The Dream and The Decision

Rated MA/k+ for: Mature Audience, Giriko`s fowl mouth, Justin`s sexual thoughts and Yaoi. The song, again and again by: the Bird and the Bee will be used towards the end of this chapter, along with everybody's changing. All I can say is enjoy This will be a long one. sorry it took so long to upload, I've been experiencing writers block along with the chapters getting excessively long. I'm sorry about that in advance please enjoy. ^_^

I do not own Soul Eater of any of the SE characters.

Justin wrapped his arms around his torso, the wind around him started to pick up as he climbed up the stairs of the Academy; 'It sure is cold out this afternoon.' The blonde thought; smiling to himself, watching the sun start to set, nothing, not even a thought going through his head, as he began to smile from ear to ear.

The guillotine could feel his toes start to numb from the nip of freshly set snow, as he continued to climb the steps, but that didn't seem to bother him one bit, he was just happy to finally be serving his Lord once again.

The blonde made it to the last and final step, turning around; looking at the outstretched town before him, 'Death city is beautiful during twilight, I just love the pink and orange streaks in the sky, almost like a painting; natures masterpiece.' The blonde sighed, facing the door; placing his hand onto the handle of the Academy's entrance, slowly creaking it open to find no one around, except a particular red head, Death`s one and only tool.

Justin watched as Spirit drank from the glass of champagne in his hand, slouching in the on the couch, while leaning into the cat witch`s shoulder, watching her began to stir up some more for him in the air as she twisted her pink painted fingers. The guillotine watched as he traced his finger around her cheek making her giggle, cooing promises of sweet nothings into her ear; but in the end, attended to never keep.

Justin grabbed a hold of his Rosary, sighing to himself, 'I know I shouldn't think so little of Death Scythe, he`s my Lords pick of weaponry, but this is what he does in his spare time? I can see now on why his daughter hates him so..'

Justin turned his attention to the long lengthy man when he waved his hand in the air, stumbling over to him, completely drunk off his ass; "J-Justin…about time you showed up, Lord Death would like to see you in his room." The guillotine watched him hold his hand up to his mouth, giggling uncontrollably, a goofy grin spread across his face,

"No.. No… not his room, the Death Room." The red head slurred as he traced his finger across Justin's shoulder, making him blush slightly while looking him in the eye with his half-closed sea green pools, leaning in closer than needed to be. As he nudged the blonde`s nose with his finger; "He has a surprise waiting for you." Justin watched him put his finger up to his mouth; "But, shhh; it`s our little secret."

Justin couldn't help but feel pity for the man, inhaling the potent stench of Alcohol on his breath, the blonde simply smiled, guiding Spirit back to the couch in the center of the ball room;

"Why don't you sit for a while, I'll go see what he needs me for." The guillotine turned towards the Cat lady; giving her a sheepish grin, "You should probable keep an eye on him; I would be a tragedy if something happened to my Lords companion." Justin sighed looking back to the Scythe, watching him twist his hair between his fingers, mumbling what seemed like nonsense under his breath before bursting out into laughter.

The blonde turned towards Blair once more, smiling hesitantly; "Please don't give him anymore to drink." The priest started to walk away, looking back when he heard a faint shatter of glass, that Spirit through to the floor; watching as he mouthed the words; "GET ME MORE TO DRINK, WOMAN." Watching Blair put both of her hands up to her mouth giggling, as she swished her finger around, repairing the glass filling it up for him once more.

Justin rolled his eyes, nodding to himself as he continued walking down the hall, 'I don't understand on why my Lord picked him to be his personal weapon.' The blonde thought; gripping tightly onto his rosary.

Justin made his way to the center of the building, smiling to himself as he started to blush; 'Maybe Lord Death has another assignment for me..' the priest put his hand up to his lip, slightly curling his fingers; 'maybe the mission is to go and track down that Heretic.' Justin blushed even brighter, the thought of that man made his heart flutter uncontrollably.

The blonde made his way closer to the death room, seeing how a bunch of Guillotines hung above his head, the priest smiled at the site of it, as he pulled out his head phones; turning off the volume from his iPod before reaching the center of the room not wanting a reenactment of being kicked to the floor, as he admired the view of the clouds, approaching the death room.

The priest started to bow, closing his eyes as he reached his Masters chair; "Oh great Lord of Death, how may I serve thee," Looking up to greet his Lord, only to be met with empty space. 'Hmm, how strange; maybe I should call?' the blonde wondered. Justin made his way over the mirror in the middle of the death room, writing 42-42-564 'that's the numbers you draw when knocking on Deaths door;' the blonde thought, smiling brightly to himself.

