ShadowMoon - Fanfictions - Chains of The Past / Chapter 5 by Angel of Fire

Chains of The Past

Chapter 5

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"Ahh!" Seiji cried out, as Touma winced.

"Seiji! Are you OK?" The blonde nodded as he struggled to his feet, just in time to be knocked to the ground, Ryo pinning him.

"What will it take for you to admit defeat?" Ryo demanded as Seiji grunted, using his leg to knee the other boy off him.

"Never! Till death will I stop!" He shouted, using his right leg to kick Ryo in the stomach, causing the boy to yelp in displeasure.

"When did you learn how to fight, boy?" Ryo gasped as Seiji leapt to his feet once more, assuming a fighting stance.

"From myself, Master." Seiji stated bitterly, blocking another blow from his former master.

"A boy’s got to learn how to defend himself against perverted demons and rampant faeries! God forbid I find pleasure from someone other then you!" Seiji growled, blocking yet another attack.

"This is different! You, the boy that has not opinion, is finding that insulting me is entertaining!"

"It is! It is nice to finally put you in your place!"

"Put me in my place? Tell the truth, who is really putting who in their place?" Ryo pinned Seiji to the ground.

"Why won’t you admit defeat?"

"Because I have not been beaten! I told you, I will never become your slave again! And neither will Touma!" Ryo sighed.

"You know that I won’t kill you."

"Then you must allow us to escape, if you wish not for my death."

"True, I wish not to kill you, but same does not go for the human!" Seiji gasped as he watched Ryo disappear off of him, then reappear in front of Touma, grabbing the surprised boy into his grip.

"Leave Touma alone!" Seiji cried out, as he ran over to the pair. He froze when Ryo brought out a small dagger and placed it against Rowen’s neck. The blue haired boy gasped in fright.

"One wrong move, the boy dies."

"This sounds like a bad cops and robbers movie." Shin muttered ignoring the odd look he received from the faerie.

"Ryo, that is unfair to what our agreement was! I said fight ME, not hurt Touma!" Ryo laughed, tightening his grip on the human boy.

"But Seiji, you didn’t say that I couldn’t involve the others."

"Oh you! I hate you, you demonic bastard! This was supposed to be a fair, clean fight! And of course, you can’t fight by the rules, now can you? You can’t face the fact that you might lose! The though scares you like you’ve never been before!" Ryo’s tiger blue eyes flared as he turned to the younger boy.

"Would you care to repeat that?" He growled, as Seiji slowly, stealthily stalked forward, his moves as smooth and graceful as that of a panther.

"Yes Master, I would. You are a bastard that I hope rots in hell for all the sins that you have committed."

"But Seiji, I raised you and took care of you for so long. You couldn’t mean that."

"And that is where you’re mistaken. After your abuse of my body, of my mind, I wish for nothing better then to watch you suffer as I have. Be damned, you miserable beast! I pray that the gods have mercy on you." Ryo laughed roughly at the boy.

"Spare me your nonsense. I care not about what you and your little gods believe will happen to me. I am immortal, I will not die."

"As am I, Ryo. All due to you. But should you leave this place, your body will become human, and even you will wither away." Ryo shifted uncomfortably on his feet, as Touma winced. The sharp metal object slowly dug deeper into his neck as he whimpered softly.

"Oh Seiji. Poor innocent, naïve Seiji. You seem to have forgotten that I am not leaving here, and that you are not leaving here, and that your dear friend Touma is not as well." Blinking, Seiji remembered that Touma was still in the clutches of his deranged ex-master.

"I’m going to ask you again, old master, leave Touma alone."

"And if I do not?"

"Then I will be forced to bring the wrath of the gods down upon your head." Ryo laughed hardily at the young magician.

"Sorry child, but your magic does no damage to me."

"Or so you think. Just spare me having to hurt you and release Touma."

"No thank you, I rather like having him here. He is rather soft. I can see why you like him. Other then the fact that he is a human as well."

"Why must you be so moronic, old Master? Why can’t you realize that there are people who’s magic is superior to yours? You said yourself that I was a stronger magician then you. Now you must see that your words are true." Touma watched the blonde with worried eyes. If something happened to Seiji, he didn’t know what he’d do. Actually, he did know, and personally he didn’t want to be a slave to Ryo.

"And indeed you are stronger, but you do not know the spells."

"You do not need to read spells. They come from your heart, not some pathetic old book. And as far as hearts go, you have none. In that aspect, you are sorely beaten." Touma winced as Ryo again shifted, digging the blade even deeper into his already sore and bleeding neck.

