Crimson Tears (KyAzrel x Allen)

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Character Introductions:

 

Name: Nashien Von Kuoryu

 

Age: 19

 

Appearance:

 

 

 

Appearance specifications: His eyes glow when he Transcends(goes into vampire form), additionally manacles appear on his wrists.

 

Vampire Unique Ability: He can melt out of sight when in shadowed places

 

Personality: Calm, silent, brave, easily annoyed, neat

 

Likes: blood, writing, cleaning, walking around

 

Dislikes: annoying people, noisy people, cramped places, dirty places

 

Biography:

 

Just kidding! ^^

You must read to find it out! ;p

 

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Name: Shia Von Sakura

 

Age: 21

 

Appearance:

 

 

 

Appearance specification: His hair turns to white when he transcends and his eyes glows moonlight pale.

 

Vampire Unique Ability: He can seduce you with just a look.

 

Personality: Proud, hot headed, uncaring, dramatic, brutal

 

Likes: getting his way, winning, being praised

 

Dislikes: losing, being ignored, not getting what he wants

[~Ashton~]

Name

Ashton Rayes

 

Age

19

 

Personality

Inquisitive, sweet, polite, outgoing, artsy.

 

Likes

Learning new things, Hot Coco, Snow

 

Dislikes

Arrogance,cockiness, fitting in

 

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Nashien looked around. It was always the same. The trees, the pavement, the park, the snow...the cars.

He knew he was dreaming but still, there was nothing he would do to change what he was currently watching. It was one of his most treasured memories. The kid he was currently watching was content, happy perhaps. He was gesticulating wildly while telling a story, about a bug he fought the day before, to his friend. Nashien followed, smiling fondly at the little ball of yellow in front of him.

The two crossed the street, not knowing the peril that would befall upon them. The blond kid was left behind as he sated his curiosity on a golden bug...in the middle of the road.

"Ash..?" The raven haired one asked as he turned. Then his world completely shattered. A bus was speeding towards the blond, its tires loosing its grip on the ice covered pavement.

The raven haired one ran, pushing the blond into the side walk, the bus barely missing them.

"Are you-" The raven didn't finish as another car hit half of his body...

Nashien fell to his knees as he watched in morbid fascination the way the body of the boy was thrown unto the pavement floor like a lifeless doll. He screamed then, feeling the pain that he never felt when that car struck.

He woke, panting and breathless, not knowing if it was a nightmare or a simple dream.

[~Ashton~]

Ash watched laughing as the other Childish laughter filled the air, these were the simple days. The ones filled with idle curiosity and calm alfternoons. Ashton himself had always had a thing for butterflies, he loves to chase them, to see all the different kinds of wings the held. The idea of so many different kind of the same think fascinated him. It was his fault as well, that day. He had been in front of that bus, he remembered every single ratio of that day. He had gone over it so many times, what could he have done to prevented that? Ash remembered, he hadn't even screamed that day. He had simply stared, frozen. His friends blood, the one who saved him, covering his chest. He had not done anything to help him, he was a kid, scared. So he ran. By the time he showed up again three days later he was told his friend was no longer there, he assumed he had died and they wouldn't tell him. One should never assume.

 

Ash was brought from his constant day dream from a yell coming from his current boyfriend Zack "Ashton! I asked you to wash my jeans and you couldn't find time for that? Really!? Sometimes I swear, count your stars boy!" With that he was out of the house, heading to work. Ash watched him leave and let out a sigh of relief, picking up his coat he slung it over his shoulders and headed out into the snow to pick up some books from the library.

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Nashien slumped and rested his head on the headboard of his bed. It was this kinds of days that he wanted-no, needed-to know what had happened to Ashton, to know why he wasn't there with him when he died in the hospital. He sighed, feeling the barest whisper of a touch, as he opened his eyes. And immediately regretted his nakedness. Yes, He slept naked.

"Father," He greeted, wrapping a nearby towel around his waist.

"The houses will convene in two hours time." Kyou Von Kuoryu, Nashien's adopted father, stated while looking out the windows of the room. "Be sure to remember to present yourself in your transcended form or a repeat of your punishment will be done." Nashien cringed, even though he was a vampire, he still had the scars from his last punishment.

