Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Perseus ❯ Come to light. ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: KyraEnsui 
He will give it all to protect those he cared. An insight of his life with the evil entity.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.27.2005 | Updated On: 02.27.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
He will give it all to protect those he cared. An insight of his life with the evil entity.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.27.2005 | Updated On: 02.27.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Scene A, Act I
Soft moan. Angry voices. Deep breathing. All these happenings are what he would have to deal right now. It was a miracle or dumb luck to escape. However, escaping is impossible, but it feels to be free from capture even if it was only temporary. He can hear dogs barking from a distance and several footsteps coming near by. He is hiding from them. After fifteen minutes, it seems the sound has disappear and it was clear to make a move. Slowly, he step away from his hiding space to investigate; however, it seems all was wrong. Dangerously wrong.
A swift breeze blows by his face and his whole body stand still as he feels chill down his spine. He can hear a familiar laugh coming behind him. He wants to run, but his body is not responding nor his thoughts could comprehend the situation. He closes his eyes tightly and biting his lower lip while his hand closes in a fist as strong arms encloses him like a snake and closing the gap between them to a minimum. A deep, foreign voice weakens his capture with simple words.
“You are ours. Now and forever.”
With those words, he moves his capture’s head around and sears him with a rough and yet, gentle kiss. Tears fall on his cheek and he is carried away to his masters’ estate. His life was nothing, but full of sins. Sins of pleasure and torture. Sins of no hope. He was their pet.
Scene A, Act II
“You have brung him back as expected.”
“Of course, he was too easy to find. Time for cat and mouse is over. What do you like to do, oh fearless leader?”
“A reward.”
“Ah yes, the reward for capturing the mouse. Love that idea. I have already told the servants to have him clean and pamper up. Shall we go and check?”
“Let’s go.” as he walks off. The man follow behind with a grin on his face. It will be fun.
His brown locks shadow over his eyes as he gazes outside of the window. His outfit was pure white jacket with a ruffles on the wrist area along with his long pant and matching boots. He stands up and walks to the window as he watches the scenery of hope and life. His hand places over the cold glass and gently sliding down with ambition to be free. All is shatter when he sees a reflection of his nightmares and quickly turns around to face them both. He can feel warmth on his cheek as one of his nightmares extend his hand to his face and caressing it.
“You are ours, Ken.” the man says.
Ken’s eyes shifted away from him and sorrow takes over his expression. He can feel the hand moving his face up and cups his chin. His thumb rubbing his chin and around his lips. He closes his eyes again. It was all the same at the end.
“I’ll leave you two alone for the time being. I have plans to make and attend to. Have fun you two.” the foreign bows and leaves them.
The man wraps one of his arm around Ken’s waist and pulls him closer to his body while his other hand is brushing back his soft, brown hair. Everything is gentle at first until the end where things get rough. The man moves and feels the silken outfit down on Ken’s body and spreading apart his legs so that one of his legs can be between them. Ken tilt his head in a soft moan.
“You should understand by now, Ken. Give in to us.” he demands softly.
“Never.” he responds back softly. “To you or to him, Bradley.”
“I hate that name.”
In a swift movement, he pushes Ken back hard to the wall and grabs both of his wrists and moves them over his head as one of his hands grip them tight. His other hand goes down Ken’s body towards his crotch where he spreads his legs apart and then, he quickly cups his chin.
“How many times do I have to remind you to not call me by that name?” Crawford asks.
“I lost count.” Ken replies.
“Hmpf. Do remember what you have said when you first came here. If not, then we would have to...” he trails off.
“I know” he splats out as he looks away. “I ... I understand.”
“Good. And now, you should understand what happens next.” as he goes down to his neck and kisses it softly.
Ken closes his eyes and tilts his head up slightly as his body tenses up with each slow, soft touches. Crawford can feel his little pet tensing up so he releases his hold on his wrists which Ken places his arms around Crawford’s neck. He gently raise Ken up while holding onto one of his legs and they both to kiss dominantly. As they continue, Crawford moves them away from the wall next to the window and lays Ken down first on a soft, fluffy rug that is in front of the fireplace. He slowly unbuttons his jacket until it exposes another layer of clothing that is skin tight to curve out Ken’s muscular chest, and begins to pull up on that shirt to expose his abs where he kisses them tenderly. Ken moans softly and arches his back up until he gasps.