Justin watched as the mirror created a ripple effect between the glass, only to find no one at the other end. 'Maybe I didn't do it right.. Maybe the numbers need to be visible… it`s been such a long time since I called upon you'

This time, Justin coated a thick fog of his breath onto the glass, re-writing the numbers, watching the mirror ripple once more, only to find no one at the other end yet again. 'Hmm, how strange; maybe Death Scythe was fooling around with me, he was quite drunk today... than again, he`s drunk.' The blonde sighed at the thought, feeling a bit of disappointment weal up in the pit of his stomach.

'So much for meeting you once more, saw man.' The priest started to leave the chamber, a stack of books and a letter that sat on the arm of Deaths chair caught his eye. 'Maybe I shouldn't.. what if these are for eyes not to see.' Justin swallowed hard, his ears starting to burn with anticipation as he approached his Lords chair.

Justin grabbed hold of the letter, that was folded nicely with-on the books; a wax seal bonded the letter from wondering eyes, a symbol of Deaths skull imprinted within the burgundy seal; '… maybe I shouldn't… but.. It's not opened, what if it`s intended for me..' the priest couldn't help but fret, this could be a secret mission only for him, and him alone. The priest couldn't help but feel a bit of joy and anxiety mixed with fear swell within his soul.

The blonde tightly closed his eyes, ripping the seal open with the tip of his finger; chills went down his back; listening to the crisp wax strip from paper. (Inhale) 'Okay the moment of truth, if this letter is not intended for you, just put it back and explain to Death about it later.' (Exhale)

Justin;

I`m sorry for the inconvenience, I was called to a meeting with Stine and Sid, I

have some books left on the chair for you; I wasn't able to take care of shelving them at the moment. My meeting with them is kind of important, I'm in quite a pickle here, if you don't mind shelving these books back in the restricted section for me, that would be great; I can only count on you, I know you won't allow your eyes to wonder where they need not to be.

Sincerely;

DEATH

Justin felt his entire body consume into a cold chill, 'Death is counting on me to shelve these books. This is such an honor, I am the only one entrusted out of all the Death Scythes to shelve the restricted section.' The blonde held his hand around his rosary, humbly basking in this moment before folding the note neatly into the pocket of his robe.

'This is truly an honor to serve my Lord in such a way, that only I can do.' Justin smiled to himself, picking up the books, walking away from the death room, making his way to the library.

The priest couldn't help but look at the covers of the books, 'He told me not to peer in the books, never anything about reading the covers.' Grinned the priest, taking a gander on what lied in his hand.

'Books on Gollum creation, Enchantment, the Kishin and.. The Sou`s?' the blonde put the Sou book on the top of the pile, tracing his finger around the cover, 'This book is sown within a leather cover, almost like it was hand crafted by someone.'

The priest traced the tip of his bony finger in the engraved name, tracing the S, 'the title seems to be carved in with an old style of calligraphy, this book has to be centuries old..' Justin held the books tightly to his chest, always having a fascination with old books; 'no you mustn't, Death is counting on me not to do such a thing.' The guillotine had to fight off every urge his body gave him to open that book. That particular book bonded by leather gnawed at his sub conscious. 'I don't know why.. but for some reason… I can't fathom this thought.. that Lord Death wants me to peek at what`s inside.'

Justin looked ahead, seeing the libraries` wood carved doors just ahead of him; shaking at the thought of such a thing; 'No, you need to resist such temptation. Restricted books are not intended for your eyes, they are only for death, the book keeper, Stein and Sid, not you.'

The guillotine pressed the books up to his chest again, feeling the sharp edges compress into his sternum; walking up, taking in the scent of aged wood. The blonde lightly pressed the palm of his hand onto the entrance; 'Well, this is it…' Justin took a deep breath, allowing his body to lean into the door, gravity taking care of the rest.

Justin listened to the rusted hinges of the door slowly creak open, allowing a glow from the outside to cascade within the library; the blonde walked in, the scent of musk and pine filled the air around him; 'the smell of knowledge.' The blonde couldn't help but smirk.

The priest grabbed a hold of the note within his pocket, thinking that it might not be a bad idea to have proof for his being in the restricted section. Knowing that there would be a small chance of him getting passed the book keeper; 'I should probably go up and get checked in, since the restricted shelves are behind the desk..' the blonde couldn't help but smirk at the small attempt in security.