They were in a Covenant, a group of vampires secretly living within the edges of the city. Their Covenant have four houses: Von Sakura, Von Kyuoryu, Von Zetsu, and Von Ohara. These houses contained different kinds of vampires. Von Sakura contained those ones who were proud and mostly they, who controll the city. Von Kyuoryu contained those who controlled health and medicine inside the city. Von Zetsu contained those who controlled the safety of the city itself. And Von Ohara contained those who prevented the discovery of their kind. Within these houses were The Laws, laws that were established since the beginning and too long to elaborate.

"Do I really have to be there?" Nashien whined and Kyou smiled.

"You know what you have to do." The elder of the two stated, exiting the room with a soft click of the door.

Nashien sighed. Somedays were just better than others.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton sat in the park, stopping from his way to the library to sit on the bench and watch the pure white snow flakes fall. He had always been one to adore snow, he remembered one time he and Nash had been playing in it, throwing snow balls and somehow a snow ball with a piece of glass got into one. Ash's cheek had been cut and he remembered bawling like a baby, Nash had had to take his hand and all but drag him back to to the orphanage so the grown ups could get him a Spider-man band aid. Letting a small smile grace his face he watched a girl and boy making a snow man and thought.

 

I never did get to do that with him did I?

 

He shook the snow that had collected on his hair and stood, continuing on his way. Once he got to the library he headed to the back and began to collect a large amount of books, placing them on a table in the back and getting out paper and a pencil. Sliding his reading glasses up his nose as he flipped open the first book, scribbling notes here and there he began to hum, it was a song that he and Nash had made up, a type of lullaby he they would sing to each other if they ever were sick or got lonley and Young Ash had gotten sick a lot as a child and the guilt had ate away at him so that now he always seemed to be ill in one way or another.

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Nashien smiled if a little bit grimly. He knew he should have just attended the Houses Convention, but he just needed to be here. To be on the last place he saw him. The last place he saw Ashton. He knew that there would be dire consequences for his action, but he didn't care if it meant that he'd be able to sate his sudden yearning.

He stopped and looked around. This was the same intersection. The same intersection that had taken and given him everything. He looked ahead, as a thought occurred to him and started walking. In no time he had arrived at his destination. The orphanage. He knew that Ashton was long gone from this place, but it was a start.

He took one deep breath and opened the door. Memories, memories assaulted him. Memories of two young and jovial boys, memories of games, silly boy tantrums, memories of those jade, laughing eyes. Nashien swallowed the lump in his throat. It wouldn't do for him to cry here, for when vampires cry it's not tears but blood.

He started in the nearly unfamiliar hallway and headed for the lobby. The woman behind the counter was new. The old, Mrs. Rupert, probably retired either from the job or life.

"May I inquire?" He asked, staring the woman down his nose.

"What is it?" The woman replied indifferently, as if she couldn't be bothered of what he was asking.

"Do you have any idea what became of Ashton Rayes?"

The woman looked at him more closely before typing something on the computer in front of her.

"He left a year ago. Lives in one of the apartments near the school."

"Thank you." Nashien stated sincerely.

Finding Ashton was the least of Nashien's worries. He was afraid at what would happen if he indeed found him. He sighed and looked at the heavens, smiling a little when a snow flake landed on his face.

"Here we go." He murmured to himself as he started walking.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton ran, his feet hit the ground as rain began to pour, perfect weather to suit the accident that had just occured. He shot though the woods, and by the time he stopped he collapsed into the mud and vomitted more than it seemed to the young boy was in his stomach. He had wondered around aimlessly, the little time he had been missing.So lost, so afraid. "I did it"..."They'll all hate me".."Why would he save me, Why....WHY WOULD I LEAVE HIM"He cried out, knowing no one was around to hear him, he was a kid who didn't want to get in trouble. It was that simple, yet that simplicity caused so many heart achs as he realized his wrongings. By the time he got back to the orghanage he collapsed from illness, there was a time the adults thought he would die from just the heartach. He remembered the face, that was the worst part, Nash has been looking at him when he had been run over. He rememberd every cease in that little face.

 

"ASHTON!" Ash shot up from the books he had fallen asleep on, the librarian looked down at him through very annoyed eyes and gave a long and overly dramatic sigh. Reaching out and putting a hand on his shoulder she gave an aged smile, as though she understood."I think it's time you head home now lad, Get some rest you've been working really hard lately." He nodded silently, collecting himself and began to collect the books when she stopped him. "I'll handle this, it's what they pay me for anyway." Giving her a warm smile he nodded and turned "Thank you Mrs. Steiner." Fixing his hair he headed out into the icy breeze, heading back home for some well deserved rest.

