"You should rest Your Majesty. You've been at your studies for days now."

Crimson red eyes augmented with sagacious logic which also revealed a tempestuous personality which continued to grow in intensity met with undecipherable and equally impenetrable aquamarine eyes. Asahi and Tetsuro were at the castle's library containing thousands of stone tablets in which number went on and on until it reached the ceiling which was now a mere dark dot with how high it was. At this setting, Asahi was at the ages 19-20 years old.

"I'm reaching for perfection Tetsuro. A perfect King will lead into a perfect kingdom," the redhead answered.

"Impossible," both Tetsuro and I answered in unison although Asahi could not hear me. I will just let Tetsuro explain how ridiculous Asahi's thinking was. Amusement can be seen in Asahi's eyes and he gave his full attention into Tetsuro.

"Oh? Care to explain how I am wrong with my assumption? I am open to debates," Asahi challenged.

"Perfection do not exists Your Majesty therefore it can never be reached. If perfection did exist, then we will perform our activities in a routine-like way because we already have a standard of perfection. There will be no arguments, there will be a one hundred percent satisfaction for all people and in the process we lose our individuality. Another reason for why perfection does not have a place in this world is because we are created differently. We are distinct from one another and for that reason, we mustn't attempt to reach for perfection for it shall never be attained," Tetsuro explained.

"You are right my Tetsuro," Asahi praised. "Then do you think that your statement is absolute and without a doubt one hundred percent correct?" Asahi rebutted.

Tetsuro narrowed his eyebrows in thought. "Of course not Your Majesty because like I said, there is no absolute and there is no flawlessness."

The King of Ancients chuckled and closed his eyes. "Then, there is a chance that perfection can exist and there is a chance of it being reached. And if perfection does exist, there is a chance that our activities won't be routine-like in way because we will apply appropriate individual activities and in that process, we won't lose our distinctiveness. You are correct about us being created differently and I have no argument with that," Asahi argued.

The teal-haired man glared at Asahi. "You still lose this argument Your Majesty. I win," Tetsuro declared.

Asahi released three 'tsk' before saying: "But saying that we are distinct from one another is a known fact therefore it is not counted. I consider our scores equal."

"You cannot make such rules Your Majesty," Tetsuro deadpanned.

"Hm...are you sour because you thought you have won out of our one thousand and seven debates?"

Tetsuro turned around with his unreadable expression. "I have won countless of times and you just won't admit defeat," he murmured. A dark cloud with threatening thunders began to loom over his head causing Asahi to temporary lose his cool demeneor and immediately getting it back again.

"Oh stop your childish protest," Asahi chuckled and moved his forefinger and middle finger in a swishing manner successfully dismissing the clouds. "Fine, I'll give you a point. You are fortunate to have a merciful King such as me."

Tetsuro twirled around while still bearing his unreadable expression. "No, I do not need your pity. I demand a rematch in all our debates."

Asahi gave Tetsuro a look of disbelief. "Exactly who's-" before completing his sentence he took another breath to gather his thoughts. "Remind me who's the older man here again?"

The setting shifted and showed me Tetsuro coming out of the library after telling Asahi to get dressed so that they can interact with some of the people in the Kingdom. There was another man with a much lighter blue hair leaning against the wall. He was wearing the same black uniform as Tetsuro. Once Tetsuro took notice of him, he bowed and walked passed him only to be called out.

"You aren't even going to greet me properly?" The taller one asked. What kind of greeting did he want? Perhaps he desired to be smooched from head to toe and to be reminded of how glorious he was leading his life.

Tetsuro didn't bother looking back before replying: "I apologize, I am not in the mood to kiss your feet as a way of greeting. Perhaps some other time when I deem you worthy of worshiping."

The stranger smirked in a way that he wasn't please at all with Tetsuro's behavior. "Your tongue is getting sharper with every encounter. Is that the King's honing? He was never a good influence to you otouto."

Oh I also have a big brother here. He may be as annoying as Lucius as what I can perceive. Lucius and him will turn out to be the best of friends if they lived in the same era.

"No one influenced me to be like this Shiro. I just learned how to counteract your moronic and illogical statements. How about you; have you learned where your loyalty stands?"

Shiro pushed himself off the wall and harshly turned his brother to him. "You believe in a false King!" He spat.

Tetsuro pried his hand off and glared back at his older brother with equal intensity. "And you believe in your blind accusations and kiss the feet of your pathetic and jealous and insecure masters who achieved nothing but failure. I stand by a gifted King who has nothing but good intentions. If you believe otherwise then leave. We don't need a weak-hearted, deceitful, perfidious and hypocritical moocher who wags his tail at anyone who has a full plate to offer."