Justin pressed the note fragilely between his fingers, as he cradled the books closer into his chest. The priest set the books down on the desk, looking up to be met with no one; the blonde cleared his throat, ringing the bell on the table, still; no response. 'Everybody seems to be out and about today; did I miss something…' the blonde tucked some hair behind his ear, 'It wouldn't surprise me if people were out celebrating the defeat of the Kishin.'

Justin looked at the books that lay before him; rubbing the withered leather, feeling how much it had aged between his thumb, 'Justin, you know you will have sinned greatly if you look at this book.' The guillotine frowned once his mind caught up with reality.

The blonde sighed collecting the books in his arms, making his way around the desk, navigating his way within the center of the room, where he unlatched the red rope to the restricted literature.

Justin latched the rope back up, feeling a bit more safe that way, before making his way to the shelves; 'Okay, Gollum creation… goes.. right here.' The blonde slide the book within alphabetical order, or Death would have a conniption fit. Justin giggled to himself about that. 'What's next, hmm Enchantment Theory and creation.. that will go.. right here.' Justin walked over to the E`s, shelving it properly where he saw a slight empty space.

The blonde jumped, hearing the heavy wooden doors to the library echo, as they slammed into the walls. 'Oh no, I dropped the books.' The blonde frowned upon his misfortune; kneeling down picking up the book on the Kishin.

"Stine, Sid; what is the meaning of this, I was in the middle of some very important research when you called upon Me." Justin perked up his ears, that was the sound of his Lords voice, 'No Justin, don't ease drop just put the books back and leave without being noticed.'

Justin looked for the K`s holding the book in his hand, rubbing the spine of it in his palm, 'The Kishin has become stronger than expected, his madness almost got a hold of me when he was released from his deathly prison.' A morbid grin cracked upon the blondes face; only to melt into fear, 'No, no, Justin; don't think like that, you follow Lord Death, and that will be all you follow.'

Justin frowned, feeling the guilt build with inside himl; 'don't ever think like that again!' Justin slid the book back into its correct spot. 'No… Never again..' the blonde was caught off guard hearing more of the conversation.

"We need to discuss some things about the Kishin and his defeat…" Justin heard the hesitation in the professor's voice, "His defeat might have angered an old friend of ours.."

"Well not entirely an old friend, more like a legend." Sid proclaimed. "Back when I was alive, I too would be in fear of him, but since there's really no proof of his existence, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Justin peered out from the side of the shelf, and watched as his Master flipped his big gloved hands into the air, "Sid, he dose indeed exist, we have a book on his family, and his son, trust me on this.. I know he`s real." The blonde watched as Sid and Stine looked up at Death, seeing how fear washed over his mask as they watched him stroke his hand below his mask, as if in thought, "His son is born half human and half, well we`ll discuss that later, all you need to know is that everything in the Book of Sou is to be true." Justin listened to his reaper sigh, " All though I hope his son`s prophecy is a legend and nothing more, he could become the end of this world as we know it."

Justin became puzzled, turning his attention to the book that lied on the floor below him, seeing how it had opened from the fall. 'Maybe a little peak won't hurt.' Justin picked the book up, skimming though the pages, seeing how everything was written in calligraphy, turning to the back of the book to see a signature, the words; The Prophet written in the right bottom corner, 'The Prophet..? This hand writing looks really familiar, like I`ve seen it someplace else… now why would that be?'

Justin was brought back to reality; listening to more of his Lords conversation, "This could become a major problem for us, if the son of Sou really exists, we need him by our side, he's the only one powerful enough to defeat his own father." Justin listened to Sid clear his throat.

"Back when I was alive, I wouldn't question the strength of your power, but I must know… is there someone else out there stronger than you, my Lord?"

"Yes, Sid." Stine confirmed, "The Sou`s a very powerful beings, from what we know on what the records say, Sou`s Son is the most powerful force out there; he can bring entire nations down with the snap of his finger if he ever chose to." The blonde held in his breath, covering his mouth over with his palm.

"I think someone's in here." Death protested, the blonde watched as the cloaked figure hovered across the room, looking though ever aisle of the library, except the restricted section, 'thank the Lord the desk before me is covering my shadow, and for the enchantment spell surrounding the restricted section, or he would have picked up on my wavelength by now..' the blonde was relived watching Deaths shadow make its way back to the group.

"that`s impossible Sir." The zombie stated, " I checked every nook and cranny in this place not too long ago finding no one around, and to make this place more useful, there are no mirrors around, so no one can call upon you when they please." 'So that`s why I couldn`t get a hold of my Lord.' The blonde thought.

