." George said striking a pose. He was about to say more when Ryo's hand covered his mouth. Placing a hand firmly around George's waist lifting him easily with one arm he carried him from the school. A group of women were bringing their children and smiled at Ryo then hurried inside giggling about seeing the usually calm royal detective flustered and carrying a brightly colored beauty.

When they were inside the car George sighed and pulled out his lipstick while Ryo cleaned the smudges from his hand. Sighing George turned to Ryo when he got into the car. "Sorry," he began. "He just made me so..."

"Thank you," Ryo smiled laughing softly. He started the car and turned off the radio as George began to sing. They arrived at the consulate and Ryo gasped. There was no magic that he could feel. Looking around, he saw just a fancy abode, no hidden panels, no visual illusions, just... a consulate.

"Your Highness," Ryo turned at the greeting and smiled at the young man that approached.

"Jhaymes, what's going on?" he asked trying to remember that a non-Arcadian was with him. George looked at the tall man that halted before speaking and looked at him. George took in the black hair with streaks of deep green and silver running through it. He was handsome in a classical way, with a slim physic that suggested strength while his brown eyes held a merriment that was contagious. "I mean, hi, how are you? How is Alera? This is George, Boy George, I mean." Ryo introduced and looked around again puzzled over the normal consulate as opposed to a thinly veiled doorway to Arcadia. As far as he could tell, Arcadia was no where near here.

"Every thing is fine, the Royale plans to attend Lyo's party on Saturday." Jhaymes said his eyes not leaving George. "How can I help you?" Jhaymes asked and Ryo rolled his eyes when Jhaymes did not even turn to look at him to ask him the question. Jhaymes leaned in then backed away sneezing. Ryo frowned, Heaven had the same response when she had sniffed George. He was the only one who hadn't. But then again, he had never scented him with any real seriousness. Taking a moment he moved beside George and inhaled. Ryo was bombarded with a wild sweet scent that was not perfume then sneezed when something spicy and unpleasant entered his nose. George looked up in surprise when Ryo moved away from him.

"I did shower this morning," George said sniffing his hair then looking at both Ryo and Jhaymes.

"Oh, no, sorry," Ryo said looking away. "Its not you," he said vaguely worried that whatever wanted George would not give up so easily. "Where are they" Ryo asked turning back to Jhaymes he slightly inclined his head at George. "I have a few things to talk about." Ryo was glad that George's attention had been captured by one of Daphnus paintings that hung in the grand hall.

"They are tripping the light fantastic," Jhaymes said widening his eyes to let Ryo know that there was fighting taking place.

"Well if they need their reserves..." Ryo paused when he felt a shifting and a door opened. He briefly glimpsed Arcadia before Lord D stepped out and closed the side door. "Lord D," Ryo smiled brightly glad to see the Kami standing and looking so healthy. "You look beautiful."

Lord D laughed softly and stood still while Ryo embraced him. "Thank you Your Highness." Lord D said and Ryo sighed. He could not get used to that title even though every time he came here it is what he was called. "Oh, you have a friend," Lord D said when George turned around.

"Count D?" George said wondering at the long ponytail that hung over Lord D's shoulder. He had admired Count D's bob cut just last night.

"I share that title, but he is my son," Lord D answered smiling. "I was just hoping that Jhaymes would take me to your house, I hear dear Dee is injured and in need of a doctor." Lord D said after Ryo had introduced him. "Now I see that I do not need to trouble you," Lord D smiled at Jhaymes who nodded.

"No trouble at all," Jhaymes waved them away his eyes never leaving George as he hummed while they left the consulate. Jhaymes was still staring after the car had driven away and Alera rounded on him.

"Well, isn't he adorable?" She asked nudging her twin.

"Leri," Jhaymes said, heading off to the practice room.

Break

George sat in the car with Lord D while Ryo went into a fast food restaurant to pickup lunch. "Tired," He said and Lord D simply refused to be around so many people. Ryo knew the smells could make the delicate male ill.

"You have traveled a long way," Lord D said looking at George.

"Yes, from London," George answered even though he had an odd sense that the man was not asking him.

"That is not the journey of which I speak," Lord D said his small smile in place. "You are not alone anymore," Lord D said. "Friends now will walk beside you." George was still puzzling over the words when Ryo returned with three large salads. He had noted that last nights dinner had no meat and now again, they were going vegetarian. "Thank you," Lord D said to Ryo smiling brightly when Ryo also handed him a large triple chocolate muffin. Another bag was put in the back seat next to George.

"For Dee and Heaven, if she is eating food today," Ryo said to Lord D who laughed.

"She doesn't eat food?" George asked still shocked that she had kissed him so thoroughly.

"Sometimes Heaven does a liquid diet," Ryo said with a laugh. When they made it to the house they saw Heaven staring at a chess board Dee on the other side. "Hi Dee," Ryo said trying not to disturb their game. Dee caught his hand and tugged pulling until he leaned over and kissed him.

"Hey baby, George and..." Dee paused looking up he smiled brightly. "Well look at you," Dee stood and pulled Lord D into a hug. "Glad you are okay, the last time I saw you..." Dee halted and sighed not wanting to admit that he had feared for Lord D's life.

"Thank you Detective, but I can see that you are not all right. Please go upstairs and get into bed." Lord D said. "Sorry Heaven, perhaps he will play later." Heaven shrugged and followed Ryo into the kitchen with George. George's fork halted midway to his mouth when she trailed her hand along his neck moving his hair aside she leaned down and pressed a kiss there.

"Heaven!" Ryo pulled her away from George who had paled and clenched his fork. "Things are not as they seem, he will play along, even though it is not what he wants..." Ryo spoke in Japanese knowing Heaven would understand.

"Wakkatta, Ryo-kun," Heaven smiled and Ryo frowned, if she knew why was she...? "But sometimes, a person will not budge, unless pushed." Heaven said the last in English then accepted the salad that Ryo handed her.

"After this I have a visit to make, you can stay," Ryo began but George shook his head he sent a furtive glance at Heaven.

"I want to go out. It has been a while," George said getting up to get a bottle of water from the fridge. Ryo frowned looking at his arm when his sleeve shifted. Getting to his feet Ryo grabbed George and pushed the sleeve up to see the marks on his arm. George was silent as Ryo stared at him. Ryo's eyes met his and George feared that Ryo would insist he leave at once. "I'm clean," George was quick to say. He gasped when Ryo's hand seemed to get hot where it held his.

"He is," Heaven assured Ryo licking her lips to indicate that she would have tasted any recent infusions of heroin when she had bitten him. Ryo released him shaking his head he saw Lord D entering the kitchen. Ryo went to the counter and pulled the bag with the muffin out and sat it on a plate. Ryo held it a moment until it heated then poured Caramel and honey over it. George looked over when he reached for the powdered sugar and dusted it liberally. Handing Lord D a cup of water that he had poured from a bottle into a cup. Ryo presented him with the sweet. George watched as the smaller man picked up his fork and ate the confection with relish not even looking at the salad that was waiting for him.

"Do you have any peanut butter?" Lord D asked smiling beautifully at Ryo who nodded and got a spoon down then handed the jar to Lord D.

"You eat like a pregnant woman," George said with a laugh when Lord D pulled a piece of lettuce from the salad and nibbled it. Ryo and Heaven both began to laugh clearing the tension in the room

Break

Justin dashed up the stairs in terror as his mother opened the door for the Detective and his companion. "Hello Mrs. Stander," Ryo said pleasantly introducing her to George.

"Oh my... you're... oh my," Mrs. Stander gasped looking around her small home with embarrassment. Ryo noted that she was again wearing her pink waitress uniform. "Detective, How can I help you?"

"Actually," Ryo said watching with a smile as George made himself at home sitting on the threadbare, but painfully clean couch. He pulled out what looked like Rain's journal and began to write. Mrs. Stander stared at the mega star then turned back to Ryo. "I..." Ryo began but paused when he heard a strange ring-tone. He reached into his pocket just as George pulled a cell from his pocket and looked at it. Ryo went to his side as he blinked rapidly then shoved the phone back into his pocket without answering. George looked up at Ryo then smiled and Ryo decided to accept the smile for now and question the tears later. Nodding he went back to Mrs. Stander. "I am here as a highness today," Ryo announced taking her hand. "I was made aware that the safe house on eleventh and Star needs a cook. I was wondering if you would be interested in the position. It is an eight hour job, as you will be cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner, naturally you will be paid for your trouble."

"Oh it sounds lovely, but I could never work beyond walking distance," Mrs. Stander sighed that she could not accept the job.

"Silly me, of course you can't," Ryo said with a laugh. "As it is, I was hoping you would be willing to take that Escalade off our hands, we have had it since we came here from New York and Dee has been bothering me about getting a new SUV." George looked up at Ryo his mouth dropping.

"We can not afford to pay you for that," Mrs. Stander said her eyes brimming she looked up to see Justin sitting at the top of the stairs watching. George looked up at the boy and smiled. He could tell there was some disfigurement, but could not get a good look at the crouched figure.

"No, no, you would be doing us a favor," Ryo handed her the title. "All you have to do is sign, I have arranged for a car to pick us up and take us home."

"You won't be driving back?" George asked with a joy that caused Ryo to frown at him.

"We usually pay the insurance in blocks of two years so you don't have to worry about that, and here, it is registered to it," Ryo handed her the keys and what appeared to be a gas card. Ryo did not tell the lady that the card was linked to his own bank account. "Gas is all that it can be used for," He said then handed her a pen so that she could sign the title. "Cooking will only pay fifteen an hour, sorry, but could you have your husband call me when he gets in? There is also an opening for a janitor and handy-man." Ryo was quick to make a retreat as the limousine pulled up.

George got into the car and stared at Ryo. "Does Dee know you were giving the car away today?"

"Who was that?" Ryo asked indicating the pocket where George had shoved the phone. George sighed then looked out the window while they went to pick up Lyo from school.

Break

Dee came to stand beside Ryo while he put away the dinner dishes. George sat at the table with a large blue shirt that he had cut in half. Ryo watched for a moment as he attached safety pins then began to secure a large yellow shirt to it. "Ryo," Dee said casually.

"Yes Dee," Ryo turned on the dishwasher and set a pot of tea on the stove.

"Where's the Escalade?" Dee asked he had awakened as they returned home in the sleek limo.

"Dee," Ryo said handing George a cup of tea then moving to the doorway. "Did I show you the other things I got at the mall?" He asked with a flirtatious wink. Dee had paused at the words. The bag from Spencer Gifts was too large for just the black silk that Ryo had worn. Dee gulped feeling a reaction at the memory. "Maybe later, okay, right now, I need to finish a few phone calls for Lyo's party." Ryo danced agilely out of the way of Dee's hand when the phone rang.

"I got it!" George blinked as Bikky yelled from the back door. Running to the phone he picked up. "Hello," He said into the receiver. "Who is this?" He sounded belligerent at whatever had been said to him on the phone. "You are the one who called here. How did you get this number? Man, don't make me be unpleasnat, Ryo doesn't like it when I'm unpleasant. Who do you want to speak to?" Bikky said then handed the phone to George he stomped away. "Its for you," He said over his shoulder.

"Hello," George said then gasped at the familiar voice on the other end. "No, I was busy," George said forcing a smile. "Yes, for three weeks I was busy," he said with a small sigh. "You're sorry..." George's voice shook and Bikky peeked into the kitchen. He gasped as he saw the first tears begin to fall. "No... Um..." George sniffled his hands trembling. Bikky went and grabbed Rain from his journal and pulled him into the kitchen.

"Rain give this guy a dissertation of the history of Native Americans... In Cheyenne," Bikky handed the phone to Rain who began to speak not questioning his brother's odd request while Bikky took George by the hand pulling him to his feet. "Ryo..." Bikky called tugging George into the living room. "Some jerk made George cry."

"What?" Ryo came out of the den his face flushed and lips swollen from Dee's insistent kisses. He went into the kitchen and took the phone from Rain and listened. After a moment he said. "Who are you and how dare you speak to my son like? What did you say to George?" Ryo demanded then gasped and hung up. "If he ever calls here again you give me the phone," Ryo said to Bikky and Rain. Bikky took the phone from Ryo when it began to smoke glad that George was busy with a handkerchief and did not see.

"I think I will go to bed a little early," George announced and gasped wondering what Ryo was up to as he was frisked. Ryo took his cell and turned it off.

"Get some rest," Ryo said his face red in his indignation. George smiled and nodded, then went upstairs to do just that.
Snog, Sniff, Sneeze

Rain paused outside the guest room door and knocked. He waited a beat and knocked again. Listening, he could not hear the sound of the shower, and so knew that George was not in the room's private bathroom. Rain knocked and heard a soft sigh. Slyphe butted her head against the door and Rain grew worried. Pushing the door open he was shocked to see George prone on the bed marks of a night spent in tears evident. Rain approached the bed and lightly tapped his shoulder. George opened his eyes and peered at Rain. "Ryo said that breakfast is ready, if you want to come down." George sat up and looked at the young man that stood by and tried to offer his young visitor a smile.

"Not hungry, kay," George tried to be cheerful but failed and rolled over onto his side away from Rain.

"He and Dee are going to be taking us to school and if you want to come, might want to hop a shower..." Rain was quiet when George did not respond. "Okay," Rain heaved a sigh and backed out of the room. He shook his head and saw Slyphe standing beside him. In Cheyenne he said. "Stay with him girlie," Slyphe gave him a purr and jumped onto the bed as he went down to enjoy breakfast with his family.

"Not coming?" Ryo flipped a pancake then sighed already knowing the answer. Long into the night he had heard George weeping. Ryo gasped when Heaven appeared at his side. "Hi Heaven." Ryo said without looking up from what he was doing.

"That smells good," Heaven grinned then looked up stairs. "So does that," She smiled prompting Ryo to raise a brow at her and she giggled. "Disregarding the taint, but it is fading fast with no further contact to it. I tracked all night. It circled the house three times before giving up."

"What is it?" Ryo asked turning off the fire.

"It has a body, but it hides behind a human face... Not it's own. I have tasted this before... I need Auri to come by, and maybe a friend," Heaven said. "He smells... Ryo," heaven turned Ryo to face her and looked into his dark eyes her own amber orbs brimming with a red mist that was the herald of a vampire's sadness. "There is a pain deep inside of a heart that was beyond broken. It... He needed love and he thought he found it, and..." Heaven shook her head. She was about to speak more when Bikky placed a hand on her arm. "I'm alright," Heaven nodded wiping her eyes with her hand then licking the blood. "I am not the one you should be worried about." Heaven inhaled her hair dissipating into smoke moments before she did and wafted through a window.

Ryo looked out into the streaming sunlight then dished up breakfast. He made a plate then went into the freezer. He filled a bowl with ice then poured water into it. Taking his bowl and his plate he headed upstairs. Ryo tapped softly on the door then opened it when George bid him. "Thought you might get hungry later," Ryo sat the plate on the bedside table next to the bowl of iced water. George sniffled then rolled onto his back. He gasped when a cold towel was placed over his eyes and forehead. "Dee and I are taking the boys to school we'll be back in a bit."

"Okay," George said not moving the soothing towel.

"I know I am the last person you want to hear this from, but... It takes time. If you want to talk..." Ryo left the words open. "Oh and don't answer the phone." George laughed softly when he saw that Ryo took the battery out of his cell. "Especially if whoever is calling is going to upset you."

"Why do you care?" George's soft words halted Ryo where he stood by the door.

"That's what friends do," Ryo smiled, then shut the door. He paused when he saw Lyo standing by the door. "Yes?"

"Not gonna take teddy to school today," Lyo announced nodding his head.

"Big man, five years old huh?" Ryo said having put whipped cream on his pancakes to celebrate the momentous occasion. Today was his birthday, but the party would be Saturday.

"No, Georgie needs it more," Lyo opened the door and tip-toed over to the bed and crawled over until he right next to George. "Georgie," he said lifting the corner of the towel over George's eyes. "Here, this is Mr. Pudge, Ryo gave him to me when I first got here to help me sleep when I missed my mommy. You can keep him." Lyo placed a kiss on George's cheek then bounced off the bed. "Gonna go now, Miss Joy said she is going to miss me so I made her a picture of us all. Last night I added you." Lyo walked cheerfully back and George looked at the bear that looked to be older than the little boy who gave it to him.

"This was yours," George said looking at Ryo who shook his head.

"Dee's, but you didn't hear it from me." Ryo winked then left the room. George laughed softly and hugged the little bear before he refreshed the towel and placed it back over his eyes.

Break

Jill grimaced as she looked at the lump of flesh and muscle that was sprawled on the dusty pavement. "You know, this person could leave them in a less dusty place." She wiped her hands. "I feel like we're Mulder and Scully," She grumbled.

"Steaming piles of dusty, skinless flesh," Leon remarked. "What every girl dreams of finding," Leon laughed as they headed off. "Let's see if Ryo and Dee can meet us for lunch."

"You know we could get suspended for discussing this case with two officers who are on suspension," Jill giggled and stepped aside for the CSI team.

"Then this damn thing will never be solved," Leon complained with a chuckle. He looked back at the body splayed on the ground drying amidst the pile of dust. "Weren't they all covered in dust?"

"Yeah," Jill mused then looked over at JJ. "We should have that dust analyzed. It might be a clue."

"At least there is no incense," Leon grinned. "Maybe next week when the shop has it's grand re-opening we can sniff around, till then... I'm thinking roast beef."

"Today is Collins' right?" Jill smiled. "I'm feeling...no meat," She grimaced looking at the body in its bag. It could be a while before she ate meat again, a long while.

Break

George rubbed the towel through his long hair and hummed while he placed the plate in the sink and rinsed it. He was putting the plate in the dishwasher when the doorbell rang. Making sure his robe was belted he hummed and went over to open it. "Hello," he said then frowned when the man on the porch simply stared at him. "Can I help you?"

"Hi... Lovely," He reached for George's towel and pulled it free from his hair. George backed away taking in the man's dark brown eyes and curling blond hair that just graced his shoulder's. His smile was warm as he stared at George.

"Who are you?" George asked when the man reached again with a disturbing familiarity.

"Oh sorry," The man blinked seeming to remember himself he extended his hand. "I am Bill Donovan," he said staring at George some more. "It's Wednesday," He said as if that would explain everything. "The plants in the backyard. I am here to fertilize them."

"Oh, okay," George looked at the man's broad shoulders and height. "You look more like a gymnast than a gardener." George laughed then followed him out to the yard. "I was planning on enjoying the backyard today. You don't mind, do you?"

"Please do," George laughed softly then followed the man through the house to the backyard. He inhaled closing his eyes. He thought of the last time he had been in a garden, he had been writing. Then, his lover had come by and kissed him. George opened his eyes to find Bill staring at him. George shook his head. He went to the padded lounge near a fountain and lifted the umbrella into place sitting down he pulled out his head phones and journal. Bill stood still for a moment his eyes roaming the figure before him. So pale, so beautiful, small but not thin. Without looking up George put his hair into two thick braids that he coiled on top of his head to dry. When he looked up Bill pressed his lips to his.

"What the bloody hell?" George said gasping and moving away. "Do I have the words 'snog me' tattooed on my face?" George jumped to his feet his journal falling to the floor along with the CD player and pen.

"Sorry, I will come back another time," Bill said smiling. He beat a hasty retreat from the backyard when George frowned at him. Bill went to the house pausing to look out the window and see George sit back on his lounge. Grumbling a few words under his breath he packed up and stomped inside his mood ruined. George entered the kitchen and saw Bill still standing there. Sending the gardener a furious glare to which the man smiled, nodded and dashed to the door. George grabbed a bottle of water and headed back outside. The nerve of some people!

Break

Ryo and Dee stepped onto the porch the same moment Heaven appeared. "I was following it and it came here," Heaven sniffed. "Recently." She said sniffing the door. "Pretty's in there."

"Heaven," Ryo warned opening the door he sneezed violently the same time as she did.

"Whoa, baby," Dee said when Ryo gasped and sneezed again before he sniffed the room just as Heaven hissed.

"George," Ryo said walking into the empty living room. He turned around and looked into the kitchen. "George!" He raised his voice just as Dee dashed upstairs. "George!" Ryo sneezed and the panicking began when Heaven's fangs appeared and she looked wildly about the room. Ryo ran through the door. "George!" Ryo paused when he saw George getting to his feet pulling his headphones from his head. "Heaven, stand down," Ryo said breathing in relief.

Heaven turned, her hair swirling in a fluffy brown mass to her back. Closing her mouth she shrunk her fangs and aimed a smile at George. "Hello Pretty." Ryo frowned as he looked for Slyph and Cujo. He saw them both laying by the flower bed asleep. Walking over Heaven touched them both. "Not just nappy time." She said when they did not stir at her approach. She looked at George then turned to Ryo switching to Japanese. "Magic, came from over the fence, far enough away that they did not sense it and attack." Heaven said and Ryo sighed. He walked over to George and grasped both of his arms.

George stared at Ryo wondering what he was about and gasped as Ryo leaned in. "Why is everyone obsessed with snogging me?" George shoved away from Ryo only to have Heaven hold him from behind. George's eyes widened when they both leaned in and sniffed him. "What the bloody hell is going on?" George demanded when they stepped away. Dee came outside and looked at the ferocious pets that were awakening. "First your gardener decides to take a nip and now you two gang up. I don't recall signing up for a menage-a- trois." George remembered himself then turned on a flirtatious smile. "Though... I wouldn't mind trying a few new things." He winked at Dee.

"Cut it out," Ryo took his wrist and pulled him in to the house. "Go get dressed you're coming with us. Heaven," Ryo said when George went upstairs. "Are they alright?" Heaven looked at Slyphe and Cujo both slow to get to their feet. Shaking their heads Slyphe hissed then dashed up the stairs after George while Cujo sniffed the yard.

"They're good, but you might want to have Rain blow the yard later to clear away this lingering haze." Heaven said with another look around. "I'm going to find this thing... And kill it." Heaven began to walk the perimeter of the yard, Ryo going inside to make sure the house was otherwise secure. He went back outside to find Heaven sitting on padded lounger that George had vacated seeming to be deep in thought. "Ryo," Heaven began while looking over the fence. "This taste, when I tasted George, it seemed familiar, but... I can't place it. It is like an aftertaste that I remember." Heaven would have said more, her eyes going to the foliage then turned to Ryo. "When did you get a gardener?"

"What?" Dee said opening the fridge and pulling out a soda. "We don't have a gardener, that is all Rain's doing." Dee pointed to the lush flowers growing beautifully in their backyard.

"What do you mean, you don't have a gardener?" George said descending the stairs. "He was here not half an hour ago."

"Dee," Ryo said tossing Dee his cell as they had discovered that Dee had not charged his and it was quite dead. "I don't care who you have to insult, get a Royale on the phone." Ryo looked over and saw the leggings and large shirt that seemed to be made of two of the large shirts that George had bought last weekend held together by knots, ribbons and safety pins. His hair cascaded around his shoulders in rippling waves with a large yellow bow secured on top.

"He said he was here to fertilize, decided to steal a taste then ran off," George explained, rolling his eyes, which were covered with his usual palette of make-up as well as his cheeks and lips. "And, thank you Ryo, the witch hazel did wonders, there is no mark at all." Ryo nodded sneezing again when coming into his home. Seemed like Rain would have to blow the entire downstairs with his winds.

"Come on," Ryo said smiling. "We need to get some lunch." Ryo looked at Dee who shook his head and handed him back the phone.

"For all that I can get a hold of them... Zarro may as well have eaten their phones." Dee grumbled and plugged his in. "Come on. Leon, JJ and Jill are waiting for us. Another skinned one."

"Skinned what?" George asked following them to the limo.

"Case," Ryo answered.

"We have to get a new car," Dee said pinching Ryo's bottom before he could sit down. George laughed when Ryo yelped. Chihaya's smile of greeting fell from his face when the group entered the cafe/boutique. George's eyes lit up and he excused himself to go investigate the flashy clothes on display. "Want me to order for you?" Dee asked before he was out of earshot.

George nodded his hair floating around his face, "Caesar please, with Italian ice if they have it." Dee nodded then went to sit at the table with Jill, Leon and JJ who had files spread out on their table.

"Isn't he vivacious?" Kagetsuya remarked looking after George as he wandered the racks of brightly colored items selecting a few and discarding others.

"You think so?" Chihaya pouted looking at George. When the singer smiled it seemed as if that side of the room he was on glowed brighter. Chihaya wondered who this person was and why he was with the detectives. As he stared George looked over at Ryo then went back to his shopping. Looking at his fluffy-haired, purple eyed lover Kagetsuya smiled thinking of ways to take him home early. Kagetsuya turned Chihaya's face up to his and kissed him.

Dee ordered his food and waited for Ryo to finish. When the waitress left the table he focused his attention on the others at the table. "What do we have here?" Dee took the file and flipped it open.

"From the blood samples, we know who all of our victims were. They have nothing in common, as far as race, age, lifestyle or religion, but the deaths occur about every three days. " JJ said sipping his soda and looking through the photos then handing them to Ryo. "This is the latest one." JJ pointed to a man with curly blond hair. "William Donovan, worked at the florist shop of 29th street."

"Well that was quick," George said approaching the table carrying an arm load of clothes.

"What?" Ryo said closing the file with the photos of the skinned corpses and accepting the plate of food from Collins.

"You said he was dead, I just saw him this afternoon." George sat with his salad.

"Saw who?" Dee asked looking at his roast beef with relish.

George looked at the photo Ryo still held in his hand and pointed. "Your gardener."
Powdered Sugre 29

Normalcy is Over-Rated

The sound of the conversation in the cafe seemed louder as the table was beset by heavy silence. "He was a friendly sort, a bit fresh, but... had you known him long?" George put a consoling hand on Ryo's shoulder. He wondered why the detective's continued to look at each other.

"Um, George," Dee said as Ryo gazed at the picture then back up at George. "Remember us saying we have no gardener? Rain did the back yard plants and flowers."

"Oh, I am sorry," George said. "I never meant to let a stranger in your house, he seemed so familiar with the place."

"Not your fault, we should have told you if we were or not expecting anyone," Ryo smiled kindly and looked up when Heaven walked into the place and approached the table. George stared at her and gulped. He was glad that Jill and Ryo flanked him leaving the only available chair in between Leon and Dee. But it left her the complete opportunity to stare at him to her hearts content. Ryo handed George the picture. "Are you sure this is the man that you saw today?"

George looked at the picture studying the smooth features, curly blond hair and deep brown eyes. "Saw him, spoke to him, yelled at him," George said with a laugh. "I do believe I would remember a git that assaulted me."

"He assaulted you?" Leon said with a frown looking at the beautiful man. He moved his soda off a file before the moisture could ruin the contents.

"He kissed him," Dee said for George had gasped and JJ realized that one of the pictures of the skinned corpses had been shifted outside of it's file. "George," Dee said seriously. "The first time we saw this man was in these photos. He was found dead this morning, it must have been done before he could open his shop."

"How is this possible?" George asked his salad no longer appetizing he pushed it away. "Twins?"

"George, I need you to tell me about your face," Ryo turned in his chair until he was facing George and moved the man's chair until he too was turned away from the table. "When you first arrived you had a bruise, some one hit you. You said it was not your lover, then at the mall someone touched you. Tell me about everything." George heaved a sigh his heart speeding up to speak of such personal things. He lowered his head and looked away from Ryo.

"We are only trying to help you," Dee said. "You have to be straight with us, hard to do in your case I'm sure..."

"Dee," Ryo glared at Dee who shook his head and shoved his plate away disgusted with the entire affair. George opened his mouth to speak but closed it and stared in horror at the glass of soda that Ryo held. The liquid inside which had been iced a moment before began to boil. Jill leaned over George's chair with a rolled up napkin and took the hot glass from Ryo. "They sent you to us because we are the most normal family they can boast of, we could not even hold it together for a week." Ryo groused with a shake of his honey colored head. "Sad day for Arcadia, it really is."

"What are you talking about?" George said his voice raising as his breathing sped up. "How did you do that?"

"Nothing," Leon said when he saw the signs of panic. "He's just joshing to lighten the mood, get you relaxed. Ryo never could tell a good joke, even though he does a bang up party trick," Leon nodded and turned a meaningful glare at Ryo. Though he was still incensed to be saddled with an illusive presence that not only stalked his guest but had infiltrated his home. He did not know why he cared this much, but he did. George seemed to have been through so much if he could spare him... he would. "Look," Leon said gaining George's attention. "If you don't tell us everything, we can't protect you."

George nodded and took a deep inhalation. Holding it he met Leon's eyes, then Dee's finally he turned to Ryo. "It was right around the time I left the rehabilitation center."

"Rehabilitation, for...?" Jill said her notebook out and pen in hand.

George looked away then met her eyes. "Heroin, I'm clean now," He was quick to say when her eyes flared and she looked at Ryo and then Heaven who nodded her eyes going crystal clear to alert Jill to how she had found out returning them to their human appearance when Jill looked away. Jill then turned to Ryo as if questioning the wisdom in allowing a hybrid vampire to taste George. Ryo shook his head ending the silent conversation he turned back to George. "When I met him," George continued. "I was just packing my bags to go home, I thought he would be moving into my room, but he did not have bags and claimed to not even have an addiction. He was big, dark, with light blue eyes. Like Italian dark, not African American dark," George clarified. "He propositioned me in a most rude way. I turned him down and he hit me. Really hard too, the bastard." George pouted then ran a hand through his hair. "Knocked me right off my feet. When I came to, I was alone in the room, there was a note that said..." George paused and his eyes widened.

"What did it say?" JJ asked his voice gentle for George had frozen and Heaven leaned over the table as if planning to jump him. JJ placed a hand on Heaven's arm and she settled back the random beads in her hair making a soft clicking sound.

"It said see you later Lovely." George looked at the picture of poor dead William Donovan. "He said, when I opened the door, he said, Hello Lovely. He called me that."

"Don't worry pretty," Heaven reached over and took George's hand. "I won't let him harm you." George gasped when her ice-cold hand held his. "Sorry," She moved her hand away. "I haven't eaten in a few days," Heaven explained when Dee frowned and touched her hand.

"Jones and Dahlson just did a bust on an inner city gang, full of drug runners and pimps." JJ said finishing off his chicken. "They are in the penitentiary, you know," George looked at the detective and wondered at the seemingly out of place commentary. Heaven offered a mysteriously grateful smile then got to her feet. She leaned over the table as if the kiss George, but was moving slow, as if giving him time. George turned away and put his hand on Heaven's shoulder. When he shoved he feared she would be upset, but was surprised at the look of approval in her eyes. Heaven winked and walked away.

"What happened at the mall?" Leon asked refocusing on the case.

"What do you mean?" George asked he attempted to eat more of his salad.

"At the mall someone touched you,"Ryo explained.

"No, no one," George shook his head then paused a frown on his face. "You'll think I'm insane, but I did feel something. And I swear I was not and have not been high in some time."

"What did you feel?" Dee asked when Ryo laughed softly.

"Cold," George answered after a moment of thought. "It was brief, but like a hand went up my sleeve, then it was gone. I think your son got sick or something," George said with a shrug. In truth he had not thought about the incident since it had occurred. He looked up when a brightly colored Angel approached their table his flowered mini skirt flouncing with his every step.

"Hi guys," Angel gave a saucy wave and perched his hip on the table. George looked up the long legs covered with paisley printed tights and the small tee with a smiley face printed on it. "I was in the back working and Collins told me I had to come and see who was in my boutique. I came out and Oh my gosh, I'm dying, right now, I am." Angel flushed his hair bobbing as he nodded. "Boy George, here in my boutique. I have dreamed of making you clothes, because, aside from Andy, you would wear them fabulously."

"Well everything I wear, I wear fabulously." George said with a smile and a wink.

"If I made you something," Angel said sitting in Ryo's lap so that he could be eye level with George. Ryo raised his hands then sat still with a sigh. "Would you wear it?"

"If I like it," George agreed with a nod.

Angel nodded as well bouncing on Ryo who gasped and resisted the urge to shove the smaller man to the floor. Angel, sensing his seat's discomfort with his proximity pouted. "Of all the men here, no offense Jill," Jill shook her head laughing. "I had to sit on the uptight, anal retentive one." Ryo turned an outraged stare at Angel. "You would think, with all that he regularly contains," Angel winked at Dee. "It would be impossible to retain anything in his..." Ryo pushed him off. Angel caught himself on the arms of George's chair leaving his bottom pointed in Ryo's direction. He gave a little shake then sashayed away laughing.

"You're not that bad really, I've known worse," George said to Ryo with a calm smile on his face.

Leon stood as well as Jill and JJ. "We are going to head back to the office and see what we come up with. We'll call later with the verdict." Leon said then reached to shake George's hand. "It was nice to see you again, thank you for all of your help." George nodded gracefully then turned to see Ryo and Dee frowning at each other. "You two stop being grouchy, you'll be back to work in no time." Leon waved as they left.

"Those little," Dee growled when Chihaya came back and handed them the bill. "Whatever," Dee grumbled. "You want to pay for those, we need to head out."

"Oh, no I am not buying them, I wanted to show them to Ryo." George said holding up several shirts in bright red, teal blue and pink.

"George, I don't care what you wear," Ryo laughed shaking his head. "But I am pleased that you value my opinion."

"Thats nice, these are for you," George said and Ryo halted half out of his chair. He straitened fully when George held a pink shirt up to him as if sizing it.

"No they aren't," Ryo shook his head moving George's hands, in a delicate push he moved away.

"Oh?" George said and Ryo grew afraid at the coy expression. "I guess my advice only suffices when you are buying lingerie, but nothing more." Ryo turned red and George laughed as he went to put the things away.

"Better be careful with the boiling of drinks," Dee whispered in Ryo's ear. "And what else did he help you buy?" Ryo gave Dee a flirtatious smile then went out to the waiting car.

"Why don't you go get us another SUV, while George and I go pick up Lyo a little early," Ryo left the Cafe/ Boutique with George. "Don't forget the PTA meeting tonight. I will send the car back to my grandfather and we can all drive home together."

"You won't be driving?" George asked Ryo getting into the fancy car. He stuck out his tongue when Ryo gave him a glare. Dee laughed and waved them off before hailing a cab to the car lot. We are not going to pick up Lyo this early are we?" George said looking at the time. It was only 2:28, surely the little children were just getting up from nap.

"Our anniversary is coming," Ryo admitted with a shy laugh. "I saw this store advertised in the paper and never had the uh... Well, I wouldn't go there, but I thought..."

George looked at the advertisement for the classy adult store. "You want me to come with you?" George asked with a pleased laugh he sat back in the car and ate a piece of candy leaving Ryo to wonder what kind of beast had decided to plague this vibrant young soul.

Break

Miaka sat at her desk and looked at the detectives that had come in her office with their evidence. "Lady and Gentlemen," She said her fingers steepled in front of her face. Long dark hair framed her pale face. With the office door closed she had allowed her pointed ears to show through and her eyes took on their original grass green hue. "I will alert the commissioner that the case is now beyond his capabilities and that the CIA will now be handling it. Seeing as how you officers are involved, he does not have to do more than sit in his office and screw your cousin, which is what he does anyway." Miaka grinned at JJ who laughed but had to agree. "As for our culprit, it can be only one of two things."

"Which is?" Leon asked folding his arms.

"It is either an Incubus, or a Succubus." Miaka looking at their crime scene photos and the samples of dust. "A lust demon that feeds off sex, it seduces those it can and rapes those who won't, feeding off their energy and then stealing their skin."

"So what is the difference? I mean you said either or, then listed off one set of criteria," Jill asked her blond curls bouncing as she huffed a frustrated breath.

"The difference between an incubus and a succubus is their gender. Incubi being male and succubi being female, they are essentially the same demon. It has been known, every few centuries or so, for a demon of this sort to latch on to one human, to become in love, as much as these beasts of hell can ever know love, a kind of obsession really. They will mark their prey, then set about seducing it. If they can not seduce it, they will rape it, then kill."

"We think this is its obsession," JJ handed her a picture of a smiling Boy George.

"I can see why," Miaka said after a cursory glance. "She is beautiful and there is color about her. These creatures live in darkness, so naturally it would reach for something bright."

"He and he," Leon informed the special agent. "He," He pointed to the picture of George. "Is male and he described the person who attacked him as a male."

Miaka said nothing and looked again, closer at the picture of George before she looked up at Leon. "Okay, that is male, but we still have no gender clues as to our demon." Miaka held up a hand to forestall any questions. "The demon is but wearing the skin of the last mortal it killed, it will stay active in the skin for a few days then the skin will crumble to dust leaving the creature to search out another. In its true form it can not woo, for a human would look at the scaled skin and horns and run away, unless they have some kinky fetishes I do not dare to even think of," Miaka shuddered. "So after raping a victim, it will then steal their skin, moving on to the next, all with the agenda of getting closer to their intended target. If it approached as male, it would be because a male is what the target is attracted to."

"So why do we need to know what it is?" Jill shrugged her shoulders. "And how do we kill it?"

"The answer to your second question is revealed in the first," Miaka said her cryptic words confusing all in the room. "You see a succubus is hot and therefore fears the cold. Ice and wind would hamper the beast long enough that it could be killed. An incubus is cold and therefore fears heat. Flames would be enough to incinerate it."

"It's male," JJ said looking back through the notes that Jill had taken. "George said when he was at the mall that it felt cold. But wait," JJ was struck with a thought. "Ryo said that it made Rain sick. Why?"

"He fouled the wind, and wind is in that boy's blood." Miaka said, she looked again at the picture of George then shook her head. "He really is beautiful."

Break

Rain sat on the stage with his legs folded underneath him holding his hair off his neck. Bikky came and sat beside him offering him a bottle of water. "You seem to be worked harder than anyone here," He frowned at the staff producer of the spring show.

"That's because," Rain said after a long drink. "Not only am I responsible for my solos, I also have duets and group songs. They want me in as many performances as possible so no one feels slighted. They don't want another fiasco like last year." Rain quoted the principal when they had made the arrangements for the show. "It's funny, it will be like a tribute concert to Arcadia most of the songs chosen are from our CD's."

"I heard they are combining the spring show and prom with another high school," Bikky said then he looked deep into Rain's shocking green eyes. "The other school is West Lake." Rain paused then drank more water. "They said that it is because both schools had planned to have both functions on the same night and did not want to compete with each other for ticket sales. So they are having them together, they can charge three times as much and divide the earnings. Even with the tickets triple priced, the audience gets to see you for less than the going concert rate."

"Must be fun being a star," Bikky tensed at the sneering tone and turned to see a tall boy in a West Lake uniform of black dress slacks and tailer fitted maroon jacket over a white shirt. "Funny how you waited until you transferred to make it big. You know, our school is the one that is supposed to have all the class. This is a public school." He frowned at Bikky as Erick and Terry came over to stand at their side. "Is this your gang? I guess you can take the street rat out of New York, can't take the New York out of the street rat."

"You must be a big fan of Rain's to know where his family comes from," Erick said before Rain or Bikky could. "I'll bet you have posters all over your wall." Erick laughed softly. After Peter had thrown a fit, he had given his paraphernalia to Julie.

"These are my friends," Bikky explained then felt a small wind around his hand. He would rather Rain did that than to hold his hand in public. Bikky held the intangible fingers in his own just as they dissipated. "I don't have a gang, just friends and family. Here to check out the performance space?"

"Yeah, I know, even though this is a lowly public school," Rain said with a feigned sigh. "That our stage is better suited to theatrical performance, having performed on both stages, this has better acoustics." Bikky stood to his full height topping the West Lake student by almost a foot. With his eyes wide he stared a Bikky then offered a placatory smile and held his palms out.

"Yeah, just wanted to check the place out. We are here to work out blocking and stuff." He held out his hand. "Name's Merrick Carrell, my mom is fond of romance novels and gave us all names that sounded like some damsel in distress, or in me and my brother's cases, the heroes that rescued them."

"Have fun, we're almost done here," Rain pulled his things into a bag. "If I sweat any more today, I'll be able to swim in my own BO." Rain lifted his hair off his neck cursing the fact that his hair band had broken and he did not have any replacements. He thought of borrowing Julie's, but he looked up at the stage where she was working with several other girls. She was sweating as well and he would hate to make her uncomfortable. Bikky laughed grabbing his bag they turned and came face to face with a group of girls wearing black pencil skirts and form fitting maroon jackets over white shirts.

"Rain," A tall girl with curling blond ringlets reached out and hugged him. "Oh... Rain. I have missed you." She started to sob holding onto his neck. "I could not approach before because of the rules about you guys, but now I am just so glad to see you." Rain patted her back, then sat her away from him. Stepping back himself until he could look at her. "Rain?"

"Felice, it's been a while," Rain's words were oddly formal. He heard the music stop and looked up to see Julie coming from the stage. She placed her hand in his. "Felice, this is Julie," he was quick to introduce. "Julie, Felice was in most of my classes at West Lake."

"He was always so shy," Felice laughed. "He would spend most of his time in class staring at me. I thought it was cute, but planned to ask him to homecoming. But he transferred before I got the chance." Felice patted her hair making sure that it gleamed in the bright beams of sunlight.

"Oh," Terry said not liking the way the snobbish young woman seemed to be sizing up Julie. "Didn't you read your poetry to Julie to get her to like you?"

"No," Rain said bringing up his hands where his fingers were clasped with Julie's. "I sang it."

Carol began to laugh as she and the rest of the Cheer leading squad made themselves known. "I guess even the shyest boy will speak up when he wants it bad enough."

Rain blushed then looked at Julie. "Nemeotatse," Rain said to Julie then followed Bikky and his friends.

"Oh Rain, Bikky," Carol said looking back at the wealthy kids that stared after them. "Your dads are here and they have George with them."

"He got out of bed," Rain smiled. When they had left this morning he had been worried about him.

"We can't go yet," Bikky said when Ryo, Dee and George reached them. "Rain has two more songs to go over and I left my bag in the gym."

"Just stopped by to say hi, we have a PTA meeting." Ryo said then looked at George. "I doubt you want to come with us." George was quick to shake his head then went to one of the plush chairs waving two fingers at Ryo and Dee who turned to leave. Holding on to Lyo's hand. " We'll be going out for dinner tonight, Bikky, behave." was all Ryo said to alert his son that he knew what was going on with the other students. Bikky gave Ryo a grin then went to get his gym bag.

While Rain trudged to a seat by George with Julie in tow to wait for his turn on the stage the West Lake student stared unabashed at George. "Hey, I have a problem." Rain said to George. "When we were singing together the other night, I had trouble matching you."

"You sounded fine," George assured Rain. "Great in fact."

"But I actually had to work to get it right. It usually comes so easy to me," Rain frowned. He tensed and moved back when George reached for his hair. Rain relaxed and allowed George to gather the long tresses. George pulled a ribbon from his pocket and secured the mass. "Thanks," Rain beamed a smile.

"Maybe we will sing later, it will be fun," George said then looked at the stage only grimacing a little at the young kids performance. He looked forward to Rain, if only to see some real talent.

Break

Rain stepped into the house laughing while George stared in amazement at him. "I still can not believe how much you ate," George commented then paled as Rain turned green. Ryo sniffed then sneezed noting that the scent of their intruder was still in the house. Before Ryo could say anything, a gust of wind blasted in from the open front door. Rain stood up releasing Bikky, he nodded to Ryo and pursed his lips. George laughed at the kissing noises Rain made to call Slyphe.

"All right there girl?" he asked and the cat nodded. "Dee, I think I left my journal in the car," Rain said reaching for the keys to their new Lexus. Dee tossed him the keys and watched as Ryo walked around. He was not even weirded out to see his lover randomly scenting to see if he would sneeze. Nodding that the place was clean he went to call the consulate attempting once again to get a Royale on the phone. Before he could complete the call, the door opened and Rain re-entered the house with Laton and Jhaymes.

"O-Ji-Ue," Ryo said conscious not to call Laton grandfather in English with George present. "Jhaymes," Ryo frowned. "Hi."

"Hi," Jhaymes said looking around he saw George sitting on the couch with a music magazine. Jhaymes watched him reading then refocused on Ryo. "I did not come with the dragon king, I was just in the area and..." Jhaymes paused his face turning red.

"Since you often come here to spend an evening with us," Ryo laughed. "In the neighborhood... huh," Ryo looked at George and caught the smile on his face when Jhaymes stared at him. "Come on in," he went into the kitchen. "Rain," Ryo called pouring himself a glass of juice. "Beef roast for dinner, drink your tea."

"Okay," Rain called tossing his journal on the couch Rain went to get the pitcher out of the refrigerator.

Dee moved the book and sat down. "Oh, sorry Laton, this is George, you would not know him, but he is the pop star Boy George, George, this is Laton, king of the easter Dragons of Arcadia."

"Hello. Nice to meet you," George shook Laton's hand and offered a smile. Laton took in the large bow on his head and the steaming mass of waving brown hair. "Is something wrong?" George asked and Laton shook his head he looked again at the mascara and eye-liner clad young man. George looked at Dee when the king continued to stare at him.

"Your lips are painted red," Laton said and nodded then went to the back yard. Heaven had called him earlier suggesting he go and scent mark his grandson's home in much the same way a creature would mark their territory, except with a dignified stroll as opposed to leaving odorous and embarrassing trails of liquid pheromones. "Ryo, walk with me," Laton said. "I will show you a trick that comes along with being in your mother's family." Ryo nodded knowing that Laton was being inconspicuous about their true nature in front of George. "Feather-head," Laton grumbled when Jhaymes went to sit near George.

"You're from England," Jhaymes said, he had been teased horridly by Alera ever since he had goggled at George. She had called him pathetic and chicken until he went for a walk and did in fact end up in this neighborhood. Seeing Laton speaking to Rain he had followed them both to the house. George nodded sitting his magazine aside.