Crawford is able to work his way through Ken’s pants while pulling up his shirt and starts shifting his ways onto Ken’s penis; licking, sucking, squeezing, and jerking it. Ken grasp for air while his hands grip onto the rug as rough, arousing sensation flows into his body all at once. Hot, wet sensation begins to become unbearable for him to hold back his moans for pleasure and calling out to stop.
He comes up to his ear and nibbles on them and whispers deeply. Tears falling down his cheek as he continues to listen to them. He licks the tears away and roughly kisses Ken in a long, passionate rustles with his tongue while rhythming his hand on Ken’s crotch. He releases the kiss and his hand from him, and licks his hand off while watching him. He takes out his handkerchief and wipes off any residue and throws in the fireplace. He gets up and straighten his clothes while looking at the mirror on top of the fireplace.
“Get dress. You will be coming with us to a reception.”
Ken carefully gets up and tucks in his shirt, zipping his pant back up, and buttoning his jacket back. He straighten his clothes and brushing his hair back before looking at Crawford. He nods and heads for the door.
“Don’t make a scene or else.” Crawford warns to Ken.
“I won’t.” Ken agrees and leaves.
Crawford turns around and looks at the door. He can vision of what’s going to happen at the reception; however, he’ll just let it go since he wants to see how much they have change. Indeed, it will be a surprise.
Scene A, Act III
As he walks down the corridor of the mansion, he begins to reminisce his first time coming here. Everything was still the same with a few new here and there around the place, but aura was still the same. It will always be the same. He turns and looks around the place like a child and grasp the essence of this terrible place that holds many secrets.
He arrives at the main entrance and walks out to see a carriage waiting in front of the huge castle. A driver opens the door for him to get in to sit and waits for two more presence to join. He places his hand under his chin, his elbow on the seal of the window and stares out at center garden. He was lost in gaze to not notice another presences with him until he feels the carriage jolt a little when he sees them. Crawford is sitting next to him and reading the invitation and letter that was given two days earlier. As for the person across from him, it was Schuldig. He was a mysterious person to be related with Crawford, but he has been seeing him with Crawford ever since that one day. Schuldig smirks at him and Ken quickly turns his attention to the outside scenery.
“I feel ignore today. Is there something wrong, Ken?” Schuldig asks.
Ken shakes his head. “Just enjoying the scenery outside of the castle.”
“Is that so? How cute..”
“Stop the carriage.” Crawford demands.
The carriage halts in a smooth stop and driver jumps down from his seat and walks next to the door. He stands near to listen what Crawford have to say and begins to walk ten feet away from the carriage. Ken blinks in confusion, but it is quickly clears away when he starts to hear clashes of metal and sounds of pain. He closes his ears with his hands and shuts his eyes to extract the sight and sound away until he feels something tugging him close. He can feel soft touches brushing his hair and gentle whispers of words creates a drowsy effect that he falls asleep in the person’s embrace. Schuldig smiles and lays Ken down on the seat where he places his head onto his lap and strokes his brown locks away from his face. The driver returns to his seat and the carriage starts to stroll.
“Fools. It is sad to have to end their miserable life like this. Is that what you saw?” Schuldig asks.
“Yes.”
“A man with few words. I’m shock.” as he says sarcastically.
Crawford looks up. “It’s nothing. They’re fool enough not to deep their grave all the way to hell. I’m sure you would enjoy that.”
“Haha..” Schuldig laughs and swipes his hair away from his face. “The only thing I want to enjoy is to taste this innocent one’s sweet blood and body; however, it will aged nicely when the time comes that I will show my true color.”
“Like wine, it will taste finely.”
“Exactly. Until then, I want to....examine the quality of his maturity when we get a place to rest.”
“Do as you like.”
Schuldig smirks at the remark and looks down at the person who is sleeping peacefully on his lap. He remembers clearly on that day when he first met him. It was quite riveting which he enjoys the payoff; it wasn’t until he found out more that he was more satisfied. He closes his eyes and reminisces that founding day.
Scene B, Act IV
(Flashback: 14 years ago, dark cellar of a house)
“Aniki! What’s down here?? I’m curious.” a little boy said.