Justin flipped thought the book, coming across a page that was marked, an old leather book mark with a cross engraved at the top held its place, it read:

The son of Sou, born January 22nd, one of the most powerful beings I`ve met though out my life. Born from his father, an enchanter with special abilities only a God could posses, conceived from his mother, Angela: a Dark Weapon whom was unable to use her abilities for certain reasons.

The son of Sou has the ability to poses a special wavelength known as the Guardian, he can only obtain this by consuming 99 Kishin souls and one Witches soul, his soul will either accept or reject his true form of a Death Scythe; the son of Sou can only obtain this ability during a full Blood Moon, which happens every 100 years, giving him super strength, agility, and the power to obtain Psionic and Telekinesis properties. This transformation can only happen when the World has met its end. The son of Sou can either lead us to our Destruction upon the world as we know it, or recreate the Earth, within the balance of the Kishin`s Madness, becoming the care taker of the world itself.

Note: The son of Sou has obtained Psionic abilities, along with his super strength and agility, in addition to other properties; regardless of his power, he cannot obtain Telekinesis unless he can defeat his Creator; and or obtain his true form of a Demi God, which can lead to his own Destruction and the Damnation upon the World.

'Destruction and damnation upon the world? Who is this man?' Justin furrowed his brow, skimming though the pages, not really reading on what the passages obtained; the feeling of someone capable of over throwing his Lord overwhelmed him.

'This can't be, this whole thing has to be a myth, but…' the blonde couldn't help but wonder, 'Why would there be a book on this man if he was nothing but a myth… and.. all the information contained within this book can't be a lie, it's too descriptive..'

The priest closed the book within his hands, sliding it back within its correct spot, not wanting to know more than he had to on the subject, sighing to himself, 'If the son of Sou truly exists.. I would love to meet him sometime.' The blonde smiled at his thoughts, 'I would have so many questions for him, I always love to learn new things.' The blonde looked up hearing Sid speak, "So Death; if this kid really exists; why are you so afraid of him? You won't even tell us of his Father, let alone who he is."

Justin became curious by this statement, letting his legs lead the way to a better view, the blonde peered over the side of the shelf, getting a closer look; the Priest watched his Lord sigh, folding his hands behind his back; "Well you see Sid, there are certain things that lie within the balance of the world; Asura is one of them; without his madness this world would be too sane, allowing people to become corrupted with the law of the world resulting in pure madness, true insanity itself." Justin watched as Stine`s face spread into a morbid grin,

"Now that's not a place we want to live in now is it." the professor chimed.

"Yes that is very true." The reaper stated, looking towards Sid once again, "Well you see, Sou`s father`s name is David, although that's not his true name, I'd rather call him that.. For certain circumstances.." Stein and Sid both looked inquisitively upon the Reaper.

"Anyways, forget that I said that, David has the power to throw the whole equilibrium of the world off; resulting in a spiral down fall into eternal damnation and suffering of every innocent living soul on this Earth and other dimensions if he chooses to do so. The only one who can stop him, as the prophesy states; is his Son."

The guillotine watched as Stein pressed his hand up to his lips, clearing his throat, "I know all about the Prophesy my Lord, I have went thought the book of Sou many times, never being able to find any clues on what his son`s name might be, and his true form." The professor met his Lords gaze; "You wouldn't happen to know would you?"

Both the professor and Sid gulped watching their Lord hesitantly clear his throat, impatiently waiting for him to speak, "To be honest with you, no one knows for sure, the only person who would know would be the Author of the book and Sou`s son himself; I`m sorry to break it to you two, but I don't know jack."

Justin began to smirk, watching his Reaper throw his gloved hands into the air as he shrugged his shoulders, "I feared you were going to come up with that conclusion." the stitched faced man protested. "Well anyways," Stein concurred; "The book of Sou describes on what weapon (David`s) son is, but it really doesn't describe what his capabilities are, what he can posses if he becomes a true Death Scythe." Justin watched the Doctor clear his throat; "Before I jump to any conclusions on whom and what the son of Sou might be, I need to know one thing."

Justin peered more of his head out from the shelf, indulging himself into the conversation; "From what you have told me, you have met David in person, and have a big hunch on who he might be, you probably already know who he is, just don't want to tell us." The professor frowned, rubbing his glasses within his shirt before placing them back onto his face. "I need to know, if David is powerful enough to bring you to your end as we know to be true… than I would like to know what type of weapon will David`s own son become when he transforms, since he is a dark weapon and all, I need to know what will happen to the world if this event take place in our lifetime, so I can provide the necessary preparations for the staff and students."