"Yes, but my family is Irish you know," George laughed. "Very close-knit, my mother is put through it with all of her boys. My oldest is like a terror to the police you know. He has been beating them up since high school." Jhaymes was enchanted as George continued speaking. "So," George said after a while of running his mouth and Jhaymes just staring at him. "You are Arcadian, are you from the dragon kingdom?"

"No, Phoenix,"Jhaymes answered. "I mean, I am Arcadian, but I am from the Phoenix lands."

"Why are all the different kingdoms named after mythical creatures?" George asked, it was the same question that he had asked Andy when they met, but she had giggled and fed him a cookie. Where she got it from he was still unsure, but it had been delicious.

"Call it nomenclature," Jhaymes said with a shrug. "Are you thirsty?" Jhaymes offered and headed into the kitchen.

"I thought I was the host," George laughed. "I have been staying here," George went to the sink and filled the kettle with water. "Every time I ask question some one offers me food. What is up with that?" Jhaymes was glad of the distraction of Ryo and Laton entering from the back yard. Laton watched as the graceful George went to the stove and sat the kettle on the fire and got down several cups for tea. Laton approached and cornered George pressing him against the counter. George yelped and pushed the king away from him. "Excuse me sir!?" He exclaimed with widened eyes and flushed cheeks.

"Grandfather," Ryo stared in horror at Laton and where he had placed his hand on George.

"Hmm," Laton said with a sigh he looked up to see Dee rushing into the kitchen at George's cry. "It really is a boy." George made a soft sound that was more like a squeak and sat at the table with his legs closed staring aghast at Laton. "Ja Ne Snap Dragon," Laton patted Ryo's arm. "Torcha will be here with me for the party." Laton waved, aimed a smile at George then went to the door. "Feather-head," Laton said to Jhaymes leaving him to try to calm George.

Bikky answered the phone when it rang. He looked into the kitchen and saw George sitting at the table with Jhaymes. Smiling he handed the phone to Ryo. After a few moments Ryo began to speak Japanese to the angry man on the other end then hung up with a smile on his face. Jhaymes stood to leave after a few hours and George walked with him to the door. "Come by and visit us again," Ryo waved with a laugh. "As you so often do," Jhaymes blushed and nodded before heading off into the night smiling brightly.

"George, I'm sorry," George turned from the door to see Rain standing there holding a brown leather book. "It looks like mine and it was on the couch, so I just opened it to the last page marked. I did not mean to read it," Rain said and tears leaked from his eyes. George took the journal and saw another one just like it on the floor.

"It's alright, no reason to cry about it," George wiped Rain's face and Ryo was again amazed to see his son touched by another man so soon after meeting him. Even Leon was wary of familiarity with the boy.

"Oh no, I am not... I mean, not that I read it, but what I read." Rain took the handkerchief from Ryo and blew his nose. George nodded then patted Rain's arm. "I'm sorry." Rain impulsively hugged George then backed away. "I'm going to bed, night Ryo, Dee." Rain waved at his parents, tapped Bikky on the head then kissed Lyo before he went upstairs.

"I don't think I have ever seen him hug a man like that." Ryo said excepting himself and Dee. He would have said more but saw that George was staring at his journal with a sad sigh. "I think you may have an admirer." Ryo tried to lighten the mood when he feared that George would weep again.

"I am tired, so I think I will go to bed as well." George excused himself leaving Bikky, Ryo and Dee to stare after him.

"He calls at least three times a day, sometimes more," Ryo grumbled. "I doubt if George needs to hear one more apology, however heartfelt they may be." Dee nodded as Ryo picked up Lyo and took him for his bath.

Break

Slam! The sound of the body hitting the pavement was loud in the quiet of the aftermath of the battle. Andy looked at her sword where it sizzled cleaning to smoke off demon blood from the Arcadian steel. "I never thought," Nestoir said breathing deeply. "That digging into one dead criminals family history would lead to such annoyance."

"We'd better get back," Andy said still gasping shoving the blade home in its sheath. "We'd better go warn Ryo and Dee."
Powdered Sugre 30

Crash and Burn

Thursday:

"It's so quiet," George said sitting at the kitchen table. He had offered to help Ryo when he went downstairs to find Dee leaving with the boys to take them to school. Slyphe sat at his feet, her massive paws wrapped around his ankles as if to keep him in place. Cujo stalked the backyard his fur bristled on end as he sniffed. Ryo knew what they were up against. Last night Leon had called to tell him about a stalking lust demon. He looked at George and handed him a bowl of raw chicken and another bowl of seasoning along with a platter. "Simple dip and place," George said. "Are you sure it is wise to give me raw chicken while this... cat is here? She won't attack me will she?"

"Only if you call her fat," Ryo said with a laugh to which Slyphe offered him a baleful glare Looking at George Ryo could well understand what would motivate a lust demon. He had asked Laton why, amongst most flames, a dragons flames terrified it more than others. Laton had been thoughtful and lectured Ryo on the history of the beasts, as well as their gifts. While a phoenix was made of flames it was the flames that consisted of earth lore, the way the creator made it. Flames were made before the birds. A dragons flames were a separate entity in and of themselves. The flames lived inside of the dragon in their purest form and could be used to purify the most virulent evil. It was the passion of the dragon that caused the flames to form from the element into the destructive or life-giving force. Ryo looked at George and vowed to use whatever gift he had to protect him.

George set about dipping the chicken in the seasoning then laying it on the platter while Ryo took various powders, oils and eggs beginning to combine them. "Smells like a cake," Dee said when he had returned. He ran upstairs to change before entering the kitchen. "Gonna work out for a bit," Dee explained his attire of loose shorts and a tee. He kissed Ryo then headed down to the basement. Ryo blushed when Dee gripped his waist and refused to meet George's gaze. George's hand stilled as Slyphe hissed and got to her feet her fur on end. Ryo sat down his batter and went to the front door.

"George, stay here," Ryo said before he opened the door. Their mail was in the box and Ryo sighed. Slyphe knew their mail man she would not have such a reaction to him. Ryo looked through the mail separating it into piles as underneath a label on the table for who the mail was for. He saw one addressed to George. Ryo shrugged figuring that, him being part of a very public business, he would have to make a label for George. When Ryo went into the kitchen, George was drying his freshly washed hands on a towel. "Here," Ryo said looking to see all of the chicken seasoned. Ryo took a light spray and sealed the seasoning. He then sat the chicken, under plastic wrap, into the refrigerator. George gasped dropping the envelope and the note inside. "What?" Ryo was at his side. George said nothing and Ryo picked up the note. On it were the words. 'You will be mine Lovely.'

"What does he want?" George said beginning to feel afraid of the implications of the note after the kiss, after the slap and the mall.

Ryo stared at the note he had picked up and then looked up at George. "You. He is determined to have you and will stop at nothing."

"Baby," Dee said coming up from the basement with Cujo. When Slyphe had hissed the dog had run inside then left her in charge of George while he went to get Dee.

"Dee, the mail man is dead," George looked confused at Ryo's words as Dee nodded.

"Where in the hell are the Royale?" Dee grumbled stomping upstairs to get a shower. Ryo set the note down when he realized that it was smoking. The last thing he needed was for another party trick right in front of George. He could laugh off a few things, but George was not stupid, he would begin to notice sooner or later. But maybe it would be to their advantage if he did know what he was up against.

"George, what do you know about Arcadia?" Ryo asked going back into the kitchen. He had a lot of food to prepare before Saturday.

"I know that there are many different parts with a lot of different rulers, wait a minute..." George said his brow furrowing. He swept his hair aside and pierced Ryo with a steady gaze. "You are the youngest prince of the Eastern dragon clan, son of a princess who ran away more than thirty years ago. You called that man who groped me the king, that would make him your grandfather. He couldn't possible be that old. An uncle maybe, but not your grandfather and you did... when you chastised him, you called him grandfather." George accused thinking back to the previous night. He had been so flabbergasted that he had not been paying attention, now the word stuck in his mind.

"He dyes his hair black," Ryo offered then cleared his throat. "Would you mind getting the eggs for me?" Ryo asked ignoring the eggs on the counter but hoping to distract George.

"There are eggs, there," George pointed to the counter then continued to look at Ryo. "No one really knows much about Arcadia, part of it's charm really." George batted his eyes. "What did you mean yesterday when you spoke about being normal?" Ryo looked away.

"Part of our charm you know," Ryo smiled. "The final verdict is that if I can not be with you try to be with Bikky, or my grandfather," Ryo said with a smile admitting what George had already figured out. "Do you like Chicken Alfredo?" George laughed and headed out to the yard leaving Ryo to his baking. Several hours later, Ryo, sitting the last pie in the refrigerator, went to the back yard to see George sitting on the padded lounge with his hair now in many braids. A small container of ribbons sat beside him most of the colorful accoutrements decorated his hair. "We're going to go get Lyo," Ryo said. "How long until you are finished?"

"I'm done," George announced showing off the many colors tied to his hair, only parts of it was braided, the rest hung down freely. "Do you like it?" he said getting to his feet. He adjusted his large shirt and pants then smiled.

"Yeah... cute," Ryo nodded with a laugh he lead George through the house.

Break

Count D looked around the new shop with a smile. It seemed as if his Grandfather had already laid some spells in place. He ran his hands over the smooth wood surface of the counter. "Child," Sofu said when D said nothing. "Would you like to help me?" Count D looked at his grandfather.

"But, I do not know how," Count D sat with Sofu at the table. Kurayami slept blissfully in his satin carrier on D's back while Aoi held his hand. She looked up at Sofu D with her bright blue eyes and smiled. "How can I help you?"

"You know the habitat of the forest." Sofu said taking Count D's hand he placed it over his heart. "Now look for it, find it inside of you." Count D closed his eyes, in his mind he saw lush trees and grass. Flowers of every kind he could almost reach out and touch the rough bark of the trees that clamored for space in the sun. Count D inhaled amazed to be swamped with the scent of wild nature, free and vibrant, bright, beautiful, poignant in its creation. Memories of centuries past clamored in his mind and Count D gasped the vertigo leaving him spent. He opened his eyes and Sofu was there holding his arms to keep him steady. "Let us go and see your forest."

"My..." Count D began then paused when he saw the hall way. He had lead so many down this hall it was slightly disconcerting to be following his grandfather. Count D held Aoi's hand passing rooms that Sofu had already finished and stopped at a large door with the symbol of a tree on it. He pressed and gasped at the forest inside. "It's beautiful," Count D stepped over the threshold his eyes going over the trees, grass, flowers, sky and he nearly wept.

"I want you to make the present, I will make the past." Sofu said leaning down to run his fingers over several flower petals. Count D watched as the blooms seemed to come alive, clamoring for Sofu's attention. The flower sighed in dejection when the Kami moved away. "In that way, if I am ever incapacitated again, as I was at the birth of your youngest child, the shop will not fall." Count D gasped when Sofu took his free hand and looked deep into his eyes. "When your father is able, he too, will create rooms. As your children grow, they will be allowed to add to the shop as well."

"But, why?" Count D asked again shocked that he had created this forest.

"It was my pride that felled the shop and nothing more." Sofu explained leading D to the hallway. "I held it all on my own, unwilling to admit that anything could ever happen to me. However, when I saw you in pain and your father as well, I did what I could. Maintaining the shop is a twenty four hour job. It is a constant strain on my abilities. I will not ask the same of you. I will hold the rooms in place, and the protections. It will only fall to you if I am unable, or deceased."

"Deceased, Grandfather," Count D shook his head unwilling to think of such a time.

"We do not age, we do not sicken and on our own we will not die." Sofu said placing his hand on Count D's chin he lifted until he could look into his bright colored eyes. "But the death of a Kami is not uncommon, we can be beaten, maimed, killed." Sofu sighed. "You are old enough now to face this reality and be prepared for it."

"Are you... planning to go on some great battle that would end your life?" Count D asked afraid of the gravity of Sofu's words.

"No child," Sofu laughed softly. "Have you never heard of insurance, humans have it, for life and death situations. It does not mean that I plan to die anytime soon, but I would feel better knowing that my family is taken care of should the worst occur." Count D heaved a sigh of relief and was shocked to be pulled into Sofu's arms. His grandfather was sparing with his affection. Careful not to squeeze Kurayami Sofu held Count D and inhaled the wild scent of fresh cherry blossoms. "Come on, let us see what you make of the ocean." Count D smiled and followed his grandfather to another room and another spending a pleasant afternoon of creation and discovery of his own hidden talents.

Break

Dee strolled into the day care center with Ryo and George. He was just peeking into the room to watch as Lyo played with the other children "I can't believe tomorrow is his last day." Dee mused then looked over to see the Anderson's entering the building. He winked at George just as Carl's eyes lit on them.

George smiled brightly then sauntered over to Ryo. "Doll," He said placing his hands on Ryo's hips. Ryo turned around shocked that George would be so familiar with him. "I think you should wear the gold satin tonight. Dee'll go mad." Ryo gasped when George patted his bottom. "Not to mention how hot you little tush is." Carl frowned in disgust wrenching the door open he stomped inside leaving his wife staring at the three men in the hall her mouth open in awe. With a shake of her head she too went into the classroom.

"You two... Are horrible," Ryo exclaimed. "Now they are going to think that the three of us have been sleeping together."

"Oh darling," George said with a grin. "I never sleep, whomever I get into bed with. I try to stay awake. Rather rude otherwise."

Ryo tried to be outraged, he did, he truly did but he laughed instead. "I'm going in." Ryo opened the door and felt a bundle of excited five year old come crashing into him. Ryo bent down picking Lyo up and hugging him then setting him back on his feet so that he could speak with Miss Joy. Dee moved beside Ryo enjoying this aspect of the role of parent hood leaving George to stand aside waiting.

"Georgie," Lyo said looking up at the bright colored clothes. "Come on, I made a picture of our family." George followed the small boy to a corner of the classroom where the teacher and her assistants had posted the pictures. Lyo pulled George to his picture and he was surprised that it was so well done. "I watch Bikky a lot," Lyo explained when George looked down at him. " See, that is Bikky, that is Rain," His little finger pointed to each crayon figure. "That is me," He poked his own chest. "There is Da-Ryo and Da-Dee, Slyphe and Cujo and there," Lyo beamed a smile when George saw the multicolored figure with long hair. "That's you."George was speechless and Lyo continued. "You're ours now. Just like Da-Ryo and Da-Dee 'dopt'd Bikky and Rain and me. They will 'dopt you too."

"I think I am a fair bit too old for adoption," George said smiling fondly down at the child he could feel his heart melt when the boy squeezed his hand.

"Don't care," Lyo shook his head then. "You're ours now." Lyo ran off with his picture and therefore missed George wiping tears from his eyes.

Break

He watched them leaving the center like one big, happy family. The next stop was the high school. He could follow them there. Maybe his chance would come then. His lovely flower would be his, it was only a matter of time. "Now! Mine!" His mind screamed and he fought back the urge to rush forward and grab the figure in red, orange and yellow. Damn Dragons, he could barely mark the scent he had placed on his lovely. He would take him right here and now if only he could lay hands on him. Soon, he promised himself. Soon those layers of vestments would be no more than a crumpled mess on the floor and that body would be his. He would not kill him, oh no, death was no good for one so beautiful. But he would love him thoroughly. He watched him laughing as the dark one drove while the dragon played with the snack. Yes, maybe he would eat the child. It was not common fare for his kind, but no less tasty. Yes, eat the child and fuck the beauty. Shifting his skin, the creature ambled on. He would follow for now, but soon he vowed, soon the lovely would be his.

Break

Rain opened the door and stood staring. "Rain, who is it?" Ryo said poking his head out of the kitchen when Rain had said nothing. "Andy!" Ryo said his elation at seeing the high princess melting in to a glare of consternation. "Nestoir, Daphnus, Chimera..." he looked beyond the scowling petite blond to see prince Angel as well as Kronos and Tisiphone. "Rain go set seven plates at the table." Ryo informed Rain who dashed off out of the line of Ryo's fire. Chimera held up a hand and caught the blaze before it could singe anyone.

"I like that," Chimera grumbled. "Nice to see you too."

"You left us here with an emotionally distraught young man who has an incubus after him." Ryo chuckled not sure yet if he was happy to see the Royale.

"Well we had to leave to find a nice fabric for my new dress," Ryo stared aghast at Andy until she said. "Hello George,"and dashed past him. With a sigh Ryo stepped aside allowing the Royale into his home. Dee stood in the living room near George his frown joining Ryo's as he gazed at Nestoir. Ryo was about to close the door when Jhaymes stuck his head in.

"Jhaymes, again, hello," Ryo said moving to let the phoenix warrior in.

"Haven't seen you since our wedding, now you are guest of the week." Dee said ignoring the warning smile he got from Ryo. Jhaymes blushed then went to greet George offering him a stuffed bird with bright red feathers and jewels for eyes. The bird was so brightly colored it seemed as if it were on fire. "Is that Master Xi?"Dee asked looking at the miniature plush that George held.

"I like it," George said holding the creature he smiled at Jhaymes. "Thank you, Ryo do you mind?" George asked. Looking at the light in George's smile, Ryo shook his head. "Rain, make that eight, though I do wonder how we will all fit." George commented then was shocked as another ring of the bell sounded and Dee opened the door to Leon, Count D, Christoper, Aoi and Kurayami.

"Twelve, There should be eighteen total," Dee called then showed the many people to the living room ignoring Rain's grumbled reply that he could count. "Little D, you might want to help him." Dee winked and Count D knew his magic would be needed to add space to their large dining room as well as the tables and chairs.

" Seventeen actually," Count D said with a grin. "Kura-Chan is still bottle fed." Count D smiled when Dee glared at him. "Simple duplication, after what Grandfather has been putting me through I look forward to simple duplication. I can handle that," Count D said his eyes widening at the remembrance of his afternoon spent with Sofu D . He was about to hand Kurayami to Leon when Ryo took the baby.

"Hello Precious," Ryo crooned blowing kisses at the small bundle. "Welcome to our madhouse, check your sanity at the door." Ryo laughed then looked up at Daphnus. "If we are the most normal family you have," Ryo shook his head. "I do feel sorry for the state of the Arcadian realms."

"Oh, Andromache," George said gaining her smiling attention. He always looked so wonderful to her, she had been drawn to him when she had met him so long ago.

"Call me Andy," Andy said her dark curly head nodding as she beamed a great smile at George. "All my friends do."

"Andy," George smiled at her still amazed that she had called him just as he was mid-way through rehabilitation. "I just wondered," George paused he looked at the royalty that sat around in Ryo and Dee's homes like family bickering over the soda's that Bikky had brought in while Ryo handed Dee the baby and went to finish dinner. "What's an Incubus?" George bit down automatically on the chocolate chip cookie that was placed into his mouth.

"May have to answer his question, love," Nestoir told his wife while George ate the cookie again marveling at the strange habit everyone seemed to have of feeding him whenever he asked questions. "Too many of those and he would ruin his appetite. Ryo may not forgive you."

"Ryo's already put out with us," Kronos joked moving his dark blond hair aside. "Keep it up and he won't feed us."

"But I'm hungry," Andy said giving Ryo a doe eyed pout as he re-entered the living room assured that dinner was almost done. "After all the exercise we did this past week I really am." She winked at Ryo and he wondered what she was not saying.

"What's an Incubus," George said again determined not to be put off yet again. "And why is it after me?"

"An Incubus is a lust demon. He wants to sleep with you." Daphnus announced with a wide grin. "Now that that's out in the open who wants candied strawberries from the Queen's garden?" Daphnus held up a crystal bowl that he materialized in front of George's widened eyes.

"I do," Count D left the re-assembled dining room and reached for the sweet treat. George gulped and stared at Leon.

"Neat party trick?" He nodded hoping for a logical explanation.

"Something like that," Jhaymes patted George's arm. As Ryo got up again to head into the kitchen. George gulped and followed him.

"They can be a bit overwhelming," Ryo said gently placing the food into serving dishes. "But fun once you get used to them."

"As long as they do not give me a hands on gender test, I think I will be fine," George said helping Ryo to carry the food into the dining room.

"Little D," Ryo said when he called them all in for seating. "There is a bowl just for you and your children with noodles and sauce, no meat." Count D nodded his thanks with a gracious smile and George took a moment to look around at the long table and many chairs. Was this room always this size? He wondered as he took his place next to Ryo and Andy dropped beside him before Jhaymes could offering a knowing grin at her trainer.

"Am I the only one here who thinks it is odd that you claimed a lust demon wants to sleep with me?" George said when the family and friends began to partake of the well made food.

"Yes, but then again, you're not Arcadian," Rain said with a sympathetic nod. "I felt pretty much the same way when I first got here, now. I'm part of the team."

"What team?" George asked having not tasted a single bite too busy trying to process all that was said.

"Arcadia, dude," Bikky said dipping his bread into his sauce. George stared at him and Ryo sighed.

"I did not have clearance to show or tell you before," Ryo gentled his voice. "I never meant to deceive you. I know you get a lot of that and you are probably tired of it."

George stared at Ryo his eyes wide and he shook his head. None of this was processing in his mind. "I don't understand." Ryo held out his hands palms up and set them ablaze. "Oh my gosh, how are you doing that?" George pushed the food away as if it were laced with hallucinogens. "I have to go." George got to his feet. "I can't stay here, you're all mad."

"If you go, he'll have you."Andy stood as well and caught his arms. "I know it may all seem a bit odd at first." George wanted away... now. But something in Andy's deep brown eyes entranced him.

"Free will," Dee said moving her away from George.

"I know, sorry," Andy shook her head and George shook his. Bringing up a hand he stared in horror at her. "I did not mean to. I promise, we have been fighting demons, seems like nonstop, since we left. I am tired and not controlling my empathy well."

"Fighting what? Your what?" George said again in the early stages of hyperventilation. Ryo sat him in a chair and maintained a hand on his back.

"Breath, in, yes that's right, now out. In again with me, yes that's good, now out." Ryo instructed then watched as George's eyes cleared up and he calmed. "Arcadia is not what it seems."

"It seems like a madhouse," George said on a large expulsion of air.

"Okay maybe it is what it seems," Leon laughed. "Look it's easy to understand, there are certain things in this world that humans are not equipped to deal with , that's where the Royale comes in."

"They contacted us a while ago when Little D was carrying Jewel," Dee explained pointing to Aoi.

"You're a man," George shook his head looking at Count D.

"No, I am a male," Count D said taking a cube of sugar and eating it.

"Male, man, whatever." George shook his head. "You can't have babies."

"I certainly can," Count D asserted with a small 'D' smile. "Two in fact." George's eyes went to the small blue bundle in D's arms and he stood again. "If you leave, all the work we have all been through to keep you safe will be for naught."

"Why do you care if I'm safe?" George said feeling too many odd coincidences start to make sense.

"That's what friends are for," Ryo said patting George and offering him the plate he had pushed away. "Dinner?" George gulped then sat back down. Magic, right, fire and dragons and men with babies. Right, lust demon wanted him, right. George breathed deeply again then let it out slowly. He looked at the many animated faces around the long table and sighed. "Oh good, I made those blueberry muffins you love so much for dessert, I would hate to have you miss them."

"You're all mad," George said with a small laugh then sat about lifting the heavy silverware to his mouth.

Dee laughed and nodded his head, "yes, but you get used to it." After dinner Aoi and Lyo were set in front of a Disney cartoon while the adults and teenagers continued to sit around the the table with their coffee, tea or Soda in Bikky, Rain and Christopher's case. "George, how are you holding up?" Dee asked quietly when they had all settled down for the discussion.

"I am fine I guess, you're right, once the idea takes hold it kind of makes sense." George laughed softly. He looked at Count D. "You are a male, but not a man. What are you?" George stared wide eyed as Count D explained his parentage. George then looked at Ryo who also explained. "So you all have some abilities. What are they?"

"I," Andy said with a giggle that defied adulthood. "Control lightning and empathy and I have been trained in hand to hand combat.

"Flames, weapons specialists," Chimaera and Kronos said together.

Prince Angel said nothing, but raised his hand and a gust of wind flowed around the table and he held up his lighted orb. Rain gasped, "It was you," he pointed a finger at Prince Angel. "You gave me the wind powers. You are the wind mage that Wyld Wind told me about." Angel lowered his lashes and nodded giving Rain a glimpse of his blue eyes.

"Laton made me an honorary dragon," Bikky said snatching his hand back from Rain's fork as he had tried to steal a piece of his muffin.

"There are more," Ryo said handing another to Bikky who spread butter on the top and heated it in his hand. "George, what you must understand is the secrecy about Arcadia. I do not know why, though I understand, the Royale have taken to you." George nodded beginning to understand why, even before the break up of his band, that Andy had called him. Then again while he was in Rehabilitation.

"Wait," George looked at Dee. "What are your abilities?"

"Does getting Ryo naked count?" Dee asked and laughed when Ryo hit him.

"Then my powers are way better than yours," Leon said with a wink. "Do you see that thing?" He pointed at the elaborate cheongsam that Count D wore. "Its like a puzzle box."

"Yes," Count D said with a regal nod and began to burp Kurayami who had been fed. "But like all puzzles the reward is all the more sweeter the harder you have to work for it." Count D was silent when Leon gave him a heated stare and licked his lips.

"Is that so?" Leon said winking at D. "And here I just thought the sweetness came from..." Leon paused and enjoyed the blush that covered D's cheeks.

"Right, before you two try to excuse yourselves," Dee said. "No to our room and the guest room is occupied. I doubt George would appreciate you soiling his bed." Dee turned to George. "You know this horny bastard actually used our bed once... and our lube."

"Whoa!" Daphnus held up his hands. "That is more information than anyone at this table needs, though I must say your banter has relaxed out new friend and he does not seem on the verge of a mental meltdown anymore. So while I must redirect our conversation to business again, I am thankful..." Daphnus seemed ready to continue but had a lump of what appeared to be cookie dough stuffed into his mouth. Andy smiled at George and winked.

"You know I work with empathy right?" Andy said and George was slow to nod. "When I first heard you sing, my heart sang along with you. It was like this beautiful..." Andy paused unable to think of words to describe the total emotional immersion she had felt. "Then I connected to you and I saw what that man did to you..." Andy paused when George blushed and tears sprang to his eyes. Jhaymes looked worried then Andy continued. "I will protect you, as it seems that it is when I first saw you that the demon did as well. He was following us, trying to find a way to get back at the Royale, for the death of his human self."

"Human self?" George asked his mind reeling with all he had learned.

"It seems that Lady Aurora and Heaven took revenge for a crime against an innocent." Andy looked at Rain. "I am sorry child, but it seems as if your mother's murderer was not wholly human. As he was living as one, unbeknownst to him of his heritage, he would have lived and died as a mortal, but when he was enraged his nature got the better of him and he murdered his friends. When he saw you the incubus within needed power."

"The memory that Wyld Wind warned me about," Rain said with a shudder his face taking on an ashen look that worried Ryo. "It doesn't want me this time. But how? How is he doing this now, if he died?"

"He was killed by non humans in such a way..."Andy sighed then shook her head. "His heart was still beating when it was removed from his body which gave way for the demon to replace it. The human body died, but the demon remained. Now he rapes, seduces and kills all with the purpose of claiming a beautiful human."

"Me?" George said.

"We have not told you this simply out of a need to bare our innermost secrets to you." Chimera said wiping her tiny hands on a napkin. "We could have gone on all summer, recording, rehearsing the whole thing, with you being none the wiser." George nodded wondering what the little blond was saying. "But with this thing after you, it is in our best interest to be honest. With your cooperation we can deal with it."

"Is it just because it is after me?" George asked unsure why they had chosen to help him, sure that demons stalked humans all the time.

"No, Andy likes you and Nes and Daphy spoil her," Kronos said. "Not to mention it is a demon and we do have a code of destroying them at all costs."

"Will I put them in danger by staying here?" George asked looking at Ryo and Dee. "They have been so kind to me I would hate..."

"Ryo is a dragon by blood and Bikky by nature,"Nestoir said quickly when Daphnus began to open his mouth.

"I can use flames as well," Jhaymes said omitting the fact that his body was largely composed of flames not wanting to frighten George. "Incubi fear flames." George nodded then yawned.

"You are tired, understandable," Count D said getting to his feet. "It has been a long day and you have a lot of information to process. Why don't we all call it an evening well spent. Tomorrow is another big day."

"I'm sleeping with George," Andy announced getting to her feet.

George's eyes widened as he looked at the voluptuous beauty and his mouth dropped. "Really," Nestoir said with a pained gasp. "I always thought Aly was too pretty to be mine." George shook his head his mouth opening and closing. "I ought to call you out," Nestoir said getting to his feet with a grin.

"No one fights duels for honor anymore silly," Andy whacked a hand on her husband's arm. "Forgive him please," She said to George. "Sometimes he forgets what century he is in." George nodded. "I mean a sleepover, I want him to braid my hair."

"He can do that some other time," Nestoir said shaking his head at his wife. "Tonight we have other matters to attend to." Andy pouted until she saw the heat in her husband's gaze. Giggling she allowed him to lead her out. In a flurry of activity the house was emptied and George felt dazed at the silence that descended.

"See George," Bikky said clapping him on the shoulder. "Loads of fun once you get used to 'em." George nodded again suddenly feeling exhausted he wondered what he had gotten himself into.

Heading into his bedroom George halted when he saw Rain sitting on his bed. "Rain?"

"I'm sorry," Rain said and scooted over when George moved to sit beside him.

"For what?" George asked he attempted to look Rain in the eye, but the boy lowered his head. "The reason Heaven and Lady Aurora killed..." Rain's voice shook and he could not say the name. "Was because of me. That is why it was hunting Arcadians and that is how it saw you."

"But why were they seeking revenge?" George asked having an idea already of the reason having perused a small time tabloid a while ago and seeing a story released by the fired DA.

"He..." Rain's voice grew small. "He raped me." George sighed knowing the healing that had to have taken place for the boy to speak of it even now years after the fact. "he had me for three days before Ryo and Dee found me."

"People get broken and then sent here,"George said to himself.

"Andy probably would have sent you here whether a demon was after you or not. You were broken long before it began to hunt you." Rain said then placed his hand on George's face, again he felt a wind that he had discounted before at the boy's touch. "That was not the first hand that came against your face," George took his hand and looked away. "Do you... Do you think you will ever love anyone the way you loved him?"

"Jon," George said, for the first time admitting the name of his lover and Rain gasped realizing that it was the drummer of his band. "Of course. Love is the one thing that you should never deny yourself. It is what sustains us."

"You sound like Andy, no wonder she likes you so much." Rain said getting to his feet. "Good night." Rain went to the door leaving George to ponder the strange world he had been sucked into.

Break

Friday:

George ambled downstairs with his hair up in several thick braids that were still wet from his shower and was shocked to find that Rain and Bikky were still sitting at the table. "Ryo and Dee took Lyo to his last day of school," Rain said with his plate of breakfast ham, potatoes, eggs and toast. "Not going to be gone for more than a little bit. Small dragon enough as long as we have Slyphe, Cujo and..." George yelped when Heaven tapped his bottom.

"Hello pretty," She smiled and George moved away from her. "Did you miss me?"

"Heaven," George said turning around. "You are from Arcadia, right?"

"New Orleans actually, but I am Arcadian," Heaven gave a grin.

"What are you?" George asked his eyes narrowing on the white clad young woman.

"Hungry, but don't worry, that ham and eggs will suffice... for today." Heaven sat next to Bikky and took the plate Rain handed her. "You want to know about my parents." George could not help but to smile at her. Today she seemed like a giggling teenager. "My mother was a guardian angel who fell in love with a vampire, got pregnant with me and was turned into a human. Now I am all three." Heaven bit into her eggs.

George shook his head then sat down with a plate. "Why aren't you lot in school today?" George asked getting up to make tea.

"The principal told me not to go and Bikky is just being a delinquent," Rain said ducking from Bikky's hand.

"I'm a dragon by nature, silly," Bikky said threatening his brother with a comb. "I can protect George. Don't make me fuzz you." Bikky said when Rain stuck his tongue out at him.

"You would do that to me on opening night?" Rain said with horror in his voice. Bikky moved towards him and he ran into the living room as the door opened to Ryo and Dee. "He's gonna fuzz me." Rain hid behind Ryo holding his waist and pointing an accusing finger at Bikky.

"I have a lot to do before tonight's show and you..." Ryo said taking Rain's arm and leading him to the couch. "Should be resting. I do not have time to de-tangle you. The Arcadians have announced to the press that they are back in town, and have allowed them to do a press conference at your school. Andy called, since I am suspended from work I am supposed to put aside the detective persona so that along with them we will have enough of a royal presence to justify heavy Arcadian military attendance. So I am to show up, as well as you lot, with our crowns. This will be a media frenzy when they see you." Ryo said looking at George.

"That should be fun," George clapped his hands. "I do like the press and the media. I love being on the cover of magazines and newspapers."

"You're a strange man," Dee said with a solemn nod.

"Just now you noticed?" George laughed patting the plump braids that were still damp on his head. "I have to go find something to wear tonight." George hummed as he headed up the stairs.

Rain looked after him a secretive twinkle in bright green eyes. "What are you planning?" Heaven asked with a laugh.

"He has been cooped up for so long, I do not recall the last time he performed live." Rain said careful to avoid Bikky and his comb while going in to finish his breakfast. "Why not change all that?"

"Oh my," Ryo headed in to clean the kitchen. "Does he know what you are planning?" Ryo asked offering Rain a large cup of his tea.

"Where's the fun in that?" Rain sipped heading out to the backyard where he began to stretch. Bikky soon joined him going through a few motions of clarity. When Count D had introduced the boys to yoga they had balked, but the results were focus and brilliance, flexibility and ease. Ryo finished loading the dishwasher while Dee and Heaven went into the den to discuss security. Ryo sighed then went to join Rain and Bikky. After what he had been told to expect tonight, clarity was going to be necessary.

Break

Ryo sat in the car with his arms crossed. He knew he was leaving wrinkles in the white jacket but could not muster the slightest whim to care. He looked out the window as Dee pulled up to the school cringing at what appeared to be thousands of people behind police-lined barricades. "Maybe two hours ahead of call time was not enough time," Rain said leaning over George to peer out the window. Ryo was again shocked that his shy son was so familiar with another male. George brought his gloved hands up to gather Rain's hair out of his face so that he too could look out of the window. Ryo watched them both and shook his head. Dee pulled over and he took a deep breath. The door handle was pulled before he had fully unlocked them. Mobs of microphones and cameras were shoved at them and Ryo blinked bringing up a hand to his face.

"Your highness, Detective," Ryo heard the many calls and backed away until he felt Dee put an arm around him. He held his hand out to keep them back while Ryo opened the back door. Getting Lyo out of his booster seat. Ryo was confident that Dee had him covered while he bent over to loosen the belts. Bikky left the car then glared at the cameras while Rain left the car followed by George. The din of screams was deafening and Rain offered a smile and wave to the crowd that screamed his name. A salamander took the keys and drove off. Before the crowd could settle a large stretch pulled up behind them. The roar of the crowd seemed to swell in to a crescendo of insanity. The Arcadians had arrived. The large group was ushered forward under the watchful eyes of the crowd and the press. They reached a hastily erected stage in front of the doors of the school where microphones had been set up.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," An announcer called when they all mounted the stage and stood in front of the mounted microphones. "I am Don Magely, here at East and West Lake High School's annual talent show and do we have a stellar line up tonight." Don said with a grin. "Along with the usual high school students performing for us, we have the upscale students from West Lake, sons and daughters of heads of state and foreign dignitaries, The posh and wealthy of sunny Los Angeles here along with the bright, the beautiful the multi talented... Rain Cloud Cornwall MaClean of the group X-Ta-C." The crowd roared to life when Rain waved at them.

"I have to say," Rain said when Don offered him the microphone. "I am a usual high school student. If I don't do my homework, my teachers call home and report me. I get grounded for a breach of curfew and must eat veggies with my dinner."

Don sighed then forced a smile then turned to the person next to Rain wearing a bright pink trench coat. Black pants and cossack underneath and large golden bow on his head holding the long waving locks of his hair off his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, fresh from London, England we have Boy George!" George waved at the crowd blowing kisses. "Can we have one of you two together?" Don said moving aside he was shocked to see Rain stand still while George put his arm around his shoulder. The two smiled brightly and the flash of camera's was blinding. "Now I have the supreme pleasure of introducing, Andromache, Nestoir, Daphnus, Tisiphone, Clarisande, Deipyros, Angel, Althea and Amalthea, as well as Chimera, ladies and Gentlemen, yes, we have here, the extremely talented royalty of Arcadia, X-Ta-C is here!" Don was nearly jostled off the stage as reporters clamored to get next to the crowned and tiara sporting group.

"Hello LA!" The group called out in unison waving to the cheers of their fans.

Don approached the group with Macy and several other reporters all with notepads full of questions that they had for the group. Rain saw the gang of microphones coming his way and fidgeted with his coronet, the diamond winking in the sun. George took his hand down and interlocked their fingers. Keeping their joined hands hidden from the camera he smiled at the crowd. Rain sent a gentle breeze to swirl George's hair. George beamed an encouraging smile at Rain then turned back to the reporters. "Now first off," Don said into his microphone. "The first question that everyone has, Can we expect a performance by X-Ta-C tonight?" Don held his microphone over to Daphnus.

"No," Daphnus shook his head ebony locks flowed causing the crowd to scream, several girls fainting and having to be carried off on stretchers. "We are here tonight to watch the show just like everybody else. I mean if we went to a Broadway play, would you expect us to perform? No that's ridiculous." Daphnus said then smiled to take the sting out of his words. "The only reason we are here today is because our friends are here. Rain is performing with several of his classmates, a few solos that is why we are here."

"Rain," Don turned to him and Rain smiled. Don's eyes lighted on his and George's joined hands and he smirked. George narrowed his eyes and refused to let go. "Are you nervous about performing without your group?"

Rain shook his head then squeezed George's hand letting go himself to signal that he was alright now. "I get nervous when I am mobbed by fanatic crowds." Rain said, "That includes reporters all trying to speak at once and asking questions, calling, no, yelling my name, it is headache producing. I don't understand what the big deal is. I performed in school before, in fact when I attended West Lake I was in the show choir."

"Bikky, do you think it bothersome that your brother garners so much attention?" Don asked and Bikky looked over at Rain.

"I do," Bikky nodded standing protectively near Rain, Ryo and Dee at his side. To keep Lyo safe from being underfoot, Ryo held the small boy in his arms. Lyo hid his face in Ryo's neck turning away from the camera and the crowd his thumb in his mouth.

"So you find jealousy a problem? Does it affect your relationship when he is signing autographs and you are not?"Don looked eagerly at the young man.

"I never said I was jealous," Bikky was quick to say. "You are twisting my words. It is bothersome because, if not for the legal rules set in place by our dads and the Royalty of Arcadia, then he would never get any rest. I see it in the tabloids, I don't read them, but when we go shopping I glimpse pictures of stars in their backyards, or shopping, or at the doctor's office. It's stupid. Rain, just like every other pop star out there, is human and guess what? They do the same things you do, but you want photos of them doing it. Why? Big news in the papers when a pop starlet buys Always, guess what? She's a girls and girls do those things." Don felt momentarily shocked by the mature tone in the young man's voice.

Don blinked then turned to George. "Now you got to America last week?" George nodded waving again when the crowd cheered. "You are not in a hotel right?" Don said then turned to wink at the camera. "You are staying with Detective's Laytner and MaClean?"

"Yes, it is a lovely house. When I was told that I would not be in a hotel, or letting a flat for the summer, I was a bit shocked. Then they told me that it was a household of men and I was terrified that I would walk in and find like, this disgusting laundry filled trash-pile of take-out containers and beer cans." Ryo gasped laughing when George pretended to gag. "I stocked up on disinfectant and cleaners and I was leery of accepting the Arcadians request to collaborate on their next album. I mean to be treated so shabbily was beyond rude. But when I got to their house, not only is it beautiful home, very large, it was spotless. Not the spotless of someone who knows that company is coming and is out to impress, but just a really clean home. Now I am grateful to be in such a warm atmosphere. I much prefer this to a hotel or a flat of my own. Not to mention the food is spectacular. If Ryo ever gives up detecting, or being a prince," George widened his eyes playfully and shrugged. "He could make it quite big as a five star chef."

"You seem to be close to the family, was this the first time you had met them?" Don asked when Ryo laughed and thanked George for the compliment.

"Yes, I had, of course, seen them on the telly when they had tours, or signings, but last Saturday was the first time I met them, and though it has been little less than a week I feel like a part of the family. First I got sniffed by their pets, Slyphe is not fat," George said to Rain. "But I do have trouble breathing when she sleeps on my stomach, how do you manage? I'm bigger'n you."

"Small breathes," Rain laughed.

"For less than a week, you two seem remarkably close and I heard it said that Rain does not like to touch anyone but when you pulled up wasn't he sitting in your lap?" Rain gasped at Don's words and George began to laugh.

"He was not in my lap, rather inappropriate, don't you think, for a teenager to be in a grown man's lap?

"But weren't you just holding his hand? And I saw you two side by side in the window." Don said trying to back George into admitting something salacious.

"He leaned over me to see out the window, and I held his hand because you lot rushed at us. He was a little nervous. Bikky was occupied with helping Ryo with Lyo and Dee was making sure no one touched us. I would not have bothered if Slyphe were here, for she would have clawed the first person to come near her boy and I do understand why. To her you must all appear to be vultures circling him."

"Now Rain," Don turned the microphone to the wide-eyed teenager. "It is a fact, as was discovered when former District Attorney Hugh's son was imprisoned, that you have a nervous condition." Rain nodded unsure what the reporter was trying to imply. "How has this affected your career? I mean in a profession that is heavily influenced by media, the press is kept at a great distance from you."

"I don't know what you mean," Rain shook his head he looked at Daphnus who shrugged then back at Don. "Our latest album went multi-platinum world wide. Our music should be what sells, not our personal lives." Rain quoted Daphnus from a previous press statement.

"Princess Andromache," Don turned away when George smiled at him and blew a kiss to the fans. "It is not common for the group to collaborate outside of Arcadia. Why now? And why Boy George?"

"Now, we want to focus on family and friends, in fact," Andy said moving to stand near George and pose for a bevy of pictures both of them smiling broadly. "The next album is entitled Family and Friends. As for why Boy George," Andy grinned. "Well, have you ever heard him sing?" George laughed hiding his face behind his hands. "His talent is phenomenal, if we are going to collaborate, we may as well get the best."

"Your Highness," Don turned to Ryo who did not acknowledge him, he tried again several times then finally said. "Detective MaClean," Ryo looked over and smiled. "I guess even after all this time that title is still foreign to you." Ryo laughed then shook his head he handed Lyo to Dee and focused on Don irritated that they had to go through this just to attend a school function. "I know you have had it in letters and calls from parents that, because of the mass following your son has, that you should make him wear properly fitting clothes," Don looked at Rain's baggy pants and overlarge top to which Boy George stuck his tongue out at the man causing Rain to laugh. "Do you now worry that Boy George will inspire Rain to new heights of fancy, like wearing dresses?"

"I've never seen George wear a dress," Ryo shook his head.

"Aren't they dresses?" Don said looking at George's ensemble.

"No," George said shaking his head. "They're cossacks, priests wear these," George informed the man. "Would you call a priest a transvestite? Would you go and ask him why he's wearing a dress? No, of course not. So I just answered your question there."

"Rain, Bikky," Don turned away from George focusing on the two young men. "What's it like living with Boy George? Does he have any habits you are not used to dealing with?" George widened his eyes then looked at the boys.

"Well, there are a few unusual things he does that I am sure the press will find shocking and I almost hate to reveal them." Bikky said to which George raised his brows trying to think of anything he had done that was odd or out of place. As far as he knew, anything from breathing fire to causing tornado's was normal in their house. He was tame in comparison. "Since the first day he arrived, he has eaten... food. Goes to the bathroom, sleeps and sometimes watches television. He washes his hands before and after dinner and I am quite sure he bathes. I have never actually seen him do it, but he doesn't smell bad, so I would assume so."

"But those are just regular activities, everyone does those things," Don said confused.

"Yes I know," Bikky laughed and watched as Don processed his words. "I am actually thankful that he is so fun to be around. He is a very nice person." Bikky said nodding. "His first night here, our parents had to go to work, and Lyo and Rain were upset. George spent the evening entertaining us. I mean singing and dancing, then coloring with Lyo and finally he sat through Rain teaching

all about his latest quest game."

"You said Rain and Lyo were upset, but you weren't?" Don asked.

"They always come home." Bikky said looking with admiration at Ryo and Dee. "They may be bruised, banged up or, hell, even shot. I know, mouth," Bikky aimed a chagrined smile at Ryo. "But they always come home." Bikky said then gave Rain a glare. "I know that their jobs are dangerous, but we have to have that faith, that belief or we would have ulcers every time they went to work. You know, I feel safer when they are out there. Think about it," Bikky said with a nod at Don. "The more they work, the less scum is out to plague the innocent." Before Don could ask another question Bikky raised a hand waving. "That's our cue," Bikky took Rain's arm and ushered him from the stage while the Royale beat a hasty retreat seeming to vanish in the crowd of their retainers and guards. George gasped as a cold hand grabbed his arm and tugged. He was slipping away from Ryo and Dee! Should he cry out? Would the press think him mad? Icy fingers squeezed around his wrist pulling him further away, he could feel the blood leave his hand. A cold body pressed to his back. It seemed as if he were wearing nothing at all and was repulsed by the evidence of the monster's glee being pressed into him.

"Hello Lovely," The words were whispered in his ear and George shivered opening his mouth to cry out, he felt a cold hand press over his face then it was gone leaving behind a howl of rage. George looked up and realized he was staring into deep, dark eyes.

