Ankoku
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Ikari was
enraged but at least he had found his pet. Sleeping with that
fairy. He wasn't pleased but it would be simple to get him out and that
other drake would have to come as well.
Slowly Ikari opened a window of the small shack, looking in at Daemon,
Kumo, and the fairy who he hated.
"Come
Daemon, come." He whispered, weaving a spell with his words, "Bring
the boy."
Without a
thought Daemon complied, slinking carefully out of Nyoku's arms and picking up
the still sleeping Kumo. Without a word
of protest Daemon went to Ikari and together the three of them left.
the place itself but from him from deep inside him he woke up abruptly.
"Daemon?
Kumo?" They were gone.
The
pounding of running feet sounded throughout the house as he searched
franticly. Nyoku launched out of the
place he called home and sped over the forest not a damn trace of his new pet
and patient. A loud moan sounded
through the cave as Daemon kissed Ikari.
The older
drake pounded into him, "You are mine Daemon." He growled, raking his
nails down his back.
Kumo
whimpered, hanging in chains from the wall, body bruised and bloody. He
was being forced to watch as Daemon and Ikari enjoyed themselves.
Something was wrong with Daemon, he wasn't acting like himself.
softly. Nyoku calmed his mind and
probed for Kumo's emotions slowly carefully.
Kumo was confused, upset. He didn't understand, tears laid tracks
down his face as he watched. He caught
just a fragment to the west.
Kumo,
Kumo is that you? He created the mental link to the boy.
Kumo's
mind was in turmoil and Nyoku's voice just made him cry even more, not
understanding what was going on. He thought he was going mad.
Kumo and flew towards it quickly.
Daemon wrapped his arms around Ikari and nuzzled against him, kissing at
his throat softly. The look on Kumo's face made Ikari laugh softly and he
nibbled on Daemon's ear lovingly. A
dark looking building came into view as he passed another clearing. Kumo and
Daemon's scent was practically radiating off it. He landed softly and entered
his war blade in hand, he smelled Ikari as well. Ikari looked up at him over Daemon's shoulder as the younger
nibbled on his throat softly.
malicious smile spread across his face, "Hello fairy." He teased.
He
couldn't accept what he saw, he didn't want to. "What did you do to
Kumo?" Nyoku cooed to him dangerously.
Ikari
smiled and stroked Daemon's hair, "He's safe." He purred, nuzzling
against Daemon, his hands sliding down his back.
"Not
while he's here. And you did something to Daemon as well?" Nyoku tried not
to gag as Daemon moaned from his touch.
Daemon
shuddered slightly, rocking his hips against him, "Please, more,
master." He groaned.
Nyoku
laughed mockingly. "Ikari can't you smell him? Do you really want
something I've been inside?" Nyoku shifted a bit towards Kumo.
He
chuckled, "Can't you see? I've removed your scent completely
fae. He's mine, now and forever." He cooed mockingly, "Hush
pet, I'll take you soon enough." He cooed soothingly into Daemon's ear,
"He's there." He tilted his head to the wall, "Don't touch the
noble." He said as Nyoku got closer.
He maneuvered Daemon over to Kumo; "Maybe I should have Daemon work
on our little one here." He teased.
"Daemon
wouldn't touch him he has too much respect for him." Nyoku hoped so at
least.
"Daemon
will do anything for me, won't you pet?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes
master." He whispered, pressing against him.
"Brain-washing
Bastard!" Nyoku screamed in frustration. "Daemon never wanted
you."
"He
does now. My sweet pet wants only me. He's forgotten about
you."
"I
couldn't give a damn if he wants me. I care only for the boy now give him to
me." It hurt to say it Nyoku knew it wasn't true.
Ikari
laughed, "But he's such a sweet boy." He stroked his hair softly,
"Very well." He removed the chains, letting Kumo fall to the ground.
Nyoku
transported himself there instantly picking him up and shielding him. "And
what you where too afraid to face me awake to get them?" he taunted.
Kumo
immediately scampered over to Nyoku and clung to him, reopening wounds on his
back and shoulders, a large gash went through one of his eyes.
Ikari
chuckled, "No, I would have, but this was far more enjoyable."