“Hey! Don’t go there. Father warned us about this place and he would scold us if we’re down here. We shouldn’t be down here too.”
“But I made a bet that I will show them that there’s nothing here, but a bad rumor.”
“If it was, then Father shouldn’t had been so protective to have guards and such. Come back here, Nagi!”
“No, Ken-nii-chan. I want to find out and I have powers too.”
“You’re still developing them!! Hey Nagi!!” as he saw Nagi’s presence disappearing in the dark.
Ken shook his head and hurried to follow him. It took him awhile, but he was able to catch up to his little brother who happened to stand in front of a huge, dark crystal that was situating in the middle of the place. Nagi was slowly circling around to examine and a few times, he tapped at it. He stopped to look and looked back at his brother.
“Wow. It’s huge!!” he said in excitement.
“Yeah. Now, let’s go before anything happened. Knowing Father, he has his guard patrolling right now. Come on.” as he grabbed his little brother’s wrist.
“Aww...” he pouted and followed him.
It wasn’t until he crashed into his older brother. He blinked and wander with the sudden stop until he saw someone standing in front of the entrance where they came from and it was the only exit, too. Nagi was about to use power against the stranger when he felt the hand of his older brother not to make a move. He nodded and held onto his arm close.
“Who are you? You are not allowed here. You’re trespassing.” Ken said in harsh tone.
“To free him.”
“You will not! I will call out the guards to arrest you!”
“They’re dead. As for you two, you both will be dead after I break this seal.”
Nagi’s eyes widened and he felt a huge jolt from behind which separate him from his brother and tried to use power against the stranger. It didn’t phase the person, but he slammed him to the crystal where a slash on his little arm sprouted out blood. Ken tried to run towards his little brother, but he was stopped by the same person who threw Nagi to the crystal. The other stranger chanted out unusual language and the crystal began to glow brightly and immensely pour out negative energy throughout the place.
“An.....ni...ki...” Nagi called out slowly as his pain grew more dangerously.
“Nagi!!” as he stretched out his hand towards him.
After all the spectacular light showing and smokes diminishing, a familiar figure formed a dark entity named Schuldig. He strolled out of darkness and stretched out his limbs. He brushed his hair back and grinned happily. He looked down and picked up the fallen boy by the collar and examined him. He smirked and licked at the wound.
“Sweet. Your blood released me from this retched prison. What more can you offered?”
Ken kicked his assailant and tackled Schuldig away where he caught his brother and held him close. He glared him dangerously. Schuldig was able to bring back his composure and dusted off any dust or dirt on his clothing before returning his sight back the troublesome.
“Boy, you will hand him over if you know what’s go for you.” Schuldig demanded.
“I will not hand you my brother. Never!” Ken splatted out.
“Brother?” he questioned.
“They’re sons of the one person who sealed you.” Crawford added in.
“Oh really?” he said in amusement.
“Why don’t you take them both, sire? I’m sure you want to extract your revenge.” the stranger asked.
“Ah. My loyal person. Nice to see you again, Farfarello. I think I will.” as he rubbed his chin and his other hand under his elbow.
“No!” Ken angered out. “Leave Nagi alone. He’s too young.”
“Oh? You have a better idea. Hmm?”
Ken closed his eyes and held Nagi tightly close to him where he took out his one necklace that it has been with him since birth. Schuldig hissed evilly at the glow of light. He placed the necklace over Nagi’s neck and tucked it in his shirt where it healed slowly healed his wound. He placed him down on the ground where he took off his jacket and wrapped Nagi up. He stood up and stared straight at Schuldig with few tears falling out.
“You can have my soul, my life. My everything. I will be the one to be sin.” as he spoke those words, he slowly unbutton his shirt, tilting part of it away from his right chest to reveal a marking. A marking of a small gentian with white wings.
Schuldig was surprised at first, but he laughed loudly when he walked towards Ken and kneeled down before him. He gingerly touched the marking and licked it which gave Ken the chills. He cupped his chin and looked deeply in his eyes. He knew that the kid was serious and also, selfish. To give away life to protect his little brother was stupid, but he liked the trade-off.