Shiro bared at his teeth of rage as if it Tetsuro sent him factful arrows and slammed his younger brother against the wall. "You will realize how wrong you are with your faith and when you do, you'll come crawling back to me!"

No, I will not allow my oniisan to be associated with this baka. This man was disgusting. Samael kindly remove him from my eyes. I just saw the representive of all self-centered baffoons. This was a whole new meaning of Slade's kind. Slade cannot even be leveled with this category.

"That crawl must be from laughter Shiro because your suffering will just become too humurous for me," Tetsuro retorted. "The King works for the present and the future while your people lives entirely for the unaccepated changes in the past and the short-lived luxury for the present. Eat your greatest meals for in the future...you'll have nothing but my King's tears of joy from the success he has gained and for the failure you put yourselves into."

I want nothing more but to give my past self a kiss on the cheek. He deserved so many offerings to shame more people like him.

The setting shifted and showed me Tetsuro and Asahi walking in the streets of the Kingdom where the white grass continued to spread out despite being walked on every day. Every citizen that Asahi passed by did not waste any second and knelt in their place in respect for his presence. I was observing anyone who will look at him in an ill-mannered way just as I expected them to be but everyone seemed to really admire King Asahi.

A young detka who just started to learn how to walk toddled her way towards Asahi. I expected Asahi to trip her and just kick her because I know that he was a mad man but he did no such thing. He was far from being a mad man. Was this memory too old that my mind started to twist some areas?

Before the detka completely tripped, Asahi caught her and carried her in his arms. "What a beautiful detka," he murmured before gently stroking her head with a gentle smile on his face. "I will protect you with all my power..." he murmured.

The detka slowly started to fall asleep and at that point I had more evidence to prove that Asahi was never born a mad man. Something happened for him to become one that many of his enemies were expecting him to be.

The shift began again and I was now watching Tetsuro get ready for bed. A knock on the door prevented him from removing his upper garment. He ambled towards the door and opened it having Asahi come in without his approval.

"What brings you here Your Majesty?"

Asahi began to look around Tetsuro's room as he analyzed everything from the floor, to the ceiling, to the five walls of the room.

"Prepare your things, I'm going to move you into a better room tomorrow," Asahi ordered and sat on the very big mattress.

"But you just moved me three times for this month. I'm only starting to settle in again," Tetsuro pointed out blankly.

Asahi crossed his legs and smirked. "We have so many rooms in the castle. I want you to try them all and see what you like."

"I told you that I like them all but did you listen to me? Of course not for the mighty King knows what is best for me," he deadpanned. "And if we have so many rooms in the castle, perhaps consider having people come and live with us. I'll personally escort them."

A frown governed Asahi's face. "Absolutely not. I will not allow you to escort anyone to anything or anywhere. "

Tetsuro gave him a long stare and ignored the King's possessive behavior. He grasped the hem of his upper garment and looked at the King.

"Do you mind?" he asked.

"No, by all means, remove everything," Asahi encouraged.

I believe I had enough experience to where this was going.

Tetsuro removed all of his clothing except for the unique underwear he was wearing. It was in the hue of pure white with laces in a crisscross manner just at the upper part of the underwear connecting to the see through parts hugging the pale lumps of flesh behind him. There was a part in the middle of the underwear which revealed the line of his tooshie. His tooshie looked good in those. I must ask Luscev to buy me a set.

I saw Rui wearing this kind of underwear before when I happen to pass by their room for I was out of biscuits. Who knew this existed six-seven thousand years earlier?

I looked at Asahi and saw him staring intently on the lumps of flesh behind Tetsuro.

Must I look away? I covered my eyes but left a little crack between my fingers. I can't watch this but I must to replenish my memories.

"I like this new support wear that Akane designed for the Royal's assassins," Tetsuro complimented.

"I like it too..." Asahi lowly murmured while shamelessly staring at Tetsuro. "May I get a closer inspection? Akane didn't send this to me."

Tetsuro nodded and walked towards the sitting Asahi. There were more connecting strings in front of the underwear which showed more pale skin. Tetsuro still didn't have his ling bulging however; Asahi was already feeling the result of his own bulge in his pants.

"Such a...unique design, I never saw anything like it," Asahi praised as he fingered one lace with his index finger.

Tetsuro nodded in agreement. "Akane overdid herself this time." The King slipped his hand between the teal's pale thigh and grasped it tenderly.

"Turn around..." Asahi ordered. His eyes were burning with lust and he was beginning to look like a starved beast.

Once Tetsuro turned around, Asahi placed one of his hands on his hips and one on his crotch. He kneaded the weeping bulge in his pants as he stared at Tetsuro's meaty pale lumps that became even more tempting and glowing even from the moonlight coming from outside.

