*Story is a wee bit graphic so if you cannot handle violent themes do NOT read*

Ryuga's Pov.

I would never forget the way that his hands ran up my body, like a predator sizing up its prey before eating. His skin was soft and scented of rose, what a strange smell to linger on his skin because he usually smelled so bitter and felt so unforgiving. His eyes that were always cold blue were warm from ecstasy, lust, and what I wanted to believe was love for someone like me to enjoy, someone like me... could never enjoy another fully so I guess I contradicted myself. I was born with the curse that now follows me and now I feel as I am the one being controlled by the bey instead of the other way around which is how it should be. I am not allowed to love people, well it is almost impossible to like anyone when they all run away screaming bloody murder at the mere sight of you. He didn't however, he looked at me without fear, without anger, and it amazed me that he didn't have any prejudice against me like Hagane or Hawana had. When I looked into his eyes I saw nothing, and nothing was exactly what Kyoya Tategami was.

We met when Doji had brought him over to the Dark Nebula the second time around because he wouldn't let his practical son go. Tategami had had abusive parents and eventually ran away before running into Doji on the street, and Doji being the soft hearted idiot he was, took Tategami in. Tategami eventually made his own group and left Doji in the past but the past does have a funny way of repeating itself. When I first met Tategami he was speaking- or rather yelling- at one of the workers and I had stopped to watch because I was amused at the showing. Usually no one but me could scare the workers here that badly and it was kind of a relief to see someone else do the dirty work, within reason. I realized that I enjoyed watching the two fanged blader and began following him around, but I had to hide in the shadows or that fatty Hawana would've saw me, then all hell would break loose.

I believe that I am misunderstood because when people hear me they shiver in fear, and I do enjoy that, but I don't enjoy that whenever I go to get some food and they start throwing money at me screaming to take what I want and leave. I usually don't even get to the front desk and people start running around like I had already set them on fire, and I have to stand there thinking about why I got out of bed this morning. I wished that someone would sit there and listen to me talk and then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't want to kill people as often. The dark power does most of the dirty work for me but sometimes it is nice to be me and not the blader that Doji and everyone else is relying on. A day like that comes around once in a life time, but never had I found anyone to share it with in till I met him, and it seemed my whole world changed. He would listen to me and we would tell each other's stories, his about abuse and drugs, and mine about neglectful parents and pressure.

That was the very first time we talked to one another and in a day we felt we have known each other for years. I knew everything I could know about Tategami and Kyoya... he was practically clueless about who I really was underneath the mask I put on. I think that he knew that to and just let it drop because he didn't want to make me too uncomfortable, that I will always be secretly grateful for. Not even a year passed before me and him began to date, and those were the happiest days I will ever remember because I saw a new side to the two fanged blader. I saw him laugh, smile, and he was always willing to hold my hand while others ran around like idiots screaming about 911 and other emergency contacts. I never knew that someone as lonely and distant as Tategami could ever be as loving, kind, and loyal as he was whenever he was by myside. I would even go as far to say that I loved him back even though neither of us ever said the words 'I love you', I knew that he loved me.

In the way he walked around me, talked around me, and allowed me to make love to him whenever I pleased without the slightest regard to his needs, I knew he loved me. I wished that I knew back then that our days would be numbered so that I could have actually enjoyed our time together more and fully. The day just had to be Tategami's birthday when we both went to hell over some stupid rumor caused by no other than Doji himself. I had heard about an affair going on between Tategami and that stupid red headed Hagane, I was so mad that I threw out all sources of reason. I marched into that base and yelled at him for what he had done and he got defensive and yelled at me accusing me of sleeping with a couple of the new comers. I left him alone to rot and cry because the moment I hit the gate I knew that I had been in the wrong because Tategami hated Hagane.

That was the last time I had really talk to Tategami because I knew that the moment he got his chance all of my manhood will face his wrath, and not the kind I liked. Sex on the other hand we have had a couple times since our sudden end, I told you that he let me make love to him no matter his regards. The last couple weeks we would met up at the motel, we would sleep together, and then he would be gone before morning, and that was how it ended every day. Pillow talk wasn't an issue because we would at most say two words each before we were ready to touch, kiss, and lick each other as we pleased. The worst part of all this was I wouldn't mind- okay, I want to talk to Kyoya about what happened so that we can make amends. Who gave a damn what Hawana or Hagane had to say? Not me, so he shouldn't have a problem leaving them both behind in the past so that we could be together again.

A emperor and his empress ruling over this pathetic world of liars, sinners, and murderers, and we will be the ones standing above it all waiting to watch it burn. That is how it should be and I knew that if Kyoya joined battle bladers I wouldn't be able to control myself from taking all of his energy with me. I would have to make him apart of L-Drago forever so that I would have enough to power to over throw everything else that was stupid enough to challenge me. Like that walking circus that Tategami actually called a friend Hawana, God that guy pissed me off to no end. I hated how he always followed Tategami behind so closely, I hated the way he chewed with his mouth open, I hated that he screamed all the time, but that wasn't what I hated the most. No, what I hated the most about him was that I knew he had a crush on Tategami the moment I saw that purvey look in his eye. It took all I had not to punch him in the face and shove the shitty bey straight up his ass.

I leaned against a telephone pole, looking up at the sky that was beginning to turn grey because it was supposed to rain again soon. My cape was wrapped around me like a blanket as I held it close to my shoulders like I always did whenever I got frustrated about something, usually Tategami. I wished that for once he would listen to me and not put up a fight because he felt like it, was that too much to ask? I smirked a little because I knew that if Tategami had agreed with me I would have suspected that he was an imposter. That was one of the many irritating things about Tategami that made me love him because in many ways he was just like me, and in others he seemed to be stranger than ever. "It was stupid of me to think that it would actually work," I whispered to myself as I shook my head. "He was always stubborn before and I thought that children matured with age."