"George, don't become separated from us," Ryo chastised taking his arm. "I felt it as soon as we got here. It could easily..." Ryo paused when he saw George pale and shaken. Jhaymes appeared at his side with Heaven as if they had been there the whole time. "Stay close," Ryo looked around and George gasped to see Rain being practically carried into the school by Bikky. Rain looked like he was on the verge of regurgitating the breakfast that Ryo had made them. "It fouls the air, that's why it makes Rain ill."

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Don was saying as he watched the crowd roar as the group headed inside of the school. "I think we are getting a prime example of Rain's nervous condition, looks like the lad is about to be ill... Will he be able to perform tonight? We can only wait and see..." Don paused then looked at Dee, he seemed ready to clobber him. With a nervous nod the reporter backed away.

George held tight to Ryo's hand and felt Jhaymes hold him from the other side as they ushered him to the principals office where Rain was sitting with his head on a pillow and a recently used trash can being taken away. Bikky smoothed his hair back releasing it from the grip he had used to keep it from falling forward while his brother was sick.

"It's fast," Heaven grumbled. "When I felt it I went to George, but he was already gone."

"He... It grabbed me," George said still trembling at the memory of the touch. "It took my wrist and pulled until..." George shook his head. "I felt naked, and he was touching me."

"Don't worry pretty," Heaven knelt at his side and George was shocked by how young she appeared. He gripped the arms of the chair looking into her crystal clear amber eyes. "We killed him once, I am eager to do it again."

"Give someone else a chance," Jhaymes said and gently ran his hand along George's hair. Jhaymes felt the words he had spoken some how meant more than he intended and he backed away embarrassed. "Sorry," Jhaymes moved his hand away from George. "Better go set up a post with the rest of the guards. You stay with Ryo and Dee." Jhaymes bowed gallantly to George causing Bikky to laugh when Rain sat up feeling better.

"Ryo is the prince, you might want to bow to him," Bikky said and Jhaymes turned crimson under Rain's laughter. He turned to Ryo prepared to bow, only to have Ryo shake his head denying the need for the gesture. Jhaymes sighed, looked again at George then left the office.

"We should probably go find our seats," Dee said his hand on Ryo's hip.

"Wait," Bikky said having already told his parents that he was going to stay with Rain backstage. "When the crowd swelled, that is how the creature grabbed George. And there will be dancing and cheering, it would be easy to snatch him again." Ryo nodded hating to agree with the teenager. "Here, seems that if he is marked in a way that the creature can't touch, I mean as soon as you touched George it had to let go," Bikky took off a bracelet that Laton had given him and placed on George's wrist covering it with the gloves black gloves George wore. "Or you could handcuff him to Ryo," Bikky shrugged to Dee then ushered Rain from the office as his parents left to take their seats near the Royalty of Arcadia.

Break

George sat through the performance of the students only wincing a little, and having to cover his ears only three times when a young woman attempted to hit a high note from her cover of one of Rain's solos. She looked so assured that she had nailed he tried to force a smile when her eyes fell on him. Finally! George thought as she bowed. She was done. He hoped the next act was less strident. He looked over at Ryo to see that he was enjoying it as much as he would enjoy eating raw chicken. George clapped enthusiastically as she left the stage glad to see her leaving. He was pleasantly surprised to see Rain and Julie take the stage. George smiled as they went over the song he had heard them rehearsing.

Ryo sighed as his son's pure voice sang out clearly in a beautiful rendition of Andrew Lloyd Webber's 'All I Ask Of You.' Julie stared with rapt attention at Rain as she began to sing with him, her voice trained by the hours of working with Rain. "Love me," they sang and George's breath caught. It seemed he had asked that very same question. "That's all I ask of you," Rain kissed Julie sweetly on the lips to the voracious applause of the crowd and George remembered being told 'yes'. He had felt loved and treasured, cared for. A tear leaked from George's face s Julie left the stage her finger's lingering in Rain's hand as the two reluctantly parted. Rain looked into the audience and sighed upon seeing George he placed his hands on his hips. He had sensed the creature hovering, afraid to go near with Ryo sitting so close. When there was cheering, or standing, the crowd jostling about, Ryo put his arm around George. That constant contact kept the demon at bay, his rage whistled around the auditorium and Rain stared out trying to ascertain it's location. Sighing when he failed and working to keep the wind diverted so that he would not give in to the sickness the beast caused Rain nodded to the band signaling that they could begin.

Banishing his thoughts of his ex-lover George looked up at the familiar drum beat that sounded. Rain winked at George then took a scarf from his pocket he put his hair up. Bikky stood off stage and threw a hat at his brother. While the drums beat and guitars and base played Rain places the hat on top of the scarf and began to dance. George shook his head as Rain pointed to him and stuck his tongue out. "Desolate loving in your eyes, you make my life so weak..." George paused at the words then he frowned when Rain held up his hands stopping the music. "I am so sorry, I messed up the words. I know I can do a good imitation, but everyone prefers the original..." Amidst the guards that rushed to his side, Rain left the stage. George backed into the chair shaking his head at Rain. "Oh... Come on." George felt himself pulled forward by Rain. He felt Ryo's hand on his bottom pushing him more out of the chair. He stood fully and the applause rocketed through the microphone that Rain.

"You," George said on the stage accepting the microphone from Rain. "Are such an obnoxious little brat." George shook his head when Rain signaled the band to start over. Rain laughed then stared at George nodding. The beat took over and George seemed to come alive lit with an internal light he began to dance. "Desolate loving in your eyes you used to make my life so sweet. Step out like a god found child, I saw your eyes across the street."

Rain joined George then with a microphone that Bikky brought him. "Ooh, I've been a fool to take you to be, more than just kind, to stare into a life of maybe, love is hard to find... In the Church of the poison mind..."

"Fantastic," Jhaymes said from his position next to Andy watching the dynamic figure of bright color and life perform.

"Yes, quite," Andy said standing with the crowd. "You know," Andy said to her husband. "As it is now, the demon has all the advantage of keeping us on edge watching over George like a fragile egg."

"What are you suggesting?" Nestoir asked leaning in and appearing for all the world to be nibbling his wife's ear. Andy giggled for the camera then went back to clapping her hands in time to the music.

"A party," Andy said with a grin at Nestoir, "Tomorrow night, we will arrange for a night club extravaganza, Jhaymes," Andy turned to her trainer. "Could I ask you to spend an evening flirting with George outrageously?"

"You've twisted my arm," Jhaymes said looking up at the beautiful man.

"Good," Andy said with a small smile. "I look forward to tomorrow." Andy clapped on cue watching as George was escorted from the stage by two basilisk guards safe from any incubus in their care.
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Hottie

Chris walked the long halls of the consulate with T-Chan at his side. He was excited to be going to the high school tonight. They had been told to wait until tonight's performance wanting to spare Lord and Jewel from the rigors of the media frenzy, but he had heard that the show was fantastic and that Rain had even convinced George to sing with him. Chris sure hoped that George would sing tonight as well, or he would be really bummed to have missed the show. "Christopher," Chris looked over at Count D a smile on his face. "Come on, you and T-Chan get in." Chris followed Count D out of the consulate and into Leon's new SUV. With Jewel's and Little Leon's car seats there was not enough room in his old car for Chris to get into the backseat. Leon had had to upgrade. "We do not wish to be late." T-Chan grumbled as he clamored into the vehicle and lay on the large seat, the middle seat being where he placed the car seats.

"I wonder how Ryo is holding up," Leon said as they pulled away.

Break

He did not understand why she had to spend two hundred dollars on an outfit to wear to a kid's fifth birthday party. As if that was not bad enough she had insisted that he and his son Joey put on expensive pieces of crap and buy the boy a present. Carl Anderson frowned when he pulled up to the large house and parked behind the long line of cars and even a few limousines. The sign on the porch informed visitors to go around back. Carl took his wife's hand and stomped down the stairs following the path to the noise of the backyard. They rounded a corner and he halted in his tracks. Colorful balloons decorated the yard as well as flowers of seeming every color, the cacophony of children running around with glee competed with the sound of loud cartoon soundtracks. Carl heard the baying of animals and gasped in shock at what appeared to be a petting zoo. Joey jumped up and down clapping his hands ready to run away from his parents.

"Joey!" Carl called when the boy could not contain himself and skipped away.

"Oh, hello," Carl looked up to see a vision in flowing purple and white cotton that blew about in the breeze as if it weighed no more than the air. "Don't worry, Ryo has the pool electronically sealed, he can run around with the rest of them."

"You're... You're Andromache," Mrs. Anderson gushed. Andy looked at the teal satin dress the woman wore and nodded.

"There is my son," Andy pointed to the adorable mixed boy that played with Lyo and several other children. "I think that is some form of tag..." Andy paused and watched for a moment. She saw a figure in white hiding behind a tree and laughed. "No, it's not tag." Andy watched for a few more moments as the figure was caught from behind then surrounded by laughing children. "It's find the George."

"Is that the pop star from England?" Mrs. Anderson stared when George clapped laughing. He shook his head when the kids begged for another game.

"Why don't you go visit the buffet, Ryo has a nice feast laid out," Andy strolled away laughing to see the designer dress at a backyard bar-b-que. Chimera walked up to her, her black pants loose and made of light fabric. Andy whispered and they both looked back then walked away managing to contain the giggles. Carl sat the box on the table where all the presents sat. He looked at the abundance of food and deserts spread out it all looked so delicious and exotic. Carl was startled when a plate was held out to him.

He accepted the plate from JJ who had been looking around the yard. Rain maintained a constant flow of wind around Lord D to keep offensive smells away from the delicate Kami. He smiled When Carl seemed to snap out of his shock long enough to put some of the food on a plate. Ryo walked over in light white pants and a pale yellow top. He sat a platter of candied fruits on the table then forced a smile seeing Carl and his wife. "Welcome," Ryo said. "I see Joey has already abandoned you." Ryo laughed then shook his head. "I have not seen Lyo since the party started."

"There he is," George said picking up a cup of punch and drinking gratefully. "They have run me around this entire yard, several times."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself,"George looked over smiling brightly at Jhaymes when the phoenix warrior spoke up next to him. "There are no cold spots here," Jhaymes said. Carl wondered at the odd words then stared after George and Jhaymes had walked off speaking quietly to each other. Ryo laughed glad to see the two together. Perhaps they would be good for each other. "Do you want to see Arcadia?" Jhaymes asked George. George smiled at the idea. He had heard many things about the hidden kingdom and he longed to see the magical realm but had heard that it was forbidden to outsiders. "Zarro has okayed you because you know about us and that the place is... special." Jhaymes forced a smile looking up several mothers that giggled and followed Daphnus around. Alera looked after them with a scowl.

"That sounds wonderful," George felt his heart bet speed up at the way Jhaymes eyes traveled his form.

"I can take you tomorrow, just the two of us," Jhaymes nodded. "Tonight, after the school show, the children will sleep on Arcadia, and the Royale is having a party tonight at the Sunset. I would love it if you would let me escort you. I mean," Jhaymes turned red when George laughed softly. "Andy had already asked if i would flirt with you and incense the demon, but... I want you to know that if we do go together, it would not be because she asked me, but because I want to be with you." Jhaymes closed his mouth shocked at how much the words were true. He wanted to reach out and touch George's hand. Resisting was almost more than he could handle and knew that if he stayed near the beautiful human for too much longer, he would lose his internal battle.

Jhaymes breathed a heavy sigh of relief to see the children running to their side. Jhaymes looked at George his heart bubbling with turmoil. How could he be feeling this way about this human? Now? He had been dreaming of Jesse, sweet, gentle Jesse, and now... Could his feelings for the prince have been nothing more than a whim? They had caused so much trouble by their love. Jhaymes shook his head then tried to look away from George, those eyes would be the death of him he was sure.

George looked down to see many young faces staring up at him. "Georgie, play with us," They chanted bouncing up and down. George laughed being pulled away by the exuberant youth. He was having an extraordinary time blowing bubbles with the children. He looked over to see Jhaymes avoiding his gaze and smiled. Bikky turned up the stereo and George handed the bubbles to Rain. Rain laughed making a wide spray of the bubbles that covered a large area of the yard. George began to dance clapping his hands bubbles spiraled around him. Ryo laughed looking over at them.

Dee heard the laugh and looked up at Ryo. His face softened into a smile at the golden beauty across the yard. "Man the grill," Dee frowned and looked at Berkeley with Jeremy at his side. "Don't want that meat burned. Little Bit just had to drag me here to a child's party." Berkeley complained offering a soft look at his smaller lover. "We don't even have children."

"No, but we can bring Lyo a gift," Jeremy smiled showing Ryo the box he held wrapped in dragon printed purple and blue paper. Dee laughed shaking his head he waved to several of the officers at their precinct that had brought their families. Jeremy looked for the boy and saw him dancing with a smiling George amidst sprays of bubbles. "Wow."

"Did you bring Lyo a gift, or want to see him?"Dee asked a smile on his face. "Baby," Dee called Ryo over. "Laton and Torcha are here with the cake." Dee pointed his large fork to the king and queen of the dragons. Ryo waved to his grandparents dashing to their side. Ryo laughed when he passed Jhaymes who sat on the ground staring up at George who danced with the children. Jhaymes blushed then got to his feet. Dusting off his bottom he went to help Ryo assemble the cake that Laton and Torcha had brought in several large boxes.

"Where is the little one?" Torcha asked then saw him near George.

Before she could leave his side, Laton took her arm. "That's a male." He pointed at George with a nod.

"Oh... " Torcha looked at his flying hair as he bounced around. "Really?"

"I checked," Laton assured her with a nod. Torcha shrugged at the strange human then went behind Lyo. She picked up the boy causing him to squeal with glee. George laughed and bowed greeting the queen of the dragons. She gave him an intense stare her head going to the side in a reptilian way that caused shivers to race along George's spine. No, he thought with a gulp backing away with his palms out. He would not be groped again.

"Man... Boy...Male," Torcha said by way of greeting. "Might I borrow the giblet?" Lyo laughed as Torcha bounced him around. George nodded turning to find a seat glad to be away from the kids a for a bit. He was having a wonderful time, but they could be tiring.

"George!" George gasped and turned when he heard the familiar voice raised in anger. "I have been trying to call you for over a week now." George could feel his heart speed up and he looked around for Jhaymes and Ryo who had gone inside to assemble the cake. He gulped, straitened his shirt and hair then smiled. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Jon," George looked at the dark haired man that stomped to him. "I... there is nothing more to say." George shook his head and folded his arms across his chest backing away. "How did you find me? I mean, why are you here?"

"This house is famous, of course I found you," Jon took George's arm and pulled him closer. "There is more that we need to talk about."

"The band is done, we are done," George shook his head. "What more is there to say? You're sorry, okay, I know." George winced when Jon gripped his arms he looked at his former lover wishing to be anywhere but here.

"Get your hands off him," Jon looked over at Bikky who stood with Rain and Chris all three boys looking ready to fight. "You have no invitation, better go before my dads see you."

"Mind your own boy," Jon sneered at Bikky then turned to George. "What is he, seventeen?"

"Fifteen," Bikky poked his chest out.

"A bit young isn't he?" Jon narrowed his eyes at George. "Why am I not surprised?" George gasped at the implication, outraged at Jon's words. He had been so happy here, this family, their friends now his friends.

"Chris, go get Leon, Rain, Ryo," Bikky commanded he looked over to see Carol and Julie heading their way and shook his head. Carol looked over at Erick and Terry who had just arrived with Jorge and Jeanne then back at Bikky and the stranger.

"Jon," George said trying to pry Jon's fingers from his arm. "Go home to your wife." Jon slapped George hard across the face then grabbed a fist full of his hair. "Jon!"

" You're acting like a child. We have to talk," Jon released George when his free arm was twisted behind his back.

"No Bikky, don't hurt him," George said and gasped to see Bikky standing near Torcha as if holding the she-dragon back. "I'm all right." George said when he saw that Lyo stood near sobbing that the bad man was hurting Georgie. The crowd grew silent staring in horror at the scene before them. George looked up in awe to see Ryo and Jhaymes rushing across the yard to his aid. The person that had brought Jon to his knees, was Rain. "Rain, let him go," George said softly when the boy seemed to twist harder and Jon bit back a cry of pain.

"He hurt you," Rain said looking at the bruise that George was quick to cover on his arm as well as his reddened cheek. "You think there are no laws to abuse but there is." Rain said and George gasped to hear the boy quote what he had read in George's journal. "Crime is crime, passionate or not," Rain twisted Jon's arm. "Better not do it again," Rain grumbled letting Jon go. Lord D walked over and placed his hand over the spot healing the sore skin with but a touch. George looked down in awe glad that he had covered the bruise sure that many of the gathered had never seen such magic..

"It's okay," George said and gasped at the many ominous clicks he heard when Jon took a step towards him. Torcha pulled the human to her away from Jon as he swallowed with some difficulty. Never in his life had he ever thought to see so many guns, and that they were all trained on him was rather disconcerting. He also saw the Royale and their guards ready to defend George and he gulped.

Ryo stalked over a frown on his face as Dee abandoned the grill in favor of standing near his spouse. "How dare you come to my home, his home, my son's birthday party and cause such a ruckus?" Ryo demanded, "Kisama-yo! Ikee!" Ryo pointed to the gate and nodded his head insisting the man leave. Jon's eyes flared as he recognized the voice in Japanese that often came on the line whenever he tried to speak to George. "And stop calling!"

"I just want to say I am sorry," Jon looked at George and frowned to see a young man with green and black hair patting his shoulder. "Oh yeah I bet you have been here painting a very dark picture of me to all your little friends. I took your heart and broke it... You were just as immature and childish. The last time I tried to talk to you and resolve our problems when you showed up you were so high I may as well have been talking to Mickey Mouse."

"What would have been the point of listening to you promise never again, that it would be better this time. That I could trust you, that you were sorry and how much you loved me. It was all lies and I didn't haven't the stomach to hear them again." George refused to weep again, not for Jon. "Besides," George huffed folding his arms. "I never said you took anything," George said his light colored eyes focused on Jon. "You wanted a band, I gave it to you. You wanted a friend I gave you a friend. You wanted hit songs, I gave them to you. You wanted my heart, I gave it you. You wanted my body," George paused his mind going over the many times Jon had come to him, then turned around and went to women. "I gave it to you. I know it was something new and that maybe... I..." Jhaymes worried when he saw the pained look in George's eyes. He was gentle as he placed a hand on the stinging cheek that Jon had slapped.

Rain frowned over at Jon. "He hasn't said anything about you. But I know enough," Rain interposed his body in front George prompting Bikky and Christopher to move over as well. Erick was quick to join his friends and Terry followed with Jorge keeping Jon from even glimpsing George. "I accidentally got a hold of his journal, you're a real lying, cheating, rat bastard."

Ryo gasped his face turning red as he looked at his shy son. "Rain!..." Ryo saw the anger on Rain's face and his voice grew quiet. Ryo had to admit that sometime in between school, rehearsal and counseling, his boy had grown into a teenager. "Mouth."

"Whatever," Jon turned stalking away. He wrenched the gate open and nearly tripped over Carl and his wife as they stood staring at the spectacle.

"Come with me," Jhaymes lead George inside and sat him at the table. He saw Lord D enter the house behind him just as he placed a cold pack on George's face.

"I'm okay," George said again a sniffle leaving him.

"Tell me something," Lord D sat beside George and took his hands in his own. "What is more shocking than the first hit?" George looked up and tears spilled when he saw the deep compassion in Lord D's eyes. He shook his head confused at the odd question. "The second." Lord D answered his own question. He brought his hand up to cool the stinging skin more so than the ice pack. "They say they won't do it again, buy you presents, their sorry. But they will, the presents become more frequent, they are not sorry and that is not love."

"I..." George swallowed unable to believe that the beautiful Lord D could understand. "You?" George's eyes went to the backyard searching out JJ.

"Only once and it was an accident, he was trying to protect me." Lord D remembered the nightmare when JJ had lashed out in his sleep hitting him. "But before him, there was another."

"Another," George said nodding.

"His wife was Count D's mother," Lord D winked at a fully healed George who laughed then got to his feet.

"Better go reassure the little ones," George said as he saw Lyo being consoled by Ryo.

He was at the door when Jhaymes caught his hand. "If there is anything I can do for you..." George smiled and shook his head leaving Jhaymes staring at the closed door, his heart flipped on it's axis as he longed to hold the beautiful human. But then, Jhaymes gasped sitting in George's vacated chair. The memory of Jesse would fade the more he fell for George. He could not let that happen. Jhaymes lowered his head to his hands and wept.

Break

Finally, George sighed as he got into the car with Ryo and Dee. The concert seemed to go by so fast as he looked forward to tonight's outing. All while he was on stage with Rain, he looked at Jhaymes wondering why the warrior avoided his gaze. Maybe he was embarrassed, George shrugged then waved at Rain, Bikky and Lyo who were in a car with Laton and Torcha heading off to the consulate for the night. "We'll have time to go change before the Royale expect us to be at the night club." Dee informed him driving home. He placed his arms across the back seat his fingers running idly through the soft hairs at Ryo's nape. George again thought of Jhaymes aloof attitude for the rest of the party. Maybe seeing Jon had worried him. George would have to assure him that he was over that man. George smiled then mentally went through the things in his closet forming the perfect outfit.

Ryo stood in front of the mirror his brown pants buttoned but the belt hanging loose. A deep golden silk shirt hung on a hanger ready to be donned over his white tank. Ryo dragged a brush through his hair and gasped at the scent of wild gardenia's and rain kissed leaves that entered the bathroom. He had only now recognized the scent that was cool, crisp and not entirely masculine, but neither was it feminine. It was the scent he always associated with George. "Hi," Ryo said then tuned to look he gasped at the picture of beauty he was presented with.

George entered the bathroom, his bright blue top fell to below his knees and the long white pants nearly covered his flat white and blue shoes. George had left his hair undone but pushed to the side with several small white flower pins. His make-up accentuated his eyes and lips, leaving one to stare at his pale cheeks with just a hint of blush on them. Ryo shrugged into his shirt buttoning it while George adjusted his white gloves. "What time will we leave?" George asked when Ryo was done.

"Soon as Dee finishes," Ryo said then looked at George. "You look beautiful."

"You think so," George stuck his tongue out laughing when Ryo just shook his head. George grew quiet then went to sit on a stool that was in the large bathroom. "When I first got here, you kept staring at me like I was some kind of freak."

"It takes some getting used to. I am not used to seeing men in make-up." Ryo felt his face heating.

"Do you watch the news?" George asked with a laugh. "Or movies and television shows? Your world is filled with men in make-up, they just don't like to admit it and take it off as soon as possible. I feel like wearing it and so I do." George explained his eyes meeting Ryo's. "You could do wonders with a hint of brown eye liner around your eyes, perhaps some yellow shadow. Your eyes are so dark, it would be fabulous." Ryo shook his head causing George to laugh at him. "Don't worry, I won't go making you even more beautiful than you are. More competition for me."

"Competition?" Ryo held up his left hand. "Off the market," He said then gasped at the solemn look in George's eyes. "George?"

"I wondered," George said then went ahead. "What exactly do you know about Jhaymes?"

"I know he is one of the top warriors of fire-star and is of the Phoenix Caste which is the highest caste in their system. Only his twin sister Alera and their teacher Master Xi can best him, well aside from the Royale." George nodded his attention riveted to Ryo as he spoke. "He had a relationship with a Prince." Ryo halted when George gasped. He went over the Royale that he knew in his mind trying to think of which one would have succumbed to Jhaymes' charms. "It was a while ago, but his lover..." before Ryo could go on, Dee poked his head in wearing dark pants and a deep green top that set off his eyes to perfection.

"Baby, Jhaymes is here," Dee said then nodded to George adding his compliments to Ryo's. George got to his feet still puzzling over what Ryo had been about to say. Jhaymes walked the circumference of the hall. What a loving person George was, how sweet and talented. Beautiful and kind. Jesse had been all those things as well. If he longed for George this way, was he seeing him merely as a substitute for his lost love? Get through tonight, Jhaymes vowed, if he could just get through tonight everything would be... Jhaymes train of thought came to a crashing halt at the sight of George descending the stairs.

"Oh... Boy... George, you look... Wonderful," Jhaymes blinked several times trying to take in the vibrant colors and lush beauty of the man before him.

George laughed. "Thank you so much, you look nice as well." Jhaymes shook his head feeling like a peahen next to George's loveliness. Dee said nothing to Jhaymes unabashed staring. He placed a hand on the small of Ryo's back. Locking the house he sighed in relief. Leaving the boys and their pets at the consulate insured for a good party, it had been a while since they'd had one of those.

George entered the upscale night club and smiled at the applause that greeted him from the many patrons. He had already been warned that Ryo would try to stay away from him tonight so that the demon would come close. Close enough that he could be captured and dealt with. George shuddered at the thought of the cold fiends hands on him again. Jhaymes felt the smaller body next to him tremble and placed a hand on George's waist. "I won't let it harm you." He vowed and George moved in closer nodding. George wondered why Jhaymes, after promising to protect him, moved to the side and took his arm away. "There is my sister. Jhaymes inclined his head to the white haired, petite warrior in a black minidress with a few lines of emeralds across the sleeves and hem. "Would you like to meet her? She was at the party today, but was occupied." George nodded deliberately taking Jhaymes hand they walked thus to Alera's side. "Aneue," Jhaymes said upon their approach. George was shocked at the small hand that shook his. "This is Boy George."

"Hello, I saw you earlier singing with Rain." Alera said with a grand smile. "You have a wonderful voice and so beautiful too." George laughed liking the young woman. "My brother speaks of you constantly. I can see why." George looked up Jhaymes a wide smile on his face. Jhaymes turned red and excused himself. George stared after him perplexed he saw Andy approach the microphone and focused his attention.

"So glad to be back in LA," Andy said when the crowd settled down with their applause. "I am happy to be here with my family, my friends and all of you. Tonight we are going to do something a little bi t different. I know many of you are already looking for the fishbowl and you have ideas for songs that you would like to submit. What we are going to do is play a game of tag." Andy grinned then looked out into the audience. "Anyone associated with us in any way could be handed the mic, so be warned... Since I have the stage, I must admit that I am slightly bewildered by the fact that I am the one that asked my friend George here," Andy looked into the audience and smirked. She had seen Jon in the audience. Most of her unresolved anger from Lyo's birthday part surfaced. She could not leap from the stage and skewer him with her stiletto, but perhaps... Andy smiled and Nestoir grew worried looking at his wife, she was always the most frightening when she bore that particular smile. "I was at a party this afternoon and someone made me think of this particular song. So will the incomparable, beautiful, talented Boy George please join me." Andy batted her eyelashes while staring at George.

George stared at her in horror. This was the third time in less than two days. George sighed and got to his feet. In that moment, Jhaymes appeared and took his arm. Leading him in a roundabout way to the stage. George wondered at the circuitous route until he saw Jon sitting at a table. George lowered his eyes from his former lover. Andy giggled taking George's elegant hand and pulling him to the center of the stage. "Tag," She said with an impish grin. "I know we only had a few hours to work on this last month, and over the phone no less," Andy shook her head then cleared her throat nodding to her husband. With a smirk she looked directly at Jon. "TAKE A BOW RIHANNA"When they were done George heaved a great sigh of relief then left the stage his heart pounding. Never had he imagined that he would get the opportunity to relay his feelings in such a way to Jon with the new arrangement of the band being broken. Andy skipped to her husband as George went to sit at his table. "You're it," Andy handed the microphone to her husband.

Nestoir laughed then pressed a kiss to her lips. Andy scampered from the stage to sit with George. She looked for and found Jhaymes across the room speaking to Daphnus every now and then he would look at George then hastily look away before George could meet his eyes. Andy frowned her empathy reaching out to Jhaymes. She felt his confliction, his confusion and refusal to set aside his love of Jesse and sighed. This would be a hard battle, for both of them. Jhaymes stood, he moved from foot to foot and Daphnus placed a hand on his shoulder abandoning him to his thoughts. Jhaymes stared at George more his body seeming to move on it's own. Listening to Nestoir sing an ancient Greek ballad caused his heart to stir. Leaning in he inhaled George's scent. It entered his brain making him think long thoughts about the pale skin and supple body.

"Dance with me," Jhaymes said before he had even realized he had spoken. George gasped after several long moments had passed with Jhaymes across the room he figured Jhaymes had somehow lost interest in him. George grinned and got up. He placed his hand in Jhaymes' the calluses not irritating his delicate skin. Jhaymes wanted to weep at how perfectly George fit into his arms. His head came just to Jhaymes shoulder, his hair was fluffy, soft and fragrant. Jhaymes closed his eyes and inhaled. Swaying to the music he allowed his hands to roam the enticing back available to him. This human had so many conflicting emotions and behaviors Jhaymes did not know which way he proceed. Or should he back away now before it was too late? What would be considered too late and had he already stepped to far? "George," Jhaymes said when Nestoir was done and handing the microphone to Alera laughing as he declared that she was 'it'. "Why did you stay with him if he was violent to you and..."

George shook his head and tried to smile at Jhaymes. "I loved him," George said softly he recalled the first time he had gotten into bed with Jon. Then of the first time he had found out that Jon was cheating on him. "I loved him."

"You still do," Jhaymes said relief in his voice that perhaps he would not have to push George away. He had a reason now, a valid reason.

George shook his head again, "Umm..." George's laugh was hollow. He sipped from his drink then looked at Jhaymes. "What about you? I heard that you were with a prince. Which one and where is he?" George smiled dismissing Nestoir, he looked for a moment at Daphnus then away. Kronos? No. George offered a teasing smile that faded at the pained expression Jhaymes wore.

"Lucien, he..." Jhaymes took a deep breath and got to his feet. "He's dead," Jhaymes left the table and George gasped his heart beating fast when he felt a cold stare at his back. Expecting to feel a cold hand he turned and sighed. Jon sat at a table watching him with a deep gaze that spoke volumes of his anger.

"Tag!"George nearly jumped from the seat when Andy bounced to his side and pressed a microphone into his hand. "You're it!" George looked at Andy wondering at the jubilant smile and how it covered the tears that were in her eyes.

"Andy," George said wondering what she wanted from him.

"Speak your heart," George gasped when the words seemed to be spoken directly into his head. George nodded his head he looked for Jhaymes. There was pain there, he then saw Jon leering at him. "Show the beauty inside of your soul. It is here and it wants you." George nodded again trembling at the thought of not only Jon watching him, but Jhaymes and the creature that stalked him. "We will protect you," Andy promised as George stood on the stage, their internal conversation a secret to all but the Arcadian's.

"I wrote this recently," George smiled but his eyes held all the pain of the past few months. He inhaled and Jhaymes felt as if he had been sucker punched by the lush beauty standing on the stage. When George began to sing, Jhaymes thought his very heart had been ripped from his chest. "I was so cold til you touched me. Fear had no place to hide..." Jhaymes gasped as George sang again. This time the song seemed to roll around his heart and make him remember...Jesse. " I felt nothing but sadness, love is the great divide." Jhaymes saw Jesse sitting atop Hydran pristine wings beating against the night sky when he had seen him for the last time.

George smiled then continued singing. "Felt like someone was counting, the tears that rushed from my eyes. I was broken and doubting, love and my own sweet pride..." Jhaymes gasped tears gathering in his eyes at the memory of the first time Jesse had come to his room weeping and confessing. "Come clean, come clean, you know where you've been, slipping and stepping inside. Come Clean, come clean I know that you dream. Love is the great divide." Jhaymes voice caught as George continued his voice like a dulcet bell ringing in his soul. "Felt a rush from the mountain, oh Lord I pushed you aside..." Jhaymes thought of the time he had wept in his sister's, then in his very own Master Xi's arms. "I felt nothing but sadness, I'll be alone tonight."

Andy offered Jhaymes her handkerchief when the Phoenix continued his weeping as George went through the chorus again moving along the stage he sang and the audience understood why the Royale had decided to collaborate with him. "...Love is the great divide..." George paused then he locked eyes with Jon. "How can we lose? There's no laws to abuse, there was never more passion in crime." George pointed his gaze seeming hot. "You took my hand, told me you'd understand... There'd be time," George inhaled. "So much time." He belted and Jhaymes lowered his head to his hands seeing Jesse as he had kissed him that last time. His knees had gone weak, his heart had fluttered in his breast as if trying to leave his body and cling to his love as if it knew that it was the last... "Come clean, come clean, you know where you've been, slipping and stepping inside. Come clean, come clean I know that you dream. Love is the great divide."

Jhaymes sat still as George finished the song. His knees were weak and he could not stand. Alera patted her brother's arm then went to escort George from the stage. George was smiling as he tagged Daphnus. George's smile faded upon reaching the table. He reached out a hand and wiped the tears from Jhaymes face with a gentle hand. "You are... Warm..." Jhaymes said and cleared his throat. "Let's take a walk in the garden." Jhaymes firmed his legs then got to his feet. George nodded finishing off his drink he placed his hand into Jhaymes. Jon stared, his eyes smoldering he stood to go after them only to have a tall man with dark hair and crystal clear sapphire blue eyes block his path.

"You know," He said with a grin. "The very same officers you offended today are in the audience with you. Not to mention... My wife," Nestoir laughed softly. "I think she would plead diplomatic immunity if she were forced to skewer you." Jon gasped and turned to confront the man only to find him across the room. Was it possible to move that fast? Jon sat still ordering another drink. The sighed when a gorgeous creature in white sat beside him.

"I'm hungry," Heaven said leaning her chin on her folded hands. Jon looked at the odd yet beautiful young woman. "You can help me." She was adorable tucking her bottom lip between her teeth, her incisors growing longer. "Will you help me?" Jon stared at her a moment swallowing audibly. He took in the low cut white top and the voluminous white skirt that seemed to be many layers at her dainty feet and wondered if she was a high class prostitute. Reaching into his pocket he sat several fifty dollar bills on the table which Heaven ignored. "Come with me," Heaven stood taking his hand, she gasped when she heard Ryo's soft voice in Japanese behind her. "George once loved this man, I think it would hurt him to be the cause of his death. That is the only reason you want him."

"Pretty never has to know," Heaven pouted stepping away from Jon. She sighed then turned to Jon and said in English. "Leave this place, while you still can. Ryo, they should not be alone."

"You are both right and wrong," Ryo said with a sigh looking out into the garden where George and Jhaymes had disappeared. Ryo glared at Jon leading Heaven away he shook his head at Leon who had also stood to follow the couple. It was a dragon's flames that was needed after all. Leon nodded then turned to Count D. Listening to the sweet voice of Tisiphone, he wrapped his hands around Count D's waist eager to take him home.

George could feel Jhaymes trembling where their arms touched even though the gathering of the too large fabric of his sleeves. "Are you afraid?" George joked forgetting for a moment his own peril. "Oh no," George looked around his eyes wide as the thought occurred to him. "Is it here?" George moved closer to Jhaymes.

"Somewhere, we are not in immediate danger," Jhaymes confessed he paused and gasped to see George standing under a fall of white blossoms their petals flowing in the gentle night breeze seeming to match the blooms he had put in his hair. In that moment George resembled a night angel, a servant of nature a beautiful rendition of his own hearts desire. "But I am terrified." Jhaymes said his throat constricted.

George's brow drew down and he wondered at the odd words. "What are you so afraid of?"

"You," Jhaymes admitted then pulled George into his arms unable to bear the gut wrenching smile that lit up George's entire countenance. George knew it was coming, he wanted it. He met Jhaymes lips with own mouth open pressing his tongue forward. Jhaymes gasped losing to the beautiful human in his arms wondering all along what he had been fighting for or against. Jhaymes drew back gasping for air he met George's eyes, so clear, so light, beautiful. George again met his kiss clinging to Jhaymes with a strength that was as nothing compared to the warrior's and yet Jhaymes could not have moved an inch if he wanted to. Trapped, he was trapped in a net of crisp scent and soft lips, agile tongue and ardent supplication. A bird was meant to be free, to fly the skies in triumph, but at this moment he could think of nothing but the honeyed cage of George's arms.

"MINE!" Jhaymes heard the word and shoved George to the ground away from the charging fury of the enraged incubus. George gasped looking up his heart thrummed with terror at the brawny man that loomed over him his eyes glowing with a demonic blue fire.

"Jhaymes!" George called his voice coming out in a choked panic he scooted away from the demon. Eyes searching wildly he saw a giant dog made of smoke snarling as it attacked Jhaymes.

"Do you know what a Dung Shak is, Lovely?" The demon said reaching out when George backed into a tree unable to go further he shook his head. "It is what is going to eat the foul creature that dared touch you." The incubus jumped on top of George his claws ripping at his fine clothes. "Mine, you are mine!" George wept pushing ineffectively against the beast he felt scales along the arms and his skin crawled at the icy flesh pressed so intimately against him. "Be still you will like it." George thrashed against the demon trying to buck him off. Jhaymes looked over and a rage the likes of which he had only experienced once in his long life consumed him. The Dung Shak howled in pain dissolving into smoke a rapier of Arcadian steel quivered in it's formless breast. George could feel the demon pressing so tightly against him bile rose in his throat when the creature pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Get away from him," George gasped hearing the voice of Jhaymes sounding so hollow as if it came not from a mouth, but from somewhere far way. Screaming at the intense flash of heat that he feared would scorch him George vanished into a cloud of green flames.

Ryo sniffed the air, his senses coming alive with bitter anger he dashed to the door of the garden and heard the commotion that had somehow been muffled from outside with a dark magic he could not identify. Ryo looked up and yelled. "Jhaymes!... NO!" But he was too late. The demon screamed in anguish as his body was consumed with green flames. Ryo ran forward gasping with the effort of his running and yelling at the same time he stared at the greasy pile of smoldering ash at Jhaymes feet. Jhaymes spared not a moment of regret he dashed to George's side helping him to sit up. Jhaymes doffed his coat and covered George's figure glad that he was so much larger than the human.

"You saved me," George looked up at Jhaymes with shining eyes his hair falling around him the pins lost in his struggle to be away from the demon. "Thank you."

"Do not thank me," Jhaymes got to his knees in front of George and bowed his apology. "In fact, I must offer my most humble apology."

"I don't understand," George frowned. "You killed it."

"Yes I killed it, this time, but... I did not destroy it." Jhaymes sighed admitting his own fault in the night's debacle. "Only a dragon's flames can destroy it." George looked up at Ryo he nodded then accepted Jhaymes hands so that he could get to his feet.

"I still thank you," George said he leaned up and pressed a kiss to Jhaymes cheek. "If not for you, he would have had me."

"If not for me, you would be safe inside," Jhaymes said all the anguish of his heart evident in his voice. He was the reason Jesse had fallen, now he would be the end of this vibrant human as well. It was almost more than he could bear.

"Then we never would have caught him," George said with a smile feeling Jhaymes tense under his hand.

"But we didn't," Jhaymes said. "It is hurt now, nothing more, in a few weeks it could come back and try again. I wasted the effort of Andy's party."

"Is there nothing you would take from tonight? No experience worth a smile as you look back one day?" George said his lips still showing the evident of their budding passion, so moist and sweet, red from more than his lipstick.

Looking at him Jhaymes melted. "I will never say that." George smiled and took his hand. "I think we'd better get you home." Ryo entered the nightclub with Jhaymes and George and sighed in relief. Jon was no where in sight. His relief soon turned to panic as he realized that neither was Heaven.

Powdered Sugre 32

Relax... Its Just Arcadia

Alera found her brother in the war tower on his bottom amidst the globes that were not orbiting, but on the floor around him. The sun shone inside the tower warming the marble floor near the phoenix. She crawled over beside him sitting beside the globe of the earth. "What's he doing?" She asked when Jhaymes had offered her a lackluster greeting.

"I... don't know," Jhaymes did not even bother to pretend not to know whom his sister was talking about.

"I heard you kicked demon butt last night even when the rest of us were lulled into a false sense of security by a demon smoke screen." Alera laughed then wrapped an arm around her twin. "What are you worried about?"

"Alera," Jhaymes turned into his sister's arms tears falling. "I don't want to forget him." Jhaymes clung to his sister his entire world crashing down on his heart. "I don't want to shut him in a box, but last night, my flames were not working, so I used his rapier to save another man." Jhaymes wept. He allowed Alera to hold him and pet his hair. She cooed to her brother, just the way she did when they were growing up on Fire Star. When all the other children in their caste would pick on him Alera would defend him usually in a violent way. She had trained with him, bettering her own skills and making the two of them the best that their planet had to offer. "I am supposed to be on my way to pick him up."

"Then why are you still here?" Alera lifted her brother's face until she could look into his eyes.

"I don't want to forget him." Jhaymes wiped his face then got to his feet. He reached down and took Alera's hand and pulled her to her feet. "I should go. He's waiting... George is waiting." Jhaymes straitened his clothing then left the tower. Alera bent to run her hand over the globe of earth remembering the prince that had fallen in love with her brother. They had tried to hide their love, and failed. They had given in to their passions and lost. Alera wondered if there was a happy ending in store for her brother. She sure hoped so.

Break

George sighed with relief as the last song of the talent show was sung. Each day he heard it, the girl did not cause such a virulent headache. A long discussion the previous night with Ryo had assured him that he was safe. For a while at least. George clapped his hands eager to be away. He had a fun afternoon ahead of him. He had heard that not many humans were afforded the opportunity to see Arcadia. For some reason, last night, Dee had insisted he call Jon to make sure that he had made it to wherever he was going safely. All the while he was calling, Ryo had dialed, trying in vain to contact Heaven. Expecting her to show up at breakfast George had been tense, only to have her not show up at all.

Leaving the school he was surprised that Jhaymes was not there waiting for him. He hadn't been stood up in long time. George sighed then smiled at the few die hard paparazzi that flashed pictures of them all getting into the car. Ryo looked back at him, a smile on his face. He could try to hide his disappointment, but to a sensitive man like himself, it was as plain as the red ribbons tied in George's hair. "We are all going to the consulate, Jhaymes will meet us there. I called him and told him that instead of going to the house, we would bring you to him." George smiled hoping his relief did not show on his face. Dee laughed then turned on the radio. George pulled a piece of candy from his pocket to give to Lyo. "Not too much of that," Ryo said without turning around. "Count D made lunch for us." Rain gasped at the words then put his thermos away.

Jhaymes paced the hallway of the consulate. He wanted George, but he couldn't have him. He couldn't let himself fall for the beautiful human. His blood sped up and he knew, even without looking up that George had arrived. He walked over to a large picture window that faced the street in Los Angeles behind him was a balcony of pearl gilt with rubies and diamonds winking in the sun. Beyond the balcony were the lush fields of Arcadia. "You are amusing," Jhaymes started and turned his hair flying around him and saw Sofu D behind him. "The past is gone, the present is here, the future is entering the building. Why are you making this so difficult?"

"Have you seen?" Jhaymes asked looking at the ancient Kami.

"I have," Sofu nodded with a small smile that had been the original version of the perplexing "D" smile.

"Are you going to tell me?" Jhaymes said his senses alive with the scent of rain kissed leaves and Gardenia's. Sofu shook his head he left Jhaymes standing by the balcony as George was brought to him. "Ryo, Dee, George," Jhaymes turned around a smile of greeting on his face that froze at the beauty of George's smile.

"We have delivered him safely into your care," Dee joked his arm around Ryo's shoulder. "Make sure you bring him home at a decent time." Dee gasped when Ryo hit him. "Have fun and George, if you guys come across King Zarro, and he asks you for a snack... Run."

"Why?" George laughed allowing Jhaymes to take his hand. "Will he eat me?"

"Maybe," Dee nodded. George looked at Ryo for a negation his eyes widened when he got none.

"I won't let him," Jhaymes promised to which Dee laughed. "What?"

"Wow, he must be special if you are willing to go against your own king." Dee said with a wink at George to which Ryo simply rolled his eyes heavenward as if searching for divine aid in dealing with his consort.

"Come on," Jhaymes said his face red. "There are a lot of things I want to show you." George nodded glad that they were on their way. He was eager to see the elusive kingdom. Rain and Bikky waved from the opposite end of the hallway as George disappeared with Jhaymes. George looked at Jhaymes concern on his face at the evidence of the warrior's reticence.

"Is something wrong?" George asked walking beside Jhaymes paying no attention to the elongating halls and abundance of jewels that heralded the transition from LA to the Arcadian palace. "You run in very confusing circles of hot and cold. I do not understand what you want from me." George stopped walking and leaned against a wall with his arms folded over his bright yellow trench coat. He lowered his head and Jhaymes was left staring at the top of his little black hat. "I like you. I know we have known each other a short time, but I do. I would like to get to know you better, but do not...If you are confused, or reluctant at all about my gender..." George stopped speaking when he felt both of Jhaymes hands on his cheeks lifting his face.

Jhaymes moved forward, the feel of George's pliant, yet active lips meeting his own. Jhaymes broke away holding George in his arms. "I want you... I do, but I don't..." Jhaymes paused and George gasped. Was he doomed to fall for another man that would force him to hide and deny their love. "I don't want to forget him."

"And you won't," George said he looked up at Jhaymes his eyes shining. "A part of you will always belong to him. Especially if he was your first." George saw the sad light in Jhaymes and he gave a soft chuckle. "He was, wasn't he?" Jhaymes nodded his cheeks blooming. "It must have been so hard to lose him." George brought a hand up between them and pressed it to Jhaymes' heart. "But you are alive Jhaymes. If you loved him, he must have been a wonderful man." Jhaymes nodded again seeing Jesse laughing as they had walked the gardens, or worked out or made love. "Would he want you to remember him at the cost of your happiness?" Jhaymes shook his head. "I large part of my life for over four years was wrapped up in loving Jon. I do not regret that time, it was fantastic in the same way that it was horrible. I think sometimes that he loved me so much he hated me for it. Our passion should have been legendary and yet it is hidden in obscurity by a society that refuses to admit that two men can love one another."