The famous umbra assassin noticed a scent in the air and a shade of red colored his cheeks.

"My King?" Tetsuro called out in a careful tone.

Asahi laughed breathlessly before seizing one cheek and then the other in a tight and malicious hold. The assassin bit his bottom lip and covered his nose and mouth.

"Your scent is getting strong..." the teal-haired man commented while starting to pull down the assassin's underwear. "You should get out before my—"

"Submissus side gets attracted? Does my position of a dominatur alarm you?" he asked. The King had the underwear pulled down up until the thigh before slipping a finger to play with Tetsuro's hole.

"It's not too late to stop this. What has gotten into you Your Majesty?" Tetsuro managed to ask in a straight and unbroken voice despite the fact that he was already wincing from whatever feeling he was having.

"It's too late to stop my Tetsuro. You were planning this all along weren't you? You were going to seduce your King and get yourself sexed by him."

Tetsuro's expression became that of disbelief. "I can never do such a thing! How could you—"

Asahi rammed his middle finger inside of Tetsuro's hole and began to stroke the inner sensitive parts surrounding his digit. The assassin swallowed a moan and leaned forward to have the table in front of him as support.

"Tsk tsk tsk...You don't have to worry about anything Tetsuro. I was planning to fornicate you ever since I started to lust over you. I am going to breed you and you will enjoy every second of it as I destroy your sanity," he whispered and pushed his middle finger inside of him even more.

The King pulled his finger out and a string of clear fluid connected with the soaked digit. Asahi tossed Tetsuro onto the bed and removed his fiery red cloak and then his shirt.

Tetsuro unsteadily looked at Asahi and swallowed nervously. "My King..." he breathlessly whispered.

Asahi hovered on top of him and then caressed his cheek intimately before capturing Tetsuro's ajar lips and heatedly osculating his lips in a domineering, greedy and lustful manner. The redhead continued to play with Tetsuro's hole, prodding and thrusting each finger eliciting short whines from the bottom man.

Which was my previous self...I was never the dominatur...

Asahi released the teal's lips from his ravaging handling before straightening in his kneeling position and staring down at Tetsuro with hungry eyes.

"Yes, I am your King so spread your legs to your emperor and allow this King to defile you."

Tetsuro took deep and overwhelmed breaths before obeying. He held the back of his knees and opened his legs wider. Asahi gave him a satisfied look before bending down and placing both of his palms on Tetsuro's pale thighs before licking Tetsuro's soaked entrance. The teal haired man swallowed his moans and gritted his teeth before clutching the bed sheets.

Asahi straightened up and removed his pants before throwing them on the floor. His ling sprung up in excitement with each vein angrily filled with a lot of blood and anticipation.

The King brushed the tip of his ling against Tetsuro's entrance before settling down to painfully, teasingly, and slowly enter inside Tetsuro. The teal's breaths hastened as he tried to welcome Asahi inside of him no matter how wide his girth was and how long his length was.

Tetsuro reached down and attempted to find anymore outline of any remains left to enter him but found none. Asahi was looking up while releasing breathless and scattered chuckles of pleasure.

"I can feel you throb...you're inside of me..." Tetsuro shakily whispered. Asahi hooked his arms around Tetsuro's legs before starting to thrust in and out of him in a beginning pace.

The teal haired boy slid back and forth against the sheets as Asahi's thrust became harder, faster and wilder. The slippery wet noise produced from their bodies filled the room and I could vaguely see the disappearing and reappearing ling of Asahi being covered by his own white fluids. Tetsuro's mouth opened in a silent cry as he released his pent up pressure in a form of white fluids and Asahi gave him one last thrust before completely emptying inside of him.

I blinked from this display. I ended up watching the whole thing with my tooshie in the cradle of my hands.

Asahi bent down and placed a soft kiss on Tetsuro's lips. "I'll come back tomorrow. Expect me more often here...And expect your entrance to welcome the same visitor..." he murmured and gave him an unexpected thrust that marked that he meant what he said.

Who was he to threaten my past self? Tetsuro will not be intimidated.

There was a shift of setting and I found Tetsuro finishing up the last enemy in his mission with a strong beam of windy zephyr that blew through the offender's chest. The enemy fell on his knees signifying Tetsuro's victory. The famous shadow released an exhausted sigh before noticing that there was some lump on his abdomen. He raised his shirt and his eyes widened when he saw a small growth of flower indicating the beginning of a new life.

"I'm pregnant..." Tetsuro murmured.

"I was pregnant..." I gasped lowly. I had a child with the feared Ancient King.