“Deal, Angel of Innocence.” with that, he pricked on his marking for it will bleed. He licked and sucked on it which made Ken tilted his head back, and Schuldig wrapped his arms around his little body to pull him even closer while drinking his blood. His aged, white hair was suddenly returned to his shimmering orange hair and specks of wrinkle wilted away. Ken collapsed as Schuldig gave one last lick to seal the wound and carried him in his arms. He laughed and vanished in the darkness with Crawford and Farfarello.
A few minutes later, guards found Nagi and took him back to the sanctuary where they told their masters terrible news. The mother fainted immediately while the father slowly collapsed back on his chair. Their eldest son was taken by the heir of darkness. Now, they felt that they can never get their son back. Not from him.
Scene B, Act V
(End of flashback. Present time.)
He grins happily and probably even more when he sees their grieving faces. He loves to crash party especially when it deals with your mortal enemy. They arrive to a secluded resting place where his driver intends to take. He jumps down and opens the door for them as Crawford exits first then Schuldig with sleeping Ken in his arms. They look at the scenery.
“You know how to impressed me, Farfarello.” Schuldig comments.
“Thank you. I know you want your privacy and preparation before making your grand entrance.” Farfarello responds.
“Be careful though, sire.” Crawford adds.
“Oh? Do you vision something?” he asks.
“Your confrontation with the boy.” he explains.
He looks at Ken then back at Crawford. “He must been training to rescue his dear aniki. I would enjoy to see how much he has grown.”
With that, he leaves them alone and walks to his cabin with Ken. He smirks as he imagines how much of a challenge and tasteful the boy can be. However, he is quite satisfied or probably more with what he have in his arms as he places him down on the bed and strokes away the teen’s hair away from his face to reveal the innocence. After all these years, he is still amaze how much this one keeps its innocence. He have to congratulate his servants for raising him well.
He sits next to Ken and hungrily kisses him from his lips down to his neck and back. He snaps his fingers to make the crimson silk canopy curtains fall and works his way of taking off his vanilla crisp jacket and lacing off his shirt to expose his tan torso and chest. His finger slowly admiring the marking on his chest which it was still pure as before. Small gentians with white wings.
Schuldig takes off all of his clothes and slides in the blanket to cuddle next to Ken which he, too, is naked and holds him close to his body. He whispers deeply into his ear before falling asleep.
“Meine Liebe.”
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Soft moan. Angry voices. Deep breathing. All these happenings are what he would have to deal right now. It was a miracle or dumb luck to escape. However, escaping is impossible, but it feels to be free from capture even if it was only temporary. He can hear dogs barking from a distance and several footsteps coming near by. He is hiding from them. After fifteen minutes, it seems the sound has disappear and it was clear to make a move. Slowly, he step away from his hiding space to investigate; however, it seems all was wrong. Dangerously wrong.
A swift breeze blows by his face and his whole body stand still as he feels chill down his spine. He can hear a familiar laugh coming behind him. He wants to run, but his body is not responding nor his thoughts could comprehend the situation. He closes his eyes tightly and biting his lower lip while his hand closes in a fist as strong arms encloses him like a snake and closing the gap between them to a minimum. A deep, foreign voice weakens his capture with simple words.
“You are ours. Now and forever.”
With those words, he moves his capture’s head around and sears him with a rough and yet, gentle kiss. Tears fall on his cheek and he is carried away to his masters’ estate. His life was nothing, but full of sins. Sins of pleasure and torture. Sins of no hope. He was their pet.
Scene A, Act II
“You have brung him back as expected.”
“Of course, he was too easy to find. Time for cat and mouse is over. What do you like to do, oh fearless leader?”
“A reward.”
“Ah yes, the reward for capturing the mouse. Love that idea. I have already told the servants to have him clean and pamper up. Shall we go and check?”
“Let’s go.” as he walks off. The man follow behind with a grin on his face. It will be fun.
His brown locks shadow over his eyes as he gazes outside of the window. His outfit was pure white jacket with a ruffles on the wrist area along with his long pant and matching boots. He stands up and walks to the window as he watches the scenery of hope and life. His hand places over the cold glass and gently sliding down with ambition to be free. All is shatter when he sees a reflection of his nightmares and quickly turns around to face them both. He can feel warmth on his cheek as one of his nightmares extend his hand to his face and caressing it.