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Nashien looked up at the last apartment that he needed to inquire. It was then that he was gripped with an overwhelming sense of trepidation. He knew that this was the apartment where Ashton currently lives. He could tell. He knew, after all what Ashton smelled. But he just didn't know why he was so afraid. He knew he should be angry, but he wasn't.

Steeling himself, he took a deep breath and entered the complex. The man behind the counter gave him a curious look.

"Excuse me," Nashien started and the man nodded in acknowledgement. "Does a person naming Ashton Rayes currently live here?"

"Ah!" The man chuckled. "Ashton, yes! Good lad that one-" And on and on the man continued and Nashien smiled a little, willing to indulge the man's rambling.

After a couple of minutes, Nashien felt the vibration of his phone. He took it out, as the man stopped to give him his space.

It was his Father. He was totally and undeniably dead.

"Father." he said in way of greeting. And the calm tone that greeted back gave him chills.

"The Houses are furious at you." Kyou stated calmly, not hinting any of the hidden tension behind his voice. "They have agreed to let Shia be the one to punish you tonight. In front of the House Heads."

Nashien took a sharp intake of breath. Shia was a ruthless punisher, he used ALL kinds of methods in his victims, be they phisical, mental, emotional, or sexual torture. Nashien sighed and smiled. It was worth it, even though he didn't get to see Ashton, at least he now know where he lived.

"Come to my room before showing yourself to Shia," Kyou continued. "I'll be giving you one of my more potent pain killers. And it would be a good idea if you're on your way home. Now."

"Okay." Nashien smiled. "I'm on my way."

He started to leave when he was stopped by the man behind the counter.

"May I have atleast your name?" He asked kindly. "So that I'll be able to tell Ashton who it is that is looking for him."

"Nash." Nashien smiled as the man wrote his name on a piece of paper.

He walked outside and prepared himself for the pain that he was willing to endure.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton took a sharp, passing a common passing person on the street, vuagly his mind jumped causing him to spin around but by the time he did the other was gone. "who was that?" He whispered to himself confused as he continued on his way home, removing his jacket when he got to the main door and shaking the snow from his head. Smiling lightly at the door man and smiling lightly" Evening Air" The man looked up "Evening Lad, Oh! Someone came in to leave you a message." Ash stopped walking for the stars and nodded "His name was, let me check" Then man shuffed around in the boxes below his desk for a moment before withdrawing the paper."Ah! Here we go, his name was Nash. Good looking fellow i'd say." The moment he heard the name his coat and belongings fell to the floor with a clatter. "Oi, son? You alright there?" Ash's face went shock white, his mouth a gape and his eyes were wide. "When....When was he hear?! Did he look okay?!"His mind raced with possibilities, he could be alive! "He left a few minutes ago, you in some kind of trouble Ash?" Ash didn't give him time answer, he took off outside, dashing down the street. Searching for hours and hours, he spent all night looking, through the sleep ice and snow. However he simply didn't know where to look. He found his way to the graveyard which held the other boys grave stone. He had been presumed dead after all, a bitter smile crossed his face as he sunk down on it. "Your dead , right?" He could feel himself want to vomit, his head pounded. Leaning against the headstone and huming there song he decided to go to sleep, then and there.

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When Nashien entered the Torment room, the crowd that have gathered immediately fell silent. He nodded to Shia, who gave him a cold smile, and started to undress. It was tradition that a victim in the torment room be naked, to exploit every possible way of causing them pain and despair. Nashien didn't care. He was ready.

They chained him to the wall, both hands and feet, as the heads of the houses, including his father, seated themselves.

Shia crossed the threshold of the room and picked the first of the ten items he was going to use that night. It was a flexible, metallic whip with barbs protruding at the end. He smiled and it was grotesque as Nashien transcended.

The first hit came and it was agony, but Nashien kept himself from crying out. Then, not a second later, the second hit came, then the third, fourth....