"If you could have him," Jhaymes began afraid of the question as well as the answer. "Without the stigma... Would you go to him?"

"He allowed the ignorant masses to color not only the value I had to him but his own self worth. I want a man stronger than that." George admitted with a smile he placed his hands on Jhaymes broad shoulders. Standing on the tips of his toes, he reveled in their height difference, for Jon had been shorter than he. Jhaymes gave in to George's silent demand for a kiss. Jhaymes backed away and George smiled seeing no more hidden clouds lurking in Jhaymes eyes as he smiled down at him. George's answering smile dispelled all doubts that Jhaymes could have held on to.

"Come on," Jhaymes shoved his hand into a wall and George gasped as it disintegrated leaving them standing in a field of wild growing flowers. "Welcome to Arcadia."

Break

It was a nice hotel room, as far as five star hotels went. Jon sighed trying to figure out how the courtesan had gotten inside. Heaven sat on his bed, her long multiple layered white dress blending into the standard issue white sheets with the hotel's logo imprinted on them in a white satin thread. "You were told to leave town." Her voice was smooth and her smile was quite predatory.

"You have no right to try to run me out of town." Jon said and Heaven laughed. "What's so funny?"

"You are. You don't want him, but it bugs you that he could be happy with someone else." Heaven continued to giggle the sun from the open window shining on her tawny tresses. "I bet it drives you mad to know that right now he is probably snogging," Heaven recalled George's outburst. "That hot phoenix warrior."

"Get out!" Jon grabbed Heaven's arm in a brutal grip hauling her from the bed.

"You have no right to try to run me out of this room," Heaven grinned then snatched away from him leaving him shocked that she did not show signs of a bruise. "A final warning... Stay away from Pretty," Heaven said in the face of Jon's smoldering anger. She turned her back to him walking slowly to the door. She paused, her hand on the handle. "Stay if you want, but don't blame me if you meet a sticky end." Before Jon could form a retort, Heaven was gone. It was several moments later that he realized that she had not opened the door. Jon sat on his bed his entire body trembling. Just what kind of mess was George involved in anyway? He was not entirely sure that he wanted to know.

Break

Ryo held onto the file that Leon offered him a disgusted sigh on his face. "Their colding it," He grumbled.

"No," Leon smirked. "Agent Miaka said it's closed. We solved it, we know who the murderer is. But he is now on Arcadia's most wanted list. She labeled the demon as a fugitive." Dee laughed then ran a hand over Ryo's. "You guys anniversary is next week. Any plans?"

"Ryo naked," Dee said with a grin and laughed when Bikky choked on his soda.

"Can we stay with you guys?" Rain asked while Ryo patted Bikky's back.

"You're gonna be okay," Dee said when Bikky settled down and glared at him. "Besides, I did not mean a naked romp through the whole house."

"Dee,"Ryo cautioned his cheeks red.

"I booked a hotel stay," Dee confessed with a wink.

"Ryo,"Rain said his voice soft as he finished off Ryo's veggie stir fry.

"It's alright, I was done with it," Ryo smiled then ran his hands through Rain's fluffy hair.

"Do you think Jhaymes will fall in love with George, and well, vice versa?" Rain asked his eyes meeting Ryo's.

"Rain," Count D said he placed Kurayami on his shoulder and patted his tiny back. "Love is one of the most baffling emotions. No one can ever predict it, understand it or fight against it. Nations have crumbled, lives lost all for the sake of love. It is the most powerful, yet confounding ability we all have." Count D smiled at the expulsion of air released by his baby. "It can change everything."

"I know all of that," Rain nodded he leaned his elbows on the table only to have Ryo calmly move him back from getting sauce on his hanging sleeves. "But will they..." Leon laughed, Rain looked at the adults around the table then sighed he decided it would be easier to teach Lyo Cheyenne than to understand.

Break

George had never seen anything like it. The wall had simply vanished. He reached out surprised that it really was gone and not some clear glass panel. Jhaymes captured the searching fingers and pulled George out of the consulate and onto the grass. "Arcadia is not a normal kingdom, in fact," Jhaymes explained keeping a hold on George's arm just in case the extra support was needed. "Remember at the dinner when confessed to our magic, well, the reason no can find Arcadia is because it doesn't exist. In this plane of consciousness I mean."

"How can it not exist? We are... here." George looked around for a moment charmed by a small blue butterfly that landed on his shoulder. He almost shoved the tiny creature away from him when he realized that it was human shaped with large blue wings.

"That is Ponchi,"Jhaymes introduced and held out his hand for the small creature to land. "She's saying hello. Ponchi is a fairy. Not all fairies look like this, but, she likes you." George nodded slowly working hard to keep his mouth from falling open. "Are you okay? Do you want me to take you back?" Jhaymes asked. George had paled and seemed to be having a difficult time drawing air into his lungs.

"No... I am alright," George said he turned in a full circle looking for the consulate that was nowhere to be found. "But where are we?"

"Out side of the palace," Jhaymes answered glad to see George calming enough to ask questions about his surroundings. "Do you ride?" Jhaymes asked with a smile.

George turned and met Jhaymes eyes with a playful wink he laughed. "It's a bit early on to be asking me that."

"What?" Jhaymes looked at the large stable then back at George. He took George's hand and walked into the building. "Are you experienced with..." Jhaymes paused his face flaming as he realized the meaning of George's earlier comments. "You... I meant... Horses."

"I figured as much, but where are they?" George looked around the stalls that were large enough to house at least four horses comfortably. Inside were young people lounging or reading, some eating. One young man sat with a book and a bowl of fruit. "Why are these people here?"

"I want you to meet Hydran," Jhaymes said instead of answering. He took George to the stall and opened the clasp. The young man sat his book down and ambled over.

"Jhaymes, I am glad to see you again," He said his smile charming. "Is this your friend?"

"Yes, this is George," Jhaymes introduced then and George shivered when his hand touched Hydran's. His eyes were large and dark with no hint of irises at all. "You don't mind do you?"

Hydran laughed shaking his head in a way that reminded George of a horse. "I am glad to see you move on," Hydran said with a bluntness that baffled most humans. "Live life, as you were commanded by my former master." Hydran nodded then looked at George. "I like the way you look." George nodded wondering if the young man was perhaps not right in the head. "Grab my basket and meet me outside." Hydran said indicating his fruit.

"He is odd?" George said with a laugh. "Coming from me, that says a lot." Jhaymes was still laughing as they went out into the sunshine. George stopped walking when he saw the large white horse. He backed away when the horse grumbled that Jhaymes had better not be thinking of putting a saddle on him. "Hy...Hydran?"

"A bridle, no bit and tack, and no saddle." Jhaymes lead George to Hydran.

"You're a rather large horse," George stammered when Jhaymes vaulted onto the beast's back understanding the large stalls in the equally large stables. "Oh..." George gasped when Jhaymes reached down and took his arms. In a blinding shuffle of his large clothes, George found himself seated in front of Jhaymes on the horse. He looked down at the ground so far away and blinked when Jhaymes moved to help him bring his leg around so that he was astride.

"I'm no horse," Hydran said shifted his body getting accustomed to the double weight.

"Of course not," George agreed when the animal began to walk.

"Hold on," Hydran commanded and waiting until he could feel George's hands knotted in his mane. "Jhaymes, you as well," Hydran said then smiled he turned his large equine head to see Jhaymes with his arms around George. Facing ahead again, he galloped off across the grass. Hydran came to a grumbling halt when Jhaymes tugged on the reins. "What infernal reason could you possible have for ruining such a jolly run?" Hydran panted looking behind him to see Jhaymes pulling on a bright red ribbon that secured one of George's braids.

"Your hair," Jhaymes said by way of explanation as he unravel the braid and took the ribbon. Most of George's hair was left down and floated about his head as Hydran ran. "I can't see..." Jhaymes began to tie the mass back. " I'm not pulling?" He asked as he gathered the mass of George's hair into a single tail. George shook his head he relaxed into the gentle tug and twine of Jhaymes hands. "Are you enjoying the ride?"

"It's fun," George said with a smile he had long since lost his hat but he would not miss it, he had plenty of them. Jhaymes nodded then picked up the reins again. Hydran rolling his eyes at the strange behavior Jhaymes exhibited kicked his heels into the air and took off again.

"Are you afraid of heights?" Hydran yelled over the wind his voice showing no strain of the running while carrying two passengers. George shook his head then wondered at the odd question. He faced ahead gasping when it seemed as if there was no more road, in fact they were running directly to the edge of a cliff. George bit back a scream he released Hydran's mane and covered his eyes worried that the creature was insulted, not only at being called a horse, but that his former master's lover was with another. Jhaymes tightened his hold on George when he let go of Hydran keeping him on the mounts broad back.

"Open your eyes," Jhaymes whispered close to George's ear. He was alive! George breathed a hefty sigh of relief thinking the horse had merely wanted to scare him and had stopped at the cliffs edge for he could not feel the motions of the hooves hitting the soft ground. George opened his eyes prepared to scold the capricious creature, but lost the ability to do more than stare in awe. "There's the palace," Jhaymes pointed, but George could not tear his eyes away from the massive white wings that pumped into the sky attached to Hydran.

"Told you I was no horse," Hydran circled around. "You missed it the first time, I'll go back around," Hydran said going back past the beautiful palace with it's shining marble war tower in back like an ominous portent of protection. That such a place would need protection boded ill for the state of the world that had to live with the demons they fought against every day. "Hey!" Hydran yelled at the large leathery wing that nearly clipped him as red scales edged in gold came abreast of them. "Watch it, I'm flying here, with a novice."

"Oh my gosh!" George gasped staring at Laton.

"Don't mean to disturb your... Human mating ritual," Laton struggled to remember the word. "A date is it?" Laton smiled bearing his teeth and George gulped having a gruesome image of being eaten. "Just on my way in to see the king." Laton assured them, he saw George staring at his teeth and grinned allowing a bit of saliva to glisten along the deadly porcelain that decorated his mouth. "Don't worry your pretty little head about it," Laton said getting higher so that he could land directly in the throne room. "I don't eat human, you taste nasty." He called down leaving George staring up at him. "Wouldn't say no to poultry." George felt Jhaymes shudder looking at the large scaled behind that was fast leaving their view.

"Are you alright?" Jhaymes asked George who continued to look about the cloudless sky as if he expected the monster to come back and declare that he had changed his mind.

George could not help but to think that it was odd to be sitting on a Pegasus and having a conversation with a dragon. The same dragon that had... "He groped me," George remembered the large talons and claws like small swords he had glimpsed. "That's Ryo's grandfather?" Jhaymes nodded silently. "He knows how humans taste." George gulped he brought his hand up to where Jhaymes held him in his arms.

"But...He was joking," Jhaymes tried to assure George whose heart had continued its erratic beating.

"You mean he does eat human?" George looked up again glad that the beast was no longer visible. Hydran laughed when Jhaymes shook his head unable to find the correct words to soothe George.

"Perhaps this will help," Hydran said taking off in the direction of the sea. "Fascinating creatures, humans are, really." The beast chuckled flexing his mighty wings he lifted them higher in the sky. George had a magnificent view of tall trees and lovely homes dispersed beyond the castle walls. A few large birds passed their way one paused and waved a massive paw and George stared in wonder at a gryphon. "Look down," Hydran ordered and George gasped having forgotten that the horse...no Pegasus, could speak.

"Normally the advice is to not look down," George laughed then followed the advice. His eyes nearly covered half of his beautiful face as he stared at the shiny creatures glistening with the sparkling waters of the Aurous sea. Several of them jumped into the air their tails reflecting the light of the sun. "God's mercy, mermaids," George leaned over and Jhaymes had to scramble to catch him from going over the side.

"Not that they would not relish the catching of you," Jhaymes leaned in a pressed a quick kiss to George's cheek. "But I like you in my arms, not theirs." Before George could reply, Hydran laughed then descended to a small pocket of land. "Thought you might be hungry now," Jhaymes said s Hydran landed instead of his wings vanishing he folded them back along his body while Jhaymes hopped down. In a fluid move he turned and placed his hands on George's waist lifting him down with ease. George looked around at the tall trees and lush grass. Multiple bunches of fragrant flowers in various shades grew in wild abundance. Underneath a shady tree was a blanket, a basket and Jhaymes took his hand. "Oh, wait a moment, well, go sit, I'll be right back." George went over to the blanket and sat down. He tugged the ribbon that Jhaymes had tied loosening his hair. He shook it the ran his hands through the mass to further fluff it.

Jhaymes walked back to Hydran and untied his basket of fruit. He then sat it in front of the large creature. "Would you like me to remain as I am, don't want your date to seem like a threesome." Jhaymes blushed but nodded all the same. He turned back to find that George had set up plates and filled the glasses with the sparkling juice. He was unsure if George would like wine or not for a day outing and had thought that the queens punch would suffice.

"This is all so nice, thank you." George said finding a bouquet with a white satin ribbon. "I can not remember the last time I got flowers." Jhaymes smiled at the words though he felt sad that George had been so neglected by his lover. George unpacked the basket setting out the fruit, vegetables, and cheese. There were also several slices of sausage. "It's all rather Grecian," George said popping a large black olive in his mouth. "Tasty," he laughed. Rhythmic splashing alerted them to the mermaids approach. "Oh...Hello," George waved to the mermaids that leaned on the edge of the island and waved back. Sending a playful splash at Hydran the mermaids giggled their jewel colored tails visible before they vanished. "I think I saw some males."

"Yes, how else would they procreate if there were only females?" Jhaymes teased he reached for a strawberry. Jhaymes held out the strawberry to George's lips. Opening his mouth George accepted the berry. He laughed licking the juice from his lips. Jhaymes smiled then licked his own lip wishing to have another taste of George. Perceiving his thoughts, George smiled.

"I love this place," George sighed laying back.

"You have only seen the very edges of this splendid place." Jhaymes said then leaned back beside him. "I look forward to showing you." George beamed a bright smile at Jhaymes. Hydran rolled his eyes then went back to his lunch.

Break

Bikky opened the curtain and looked out, Rain sat beside him looking out as well. "You know," Dee said sitting beside him. "He is an adult."

"You told him to bring him back home at a decent hour," Rain said his ire causing a gust to raise the curtains. "If he wants to get to know him he can do it..." Rain paused when he heard someone on the porch. Slyphe got up and ran to the door. It opened and Rain, Bikky, and Slyphe were there before George and Jhaymes could enter the house. "Come on in," Rain said pulling George in he frowned at Jhaymes.

"I... Rode a Pegasus, and spoke with mermaids, and... Ryo, your grandfather promised not to eat me." George laughed he then saw that Rain and Bikky were not laughing with him.

"It's after midnight," Bikky said in a tone of voice he had learned from Dee. "Rain was worried." Bikky directed the last of his comment to Jhaymes.

"I did not know I had a curfew," George said with a laugh.

"They do, you don't," Ryo assured George. "They were just a little worried about you. Now they can go to bed, we'll leave you two alone." Ryo picked Rain up and tossed him over his shoulder. Dee grabbed Bikky and nudged him upstairs. Lyo had been put to bed hours ago all the while asking where Georgie was.

"We'll just have some tea, then I will go to bed," George aimed a gentle smile at Rain and Bikky. "Good night," He said to Dee and Ryo. Jhaymes laughed nervous as they entered the kitchen. "They are sweet..." Jhaymes pressed their lips together and George sighed. Stepping back he turned and began to make the tea. Jhaymes sat at the table a wide smile on his face. His world had been turned completely on end, and he was loving every minute of it.

Powdered Sugre 33

Royalty: Part 1

Bikky stood adjusting his tie while looking into the mirror. Due to the magnitude of the evening Rain had been allowed to get dressed in Ryo and Dee's bathroom. He could not believe it. Prom night was here already. Soon, he would blink and Carol would be on her way to college. "Buck up kid," Dee said poking his head into the bathroom. "I thought you would be proud to be the only sophomore at the prom."

"I'm not the only one," Bikky said giving up on his hair, it was unruly and the tie made him feel stupid. He yanked the offending article of clothing from him and tossed it on the counter. "Rain will be there, so will Julie."

"Rain is there as entertainment, he's performing with a select few of the Royale, the rest couldn't be bothered. As far as Julie is concerned, Rain only agreed if he could bring a date. You are dating the prom queen... Surely that's..." Dee stopped when Bikky's shoulder's slumped and he sat on the toilet. "What's up? Or should I go get Ryo?"

"No.. I mean, how would you feel if Ryo were going to be going to Arcadia for an extended period of time surrounded by all kinds of royalty, that were more in league with him and...He might like them better?" Bikky asked thinking of all he had heard about college boys. He was only fifteen, what could he offer Carol that they could not triple? "Carol is gorgeous, you know that. They'll eat her alive."

"Is Carol going to some royal complex on Arcadia, or the University of California?" Dee asked with a soft laugh.

"But... Dee, I hear about it all the time, couples get split up because of college and then lose touch, they find other partners..." Bikky stopped speaking when Dee laughed.

"Bikky, think about it." Dee stood secretly pleased that he was still able to look down at his son. "Are you planning to find some other girl as soon as the car pulls off carrying Carol to her dorm?" Bikky shook his head. "She has been crazy about you since you were kids. Enjoy tonight and let her know that you love her. It is not like you will never see each other again." Bikky nodded then sighed he reached into his pocket for the gift he had for her. "And don't forger this," Dee said pressing the coronet into Bikky's hand. Bikky sighed he would have to ruin his hard won battle with his hair. The kids at his school were used to seeing the embellishments on his and Rain's head, but tonight it would not be just his school. West Lake would be attending as well.

"Better go get Rain, he'll be forever trying to get finished." Bikky joked then headed for the door. Bikky walked into Ryo and Dee's room to find Ryo on the bed going through the process of repairing a ripped hem of Rain's cream colored top. On the back was a large hawk beaded in topaz and diamonds. It had been a gift from his grandfather. He and his wife had worked for weeks on the elaborate ensemble. Bikky was surprised to see Rain sitting on a stool in the bathroom while George braided several small plaits in his hair. Instead of ribbons tied in them, they were secured with single, small black bands.

"All you need now is war paint," George laughed when Rain's eyes widened and he shook his head.

"Bikky said you are coming with the Arcadians tonight, the few who are going to sing with me." Rain said looking up at George as he pulled his coronet onto his hair then let the fluffy fall of layered locks to settle about his shoulders and lower back. He could not believe how fast his hair had returned, but he could not say he was unhappy about it.

"Yes, Jhaymes is coming by later to pick me up." George said then turned to make sure that his make up was in place.

"You're beautiful," Bikky said with a laugh. "Chris has been pouting all night cause he can't come."

"Even next year we might not be able to get him in." Rain said and looked up at Ryo who entered with his jacket. He shrugged into the large piece then held still while George lifted his hair out of the collar and arranged it. Rain headed down stairs with Bikky and George to find Carol and Julie standing in the hall. Carol's ice blue dress hugged her figure in some places and billowed out in lace and chiffon in others. Julie stood beside her in pale yellow looking for all the world like a sunflower with her rosy cheeks and long curly brown hair.

"Oh how cute!" George clapped his hands as he praised the girls. "I'm sure you are going to have a wonderful time." George encouraged when it seemed that Julie was nervous standing next to Rain.

"I can't believe I'm dating royalty," Julie whispered staring at Rain's coronet.

"You're not dating royalty," Rain said. He looked out the window as the limousine pulled up the long driveway. "You're dating me, I just happen to have a fancy piece of jewelry on my head." Ryo chuckled when George fussed with his hair fluffing the abundant curls that he had left loose they way Jhaymes liked with but a few pins to keep it off his face. "Cute," Rain nodded at him he waved to Ryo and Dee as they left for the prom.

Bikky sighed holding Carol's hands. In two days... She would be gone. Well not entirely, they did have the whole summer. But then what? Bikky leaned over impulsively pressing a kiss to Carol's cheek. "Bikky," Carol blushed her eyes going to Andy then Nestoir and back again. She had not had the courage to tell him that her pregnancy scare had been nothing more than nerves and stress brought on by her fear of leaving behind everything she had come to know and love. She had chosen a college close to home for that very same reason, yet she feared that leaving, Bikky would find a girl closer to his own age, one he could see every day. Where would that leave her? Carol fidgeted with her corsage. It would not be long now until they were put to the test of their young love. But she was determined to hold on to her man. Carol resolved and held Bikky's hand. He smiled at her and she felt as if everything would be alright.

Break

"Baby," Dee said when the door closed.

"Yes Dee," Ryo said with a smile at the feel of Dee's warm hands on his waist.

"You left Lyo with your grandparents," Dee said massaging Ryo's sides.

"Yes Dee," Ryo leaned back into Dee's arms enjoying the complete enfolding of the strong arms and firm chest that supported him.

"You went shopping with George again," Dee said remembering the posh bag that Ryo had carried in earlier after going to pick up Rain's outfit.

"Yes Dee," Ryo said the words more like a sigh. He gasped when Dee scooped him up in his arms. "Dee!" Ryo could say no more his lips captured by the Dee's.

"I can ogle you later, I want you naked," Dee said carrying him up stairs. Ryo had always been awed by Dee's strength, it was even more so now by the tampering of Angel tears in their blood. Dee kicked the door open not bothering to shut it. His eyes fell on Ryo standing and looking for all the world like some fairytale prince in need of rescuing. "Today I'll be the dragon and you can be my captive."

"I've always been your captive," Ryo said his fingers going to work on the buttons of his shirt. As the pale perfection was bared Dee's mouth lost all moisture and he worked to swallow. A nipple was viewed and he had too much saliva. Fearing to drool he licked his lips and yanked Ryo into his arms.

"Naked...Now," Ryo gasped when his shirt was ripped from him and tossed away and Dee worked frantically at his pants. Where Dee was almost harsh in his need, Ryo was docile in his gentleness pulling Dee's shirt from and letting it fall to the floor. Dee tugged the pants to Ryo's ankles and Ryo slowly lifted his legs to be free of the garment. Bringing his hands up Ryo undid the belt stroking Dee through his pants making him stand firm and ready. Dee smiled in triumph, Ryo was bare. He tried to rush him to the bed, but Ryo was taking his time peeling Dee's pants to his knees. He got on the floor and nosed the erection through the boxers, so soft and gentle. Dee leaned down lifting Ryo's face he pressed a deep kiss. And again, where he was rushed and forceful, Ryo was soft and pliant. Giving all that Dee would take and giving more. Opening his mouth he was willingly plundered. "Get up," Dee begged pulling Ryo's arms until he stood falling into another kiss.

"Slow down," Ryo said turning slowly and walking to the bed. He crawled on the bed and Dee was behind him instantly gripping his hips. Ryo gasped to feel a tongue along the crack of his bottom. "Dee," Ryo blinked his torso falling to the bed his arms no longer strong enough to support him.

"Where's the lube, I can't wait..." Dee said his hands still kneading Ryo's hips while his tongue worked. Ryo tossed the tube behind him relaxing at the feel of Dee's fingers working him open. Dee was horny, but not so much that he would hurt him. Ryo's heart overflowed with tender emotions and when Dee mounted him he gave in. Submitting with a deep groan of acceptance to the man that owned his body in so many ways.

Break

Julie entered the prom holding on to Rain's hand feeling like a bug under a viewing glass. Girls turned in their direction giving her dirty looks some even pointing and laughing. A tall girl in a designer white dress ambled over to the DJ. She fluffed her blond curls then pointed with blatant amusement at Julie. Rain grew worried as Felice walked away giggling with some of her friends. "Hi Rain," They all called at the abrupt halt to the music. Rain pulled Julie to him his eyes narrowed, the spinning of the lights making his outfit shimmer.

"Hey, hey, You, you... I don't like your girlfriend! No way, no way, I think you need a new one. Hey, hey, You, you, I could be your girlfriend..." As the song continued the entire assemblage of West Lake High school began to laugh. Julie paled tears gathering in her eyes as the song progressed the girls began to point and laugh Carol frowned then looked around, she nodded and their group was soon surrounded by the junior and senior cheerleaders and their dates effectively splitting the dance floor in half West Lake on one side and East on the other. The more the girls laughed at Julie the tighter she held on to Rain. When the song was over Rain said nothing. He walked over to the DJ and made a cutting motion with his hand. He was not supposed to perform until later with the Andy and Nestoir, but right now... he was angry.

Rain marched over to the stage he pulled Julie along with him and stood her on the stage while he adjusted the tall microphone stand his movements jerky showing his annoyance. Before Rain could start singing Andy, Nestoir, George and Jhaymes entered her tiara winking in the light. She winked at him to show her support. Rain took Julie's hand and brought it to his lips. "I'm standing on the bridge,
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening, but there's no sound"

Julie stared at Rain in awe as his magical voice washed over the entire assembly of students and hapless adult chaperones. Andy stood by with her back pressed to husband's front swaying gently. Jhaymes moved over closer to George, but did not dare put his hands on him with so many humans giving him the intolerant glare of the ignorant. He stood by his hands tingling desperate for the feel of the ever soft and fragrant George. Rain continued and Jhaymes sighed feeling the young man's vocal in his heart.

"Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?"

Julie could not believe the evil stares she received from the West Lake girls, but she was soon lost as Rain pulled her into an embrace and belted.

"It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life"

While holding Julie in his arms, Rain looked out and saw George standing close, yet seperate from Jhaymes.

"Won't you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I, I'm with you
I'm with you
(Mmm..)" Rain pressed a soft kiss to Julie's cheek and she near fainted on the stage. His hand holding hers was the touchstone to this reality.

"I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know" Rain looked out at Felice and she gasped tears crowding in her eyes seeing the pretty girl next to her pretty Rain while he sang his heart out. If she had move quicker while they were in school together that could have been her up there. Rain continued: "Cause nothing's going right and
Everythings a mess
And no one likes to be alone"

George sighed moving back further near enough to Jhaymes to smell his particular spicy scent. He had asked for the name of the cologne and was shocked to learn that Jhaymes wore none.

"Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home? Rain held the note to startling perfection and Andy beamed with pride where she stood with Nestoir.

"It's a damn cold night" As Rain sang still holding Julie and watching George's reaction to his lyrics his heart beating a static confused rythym wondered how much Ryo would fight the words of this song coming out of his fifteen year old mouth. "Trying to figure out this life
Won't you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I, I'm with you
I'm with you
Yeah, yeah"

Julie's sighe was audible through the microphone in Rain's hand and his eyes left the audience to focus on her. He looked from to the audience to Bikky who held Carol and finally his eyes fell to George accepting a cup of lemonade from Jhaymes.

"Oh!
Why is everything so confusing?
Maybe I'm just out of my mind," Bikky grew worried watching Rain as he sang holding Julie as a lifeline, something in his dragon sage was tingling but Rain continued singing and he became as lost as the rest of the audience.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah! "

Felice stared up in wonder her friends all crowded around her watching as Rain worked his magic.

"It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life" Again he turned to the audience and Julie sighed she moved in close wrapping her arms around Rain.
"Won't you, take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I, I'm with you
I'm with you"

Bikky slide free of Carol's hold and walked over to the DJ stand his eyes glaring murder at the spiteful prank. The DJ moved from foot to foot and shook his head as Bikky came nearer bolting before Bikky could get within three feet of him. Bikky gasped then looked at the stage to see Rain really going through the song, but something about the performance seemed off. His voice was great as usual and Bikky could not fathom why it felt odd, it just did.

"Take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I, I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand, take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I, I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you" Rain finished his song

Felice stared up on stage her mouth hanging open in awe. That was a new song, not even on the latest Cd, and yet here he was singing it to that girl! Felice stomped over to the stage looking up at Rain and Julie. He said nothing to her, taking Julie's hand he left the stage and signaled the DJ to start up again but found that he had left. Bikky stood by shrugging his shoulders in innocence though he had frightened the young man for going along with Felice's plan.

Carol gasped looking around at the students that stood around in the quiet. "There is no DJ." Carol heaved feeling tears threaten. "This is my senior prom and there is no DJ. I'm the queen and there is no DJ." Carol said close to sobbing. "I can't belive there is no DJ!"

"Sorry," Bikky said feeling like an idiot Desperate to anything to avoid Carol's tears. "He messed with little Julie, and upset Rain all for some jealous harlots fun and games, he was a loser."

"You should have punched him after he was done DJ-ing the prom,"Carol admonished looking around at the equipment that was a puzzle to her. "There is no DJ!"

"Don't worry," George walked over he pulled a ribbon from his pocket and secured his hair. "I've got it," George said heading to the turntables.

"You can DJ?" Carol said and stared at George as he turned on the machine and restarted the vinyl spinning. "You can DJ!" She clapped her hands in awe. "You're amazing! is there anything you can't do?" She gushed offering a triumphant smile at the West Lake students Carol took Bikky's hand and pulled him to the dance floor. Rain winked at Julie and tugged her along as well. "You're going to have to stand up for your man," Carol told Julie as they all danced together in a group tightly insulated from the other school by the entire squad. Rain blushed swinging his hair to hide his face. "Let another try it..." Carol said holding on to Bikky.

"He really is amazing," Jhaymes said staring at George.

"Oh, he DJ'd before he even started the group." Andy said grooving. She bounced beside her husband her dress shifting in the lights. "Come on Nestoir," Andy pulled her husband to the floor. Jhaymes shrugged and walked over to the turntables and simply stood by with his arms folded unconsciously resembling a guard. George moved with the beat and Jhaymes could not help but to stare at him.

Break

Bikky sat back in the car his head leaning on Carol's shoulder. George leaned over on Jhaymes the phoenix patted his hair. "That was awesome," Bikky muttered then kicked his shoes off. "I can't remember the last time I danced so much."

"Homecoming," Rain said then he sighed. "Your birthday, my birthday, Ryo and Dee's wedding... I could go on."

"Please don't,"Nestoir laughed holding his sleeping wife. "We're going to take you boys home. Then get home ourselves." They pulled up to Julie's house and Rain got out to walk her to her door. Julie took his jacket off and gave it back.

"I had fun tonight, especially when you sang to me." Julie looked up at Rain. He was not nervous, Rain decided and wiped his palms on the sides of his jacket. He knew what to do, He had seen Bikky and Dee countless times do it to Carol and Ryo. Julie reached to hug Rain and gasped when he leaned in to kiss her. Pressing their lips together he mimicked everything he had seen Dee do to Ryo. He tightened his arms and opened his mouth. Using his tongue he parted her lips and searched inside tasting her. Julie melted against him her insides on fire at his very first attempt at kissing her. She had waited, it seemed, forever for him to make this move now he had and she feared she would faint from the over abundance of sensation. Rain smiled and stepped back he looked at Julie and saw that her eyes were unfocused. She blinked several times amazed that his tongue had traveled into her mouth."Wow... Rain," his name came out as a sigh. She would have said more but the porch light blinked several times and she knew her parents were waiting for her. With a final peck to his cheek Julie went inside.

"Shut up Bikky," Rain said upon returning to the car.

"I didn't say anything," Bikky laughed. "Thinking very loudly, but I didn't say anything."

"Were you thinking something along the lines of 'whoo hoo Rain'?" George asked with a grin. "'Cause I think I heard you."

"I was in fact," Bikky said with an elaborate nod.

"I heard it too," Carol said with a smirk. Rain's caramel colored cheeks seemed to be tinted with maroon and he looked out of the window silent until they reached Carol's home. Bikky winked at him then hopped out after Carol. No one was surprised at the good night kiss but when he came back to the car he stuck his tongue out at Rain.

"Shut up Bikky," Rain said with a blush.

"I didn't say anything," Bikky laughed leaning back in his seat.

"You don't have to wait for me," Jhaymes said when they got out of the car. "I was hoping for a cup of tea. I mean, not to spend the night." Jhaymes turned red looking at George he shook his head. "I would never assume... I mean not never... damn I was never this bumbling." He admitted to which George laughed outright.

"I think I can arrange some tea, although not as handedly as Ryo," George said. "You know, he can just put water and tea in a cup then boil it in his hand?"

"I have seen him do it, it must have killed him, when you first got here, to do it normally." Andy giggled then leaned over to kiss his cheek while the boys got out.

They waved cheerily then headed inside finding Dee sitting in the living room with his laptop. "Hey guys, Jhaymes, George, good fun tonight?" Dee said his freshly showered hair hanging damp to his shoulders.

"Yeah," Bikky said sitting beside him. "You would have been proud of Rain, he finally laid one on Julie."

"Awesome," Dee grinned with a thumbs up to a red faced Rain. "George, how was the dance?"

"It was long, but I enjoyed DJ-ing again," George answered. "After Bikky terrorized the poor sap that was there, not that he was doing such a bang up job of it anyway, but..."

"You saved the prom, admit it." Jhaymes said giving George a tender look.

"Well, maybe I did," George got to his feet. "About that tea," And hurried off to the kitchen he paused and looked back at Dee. "Where's Ryo?"

"My guess," Bikky said stretching out on the couch after tossing his jacket on the arm. "Is that he is upstairs passed out still naked and we can only hope he'll be up in time to cook breakfast. Don't worry, if he isn't able, I can make French toast."

"He's fine, all wiped down and everything," Dee said with a grin as he remembered the fun they had had in the shower. But Ryo had indeed fallen asleep on the bed nude and he did not want to disturb him with the effort of putting his pajamas on. Not to mention he preferred holding Ryo in his arms as he slept feeling his warm skin against him. "I just got an email from Daphnus, seems that there is more Royalty in town, some Princess Calliope," Dee said and George gasped. "Says, she once called you a painted up tart."

"I think she was looking into a mirror at the time." George frowned remembering the princess had made the rude comment sure that everyone, including George and his band, could hear her.

"Anyway, there is a ball in her honor in a few days, and we are all invited, well it says this household is, you know the prince and his consort," Dee groused. "As well as our children. We will not ask you to go, but you are welcome. I think Andy would be upset if you didn't." George nodded and decided to go if only to play with Andy. He had not been able to dance with Jhaymes at the high school function, but Andy had made the event fun with childish antics on and off stage during their performances. He could not understand how she was the mother of two children. "Well, we're off to bed, George, Jhaymes, enjoy your evening." Dee winked and Jhaymes shut his mouth before he became a babbling idiot again professing that all he wanted was tea.

Jhaymes was smiling when he entered the kitchen to find George at the stove with a teapot in hand. He walked over and placed his hands on George's waist turning him around. "I haven't kissed you tonight."

"Haven't you?" George said softly looking up at Jhaymes. He laughed when Jhaymes shook his head and opened his mouth for the plundering. Jhaymes gasped after a few moments backing away embarrassed by his body's obvious response to George. He backed away and turned around before George could notice unaware that he already had. Jhaymes walked over to the table and sat down breathing heavily trying to control his physical human form. George smiled going back to his tea making.

"A ball huh?" Jhaymes said he smiled his thanks to George for the fragrant tea allowing his fingers to touch the back of George's hand. "Want to be my date?" Jhaymes asked.

"Seeing as how I am one with the invitation I should be asking you," George said with a grin. "But I would love it if you would accompany me." Jhaymes looked over at George, his smile bright enough to light up the dim kitchen. When George went to bed that night, he too was smiling.

Break

Rain walked into the kitchen to find George at the stove. "I could not bring myself to disturb Ryo," George said and flipped the pancakes. "You don't mind flapjacks do you? Or were you looking forward to Bikky's French toast?"

"Nah, tired of his failsafe when Ryo's out of it."

"I'm not out of it," Rain gasped when Ryo walked in behind him. "I was in the shower." He said drying his hair. "Wow, thanks George." Ryo said when George handed him a plate. "My grandparents are coming by to drop off Lyo, the graduation is today."

"I know," George said humming his long white top billowing as he danced around to the beat of his own making. "I am just glad that the party to welcome her is not on the fourteenth."

"Oh?" Ryo said bringing his cup of tea to his mouth and looking at George. He did not have to ask what party, Dee had filled him in this morning.

"My birthday," George announced finishing the last plate he sat at the table.

Dee dashed down the stairs at the sound of the doorbell. He grinned to see Laton and Torcha on the porch holding on to Lyo. "Hey little man."

"No Da-Dee," Lyo shook his hand ash blond hair flying. "Big man," he poked his chest out in the same way he had seen Bikky do many times. "I learn to fight like Jhaymes, then I will protect Georgie," Lyo announced marching into the kitchen.

"Well then I will be very well looked after." George laughed from his seat at the table. "Are you hungry?"

"Nope, Gi-Chan's fed me already, we had big eggs and sausage." Lyo said skipping out of the kitchen. "Gonna draw a picture for Count D. They go home soon."

"Do we want to know what you fed him?" Dee asked Laton with a grimace.

"Nothing the little dragonling can not handle," Laton said with a great smile.

"You do remember that he is human right?" Dee said looking after his son. "He can digest whatever it is right?"

"Sure," Torcha said when her husband glowered at Dee. "Come now," She patted her husband's arm. "Let us go visit our snap dragon for a bit." Dee frowned after the ancient beasts as they entered the kitchen and attempted to sneak up on Ryo. Just as he caught his grandfathers arm, Torcha's tail snaked out and lifted his chair.

"Wow," George stared at the serpentine appendage. She sat the chair down laughing her tail vanished as if it never was and Ryo narrowed his eyes. "So uh... Normal occurrence?" George leaned over and asked Bikky who shrugged.

"What the hell's normal?" Bikky grumbled finishing off his milk he looked at Ryo and sighed then popped himself in the mouth. "I know Ryo, mouth."

Break

NOT GOING INTO DETAIL ABOUT GRADUATION... IT WAS A STANDARD CEREMONY

It was better than ever were Leon's thoughts as he and his family went into the newly rebuilt and refurbished pet shop. "Father made this garden, see it feels so gentle in here." Count D said with awe looking at the flowers that blew in the breeze softly bowing to the Kami in their presence. Lord D entered the garden and turned a pleasant shade of pink. "ChiChiUe it is marvelous." Count D paused then walked over to George. "Do you like our home?"

"Are we seriously underground?" George asked looking up at the brilliant blue sky with a smattering of clouds that moved with the breeze in the garden. He had entered expecting to find animal cages in a dark little basement shop but was amazed that there were very few cages and the smell of animals was nonexistent. "In a pet shop?" George watched as several young ladies with long tails and cat ears strolled by as if bored while surveying their new home.

"Remember your visit to Arcadia?" Jhaymes said patting his hand. "Same concept really, stay away from things that might eat you."

"Eat me," George gasped moving closer to Jhaymes who wrapped his arms around George.

"Our friends are very well behaved," Count D informed George with a chiding glance at Jhaymes. "If you want to put your hands on him do not use them as your excuse." George's eyes widened and looked up at Jhaymes who had the red cheeks of the guilty. George sighed, but did not move away. Rain frowned over at them then went off with Christopher and Bikky. "Tell Philippe I will be there later to visit with him." Rain sent a last look at George reclining against Jhaymes broad form then he dashed off down the long hall.

Break

Sat June 14

"You have got to be kidding me," Dee stared in horror at the bear that stood on their porch. Andy had assured him that, like they did for Rain, all cards and presents were forwarded to the fan office at the consulate and later the toys were distributed to the less fortunate children of the safe houses. This creature was stuffed and about as tall as he was. "Ryo!" Dee called then gasped bringing his fist up as the creature moved. "It's alive," He said pointing when Ryo came up beside him.

"Morning Jhaymes, George is in the back yard," Ryo said and Dee frowned at Jhaymes who poked his head from the other side of the bear. "I was just about to bring out the breakfast. Seems that George wants to eat outside. He loves it out there, I think it is Rain's flowers." Ryo noted that Rain seemed to glow with pleasure at the words. He picked up the orange juice and milk and headed outside while Bikky trooped by with Rain's tea.

"He always forgets this," Bikky sighed. "Or maybe, he focuses so much on what others might want, he does not think of what he needs." Ryo looked at Bikky this time, not at all shocked at his son's level of insight. Laton had referred to Bikky's ability, first demonstrated with the ghoul widow in the woods, as dragon-sage. A keen wisdom that dragons were known for. He himself had it, but in one so young as Bikky, it was most striking. Ryo shook his head to clear it of the thoughts and went back to dishing up breakfast in to serving dishes. Jhaymes looked into the backyard to see George at a white gilt table with silver chairs. Lyo sat beside him not needing a booster seat any more. Jhaymes paused in the act of leaving the bear on a stool to see Rain fawning over George offering him the first cup of juice after Lyo.

"No eggs for me," Jhaymes grimaced announcing his presence with a grin.

"Too much like eating your family,"Dee grumbled following Jhaymes outside for the first time noticing the huge bouquet of flowers that Jhaymes carried. "Feather head," He muttered one of Laton's favored insults to the Phoenix to which Jhaymes ignored. His eyes traveled up the shocking white and bright yellow that George wore in large folds of crisp linen.
Just as Jhaymes was presenting his bouquet with a flourish the back gate creaked open. "George," George gasped turning around to see Jon standing there with a bouquet of spring flowers that paled in comparison to the exotic mixture full of Arcadian blooms that Jhaymes had brought. "I know that if I had come around the front of the house, I never would have made it in, and if I sent it... He," Jon leveled a dark glower at Ryo. "Would not have given my gift to you."

"Oh," George got to his feet and backed away from Jon in a move that Bikky thought was reminiscent of Lord D avoiding Hamanosuke. "Um, hello Jon, it is unwise of you to continue to come here uninvited. The detectives can press charges against you."

"You can't have visitors?" Jon groused frowning at Dee and Ryo daring them to challenge his words.

"I can," George smiled for the fist time since seeing Jon his eyes went to Jhaymes and he sighed looking at the wild Asian orchids, snap dragons, daisies, lilies and roses all surrounding various forms of Gardenia that he had never seen before. "Oh those are magnificent..." He gasped before he could halt the words. He took another step back from Jon.

"You are not going to ruin his birthday breakfast," Rain stood in front of George slighter in frame but just as tall. "We're all martial arts experts."

"Bikky, Rain, it's alright," George looked at the shocked expression on Jon's face and felt a moment of regret. His heart ached but he refused to go back to the way it was before. Jon got to his knees in front of George melting at the beauty before him. He stumbled through an apology giving reasons, excuses and pleas for forgiveness. "Jon..." George said his pale cheeks red with a tinge of anger. "How's your wife?"

"George..." Jon looked up swallowing a heavy lump in his throat.

"Get off your knees, don't apologize, cause I ain't got time for no more lies. You know the answer, I gave it to you," George sighed and sat down in his vacated chair just as Jon got to his feet. He was unafraid of Jon as he towered over him. "But you carry on with the things that you do."

"George," Jon said again but halted looking over that face that was a vision without the bruises that were often hidden behind a mask of foundation and blush. Jon sighed and sat a box on the table his hands trembling at the ready poses of Bikky, Rain, Jhaymes, Ryo and Dee. "Happy Birthday." He said and turned around. Trudging from the yard he half expected George to call his name, to call him back. He shook his head then paused to see a glimmer of soft white satin. Heaven made no attempt to hide her smirk.

"Pretty does not want you, not anymore." Heaven's words were spoken carefully so that the wind would not carry her presence to the occupants of the yard. She gasped as the wind seemed to freshen and she knew her attempts to be futile, for Rain was wind in a sense. Sending a greeting to Rain, Heaven watched Jon enter his car and leave. "But you won't give up will you?" She said as he drove away. With a shake of her tawny head she vanished. "I'm hungry."

Rain looked away from the gate and dropped into his seat. "He's gone," he announced keeping Heaven's presence a secret. "The wind is calm." Rain looked down at his empty plate clouds of his layered hair falling about him hiding the confusion in his bright green eyes. Why? Over and over again he asked himself. Why did he try so hard to protect George?

"Thank you Rain," George said smiling brightly at the young boy at his side. In that smile Rain forgot his questions and smiled in return. Jhaymes sat on the other side of George and handed him the box that Jon had left on the table. George looked at the careful wrapping in gold foil with silver ribbons. Pulling the ribbon he opened the box and found a harmonica made of sterling silver and edged in gold with a scrolled inscription. "Push aside those that whisper never..." George read the lyrics he had penned and felt a tear that he forced away and presented them with a bright smile.

"George?" Jhaymes stared in horror at the painfully too bright eyes.

"Presents!" George clapped his hands. "But first, we must devour this meal, Ryo has been up for hours preparing a good old fashioned English breakfast complete with blueberry scones."

"I wouldn't say hours," Ryo said taking his seat. He would allow George to dodge the worried questions, and he could only hope that Jhaymes would do the same. With a sigh Jhaymes looked inside where he had left the bear. How far away from Jon did George have to step before he was ready to step in Jhaymes direction? Jhaymes wished he knew the answer, for he feared it was already too late for him.

Lyo stood up on his chair and Ryo was quick to steady the boy by putting his hands on his waist. "Happy Birthday to you," He sang at the top of his lungs. "Happy Birthday to you," He continued loud and clear causing Slyphe, sitting at Rain's feet as well as Cujo behind Bikky's chair. to bring their paws up over their ears. "Come on everybody!" He urged waving his little arms. He clapped delighted when his family joined in causing George to laugh. He nodded his head in time to the beat, his hair waving around him. "Kisses!" Lyo announced leaping from the chair and they all had a moment to laugh at watching Ryo and Dee scramble to catch the little tyke as he landed in George's lap and slopped kisses on both cheeks. "Yay... Every body kissie Georgie."

"Wait... Ahhh!" George playfully dodged the attempts of the family that successfully landed kisses on his cheeks. Jhaymes captured his face and landed a long one on his lips. "Umm," He said then gazed at the food longing to eat if only to distract from the pleasant sensations that tumbled around in his stomach.