“You are ours, Ken.” the man says.
Ken’s eyes shifted away from him and sorrow takes over his expression. He can feel the hand moving his face up and cups his chin. His thumb rubbing his chin and around his lips. He closes his eyes again. It was all the same at the end.
“I’ll leave you two alone for the time being. I have plans to make and attend to. Have fun you two.” the foreign bows and leaves them.
The man wraps one of his arm around Ken’s waist and pulls him closer to his body while his other hand is brushing back his soft, brown hair. Everything is gentle at first until the end where things get rough. The man moves and feels the silken outfit down on Ken’s body and spreading apart his legs so that one of his legs can be between them. Ken tilt his head in a soft moan.
“You should understand by now, Ken. Give in to us.” he demands softly.
“Never.” he responds back softly. “To you or to him, Bradley.”
“I hate that name.”
In a swift movement, he pushes Ken back hard to the wall and grabs both of his wrists and moves them over his head as one of his hands grip them tight. His other hand goes down Ken’s body towards his crotch where he spreads his legs apart and then, he quickly cups his chin.
“How many times do I have to remind you to not call me by that name?” Crawford asks.
“I lost count.” Ken replies.
“Hmpf. Do remember what you have said when you first came here. If not, then we would have to...” he trails off.
“I know” he splats out as he looks away. “I ... I understand.”
“Good. And now, you should understand what happens next.” as he goes down to his neck and kisses it softly.
Ken closes his eyes and tilts his head up slightly as his body tenses up with each slow, soft touches. Crawford can feel his little pet tensing up so he releases his hold on his wrists which Ken places his arms around Crawford’s neck. He gently raise Ken up while holding onto one of his legs and they both to kiss dominantly. As they continue, Crawford moves them away from the wall next to the window and lays Ken down first on a soft, fluffy rug that is in front of the fireplace. He slowly unbuttons his jacket until it exposes another layer of clothing that is skin tight to curve out Ken’s muscular chest, and begins to pull up on that shirt to expose his abs where he kisses them tenderly. Ken moans softly and arches his back up until he gasps.
Crawford is able to work his way through Ken’s pants while pulling up his shirt and starts shifting his ways onto Ken’s penis; licking, sucking, squeezing, and jerking it. Ken grasp for air while his hands grip onto the rug as rough, arousing sensation flows into his body all at once. Hot, wet sensation begins to become unbearable for him to hold back his moans for pleasure and calling out to stop.
He comes up to his ear and nibbles on them and whispers deeply. Tears falling down his cheek as he continues to listen to them. He licks the tears away and roughly kisses Ken in a long, passionate rustles with his tongue while rhythming his hand on Ken’s crotch. He releases the kiss and his hand from him, and licks his hand off while watching him. He takes out his handkerchief and wipes off any residue and throws in the fireplace. He gets up and straighten his clothes while looking at the mirror on top of the fireplace.
“Get dress. You will be coming with us to a reception.”
Ken carefully gets up and tucks in his shirt, zipping his pant back up, and buttoning his jacket back. He straighten his clothes and brushing his hair back before looking at Crawford. He nods and heads for the door.
“Don’t make a scene or else.” Crawford warns to Ken.
“I won’t.” Ken agrees and leaves.
Crawford turns around and looks at the door. He can vision of what’s going to happen at the reception; however, he’ll just let it go since he wants to see how much they have change. Indeed, it will be a surprise.
Scene A, Act III
As he walks down the corridor of the mansion, he begins to reminisce his first time coming here. Everything was still the same with a few new here and there around the place, but aura was still the same. It will always be the same. He turns and looks around the place like a child and grasp the essence of this terrible place that holds many secrets.
He arrives at the main entrance and walks out to see a carriage waiting in front of the huge castle. A driver opens the door for him to get in to sit and waits for two more presence to join. He places his hand under his chin, his elbow on the seal of the window and stares out at center garden. He was lost in gaze to not notice another presences with him until he feels the carriage jolt a little when he sees them. Crawford is sitting next to him and reading the invitation and letter that was given two days earlier. As for the person across from him, it was Schuldig. He was a mysterious person to be related with Crawford, but he has been seeing him with Crawford ever since that one day. Schuldig smirks at him and Ken quickly turns his attention to the outside scenery.