Nashien didn't know how long it has been going or how many 'toys' Shia had used, but he was certain in one thing. His blood was gonna stain the floor and walls for decades to come. Nashien smiled as he remembered when he and Ashton first met. The blond had been a yellow ball of energy and Nashien had been unable to do anything when Ashton decided that they should play.

Shia was perplexed. Why was Nashien smiling!? He should be begging!!! Begging for mercy!! Begging for forgiveness!!! Not smiling!!!

'No matter, he will soon be broken.' Shia thought to himself as he took some nails from the table.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton was growing weiry of this place, the same thing every day, same people same ignorance and annoyance. The day he met Ash was one he would never forget, he had been playing with a train when he saw the elders walking in, they seemed to be shuffling a boy between them. Ash had followed them and sat outside that office until they had released the young boy. The second the boy stepped out of the room he came face to face with Ashton, walking in a circle he gave the other a once over look before promptly grabbing his hand. "I'm Ashton, but you lnow most people call me Ash, i've never figured out why, maybe it's the name is just to hard to say? It only has three syllibules...Or is it two...do you lmow how to count sylibules? I'm sure they'll teach you, but not Marie, she is mean. How about if you need help sound out syllibuls you just me? Do you think The shh in Ashton has it's own sylible?: The little blond continued on like that for hours, noteven letting the other boy get a word on. He had decided he wanted him as a best friend, no one else. One time when a girl had kissed Nash's cheek Ash had punched her square in the face, they were still kids.

 

Ashton's body had gotten below the temperature of saftly, he could no longer wake himself up if he wanted to. Thsi is how he wanted to end it all, in the frozen wastland, he wanted to die surounded by the memories of long ago, it was more then h knew he deserved but he no longer cared. His lips grew a pale blue and he looked almost stature like.

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Nashien knew that he needed rest after such a beating and so much blood lost, but there was only one place that times like these gave him calm. His grave. He had visited this site constantly before, wondering who erected it.

He staggered from side to side, blood dripping down his wounds like an open tap. He was near when he smelled something familiar. It was the smell of death, clinging heavily to a dying person.

Nashien stepped through the gates of the public cemetery. He walked, his blood staining everything that he touched. The blood wasn't the problem though, it'd be burned out when the sun rose anyways.

He turned and saw a slumped figure in front of a gravestone, death was just the barest whisper away from this person. Nashien snorted, thinking that this person was incredibly dim. Then, he noticed another smell. Just the barest hint of mint and something else, from the over powerfull aroma of blood and death.

"Ash.." Nashien whispered, smiling to himself. He staggered and fell just behind the dying boy. Nashien had a dilemma. He couldn't turn Ashton unwillingly, that would mean killing him and that was out of the question.

He wrapped his arms around him, kissing the exposed flesh of Ashton's neck. "Come back. Come back for me.."

[~Ashton~]

Ash felt himself shifted in the recess of his mind, maybe someone had found him? He didn't much are, he was tired and just wanted to sleep. Sleep, where your mind can rest and your body can relax and you don't have to worry about a care in the word. It was what he had longed for, here he would be able to escape from all the pain, hurt,sadness that he felt that scared him.

 

Come back...come back for me....

 

Ash recognized that voice, it wasn't just that voice, it was his voice. The voice he longed to hear for you long, had he come for him? Maybe the dead boy had come to be with Ash in death as well. The thought of that made him smile a bit, he reached out towards that voice and grabbed it. Ash's eyes slowly opened, he was back, in the graveyard, snow falling. At first he didn;t register anything, but when he looked to the side he saw him. "Nnnn-na...na "The boy tried to say the others name but his lips quivered to hard. Tears began falling from Ash's eyes "Sss..sss-orr...i-i'm ss-so sorry-y .." Ash cried out. Not knowing if Dayra was real, or just a figmant of a dying boys imagination.

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"Don't, please.." Nashien whispered, suddenly feeling so tired. He smiled. "First time I see you in eleven years and you cry? And why are you even saying sorry?" He inhaled sharply and what he smelled was positively intoxicating.

"We need to find a place to go..."Nashien finally got a hold of himself as he carried Ashton, bridal style, despite the protest of his various wounds. "I'm not in anyway fit to be walking around and so are you."