"You look hungry," Dee joked offering him the food with a knowing grin. George winked then began to help Ryo dish up. This was one birthday he was not soon to forget. After becoming unbearably stuffed George went inside carrying his flowers and harmonica. Rain took both sets of blooms promising to preserve them while George sat on the couch. Lyo sat near him while Jhaymes carried in the humongous stuffed creature. By the time they were done, George was equipped with many bears, hair ribbons, make up, and diamond earrings from Ryo and Dee. Bikky had laughed admitting that the full bag of make-up had been picked out by Carol, as he had no clue what to get. Rain had given him a hand made, personalized leather journal stating that the other one was nearly full.

"It is all so wonderful," George exclaimed his thanks while holding the smaller bear that Rain had given him, the giant one behind him on the couch as if it were holding him.

"I'm glad you like it," Jhaymes said then took George's hand. "Will you have dinner with me tonight?" George nodded a smile on his face. Jhaymes breathed a sigh of relief glad to see George relaxed after Jon's disturbance. He was sure that he would have to deal with him. But how could he accomplish that without upsetting, or even hurting George in some way? Forcing his mind clear of the disturbing thoughts Jhaymes vowed to enjoy his day and this time with George.

Break

The massive door opened easily with the faint effort of Count D's slim hand. He found the Honlon as he had anticipated sitting on the cushion in the grand room. He walked over his feet making no sound on the marble floor. "Shuko, Junrei, Kanan," Count D greeted all three heads that lifted at his entrance turning in his direction.

"Hello,"

"Hi,"

"Hey," They all spoke at once, their voices ringing around the room.

"Count," Shuko said her large eyes focusing on D. "You are here early. It is pleasant, but we do wonder at the occurrence.

"Oh shush up Shuko," Kanan frowned at her sister. "You always try to act better than the both of us, but in truth we are the same age."

"I never said I was better, but I was in the egg for over sixty years before you two got there, sadly, Junrei is older than you are," Shuko said with a sniff. Count D gently cleared his throat to gain their attention.

"As you know, the shop is going to be open for business soon," Count D said then moved to a cushion and sat down near the dragon's feet and craning his neck to look up. "I have been asking every one here if they would wish to be considered for a home."

"You mean leave?" Junrei asked tears brimming in her large eyes.

"Stop bawling," Kanan grouched. "He is asking what we want," Kanan lowered her head until she was eye level with Count D. "We're fine."

"You should not answer for all of us without giving a proper reason." Shuko sniffed tossing her head in the same way that Count D often did when annoyed. "Count," Shuko said smiling as Count D brought his hands up to stroke Junrei's muzzle soothing the upset head. "You are our father and Leon is our mother. There is no way that we could ever leave you. Did you ask T-Chan if he wanted to leave?"

"I did," Count D answered and summoned a cup of tea. Shuko said nothing more but she gazed at Count D with a calm level of patience. "He refused, instead entering into a contractual agreement with me to always look after Christopher. Pon-Chan is staying as well while Norma has elected to leave. She can not reconcile herself to the part she played in the fall of the previous shop." Count D said giving the three headed beast a sad smile. "She refuses to listen to reason that says that it was not her fault, any of it." Count D sipped again then checked his internal clock. Feeling that Kurayami would sleep for some time more he settled among the dragons for his afternoon tea.

"There is a ball tomorrow," Kanan said her teeth shining as she grinned. "Are you looking forward to the pathetic human posturing of wealth and prestige all for the sake of a princess who does not even recognize that your heritage is centuries more elegant than her own?"

"Well, her elegance is not an issue, I merely inherited the title of Count from my grandfather, she is a princess." Count D said pulling a cookie from his pocket in a way that would have made Andromache proud.

"Tsk," Kanan snorted and Count D smiled to be offered a glimpse of Leon while his dutiful spouse was at work. "Like that one says," Kanan mentioned George who had visited earlier that week with Ryo and Dee and their family. "She's only a member of the royal family, there is no cause to be rude. I think, she's got a lot to learn about grace and our princess is the one to teach her."

"Then," Count D said with a smirk typical of everyone in his family. "I am indeed looking forward to the ball, if only to enjoy the spectacle. My guess is that they are going to use pomp and ceremony to try to contain Andy..." Count D offered a chuckle. "But she is akin to a brisk wind through a mountain pass. Beautiful, wild and free. I see much of her in George, and vice versa. It is why she likes him so much. Yes," Count D said again finishing his tea then getting to his feet. "I look forward to this ball."

To Be Continued.

Author's notes: Whoa, did not mean for this to be so long and a two parter at that. The story seems to have taken on a life of its own and I am as much a spectator as the rest of you. I hope that it is still amusing some of you and I am grateful for your comments.

Song Credits: For the past few chapters I have forgotten to do this... Due to my hectic lifestyle, I sometimes forget to eat, but I am getting better.

Take A Bow- Rihanna

Karma Chameleon

Church of the Poison Mind

Come Clean

To Be Reborn (Spoken this chapter)- All by Boy George with some help... Okay, Culture Club was there. Except To Be Reborn, it is found on Boy George's solo album SOLD. I am not feeling charitable towards them 'Culture Club' since they call themselves hiring a new lead singer. But Culture Club without Boy George is like a Reeses Cup without the peanut butter. I mean sure, its chocolate, but without the peanut butter its just not the same. They may as well change their name, without the Boy, I refuse to acknowledge them as Culture Club. And the new guy looks like such a pouf. (not in a good way either, no self respecting Bishounen would ever try to replace the phenomenal Boy George.) Enough of my rant, back to work... Coincidentally Boy George is on tour, he will be in my area this August right around the time of my Birthday. I am going to try to save up some money to attend the concert. (HELP ME OUT, BUY A COPY OF THE WHITE LION SO I CAN USE THE ROYALTIES)

back to song credits.

Girlfriend

I'm With You- Avril Lavigne

Powdered Sugre 34

Royalty: Part 2

Laton mosied into the kitchen and stood watching as Ryo cleaned up the dishes from the birthday breakfast. Ushering Dee and the boys downstairs so that George could be left alone with Jhaymes in the back yard he was not surprised when his grandfather walked into the house without bothering to ring the bell. He had known the dragon was near when he had stepped on the porch. "You did not break my door getting in did you?" Ryo said without turning around.

"Iie," Laton sat at the table he accepted the glass of lemonade with a smile glad that Ryo remembered that it was his favorite. "I stopped by to ask a favor of you."

"You want to ask me for favor, does it involve skinning your dinner? If so the answer is no." Ryo said with a grin over his shoulder. He turned on the dishwasher.

"I cook my dinner with the skin on thank you, really seals in the flavor." Laton said and Ryo turned to look at him then shuddered imagining his grandfather's true form. "Torcha and I received an invitation to that ball tomorrow night and Andy said that you and your older boys planned to attend." Ryo nodded sitting down with his own glass of lemonade. "Well we have no desire to socialize with that particular group of human twaddle so would you mind representing the Obsidian Palace?"

"Since I will be there already, sure, I'll just don the crown." Ryo said easily he looked out into the backyard to see George laughing with Jhaymes.

"Not as simple as that," Laton said bracing himself for the explosion. "Because it involves royalty from another kingdom we need you to be in dress."

"Dress?" Ryo said getting to his feet he pulled out four more glasses and filled them with ice and lemonade.

"Come to the consulate tomorrow to be appropriately dressed in time for the ball." Laton said he got to his feet just as Dee and the boys came upstairs laughing. "See you guys tomorrow, thanks Ryo, Bikky, hows this?" Laton blew a large flame of breath at the boy who caught, held and then sent it back to Laton with a grin. "That's my boy." Laton laughed then left the house in the same way he had arrived, silent and unannounced.

"I'm not going to like what he had to say to you am I?" Dee asked his hand on Ryo's hip as he whispered the words in Ryo's ear. George and Jhaymes entered the house and George smiled at Ryo. "George, I might need to borrow one of your stuffed bears."

"Oh?" George said looking at Ryo then Dee.

"Yeah, I am going to stuff it up a dragon's behind," Dee said tickling Ryo who laughed.

"You can have it," George said with a laugh. "I am sure I do not want it back after you place it up there."

"You are not shoving anything up my grandfather's behind, aren't you satisfied with..." Ryo said no more but he deliberately moved his bottom against Dee and wandered off. "He just wants me in Royal Dragon dress for the ball and for you to act as my consort."

"But I am your consort," Dee said his brain working hard to continue functioning after that tantalizing feel of Ryo pressing against him. "That is a powerful weapon to use against me, do it again." Dee said his eyes traveling down Ryo's slim back to the perfect roundness in his pants. Jhaymes kept his thoughts to himself as he looked at Ryo's bottom, but he had slid his hands down George the last time he had kissed him and found his to be much more... More than Ryo. Thinking of George's bottom Jhaymes face turned red.

George caught Jhaymes ogling him and sauntered to the stairs with a haughty look over his shoulder he paused and turned to Ryo. "Would it be possible for us to go to the mall?" I want to pick up a few things."

"Fine," Ryo agreed. "For the birthday boy... Sure." George clapped his hands and skipped upstairs.

"I need to finish a few things as well." Jhaymes said he looked upstairs seeing that George was out of sight he sighed. "I do not get it." He complained. "I am self assured, and strong, smart and charming, but whenever I come near him I turn into a babbling idiot."

"Love makes you do the crazy," Bikky laughed and wondered at Rain's frown before he went upstairs to change for a trip to the mall.

"But... Three weeks," Jhaymes said terrified of the notion. "How can I feel this way after only three weeks?"

"I was in love with Ryo the moment I looked into his eyes." Dee said with a laugh. "I just did not know it yet. Acknowledge it now and you are ahead of the game." Dee said shutting the door after Jhaymes had left. "Babe, we need new family photos, the last ones are missing Rain."

"Yep," Ryo agreed calling Count D. D agreed to bring his family to meet them for a day out. Count D even confessed to having a present for George.

Break

Christopher stared at the line of people in awe. Ever since they had arrived at the mall the toy store had been flooded with patrons. He had wanted to get a gift for Jewel, but there seemed to be no end to the people, young and old, male and female all holding some form of doll or bear. Count D grasped Aoi's hand keeping the little girl near him as the crowd walked by closer on each turn one being so bold as to drop a bear at George's feet. "I won't touch I swear," The young woman said bowing before Ryo and Dee. "I won't, just please accept this, you have been a major part of my life. I love your music, I love you. I sobbed for weeks when the Culture Club broke up and when you were ill..." She said not meeting his gaze her own overflowed as the entire group surrounded her.

"Its alright," George smiled then helped her to stand.

"Oh, wow... Happy Birthday," She babbled over and over again.

"I don't think today is a good day to try to get portraits taken," Rain said when another person thought to approach but was warned away by the ever present Salamander Guards. "We should not have tried this on his birthday."

"Sorry," George said looking for and finding the music supply store. "I thought that with the rules set in place, we would not be bothered."

"You do know that the word fan is a derivative of fanatic right?" Count D asked moving himself and Kurayami closer to Leon while Aoi rode the tall blond's shoulder. George looked over at Count D then sighed, the oddly beautiful Chinese man gave him a long look. "It is there that you will find what you seek." Count D pointed with a dangerous sharp deep blue painted nail that matched his navy and white cheongsam.

"How do you..." George began but paused at the knowing smirk. It was irritating and he moved off before he could allow it to move his opinion of the smaller man, no, male George corrected. He nodded and headed off hearing the clicking of multiple cameras as well as observing several people pointing their cellular phones with video and camera options.

"Stupid," Bikky spat the words folding his arms over his maturing chest he stomped into one of the high end jewelry stores. "Its all so stupid. What's so fascinating about watching a person shop?" Bikky looked into the cases and found what he was looking for. "How would you like it if someone stared and took pictures of you while you were out living your life?" The salesperson gasped at the odd question and Bikky left the store after making his purchase. He bumped into someone and muttered an apology that turned into an oath.

Don Magely looked at Bikky a smirk curving his lips up making him look like a human snake venom issuing forth from every pore of his being. "Hello young MaClean," Don said he too taking pictures of the family as they strolled around the shops purchasing all the while sticking together and near to the music supply store. "What are your thoughts of the behavior being displayed today?"

"Why does it matter to you?" Bikky grumbled tucking the small box into a pocket. Giving Don a disgusted look Bikky stalked off into the music supply store just as George was coming out with a small bag.

"He always forgets the case," George said of the small bag he carried.

"Well sue me," Bikky gasped turning around with his fists up to see Jon smiling at George. "I never expected you to come out today."

"Yeah, well, sterling silver has a tendency to scratch, so it needs a case." George said politely. "I never said thank you."

"No, you didn't," Jon said glad to be speaking civilly with George. "Have some ice cream with me." George nodded then shook his head as Rain came dashing up beside Bikky.

"We'll be over there," Rain told George giving Jon a glower. Jon headed to the food court his hand hovering over George's back, but not connecting. Jon lead him to a table then sat him down running off to get them bowls of Ice cream. George sat and straitened his hair making sure it laid over his shoulders correctly. George looked over to see Bikky and Rain lounging around the stores on the fringe of the food court keeping their eyes on him. He gave them a small wave his white gloves bright in the light of the mall.

Jon came back and George accepted the bowl of ice cream as he sat down across from him. "This is nice, thank you," George said smiling softly at Jon. "For the ice cream, and the flowers and harmonica this morning."

"My flowers were nothing compared to the other bouquet you got," Jon said a small frown on his face.

"Oh... Jhaymes," George smiled his cheeks tinting. "He's very sweet."

"He fancies you," Jon said watching George lick his spoon. "Do you fancy him?"

"That's not your never mind," George said with a smile relaxed as Jon showed no aggression towards him. "What are you doing in town?"

"I am here auditioning lead singers," Jon said. "I have a few things working now, different groups you know. You're joining X-Ta-C I hear."

"Not permanently," George said dipping his spoon again.

"Oh... you've got..." Jon said reaching over and dragging his finger in the left over ice cream on George's face. Jon licked his finger clean with a smile. "Remember the first time we tried whipped cream?"

"What's this about Jon?" George said looking away and wiping his face, he caught the sight of Rain looking fit to kill Jon.

"I miss you," Jon said and George looked away. "Come on, I know you miss me too."

"What was there to miss? Getting broken bottles in my face and death threats, or fat lips and black eyes? Oh wait, maybe I missed wondering which tarts bed you would be crawling out of."

"It wasn't always like that, we had great times too," Jon nodded his eyes soft as he looked at George.

"Great sex does not a relationship make," George said sitting his spoon down.

"Are you in a relationship now?" Jon asked.

"Aren't you? Last I heard marriage was a life long relationship." George looked away from Jon focusing on his hands. He could not figure out this strange drive Jon displayed to harass him.

"I'm worried about you," Jon said reaching and turning George to face him. "I have been doing some research about those Arcadians, no one really knows anything about them." George smiled understanding the need for their secrecy better than Jon could ever know. "And you know, that Heaven chick, she left my room without opening the door. She just vanished."

"Did she bite you?" George asked finally looking at Jon who shook his head. "Well then, she's not cheating on me. More than I could have ever said about you." George joked with a laugh that was mostly serious.

"I am trying to warn you, but you sit there like some kid with a big secret," Jon said smacking his hand on the table. "Fine then, if you want to throw your lot in with a bunch of freaks and faggots that's your business." Jon folded his arms all pretense of worry gone as he glared at George.

"Well I spent plenty of time with a lying dwarf faggot, so this is an upgrade, they are least human sized..." George got to his feet knocking the chair aside. Jon got to his feet in a rage at being called one of the worst insults George used to call them during their fighting outbursts. He despised George's taunts to his height. He reached for George and got the bowl of ice cream thrown in his face. Jon lunged taking George to the floor his hand raised George kicked out at him and tables began to roll. Jon grabbed a fistful of George's hair just as a gust of wind knocked him back and he slammed against one of the overturned tables. George felt hands on him helping him to his feet.

"Good job fighting back," Bikky commended him and George looked at Jon shaking his head.

"Are these the good times you want?" George asked wiping blood from his lip with a handkerchief that Ryo handed him.

"That wasn't supposed to happen," Jon stood up. "You..." Jon pointed an accusing finger at George. "You just..."

"It's never supposed to happen," Bikky shoved Jon back. "Blame your temper, your upbringing, your damn confusion about humping another man, but don't you dare blame him."

"Look kid he's got a mouth on him that would try a saint." Jon said shoving Bikky back. Before he had realized he moved Bikky shoved his fist in Jon's mouth. Jon went down with a sickening thud amazed to be still conscious as Bikky prepared another strike, but a small Chinese man blocked his path and shook his head. Bikky looked down at Count D then folded his arms.

"Eat shit, you were never a saint." Bikky said slipping back into his New York street punk persona that Ryo was never fully able to get out of him.

"You never have to worry about hearing his mouth again," Rain said for Ryo had turned George into his arms and held him as he wept. "Stay away from now on and I won't do my best to introduce your ribs to your spine."

"Keep out of this boy." Jon said. "This is between adults," Jon took a step forward and a hand shoved him back, he looked up, way up, at Dee. "You just watch," Jon said to George. "These freaks will have you licking their royal boots, and don't you dare come crawling back." Jon reached into a pocket and showed him and invitation to princess Calliope's ball. "See you tomorrow." Jon stalked off and Leon righted a chair so that George could sit down. Count D got down in front of him and pulled his face in. George gasped as Count D kissed him full on the mouth. Jon turned back to see Count D kissing George and frowned. George sighed as the pain left his lips. Count D backed away and he licked his lips. Jon shook his head then stomped out of the mall.

"I'll have to tell my father that I used the Chi-Gong healing on my own without his aid. He'll be proud," Count D got to his feet and wiped his mouth. He smirked then laughed. "I can see why Jhaymes likes it so much," Count D said looking at George's lips. George blushed and saw that his hands was shaking. He pulled out his cell and called Arcadia.

"Hey, George," Jhaymes came on the line and George sighed as several camera's that had been snapping ever since he had sat down with Jon. "I have reservations at a nice place. You'll like it."

"I'm afraid I will not be able to go," George said softly. "There was an incident and the media is going to be all over no matter where we go." George explained, "No birthday dinner for me. I am sure that is what he wanted."

"Who?" Jhaymes asked holding the phone lightly for fear he would set it on fire.

"No!" Chris said when Rain had second thoughts about going after Jon and beating him up some more. "He can't ruin your birthday."

"We can't go out," George said again shaking his head.

"So don't go out," Rain said turning a tearful gaze on George. "Ryo cooks better than any restaurant in town anyway. Let's go home and you get dressed up like you are going out." Rain took the small cell from George. "Jhaymes, you too, get dressed up and come to our house. That lunatic is not going to ruin his birthday."

"Yeah," Leon said with a grin. "We'll all go and help out." George sniffled bursting into tears in Ryo's arms as they lead him from the mall. Rain looked after George sad that Jon had twice bothered George on his birthday.

Break

George checked the water before dropping his robe. He heard a loud gasp and turned to see a red faced Ryo quickly turning around. "So sorry, should have knocked." Ryo stammered focusing on the thick towel that was folded on the chair of the vanity. "Angel said he will be at the consulate tomorrow with your outfit, the one he promised, he called, but..."

"All safe now," George said with a laugh and Ryo turned to find him in the tub ensconced in bubbles with nothing visible but his head and shoulders. "Nothing much to see here anyway, short arms, short legs and a fat bum." George laughed when Ryo sat down on the chair holding the towel. "You are close to my height, you are statuesque, I am voluptuous."

"You don't have a fat bum," Ryo said with a grin.

"You haven't seen it." George sunk low in the tub. "Pear shaped too."

"I just saw it and who cares anyway, Jhaymes seems to like it." Ryo laughed when he heard water splashing and felt it across his chest. "The boys have been in the back yard with Count D for some time now. And your dinner is almost done. Somehow, Bikky convinced me that the rest of us need pizza so he ordered in."

"He wasn't always violent," George said after a moment. "I mean, our first time, he was scared, but gentle. The anger and aggression came later."

"Don't excuse him George," Ryo sighed. "The more I think about it, the more I want to season him up and offer him to my grandmother as a main course."

"Something that small would be no more than a snack," Ryo looked up and George ducked completely into the water as Torcha appeared in the doorway. "Oh, cute, he's embarrassed." Torcha giggled, a strangely magical sound. Ryo reached into the water and pulled George up. "Yes, Snap Dragon, don't want him to drown, though rather Shakespearean poetic if you ask me dieing on your birthday."

"I didn't ask you and what do you want?" George frowned his hair sopping wet and falling from their pins over his shoulders. He had been distressed to see how many of the strands that had fallen out. "Why does he always go for the hair?" George said his voice breaking and Torcha surprised Ryo with a motherly coo. She moved past him and took George into her arms uncaring that her silk dress became wet. "Sometimes I just want to lop it all off."

"Don't, your hair is beautiful," Torcha said petting George. "Besides, I promise if he reaches for you again, he will regret it down the the marrow of his short little bones." Hearing Jon called short by the tiny human form of Torcha caused George to begin laughing he sat up looking into her deep, black eyes that had lost all pretense of humanity with no irises and thin yellow slits for pupils. "Finish your bath Dumpling," Torcha said pulling Ryo from the bathroom and George stared after them smiling glad that for the ups and downs, he had met them all.

"Ryo," Torcha said when Ryo entered the kitchen to check on the dinner. He looked at his grandmother and saw steam rising as the water vanished with her heated ire. "I'm hungry and I have a sudden urge for human." Before Ryo could say anything Torcha vanished on a puff of deep green smoke.

"She'd better get in line," Ryo gasped as Heaven appeared to say the words then vanished leaving him gulping in the kitchen. He prayed that Jon was not alone at the moment, and if not, that they would both remember that George would be very much effected if he were eaten.

Break

Jhaymes showed up with yet another bouquet for George. "He's still upstairs with Ryo and Little D." Bikky said. "Rain is doing some last minute touches to the yard." Jhaymes sat on the couch his loose fitting black pants matching his green and black top perfectly. "Wow, your clothes match your hair, a bit much isn't it."

"I like green and black," Jhaymes said then he looked down and sighed. "Back home it is customary to wear your colors, but do you think it is too much? He is human," Jhaymes thought of going home to change but heard Ryo on the stairs with Count D and George.

"Lubrication came in real handy at work once," Ryo was saying with a laugh. "Some thug tried to pull me off a cliff and slid right off."

"You can't be serious," George laughed reaching the bottom step. He looked up and saw Jhaymes staring at him with his mouth hanging open. George halted and looked at Jhaymes smiling. Large flowers decorated several large braids that were wrapped around his head. He was swathed in black, white and deep fushia yards of cloth hiding his figure but highlighting his beauty. "Hello Jhaymes."

"Hello," Jhaymes stared at George his eyes going wide. Clumsily he offered George the flowers. With Jesse it had seemed accidental, their falling in love. No courtship, just kisses and needs met in the dark of night. No finesse on either part just eager longing and satiation. Though Jesse may have been his first love, this was his first real courting. Perhaps they had been no more than friends that went too far, but he wanted more, much more. When he met George's eyes, he was shocked by the longing Jhaymes could not hide.

"Thank you," George took the flowers and planted a kiss on Jhaymes cheek.

"You look marvelous," Jhaymes whispered to his own hands not looking at George. Ryo rolled his eyes at Count D then they both went into the dining room where Leon and Dee were setting out plates with pizza boxes.

"Gentlemen, good evening," Rain said with a bow he looked dashing in his black tuxedo all of his hair pulled back into one tail at his nape. Bikky stood beside in a matching tux with a shocking white towel folded over his arm. "Right this way, your table is waiting." George giggled and Jhaymes self consciously patted his jacket. Ryo saw the boys leading George and Jhaymes into the backyard and excused himself to the kitchen. He tied a white apron around his waist while his boys made a big show of leading the two men to the backyard. Lyo stood at attention in a little tux holding the back door open. George could not help passing a hand through the boys hair.

George entered the back yard and gasped. Small twinkling lights resembled stars along all of the trees and vines. Small breezes blew at orchestrated intervals bringing the fresh scent of flowers; a trick George knew had to come from Rain and Count D. The table from breakfast was draped with one of Ryo's best table cloths with a satin band around the edges. A crystal vase sat with selected blooms in the middle of the table with candles glowing. The moon shone overhead casting a silvery shadow over the table. Their napkins were folded on top of gilt edged plates and heavy silverware set at the ready. A crystal wine bucket with ice set holding an expensive bottle of champagne. Two wine goblets of heavy lead crystal stood on the table. George brought his hands up to his face as his eyes overflowed. "Oh... boys, you... you did all this?"

"We all did," Leon said standing in the doorway with his arm around Count D. George continued to sniffle.

"Happy birthday," Count D leaned up on the tips of his toes to kiss George's cheek. "Here, she became a member of my shop with the express purpose of going with you." George looked into the small wooden cage and saw the butterfly fluttering around. In a blink of the eye he saw a human form then it went back to a butterfly. "I will keep her inside, enjoy your dinner." Count D went inside taking Lyo with him. Dee and Leon followed while Rain and Bikky showed Jhaymes and George to their table. Jhaymes held George's chair careful not to yank the hair but patting one of the large blooms that surrounded his face. Ryo left the house carrying a heavy crystal container with mixed exotic fruit as the first course. George wiped the last few tears from his eyes and allowed Jhaymes to feed him a few morsels. As each course was brought out in between laughter and kisses, champagne and secrets, George fell in love.

Break

The house was quiet, Jhaymes tip toed up the stairs afraid of waking the occupants. George entered his room and slowly took the pins and flowers from his hair. Jhaymes stood by the door while George undid the braids and dragged a brush through them. George stood and took off his large jacket. "This buttons in back, would you mind?" George stood up and Jhaymes hands trembled as he undid the buttons and looked away from the large shirt that was revealed. George laughed softly when Jhaymes moved back to his earlier position. "Well, get comfortable," George said and inclined his head to the bed while he ducked into the bathroom. Jhaymes sighed and sat on the bed after taking off his jacket. Get comfortable, he thought. What a laugh? As if he could... here. George left the bathroom to see Jhaymes sitting on the bed his back strait and his hands braced on his knees. He laughed and Jhaymes looked up to see a bright red robe with nothing much underneath.

"Dear me," George laughed and turned out the light. Jhaymes eyes instantly adjusted to the dimmer lighting and he took in the pale smooth skin. "Ummm... I..."

"Shhh," George placed his lips against Jhaymes and he felt swamped by the scent of gardenia and leaves in a rain storm. Jhaymes gasped as underneath the scent of George, was wild cherry blossoms. Jhaymes pressed his mouth into George tasting the unmistakable essence of Count D. He backed up and looked into George's eyes. "What?"

"D," Jhaymes said looking away. "Does Leon know?"

"What... He was standing right there." George stood up and folded his arms his figure hidden by the long sleeves of his robe. "You can taste it? Now, I mean we snogged all through dinner."

"I don't know why it stands out now, but it does." Jhaymes said then sighed. "Sorry, I am not accusing you of anything, especially not with Count D. I don't have that right anyway," Jhaymes came to a stumbling halt. "I should go."Jhaymes got to his feet and looked down at the radiantly beautiful George.

"Sit down," George put his hands on Jhaymes shoulders and pushed him back to the bed and sat on him straddling his hips. Jhaymes gasped bringing his hands up to George's hips he flexed his fingers holding George to him and then gave up crushing the soft lips that hovered above his. George sighed amazed to be in such strong arms as Jhaymes lifted him and laid him on the bed. A feat Jon only managed when he had rage to motivate him and lend him the strength. Jhaymes had no rage, maybe an inferno of banked passion but George was looking forward to being taken. He was confused when Jhaymes stopped. "What?" George said his palm warm on Jhaymes cheek as the warrior leaned over him.

"I can't, not here," Jhaymes whispered. "I want you so much," Jhaymes sighed kissing George becoming lost in the soft body beneath him.

"So take, you can have," George said confused at the inner turmoil Jhaymes displayed even though he could feel the need pressing into him. "I want you as well." George admitted feeling his cheeks heat when he feared that Jhaymes would leave the bed George brought his legs up and wrapped them around Jhaymes waist.

"Oh... Don't do that," Jhaymes gasped his eyes dilated when George circled his hips pressing them both together. "I want you but," Jhaymes paused, unsure how to make himself understood to George. " I want it to be...Special, not in the dragon's lair." Jhaymes forced the words out groaning as he pushed George's legs from his waist. "Just, let me go for now okay," Jhaymes sat on the edge of the bed and George lay still getting his own body under control.

Jhaymes stood, wobbly, on his feet. "Don't..." George said, swallowed past the lump that made his voice shake. "Don't leave me alone." Jhaymes turned around and saw George in tears on the bed. Jhaymes could not bear the sight, he went back to the bed and lay down pulling George into his arms. George snuggled in laying his head on Jhaymes chest listening to the multi-chambered heart in awe. "Sorry, I don't mean to be a brat."

"You're the farthest from a brat that I have ever met. I am the one that is foolish, but I beg your indulgence." Jhaymes said pressing a kiss to George's forehead. He could not explain it in terms that George, as a human, could understand. But Dragon's ate birds, he did not want George to think of him in non human terms as of yet. Not when things were so new and going so well. But he could not relax enough in this house, with the scent of Bikky, Ryo and Laton so strong, to enjoy the true claiming of George. Jhaymes wished he could explain it, but he sighed holding George close.

"Well, I will, but can you?" George said smiling when he saw that Jhaymes was confused. George wriggled his hand into Jhaymes pants where he was still hard pressing against him. A few deft movements of his hands and Jhaymes covered George's mouth with a hot kiss spilling warm into his hand.

"You... Um...I'm so sorry." Jhaymes managed and George laughed outright while he wiped his hand on a tissue. He was still giggling as he laid his head on Jhaymes chest once again. He thought it best to wait after feeling Jhaymes girth. George smiled up at Jhaymes his mind buzzing as he went to sleep.

Break

The consulate buzzed with hectic activity as the occupants of Arcadia prepared to go to a royal ball. Angel dashed from room to room dressing the princesses. George had been thrilled with the white and silver ensemble. He sat brushing his hair humming. He began braiding a few jewel studded ribbons in his hair, a gift from Andy. After his hair and make up were set, he put on his ear rings the large diamonds in a star burst pattern that Ryo and Dee had gotten him for his birthday. He then put on the diamond necklace that Angel had claimed had to go with the ensemble. His most prized piece of jewelry that he would wear with the outfit was a bracelet in scrolled silver with diamonds encrusted. Four bands of silver were interwoven with tiny white gold bands. He looked at the bracelet again amazed at the intricate work. He wondered where Jhaymes had found the magnificent piece for he would love to buy more. When he was done he opened his door to find Angel running by at top speed.

"Watch it," He booked it to the end of the hall carrying what appeared to be yards of purple silk. "We have less than half an hour to finish and Andy is still in her unders."

George laughed then went down to the room he knew Ryo and Dee shared, he saw the door opening and three women traipsed out laughing as their part in dressing the prince was over. Dee sat back on the chair grumbling. "Watch those hands," He complained when one of the male dressers adjusted Ryo in the special underwear.

"Excuse me your highness," The man bowed to Dee. "We only want him to look his best." The man handed the two men a pair of slim pants and Ryo stepped into them with a sigh. George entered the room and sat beside Dee who looked gorgeous in a black tuxedo. George watched as several layers of black, gold and silver kimonos were put on Ryo then a large top layer that was black and designed with silver and gold dragons. Long satin and silk ruffles fell from underneath the sleeves covering his fingers. The man who had spoken to Dee gave George a long look and sniff.

"Hey," Dee said looking at the man. "Do your job and get out."

"He smells of Phoenix." The man said. "I was only sniffing him to ascertain which bird it was."

"It could not be Fiona, George is gay, Master Xi... think again, Alera again, he is gay. Who do you think it is? There are only four Phoenixes alive, asshole." Dee groused and heard George gasp. He had no idea that there were so few of Jhaymes family. Meeting Alera had been a revelation to him, she was tiny and tough but unabashedly gorgeous. Brazen where Jhaymes was cautious, yet cautious where Jhaymes would go boldly. They were a perfect pair, one to the other. Flip-sides of the same coin. "I can't stand him," Dee complained when the man moved off carrying a large sash that he tied around Ryo leaving a big bow in the front.

"You should not let him bait you," Ryo said sitting down after ushering the obnoxious servant from the room with a small movement of his hand.

"He thinks I am just some uncouth human American that has no business sniffing around the princes' shoes, let alone being your consort." Dee said feeling leagues apart from Ryo seeing him dressed in such elegant yet foreign finery. It seemed as if the servant knew it and decided to feed into Dee's insecurities.

George stared at the elaborate ensemble Ryo wore as the man got to his feet and walked over to Dee. Ryo leaned down until he was eye level with Dee where he sat next to George. "He and everyone else should hold you in the highest esteem." Dee wanted to kiss Ryo. He pulled Ryo's face in and gave in to the urge. "After all," Ryo said pulling his lips away and standing up. "You single handedly tamed a dragon."

"You're no where near tame." Dee said licking his lips.

Ryo laughed and went back to his seat so that his hair could be brushed up and his crown attached, no coronet tonight as the rest of his family would wear. Laton had sent one of the more elaborate family heirlooms. "All the more reason to be admired, you have an untamed dragon submitting to you on a regular basis." Dee sat quietly watching them brush Ryo's locks and arrange them before they sat the crown on his head the many jewels winking at him then Ryo turned to George. "What did you do to Jhaymes?"

"Now that's rather personal," George said with a grin.

"I just wondered why he nearly set my couch on fire when you joined us for breakfast, turned red and left the house. No one has seen him since."

George giggled behind his hand. "He promised he would be here to escort me." George showed Ryo his cell phone from whence he had spoken to Jhaymes. "Are you worried about his virtue... or mine?" George asked putting the cell away.

"Both?" Dee laughed, "But mostly the couch, it is singed you know, an embarrassed phoenix is not the best thing to have in the house."

"I did not do much," George said. "But I have always been good with my hands you know, m'father was a builder."

"I thought he was boxer," Dee looking up at Ryo again awed by his beauty.

"Yeah well," George stood to excuse himself and went to the door to find Jhaymes standing there in a black loose fitting suit with pants that covered the tops of his shoes and a top that went to his knees. His hair was brushed until it fell neatly past his shoulders he saw George wearing the bracelet and his face lit up in a smile. "Hello Jhaymes, you look nice."

"You look beautiful," Jhaymes kissed George and turned red when he saw Dee and Ryo looking at him. "We should go the cars are ready and mostly loaded. We, and you guys are riding with your boys, the rest of the Royale are in separate cars, easier to announce that way with Leon and Count D as well as Lord D and JJ with Christopher. The ancients are keeping the youngest children."

"Ancients?" George said walking off arm in arm with Jhaymes.

"Soofu D, is the fourth son of the first man and woman while Laton and Torcha received their names from his sire in the very first garden. Lady Aurora is daughter of Helen of Troy, granddaughter of Zeus." Jhaymes stopped speaking when George stopped moving he felt a collision course was coming and moved George aside so that the others could pass. "Are you alright?"

"I think it finally hit me... What this place, you all, really are." George shook his head nearly losing the bejeweled white hat that was on his head.

"Can you deal?" Jhaymes asked feeling his heart come to a tripping halt afraid that the man he had fallen hopelessly in love with would reject him.

George looked up at Jhaymes whose soft eyes had ensnared him the moment they had met. "I can try," George slid his hand back in Jhaymes and they continued on to the waiting limousines. Rain sat in the car with Bikky, Carol and Julie. Julie was oddly subdued sitting beside Rain awed to be attending an event of such magnitude. Her mother had cried all while dressing her in the Angel exclusive dress that Rain had sent to her. Her little baby going off with Royalty and all. Once everyone was seated the cars pulled off heading in to the city where the posh hotel was opening it's ballroom to celebrate.

Break

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" The crowd went wild as the score of sleek limousines pulled up in front of the red carpet. "I DO BELIEVE THOSE ARE...YES, THOSE ARE THE FLAGS OF THE KINGDOM OF ARCADIA!"The crowd went wild cheering more so than they had done for any of the other celebrities that had already shown arrived in their fancy outfits. The roar of the crowd was deafening and the flash of millions of cameras enough to blind. "THE FIRST CAR, YES THAT IS PRINCESS CHIMERA AND PRINCE KRONOS IN WITH THEM... PRINCESSES CLARISANDE AND TISIPHONE...YES, YES AS WELL AS DEIPYROS." The first car emptied and pulled off followed by a second. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN EMERGING NOW ARE..." She paused as the crowd cheered. An elegant black shoe emerged followed by the heavily embroidered hem in gold and silver. "YES, THERE HE IS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN LA'S OWN FINEST RANDY MACLEAN ALSO KNOWN AS PRINCE RYO OF THE EASTERN DRAGON CLAN OF ARCADIA, REPRESENTING THE OBSIDIAN PALACE IN PLACE OF HIS GRANDPARENTS!" Ryo waved as the crowd cheered while the announcer went on.

"WITH HIM IS HIS CONSORT ANOTHER OF LA'S FINEST DETECTIVE DEE LAYTNER, AND OH MY GOSH, OH GOSH YES, YES, THAT IS THE ONE, THE ONLY BOY GEORGE!" The crowd cheered again as George emerged waving and blowing kisses his billowing white top shining in the light of the camera. "HIS ESCORT IS... I DON'T KNOW!" The announcer said looking at the tall handsome man beside George. "BUT COMING OUT BEHIND HIM IS YOUNG RAIN MACLEAN AS WELL AS HIS DATE..."The announcer paused not knowing what to say for she had no clue as to Julie's name. "BIKKY AS WELL WITH HIS DATE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE STARS ARE OUT TONIGHT. WE ALSO HAVE COUNT D AND LEON ORCOT AS WELL AS LORD D AND DETECTIVE JEMI JAMESON."

The now empty car pulled off and the last one in line pulled up. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AS WE WATCH EMERGING IS, HIGH PRINCE DAPHNUS AND..."The announcer looked at the tiny lady beside with white hair wearing a deep emerald gown that glowed with diamonds. "IT SEEMS HE HAS FINALLY BROUGHT A DATE TO A FORMAL FUNCTION, ALL YOU LADIES OUT THERE THAT HAD HOPED TO SNAG THE HIGH PRINCE, SO SORRY, HE APPEARS TO BE TAKEN. ALSO WITH HIM IS HIS SON AND A YOUNG WOMAN OF UNKNOWN ORIGINS...NOW WE HAVE THE TWIN PRINCESSES, ALTHEA AND AMALTHEA AS WELL AS PRINCE ANGEL. NOW WE HAVE HIGH PRINCE NESTOIR AND HIGH PRINCESS ANDROMACHE. I DO NOT BELIEVE IT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE THE crème DE LA crème OF TWO DIFFERENT KINGDOMS IN SUNNY CALIFORNIA."

The crowd surged forward asking questions that were quickly answered and George found a moment as Bikky was answering a question to look at Jhaymes who had been quiet the entire drive to the hotel. "Is everything alright?" George asked unsure if Jhaymes was okay with him touching him as he had last night.

Jhaymes nodded his face red as Bikky looked away with a harassed look and took Carol's hand pulling her forward. "I.." Jhaymes said when the crowd continued on asking the Royale questions and then moving on to Ryo and Dee. "I just want you to know that I am not usually so... fast." George was confused then he thought back, it had only taken a few strokes of his hand before Jhaymes had spilled himself. He tried to hold it in, but George gave up and laughed delightedly assuring Jhaymes that he was quite confident in his abilities. Even as he understood why Jhaymes had been so embarrassed that morning at breakfast and could not look George in the face. As they approached the doors of the hotel all waving and smiling microphones were shoved in their faces. George was harangued by a young person in a shiny platinum wig. "I am Miss Thang of Teen Queen magazine, honored to meet you." George looked at the young person in glaring make up and outlandish clothes realizing that it was a young man in drag. George returned the greeting and felt Jhaymes step closer to him and put his arm on his waist. "I know you are no longer with Culture Club, or the relationship with the drummer, we at Teen Queen refuse to even say his name." George laughed at the young drag queen batting his eyes at him. "Is this your new boyfriend?"

"Uh..." George looked at Jhaymes his eyes wide and he opened, and closed his mouth. "We have not discussed that yet." George said unwilling to make the declaration when in fact Jhaymes had not said he wanted any sort of commitment.

Jhaymes looked down at George seeing the red cheeks under the pale skin and he thought of all he had spoken to with his sister. The reason she had agreed to accompany Daphnus tonight was because he had shown her hope in love. Now, because he had kept babbling at George and not speaking his heart... Last night George had even... "I want to," Jhaymes said pulling George's hand up and planting a kiss on it. "I do..."

"What?" Miss Thang asked putting the microphone up to George.

George smiled as Jhaymes words sank in. He turned a brilliant smile to Miss Thang. "Would you repeat the question?" George asked and leaned back against Jhaymes as Miss Thank did as he requested.

"Is this your new boyfriend?"

With a beautiful smile George answered, "Yes."

Break

George entered the ball holding on to Jhaymes arm feeling like a silly school kid in that he could not seem to wipe the smile off his face. Jhaymes hand was warm on his waist even through the many layers of both their clothes. "I like when you smell of me." Jhaymes whispered in George's ear causing him to look up at him with a frown.

"I bathed, I should smell like me," George said with a flirtatious toss of his hair. Jhaymes would wait until later to explain that the scent of his release would be with George for days yet, and all immortals, such as they were, would be able to smell it. Alera commented on it the moment that George had entered the consulate leaving Daphnus to laugh at his quick explanation not going into detail about his shameful behavior. He had not even thought to offer relief to George. The sudden thought brought heavy guilt and Jhaymes was extra tender as he pulled George's hand up for a kiss silently vowing to give a better accounting of himself in the future.

Jon watched them from across the room. All the royale stayed near one another their guards conspicuous staying nearby as they went up the line greeting Princess Calliope when it came George and Jhaymes' turn she looked away speaking to her ladies in waiting. "Well, that's rude." Andy said loudly holding her husband and Jon was amazed that such a child like giggle came from the regal lady in deep purple and light lilac silk and chiffon gown. "I mean" Andy huffed putting her hands on her hips she posed allowing several pictures to be taken of her svelte figure. "It is bad enough to bore us with this elevator music now you insult our friends."

Calliope sniffed refusing to apologize but she did move further away from the high princess. Andy shook her head then moved on to the DJ and handed him a case. With a wink she sauntered to the dance floor pulling her husband with her. The couples that were moving slowly to the beat of the droning music halted and banging beat began to play. Andy had already asked Angel for a specific dress and was glad that he had made it to her expectations. She was able to take the train and wrap it around her waist baring her legs. The other princesses followed suit and began to dance to the music.

The cup of life
This is the one
Now It's the time
Don't ever stop

Push it along
Gotta be strong
Push it along
Right to the top

The feeling in your soul
Is gonna take control
Nothing can hold you back if u really want it
I see it in your eyes, you want the cup of life
Now that the day is here, we gotta go and get it

Do you really want it? (yeah!)
Do you really want it? (yeah!)

Here we go! Ale, Ale, Ale
Go, go, go! Ale, Ale, Ale
Tonight's the night
We're gonna celebrate
The cup of life, Ale, Ale, Ale

The cup of life
It's do or die
It's here it's now
Turn up the lights

Push it along
Then let it roll
Push it along
Go Go Goal!

Andy was lifted off her feet by her husband while Jhaymes and George rocked together. Not fearing a reprimand for Ryo was in Dee's arms moving to the beat with a playful abandon. Leon wrapped Count D in his arms as the song went on faster and faster.

And when you feel the heat
The world is at your feet
No one can hold you down if you really want it
Just steal your destiny, right from the hands of fate
Reach for cup of life 'cause your name is on it

Do you really want it? (yeah!)
Do you really want it? (yeah!)

Here we go, Ale, Ale, Ale
Go, go, go, Ale, Ale, Ale
Tonight's the night we're gonna celebrate
The cup of life, Ale, Ale, Ale

The feeling in your soul is gonna take control
Nothing can hold you back if you really want it
I see it in your eyes
You want the cup of life
Now that the day is here, gotta go and get it

Do you really want it? (yeah!)
Do you really want it? (yeah!)
Do you really want it? (yeah!)
(Yeah! Yeah!)

Here we go, Ale, Ale, Ale
Go, Go, Go, Ale, Ale, Ale
Tonight's the night we're gonna celebrate
The cup of life, Ale, Ale, Ale

Un, dos, tres! Ole, Ole, Ole
Un, deux, trois! Ale, Ale, Ale
Tonight's the night we're gonna celebrate
The cup of life, Ale, Ale, AleCUP OF LIFE-RICKY MARTIN) "What...What are they doing?" Calliope screeched as the entire assembly began to dance to the wild music.

"Looks to me like they are breaking it down," Bikky said with a laugh as he took Carol's hand and went to join them. Jon looked after them and saw that George was shaking his bottom with Jhaymes and he frowned.

"I would not advise that," Heaven said and Jon had a moment to appreciate the sparkling white dress she wore in elaborate layers of lace and jewels. "Pretty has been declared by the warrior of Fire Star." Jon ignored her words and stomped over. George was laughing with his arms around Jhaymes shoulders looking up at him. Heaven looked after him glad that Jhaymes had finally claimed the lovely human. Now, perhaps, she could rest.

Jon grabbed George's arm and yanked him away from Jhaymes, "You move on quick don't you?"

George turned around and snatched his arm away from Jon. "I base the amount of time on the height of the last lover, with you it was decidedly shorter." George turned away and Jon seized him again with his hand raised. George stared at him and cringed only to feel Jhaymes arms behind him pulling him back. "Why do always try to hit first?" George glowered at Jon. "Is your brain too small to think of a suitable comeback?" Jon took a step towards George and Jhaymes moved George behind him.