"I am far from a child," I looked over my shoulder sharp as I heard his voice and was greeted by his cold stare and warm tan skin waiting for me to burn. "God, I wish that you would stop doing that all the damn time," I hissed back in return willing to be as bitchy as he pleased, I tried to be nice but now he had crossed the line this time. He shrugged it off as he looked up at me with that determination that I had always found so alluring, No that isn't the right word. The way he held himself, the way he spoke to anyone no matter the size, but what really got you was the bite he had to back up every single word he had to say. That was the right word right there, he was everything sexy and in between. "I meant what I said Ryuga," he said in a serious tone that it was hard to believe that only a moment ago we were at each other's throats with past mistakes and regrets. "Stay away from me and Benkei. We want nothing to do with you and if your ever touch me again or even speak to either of us your ancestors will be rolling in their grave."

"Big talk for a declawed cat," I snapped. "I will talk to whom I please whenever I please and if you have a problem with that then please go talk to someone who cares," I rolled my eyes because he opened his mouth to speak but I stopped as I saw a small mark over his collarbone, Oh hell no. "Have you been sleeping with him!?," I yelled as I felt rage boil inside me to the point that I thought I may actually be able to breathe fire as I stared down at him. "I knew that you could be desperate by why in the name of god would you sleep with someone who hasn't even seen his own privates for years," I persisted because this had to be one of the worse days of my life next to when I found out that Hagane was on reality TV, that was bad. "Not to mention you could've died from suffocation, don't you understand that it is a miracle that your alive!"

"Stop talking that way about him! He is kind, gentle, loyal, and twice the man that you every were to me so will you please get your fat head out of your ass and kindly go fuck yourself," he turned to walk away but I grabbed his arms and pinned him against the pole forcibly so that he would groan as the wood stuck to the back of his shirt. My vision blurred as I stared into his hate filled eyes. I swore that I would make Hawana pay for this but before I did that I needed to make Tategami mine again, No he needed me to please him. I slowly took his lips in mine, his hands clawed at my neck in a way he never had before and his skin was hot against mine with fever. 'I would make him remember all the good we did together' I thought as I cupped his face so that his lips would purse which gave me an opening to his wet hot cavern that held so many memories of me, me and that accursed Hawana.

"Kyoya," I said forcibly as I pulled back while biting his lip, his face was flushed and his lips were already a little swollen because of my bite. He whimpered as I ducked my head and slowly licked up his neck so that salvia slowly dripped into his loose shirt and down his chest. His hands clawed at my back while he struggled as I nibbled on his earlobe, he tasted sweet like candy and he smelled strongly of roses. He was practically begging for me to touch him with all his cute sounds that escaped his lips and his claws would leave scars for me to remember him by. I pulled my body closer to his so that no space remained, my hard body against his soft skin as I ran my hands up into his shirt. He gasped as I ran my fingers over his hard nipples that begged to be bit, sucked, and toyed with to the point he would be screaming for me to stop.

"Ryuga let me-," I placed my mouth on his to shut him up so I could enjoy what could very well be the last time I run my fingers over his sweet curves. I ran my tongue over his enjoying his taste and the small moans that he accidently let slip out here and there, my left hand toyed with his chest while my right slowly began down his stomach. That was when I remembered a small problem, we were in public across the street from a hotel with many creeps living inside. 'Damn' I thought as I pulled back to look down at Kyoya who was panting, his cheeks flushed, and I could still see that hatred burning in his eyes as he looked up at me. 'Even I wouldn't do that to him' I thought as I slowly brought my lips to the spot where Hawana had left that disgusting hickey, one that soon would be replaced with mine. 'But I can't stop myself from-' I bit as hard as I could and he gasp in my ear, his moan was sweet, long, and heartfelt- he needed me, I could hear it in his voice.

I slowly licked away the blood that began to ooze and for a moment I felt bad for what I had done, but only for a short moment. "Ryuga L-let me g-go or I'll- I'll-," I rose my head so that I could look into his eyes that were full of hatred but something else lingered in the back. I smirked as a little of his sweet blood dripped down my chin, "Sorry I always have been a messy eater," I said in a husky voice as I watched his face flush again and for a moment I felt him lean into me before quickly pulling away. His collarbone had little bubbles of blood popping and dripping down into his shirt only to be seen running down his slender stomach to his pant line. "Ryuga let me go, I want nothing to do with you!," he yelled in my ear before swinging his fist, he had terrible aim whenever I dominated him first. I grabbed his fists in my crushing grip and pinned him against the pole, "Now you listen to me carefully Kitty," I said using the nickname I was only allowed to use in private because he hated it, 'He was a lion' he told me and my answer was 'So you're a big Kitty'.

"I've been trying to hunt you down so we could talk for almost a year, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let you go so you can go sleep with someone like Hawana," I snapped as I put our noses together once he stopped struggling as much, he must've finally realized that it was pointless to fight me because I had always been stronger. "You're not the same person I knew before because the Kyoya I knew wasn't an alcoholic whore who slept with anything that happened to have time to spare," I hissed as he looked away but then pulled back before spitting in my face causing me to loosen my grip so he could slip under me and pull his hands away. I used my arm to wipe it away from my eyes and turned to see him running towards the hotel as fast as he could, not even bothering to look back at me. "Satanic bitch," I mumbled before looking at the pole then at my hands that were red from gripping so hard and knowing how easily he bruised... "Shit," I said to myself as I slowly pinched the bridge of my nose and crossed my arms. "That could've went a lot better."