Disclaimer: Only in my dreams do I own the characters. They belong to Yoko Matsushita.

Summary: AU. Hisoka Kurosaki is kidnapped from his castle by Muraki and forced into marriage. Muraki/Hisoka, eventual Tsuzuki/Hisoka

Reviews: Yes please but no flames! I'll just delete them and act as if they never existed.

Warnings: There will be explicit scenes later but I will direct you to where they can be read.

Ardent

Silver eyes gazed at the immense castle and a smirk spread on the man's face. Nagare Kurosaki made a terrible mistake of not agreeing to making an alliance with him, Kazutaka Muraki. Two weeks ago Muraki met with the lord and master of the Kurosaki kingdom with the hopes of forming an allegiance that would be most beneficial for him. Nagare had turned down the suggested alliance, making it clear that he didn't trust Muraki's intent. Besides, the kingdoms have been at peace, Nagare had pointed out. Hiding his anger, Muraki smiled and bowed politely, thanking Nagare for taking time out of his busy schedule to meet with him. As he left the kingdom he swore he would make Nagare pay for his insolence.

Now he was back, with the blackness of night to cloak him, to prove that one shouldn't turn down an offer from Kazutaka Muraki. He signaled his men to move toward the castle and to silence any guards they run into. He planned a ransacking of Nagare's beloved castle. One of the men signaled that it was safe for Muraki to move forward. Nagare obviously had not been too concerned about him considering the guard duty has so far been light. Still, Muraki isn't a stupid man and still moved on with careful precision. They made their way into the castle and Muraki, using hand gestures, gave them signs of which way they need to go. Muraki's plan was to do this quietly and efficiently so that Nagare wouldn't know what hit him till morning. This would cause unsettledness and fear in the castle. The people won't feel safe and wonder if Nagare was really capable of protecting them. Muraki's men knew to come back in twenty minutes to the place where they had entered the castle and they all made their way through the castle.

Muraki walked up to the upper levels of the castle, knowing that's where Nagare and his family stayed in. He then noticed a pair of french doors at the end of the hallway that was far removed from the other rooms. Out of curiosity, Muraki made his way to them and gently opened the right side door and stepped in. He was greeted by the site of a large bed covered in velvet sheets and a velvet curtain. Cautiously, he moved toward the bed and saw something breathtaking. A young boy, about 14 or 15 years of age sleeping on the bed. The candles around the room highlighted the soft rose glow of the lush, creamy white skin and a small sigh escaped satin soft pillow lips. Tresses of gilded silk splayed upon the dark red pillow. Muraki stared, mesmerized by the boy's beauty. This had to be Nagare's heir, the flaxen hair was a dead giveaway. Its rare for someone to have that shade of blond and green eyes. Wait, green eyes? Muraki realized the boy was awake.

"Who are you?" came the soft and sleepy voice.

End of Chapter 1

Sorry for the short chapter but I hope everyone liked it. The next chapter will be longer. Even though Hisoka, uh, lost his virginity to Muraki when he was 13 years old I changed his age to 15 because I don't think I feel too comfortable with writing a love scenes with a 13 year old. Now, if you all prefer for him to be 13 because that is canon then I'll change his age but for now he's 15.