"Tell me something," Jhaymes said to Jon shocking George with his conversational tone of voice. Now he was glimpsing the warrior he had seen the night the incubus had attacked. The chill in Jhaymes voice could have silenced the entire hall. "Have you ever been set on fire?"Jon shook his head intimidated by the tall man that loomed over George. "Want to keep it that way?" Jhaymes asked and Jon nodded feeling sweat bead and pool on his face. "Don't piss me off." He shoved Jon back keeping George in the shelter of his arms. George could feel the power surging through Jhaymes and he sighed looking up, finding his lips captured by Jhaymes he gave in.

"Enjoy it, he's the size of a whale anyway,"Jon spat his sour grapes at Jhaymes who surprised him with a chuckle.

"Don't get mad at me just cause you can't handle all this," Jhaymes caressed George's side when he felt that the words had indeed hurt him.

"Yeah well I wasn't the only unfaithful one, so you'd better keep a close eye on him." Jon ground out at the tender look that passed between George and Jhaymes. George stared in silence at Jon who laughed and stepped away when he feared Jhaymes really would make good on his threat to set him on fire.

"That entire kingdom is beyond anything I have ever thought to endure," Calliope ground out as Andy laughed with Nestoir while pointing with child like glee at Jon leaving the ball. "My lady, I mean," Calliope paused and sniffed putting her nose high in the air. "Your highness." She sounded as if it bothered her to give her title to the giggling princess. "Might I ask, one princess to another, for a special performance, or do you need time to rehearse?"

Andy looked at the dark brown curls and watery blue eyes of the woman before her and offered a gamine grin that worried Nestoir. It was the grin that was the most dangerous when his wife felt validated. "Of course I don't need to spend time preparing, unlike some people who have to spend time thinking of rude comments." Nestoir covered his wife's mouth with his hand before she could say more he offered an apologetic smile to Calliope even though he felt she deserved the words and more. "George," Andy called when she wrestled free of her husband. "Be a dear and show this lady the meaning of grace." George walked over to Andy giving her a smile as Rain and the rest of the Royale involved with X-Ta-C approached a corded off area. George reached for the ties to the elegant ensemble and smoothed his hands down Andy's legs straitening the material. "Thank you darling." She said with a flirtatious wiggle of her hips.

As Andy began the song George gasped wondering how the princess could know exactly what to sing. "Many say that I'm too young
to let you know just where I'm coming from."

George smiled and picked up the microphone joining his voice to Andy's. "But you will see it's just a matter of time my love surely make you mine." George playfully flirted with Andy then continued ,"Everyone Seems so uptight Nothin's wrong, it's alright, my man," Jhaymes waved a blew a kiss at George. who wiggled his brows and saing out in a deliciously sexy voice. "I like the way we carry on His love will send me on and on with my man People out there can you understand?"

Andy giggled and joined in. "I'm givin him somethin he can feel
to let him know this love is real,
This love is real"

George began the spoken part with a small smile, he blew a kiss at Jhaymes. "So much joy for us it seems
So much hope for material things
Are they only in my dreams?
(hey, oh yeah), Clarde and Tisiphone joined in on back up.
And that's exactly why I'm singing this song to you," George pointed at Jhaymes.
To let you know that real dreams do come true.
You tell me 'what does it mean?"

Andy smiled and then let George finish out the belt joining her princesses on Back up. "I'm giving him something he can feel... To let him know, my love is real..." they went on in a melodious roundalay until the song ended.

When the song was finished, Heaven was the one who appeared to lead him from the stage. George took her hand and tensed when she squeezed his fingers. Jhaymes waited for Heaven to bring George to him and accepted the hand and the deep curtsy she offered him. George could not fathom the implications of the exchange but Heaven leaned over and passed a soft kiss to his lips then backed away with a nod to him. "She's just acknowledging me." Jhaymes said when George looked up for an explanation. "I hope you understand what you agreed to when you accepted me as your boyfriend, even though we are yet to be lovers, you are mine."

"I think I like the sound of that," George smiled.

Count D shook his head as the rest of the guest enjoyed the new and improved music supplied by Andy that the DJ dutifully played. He knew it, had known it for a long time that there was no way possible to contain Andromache. No matter the circumstances, the music, the people or scene, she would always be... wild at heart. Leon took Count D into his arms watching as Lord D was lead to the garden his face pale and slightly green. JJ held his hand as he half carried the pregnant Kami to fresh air. Rain gasped trying to suck in air only to realize that there was none. He weaved where he stood fearing to become ill as all the lights went out. Several screams were heard as the entire section of the town went totally black.

To Be Continued.

Author's notes: The princess that called Boy George a painted up tart was Princess Margaret. I was not sure about having actual royalty in here in such a capacity and would not want to insult her as she is so fond of insulting others. However with my mythical princess I can be as ruthless as I want.

TTFN... Ta Ta for now

Ja ne

Chi

Bonjour... I know the scene was cute, but there is way more to come. We have a dilemma, experienced Uke, clueless Seme... how fun.

Ciao,

The French One.

Extra bonus chapter... Enjoy

Royalty:

Conclusion

George gripped Jhaymes arms as the lights went out. Wind surrounded him and Rain was at his side with Julie. He could feel a wall of heat and knew every dragon in the place was at his side. George relaxed when Rain leaned in and whispered. "I would recognize the incubus taste, this is unfamiliar to me. No less fouling the wind, but not after you."

"Stay here," Jhaymes commanded as the crowd bunched and several people pressed against them. George gasped when Jhaymes picked him up and stood him on a chair. "Rain wind tunnel." Jhaymes said and Rain stood in front of the chair.

"Nothing's getting in here," Rain assured Jhaymes peering into the darkness glad that he could function and knew that the gust that had freshened the air around him had come from an extremely powerful wind mage. He sent a thank you on the wind to Prince Angel. Bikky stood near his brother ready to protect him.

"Ladies and gentlemen," A dark voice came over the intercom system. "How enlightened of you to put the top of three different kingdoms in one room. Not to mention the high society of America is here as well." The voice paused and deep laughter rolled around the ball room. " Two from Arcadia, the Dragon prince as well as the High Royale... And dear Calliope...How much will they give me for all of you?"

"Come off it," Andy's voice rang out through the whimpering she could hear. "You won't get anything more than a sound thrashing. Guards!" Andy called and the voice laughed again.

"You can surround yourself with as many brutes as you want, but it will do you no good. I know I have you surrounded and out numbered." Prince Angel threw his orb onto the marble floor and it shattered casting the room in strange iridescent light. "Wow, angel on a pedestal," George could almost feel every eye in the ball room on him. "I think after I ransom you all, I will keep him as a present."

- " Don't do it,"- Jhaymes gasped when Daphnus' voice entered his head.- "He wants you to display your abilities before all of these humans."-

" He even has his own appetizers."

"Try it," Bikky said to the disembodied voice. "You'll find we're pretty tough to chew."

"Are you?" Bikky turned around ready to brawl when the words were spoken in his ear. "Stay here darling," The tall man in a black suit with his long black hair slicked back said looking up at George. "We'll have a lot of fun later." The man turned around. "Come now princess," he said to Andy. "Don't you recognize me?"

"Hey Dae," Andy said dropping the microphone when her guard came to her and Nestoir. "New one I see, not an improvement." Andy commented on the body Dae wore as if it were his own. "You look like a gangster."

"I know," Dae laughed then smiled. "But I need money now for my new venture. So tell me, how much will the governments involved pay to have you all remain safe?" He snapped his fingers the crowd was rushed into one side of the room by army fatigue wearing troops. "Let's play nice now and you call that little king of yours. Calliope, I hope you are on good terms with your sister the good Queen, or well, you may never see home again."

"What could you possibly need money for?" Daphnus demanded refusing to call Zarro with this foolishness. George stood where Jhaymes had sat him afraid to move an inch or get down. This was not his demon, George paused, when had he started thinking of the incubus as his demon? Anyway, this was not after him and yet he would not move. Jhaymes had told him to stay put and he would.

Princess Clarisande made her way over to Rain and smiled as Dae dismissed her actions. She held up her hand and Rain stared at the shifting powders in her palm. "Wind Rider," She called him by the title that George had heard used once before. "How about you dust the audience with this. George cover your face, Arcadians are immune."

"What?" George said and brought up his sleeve just as a gale blew the particles about the room. Rain stared in amazement as his wind passed over the crowd and every human present slipped to the floor.

"They are just sleeping," Clarisande announced and Rain calmed the wind. Dae growled his displeasure at the strange turn of events finding no reason to keep the human charade now that the humans were unconscious Dae turned his burning violet eyes to Andy.

"Pretty little trick, but you are still outnumbered and unarmed." Dae said and his troops pulled swords out ready to attack George yelped and crouched on the chair, still afraid to step down.

"Think again," Nestoir said and the guards surrounding them revealed that they had been carrying the Royale's weapons the entire time. Andy pulled her sword from the woman guard that Bikky recognized as Carious, the unipeg that Andromache rode into battle.

"Whoa," George whispered staring at the Royale as they each became armed. Dae snarled urging his minions to attack. George watched as the Royale faced off with the monstrous men slicing them. Ryo dashed over and sat his crown at George's feet then rushed into the fray with Dee at his side. A demon tried to breach through to George and Bikky set it on fire, his flames fanned by Rain's wind. The creature howled as it smoldered leaving a greasy stain on the expensive floor. Kenneth and Christopher moved over by the door to the garden where Lord D was last seen with JJ. The two ran out to find JJ firing his Arcadian guns at the mob of creatures that had him backed up against the gate. Lord D held on to JJ's jacket refusing to be separated.

"We'll get help," Kenneth called running back inside for his dad. Rain looked over to see Julie sleeping on a chaise with Maria, Kenneth's Midwestern girlfriend, leaning against Carol where he had left her. Carol had managed to remain awake through Clarisande's dust and so kept the other girls from harm as the battle raged. Daphnus tossed a demon head aside as Kenneth went to him. "Dad, Dad, JJ is hemmed in he's got Lord D out there." Kenneth turned around and dropped to the floor nearly having his head taken off by a swinging sword. Daphnus eyes glowed deep purple and a beam of light the same shade shot out destroying the creature that had endangered his son.

"I'll get them, you get over there behind Rain's wind, better yet..." Daphnus looked around and smiled to see Count D beating a demon senseless while Leon shot the ones approaching them. Ryo grumbled and set his hands ablaze hoping that the outfit his grandmother had had made for him was flame retardant as he continued to battle the monsters. "Angel, set up an orb," Daphnus commanded running to the door.

"But he broke his orb," George said and wondered why Angel dashed past them and pressed the object he had smashed into Rain's hand. Rain sighed and slumped down on his bottom dropping the winds. "What are you doing?"

"Resting, nothing can get in here." Bikky said sitting and propping Rain's head on his shoulder. He would never know how much such strong winds took out of his brother, but he was glad of the skill. George still did not step down from the chair.

"Dae," Nestoir said in a tone of a stern teacher speaking to a precocious child. "I think we have you beaten again," Nestoir laughed softly as he plunged his weapon into the last demon and looked up to see JJ entering the room with Daphnus. JJ carried Lord D in his arms for as soon as the battle was over, the Kami had tossed the contents of his stomach. Count D banged the head of the demon he fought on the ground several more times then rushed to his father with sugar cubes from his pocket. George stared in amazement at fluffy little princess Andromache sliced and hacked at demons with a glittering sword that sizzled as it cleaned the blood from the pristine blade. When the last demon fell Daphnus and Nestoir turned to Dae who had fled in panic.

"Well that was stupid," Clarisande said making sure that everyone was alright. Seeing no overt injuries she waved her hand dispelling the sleep spell. Jhaymes was just lifting George from the chair when the audience became lucid. Seeing all the Royale on one corner and Andy holding a microphone they applauded as if they expected a performance. Kenneth dashed to the stage pulling Rain. They began to sing pocket full of sunshine just as Ryo shoved his crown back on his head.

"Is this a common occurrence?" George asked Jhaymes when his hands started shaking. He could recall feeling the same during his worst drug binges only now he could not seem to draw air into his lungs. This too, was sickeningly familiar. Not now, George thought in a panic. Not an attack, not now.

"George... Sweetheart," Jhaymes said patting him he looked panicked and Alera was at his side. "I don't know what's wrong with him, he just stopped breathing." George began to search his pockets, failing that he tried to mime the act of bringing an inhaler to his mouth. "Drugs... You're clean, I can't give you that. Do you want it?" George widened his eyes, wheezed and tried again.

"Maybe he wants you to make love to him?" Alera suggested loudly in her panic drawing the attention of several guest including Calliope who laughed and pointed. George gasped again he could feel the world becoming blacker. Rain stopped singing looking into the audience he dropped the microphone and bounded from the stage Ryo and Dee seconds behind him in the rush to get to George. Rain looked for Lord D and saw him struggling to his feet trying to get to his side. JJ helped but Rain knew that he would be in no condition to lend aid. Rain shoved Jhaymes aside and pressed his mouth to George's pushing in air that went no further than his trapped lungs.

"Asthma!" Lord D said weakly and JJ picked up the word and shouted it to Ryo who had to move Jhaymes aside to hold on to George.

"Oh well then," Dee said and was shocked when three inhalers were offered to George, one belonging to High Prince Daphnus, another to Kenneth and the third to Prince Angel. George grabbed one and puffed frantically glad to feel air entering. He leaned against Ryo feeling safe amidst the folds of his elegant ensemble. Jhaymes knelt at George's feet patting his hands as lucidity returned to George.

"I think I might be done with royal balls for a while," He said then looked at Jhaymes twin. "I can't breathe so naturally I want sex?"

"Humans are weird," She shrugged then closed her mouth as the rest of the crowd, held back by the rest of the Royale and detectives on scene.

"Sometimes I wonder that we shared a womb," Jhaymes gave his sister a sly smile and she patted his head.

George noted Calliope and several cameras and reporters headed their way and he brought a hand to his brow in a delicate feint. "I don't feel very well." Jhaymes was instantly all cuddles and concern helping George to stand. He hid his face in Jhaymes chest to the consternation of the many flashing cameras and interview hopefuls.

"We're so terribly worried about George," Andy was saying to a bevy of reporters. "We could not possibly stay."

"But it would be rude to leave now," Calliope said with a snide smirk. "He'll be fine, all that need to leave are the other people like him. It was embarrassing to have them dancing with each other anyway. This way is much better." Calliope said smiling for the camera and posing near Andy.

The gathered crowd could hear the shocked gasp and Rain turned ready to say something to the princess as well as Jhaymes, Ryo and Dee. Bikky was so mad steam rose from his feet and Clarisande spread her skirts to hide the reaction. "Calliope, from one princess to another," Andy said and the sound of a resounding slap greeted the stunned guests of the five star ball room. With a flurry of hectic activity the Royale of Arcadia departed the ballroom. Calliope screeched calling for her guards.

"This is an act of war!" She declared holding her stinging cheek.

"Fine whatever," Andy said not bothering to turn around. "Call your army and have them come to the shores of Arcadia on the field of honor we will settle our differences. Truth be told, the field would reject you as you have no honor. How about hand to hand?" Andy smirked as Calliope backed away in terror. It was a well known fact the the royalty of Arcadia were skilled at all forms of combat. Not only their vocals and grooves were fierce. "No?" Andy laughed. "Ciao then." She waved the tips of her fingers and rolled her eyes as Jhaymes scooped George into his arms and carried him to the waiting limousine.

Julie sat across from George where he sat quite happily on Jhaymes' lap and wondered why, after he seemed to be on the point of collapse a few minutes ago, he was humming a happy tune now? Just as she worked up the nerve to speak to him George sighed and dialed a number on his cell phone. "Andy, hi," George said and Jhaymes squeezed him around the middle. "Have I told you today how absolutely I adore you?" Andy's giggle could be heard through the small device. George spoke a few minutes more assuring her that he would be well enough to be in the studio by Wednesday, it seemed as if recording was soon to begin.
Powdered Sugre 35.1

Feather Head

Rain sailed into the dinning room with a bright smile on his face. He was looking forward to his last day of freedom before recording began. Seeing Count D and Leon as well as Lord D and JJ in the kitchen gave him pause. Ryo turned around smiling then he went back to what he was doing at the counter. George entered the kitchen with his hair pulled up off his face with a large head band. Though it was not yet nine in the morning he was in full make up. George had gone to bed pouting last night because Jhaymes had kissed his hand then sent him off to bed alone. His little asthma upheaval had terrified Jhaymes, not to mention George was still ensconced in the Dragon's Lair.

"George..." Ryo said without turning around but knowing that he was there by the scent of Gardenia, leaves and Jhaymes. "Have a seat please." George gasped and sat at the table where a cup of tea waited, he did not know how long it had been sitting there, but the steam rising from it let him know it was hot and fragrant. Feeling like an errant child about to be reprimanded George sat down and folded his arms. "The headlines were amusing today, we saved them if you want to look at them." Ryo said with a grin he turned around and sat at the table.

"What's this about?" George asked when he was surrounded by the occupants of the kitchen. He could hear Lyo marching around the living room singing to Aoi, Kibo and Shinrai. He found it odd that Lord D and Count D had claimed to have not only carried the children, but delivered them as well. Count D held his wrapped bundle of Kurayami in his arms and sat his father at the table with a cup of tea.

"George," Lord D said and George saw what Ryo had been making and nearly gagged at the cup of honey and sugar that Ryo offered Lord D. With a smile he dumped a large amount of it into his tea. "I realize I should have examined you sooner and I am disappointed in myself for not insisting."

"Father you were unwell," Count D patted his father's hand then sat with his son in his arms.

"But if I had..." Lord D sighed. "You should have told us, George, you nearly died last night because no one here knew you were asthmatic." Lord D sighed again and placed his hand over his tiny bump of tummy. "I can cure many things, but I can not cheat death. It is a lesson I learned the hard way."

"You did great love," JJ assured Lord D. "I thank you for all the extra time with Nana that you did supply." Lord D smiled lifting his face for JJ's kiss.

"George, where is your inhaler?" Count D said and took the small object that George produced.

"Listen," George began. "The attacks are rare and random, that's why I did not even think to mention it."

"The rare is not the problem," Rain said folding his arms. "The random is. I tried to resuscitate you and the air would not go in."

"Random, meaning you never know when," Bikky said making sure that Rain drank his tea. "And the fact that you used someone else's inhaler, while lifesaving, was not all safe. The prescription could have been wrong."

"All right, bad Georgie," George said tapping the back of his own hand. "I really am sorry, I just did not think about it." George stared in amazement as Count D handed him his inhaler back then handed the exact same inhaler to Ryo, Dee, and Lord D.

"No problem, but do get back upstairs and undress." Lord D said getting to his feet.

"What?" George stood alarmed and backed away.

"I am a doctor," Lord D announced pulling a tie from his elaborate sleeves and securing his hair. "Get up there now," Lord D shooed George from the kitchen with a swat to his bottom.

"Haven't had that done in a while," George laughed looking back at Lord D.

"If you were taught to respect your elders, don't give him any lip." Bikky laughed heaving a sigh of relief that George would not be succumbing to his asthma any time soon. "He is practically ancient."

"I take more lip from you than any human I have ever met," Lord D frowned at Bikky who laughed rubbed his tummy and dashed outside before JJ could catch him. "It's not even big enough yet for you to be doing that." Lord D said his face pink as he headed upstairs behind George.

"I can't believe you really are pregnant," George said once they were in the privacy of his room. Lord D took George's hand and pressed it over the silk patterned robe. He was amazed at the tiny, hard bump. "That's amazing, you seem to glow but... wow."

"You know," Lord D said with a small smile that, while similar to Count D's smirk, was not annoying. It was an endearing smile and George was charmed by it. "You don't have to get undressed, but it would be safer if you sat down."

"Safer?" George asked wondering what Lord D planned to do to him. He walked over to his freshly made bed and sat down when Lord D simply smiled at him again. Pushing his sleeves back to reveal his hands, George was momentarily intimidated by the long nails. How could a doctor have those without slicing the patient during examinations?

"Very carefully I assure you," Lord D laughed softly. "No, I don't read minds," Lord D said to which George gave him a disbelieving look for he had wondered. "The heart is the most honest thing about humans, and also the easiest to read." Lord D explained as he placed his hands on George's shoulders. George watched in awe as Lord D's entire body began to glow with a bright golden luminosity. George had but a moment to ponder the glow as he was swamped with an icy cold chill. He felt as if he had been left naked on a glacier, but it was exhilarating instead of uncomfortable. George came to laying on his bed with Lord D releasing the tie from his hair and lowering his sleeves. He sat up staring in wide eyed awe at the kami. "Do you need me to write down my prescription or will you just do it?"

"Do what?" George asked rubbing his hands over his chilled arms. Lord D pulled a throw from a chair and wrapped George in it.

"I am sorry, sometimes I am not careful of how deep in trance I go and I take my patients with me." Lord D said. "It only happens when I carry a life not my own." Lord D blushed to admit that his hormones were out of sync due to his pregnancy. "Are you uncomfortable, Ryo can come and warm you."

"I would rather Jhaymes would," George admitted with a pout.

"I had sensed that, sort of a latent frustration," Lord D nodded his cheeks heating at the emotions that were in George's heart about the shy Phoenix warrior.

"I really wish he'd get on with it and sort me out." George sighed then laughed to have made Lord D turn beet red. "If he waits any longer I'll sort him..." George closed his mouth when Lord D sat down beside him. George reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a piece of candy. Lord D smiled like a child sticking it in his mouth. "Your metabolism could probably kick start a train."

"Kami need sugar," Lord said sucking the sweet. "It is a large part of our makeup, like water and sunlight, without all three, we can wither and die."

"Like a plant,"George joked but stopped laughing when Lord D nodded. "What exactly is a Kami?"

"Son's of the first man before the fall. We are called Kami, Sidhe, Fairy's and Pookah's, Elves by some and Spirits by others. As time passed we gave up the parts of us that are human, choosing to allow our bodies to become more plant and animal like, now we are a mixture of all three, plant human and animal. We do not age, we will never die on our own, but we can be killed or die in childbirth as it is difficult to separate child from parent."

"But it has gotten better now," George said. "I mean, childbirth."

"There is still some danger to me, but father says that I am strong," Lord D smiled then looked sad. "It is a danger that my son will never again know."

"What?" George said when it seemed as if Lord D would weep he offered him another piece of candy.

"I'm barren," George looked up to see Count D entering the room. "Kura-Chan, help O-Gi Chan smile," Count D handed the bundle of blue lace to his father and baby cooed blowing kisses to his grandsire.

"You can't be, you have children." George said looking at the small baby.

"Nonetheless, I will have no more," Count D offered a small smile full of regret then he looked at his father. "Rain said that you could rest in his bedroom, the plants like you."

"Thank you," Lord D got to his feet and weaved. George was quick to catch him and help support the baby in his arms. Lord D opened his mouth for the sugar cube that Count D put into it. "I'll be fine," Lord D assured George. "I want you to bathe in the water of a Kirin, you should be fine. I can not cure your lungs, but, your skin can be purified of all that has laid waste to it. Most of it self inflicted," Lord D sent a frown George's way that was ruined by a yawn.

"What does he mean the water of a Kirin? He wants me to bathe in beer?" George asked heading back downstairs amazed that Count D let him hold the baby.

"Beer? No he wants you to bathe in the bathwater of a Kirin." Count D explained they went downstairs to find their family and friends all sitting ready to enjoy breakfast.

"I don't think I want to bathe in someone else's bathwater," George's distaste was evident in his voice. "Who is this Kirin anyway?"

"A Kirin is a sacred beast of Asia, kin to the Unicorn and Pegasus, a holy creature, it's bathwater is used in the Queen's garden, as an elixir and purifier. Father wants you to be purified, he might even have you drink a cup before you bathe."

"I am not drinking someone else's bathwater," George shook his head he had done many things in his life, many things, but drinking used bathwater not his own was not on his to do list of life.

"You're not understanding what a Kirin is," Count D said with a roll of his eyes. Leon laughed taking his baby from George while Count D sat down at the table. "Perhaps I can convince Sohki to show you his true shape."

"You mean, like the dragon did and Hydran?" George said then his eyes widened. "Wait a minute, Hydran is a pegasus, and is shaped like a pegasus, Laton is a dragon and is shaped like a dragon... What is Jhaymes?" George recalled Jhaymes claiming that he belonged to him now, but what did that entail? Would he be sleeping with an animal if he did become lovers with him?

"Not in the way you think," Bikky said again surprising Ryo with his dragon sage. "Things on Arcadia are mystical in a way and the species become more like races with human being the common denominator. He can be a human when in bed and fly the skies as a bird of flames."

"You haven't been in bed have you?"Rain asked then blushed and looked down at his plate when George merely raised his brows at him. He could smell Jhaymes scent on George but it was light and fading, not like a complete immersion the way Ryo was all over Dee and vice versa.

"What Bikky is trying to say," Ryo said with a smile hoping to spare Rain further embarrassment. "Is that with Arcadia, the rules are a little different. When he is shaped like a human, he is a human, true he displays extraordinary powers and flame throwing techniques, but he sports the double helix like the rest of us." Ryo sighed and handed George his plate of food. "My mother chose to live and die as a human."

"Your mother, the princess?" George said wondering why Jhaymes had not joined them for breakfast.

"She was a golden dragon, much like Alicia I am told. Alicia is carrying my child." Ryo explained with a smile. "While you guys are recording I am going to pop over and visit with her. Dee would you like to come."

"Yeah," Dee smiled. "She got that baby cause I made you scream." Dee said with a wink at George when Ryo threw a biscuit at him he laughed as it bounced off his head. Count d was discreet as he picked up the biscuit and sat on a plate.

"Yamete, hentai-yo!" Ryo said his face red.

"D," Rain said having emptied his plate without saying another word or looking at George. "Want to work out?" Count D nodded and got to his feet. He doffed his top layer leaving it with Leon he entered the backyard in his sleeveless shift and leggings. Ryo looked after them and sighed. He looked at George then at Bikky who shrugged and followed them out into the yard.

"Count D said we are doing well enough now that he wants to introduce us to swords and staffs. Cool huh?" Bikky left them alone before Ryo could utter a word

Break

'Ball Brawl!' Naughty Boy George.' 'Kissing Booth George.' Were just a few of the headlines George perused while waiting for Jhaymes to call. "In 'Kissing Booth George.' There were pictures of him with Jon last year, Heaven at the ball and Count D at the mall. There was also one from the ball with Rain's lips plastered on his. Of course they did not print that the boy had been trying to perform emergency medical aid preferring to print that he was some sort of horny monster sleeping with everyone in town including Ryo and Dee. A patron of the Sunshine Learning Center had claimed to have seen him groping Ryo in public. "I did not grope you," George complained tossing the paper aside. "I patted your bum."

"I told you both when you did it that people would suspect naughty threesomes." Ryo said with a laugh excusing himself to empty the dishwasher.

"Suspect, ha what a laugh, convicted without a fair trial," George tossed his hair. "If only they knew that the only naughty things going on around here happens in your bedroom." George complained and Dee laughed.

"You mean Jhaymes is a little slow on the uptake?" Leon said laughing with Dee.

"There is no uptake," George groused. "Or how about there is up, no take."

"But I scent him on you," Ryo said re-entering the den. "I hope Lord D wakes up before they are done. Looks like little D is really giving it to them." He told JJ after looking into the backyard and seeing both Rain and Bikky laying in the grass panting and Count D standing waiting for them to attack him again. "It is not strong, but it is there."

George held up his hand saying nothing he wiggled his fingers. He noted Lyo staring at him and stuck his tongue out offering the boy candy which he took and passed it to his friends. JJ rushed after to monitor the little ones consumption. "Have a little patience," Count D laughed and George looked at his cell, still no call. He wondered what was up with Jhaymes. He claimed he wanted to be his lover and yet he ignored him the day after the declaration. George went through the day withdrawing from the visitors and Ryo and Dee. He remained in his room throughout dinner and went to bed in tears.

Break

It was a somber group that trudged into the consulate on Wednesday. George had spent all of Tuesday in his room eating junk food when he bothered to eat at all. "There is a reasonable explanation I am sure," Ryo patted his arm.

"I am not expecting him to call every day, but a hi, how are you? Would be nice," George said fearing he was doomed to love men who thought nothing of him or his feelings. Rain frowned following them into the consulate, he had a few things he would like to say to Jhaymes, none of them pleasant. When he had called yesterday a maid had said that Jhaymes was indisposed and was not taking calls, even when George had told them his name and that he was dating Jhaymes he could not get through.

"Why don't you guys head off to rehearsal and I will go see if Zarro sent him on some top secret mission," Ryo said dragging Dee with him. Rain took George's hand and lead him down the palatial hallway. The facade of the consulate had vanished as soon as the door of the building closed leaving them in the palace of Arcadia.

"You know it's funny," Rain said trying to lighten George's mood upon entering the spacious room with hard wood floors and walls of windows and mirrors. It looked more like a ballet studio than a recording studio except for the microphone's and headsets. There were also musical instruments strewn about. "Julie's aunt called her mom giving them both grief about her dating me after seeing me in paper kissing you. I told them I was not kissing you."

George laughed and shook his head at Rain. "No matter what you say, the public will prefer to believe the more scandalous story. He fact that you are severely underage is just adding fuel to their self-righteous fire."

"I'm not that young," Rain complained. "In three years I'll be legal."

"What are you planning?" George asked with a giggle moving off to greet the band. He looked down the hall that Ryo and Dee had vanished into and wished to go with them. Instead he went through the paces of tuning up his voice.

Break

Zarro sat on the plush pillow of his throne with a small white kitten in his lap purring loudly in the large throne room. Victoria, as a lioness, sat beside her human looking husband licking another kitten clean despite it's grumbled mewling. "Bath time," Zarro laughed looking at one of the younger litters that was next in line to be bathed by the high queen of Arcadia. Though it squirmed, it dared not run from the room.

"Your majesty," Ryo said bringing the king's eyes back to him. He had posed his question, Zarro had laughed then asked about the small fairy that had wanted to go live with George. "I recall asking if you sent Jhaymes off somewhere," Ryo tried for patience when the king seemed to be ignoring him. Instead of answering he sat the current kitten down and picked up the freshly bathed one to pat down it's fur which stood on end from the queen's tongue while she moved on to the last one waiting. Dee cringed when the large cat licked the cub all over.

"You did, didn't you?" Zarro said dropping his head to the side and gazing at Ryo and Dee. "I didn't, did I?" He asked Victoria who looked up then back down at her cub to finish his bath. "He is here, in his room with Alera."

Ryo and Dee left the room arm in arm. "He's in an odd mood," Ryo remarked to Dee as they headed to the Phoenix rooms in the palace.

"Baby," Dee said when Ryo knocked on the door. "It's not a mood, that cat's as wonky as they come." Ryo nodded in agreement then gasped at the crash he heard on the other side of the door. Ryo sent an alarmed look at Dee before he pushed the door open. He caught a brief glimpse of green and Dee called out. "Jhaymes, Alera."

"We're here," Alera said from behind the wall of the main salon. "We really are indisposed, would you mind coming back next week?"

"We'll be back at work next week, you know we only took an extra week off for our anniversary." Ryo said inching closer to the door. "We came by because I wanted to speak with Jhaymes."

"I'm indisposed, try again next week," Jhaymes said his voice sounding oddly hollow.

"George does not understand why you said you wanted him and then proceeded to ignore him. I think he deserves an explanation." Ryo said annoyed with the secrecy of the siblings.

"I can't see him right now, and I can't dial a phone, will you just tell him that my every heart beat is his."

"Such drivel should come from the one spouting it," Dee said he heard a cough and blast of green flames shot out from the side of the room followed by a sneeze and silver flames.

"You could just call him up and let him know what is going on," Ryo said inching around the corner he halted and gasped, Dee crashing into his back at the sudden stop. They both stared in horror at the two ratty birds that smoldered. Flames and feather's littered the marble floor of their nesting room a separate room from their salon and bedrooms.

"What am I supposed to say?" Jhaymes said his wings drooped at his sides. "Sorry sweetheart, can't take you out, I'm molting."

"Oh," Dee said.

"My," Ryo finished the thought of his lover and sighed. This was a predicament.

Break

Count D sat in his chair sipping his tea and almost hated to sign his name on the bottom of the contract. This was not the first time he had sent a Gokurakachyo out to live with humans, he only hoped that it would not end in such tragedy as the last time. The large wings fluttered in contentment as the man who now owned him carried him out on his arm. Count D sighed praying that this time would be different.
Powdered Sugre 36

Strange and Beautiful

Rain watched as George went through the vocal workouts. When Daphnus called a halt for a break Rain made his way over to George. "Smile... please," Rain called up a bright wind to lift George's hair around his head. George smiled but the tears in his eyes was enough to make Rain want to pummel Jhaymes, but knew that he stood little to no chance against him.

"I just wish I understood,"George said with a sigh. "I think maybe... I just don't know." George sat down on a stool. George looked out the window to the sky and in his mind he recalled Jhaymes arms around him as they had flown the bright Arcadian skies. "You know, usually Carni-rides make me vilely ill, but... in his arms, I was fine riding that Pegasus."

"You'll see," Rain found himself saying while he sighed. George was so beautiful, he could not imagine anyone wanting to hurt him. "I'll bet wherever he is, he is thinking of nothing but you." George smiled, he hoped so, because he could not help thinking of nothing but him.

Break

"You look like hell," Dee said with a laugh as he looked at Jhaymes. Jhaymes could not even refute the statement. In fact, he sneezed green flames that Ryo deflected from Dee.

"I know, if he see's me like this..." Jhaymes sneezed again and Dee jumped back. "Not to mention I could set him on fire." Jhaymes sat down then held out a wing to Dee. "Ryo is too much for me even at my best. But Dee, could I borrow your arm?"

"What?" Dee backed away.

"I can't hold a pen right now, but I want to send him a message. If you pull one of my feathers, it will be my handwriting." Jhaymes explained offering Dee his wing again. Dee grasped one of the smoldering feathers and pulled afraid that he might hurt Jhaymes. Jhaymes yanked back leaving the pin feather in Dee's hand. Ryo left the room in search of a notepad and came back with elegant stationary. "I'll dictate a letter," Jhaymes said when Dee pulled a chair over and sat down holding the pad of paper. Jhaymes threw his head back and emitted a series of musical notes.

"How am I supposed to write that?" Dee asked as Jhaymes continued to sing then gasped as his arm moved on it's own. He looked down at his hand seeing handwriting not his own. It was a neat script and not a blotch from the inkwell that the feather was dipped in over and over again. Dee smiled and sat still while his hand wrote several pages.

When Jhaymes was silent and his name signed at the bottom of the page he walked over to salon moving his head to indicate that Ryo should follow him. "In the desk, second drawer there is a box." Ryo took the small box and could not help the urge to open it and look inside. He gasped at the intricate necklace that reposed on a tiny black velvet cushion. "I had planned to give it to him after... You know, our first... together..." Jhaymes paused and his nares turned an even darker shade of green.

"I don't think I have ever seen a bird blush." Dee laughed when Jhaymes lowered his head.

"But could you please with the letter, give it to him?" Jhaymes said his eyes drooping.

"Yes," Ryo said closing the box again. Jhaymes went back into the nesting area laying on his mats.

"Can you please leave now?" Alera said coughing white flames she went to lay beside her brother. "We need our rest." Dee nodded his head taking the letter and the box, he and Ryo departed. They walked the halls hand in hand hearing the sound of the rehearsal long before they rounded the corner. Ryo and Dee stood silently in the doorway while George sang with Andy. "Reach out and touch, somebody's hand, make this world a better place, if you can..."

Rain and Kenneth came in singing along. "Just try..."

"If you see an old friend on the street... And he's down, Remember, his shoes could fit your feet..." Andy paused as George stopped singing he looked at Ryo and Dee a hopeful glimmer in his eyes.

"I can see we are not going to get any more out of you today," Daphnus sighed then glared at Ryo and Dee for interrupting their session. "Go..." Daphnus waved George away then rolled his eyes as he scampered from the area.

"Is he alright?" George asked before Ryo could say anything.

"He is perfectly normal... for him," Ryo explained unsure what to say to George that would not seem weird. "But he will not be out for a few more days."

"Yeah he and Alera are..."Daphnus nearly bit his lip when he received a mental jog from Nestoir.

"They are under a special sort of quarantine for a while," Dee tried to do damage control.

"Yeah, Zarro does not want his palace on fire..." Daphnus paused again having received a stronger kick from Nestoir his brain buzzed a moment then settled down. "Stop that." He demanded turning to glower at the other high prince.

"What's really going on?" George asked looking from the princes to Ryo and Dee then back again.

"Nothing to worry about," Ryo said handing him the letter and the box. "But Jhaymes asked us to give you this."

"You saw him? Can I?" George asked looking down the hall.

"Not in your best interest right now," Dee steered him away from the door and sat him on one of the empty chairs around the room. "He could sneeze and kill you." Dee muttered too low for George to hear, he was not paying attention anyway for Ryo had opened the box showing him the necklace inside. George stared at the large pendant of a rampant bird it's wings spread wide seeming to be made of emerald and diamond flames the white gold and platinum filigree setting gleamed in the sunlight.

"This was made by the same person," George said looking at the bracelet that Jhaymes had given him for his birthday. "The detail is too similar."

"You mean, you don't know," Andy said walking over to George and clicking her wrist together. George gasped as she pulled her sword and showed him the hilt with the deep purple jewels and diamonds. "These were all made by the same person."

George stared at the weapon then at his bracelet and the necklace his heart speeding up and skipping a few beats. Gentle fingers were traced along the design as tears gathered. "Jhaymes made this?" He said the words soft and Ryo watched as the most beautiful smile came to his face. Ryo nudged Dee as Andy backed away leaving George to his letter. Rain sighed seeing George so engrossed in his letter he was jolted as his cell phone began the theme song for Sailor Moon.

"Great," Daphnus complained when Rain excused himself. "Now we are losing you too. If this is going to be the pace of the entire summer, we may as well plan for a New Years release instead of thanksgiving as we had planned, you know friends and family."

"Friends huh," Bikky said with a grin as Rain went off with his phone. "I had to do a report for school, seems more like villains and victims if you ask me. I mean, a bunch of Europeans come over to 'The New World', find a bunch of peaceful tribes and try to steal their land, change their religion and rape their women. Then had the nerve to brand them savages, how fun is that?" Bikky felt a gust of wind around him and looked for Rain only to see him still on the cell. Out the window he saw Wyld Wynd flying by giving him an approving nod.

Daphnus nodded his agreement with Bikky. "But that is not, in a sense, what we celebrate. We should allow the past mistakes of generations long dead to pass away with them. What should be attempted is a remembrance of the proud race that the Natives are. The ideal of two nations coming together in peace and in friendship is what should be the cumulation of the holiday. We are still in times when prejudice, ignorance and hatred are running amok I am hoping that one day our children can honestly say that they have a world where race, creed, species even, does not matter. But I also know that the only way the world will ever know peace is if there is only one man left on it. For surely if one man has something, the other will want more and is willing to fight and die in order to take it."Daphnus sighed looking sad. "Sorry young MaClean, I don't mean to jade you so young."

"Nothing I did not already know," Bikky said patting Daphnus hand he went to call Carol wondering if she would be willing to come over for dinner tonight.

Break

Count D sighed, he looked at the customer, a young woman in all black clothing. Chains hung about her hips and from there dropped down to her knees. Her hair was spiked at least three feet in some places and frizzy in others it too was jet black while black lip stick was on her mouth and Kohl lined her eyes. She had silver piercings in her brows, lips and at least five in each ear. Norma fluttered her wings where she perched on the young woman's shoulder oddly dark against the pale face of the patron. '-Are you sure about this?-' Count D asked in Mandarin to which the bat squeaked and nodded. Count D sighed, then smiled signing his name to the contract. Business as usual. He supplied the incense and the three rules feeling his heart sink in sadness as Norma left the shop. He hoped it would not be the last he ever saw of her.

Break

'Sweetheart,

I am hoping that this letter is finding you well and brings a smile to your face. Even if I am not there to see it I am not so selfish as to deny others the pleasure of the expression. I regret that I can not be with you today, and that there are still some days yet that I must stay away from you. Please know that I would face anything to be at your side, but the one thing I can not face is harm to you which is what would be the ultimate result of my presence. If I have not yet told you, let me do so now... I love you. I never wanted these words to be said in a letter, I was hoping for rose petals and champagne, the glitter of starlight shining in your eyes. As well as my scent all over you from the love we've made.

It is strange to me and beautiful, the things I feel when I am with you, or near you, or even if I should just happen to think of you. I have never met anyone like you so willing to give of yourself. So willing to offer and accept love. You are kind and marvelous in a way that I have never known before. You have won the hearts of the Dragon King and Queen of Arcadia as well the youngest Prince and his consort. You rode a pegasus, and had lunch with mermaids, touched the heart of a soul wounded wind rider, and earned the fierce devotion of a dragon in human skin, young though he may be I sense greatness in Ryo's oldest son.

My heart stood no chance the moment you walked into the consulate, wounded and haunted, brokenhearted and sad, but smiling. You are so brave to face a heartless and cruel world as you do and Oh, my love how I admire you. No, I not only admire you, I adore you. I long for the moment when you are fully mine with the surest passion as the sun displays shining on the world for all to see. The fire in my loins pales in comparison to the fire in my heart that blazes your name in a song of glory. You send me to new heights of delight with just the touch of your lips, your hand could be the death of me and yet I look forward to dieing a thousand deaths in your arms.

Please shed not another tear in despair for my heart is yours and I desire none but you. As soon as I am able I will fly to your side and take you in my arms. Until then I will dream of the shade of your eyes as they gazed upon mine.

My every heart beats a devoted note to only you

Jhaymes

The last piece of the little light green and silver paper fell to George's lap to mingle with the tears he had shed. "George," He looked up to see Rain concerned and smiled brilliantly at the young man. "Are you alright?"

"Oh... Rain," George said carefully picking up the tear stained papers and holding them to his heart. "How is this possible?"

"How? I don't know what you are talking about," Rain said he sat on the floor at George's feet and looked up at him. His eyes shone from within at the sight of George blushing and smiling, crying and yet he seemed delighted. Rain sighed and propped his chin in his folded hands as he gazed at George.

"I... He... Oh gosh," George brought up a hand to his brow as his heart seemed to palpitate, he looked up alarmed as Ryo dashed to his side with his inhaler. "No, no I am fine," George assured Ryo who sighed. "I think... Oh... Gosh."

"Are you sure?" Ryo asked for George's cheeks were red, he was weeping and yet his smile was devastating in its beauty. "Dee and I are on our way to see Alicia now, we'll be a few hours. Do you need anything?" George shook his head and wiped his face on a handkerchief.

"Why is he so wonderful?" George whispered and took the necklace from the box. He held the delicate creation in his hand and brought it to his lips.

"He's in love with you," Ryo said. He took the necklace and went behind George who lifted his hair out of the way so that Ryo could close the clasp. "And you are in love with him." George gasped realizing that it was true. He sat as if stunned allowing his hair to fall around him.

"Dear God, I am aren't I?" George said with a sigh. "What now?"

"Well, you love each other right?" Rain said not sure why he had the sudden urge to weep. "The rest will come from that, you'll see." Ryo took Rain aside before he and Dee left. "Ryo?" Rain said sitting on the window ledge overlooking the bright garden of the Queen of Arcadia.

"Rain... Do you," Ryo paused not sure how to approach such a sensitive subject with his son. "Do you... Like George?"

"Of course I do, he is wonderful and so kind and talented and gosh, beautiful." Rain gushed, turned dark red and shut his mouth. "Who wouldn't like him?"

"I mean seriously," Ryo said and turned Rain to face him when the boy looked away. "Romantically?"

Rain stared out at the garden saying nothing and Ryo watched as he became fascinated with the sight of several elves walking through the garden, a common enough sight that it should have deserved no more than a passing glance. "I...I'm not gay okay," Rain said after a lengthy pause. Rain did not want Ryo to worry about him and he sighed. He thought of the first time he had seen George, of the startled kinship he felt and of Slyphe's ready acceptance of him. "It's just that George is George and he is unique. I want to kiss him and hold him and..." Rain paused when he heard Ryo gasp.

Ryo tried not to be shocked, not only was Rain fantasizing about George, but he thought himself a suitable top. "Rain, George is involved now."

"I know all that and I have Julie, so nothing can come of these feelings." Rain firmed his lips and blinked rapidly. "I just don't understand why I have them, he's a man, I know, but Ryo I think I love him. I want him. We are both involved, so I can't do anything about it."

"Not to mention he is too old for you," Ryo gentled his voice and placed a hand on Rain's shoulder. "You are only fifteen, he is in his twenties."

"You'd have to arrest him," Rain said stepping further away from his fantasy of George.

"And give you a bare-assed spanking," Ryo nodded and laughed when Rain widened his eyes and gaped at him. "It takes two and I have faith that he would do the right thing and turn you down, but I hope you understand that love can take many forms. George is beautiful, no one can deny it and he is talented and all that you say, it is alright to love him, but you can't have him. Besides, Ame-Chan... He is happy now, be happy for him." Rain nodded and hugged Ryo before sending him on his way. Rain rejoined the group for the rehearsal unable to meet Andy's knowing gaze.

Break

Leon returned home from work to find Count D weeping. He leaned over the sofa his cheeks and nose red while his eyes matched, bloodshot and overflowing. He was in full bodied sobs when Leon entered staring at him in horror. "Baby?" Leon rushed to his side unable to fathom what could have upset him. "What happened?"