Nashien looked around as an idea struck him. There was one place that they could go, but he wasn't sure if it was still there. He transcended and jumped from roof to roof, until he arrived in a small opening just beyond the outreaches of the park. The small cottage that they found was still there and from the looks of it, it still had no occupants. He kicked open the door and the sight that greeted him surprised him. Even though no one lived in that cottage, it seemed that it was well maintained from the looks of it. He deposited Ashton on a nearby room while also setting the temperature of his room to warm. He took two steps towards the bathroom and that was when his legs gave out and he blacked out.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton heard the other speak but simply couldn't stop crying, he knew this was no dream by the pain he felt in his fingers, and the icy cold bit that frosted his cheers. Little ice crystals that had been on his eye lashes fluttered down, melting from the tears that spilled so heavily from his eyes. He just continued to murmur "S-r-ryy...i'm ss-rry..I m-missssed y-you." His breath hitched a bit as his little cries rang though the air, only drowned out by the hoal of the wind. He continued to sniffle as his tears fell, he was to cold to feel much and his eyes were blurry with tears. He felt the world shifting around him and knew he was being carried, burrying his face in the others chest and clecnhed his fists in his shirt shaking. Feeling himself sat down caused him to wake from his shocked stupper finally, he was Nash's back to him and heading for another room. "N-nash?..." His lips still trembled. Eyes going wide as he saw the other fall, jumping up and grabbing his head before it could hit the ground. Hooking his arms under Nash's he brought him into a room with a bed and tugged him onto the bed,laying him down with a bit of struggle do to Ash's own small frame. He began to look for what was wrong, first bringing his forehead down on Nash's to check for a fever but instead of heat he felt an icy coolness. He then lifted the shirt to check his stomach, eyes wide when he saw blood. It took him a good three hours to clean and stitch Nash up completly. Wiping his hand aross his forehead a bit of blood from Nash smeared on it but he didn't care, he was so very tired. When he woke he would figure out what to do, but for now he climbed onto the bed and collapsed upon it. Falling out into a deep sleep beside the other.

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When Nashien came to, the first thing he thought was how thirsty he was. Then everything came crashing back.

He stared down his chest and couldn't help but smile at the picture. Ashton was draped in front of him. He caressed those golden locks with his free hand while using the other to wipe a bloody smudge on that beautiful face.

"What were you thinking?" He whispered on that golden head, while inhaling its secret scent. Nashien didn't know why he felt so contented. He just knew that he should wake the other before his hunger took control over him. But looking at the angelic face and innocent expression on Ashton's face, Nashien decided that he'd indulge his blond even just this once.

 

He looked at the window and noticed that dawn would be arriving in a couple of hours. He sighed, his father was probably worried sick in looking for him. He knew he was being careless when he left his phone in the mansion. It was then that he noticed in his periphery the stitches. They were carelessly done, but still they did the job right. His wounds would heal after he had his fill. That is if he even makes it to their mansion.

He looked down again and sighed. "At least I'm with you." He murmured, kissing Ashton's forehead as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton shifted, he felt warm, so very warm. Opening his eyes slowly he took in the other who was currently holding him, it caused him to smile sleepily, but only for a moment. For when he remembered exactly who it was he screamed. Flying up from the bed and falling off it, landing on his bum before struggling up again and backing up against the far wall. He had been carried here, he knew that. A person in a wheel chair couldn't do that, even if he had survived that there was no way he would come away without a broken spinal cord. His chest began to heave a bit in fright, this couldn't be Nashien, not his Nashien at that! He took on the others looks, if it was Nashien had certainly grown into a well sculpted man. He certainly was beautiful, that much was true with out a doubt.

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"I expected as much.." Nashien stated sleepily, crouching in front of the scared boy. "What would make you believe that it really is me?"

 

He looked out the window and swallowed hard. His thirst was calling to him, like a melody of a seducing siren. Nashien started to get a little bit worried when all he could smell was the intoxicating aroma of Ashton's blood.

 

"Look," He started, grasping at the tiniest bit of sanity he had and pulled. "Dr. Kyou, the doctor that was in charge of my operation was a vampire and he turned me into a half breed, so that I'd be able to grow. But last year I became a full vampire." He stood, walking to the far wall, opposite of Ashton. "I know it's a bit hard to grasp and comprehend but please believe me." Nashien hung his head in defeat, still fighting for control. "If you still don't believe me then you're in big trouble, but if you do......please run." And Nashien looked up with glowing, molten sapphire eyes.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton shrank back against the wall, he was scared but didn't want to appear weak. So he settled for a steady and heated glare towards the other, curling his fists in the fabric of his pants in order to conceal his shaking.