“I feel ignore today. Is there something wrong, Ken?” Schuldig asks.
Ken shakes his head. “Just enjoying the scenery outside of the castle.”
“Is that so? How cute..”
“Stop the carriage.” Crawford demands.
The carriage halts in a smooth stop and driver jumps down from his seat and walks next to the door. He stands near to listen what Crawford have to say and begins to walk ten feet away from the carriage. Ken blinks in confusion, but it is quickly clears away when he starts to hear clashes of metal and sounds of pain. He closes his ears with his hands and shuts his eyes to extract the sight and sound away until he feels something tugging him close. He can feel soft touches brushing his hair and gentle whispers of words creates a drowsy effect that he falls asleep in the person’s embrace. Schuldig smiles and lays Ken down on the seat where he places his head onto his lap and strokes his brown locks away from his face. The driver returns to his seat and the carriage starts to stroll.
“Fools. It is sad to have to end their miserable life like this. Is that what you saw?” Schuldig asks.
“Yes.”
“A man with few words. I’m shock.” as he says sarcastically.
Crawford looks up. “It’s nothing. They’re fool enough not to deep their grave all the way to hell. I’m sure you would enjoy that.”
“Haha..” Schuldig laughs and swipes his hair away from his face. “The only thing I want to enjoy is to taste this innocent one’s sweet blood and body; however, it will aged nicely when the time comes that I will show my true color.”
“Like wine, it will taste finely.”
“Exactly. Until then, I want to....examine the quality of his maturity when we get a place to rest.”
“Do as you like.”
Schuldig smirks at the remark and looks down at the person who is sleeping peacefully on his lap. He remembers clearly on that day when he first met him. It was quite riveting which he enjoys the payoff; it wasn’t until he found out more that he was more satisfied. He closes his eyes and reminisces that founding day.
Scene B, Act IV
(Flashback: 14 years ago, dark cellar of a house)
“Aniki! What’s down here?? I’m curious.” a little boy said.
“Hey! Don’t go there. Father warned us about this place and he would scold us if we’re down here. We shouldn’t be down here too.”
“But I made a bet that I will show them that there’s nothing here, but a bad rumor.”
“If it was, then Father shouldn’t had been so protective to have guards and such. Come back here, Nagi!”
“No, Ken-nii-chan. I want to find out and I have powers too.”
“You’re still developing them!! Hey Nagi!!” as he saw Nagi’s presence disappearing in the dark.
Ken shook his head and hurried to follow him. It took him awhile, but he was able to catch up to his little brother who happened to stand in front of a huge, dark crystal that was situating in the middle of the place. Nagi was slowly circling around to examine and a few times, he tapped at it. He stopped to look and looked back at his brother.
“Wow. It’s huge!!” he said in excitement.
“Yeah. Now, let’s go before anything happened. Knowing Father, he has his guard patrolling right now. Come on.” as he grabbed his little brother’s wrist.
“Aww...” he pouted and followed him.
It wasn’t until he crashed into his older brother. He blinked and wander with the sudden stop until he saw someone standing in front of the entrance where they came from and it was the only exit, too. Nagi was about to use power against the stranger when he felt the hand of his older brother not to make a move. He nodded and held onto his arm close.
“Who are you? You are not allowed here. You’re trespassing.” Ken said in harsh tone.
“To free him.”
“You will not! I will call out the guards to arrest you!”
“They’re dead. As for you two, you both will be dead after I break this seal.”
Nagi’s eyes widened and he felt a huge jolt from behind which separate him from his brother and tried to use power against the stranger. It didn’t phase the person, but he slammed him to the crystal where a slash on his little arm sprouted out blood. Ken tried to run towards his little brother, but he was stopped by the same person who threw Nagi to the crystal. The other stranger chanted out unusual language and the crystal began to glow brightly and immensely pour out negative energy throughout the place.
“An.....ni...ki...” Nagi called out slowly as his pain grew more dangerously.
“Nagi!!” as he stretched out his hand towards him.
After all the spectacular light showing and smokes diminishing, a familiar figure formed a dark entity named Schuldig. He strolled out of darkness and stretched out his limbs. He brushed his hair back and grinned happily. He looked down and picked up the fallen boy by the collar and examined him. He smirked and licked at the wound.