"Oh, Leon," D sobbed as Leon picked him up and sat with him in his arms. "Today, Norma left the shop and it finally hit me, I mean it really hit me. Everything that happened, everything that it meant. I... I really am barren. I said it the other day so easily and now it feels as if a part of me is gone and... Oh Leon." Count D broke down acknowledging his grief for the first time since his father had explained what Dae had done to him so long ago. He had buried the pain deep, deep enough that he could get through the pregnancy thinking only of the life of his child but now. He could no longer hide from it and he feared it would rend him in two. "I am a Kami, a being of light and life and I can no longer bring forth life. Before Aoi was born the notion was foreign to me, not even a tentative thought. In fact I could not believe I was carrying. I was terrified, but... It is a natural part of me. Of what I am and I... I can't bring forth life."

"Oh no D," Leon said patting the trembling back. "You are light and you are life, you are my life. You and Jewel and Leon Jr. You gave me that, never think otherwise. Chris is able to speak today because of you. You four are my family and I treasure you." Leon assured D he tilted his head back and kissed him deeply. "Please stop crying every tear you shed is like a knife in my soul."

D sniffled then wept anew. "I should have fought him harder, thought to use my powers, something, anything. He tried to abort my child and I was useless."

"No baby, no," Leon said with a lump in his own throat at seeing D so shattered. "You did what you could, which is more than any of us. And you survived and you gave me a son. A beautiful, healthy son. I thank you," Leon kissed D again then stood to his feet. Traversing the long halls was always like an adventure to Leon because he never really knew where he would end up. Somehow, he knew it was the magic of the shop, he always ended up where he needed to be. When he opened the door that appeared before him, he was amazed at the garden on the other side. "I love you D, let me show you." Leon carried D inside with a smile. He refused to shed tears for a future he did not know, but he would indeed celebrate the present and all that it held.

Count D's sniffle turned into a sigh at the feel of Leon's lips on his neck. "Leon," Count D rasped unable to catch his breath swamped under the onslaught of Leon's passion.

"I love you," Leon whispered in Count D's ear his breath warm on the sensitive skin. He drank in each shudder that left D's body, each gasp emitted from his succulent mouth. Moist lips parted and Leon drank his mouth as a thirsty man in a desert laps a bountiful stream groaning at the heady taste of D's arousal. The same sweet scent that had allured him, wild cherry blossoms in bloom, the same exotic taste that ensnared him greeted his mouth and nose. Leon felt as if he came alive his hands almost desperate as they fumbled with D's ties and buttons. This cheongsam seemed unnecessarily fussy and yet he knew the reward would be worth it.

"Will you love me? Leon," Count D sobbed burying his face in the neck that hovered above him in the soft grass. "Will you love me even is I wither from within?"

"As long as you have my love to sustain you, you should not worry about withering." Leon said looking down at D his mismatched eyes shining like jewels under the white wash of pale moonlight. "From the inside out I love you. Your body," Leon licked D from his left shoulder across his chest paying homage to his nipples then moving on to his right shoulder. "You mind," Leon placed a kiss on D's lips sliding his tongue inside he dueled with D's tongue. "Your heart," Leon lay his head on D's chest listening to the pitter-patter of D's fluttering heart. "Every part of you I love," Leon confessed and D looked into his deep blue eyes.

D could not get away from those eyes. Ever since they had met and Leon had sauntered into his shop accusing him of murder and drug trafficking and a host of other crimes, D had been trapped in those straightforward eyes. "Leon, love me," D begged wrapping his silk clad arms around Leon's neck glad when Leon pushed the falling material completely from his body leaving his delicate nude form laying on the pile of rumpling clothes. D tugged at Leon's shirt and with a thought the article was tossed aside. Leon undid his pants he stepped from them and dropped to the grass pulling D into his arms.

"I will, I will love you, I will always love you." Leon promised leaving his mark on D's neck. He moved all over D's body kissing and licking tasting and savoring. Just as D thought he could take no more Leon stopped and placed a large hand on his hip. D gasped to find himself being turned over on his stomach so that Leon could start all over again. Leon paused by the dip in the small of D's back he placed a warm kiss there while his fingers massaged the two peachy globes. "I love you now, yesterday and tomorrow, forever," Leon promised punctuating each word with a kiss to D's cheeks and finishing with a long lick in between them.

The cry that Count D released was music to Leon's ears mixed with pleas in Mandarin a sure sign that D was almost ready. Leon licked further pressing his fingers against the rosebud opening. D relaxed clenching his fingers in the fine garments he lay upon. "Ah... Oh..." Count D managed all thoughts leaving his brain. Leon's fingers always drove him mad. "Leon...Leon.. Inside... Oneigaishimasu," D begged turning over and spreading his legs. Leon chuckled softly taking D into his mouth. Leon pushed three fingers inside and pressed forward with them. He drank every drop as D convulsed underneath him. It was thick, this cream, sweet and addictive and Leon craved it if he was without for more that three days. He was glad that D never made him go without for more than two. "Leon," D sighed panting he reached for Leon and was gratified when his detective crawled over him bringing his legs up. Leon held the appendages with his arms as he placed himself for entry.

Pushing inside was always a delicious adventure in sensation and Leon closed his groaning at the tight feel. His mouth on D earlier and his own pre-release enough to gain him access, but he would have to go slow, go gently, for though D was relaxed from his orgasm, he was still tender inside. Leon wished he had thought to ask D to summon lubrication, but he knew D's pleasure fogged mind would be capable of nothing more than crying his name. It was a thought that pleased him. D hitched his hips meeting Leon's tentative thrusts with desperate movements spurring Leon to move faster inside of him. Leon could not hold back. He knew it would be over soon and he tried to slow his hips from the continued thrusting into D's willing body. D was having none of that. He locked his ankles around Leon's waist and placed a hand on each of Leon's bottom cheeks pulling him in faster and faster. Leon lost his head staring into those eyes he came. Copious amounts of his milky release entered D's body and he coated both of their belly's with another stream, testimony to his own enjoyment. Leon collapsed on top of D panting.

"I want you to tell me something," Leon said kissing D's face, his cheeks, his forehead, his nose and finally his lips. "Did I love you when I found out you could have kids, or was it long before that?"

D waited his breath catching in his throat and he found it difficult to swallow. He worked his throat convinced an audible sound would never get through but he was determined to answer Leon. "Before."

"Exactly," Leon said pulling D into his arms. "I will love you long after you can't. Forever." Leon promised his eyes closing. Leon sighed in contentment when he felt D relax against him.

"Forever," D promised laying his head against Leon.

Break

Chihaya sat watching as the waves poured over the sands and thought that the ebb and flow of the ocean was akin to the tidal waves of life. He loved Kagetsuya, but he could not help the guilt at ruining his career back on Eden. Who knows how far Kagetsuya could have gone if he had not had him for a partner? "You're looking down in the dumps." Kagetsuya said sitting beside his little lover on the sand and tucking him in the security of his arms.

"If you hadn't met me, you would probably have children by now," Chihaya whispered. "Sometimes, I wish I could be like the Kami and give you children, but I know that is impossible and I am sorry."

"Who say's it's impossible?" Kagetsuya said raising Chihaya's face. "We are similar in make up to the kami, but our desire for our partner as well as an act of will is needed."

"I don't understand," Chihaya said and wished he had payed more attention in physiology when he had been in school on Eden. Kagetsuya laughed and pressed Chihaya into the sand of their private little area of paradise.

"There is a lot still that I don't understand," Kagetsuya said placing nibbling kisses along his jawline. The sound of the waves was a calming backdrop the the gentle sigh Chihaya released. "If I had known you wanted children, I would have spoken with Lord D a while ago."

"Wait, me?" Chihaya gasped and was unable to say more when Kagetsuya pulled his shirt from him and tossed it to the sand. "I thought you wanted a baby. Whenever Count D or Lord D are over, you play with theirs and say how cute they are."

"Well, they are cute," Kagetsuya sat down beside Chihaya giving up on getting him out of the tiny shorts. Besides, he consoled himself. They had made love on the beach before and the sand got out of hand. It was embarrassing at the cafe the next day with the itching and carrying on they both did. "Doesn't mean I want one. Think about the responsibility that would entail. Maybe one day, but," Kagetsuya shrugged. "I mean, if you want one... I will,"Kagetsuya said with a smile. "Anything you want, I will try my best to get it for you." Chihaya felt tears in his eyes and he got to his feet. Beckoning to Kagetsuya Chihaya turned and ran up the beach. Kagetsuya took a moment to appreciate the slim legs firm and running down the beach before he got up with a laugh ad followed him.

Break

Long fingers drummed together as cold violet eyes watched the chief of police on television. The man was claiming that the crime rate in his city was down. He then went on to explain that he had some of the best officers on the force. The eyes narrowed listening to the officers that were named who had recently or even at one point won medals and honor as well as Arcadian recognition. Safe city huh? He ground his teeth and decided to accept the words as a challenge to his superior ability. "Florian," Dae called and the demon, wearing a female form this time in the hopes of gaining his master's attention and failing utterly as Hamanosuke was still warming the demon's bed. "Call all that will hear and have them assemble."

"Yes sir," Florian fluttered his eyes at Dae and hurried off to do his bidding.

"Listen to me," Dae said when his minions had appeared before him. "There is a nasty little rumor that this city is safe and it insults me. I want you all to go out there and commit any and every crime that you can think of. But avoid the law at all cost, immolate yourself if you have to. I want it to start out small, and get more and more outrageous. Leave no clues, I want the public terrified. When they can't turn to their heroes for answers the city will be ripe... Ripe for the plucking and I am feeling the need for some fresh fruit. Go," Dae pointed to the door and watched as his wraiths and warlocks, demons and scouts left to do his bidding.
Powdered Sugre 37

Say Hello to the Sun

'LA rocked by Royal invasion'- Last weekend's ball was the epitome of glittering high society. Pitting grand showmanship and fashion with passion and insults. True to form Her Royal Highness doled out insults with great disrespect for lifestyles and earned herself a physical reprimand from the high princess of Arcadia. HRH Calliope demanded some form of restitution even hinting that war could be declared. King Zarro has been quoted as laughing and saying. "I have no desire to engage in this silly squabble. She can declare all she wants, but I won't answer. Call it what you like I'm done with it." The High King of Arcadia laughed again then the line went dead. Princess Andromache has not been concerned with the incident at all and is quoted as saying. "A guest at her ball was having a severe medical emergency and she laughed, then insisted we stay when we were merely concerned for his health. She then decided to mock his and several more guests lifestyles one of them the prince of the eastern fire dragons and his consort. She showed a decided lack of diplomacy to our kingdom and if anyone should have the right to declare war it is Arcadia. And for the record, fifteen year old Rain Cloud MaClean, a prince of Arcadia, was not kissing Boy George, he was trying to administer mouth to mouth resuscitation. Thank you very much." All in all it was an eventful weekend for all.

Ryo sat the paper down and finished eating his eggs. George looked up and smiled at him. "That article was not at all toxic like the other ones."

"No," Ryo said showing George the writer. "This is Jeremy Jameson, JJ's cousin, he's living with the police commissioner."

"The commissioner is waving the flag? Wow, LA really is top notch for queers." George laughed and sipped his tea.

"I wouldn't say that," Dee said coming downstairs and George's eyes widened at the suspenders that held the shiny guns. Ryo had already caused him to drop his tea cup. Bikky, snickering, picked up the mess while Ryo had made him another cup. "We are tolerated because we do our job."

"Those guns probably make the transition a little easier," George said. Dee sat with a smirk and shrug. "We are going back to work today, and the boys are off to their own devices, is there anything you want to do today?" Dee asked watching as George slipped his sausages to Slyphe. The large cat purred rubbing along his legs as she sat and nibbled her treat.

"Actually yes," George said with a smile he looked up when a butterfly flew down and landed on his head. "Ponchi, I've asked you not to sit there." Bells seemed to tinkle, the sound of the fairy laughing. She bounced around a few times her wings fluttering before she hopped onto the table barely missing his breakfast as she landed. "Can you take me to Angel's boutique? He wants to work on a few designs with me." Ponchi folded her arms and sat on the edge of his plate her little face screwed in a pout. George reached down and allowed her to sit on the palm of his hand. He held her up to eye level appreciating the way the sun glinted off her bright blue hair and wings. "Would you like to come with me?" Ponchi leaped from his hand and tinkled spilling little flecks of dust. Slyphe, at George's feet, sneezed and looked up at the fairy with displeasure. "Alright, but you are not riding in my hair," George said and opened his pocket. Ponchi giggled and dived right in. He felt his pocket moving and looked down to see the tiny fairy moving his lip gloss and spare bobby pins around.

Rain laughed as things began to tumble out of George's pocket that the fairy tossed out. "Looks like she is getting comfortable."

"Hey," George complained picking up his things. He stared in awe as a tanned young woman with pointed and tufted ears and long bushy tail wearing white gauze handed him the lipstick. "Slyphe," He said staring at the new form of the young woman. "That's how you opened the door to my room,"George accused to which Slyphe laughed and shifted back to her lynx form. George wondered at the sudden change until he heard the doorbell.

"It's Erick and Terry, we are supposed to go to the park today, we'll take Lyo." Bikky said getting to his feet to answer the door. Bikky had just opened the door when Peter dashed past him. Ponchi squeaked and hid away in George's pocket.

"George, George," Peter said his eyes shining in glee. "Don Magely wrote that you were kissing everyone. Kiss me too." Peter puckered his lips and George stepped back as Erick pulled Peter back.

"I like that, if I so much as look at anyone," Erick groused looking at Rain. "You are bawling at me," Erick said with red cheeks he turned back to Peter. "And here you are begging a kiss off the man."

"I can't help it, he's so..." Peter sighed and tried to walk over to George but was stopped by a hissing Slyphe. "What?" Peter asked the snarling cat. "Only Rain's allowed?"

"I wasn't kissing him," Rain grumbled shaking his head he pulled his hair back attempting to sooth his cat. "You should read more than cheap society mags."

"The only one I will be kissing is Jhaymes," George announced sticking his tongue out he patted his pocket and waited for Ryo and Dee to finish up getting ready.

"Boys," Ryo said putting his jacket on over his weapons. "Since you are now fifteen and on summer break your new hours are ten and eleven." Bikky and Rain grinned, promised to be responsible and headed out. Erick looked sullenly at Peter and stomped out careful not to touch his young lover. "And Peter, Rain is right," Ryo said. "Don Magely is trash talking scum. Don't believe anything he writes."

Yeah," Dee laughed putting his jacket on. "He will have you believing we all have random orgies and George is the ringleader."

"What's an orgy?" Lyo piped up.

"You will immediately wipe that word from your vocabulary," Ryo said sending the boys off with a warning look at Dee while George laughed.

Lyo nodded then turned to Rain and Bikky. "Can we get ice cream?"

Break

Angel squealed in delight when George entered the shop and ushered him back to his work room. As soon as the door closed Ponchi left his pocket to perch on George's head amidst the ribbon tied braids. "Keeping a fairy in your pocket, how appropriate." Angel joked as he pulled out his fabrics.

"Oh stop," George tapped his arm then moved Ponchi from his head. "I don't know why you like it up there. Now, let's see," George sat down with a pad of white, lace cut paper. "Mind if I write a letter first?"

"No go ahead, I'll go get us some lunch," Angel left George alone in his work room with his paper.

"Ponchi," George said summoning the little fairy. "Are you sure you can deliver this to Jhaymes?" Ponchi hopped up and down and George took it to mean yes. Her tinkling and sprinkling of dust covering his hands. George smiled and tickled her with his pinkie then settled down to write. When Angel returned to the room it was to find George deeply engrossed in his letter.

"Dumpling!" George looked up as Torcha entered with Angel helping him to carry the trays of food. "Since Ryo and Dee went to work and the boys are off on their vacation I decided to be the dragon at your side today." George smiled at her then went back to his letter while Angel set his soup, sandwich and iced tea around him.

"Thank you Angel, thank you Torcha for assuring my safety." George added a few more lines to his letter then freshened his lipstick. Angel giggled when George pressed his lips to the page leaving an imprint. "Alright." George sealed the envelope after rubbing each page on his wrist to seal in his scent for Jhaymes. "Are you sure?" Ponchi grabbed the letter in her tiny hands vanishing out the window before George could ask her again. "Torcha, do you really think the incubus will come after me again?"

Torcha sat down and nibbled a large turkey leg that Collins had made for her. "It is not in the nature of that beast to give up." Torcha said she adjusted her lemon yellow and emerald green skirt around her knees and folded her hands neatly in her lap. "But do not worry, he'll get what's coming to him." George smiled at the tiny dragon queen. He began to eat his lunch with a great smile on his face. When they began to go over fabrics and designs Torcha became bored. "I am going to go peruse your racks Angel. I'll smell if something comes near the vicinity." Torcha waved at them then vanished into the boutique.

Break

The chief paced inside of Ryo and Dee's office. "There has been a wave of crime since you guys decided that you needed an extra week off."

"This is petty street stuff," Dee said tossing the file back at the chief. "Pick pockets, burglary, corner store lifting, uniforms can handle it. When you get a homicide, come see us." Ryo hid his smirk behind his coffee mug. Tasting the foul brew he coughed. It had been too long since he had drank the concoction he feared his immunity was gone. "You okay?" Dee asked getting up to pat Ryo on the back.

"Yeah, don't drink the coffee," Ryo pushed the cup aside. "Tastes like Slyphe used it for dunking her vermin in." Ryo gave one last cough then addressed the chief. "Sir, he is right. This is not our department. I do regret that the petty criminals have taken this opportunity to grow more bold in their endeavors, but perhaps increasing the number of patrols of uniforms and maybe even have on duty cops out of uniform on the streets that would deter the crime rate."

"Yes, well that is what I planned, I just thought you should know," The chief blustered leaving the office.

"Ever the diplomat," Dee said placing a kiss behind Ryo's ear. He was still nibbling the appendage when Leon entered the office.

"Welcome back boys," Leon grinned then handed them the file he was working on. "Odd case here, a channel swimmer was found dead."

"Homicide?" Ryo flipped open the file.

"Has to be," Leon said with a grim smirk.

"Cause of death?" Dee sad peering over Ryo's shoulder.

Leon sighed then sat down on an empty chair. "He drowned."

Break

Torcha looked through the elegant clothes made in fun patterns and selected a few. She moved on to long shirts and short skirts just as an obnoxiously familiar face wandered into the shop. He moved over to a table where a group of young girls were sipping floaties. Collins' version of root beer floats except the patron chose their own ice cream flavor and soda. Don Magely sat down with the girls. "Hey there girls. I hear that Boy George entered this Cafe a while ago. Can you tell me what he had to eat?" Don asked looking around for George knowing full well that he was not out there having peeped in through the window for some time.

"We don't know what he had for lunch. Angel and some beautiful woman carried in covered trays a while ago. She came back out." One of the girls said sipping from her straw.

"We are waiting for him to come out so we can get his autograph. We love coming here, we have seen Rain and Bikky, all of the Arcadians at one point or another as well as the famous detectives."

"That's nice," Don said looking at the closed office door. "How long have you girls been waiting?"

One of them looked down at her watch then smiled. "This is our third hour waiting. But we'll wait all day if we have to, we are big fans of Boy George."

"Three hours huh?" Don said with a knowing grin. "Wonder what they are finding to keep occupied in there." Don stood and went to listen at the door.

Break

Ponchi flew in through the window and Jhaymes gasped. He coughed a blast of Green flames and the little fairy covered herself in a bubble of shining bubble of light. "What's that you have there?" Jhaymes stepped forward leaving a trail of feathers smoldering on the floor . "That's from George," Jhaymes shuffled over and sat down. "Will you show it to me?" Ponchi bobbled in the air she opened the envelope and pulled out the first page holding it up in front of Jhaymes. The scent of Gardenia's came to him.

Dearest Jhaymes,

I was delighted to receive your letter. Such raw emotions. I admire your honesty and bravery. I fear that I feel the same for you. Yes, there it is, out for all to see... I love you. I was shocked and amazed by this fact, and yet delirious with happiness. I have met many people in my life and yet not one of them was as honest and caring as you. You genuinely care for me. Thank you for being as wonderful as you are. I was afraid of myself, maybe I love too fast, maybe I love too much, but I promise that I won't fear love. I won't not ever. If I feel an emotion I will declare it, so let me say again, I love you...

Jhaymes continued reading the letter feeling his heart swell as George promised to be patient and wait for him to return. There were a few spicy references that made Jhaymes long for his human form and the ability to make good on George's promises of passion. The letter finished with the signature, Your sweetheart, Georgie

Ponchi tinkled a giggle while Jhaymes sang an answering letter to her. Keeping her eyes closed so as not to read the private letter she allowed her small form to be used for the romantic purpose smiling brightly. Ponchi flew out of the window the same way she entered only followed by four friends.

Break

Angel laughed in delight clapping his hands as George drew several circles on a jacket they were designing. "Chains here, gold... No, white gold and jewels." George laughed aloud when Angel jumped up and down. "Yes darling perfect, right there." Angel cooed loudly reaching over George's shoulder he drew a few lines here and there. "Yes! Yes!"

"Marvelous," George laughed pushing his hair back he leaned over the desk. "This is delightful, we must do it more often."

Don stood outside the door then brought up his hand held recorder. "I am standing outside the work room of Angel Shunard, the designer to the stars and royalty. He has been inside for hours with Boy George while his known lover, Tom Collins, is working away in the kitchen. What are they finding to do? I can't tell you but I did overhear the words. Yes, Yes, right there, chains and Marvelous. Words spoken by both the occupants of the room. I hope no one here will leave with a broken heart yet it seems as if trouble follows Boy George wherever he goes. Last week at the mall several tables were turned over as he started a fight with his ex lover after they were cozying up with a bowl of sweets which Jon was seen to be licking from his face. The next night at a ball honoring Princess Calliope, he claimed that a knight of Arcadia was his boyfriend and spent the evening dancing with him. Jon and this knight almost came to blows. He has been staying with Detectives MaClean and Laytner and speculation about the level of the physical relationship escalated when Boy George was seen stroking MaClean's bottom in public and the two were later filmed buying lingerie and sexual lubricant. LA may not be ready for the revolution of Boy George and we will all breath a sigh of relief when he heads back to his side of the pond."

"Hello," Don looked down at Torcha when she appeared beside him just as the door opened and Angel bounced out. Don dismissed the small Asian woman turning his eyes to Angel and George.

"Ah..." Angel turned his eyes to Don and lowered his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"Just fishing around for a random interview." Don smiled winking at George standing behind Angel. "Are you willing?"

"No," George stalked past Don but paused when Don asked loudly. "Is it true that Ryo likes it when you kiss his ears?"

"I never kiss his ears, I wouldn't know," George groused.

"Well, where do you kiss?" Don asked his leer enough to turn George's stomach.

"Have you ever had a spiked dildo stuffed up your arse?" George asked his cheeks red with disgust at the slimy journalist. George shoved away from the man taking Queen Torcha's arm he escorted her to a table in the cafe. "Rude is what he is."

"Does he annoy you?"Torcha asked looking back at Don just as he replayed his earlier recorded message.

George rolled his eyes and answered. "Severely." Unsure why Torcha seemed so deep in thought.

"That will be in the paper in the morning unless you give me a counter interview. If I have nothing else to print..." Don let the words hang in the air with a heavy sigh as if he regretted his choice. "What will your boyfriend think when he reads this?"

"Print what you want,"George fumed his voice rising drawing the attention of several of the patrons who had yet to notice that he had left the work room. "You filthy wanker. Those involved know the truth and Jhaymes trusts me." George said omitting the fact that Jhaymes would be able to smell another on him so he really had no reason to fret about the article.

"Listen here, you cross-dressing freak," Don said close to George all pretense of congeniality vanished as he spoke low so that only George could hear. Torcha bristled as her keen Dragon senses picked up every word. "I will launch an ad campaign against you so vile you'll have no choice but to leave the country in shame complete album or not."

"Are you threatening me?" George narrowed his eyes.

"Excuse me," Torcha said. She was all smiles as she interposed her body in between the two men. "If you need something to print, why not interview me?"

"Who are you?" Don asked giving her a once over spending an obnoxious amount of time staring at her bosoms.

"If you did more than try to sniff out scandal," Angel said standing beside Torcha keeping George away from him. "You would recognize the Eastern Dragon Queen of Arcadia, her majesty Torcha." Angel and George bowed at the title to which Torcha released a cute giggle.

"Queen huh, sure, let's go somewhere we can talk... alone." He waggled his brows at the lovely young woman before him and inclined his head to Angel's office. Without asking Angel he escorted Torcha inside and shut the door.

"He'll meet a sticky end for sure," George gasped at the soft words spoken near his ear. "Hello pretty," Heaven said her white garments seeming to glisten in the bright sunlight. "Ryo and Dee are going to be a little late tonight, so when you are done here, Torcha is to bring you to the shop. The Honlon would like to keep you in her garden until they can retrieve you."

"Oh, but Ponchi won't know where to find me," George said worried about the tiny fairy.

"Ha ha," Heaven laughed patting his arm. "Pretty should not worry about such things. Go sit and work on your songs. Ponchi will find you just fine, especially if you are in the shop." George thought for a moment more unsure about leaving the little butterfly alone. "She'll be there, you'll see." Heaven said and George sat down with a cup of spiced chai. He did indeed pull out his journal and begin to write. It was not long before Torcha joined him. "To the shop then?" Heaven asked giving Torcha a wide grin. George was lost in thought and did not notice the secret smiles that passed between

the queen and the hybrid.

Break

Leon walked with Ryo and Dee to the shop just as Bikky and Rain arrived with Lyo and Chris. "Wow, boys, just made it." Dee joked checking his watch. "Chris, does Little D know you are out this late?"

"Yeah, he said I could stay with Rain and Bikky, we were at Erick and Terry's playing their new dragon quest game. Rain beat it in one sitting, we never even got a chance to play it was just cool to watch him at it." Chris gushed he was silent as the door opened and he saw George sitting on the sofa looking drawn and worried. Lyo sat beside him patting his arm. "Georgie," Chris hopped over. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, hello Chris," George said trying to smile at the young man. "Ryo, Dee, I fear I may have made a grave mistake."

"What happened?" Ryo said sitting beside George while Count D rolled his eyes and handed Kurayami to Leon.

"He's just worried about Ponchi, she never showed up. Torcha left him with the Honlon in her garden and he fell asleep losing track of time. Here it is eleven and she is still not here."

"I sent her off with a letter to Jhaymes, she should have been back by now."

"You don't think... oh no," Ryo said aghast. "Do you think Jhaymes sneezed on her?" Ryo whispered to Dee who shrugged.

"Georgie no leaking," Aoi toddled up to him and patted his knee. "Ponchi stopped for dew drops with her friends, she's coming."

"Dew... Drops?" George asked looking at the cherubic features before him.

Aoi nodded, "in Queen Vickie's garden." Ryo tried not to laugh at hearing the shortened version of the high queen of Arcadia's name. Just as George relaxed Ponchi and four swans flew into the shop. Ponchi carried a letter on green and silver parchment, while the swans bore three dozen mixed blooms. George laughed cuddling the little blue bit of sparkling fairy in his hands glad to have her back. He even promised that she could ride all the way home in his hair.

Break

Three Days Later

"Another case," Leon said when he joined JJ, Jill, Ryo and Dee in their conference room next to Agent Miaka's office. "Arcadian?"

"No, not really CIA either," Ryo said sharing his file with Ryo. "Seems some slime ball Journalist, Don Magely has come up missing. His wife called in and said he never came home after going after a pop star. She suspects foul play."

"Who was the pop star?" Leon asked and Ryo sighed showing him a picture. "Oh, dear." Was all Leon could say as he looked at the picture of George.

"They are recording today right?" JJ asked Ryo who nodded having dropped them all off with Dee just a few hours ago.

Ryo stalled at the door. "Daphnus is not going to like our disrupting his session just to ask George a few questions that we could ask when we got home tonight."

"Yeah," Dee said pulling Ryo in for a kiss. "His tantrum will be hilarious."

Daphnus stroked the keys of the piano as one would a lover while Rain sang softly. George sat beside Andy watching the two with a sigh. Ponchi perched on his head looking like a beautiful hair pin resting above his ear. He was just about to comment when a warm breeze drifted over him. It felt for a moment as if flames caressed him, but he was not harmed. George looked up at the doorway ignoring Ryo and Dee his eyes lit on Jhaymes as he entered the room with Torcha and Laton. Laton pointed to George but found the action to be useless for Jhaymes eyes had found George and stayed. George wondered why Jhaymes looked... he could not think of the right word, but Jhaymes seemed, brighter to him. Sleeker somehow. As if he had been fine tuned. Daphnus sighed giving up on his plans to have George record today.

"We're never going to finish," he sighed as George dashed to Jhaymes. George gasped in shock to be caught up in Jhaymes strong arms and spun around before he was set on his feet. Still dizzy from the spinning he was quite limp when Jhaymes sealed their lips. "Ryo and Dee, you may as well let us in on what you are doing here," Daphnus said cross with the two who had every intention of disrupting his recording session.

"George is a murder suspect... If the missing person is dead that is," Leon said announcing his presence with a laugh.

"What are you talking about? Dumpling would never!" Torcha said standing in front of George who was still ensconced in the circle of Jhaymes strong arms.

"Ryo, Dee..." Rain said stepping away from the microphone. "Murder?" Rain felt a strange sense of vertigo that he attributed to shock as he stared out of the large picture windows in their studio seeing the blue sky with a smattering of white fluffy clouds and not seeing them or the gryphon's that flew by. It had to be shock for he sucked in air and tried to speak only to blow out the air again.

"Holy cow... Who? When would he have the time? He is always with one of us... a dragon at all times." Bikky demanded looking at George with disbelief where the man stood trembling on the shiny hardwood floors. "I would like to agree with Torcha, he really does not seem the type. Look at him."

"I never killed anyone." George said sadly as he recalled a friend that was in fact found dead in his home of a drug overdose. It had been the catalyst to his own recovery prompting him to call a doctor and confess his addiction begging aid.

"Well, Don Magely is missing and his wife said he was last seen trying to interview you." Dee smirked then sat down with a soda. " I can't blame you if you did, but I don't think you did." Dee handed Ryo his soda so that he could finish it off.

"Of course I didn't..." George protested. "He showed up and..."

Torcha slid away from George as he continued his explanation to Dee who wrote down every word. She pulled Ryo aside and whispered three words in his ear. Ryo choked, sputtered and spit his soda onto Dee.

"Damn baby, you okay?" Dee got up and patted Ryo on the back. Torcha moved away from Ryo and went to stand behind Laton.

Ryo settled down and leveled a glare at his grandparents. "Now, now Snap Dragon." Laton held out his hands trying to placate his grandson. "Let's all remain calm."

"Calm would be if he were cheating on his wife and holed up in a hotel somewhere," Ryo ground out. "Calm would be if he were selling drugs to prostitutes and got himself a disease and died in a back alley." Ryo said his eyes losing their human veneer and shining darkly at his grandparents as he considered arresting them both. "Calm would even be if he were a mafia kingpin with Scorpio's children and got knifed in the back." Laton smiled softly at Ryo hoping that he would settle down so that they could try to explain. "That would be calm."

"I don't understand," George said feeling tears and felt Torcha at his side trying to pull him into her arms but Jhaymes held him closer resisting her pull.

"There now Dumpling," Torcha patted George's back. "They can't really prove anything."

"But I didn't..." George said he pulled his inhaler and puffed. What madness was this, sure Don had been annoying, but George had dealt with annoying before and had not resorted to murder. Sure he had thought about life without Don asking him rude questions and twisting his words, but he would not, would not, would not kill the man! "I didn't I swear it."

"We know..." Ryo said giving his grandmother a heated glare. "She... ate... him."

"What?!" Dee yelled as the entire group of assembled royale went silent. George said nothing. Feeling lightheaded he dropped into Jhaymes in a dead faint.

"But he was saying really nasty things about Dumpling," Torcha said to the suddenly silent room.
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"Sweetheart, sweetheart."

"Georgie, Georgie."

"Oh... Dumpling, Dumpling."

"Sweetheart," George opened his eyes waving away the offensive smelling object being waved in front of his nose. Lord D smiled having arrived to find them all in a panic. Jhaymes carried George to a couch to lay him down.

"Lucky for you all that I had a check up today," Lord D laughed softly. "I sense no illness, but more like an overload. What happened?"

"Torcha ate Don Magely," Rain said weakly his finger pointing at the dragon queen.

"It's rude to point," Lord D said as if the young man had not just said that a dragon ate a human. Rain dropped his arm to his side. "Are they running out of stags and elk here that you have to go to earth and eat humans?"

"No, he was printing really nasty things about Dumpling," Torcha said her lip firm as she defended her reason for devouring the journalist.

"Why is everything always food with you?" Jhaymes demanded as George's eyes focused on the hovering people around him. "You call him Dumpling, the small MaClean is Giblet and..."

"Mind your tongue when speaking to my wife, or you will be food to me," Laton stepped up to Jhaymes.

"Please don't eat him," George got to his feet and rushed between the dragon and the phoenix.

"No one's eating anyone," George looked over at the small man that seemed to enter the studio on accident. He paused and looked around at the occupants of the room as they bowed to High King Zarro.

"Blasted Feather head," Laton grumbled after completing his bow to his king.

"Jhaymes, Xi is here he is with Alera now, but he says you wanted him to meet someone." Zarro yawned widely and for a moment George was transfixed by the sight of the long canines in the human mouth. "Now will someone please tell me what is going on... not you Daphnus, I do want to make it to dinner on time. Victoria gives me a stern look if I am late.

"I'll explain," Torcha volunteered shifted from her human form to something fierce that George had never seen before. He stared up at the deep green, black and silver scaled creature where she stood to one side of the studio. "There was this vile human," Torcha began her words booming from her gut with a breath of hot air. "He was saying horrid things about my Dumpling and some not so nice things connected to our Snap Dragon. I know my Snap Dragon can handle his own, but look at him," Torcha turned her large head to George who had effectively hidden himself behind Jhaymes. "He was crass, and so... I ate him. He wasn't even all that tasty either."

"Oh I feel so sorry for you," Ryo said folding his arms still glaring at his grandmother. "You should not have eaten him in the first place. How are we supposed to solve this. We can not leave it with a simple, vague, it's an Arcadian matter, and has been solved. American government officials will soon become tired and aggravated with this unknown kingdom that causes such dissension in the public. We can't cold it either. We do not cold cases, we solve cold cases and I will be damned if we make one."

"Snap Dragon, please calm down." Laton tried to placate Ryo.

"You are not to set foot on American soil until we get this done with," Dee said to Torcha who pouted and shifted back to her human form. "Laton, if we need a dragon to keep George would you be willing?" Dee asked the king of dragons who nodded hoping his acquiesce would please Ryo. "At least we can trust you not to eat anyone who writes trash."

"Just because I wouldn't eat him doesn't mean he would still be alive." Laton said with a grin. "He could be roasted and swept out to sea, stepped on, clawed, fed to T-Chan, I hear it's been a while since he had human, he might be a little jealous that Torcha did not save him any."

"T-Chan... That... I mean, Christopher's pet?" George asked feeling lightheaded again. Lord D showed him the vial and he clung to Jhaymes willing himself not to faint. George felt the ground rumble then begin to shake. He held on to Jhaymes afraid that there was a quake going on. He turned around to see that the source of the rumbling was a large white lion with wings rolling on the floor with laughter. "You're all mad!" George said and ran from the room in tears.

"Sweetheart," Jhaymes ran after him not wanting George lost in the palace. He found him sitting on a balcony overlooking the Aurous sea. "Sweetheart."

"Hold me," George clenched his hands on the railing and sighed when Jhaymes stood behind him and held him tight. "Looking out there, I wonder what is under those waves you know?" George sniffled. "Is it whales and fish, or something more deadly. Friendly mermaids or a murderous Kraken?"

"Both, all of the above really, though the sea Dragons live in the Drak'Kon Ocean on the other side of the world." Jhaymes said feeling George's heart thud erratic in his frame. Pressing George's back firmly against his front Jhaymes splayed his hands over George's waist. "This is you know? This is another world."

"I think it is starting to sink in," George said and turned around in Jhaymes arms. "Kiss me." Jhaymes was delighted to comply. He pulled George in close and pressed their lips together. George sighed opening his mouth he met Jhaymes tongue with his own losing himself in the feel of those sweet lips. George sighed leaning into Jhaymes his body straining forward. Jhaymes leaned into George his hands roaming the cloth covered back straying down in a southerly direction. George gasped pushing his hips forward as Jhaymes palmed his bottom. Feeling the fingers knead George moved his mouth away and Jhaymes latched onto his neck. "You really do like my bum."

"Ummm," Jhaymes said and pushed the large vest and long top up. His hands came in contact with the pants George wore and he groaned sliding his hands along the band. "Oh... we can't, we can't." Jhaymes backed away and George gave and audible groan.

"Why?" George looked around. "No one is here, it's just us, or even if you are worried about the people who could walk by... Where is your room?"

"That's not it," Jhaymes said breathing heavily his body clamoring to get closer to George. "Lord Suzaku is here, I called him. It would be rude to..." Jhaymes said no more as George dropped to his knees. "Oh... Oh... Oh... what are you doing?" George said nothing, he simply smiled and yanked Jhaymes pants to his knees. Jhaymes gasped at the warm, wet tunnel that sucked him in. He moaned feeling his knees go weak he leaned back against the wall as George's head bobbed. "George, Sweetheart," Jhaymes said his whimper bubbling over George. Jhaymes had never been held so tenderly. Kisses rained over him and long slow licks followed by deep sucking. "Oh... Sweetheart...You should stop that now," Jhaymes tried losing his hands in George's abundant hair. Instead of pulling him Jhaymes lifted his hips pushing himself further into George's mouth. "You have to stop that now."

"Um hm," George said pulling back but leaving his lips in contact. "You're gone," George smiled and swallowed Jhaymes whole. Jhaymes tried to stifle, he really did, but he cried out as he came. Jhaymes began to slide down the wall just as George got to his feet and helped him to stand.

"What the heck was that?" Jhaymes asked when he could catch his breath and speak with some semblance of normalcy.

"What?" George said wiping his mouth on a handkerchief. "You never had a blowjob?"George asked with a giggle as he pulled out his lipstick and re-applied. "I thought you had a lover... didn't you guys sleep together?"

"We didn't do that," Jhaymes said and George widened his eyes as he stared at Jhaymes.

"You never... never..." George said helping Jhaymes to re-fasten his pants.

"We, kissed a lot, his mouth and he liked when I licked his chest, but then," Jhaymes shrugged. "I would enter him, or well, he... would... well... me." Jhaymes explained his face red.

"There you are," Jhaymes and George both turned horrified eyes to the tall blond man that, despite the bright hair color appeared to be Asian.

"Lord Suzaku..." Jhaymes gasped. "This is George."

Break

"Okay," Ryo said pacing with his fingers pressed to his forehead. "You've finally gone and done it," Ryo said to Torcha. "We may have to retire and hide Arcadia for a few years until this blows over."

"Snap dragon you are over reacting," Laton grumbled and steam blew from his nose. In a human guise the action caused few raised brows.

"I have an idea," Bikky said sitting next to Zarro looking absurdly small next to the large white lion. Zarro flexed his wings then settled them around the young man. "You know, Andy and Nes and well the Royale have dopple-whats-it's. Fairies and Elves that can make themselves look like them when suspicion is high that their real lives could be connected to Arcadia. So what if we had you guys find Don Magely in a hotel room doing something illegal with an Arcadian subject. Preferably minor, so that you would have the right to haul him before the king. Then claim he resisted arrest and send his body home for burial."

"That would be a good idea," Dee began. "Except for the fact this his body is currently a pile of steaming dragon doodie."

"No, no, that could work," Torcha said while Laton beamed a proud smile at his little dragonling, as they both called Bikky and Lyo. "It does not have to be his body, just a body. Count D can make it look like him and no one needs to know about my little indiscretion."

"No," Zarro said and Bikky got to his feet at the unsettling feeling of Zarro's voice rumbling the floor underneath his bottom. "If we want it to be believable better get the best at the duplication, better get Sofu D."

"But will he do it?" Torcha asked twisting her fingers showing the first sign of guilt at her actions. "You know he can be a stubborn git that I have contemplated having for dessert on many occasions."

"You know what O-Ji-Sama," Ryo said coming to stand in front of her. He looked down at her human form and sighed. "This world is full of people that will annoy you, or insult you, or say something nasty about someone you love, but that does not mean you can eat them. I understand that you love deeply and your only desire is to protect those that you love, but America was founded on freedom. The freedom to say what you choose. To be what you choose, and to live in the manner you see fit. Just because someone says something you don't like, you can't kill them." Ryo sighed when it seemed as if the ancient dragon before him did not understand. "I know what it means that you gave George a nick name, you think of him as one of your kits, a baby," Ryo said to Rain and Bikky who looked confused at the word.

"Not just a baby," Xi said entering the studio with George and a red faced Jhaymes. "No Ryo, it goes deeper, she does not see him as a baby, she sees him as her baby." George gasped looking at the queen of the eastern fire dragons. "My guess is... He threatened you, didn't he?" Xi asked George. Looking away from the odd man that had asked Jhaymes three times already if he was sure of George's gender, George sighed. "So to protect you, she did what any mother would. The females of any species are far more dangerous than any male could ever be. Especially when protecting her young. He decided that it would be his choice, his freedom," Xi looked at Ryo with raised brows. " To threaten someone who he thought was weaker than him not knowing the allies he had... And he got eaten. Don't try to use your logical American human absolutes here kid, it won't work."

Laton smirked looking at the elaborate cheongsam the master phoenix wore. "Now that's one bird I can deal with." Xi smiled and Ryo deflated sitting next to Dee.

Torcha went over to George and took his hand. She admired the silver polish on the nails and smiled up at him. "I will never be sorry that I disposed of the vile trash, but I am so sorry that it upset you. I am sorry that it might cause you trouble snap dragon." Torcha said looking at Ryo the back at George. "But, dumpling, you want to stay here and finish your album, he said he would make you leave. Then he called you that horrid name. And once we were alone," Torcha rumbled and thick smoke curled around her that she waved away with a delicate hand. "I won't give the details. But before I even realized I had moved, I was swallowing. It was too late to even spit him out."

"Torcha, if you want to adopt him," Laton said patting his wife's arm. "I won't mind, he is sweet, for a human."

"But, both of my parents are still alive," George said with a small smile. "And I am a little old to be adopted."

"Your human rules mean nothing here." Laton waved away the words.

"I am glad to hear about your parents," Torcha smiled. "Think about it though, like Bikky says about his two dads. While one dad is cool, two is awesome. The same can be said for sets of parents." George laughed then went to sit beside Ryo and collect his thoughts. Ryo inhaled near him and his face turned red.

"What?" George asked when Ryo stared aghast at him. "Oh... You can smell it?" He whispered to Ryo. George grinned and stuck his tongue out wiggling it and smiled. Jhaymes, watching blushed anew as it came to him that again, George had pleasured him, and he had not reciprocated. Remorse crashed on him and Jhaymes went to the piano his fingers moved over the keys softly. At the pretty melody George gasped for it seemed as if each chord touched him. Not in a sexual way, but tenderly, his eyes, his lips, his cheeks. George closed his eyes to better appreciate the soft music that had no effect on the other occupants in the room aside from being a pretty melody.

"Seduce him on your own time," Nestoir said hanging up his cell. "I just got a call from Washington. Apparently Calliope has complained to her sister and challenged our best warriors to a duel, sort of like the Olympics, no hostilities, just a showing of our skills compared to theirs."

"Sounds fun," Dee said with a laugh.
"Not quite," Nestoir said and sighed. " That is why Washington called me. They said they have no problem with us honoring the challenge, but if we do then the participants can not stay in America during the trials. They are not revoking citizenship, as soon as the competition is over you will return home."

"They are kicking us out of America!" Ryo said then glared at Torcha.

"No, not exactly," Nestoir said. "You can visit your friends, and shopping and the concerts and interviews that Brian has us scheduled for, but your home is to be closed down for the duration. America wants to remain on amicable terms with both countries.

"I'll do more than slap that wench," Andy ground out folding her arms.

"I guess we'll go home and pack," Bikky sighed. "Moving into the palace... fun." Bikky thought of Carol knowing her aunt would have a problem with her staying at the Consulate for any extended periods of time. They had limited time as it was and it had been almost a week since he had done more than kiss her. Bikky ground his teeth in frustration.

"You don't seem pleased, I thought you liked the palace." George said he looked in a mirror and gasped. He was quick to pull out a handkerchief and wipe a spot off his neck.

"I do, but Carol... We never have time to be alone." Bikky said his face screwed into a frown.

"Well there are ways to improvise," George said then he grinned feeling a warm wind that he knew had to come from Jhaymes. "You know..." George stuck his tongue out at Bikky and raised his brows.

George gasped when Dee took his arm and pulled him to his feet. "Are you advising my son to perform cunnilingus?"

"Possibly," George laughed with a flirtatious giggle.

"You're a man of varied and interesting experience." Dee said his brows raised as he looked at George. "You would never advise something you yourself have not done and found to be enjoyable."

"Experience is not a bad thing," George said with a grin.

"I never said it was." Dee grinned then looked back at Jhaymes still sitting at the piano. He shook his head. Those two had a lot to work out, but he hoped that it would all be fine in the end.

Break

Bill sighed pacing the confines of his hotel room. This was the second time he had died. And all for his needs. Would he change his actions if given another chance? No. He wanted that human and he would have him. Bill held up the scarf with a smile. Taking the scarf from the rehabilitation center had been one of the best things he could have ever done. Oh yes, Bill thought fingering the satin material in a bright print. He would have him indeed.