Sid, Stein, and Justin all meet contact with Death, waiting for him to speak, "Well, let`s just say… he will be one hell of a weapon.. and there`s no way you can stop an apocalypse, when it happens it will happen, I just hope we have david`s son on our side before all of this; Well any way, meeting adjourned you two, I need to get back to my work, that's if Justin hasn't shelved the books I was reading away, I can only trust him not to peer into things that are desired by such curious eyes."

Justin could feel himself become weak at the knees, 'But I did look into the book, my eyes wondered where they need not to be… and I`m okay with that.. I enjoyed reading the sections that I did, I`m glad to know that my Lord is trying his best to overcome the fear of being overthrown.. I just hope I never see the day."

Justin looked up, hiding within the shadows of the books, watching the trio leave the library, the guillotine let out a sigh, relived that he could finally leave in peace.

The Priest waited a while before making his way to the exit; when he opened the heavy wooden doors, he was greeted by Death, walking in the halls with his particular tea mug in his hand; 'Oh no.. did I come out too soon?' the guillotine quivered, sending chills throughout his body.

"So, I see that you just got done shelving, well done Justin, well done in deed, I`m glad I could count on you to do such a task." The guillotine didn't have to see his Lords face to tell he was smiling, completely oblivious to guilt wealing up within him from the looks of it.

"Yes Lord Death, if you need me to shelve once more, I will do so; this was truly an honor serving you in a way only I could do at the moment." Remarked the blonde, smiling ear to ear, knowing he was lying though his teeth.

Death nodded, before parting ways with the Scythe, walking down the hall, not once taking a second glace upon the blonde, questioning his sudden appearance from out of the room of knowledge.

Justin watched his Master`s shadow fade from the hall before making his way to the ball room, tightly gripping his rosary all the way down; 'I just lied to Death.. And he didn't even notice it once.' The blonde smirked to himself, 'I truly am mischievous like my father said I was, before they threw me out for what sin I admitted to committing in..' the blonde smiled all the way down the hall, opening the door to the ball room, seeing how all the Death Scythes, teachers and students were celebrating, dancing, eating and, just having fun.

Justin looked around, trying to find a spot to sit, when he noticed Marie motioned him over, taping her hand on the seat of the couch, cueing him to sit next to her.

The guillotine looked up, hearing someone tap on to a mic, looking up upon the stage, seeing how Lord Death himself, was giving him a thumbs up, thanking him for shelving the books once more, the blonde smiled as he waved to the reaper, walking over while he listened to Lord Death give his speech on how everyone had the opportunity to relax, now that the Kishin was below the school once more.

The guillotine situated himself next to Marie, watching her smile brightly at him; "So, where were you today, remember all us Death Scythes invited you to join us for drinks? As you can tell, Spirit has had plenty already."

Justin peered over to where Miss Marie was pointing, watching the red headed man jump up and down all sporadic like, mumbling nonsense once again, as he watched the cork to yet another champagne bottle fly off from the Death Scythes grasp, as he poured drinks for Stein and the other Death Scythes, before serving himself. The blonde seemed to giggle at this.

"So Justin, why didn't you come with all of us?" the elder woman stated, rubbing her hand up her other sleeve, stroking her skin softly; "I know that you don't like to get out much, and have a hard time connecting with people, but this is a special occasion, the Kishin was Defeated for all we know, by Maka herself." The guillotine peered over to where the students were, Black Star ranting and raving about how awesome he was, on how he defeated the Kishin, while Kid tried to calm him down that it was more of a team effort none the least, resulting in another fight, grabbing the attention of the rest of the students, as they just stared at the two fighting, making Tsubaki, and, Liz die of embarrassment, while Patty manically laughed per usual, as Maka and Soul mockingly laughed at them, as Crona cowered behind Maka`s mister jacket.

Justin smiled slightly at the kids, looking upon the blonde headed hammer before replying, "I had a special task that Lord Death assigned for me to do, and me alone, and you know I can't drink?" the blonde protested, only to be laughed at by his companion.

"Well it was worth a shot, plus I think you`re God would allow you to indulge in Alcohol for this special occasion, for what it's worth, the world is finally rid from madness." The woman stated, smiling sweetly up to Justin.

