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"Walkyia," I whispered breathless as he placed a small kiss on my cheeks and his pale hands gripped my shoulders tight as he sat on my lap. His blonde hair was in a small braid that I ran my fingers over before lightly raising them so I could caress his cheek, "Talk to me baby," I whispered. He pulled back so he could look down at me with displeasure in his eyes as he rose a hand as if he was going to slap me but soon allowed his hand to fall. "Don't call me that," he said while looking at my bedroom wall but I could tell that he was trying to be dominate and I wasn't one to take away his fire. He was the only one that I would hold like this, touch like this, and more importantly was the only one I would place my lips against. "I will call you whatever I like," I said in a teasing tone of voice and he glared down at me but I brought my lips against his before he could make a comeback to start an argument. My hands slowly ran down his arms before slowly landing on his waist while his legs wrapped around me firmly making me groan as he squeezed.

His fingers gripped my shoulders hard as I slowly brushed my tongue against him and he seemed to melt into my arms as he slowly lost the fight for dominance. I slowly ran my hand up his waist so I could release his hair from its bind and I ran my fingers through his long soft blonde locks. "Hoji please~," he begged lightly in my ear and I gave a small sigh as I lightly kissed the front of his neck so I could run my tongue slowly over his Adams apple. My hands played with the buttons in front of his shirt as I tried to figure out how to undo them without too much of a struggle this time. He closed his eyes tight while moaning out in my ear and I was worried for a moment that my sisters might have heard him from the other room. "W-Walkyia," I stuttered out as I felt him grind his hips slowly against mine and I bit my lip to avoid screaming out as he dragged his nails across my neck.

"I'm so glad that you came to your senses Hoji~," he said while I ran my tongue over his collarbone but stopped to look up at him and was pleased to see the need in his eyes. "My senses baby?," I cocked a brow and he held my head steady against his bare neck as I lightly placed my lips on the pale flesh in scattered kisses. He gave a small purr before closing his eyes tight as I nipped at his skin enjoying the taste of his flesh but stopped as he slowly pulled away. "Walkyia?," I whispered but stopped as I saw his expression completely change, if anything he looked disappointed in me as he slowly stood up. I watched him button up his shirt and he put his hair up before looking into my mirror on the other side of the room to make sure that I didn't leave any noticeable marks. "Walkyia? What's the matter?," I asked again and he simply ignored me while he fixed his hair without much recognition that I was there in the first place.

"Oh Hoji," he said as he tucked a piece of hair behind his ear before looking at me with somewhat sympathy in his eyes. "You don't really think I would sleep with a loser would you? You barely put up a fight and if you can't handle Wyveron then you defiantly won't be able to handle me," he said as he looked over his shoulder with a small smirk before holding up a hand and placed it over his mouth to hide a smile. "I guess my father was right about you after all. It's over Hoji and don't bother showing up for training anymore because it would be a waste of time because you will never be as good as me," my heart stopped as I closed my eyes. My chest hurt and my eyes burned as I tried to keep my eyes firmly closed because I didn't want to meet his eyes and face the fact that he was right. It couldn't be over! Not after all we had been through together and not seeing him at all was enough to make me sick. "Walkyia Please don't do this!," I yelled as I opened my eyes to find that my room was empty and I sat on my bed alone in the dark.

~*~

My eyes flashed open as I sat up fast to and held my hand to my chest as I looked at my bedroom walls and faded white curtains. "A dream. A very, very bad dream," I said to myself in somewhat relief but a small part of me feared that it would come true. This match had everything riding on it and I was beginning to buckle under the pressure. Every part of me felt as if I was going to succumb to my fears and forfeit, that seemed like the safest thing to do. I mean Walkyia never really wanted to battle in an official match anyway but if I don't show up then I might as well take what little respect I have earned and throw it out. Walkyia would win automatically but then again... 'You barely put up a fight and if you can't handle Wyveron then you defiantly won't be able to handle me ' I winced and gave a deep sigh. My pride, my skills, and even my relationship was riding on this match and here I was thinking about backing down and quitting. Then again I guess that was human intuition was to back down whenever we were unsure of what to do in a situation.