"Poor master, your time has run out. And now you must atone for your sins.... With your death!" Seiji cried out as he reached out his hands in front of him, letting the light and power gather between his fingers. Touma watched with wide eyes, full of fear. Anger flared in Seiji’s violet eyes, as the power reached its peak... and then faded. Collapsing to his knees in tears, Seiji covered his face with his palm.

"You’re right, I can’t do it! I hate you so much... yet I love you in an odd, deranged way. Like how you kept from your demon form after hurting me, or how defensive you were whenever someone else tried to hurt or make advances on me. I want you dead, yet I could never hurt you. Damn you... Damn You!" Seiji sobbed, waiting for Ryo to do something. Touma watched Seiji in horror, as he felt the metal object being pulled away, as he was shoved forward, falling right into Seiji.

"Touma?" Seiji asked as he looked up. He smiled brightly as he pulled the azure boy to him.

"I’m sorry Touma. So, so sorry." Touma shook his head, brushing his lips against the golden blonde’s forehead.

"Go." Touma and Seiji looked up together, to face the speaker.

"Didn’t you hear me? I said go. As in home. Leave Seiji... Be free. Be happy." Seiji looked up in shock, until a smile formed across his attractive features.

"Master! Why...? I.... Thank you!" Leaping to his feet, Seiji ran over to the onyx haired man, wrapping his arms around him.

"Seiji, go before I change my mind." Ryo warned as Seiji released him.

"Thank you." Ryo quickly grabbed Seiji one last time, pulling the blonde to him for one last kiss. Seiji sighed against Ryo’s lips as his former master pulled away.

"Now go." Seiji bowed in a thank you to Ryo, as he ran back over to Touma, Shin, and Shuu.

"Come on love, let’s go." Giving one last glance to Ryo, The four disappeared.

"You know Master, what you did was very honorable. He didn’t deserve to be set free." Ryo turned to face Dek’aha.

"And that’s where you’re wrong. He deserved it more then you’d ever imagine." Ryo turned away from Dek’aha, wiping at his face, brushing the tears away.

"Dek’aha, be a dear, run a bath. I’m going to need it." The demon nodded slowly as he left his master alone.

~~*~*~*~~

"This is where you live?" Seiji asked in awe, as Touma laughed.

"Sure is. It’s not much, but what can I say, it’s just our dorm." Seiji ran around the room in awe.

"What is all this stuff?" Seiji asked as he glanced in confusion at the T.V. Touma laughed as he grabbed the remote and turned on the Television. Seiji yelped in shock, falling back in surprise right into the arms of Touma. Touma laughed, as he lifted the blonde to his feet, leaving his arms around the blonde.

"What is that?" Seiji exclaimed, pointing at the television.

"It’s TV. It projects things that stations broadcast."

"Broadcast? Stations? I am far too confused!" Touma laughed once more, kissing Sage’s hair.

"That’s OK. You don’t have to understand everything."

"Hey Shin, Touma, who are your friends?" Looking up, Touma smiled at the two brunettes in the doorway.

"Hey guys. These are just some friends. Seiji, Shuu, these are our suitemates. Torian and Dalian." Each man nodded at the introduction of their names, as Seiji blushed. These men were so much older looking then himself.

"Touma, how old is he?" Dalian asked as he walked over to Seiji, taking Seiji’s chin in his palm.

"He can’t be that old. What are you doing with a minor?" Touma sighed.

"It’s a long story. But how old does he really look?" Torian stepped forward.

"Well, if he would stop blushing, I’d say about 17, 18. But with that look, 15, 16 tops." Touma sighed.

"I take it that that is not good." Dalian shrugged.

"Well, don’t worry about it. Torian and I won’t tell about them." Touma smiled in gratification.

"Thank you guys. I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t keep him here." The two twins glanced at each other.

"Well, couldn’t he just go home and you visit him?"

"If his home was in this time. It’s a long story, and most likely you won’t believe me, but remember how Shin and I went away for or break? Well, these two are our souvenirs in a way." The twins glanced at each other once more.

"Touma, now, explain this once more." Touma sighed.

"They aren’t from around here. Sage is actually 515 years old." The twins burst out laughing in unison.

"You have got to be joking! You expect us to believe that?" Torian giggled.

"He’s not lying! Touma would not lie to you!" Seiji exclaimed as he raised his fingers and stretched out his fingers, making fire form at their tips. With a grin, he let his body be engulfed by the non-burning flame. All the twins could do was gap.

To be continued . . .