'That's at least what you think Marie, without madness, this world would be chaos as we know it, the time continuum would tick out of rhythm and our world would be lost forever… Death said it himself.. We need to have balance in this world, and without the son of Sou..Our world would have ended by now.. I Just hope we find him before our time is up, and before it's too late to save us from our fate of prophecy.'

The guillotine smiled back at Marie, the only one who has ever bee n there for him since the incident nodding in agreement to her comment, resting his back into the couch, watching the people around him have a good time. 'The son of Sou will save us, I just know it.'

The blonde awoke, a chill creeping its way down his back, I really wish I hadn`t of remembered that… that was an intense dream. The guillotine peered over to his rival, seeing how his robe was tossed to the floor, as he laid on his back, the sheets slightly covering his groin, watching drool make its way down the side of his mouth.

The Priest smiled at this, he looks so innocent in his sleep, I better not ever tell him that, or he will for surly wail on me. the blonde giggled at himself, brushing the sheets to the side, as he sat up, intently peering over in the saws direction, watching his toned body hover at a slow even pace, not sporadic like the day before; At least I know he's not have a bad dream today.. The blonde smirked as this, soon only to melt into a monotone expression,

what did Death mean by (one hell of a weapon?), why did he look so intimidated, and did David really beat him badly enough to admit that theirs someone out there stronger than him, and… if Giriko`s fathers name isn`t really David, than what is it.. It`s not like Death to avoid a topic like that.. he must really be a horrifying guy, to scare my Lord in such a way.

The blonde brushed at his thoughts as he combed through his soft hair, getting up making his way to the saws bed, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek, receiving a low grunt, "Come on mom, just five more minutes, it`s a Sunday, I have no training…" Justin's smile only became wider, watching the brunette toss and turn in his bed, hugging the pillow next to him as he gnawed on the corner of it, soaking it with his saliva.

Justin put his hand to his mouth, allowing himself to giggle; there is no way I'm going to let him live this one down. The blonde connivingly thought, looking at the brunette once more, watching him vaguely smile in his sleep, at least I know he's dreaming of his Mother, I`m glad that he's dreaming happily.

The Priest got up from the bed, walking towards the bathroom, grabbing his tooth brush form the bag along with the paste, putting his hand up to his mouth to get a whiff of his breath. Ehh.. I don't know why my breath smells so horrendous in the morning.. The blonde just shrugged as he started to brush.

The guillotine watched himself in the mirror, casually looking over his shoulder to watch the saw, this man has the ability to obtain Psionic and Telekinesis, along with super strength and speed.. with other properties I wasn't able to get to reading about.. Justin watching his rival in pity, seeing him a peace for once, but only because of his sleep,

Giriko is so good at hiding his true self from everyone, to the point that he almost seems afraid of whom he really is; I don't like knowing the fact that he continues to run from himself like this.. It worries me to no end; I just don't understand on why he won't converse with me on this topic, he's so good at being opened about his family, except his father and himself.. I badly want to know what he`s hiding from me..

the guillotine peered over to him once more, seeing how he rolled onto his stomach, sprawling his legs across the bed, Justin half assed smiled at the saw; Giriko did promise me that one day he would come clean on everything about his life… maybe I can know on why he got those scares engraved into his back, and what the other part of his soul truly is.

Justin smiled, spitting into the sink, rinsing it down into the faucet, as he wiped his mouth, ridding himself from the white foam around his lips, watching it go down the sink. He has so much on his plate it seems… no wonder he always so high strung and hot tempered. The guillotine gripped the side of the counter, no wonder he drinks so much, I would too if I knew I would be the one to decide the fate upon the world.

The blonde spun swiftly up on his heels, making his way to the saw, he has so many decisions he has left untouched, that he still needs to make; I can see why he is so hesitant on them, his true form whatever that might be, will result in a huge change upon the world, I can now see why he has kept most of his life a secret.

Justin walked over to Giriko, tracing his finger around the shell of his ear, nudging the hair from his eyes, gazing upon how the brunette looked, seeing him at peace; I think I have finally decided… I know what I want to do today.. Justin stoked his hand though the saws spiked hair once more, receiving a low grunt, watching him vaguely smile.

I think I have decided; that today will be the day I give myself up, and lose myself to this man and become one. Justin watched his partner hover slightly atop the bed, steadily breathing, the blonde couldn't help but let such lustful thought about the saw penetrate his eternal psyche, making his ears and cheeks flush from embarrassment, feeling the sting of the heat emit from his face, now, now Justin; you must behave yourself, and allow this to flow naturally for you today.. this is a big milestone in your life..