It
will be all right Kumo I'm sending you to my Master okay? Nyoku vanished
Kumo to his master's house quickly, "Then face me now you prick."
Nyoku almost sang to him.
Kumo
cried softly, Nyoku, Kumo needs Nyoku.
Stay
there Kumo please.
He
laughed and rubbed against Daemon before whispering in his ear. Daemon
nodded and walked away, going through a door, "I'll face you."
Kumo
cried, Kumo needs Nyoku. He wailed.
"You’ll
leave the boy out of it?" He questioned slowly, Kumo I'll be there soon
I need to get back Daemon.
"My
pet will still be here. I'm not going to use him as a shield."
Kumo
cried some more, "That's all I ask." He screeched his war cry.
Ikari
laughed and a black spiritual blade appeared in his hand, "You are strange
fae." Nyoku rushed him vanishing in mid-stride appearing behind him
opening a gash in his wing before he retaliated. Ikari laughed, his wing automatically mending, Daemon's scream
could be heard from the other room, "Hurt me again, I dare you." He
laughed, swinging and slicing into his cheek.
"I
said leave him out of it!" He cursed the bastard silently.
"I
did leave him out of it. He isn't even in the room." He twirled the
blade and held it to his wrist, "What would happen if I did this?"
Nyoku cursed and blasted the blade by his hand into dust, trying to pick the link
out of Daemon's mind without harming him.
He laughed, "You can't undo it. Give me one good reason I
should give him up." He said, re-summoniis bis blade.
Nyoku
steeled himself "You can have me." He looked at him straight in the
eyes.
Ikari
raised an eyebrow, "Really? Hmmm." He approached slowly and
circled him, "But for how long?"
"How
long do you want me?" Nyoku tried not to puke right then and there.
Soft
fingers ran over Nyoku's wings, "Forever would be nice but I'm sure you
won't accept that so let me think."
"How
about a deal? Hmm?"
"What
kind of deal, sweet fairy." Lightly he nibbled on a wingtip, seeming to
know how sensitive they were.
Nyoku’s
wing twitched where he touched him trying shake him off, "As long as you
don't harm them again I'll live near you keeping both of them and you may take
me whenever you want me."
He
purred, "I like that idea." He said, nibbling on his neck.
"You
aren't doing anything to me until you say ‘Yes’." He shivered slightly in
revulsion.
"Yes."
He said, "But one more thing, if you attempt to harm me it won't be you
who suffers it will be them."
"I
promise on their lives I won't harm you unless my life is at risk."
He
smiled, "We have a deal then." He snapped his fingers, "Daemon's
now unconscious, he won't remember what happened. Go ahead and take
him. His wing is healed as well." He walked toward the door slowly.
Once outside he took Daemon into his arms and flew into the air.
"Take care of him pet." He purred.
Nyoku had
heard the pet part and paled what have I agreed to? He took Daemon to Hannya's
home to pick up Kumo and return to their shack. Kumo couldn't see out of one eye but the rest of his wounds were
healed. Apparently Hannya couldn't heal that one.
to the boy. His eye had to be fixed. I'm going to have to go back to him to
help Kumo.
:1'> Kumo
clung to him, "Don't leave Kumo."
"Kumo
I have to get your eye better lovely one. I'll be back soon." He stood up
and started toward the door. "Kumo watch over Daemon for me? Don't worry
he's back to normal he won't harm you."
Kumo
shook his head and let out a wail of despair, "Nyoku no leave Kumo!"
Nyoku
sedated Kumo and placed him in a chair. He doesn't know how to get back there
he'll wake up in time for Daemon. Nyoku flew back to the dark building to
confront Ikari.
Ikari
lounged comfortably, eating grapes, "So my little pet as returned
already?"
"What
did you do to Kumo's eye?" He asked him slowly.
He
blinked, "I didn't do anything to it."
"What
spell then?"
He
sighed, "I had nothing to do with his eye. I left him alone for
awhile and when I came back it was like that." He said, getting to his
feet and walking over to stand before him.
"If
my old Master couldn't heal him then it was no mere wound." Nyoku took a
step back.
Ikari's
hand lashed out and grabbed the back of his neck, holding him close, "I
did not harm his eye. I didn't lay a scratch on his face but not even I
could heal that wound and I did try."