Break

Jeremy was incredulous. He re-read the note on his desk with something akin to awe. "Jerry, guess what! The Royale and all affiliated have called us back. They said of all the things written about them yours was less offensive. You are to do a tv interview with Macy. This is your big chance to make it onto the screen! You lucky duck you. Better have your questions ready, show time is next week!" Jeremy sat the note down and sighed. Dotty always used too many exclamation points but today he had to agree with his assistant. "!" It was all he think. Wait til he told Berkeley. Just as the excited bubble hit him he deflated. JJ, his cousin, was married to Lord D, a Count of Arcadia, he was the natural choice. It was not his merit, or his hard work. But he was not fool enough to turn down the offer. Jeremy looked at the note again then sighed. Well he had better get to work on those questions.

Break

George sat his make-up case down with a sigh. Jhaymes tried to pull him into his arms only to have George move away. They had been back at Ryo and Dee's house for two days. Two days that George had slept alone. Jhaymes tried again sitting on the bed and trying to pull George into his arms. Jhaymes gasped when George knocked his hands away and went to unpack. He was not even paying attention to the elaborate appointments in his palatial room. His voice was less than steady as he said. "I have a very clear policy, don't start something, you don't intend to finish."

"What's this all about?" Jhaymes stared at George his confusion almost enough to make George forget his solo sessions and frustration. Almost.

"Nothing," George said. Jhaymes stood trying to reach for George and he agilely danced out of Jhaymes reach. "It's nothing," George sighed his eyes filling as he thought that maybe Jhaymes truly did not want him. No, he had felt Jhaymes response to him on many occasions, so why? George wondered, why hadn't they made love? "I'm cranky."

"And tense," Jhaymes said as he caught George around the middle. George gasped, he could not get away from the hold and yet Jhaymes was not hurting him. The strength was there, but not used against him. George tried to relax but knew that if he continued his sulking Jhaymes would get angry. Things were going so well, he didn't want his frustration to ruin things."I am good at massages. During training it can get pretty tough. We aren't allowed to do much of anything fun. Zarro actually had to have High prince Nestoir and High Princess Andromache in separate rooms. She's crankier than I've ever seen her." Jhaymes said alerting George to the fact that he knew exactly why his soon to be lover was upset. "Nestoir actually threatened to bite Master Xi during yesterday's session. Training, sucks."

"Training?" George asked looking at Jhaymes as it all made sense. The lingering kisses that led to no where. The cautious touches that ignited a fire in his blood and yet went unquenched by any hand but his own. "Training?" George said again looking deep into Jhaymes eyes becoming lost in the depths just as Jhaymes succumbed to his and kissed him deeply.

"Yes," Jhaymes said when he was able to pull his mouth away from Jhaymes. "Training," Jhaymes answered the un-asked question. "Tomorrow, I don't care what is happening, the world could be falling on our heads, but I mean to have you. Training will be done. We don't have to abstain during the trials and I mean to have you." Jhaymes promised. "But I wonder..." Jhaymes said nothing more, he pressed a kiss to George's mouth and left him alone in the room. George was left panting sitting on his bed. He thought of all Jhaymes had said about the training. Should he be upset that this was the first he had heard of it, or let it go and just be happy that it was nothing he had done that caused Jhaymes to back away from him. He was happy. George decided then got up to unpack his belongings even as in the back of his mind he wondered why they had not put him in Jhaymes room to begin with.

Break

Thud... The sound of the demon corpse hitting the mat was loud in the room. Ryo gasped looking at Master Xi as if the phoenix was insane. "When I said I would submit to training, I never thought you would pit us against actual demons."

"Yes well, there is not one human out there that can give you a good accounting of skills." Xi said waving away the words and summoning Rain to the mat. Ryo watched his son tremble at the horned beast that stood ready for a chance to kill the puny human in his way to what he assumed was freedom.

"Where did these guys come from anyway?" Dee asked keeping his eye on the beast that reared up and attacked. Rain jumped into the air and launched himself into striking the monster before it could touch him. Though the beast fouled the wind Rain focused on the task at hand. The beast charge him again and he jumped up planting his foot on top of the monsters head just as he had seen Count D do. Bikky cheered when the demon stumbled. He had at first been worried about Rain fighting the monster with his weakness to demon fouled wind, but it seemed as if his brother had a handle on things. Rain turned around catching the demon in the back with a well placed kick sending him flying. Before it could get up again Xi set it ablaze ending the trial.

"You are a credit to your teacher," Xi bowed to Rain who likewise bowed to him.

"Thank you sensei," Rain said then turned to bow to his parents and Count D.

"You have all done well, in a Tomorrow we will begin the trials." Zarro announced from his padded cushion. "Head to the showers." Zarro inclined his large head to the door and his mane billowed around him. "Tonight you have an all in press conference and interview with two feature reporters. Go be charming." Zarro yawned widely then got to his feet. "There was a nice patch of sunlight out in the yard, I think I need to go nap in it."

"How much catnip does he eat on a daily basis?" Dee leaned over and whispered to Nestoir who often found himself asking the same thing. "Hey," Dee said catching Jhaymes arm as they headed into the private bathrooms. "Where's George? I thought he would have wanted to watch the training. You know, cheer you on and stuff."

"Oh, yesterday after I moved him in he was a bit cranky," Jhaymes said with a sigh. "Not that I blame him. But I did not want him to watch the training anyway." Jhaymes shook his head. "The demons would probably scare him."

"Oh, the things we do for love," Alera mocked her brother then headed down the hall before he could counter.

"Actually, Ryo, Dee," Jhaymes said and stopped them from entering their room. "I have a few questions, and well. I thought you could help me."

"Oh," Ryo said wiping his face on his towel. "What's up?"

"What can I do to George that will feel good?"Dee gulped his water and coughed at Jhaymes blurted question. "I feel so inadequate, he has loads of experience and I... Don't. I mean his first time he was fifteen, fifteen human years... I was fifteen hundred my first time and already he has done more with his hands and mouth than I ever would have dreamed of. What if he doesn't like it? What if I can't please him? Yesterday I told him, today no matter what and now I feel as if it was an empty promise. I do want him, I do." Jhaymes blushed when Ryo and Dee stared open mouthed at him.

"You're over fifteen hundred years old?" Dee said steering Jhaymes into he and Ryo's room.

"He was fifteen?" Ryo said when the door shut.

"Yeah, some older guy, Italian," Jhaymes sat down his shoulders slumped. "Then after him there were others, then Jon came. What if I can't please him?" Jhaymes sighed looking out of the window watching the sun travel the sky. They did not have much time before they would need to leave for the conference center. "I know you helped Leon and Count D and Chihaya and Kagetsuya. So please, help me too."

"Jhaymes," Ryo said and sat down near Jhaymes on the couch. "Do you know why we helped Count D and Leon?"

"Cause they did not know what they were doing. I don't know what..." Jhaymes began but halted when he felt Ryo's finger on his lips.

"Neither of them did," Ryo said with a sigh. "And going ahead without some knowledge could have left Count D seriously hurt, the same goes for two teenage boys. We did not help them in time and one of them did end up with sutures. But Jhaymes, George is not inexperienced."

"I know, that's why I need..." Jhaymes stopped speaking when Dee laughed.

"No, you don't. The only one who can tell you what George wants is George," Ryo said. "Now go get a shower and sort him out." Ryo said using George's own words. Jhaymes got to his feet his frown still in place. He would do what ever he could to please George.

Break

George dragged a comb through his wet hair then looked out of his window. He sat in the way of the curtains so that the sun would not burn his freshly bathed skin. He had always been pale and he loved it. Twisting his hair on top of his head George went to his vanity and sat down with his make up spread out before him. As he applied his foundation his mind wandered to Jhaymes as it so often did when he was alone. He did wonder what kind of training they were going through. Jhaymes had said that it was grueling. George sat down the soft pad and picked up his brushes, lost in thought he finished his make up. Un-clipping his hair he looked into the mirror as it fell around him. He thought about cutting it, but recalled Jhaymes love of his tresses.

Keeping his robe on George went and rummaged through his closet for an outfit that would look good on him. "Anything really," George gasped and turned around to see Jhaymes standing on his balcony. George said nothing, he went to the balcony and looked down. Unless Jhaymes could scale the side of the palace with no hand holes, there was no way he could have made it up there. George looked up scanning the sky for Hydran. The pegasus was no where to be seen. "I told you, remember, that I would fly to your side as soon as I was able."

"You can fly?" George asked turning at last to look at Jhaymes. His heart skipped several revolutions as he took in the deep fluffy hair that grew in natural streaks of green and black. "How come you look better?" George asked taking in the sash to his robe but caught his breath when Jhaymes pulled him into his arms. "Oh..." George said feeling Jhaymes fingers splay on his back and pulling him in.

Jhaymes said nothing. Afraid that his mouth would run away with him he decided to put it to good use and pressed his lips to George's. George sighed melting into Jhaymes his insides boiling at the simple contact. "Tell me what to do to you." Jhaymes said walking with George in his arms until George was sitting on the bed looking up at him. "How can I make you feel good?" George licked his lips, looking up at Jhaymes, he opened his robe.

George sat still while Jhaymes looked down at his body. "What are you willing to do?" George asked reaching up to take Jhaymes hand he tugged until he was sitting next to him on the bed.

"Anything, whatever you want," Jhaymes declared he pulled George's hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.

"Dangerous words," George said as he got to his knees on the bed. Jhaymes became lost in George's eyes. Jhaymes leaned in pressing his mouth to George. That kiss, Jhaymes knew he would be forever addicted. George was always open, always willing and welcoming. His tongue eagerly met in a passionate duel. Jhaymes drank George in sighing into his mouth. George pulled his face back but did not get far. Jhaymes pulled him near and licked a hot trail down his neck. Running his hands down George's arms, he took the robe down. The large article settled about George's hips and he reached for Jhaymes shirt. He stared at the muscles that were revealed. "You're magnificent."

"You look delicious," Jhaymes whispered nibbling George's ear.

"Then taste me," George said. "Feel me, use these big, strong hands to touch me." George's voice was like a dulcet flame that ignited an inferno of lust deep in Jhaymes belly. "Oh...ah," George gasped when Jhaymes pushed him back on the bed crawling over him. Jhaymes mouth found a pert nipple and he licked. "Suck it, a little harder." George instructed and sighed as Jhaymes complied. "Here, like this," George took Jhaymes left hand and brought it up to the nipple that he was not sucking. Feeling George begin to write underneath him Jhaymes looked up into his face and saw his eyes cloud over with desire.

Nibbling at George's chest Jhaymes felt his body respond. The heat, the scent of George's budding arousal sparking his own. "I want you," Jhaymes groaned licking George's chest. "Can I... Like you did for me... I mean... With my mouth?" Jhaymes words seemed loud to him as he said them but George's smile was beautifully flirtatious.

"I'll never say no to that," George chuckled and sat up on a few pillows. He spread his legs as Jhaymes moved back on the bed.

"You'll tell me if it's good?" Jhaymes asked gentle as he palmed George.

"Believe me darling," George said relaxing into the feel of Jhaymes fingers stroking him. "You'll know if it's good."

"Oh sweetheart," George smiled closing his eyes at the first hot lick of Jhaymes tongue. "You do taste good." Jhaymes feasted on the flesh before him licking, kissing and attempting to suck.

Where Jhaymes was untrained and eager, George was kind. Wincing only a little George tried shifting his hips for a better position."Whoa..." George said lifting Jhaymes face from his lap. "More tongue, less teeth." He said waiting for the sting to leave. Jhaymes stuttered his way through an apology pushing George's legs apart he settled in again. "Relax your throat, you'll take more in," George coached. "That's right, like that." George moaned at the feel of Jhaymes taking him deeper inside of his warm, wet mouth. It was hot, so hot, like liquid fire sliding along his skin in a pleasant sensation that made George glad to be reclining for sure he couldn't stand. Jhaymes smiled around his mouthful of George when he could feel his human swell. George gasped then lifted his hips hoping for more contact. "Keep doing that," George whispered burrowing his fingers in Jhaymes wild mane. Jhaymes moved his mouth down tasting the healthy globes beneath. "Ooh." George tossed his head back as his body flew into heightened sensations of heat and passion.

Jhaymes smiled, yeah, he thought licking further he found the bud shaped opening beckoning to him, he knew. George's body began to tremble as his breathing sped up. Jhaymes could almost feel his own heart race to match it. "Mmm," George tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and moaned his pleasure his fingers still gripping in Jhaymes hair. "I don't know if you're ready for this... move darling." George tried, but Jhaymes was ready. He wanted it. He would not move. George tried again, holding back with all his might but Jhaymes was relentless. Crying out George spilled himself and Jhaymes, with a grin, drank it all.

Crawling over George's sweat dampened body Jhaymes recalled Count D's words about man flesh being highly addictive. He believed it. For even as he licked his lips he already craved another taste. George caught his breath holding Jhaymes to him tightly his fingers traveling with glee over the rippling muscles. "Wow," Jhaymes said as his body still strained for release.

"Ummm," George pressed his lips upward sucking Jhaymes tongue into his mouth. He could taste himself mingled with the exotic flavor of Jhaymes and was amazed at his body's reaction. So soon? "Jhaymes..." George wiggled his hand down the front of Jhaymes pants. Jhaymes would forever love those hands. So warm, enveloping him so sweetly. But he couldn't... not yet.

"Wait, sweetheart," Jhaymes moaned at the gentle squeezing that pumped him.

"Its okay, luv," George crooned kissing Jhaymes cheek, his hand going faster, squeezing tighter.

"But..." Jhaymes tried his voice weak as his body trembled closer to the end of his endurance.

"You'll last longer, trust me." George promised his fingers showing no mercy. When Jhaymes came, he kissed George deeply holding him tight to his body. "Take your pants off luv," George said tugging the waistband. When Jhaymes could think with a rational mind he scooted the pants down his legs and kicked free of the fine garment. He pulled George to him and under pleased to see that his body was alive again so soon. The mere scent of George was enough. "Ummm... Umm... Oh... No wait," Jhaymes halted in the midst of pushing George's legs up and crawling over him. "It has been some time for me," George admitted and slid away from Jhaymes who stared at him in blatant confusion. "A little preparation will do wonders for us both." George reached into his make-up kit and retrieved a tube of lubrication. "Use your fingers luv, inside of me."

"Inside?" Jhaymes eyes widened when George got onto his back and raised his legs.

"Yes," George said nodding without a hint of shyness. Jhaymes recalled Ryo and Dee's advice. No one would know what George liked but George.

"Tell me if I hurt you," Jhaymes begged his fingers tentative as they spread the sweet smelling concoction over George's soft, pale skin.

"You won't, just go slow at first, until you get the hang of it." Jhaymes nodded his fingers sliding inside. George closed his eyes at the feel of the hot fingers. It was a light exploration, Jhaymes, despite George's reassurance, was terrified that he would hurt him. "Oh... That is exquisite." George encouraged by moving his hips in a circular motion in time to Jhaymes movements and spurring the phoenix to go faster, deeper. George reached down and stroked himself voicing his pleasure at Jhaymes ministrations. "More..." George panted. "More lube," George said hitching his hips when Jhaymes pulled away to comply. "Okay," George said after a while his body on fire from within. "Come here darling."

Jhaymes looked up at the pale arms beckoning to him and his heart seemed to speed beyond his control. He settled his hips between George's spread legs and gasped at the moist heat that seemed to call to him. "Please tell me if I hurt you," Jhaymes begged again pressing his body forward. George was still underneath him relaxing and breathing pulling him in with each breath. George gasped his body seeming to explode as Jhaymes brushed against his most sensitive spot deep inside. He dragged along in agonizing slowness pressing himself in and rubbing it deliciously. Jhaymes continued in until he was completely sheathed his body melding to George. "Is it... Is it okay? Do you need me to pull out?"

George shook his head unable to articulate the deep joy his body experienced. "Yes... yes... oh, Jhaymes... yes..."

"Pull out... yes?" Jhaymes asked afraid that he had indeed hurt George.

"Don't you dare," George wrapped his arms around Jhaymes he opened his eyes and Jhaymes nearly wept at the deep pleasure he could read in the light orbs. Oh! Jhaymes smiled and relaxed into George's soft body. This part he knew. George gasped, crying out as Jhaymes began a slow, deliberate thrust that moved along every nerve he had. Especially... that one. "Ah... Ooh," George raised his hips to meet the thrusts with enthusiasm at the thrilling ride. Jhaymes listened to the heavy breathing his own passion stirred by the sounds, the feel of George.

"I love you sweetheart," Jhaymes declared his body moving faster as his passions grew. "I love you..."

"Mmmm," George managed trying to remember his ability to speak. "I love you," George panted the words meeting each thrust with one of his own. Jhaymes had never felt such a enthusiastic response. Jesse had, off course, enjoyed their copulation, but George seemed to revel in it. George was soon lost again as Jhaymes rubbed against, pressed into and otherwise stimulated his most sensitive bit of flesh on each movement. In and out, in and out a graceful rhythm was reached and between the two of them a peak was achieved, fast in some moments, slow and languorous in others. Clinging, sweating and moaning. Heavy breathing punctuated by joyful cries filled the sunlit room. "Jhaymes... Darling, oh Jhaymes... I'm..." George could say no more. But his body's tantalizing massage had Jhaymes caught up in passion beyond his control and he released deep inside. George cried out in shock at the feel of the intense heat inside of him. He half expected it to singe him from within and yet the residual warmth left him feeling a level of connection he had never before experienced.

"Are you alright?" Jhaymes asked when George opened his eyes and realized he was in his arms.

"I'm wonderful," George said with a sigh holding Jhaymes tight around the waist and laying his head on the broad chest. "That was, you are... marvelous." George looked up at Jhaymes appreciating the warm, cuddly expression in his eyes. Jhaymes pressed a kiss to his forehead and George laughed. "I have to bathe again and re-do my foundation." Jhaymes didn't know why, but the comment struck him as funny and he laughed. He dragged his hand along George's back and gasped as his body seemed to wake up.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jhaymes asked trying to hide the obvious state of his fresh arousal. George grinned then rubbed his leg on the stiff appendage. "Sweetheart."

"Shh, luv," George pushed Jhaymes onto his back. "My body is already open to you." George climbed on top of Jhaymes showing him his own burgeoning hardness. "You do fantastic things to me." George reached back and stroked Jhaymes with his hand. "Open me," He commanded and Jhaymes fondled the fleshy globes of George's behind spreading them apart. He felt something warm hit his thighs as George settled over him. George giggled when Jhaymes slid inside his way paved by the lubrication and his own release leaving George's body. George eased down wiggling his hips in a circular motion that nearly drove Jhaymes mad.

Jhaymes gripped George's hips and pushed up into his warm body. "Sweetheart... Georgie," Jhaymes cried out pushing up. He heard George cry out and looked up in panic afraid he had hurt him. Jhaymes was pleased to see that George was in the throes of pleasure riding him with abandon. Jhaymes gripped George's hips and helped him, moving with him in a sensuous dance that drove them both wild.

"Jhaymes..." George cried out feeling his body peak. "Touch me," George took one of the hands from his waist and wrapped it around his straining member. Jhaymes worked his hands while George moved his hips and he smiled as he could feel the deep squeezing of George's body and the warm splash of his release. Jhaymes held George close pulling him in tight as again he filled him with his hot love. "Mmmm," George lifted himself from Jhaymes and sat beside him on the bed. "No more."

"Are you alright?" Jhaymes asked worried again that he had hurt his human lover.

"I'm fine Jhaymes," George's laugh was soft and he trailed his fingers lightly over Jhaymes cheek marveling that the skin was so soft, like down. "But, if I want to make it on time to the interviews, I must bathe again." George looked out of the window where the sun was fast as it moved across the sky.

"Oh, but..." Jhaymes said his face red. George wondered what the problem was and looked down in shock to see Jhaymes was aroused again. "If you're not hurt, perhaps there is a little more time." George released what sounded like a squeak as he was tumbled back on the bed and Jhaymes covered his body with his own. "Just once more for now, I promise." Jhaymes said rocking his hips forward careful to go slow until he was fully seated inside. George closed his eyes in bliss. Once more... He thought raising his hips to meet the thrusts. Just once more.

Two more times and George was pleading clemency as he backed into his bathroom. "Jhaymes I have to get ready. Besides," He thought fast of how to dissuade his lover. "I am starting to get a little sore."

"Sorry, sorry," Jhaymes said and sighed into George's kiss willing his body to calm. "Okay, I will leave. I will dress in my room cause if I stay..." Jhaymes said no more he ran to the balcony after one last lingering kiss and George felt the room heat. He stared out into the late afternoon sun and hurried as fast as his wobbling legs could carry him. He sank into the bath with a deep groan. Though he was indeed sore, he could not recall being so deliciously happy.

Break

The stretch hummers pulled up to the conference center to the cheers of multitudes of fans. Rain had sat the entire drive staring at George and could not help but chuckle. George showed up for the drive to the conference center looking like a million bucks with a bright yellow long shirt that went to his knees over a pair of white loose fitting pants. A bright silver vest went over the long shirt with a long beige coat. His jewelry sparkling was not the factor of note. His smile beaming with a luminosity that lit up the entire drive was.

"I take it Jhaymes sorted you out?" Dee leaned over to whisper and George chuckled softly.

"I've been sorted, color-coded and alphabetized," George laughed again waving at the crowds of flashing cameras.

"I smelled it the moment you came down the hallway." Ryo said with raised brows. "You are drenched in his scent."

"We almost didn't make it to the car in time," George laughed at the thought that Jhaymes had showed up at his room and dropped to his knees. Fighting his way through the voluminous clothes he had freed George and proceeded to use his mouth to milk him yet again drinking the fruits of his efforts. George had still been adjusting his clothes when Alera knocked to summon them to door. George hid a smile then took Jhaymes hand kissing him quickly as he wandered off to his post with the other guards. Jhaymes took two steps turned around and caught George up close melding their lips together. "I have to go." Jhaymes felt the tugging of Alera on his arm. He shook her off holding on to George.

"Miss me?" Jhaymes said against George's lips not caring for the flashing cameras that snapped the photos of their lip lock.

"I did actually," George said smiling up at Jhaymes.

"You two..." Daphnus pulled them apart. "Come on to the green room. We are expected to perform a few songs, all of us together and a few solos, then the masses will encroach upon our post entertaining apocalypse to bombard us with useless trivia about our lives. Then we will be put on display once again for the masses to goggle and applaud. George, there is something that Jhaymes, Alera and I have been working on...ow, what the hell?!" Daphnus paused and glared at Alera who had pulled his hair. "What? Is it supposed to be a secret? Well someone could have told me. Not like we're even doing it today, I just thought..." Daphnus complained and untied the black satin ribbon he had in his hair. Shaking the waist length tresses free, Daphnus walked ahead into the center only to pause as he saw Jon. "Oh, hello there. Are you here to pour your heart out to George again, sorry bud, but he is all over a belonging of ours now, Jhaymes made sure of that."

"How could he?" Jon demanded ignoring the members of his new band to stare at George. "Look, I'm just here to watch, honest. Besides, how could George be yours now? No matter what that knight does, he is still George."

"Well, they spent most of today in bed you know," Daphnus laughed. "Almost missed the ride here..."

"Will you cut it out," George gasped his face turning red under the mask of foundation and powder.

"I don't believe it," Andy said staring at George. "The un-perturb-able has been flabbergasted. Boy George is blushing."

"You're all mad," He said hiding his face and dashing into the dressing room where they were all piling in laughing. Jon tried to enter the room only to have the door shut firmly in his face. "Oh.. Jon," George said his smile dampening a little.

"Sweetheart," Jhaymes said with a laugh. "They said we have fifteen minutes before stage time."

"That will give me just enough time to freshen my make-up," George laughed sitting at the vanity he saw Jhaymes sulking behind him and he smiled. "Wouldn't say no to a cup of tea though." Jhaymes got up and rushed off to oblige. Questions were shouted as soon as they opened the door of the dressing room. Rain gasped and backed away until he felt George behind him. He reached back and took George's hand looking up he saw that Dee and Ryo were behind him. "You're all right, Rain." George whispered then smiled brightly waving at the crowd. Rain put a smile on his face, George was right, it was time to entertain the masses.

Break

Bits and pieces and random questions from the interview as well as the performance

"All right everyone," George said as the band stuck up the fast beat. "It's called participation, which means you'll have to clap your hands and move your asses!" The crowd cheered as Andy dashed forward with the microphone.

She grinned and giggled then began to sing. "I've got a short attention span, can't sit around couch potato land."

Rain picked it up with. "I wanna do all kinds of stuff, talking about it's not enough."

George laughed dancing around the stage with them and began to sing along. "I wanna go to the extreme, I wanna stretch my limousine."

All three of them came in with , "I wanna take it way off road, Go where I'm not supposed to go." Kenneth and Daphnus joined in with, "Life is music play it louder, if you're gonna jump, then jump far, fly like a skydiver... Cause I'm looking for a guard dog," George laughed at the playful lyrics penned by Andy. "I'm not buying a chihuahua." He sang the last bits and his eyes went unerringly to Jon who glowered at him from the audience.

If You're gonna- Natasha Bedingfiled/All

"Whoo!" George said as they finished the song leaving him in the front of the band. "Well that was fun wasn't it?" He grinned unable to keep the smile off his face as he saw Jhaymes patrolling with Alera and several other Arcadian guards. "This next song, I wrote a while ago, some of you may remember it." He said and began to sing. "On the street their preaching violence, said mister man is in your head, you know it's in your head. On the street the midnight cowboy, needs no gun to shoot you dead. Why do I love the way I do? Ain't it obvious I'm just a man like you? Mister man..." George sang dancing around always catching Jhaymes eyes and smiling with glee he could almost feel the hot hands on him and had to turn his face away in order to finish the performance.

Mister Man-Boy George

Macy sat staring at the group before her feeling her face light up. She hated having to do this, but her boss had demanded that she play devil's advocate tonight and ask the hard questions. Macy was afraid she would ruin her tentative friendship with the detectives and the Arcadians, but she wanted to maintain the job she had worked so hard for. Going so far as to warn them beforehand of her bosses plan. George had smiled and declared, "Hand me crap, you'll get it back." She sighed giving Ryo an apologetic look she waited for George to finish speaking to Jeremy then asked. "So Rain you are a role model now, what do you say to the fact that George, who is living with you, is fresh out of rehab. He almost died from a drug binge."

Rain narrowed his eyes at her. She had warned that she had some tough questions from her superiors. "I know why you asked that," Rain said absolving her of the guilt he could see on her face. "The truth is, I would not call myself a role model. I go to school just like every body else, I do my homework and I do my chores. So I sing and dance, I might be a prince, but I am also a teenager." Rain sighed then tossed his hair. "But, as far as George is concerned. That is his own business." Rain's voice became low. "I admire that he did seek help and is now clean."

"George," Macy gulped. She read the question from her boss three times then sighed. "Rain and Bikky are both in the public eye." George nodded smiling still despite the previous question. "They are in a position and age that they could be influenced." Macy gulped. "Is there anything you would like to say to them about drugs?"

"Yes," George said then sighed. He turned until he was facing both boys. "I would like to say that it is not worth it. No matter what anyone ever tells you, or how wretched you feel at the time, do not try it. It is highly addictive and it can kill you. Seriously," George paused his eyes filling with tears that he refused to shed. "If you ever feel the need to take any form of drug, call me. I will go and get one of your father's guns and shoot you in the head. It is what you may as well be doing."

Macy's mouth dropped as she stared at Ryo and then Dee. "Do you... Do you have anything to add to his statement?"

"Yeah," Dee said rubbing the back of Ryo's hand making sure to show the shining ring. "Make sure you take the safety off."

"And aim," Ryo said with a nod. "Make it clean and fast."

"That seems rather harsh," An audience member called out.

"Yes, so," George said. "Drugs are harsh. Not only are the effects of drugs devastating. And withdrawal could kill you as well. It's not pretty. I won't go into it now, but..." George closed his mouth and shook his head. Rain and Bikky nodded promising that they would never even think of trying drugs.

"George, you seem to glow," Jeremy said hoping to lighten the mood.

"He does, look," Bikky handed Jeremy his sketch pad. "This is when he first got to our house." George gasped as he looked over at the drawing of him. "Even when he smiled his eyes had the look of someone about to burst into tears. "But look at him now," Bikky flipped a few pages and George sighed looking at himself. Did he really look like that? Was he really that... happy? "He's gorgeous. You are," Bikky turned to George then back to Jeremy He flipped to another picture of George that he had drawn where he was looking up at Jhaymes. "You wear love very well."

"Tell me," Jeremy said with a grin. "Details."

"I won't," George smiled then said. "But I will tell you that he is strong. But his strength is not used to cow me, or hold me down. When I am down, his strength picks me up. He picks me up."

"You're nearly six feet aren't you?" Jeremy asked looking at George's tall form.

"Just about, yes," George nodded. "But he's bigger. A novelty compared to my last lover."

"Speaking of your last lover," Jeremy said and flipped through a few note-cards. "You are quoted as having told a hotel attendant who brought you bandages. 'No I did not fall down, my boyfriend beat me up.'" Jeremy looked sad then continued. "Was it often that you and Jon..."

"Had punch ups?" George supplied when Jeremy closed his mouth. "They were frequent, yes."

"Ryo, Dee," Macy said before Jeremy could ask another question. "Being American has always been a source of pride for you both. It is why , even though you are royalty, you maintained dual citizenship. What does it mean to you that the time that you are restricted from America is during the celebration of the birth of our nation?"

"Just because we are not on American soil does not mean that we can not celebrate the holiday. But we have the Arcadian Fire Festival coming up as well not to mention Tanabata, the Japanese Star Festival." Ryo said with a smile. "We will still have a party to celebrate the freedoms that we all have a right to. I do believe that by the time all is said and done we will be festivaled out."

"Andy," Jeremy said turning to the high princess. "Recently an American has been arrested for crimes against Arcadia. Do you think that his death will sour your dealings with the country?"

"Why should they?" Andy said with a smile. "One person should not be the deciding factor for a whole nation."

"So you are still on friendly terms with the monarchy of Princess Calliope?" Macy asked with a smile.

"Oh yes," Andy giggled. "How could we hold a grudge against the country that gave us George?" George looked over at her and grinned. "That is the basis of our family and friends album that will be out this thanksgiving." As the questions continued George looked around and picked out Jhaymes where he stood with the guards. Jhaymes smiled brightly and blew him a kiss.

Break

Bill turned his cold blue eyes to his beast. It's smoke form seemed to waver not really solid, but full of malevolence. "Tell me," Bill stroked the material in his hand. "What do you think this is?" The hell dog seemed to gaze at the material. "This is a chain," Bill laughed the laugh of the truly demented. "Yes, this is a chain that will bring him to me. My lovely, so lovely." Bill stroked the scarf he had stolen from George. "My lovely."

Break

Leaving the conference center was a hectic affair of screaming fans and flashing cameras. The stretch hummer was blocked off by police cars their lights flashing seeming to counter balance the flashes of bright silver light with their red, gold and blue brilliance. George brought up his hand to his head to still the headache. "I'll go open the door," Jhaymes said rushing to the car ahead of the group. Feeling faint, Rain grabbed George's hand.

"You're all right." George laughed then gasped. "Now when did I drop that?" George bent to pick up his scarf. His world became an abstract swirl of sensation that turned his stomach. He gripped Rain's hand when he lost his footing. Falling down he banged his knee and gasped as Rain fell on top of him. Opening his eyes, George stared around in terror at the dingy room and threadbare carpet. "Rain?" He said patting the soft hair in his lap. "Rain are you alright?" George shook the young man until he moaned and sat up. "What happened? Where are we?"

"I don't know, but we are in danger. The air is the most foul I've ever tasted." Rain gasped reaching into his voluminous pockets for his thermos. "I am trying to send out a call, but my clean wind is being blocked by the dirty. I'll keep trying." Rain said rubbing his head and focusing. While trying to force his wind out of the boarded up windows and past the beams he thought of his grandparents and Wyld Wynd. He thought of Bikky, of Ryo and Dee, he thought of every Royale. Thinking of George in danger, in his mind he recoiled from the image, but had to include it to convey his desperation. The image of George being bent over by Bill. He thought out to Laton and Torcha, anyone, someone, anyone...

"Keep trying little one," Rain froze at the voice that caused untold night terrors. "By the time they find you, me and lovely will be one."

"You won't..." Rain said tears falling. "You won't lay one dirty finger on him."

"Oh?" Bill raised a brow his new body rippling with muscle blond hair laying on his shoulders. "I suppose you think you can stop me?"

"I will," Rain stood to his feet in front of George and bit back a yell of pain as the form of a large dog materialized seeming to be made of smoke and ash. The dog latched onto his arm and dragged him to the floor. George went to Rain's aid crying out in pain when Bill tugged his hair to hold him still.

"Stop it, let me go," George struggled against the hold feeling several strands of his hair coming loose. George scratched at the skin of the arm wrapped around his waist and stared down in horror as the skin flaked away leaving black scales revealed. "Okay, alright," George stopped struggling when he saw Rain continuing his fight with the beastly demon dog. "Let him go. I will submit."

"No you won't," Rain said placing his hands in the dogs mouth and sending his most powerful wind through the creature. Bill watched in amazement as the dog was blown to bits around the room. "Let him go." Rain demanded getting to his feet his arm dripped blood on the tattered carpet and he held his side where the creature had clawed him. "Now!"

"Oh, you think wind will be enough to stop me?" Bill threw George aside and he landed on the floor with a thud. "Come on then, let's have it." Bill beckoned Rain forward. ' Never rush to engage,' Rain recalled Count D's teaching hearing his dulcet voice in his mind. 'Access your opponent and attribute his skill at least ten times greater than your own. Then act accordingly. Smarter is better than stronger... always." Rain sent up a silent thank you to Count D the same time he tried to send a distress call. "Still trying to call daddy I see." Bill laughed, "Did they make it in time last time I had you? No," Bill's laughter grated on Rain's nerves and he fought the urge to wretch. "You know why I had to do you so much and so often," Bill said advancing when Rain did no more than size him up. "Cause your skinny ass could not satisfy me." Bill jumped over Rain surprised when the boy turned and met his fist with a feint dodging the blow that would have knocked him senseless. "Though your whimpers and begging me to stop were kind of sexy. Especially when you began to long for death. It was so pitiable it was kind of sweet. Maybe when he's sleeping from my ministrations, I'll have another taste."

"Shut your mouth!" Rain said and again Bill was surprised by the boy who did not flagrantly attack him. Anger could be a motivator to a fast and foolish death. Count D had taught him that. "Tell me," Rain said his voice calm as he edged around Bill until he was in front of George who crept to his knees his head reeling from the knock on the floor. "What did you think when Heaven and Aurora entered your cell that night?" George stuck his hand into his pocket and gasped to feel feathery wings. Ponchi wrapped her tiny arms around his finger and squeezed. 'Can she make it out?' Rain's words seemed to be carried on a wind around George's head that he knew the demon could not hear. Ponchi tinkled that she would try and began to bite and nibble a hole in the bottom of George's pocket. He shivered at the feel of her slithering down his leg. Rain heated his wind to make it steam so that Bill would not notice the tiny blue figure that escaped through a crack in the boards on the window.

"Good try kid, but even if she did make to your dad's it's already too late." Bill lunged and Rain evaded again knocking his hand aside wincing as the scales scraped across his already injured arm. He managed to push the demon back keeping George behind him.

"Were you really still alive when they yanked that puny bit of flesh off? Or were you dead when they cleared the space where they put it?" Rain asked and Bill was shocked at the boy's vehemence.

"If it was so puny," Bill said his rage making his scales flare and shred the human shell he inhabited. "Why the hell did you scream?"

"Because," Rain said bringing his hands up slowly over his head then down at his sides. He moved in an intricate pattern of dance that George watched in confusion until he felt the wind responding. "I was only thirteen!" Rain expelled the words with a measure disgust as he clapped his hands. A loud explosion was heard as the wind was shoved with a tornado of force. George gasped holding on to Rain's jacket to keep from being blown away. Bill was lifted from his feet and tossed across the room. Rain sucked air into his lungs going to his knees as his vision clouded. George lifted the boy and pulled him to the window where they could lean back and rest. He looked around the room for anything that he could use for defense and saw that the door was near.

"Come on Rain," George got to his feet pulling the weak boy up careful of his injuries. "Let's go."

"Not so fast," Bill said when they wrenched open the door. "They'll eat you." he said and George backed away from the slavering creatures that milled around outside. "Like I said. By the time your dad's get here, what's left of them will be in no condition to rescue you."

"What makes you think they'll come alone?" George said his fist clenched as he slammed the door.

"Don't fight me lovely," Bill said advancing again. Rain tried, but his movements was slow as he continued to leak blood. Bill caught him up and lifted him above his head. George launched himself forward pummeling Bill with his fists and kicking out at him. Still holding Rain with one arm, Bill shoved George to the floor and threw Rain across the room. Rain bounced off a wall and slide to the floor. No, George stared in horror at the lanky form laying motionless.

"No Rain," George scrabbled over to the prone boy and pulled him into his arms. Rain woke up and shook his head to clear it.

"I'm alright," Rain said wheezing. "I managed a wind resistance. Only a few broken ribs."

"Come here lovely, I have a present for you." Bill approaches his voice calm as he thought to try a different tactic. "Look, I know you'll like it." George refused to turn around instead remained on his knees supporting Rain's weight. He checked the boy over then pulled a ribbon from his hair to tie around the bleeding arm.

"You'll be alright," George said squeezing the arm hoping to staunch to flow of blood. "Lord D will fix this right up."

"I can't... I can't keep fighting him for too much longer," Rain sobbed his worst fears reflected in the dejected, hollow turn of his gorgeous deep green eyes. "You may need Lord D more than I will. Cause it hurts...He's brutal. It'll hurt." Rain wept when each injury seemed to throb as his heartbeat sped up. "But I will try a little longer. They are coming, they are. They have to be."

"I'll help you," George vowed to protect the young man who had done so much to protect him.

"Look lovely, look," Bill said and turned George to see the dull white powder on a mirror. "I got all this for you." It was neatly sliced into lines. George stared in horror as Bill offered him the rolled twenty dollar bill. "You'll like it. It's pure. Dae said so."

Break

Jhaymes gasped as his heart seemed to stop beating then the air left his lungs. He turned around to see George fall. Leaving the door of the hummer standing open he dashed through the crowd pushing people aside. When he got to the spot he had last seen George he stood staring transfixed at the ground. "Come on," Alera tugged his arm. "Come on, not here." Alera tried to move her brother before he gave in to rage.

"He's gone," Jhaymes said tears filling his eyes. "He snatched him right from under our noses." Jhaymes looked around and tried to break free of his sister's hold as she dragged him to the hummer. Once inside Daphnus created a vortex and an empty hummer drove to the consulate. In the war tower of the Arcadian palace Jhaymes stared at the globes his face burning red with his acrimonious bile. "I will flay each scale from his hide and send it home to hell with a message of dragon's flames to his maker." He said as Laton and Torcha entered the tower. Jhaymes started the globes to spinning.

"Oh no, oh dumpling," Torcha wept her tears falling to floor and leaving scorch marks. "Oh dumpling."

"O-Ji-Sama," Ryo said his own anger heating the room as Bikky clung to his own rage next to Dee. "He has Rain too." Andy was glad that the tower was nearly indestructible as Laton and Torcha both emitted flaming shrieks of violent discontent.

Break

There it was, George thought his body quivering as he stared at the bane of his existence. His skin crawled at the remembrance of the sensations caused by the vile substance being offered to him. He shook his head. "I don't want that." He looked away and panicked Bill grabbed his arms again causing the powders to shift leaving the lines in disarray. "Stop it, I don't want it." George said and shoved Bill back. A small cloud of dust greeted his actions. In a fast move, George covered Rain's mouth and nose. Rain tried not to panic as he could not breath. George shoved the mirror forcefully away spilling the contents away from them. "I said I don't want it."

"We will have fun!" Bill yelled his skin flaking away leaving him bare before them black scales glinting coldly in the watered wash of light from the filth covered light bulb. Horns sprouted from his head and George suppressed a scream as his arm was yanked forward and his sleeve pushed up. He clawed at the hand holding him but his nails bounced off the hard shell of demon scales. He began to punch and kick out at the brutal grip. Rain reached out to try to hold on to George as the demon began to pull him away. Bill raised his foot and kicked Rain back. Rain struggled to rise only to have his vision cloud. He could only look on as George was pulled, kicking and screaming to the other side of the room.

Break

The globe of Earth was spinning madly different images flashing brightly as Jhaymes did a worldwide search not daring to stop with the vicinity of where George was last seen. He was about to search the hidden realms when a buzzing blue insect fluttered about his head. He waved it away focusing on his search. It came back and he swatted it absently until Andy yanked him away from the globes. They fell to the Fire Star marble floor of the tower and looked at her tears streaming down his face. "I can't see him. I told him, if he ever called me I would be there, but I can't hear him. I can't see him."

"Ponchi," Andy said holding up the dizzy fairy. Her big blue eyes were unfocused from Jhaymes swat that had knocked her into Alera. Jumping up and down on the palm of Andy's hand her dust leaving sparkling blue trails on the high princess's wrist. Her tinkling sound reverberated in the room as her agitation grew. "Do you know where George is?" Andy asked the little fairy. She clicked her wrist together as Ponchi bounced up and down her head nodding. "Can you take us there?" Andy asked appearing in deep purple and black leather her sword at her side. Ponchi jumped up and down again as the rest of the Royale suited up.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dee said holding on to Bikky who turned to leave the building with them heading to the stables for their mounts.

Bikky tossed off his jacket and secured his long blond hair into a tail at his nape. "That's my brother he's got." Was all Bikky said. Prince Angel nodded and surprised them all by pulling the boy up behind him on Alesix. The Pegasus pawed the ground impatiently. Hydran stood by waiting for Ryo and Dee to mount up as Jhaymes sprouted massive wings of green flames. Laton and Torcha sprouted dragon wings and they all lifted off into the night following the tiny speck if glittering blue light.

Finding themselves on the dilapidated wharf where abandoned apartment buildings abounded Bikky stared around in horror. "Careful," Clarisande announced looking into Prince Angel's orb that he held up. "There are class B Dhagga Demons here."

"Dhagga?" Bikky asked looking at the creatures that dripped foaming acid from their mouths.

"They are eaters of man-flesh," Kronos said lighting his hands just as Chimera did. "Stay near your dad and flame anything that moves." Bikky nodded his heart beat going triple time. This was the real deal, not like training where the beasts were easily controlled by his trainers. He felt a flash of heat and looked up to see wings of green, white and gold flame. He had not known that Master Xi had joined them for this venture. Faldor pranced ahead his hooves smashing the door to bits. The Royale dismounted their mounts shifted to humanoid forms bearing arms as they fought their way up the stairs following Ponchi as she went to her Georgie.

Break

George cried out in pain as a needle was jabbed into his arm. "See... See, just relax," Bill crooned stroking the side of George's face as the needle was emptied. He released his tight grip on George's arm that had revealed the vein and George slumped against him.

"I don't... don't want that," George looked at his arm not believing how easily the poison had slipped inside. Bill laughed getting to his feet leaving George sprawled on the floor. Bill undid his Jacket as Rain crawled over to George. "Rain... run... Go, out of here. Wind, blow away demons, get out... leave me, I'm... already gone."

"What? No you're not gone," Rain sobbed kicking out at Bill as the creature began to lower his pants. "You're right here. Hold on a little bit longer. I can feel it. Daddy is here. They are here, they are coming." Hot tears fell down Rain's face as George's eyes rolled and he began to pant as if he could not breathe. "What did you do to him?!" Rain said looking up as Bill realized that Rain was right. The Arcadian's had arrived.

Break

Lord D looked up from his preparing the infirmary for the injured that would come in and stared at his father who took his arm. "Come on child you will be needed," Sofu said not explaining.

"I know, I am preparing." Lord D began and gasped as his father started his condor transformation. Lord D's arms turned into feathers before he had realized what his father was doing.

"Not good enough we have to go and we have to go now." Sofu said jumping from the window as a majestic eagle a large condor beside him.

Break

Rain heard the crashing at the door while he cradled George in his arms just as the door was blown from it's hinges flames licking along the brittle wood frame. The gleam of an Arcadian steel blade pierced the opening pushing Bill back. "Wait..." Rain called as Ryo bore down on the cowering incubus that stared into the face of the enraged dragon. "Wait, you have to ask him what he did to George."

"What?" Jhaymes came dashing into the room demon blood splattered on his phoenix ninja gear. He pulled George away from Rain delighted to see him still fully clothed. His delight faded by degrees as he took in the deathly pallor of his skin and the cold sweat that dampened his clothes and left his hair hanging limp down his back. "Sweetheart... It's me. It's Jhaymes. Sweetheart," Jhaymes tried again when all George did was open and close his mouth no audible sounds coming out.

Dee went to their side and looked into George's eyes he swore then shook George. "What did you take?" Dee asked George who shook his head. "You took something, your eyes are blitzed. What was it?"

"Didn't want, didn't take," George slurred the words together until they were nearly indecipherable.

"But he did not take it, that bastard shoved a needle in him," Rain said and winced as Bikky and Alera tied his ribs while everyone else remained out side of the room fighting the demons that remained.

"What did you give him?" Ryo yelled his hands glowing dangerously close to the fiend his grandparents entered the room blocking the exit. "You fool, he has been clean for too long you could kill him."

"I would rather watch him die than relinquish him to another," Bill spat the words and a cold gob of mucus landed at Ryo's feet.

"I wouldn't give you the satisfaction," Ryo said and flamed his hands just as Bikky, Laton and Torcha did igniting the beast who went up in flames. He emitted a blood curdling screech that shook the rafters of the apartment knocking several boards loose. Ryo was brought from his silent contemplation by Dee who called his name.

"We're losing him baby," Dee said patting George's cheeks as his lips turned a pale shade of greenish blue under his lipstick. "He's coding, George is over-dosing." Dee said pumping George's chest to keep his heart beating. George gasped and then slipped into unconsciousness.