The blonde traced his finger along the saws bare chest, feeling his toned body, while teasingly brushing his fingers underneath the blankets, feeling the outline of the saws morning wood, Justin watched as he tossed and turned in bed. Slightly smiling, letting out a pleasurable sigh as his cheeks flush a pinkish red. He must know that I'm touching him; smirked the blonde.

Justin leaned himself into the bed, straddling his partner, getting really close to his face, the guillotine could feel the saws warm breath hit his forehead, cheeks, lips; the blonde smiled, lightly kissing the brunette; watching him flutter his brown eyes, slowly coming up from the sea of his dreams.

Justin watched him wipe the blur from his eyes, as he smiled upon him, "G-good morning to you too." The saws voice was low and groggily sounding, Justin just smiled at him, kissing him on the cheek,

"What you like for breakfast this morning?" The blonde cooed, receiving a smile along with a kiss to the lips.

"Anything sounds fine, it doesn't matter to me, although it`s nice waking up to you." The saw replied, leaning in to kiss Justin. The brunette stroked Justin's fair skin, tracing the outline of his jaw, leaning his face in for another kiss. Justin didn't object, he was just as egger as the saw, to the point that he unraveled the sheets upon the saws body, to lie above him, kissing him sweetly on the mouth.

"Someone`s lively today." Stated the dark weapon, only to have his rival giggle, planting another up on his lips,

"Well you're the one who taught me how, now weren't you." Justin teasingly huffed in protest. Justin watched his rival soft smile turn into a grin, feeling the silk sheets cover his body, only to be flipped onto his back.

The blonde gasped, feeling the chilled air hit his skin, as the saw stripped him of his robe, "Now, it time for me to express my good morning to you." Smirked the saw, Justin could feel his cheeks start to burn, seeing his naked rival atop his fragile soft skin, absorbing every detail of his tanned complexion, and those muscles that went along with it.

Justin raised his hand up to the brunette`s face, lightly pulling on his goatee, guiding him to his lips; the guillotine felt Giriko run his fingers though his hair, tightly grasping on his golden strands, gravitating more towards him; Justin shivered, feeling the saw boldingly stick his tongue into his mouth; exploring his let cavern, as the both wrestled with their tongues, fighting for dominance.

The guillotine felt his rival, press him into the bed, allowing his body to wrinkle the sheets, creating a depressed mark into the mattress. Showing Justin that he was persistent; "Looks like I`m the one in charge today." Giriko teasingly remarked; kissing Justin on his neck, slightly nipping at him, hearing the blonde pant, pleasurably sighing as he did so.

Justin was taken off guard by the warm tips of the Giriko`s fingers, feeling them trace his body with that warm touch of his. "G-Giriko… what are you—huu!"

The blonde closed his eyes half way in pure ecstasy, feeling the saw trace his nipple with his tongue, jumping a bit from the bed when he switched to the other, tracing his tongue around the nub. The brunette sat up, straddling the Guillotine.

Justin`s back arched slightly off the bed feeling the saw lightly twist both of this nubs, "So Justin, do you prefer teasingly playing, or-" Justin watched as he lowered his head, placing his mouth on his pecks, gliding his tongue across his chest, letting out a soft moan; " Or, do you like it when I lick them?"

Justin arched his head back, beginning to pant loudly feeling the saw bit on him, "Do you like biting, or sucking?" the saw said between breaths.

Justin let out a little moan, feeling the saw swirl his tongue around his chest, sucking up on his nubs. "G-Giriko…" the brunette looked up; as he felt the blondes hands trace his back.

"So witch do you like most?" the blonde slowly sat up, watching his rival kiss his way down his stomach, making his way to his navel, feeling the brunette place his hands on both of his knees, slowly gliding them down to his groin, spreading his legs, watching the saw fit himself perfectly between his crotch, continuing to kiss his stomach; A tingling sensation creeping its way down his back, feeling the saw lightly brush his hands down his sides.

"I- mmm nah…" Justin moaned in protest, absorbing the wet heat of his tongue twirling it`s way around his navel, slowly creeping down to his hips as he sucked on his sided. "..I… like it all, I want, all of it…" the guillotine moaned.

"That's what I thought." Giriko huffed. The brunette made the saw made his way up to the guillotines stomach, shoulder, neck; lightly biting and sucking all the way up. The Priest had let enough emotion bottle up within him; he moaned as he exhaled for my crisp air.