Then came the vague chance of me winning, my heart skipped a beat at the sound of Wyveron bursting in my ear. That could go two ways all its own on one hand Walkyia could be proud of me and give me his version of a "reward" or he could be utterly pissed and throw me out of his life. I guess it didn't matter if I won or lost because he could end up hating me no matter what I did or if I won, all too complicated for me. I had to think of myself for a moment without adding him into the equation so I can wrap my head around what is happening in my life. I was doing this to prove myself to the one person that opinions should matter- me, myself, and I. I was trying to prove that I was good enough to stand next to people like Walkyia, and I had to make sure that I won this. I guess I was not only doing this to prove my self-worth but also prove that I was good enough to even be with Walkyia in the first place.

It just didn't feel right that he had all the money, cars, and expensive house while I was thrilled to get a fifty dollar check at the end of the day. If I couldn't afford to buy him expensive things then what was I to him? I shook my head, that didn't sound like Walkyia in the first place and it was just my overactive imagination taking the reins again. I stopped as I heard something from underneath the bed and slowly dipped my head and used my free hand to pull back the light blue sheets. "Hana what are you doing down there?," I asked annoyed because it was only six in the morning and she was holding a notebook to her chest with an excited spark in her eyes. Her curly hair hadn't been brushed and her pink nightgown was so tangled at the top that the frills were tied in tight bows. She slowly crawled out and looked up at me with a blush on her cheeks and she popped up so fast that I was taken by surprise when she tackled me head on.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew that you like Aunty Walkyia!," she cried out and I sat there dumbfounded as I put a hand over her mouth to keep her from kissing me all over my face. My heart raced and my cheeks heated up as I tried to prepare for another argument that we were just good friends. She hugged me close while rubbing her face all over my neck as she looked up with a deep smile on her face that reminded me of a fox. "Hana what are you-," she interrupted me by holding up a hand and she slowly slid off my lap to walk over to my curtains that hung next to my bed. She looked at me with a smirk on her face as she slowly pulled it back and my heart stopped as I saw a small video camera that hung in the corner just out of sight. "Hana where did you-."

"Toco let me borrow his video camera for the weekend and he added his extra laptop in as a bonus," she said as she gave a small smirk as I looked over at her in horror. I mean how was I supposed to know that my little sister was an evil master mind!? She gave a small smile as she reached into her pocket to slowly pull out a black hard drive and something told me that she wanted a lot more than just to hand it to me. "Hana what do you-," she squealed and jumped onto my lap and hugged my neck tight, she kind of reminded me of a serpent ready to strangle their prey. It just wasn't fair that this girl was able to outsmart me simply because I forgot that Valt's younger brother was a technological whiz at the age of what.... Seven at most. It didn't help that him and Hana really hit it off at that daycare center not too long ago which meant he must be teaching her all of this stuff. Great, I will never have any privacy again.

"You talk in your sleep Hoji," she said as she stuck out her tongue and I sat there in horror as I realized what that meant and it made me even more nervous about what I said on camera. This was it, she had us figured out and she was going to call the men in black suites to come and take me away to the local prison. Walkyia is going to be pissed and the worst part was I didn't want to explain to him that I was having awkward dreams about him because he would probably slap me. This was it our game was over and the worst part was there wasn't an reset button. I felt all the emotion I ever had hit me at once, I wasn't only going to lose respect for myself for being tricked by a child but I also was going to lose Walkyia so soon. My heart stopped as I stared at the hard drive and a tear slowly slid down my cheek as I slowed my breathing trying to remember what true pain felt like.

"Hoji? Bubba? Why are you crying?," she asked nervously and I gave a small smile before wiping my eyes with my fingers but was shocked to find that there were more on the other side. I wasn't ready to say goodbye but I had to if that meant I would keep my family safe as well as the one person who actually gave me something I needed. I didn't want money, I didn't need it, what I needed was to feel loved by someone who actually cared enough to show up in time for dinner once in a while. "Bubba please don't cry. I sorry that I hurt your feelings. If it makes you feel any better the video is only a couple minutes long because I couldn't figure out the computer," she said and I sat there for a moment in shock before opening my mouth to speak but only gibberish was able to escape my lips. 'Oh thank god' I thought as I gave a huge sigh of relief and placed a hand on my chest as she looked up at me with a small insecure smile, she knew she was in trouble now.