“Sweet. Your blood released me from this retched prison. What more can you offered?”
Ken kicked his assailant and tackled Schuldig away where he caught his brother and held him close. He glared him dangerously. Schuldig was able to bring back his composure and dusted off any dust or dirt on his clothing before returning his sight back the troublesome.
“Boy, you will hand him over if you know what’s go for you.” Schuldig demanded.
“I will not hand you my brother. Never!” Ken splatted out.
“Brother?” he questioned.
“They’re sons of the one person who sealed you.” Crawford added in.
“Oh really?” he said in amusement.
“Why don’t you take them both, sire? I’m sure you want to extract your revenge.” the stranger asked.
“Ah. My loyal person. Nice to see you again, Farfarello. I think I will.” as he rubbed his chin and his other hand under his elbow.
“No!” Ken angered out. “Leave Nagi alone. He’s too young.”
“Oh? You have a better idea. Hmm?”
Ken closed his eyes and held Nagi tightly close to him where he took out his one necklace that it has been with him since birth. Schuldig hissed evilly at the glow of light. He placed the necklace over Nagi’s neck and tucked it in his shirt where it healed slowly healed his wound. He placed him down on the ground where he took off his jacket and wrapped Nagi up. He stood up and stared straight at Schuldig with few tears falling out.
“You can have my soul, my life. My everything. I will be the one to be sin.” as he spoke those words, he slowly unbutton his shirt, tilting part of it away from his right chest to reveal a marking. A marking of a small gentian with white wings.
Schuldig was surprised at first, but he laughed loudly when he walked towards Ken and kneeled down before him. He gingerly touched the marking and licked it which gave Ken the chills. He cupped his chin and looked deeply in his eyes. He knew that the kid was serious and also, selfish. To give away life to protect his little brother was stupid, but he liked the trade-off.
“Deal, Angel of Innocence.” with that, he pricked on his marking for it will bleed. He licked and sucked on it which made Ken tilted his head back, and Schuldig wrapped his arms around his little body to pull him even closer while drinking his blood. His aged, white hair was suddenly returned to his shimmering orange hair and specks of wrinkle wilted away. Ken collapsed as Schuldig gave one last lick to seal the wound and carried him in his arms. He laughed and vanished in the darkness with Crawford and Farfarello.
A few minutes later, guards found Nagi and took him back to the sanctuary where they told their masters terrible news. The mother fainted immediately while the father slowly collapsed back on his chair. Their eldest son was taken by the heir of darkness. Now, they felt that they can never get their son back. Not from him.
Scene B, Act V
(End of flashback. Present time.)
He grins happily and probably even more when he sees their grieving faces. He loves to crash party especially when it deals with your mortal enemy. They arrive to a secluded resting place where his driver intends to take. He jumps down and opens the door for them as Crawford exits first then Schuldig with sleeping Ken in his arms. They look at the scenery.
“You know how to impressed me, Farfarello.” Schuldig comments.
“Thank you. I know you want your privacy and preparation before making your grand entrance.” Farfarello responds.
“Be careful though, sire.” Crawford adds.
“Oh? Do you vision something?” he asks.
“Your confrontation with the boy.” he explains.
He looks at Ken then back at Crawford. “He must been training to rescue his dear aniki. I would enjoy to see how much he has grown.”
With that, he leaves them alone and walks to his cabin with Ken. He smirks as he imagines how much of a challenge and tasteful the boy can be. However, he is quite satisfied or probably more with what he have in his arms as he places him down on the bed and strokes away the teen’s hair away from his face to reveal the innocence. After all these years, he is still amaze how much this one keeps its innocence. He have to congratulate his servants for raising him well.
He sits next to Ken and hungrily kisses him from his lips down to his neck and back. He snaps his fingers to make the crimson silk canopy curtains fall and works his way of taking off his vanilla crisp jacket and lacing off his shirt to expose his tan torso and chest. His finger slowly admiring the marking on his chest which it was still pure as before. Small gentians with white wings.
Schuldig takes off all of his clothes and slides in the blanket to cuddle next to Ken which he, too, is naked and holds him close to his body. He whispers deeply into his ear before falling asleep.
“Meine Liebe.”
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