"Daemon
can't work magic, and I know damn well what claw marks look like." he
stated bravely for a man in his position.
"I
told you I left him in the main hall for awhile and when I returned it was
there. I'm not lying to you pet." He snarled.
"Then
what is it please?" Nyoku took a deep breath. "Master, do you
know?" He tried to sound timid.
Softly he
kissed his cheek, a tender, soothing action, not the way he was with Daemon at
all, "I will try to find out if it will please you pet." He whispered
in his ear.
"I
just want Kumo healthy that's all I ask."
"I
will see what I can find out." He whispered again before nibbling lightly
on his ear, "Go back to them." He cooed softly, "I will tell you
when I know something."
Kumo
whimpered and tears streamed down his face, the wound over his eye bled,
"Kumo how did this happen?" Nyoku kneeled beside him.
Kumo
clung to him, "Kumo doesn't know." He sobbed, blood and tears
streaming down his cheeks, "I-Ikari left Kumo and Kumo fell asleep.
Kumo woke up with the wound."
"Damn
it. We'll have to go back to Hannya or something." He was shocked again.
Kumo
whimpered and rubbed his blood-covered cheek against him, "Wait, Daemon…no
he won't remember…" Nyoku sat confused.
Kumo
cried, "It hurts. Kumo's eye hurts." He cried.
"It's
worth a try. Hold still Kumo." Nyoku placed is hand over the wound and put
all his power into healing it. The
wound didn't heal but it did stop bleeding, leaving an ugly scab, “I'm sorry
Kumo." He hugged him tightly avoiding his eye.
Kumo clung
to him, "Kumo will be alright." He sniffled, "Is Daemon
alright?"
"He
should be if Ikari wasn't lying to me he'll wake up soon."
Daemon
stirred and slowly rubbed his eyes, sitting up, "Kumo? Nyoku?
What happened?" He asked with a yawn.
Kumo
he didn't do anything with Ikari do not tell him we went for a walk and he fell
down kay? Kumo nodded, "Nothing happened love. We went walking
remember you fell and hit your head you were just a little knocked out."
Daemon
scowled, "Oh, alright.”
Nyoku
placed his arms around him to eliminate Ikari's scent. "Everything okay
then?"
Daemon
nodded and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, "Mmmm, love you."
Nyoku
smiled happily overjoyed "I love you too Daemon."
Daemon
purred, "You're my only."
Damn
what about Kumo's eye? He asked him self quietly. "You don't know how
happy that makes me Daemon." He kissed him softly.
Daemon
returned the kiss hungrily, drowning himself in Nyoku's taste.
different like his ‘master'. He continued with him just as hungry.
Finally
Daemon pulled away and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, "Mmmm, I
love the way you taste."
Doesn't
matter he's mine now. Nyoku calmed himself and replied coolly, "I
taste horrible I think."
Daemon
shook his head, "No you don't."
"I
really truly, think I do." This is working out nicely.
Kumo
wrapped his arms around the two of them, "Can we be a family?"
Daemon
laughed softly, "We could be like a family yes. But we wouldn't have
everything a family did." Nyoku petted them both.
Kumo
scowled, "What do you mean?" He asked, obviously confused.
"Kumo
we wouldn't have a Mommy. Me and daemon would both be Daddy." He tried to
explain to the best he could, knowing it would turn out embarrassing.
Kumo
giggled and Daemon stifled a laugh, "In drake society there are many
families that have two fathers or two mothers." Daemon explained calmly.
"Then
yes we are a family." He sighed happily.
Kumo made
a happy sound that could only be described as a cross between a purr and a squeal,
He's so young. Daemon thought, letting Nyoku hear.
Nyoku
hugged him tightly, That he is he replied on the same wavelength.
Daemon
laughed softly, His mind is so childlike.
Nyoku
grinned, That makes him so innocent though.
Daemon
sighed, His body is that of a thirteen or fourteen year old while his mind
is younger. He even still speaks in the third person, something all
drakes do when they start speaking English.
I
think we could help him with that. Couldn't we?
We could
help him with the speaking, I don't know about making his mind catch up with
his body though.