"I wish you would have said that sooner Hana," I said in relief and she lowered her head slowly as she looked at the hard drive that she held lightly in her hand. I would admit that I was mad at her, I mean who wouldn't be? I was only spied on by my little sister with a security camera that I had no idea was there in the first place and I thought she was going to ruin the one good thing in my life. "You really care about Walkyia don't you Bubba," she said and I looked over at her and I had to admit that her once bouncy spirt seemed to die the moment she let the question slip from her lips. That was when I realized how everyone was figuring me and Walkyia out, We both cared about each other so much that anyone could see it. Maybe... maybe it was about time we took a chance and stood up for what we believe in. If true love existed with anyone it would be inside me and Walkyia because I would die for him, bleed for him, and I have cried for him so many times that it hurt to cry.

"Yes Hana. I guess you could say that," I said and I slowly rose to my feet and looked down at my long nightshirt that went to my knees and was made of wooly material. She gave a small smile before putting the hard drive on my bed and ran into the living room where soon after a crash echoed through the hall. I gave a sigh as I slowly opened my closet and pulled out my day clothes but stopped as I looked at the nice button down that my father gave me for the dance-that I didn't even go to- last year. I gave a small sigh as I slowly looked at my hands, I still had four days before I was supposed to see him again. Why was that so hard? I shook my head as I slowly pulled out the black button down and then a pair of nice light blue jeans that I had bought forever go when I went shopping with Walkyia. It was Wednesday which meant that Walkyia's father would be home this morning for breakfast before leaving till whenever he pleased.

I was sick of hiding from people who didn't deserve it and I was sick of feeling disgusting because of how I am. I slowly pulled off my night shirt and pulled my arm through one of the sleeves of the button down while I gave a deep sigh. If he couldn't accept me for who I was then so be it and if he thinks about firing my dad he would have to have a vailed reason and there wasn't one. If he targeted my family I would confront the police and if he even touched Walkyia I would find another job if I had to in order to take care of him. I didn't care if he hated me and if Walkyia lost all his money I knew he would find some way to make twice as much as his ass of a father. I slowly buttoned up the front and lightly folded the collar making sure that it was even and pulled on the blue jeans leaving the shirt untucked. I left the top two buttons undone and grabbed my comb to slowly run through my hair so I would look more presentable and I tried to make it lay flatter but my curls got in the way.

I slowly looked in the mirror and was pleased to see that I looked a little more professional than when I wore my overalls and T shirt. I pulled out a pair of black dress shoes from my closet and slowly pulled them on and I soon remembered why I hid them in the closet in the first place. They were so uncomfortable that it felt like a million needs were going through my foot all the way to my toes, I sighed uncomfortably. 'I would just have to get used to it and that would be easy enough' I thought as I dug out my overalls from yesterday to pull out the fifty dollars that I had made. I bit my lip as I closed my eyes and shoved it into my pocket and snuck down the hall and poked my head into the living room to find it abandoned with the Tv on the floor again. I gave a sigh because I knew that when I got home- IF I got home I would have to pick it up and clean it all over again just for it to get messed up by tomorrow.

I slowly walked past the Tv and walked through the living room door without so much as a word to my father because I knew even he would have some objections. He knew very well that I was gay and that he was fine with as long as I promised to be a good husband and keep my other in check around the little ones. He didn't know that me and Walkyia have been together the last year and I knew that if I told him now he would tell me how to act and dress so he could impress his boss. I would not be a pawn in the cruel world of business and it was about time that someone came up and told Walkyia's father how it was going to be. Normally I wouldn't dare to step out of my comfort zone long enough to have a full conversation but something inside me was lit on fire. My heart pounded hard but my breathing was steady as I walked down town and my eyes were serious even though I felt warm inside.

This was a bad idea and I knew that but something inside me that if I didn't try to do something about it then I wasn't going to be able to do anything at all. It wasn't fair that I was willing to complain to you guys about not being able to be together when I haven't even tried to do anything because I was afraid. Well fear can do two things hold you back and keep you alive and at the moment I wasn't living and fear was holding me back from living my life. 'I'm sorry Walkyia. I know that you wouldn't want me to do this but it was about sometime someone showed you that you can't always get what you want. I'm sorry that if this doesn't work out that I never got to purpose to you. I really did want to spend every last second of my life with you but some things are standing in the way of that and I am going to fight for us. I am putting up a fight Walkyia and my bey is telling me to fight for the one thing that really matters in this cold city...' I slowly closed my eyes. '... love.'