 

Blinking as he listened to the others far fetched story and by the time he was done Ash had lost all sence of fear as he understood. "So, you must of blacked out from pain and your mind probably filled in the blankets with vampires and magic?" He nodded in confusion, and rather annoyedness.

 

Walking forward with a cool face he reached forward and took the older mans hand. "Come on, we'll get you to the hospital or something." Turning he began to try and hual the other out of the room. If he has any mental issues then it is probably my fault, that day had to have effecting him, this is all my doing.I'll take responsibility for it. However he noticed how cold Nash's hand was, and remembered his forehead had been the same icy cool, the fact this man had gone through that and seemed to be perfectly strong and walking around with no issue. However he shook his head at his own stupidity and whipped it from his mind.

 

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That simple touch was all that it took to break his control. 'Please DON'T!' He shouted in his subconscious but his body had different ideas. He pulled Aston towards him and inhaled deeply as his canines grew.

"I told you to run," He growled more than spoke. "Have you always been so naive?" Then he bit the exposed flesh where Ashton's shoulder met his neck, relishing in the other's moan of pain. The blood that poured through his lips, across his tongue and down his throat was like heroine. He needed to have more!

Nashien drank deeply and every once in a while he would lick to heal the spot, then bite down again. But even he knew the limitations of the human body. He licked one last time, savoring the taste as he looked down at the silently trembling boy.

What he saw almost made him want to kill himself. Ashton was afraid, trembling, tears streaming down his pale cheeks.

 

"I am so verry, verry sorry..." Nashien whispered quietly, removing his grip from the other as he sat down the bed. He held his face with both of his hands in shame, blood dripping down his cheeks.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton felt himself yanked back and let out a light yelp of surprise. Feelign himself pulled tight and blinking a few times as he spoke. He was standing here with a clearly mentally unstable person, he should haave accounted for the risks. The childhood friend he once cherished had clearly died in the accident, this was no longer his Nash. Struggling against him "Hey, get off! W-what are you do-!" His eyes grew wide as he felt a pericing pain shoot through him, jerking against him and crying out. His scream filled the cool, crisp air. "O-ow! Nash! Nashien! I'm sorry about the accident, I really am! Please! You can't kill me!" He tried his best to escape from the grip but soon felt himself growing sleepy,his legs felt wobbly and his head swam with euphoria. "Mmm please...Nash sto..." He was released from the grip and promptly slide to the ground, reaching up and feeling his neck. Pulling his hands away and seeing the crimson liquid caused his eyes to widen, looking up at Nash, tears pouring down his pale cheeks. "Why would....you do...that..?" he murmered before sinking to the floor, passing out entirely.

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Kyou was was beside himself when Nashien arrived at the mansion. Carrying someone.

"What do you think you're doing?" He hissed in frustration. This boy would be the death of him. "Do you wish to displease the Houses anymore than you already have? You know exactly what they would do to you and to him if they ever found this out."

"They will not find out." Nashien stated silently. "If they do," He looked at his father and transcended, the chains that held back his power, rattling dangerously as if the power it held back was too much for it to bear. "Then I will make sure that all of them will meet a painful demise."

"You will defy the covenant just for that child!?" Kyou made to grab Ashton but was stopped by Nashien's powerful grip.

"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HIM!!!!" The echo of his shout was nothing compared to the magnitude of the power that shook the entire area. Nashien let the hand go as he continued to his room.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton layed in the grass, it was a cool summer night. He and Nash had snuck a bowl of patatoe chips out and where layign under the stars, listening to the silence and the beauty of it. Well at least Nash was trying, Ash however kept rambling about the stars and all there wonder. "Hey, did you know my mommy used to tell me about the stars? She said they were guide posts, to the heavens. That when you die, your soul goes up there, to lead others to freedom and happyness." He always loved the stars, he remembered that night he had fallen asleep with a promise on his tongue, the two under the stars he had spoke. "One day, Let's be stars together, okay?"

 

He smiled softly in his sleep, always that was what he had hoped for. He had always wanted to be happy, with Nash and only Nash. That was all he ever really needed. In his sleep the boy turned towards the chest, curling closer into the arms that held him so securely.