Giriko widened his eyes and let out a low grunt, feeling the tips of Justin`s cold fingers grasp onto his base, I don't know what it is about your hands being so cold, but… the saw let out a pleasurable sigh, absorbing the sensation of the blonde forcefully gliding his hand upward, for some reason, you hold hands turn me on.. the brunette smiled between kisses, leaning himself up to meet the Priests gaze below.

Justin was in too hot of a mess that he didn't realize what his rival was up to. The guillotine gasped, feeling the saw`s dick poke around his entrance, "G-iriko.. I`m not; nmf!" the blonde sucked in as much air and held it there, feeling the saw probe him with his finger.

"Don't worry; I'm not going to fuck you just yet." The dark weapon commanded. Justin sated at him with relief, mixed with a smidge of dis-belief. Don't worry though.. soon enough you will be allowed to, I just want our night to be perfect.

The blonde inhaled, feeling the saw stick yet another finger in, scissoring that hot cavern of his, "Giriko.. I don't really lik- uhh!" The Priest was taken by surprised, as the saw slipped in another finger, feeling the inside of him become full, feeling Giriko swirl his fingers around.

"So, you were saying?" the saw mocked, having Justin reply with a bunch of soft moans and pants, there's no way I'm going to be able to stop when I fucking you Justin, I`ll make you scream like you never had before, make you bag for more. Sneered the saw, listening to his rival enjoy himself.

The brunette was taken by surprise, feeling the saw lift his hips slightly in the air, bagging for a deeper penetration, now, now Justin; you have to tell me, I`m not going to just give it to you. "Deeper.. with. Your fingers.." Commanded the blonde, only to moan in reply, absorbing the tingling sensation of what those fingers could posses.

An electrified shock coursed its way up and down his spine, intertwining his legs around Giriko as he felt him graze that sweet spot of his.

The guillotines blue pool widened, feeling the saw jam his fingers into his entrance as far as he could go, "Giriko.. please don`t st- nahh!" Justin didn't have the time to react, feeling himself release over his rival, Giriko was just as surprised, only to melt that smile of his into a devilish grin, feeling the warm sticky mesh coat his stomach, "We should do this more often, prep your body for the real deal someday." The saw cooed. Meeting the surprised look on Justin's face, as he turned a dark crimson.

The blonde swallowed his emotions, looking up to his rival who continued to stare at him mischievously. Soon enough you will be, trust me.. I`m a bit egger myself, Justin couldn't help but smile up to the chainsaw, knowing he would be in for a big surprise soon enough.

Justin`s faint smile only became wider, setting the brunette off guard feeling Justin turn him on his back, "looks like I'm going to have to clean you up myself, now doesn't it?"

Giriko jumped a bit, hitting his head onto the dash board, watching the blonde lap up his own seed, Justin, you really know how to make a guy horney. The brunette emitted a low growl getting the blondes attention, "I`m enjoying the show, that you've displayed before me." the saw smirked even wider, watching his rival blush a crimson, continuing to clean up his mess.

The saw rested his head onto the dash board, enjoying the view that was shown before him, watching the guillotine lap up and swallow his own seed, "Looks like you`re enjoying that crème filling of yours." Remarked Giriko, the blonde sucked on his stomach a little longer, cleaning the tan torso beneath him before looking up to the saw, meeting him with a polite smile as he nodded in agreement to his statement.

The brunette swallowed hard, damn, this kid`s innocence is really starting to get to me. "Come mer, you." The saw stated, pulling the guillotine by his chin, the saw smiled vaguely at Justin's minty breath hitting his lips, "Maybe you can freshen my breath with that pretty little mouth of yours." The saw cooed.

Justin knelt down, kissing the saw softly on his rough lips, "Gladly," he responded, only to implant his tongue into the dark weapons mouth, swishing, exploring his insides, soaking his tongue in that peculiar taste only Giriko seemed to have.

Mint and the shallow scent of Alcohol intertwined with each other, the weapons both laid there, enjoying themselves.

Justin came up for air, slowly creeping over to the saws neck, lightly nipping as he began to suck; you're really going to enjoy your surprise later in the day.. the blonde couldn't help but let out a pleasurable sigh as he continued to kiss his rivals body up.

Justin sat up, hearing a soft sound of a ring emit though out the air, only to hear it again, not being able to distinguish its sound. The blonde was caught off guard, having his rival kiss him, brushing his lips across his lightly, "Hey I better go and get that, if my phone rings you know its personal."

Justin sat there dumbfounded as the saw rolled him onto his back, continuing to get up. The saw quickly grabbed his robe and whipped it on, going over the cloths he wore earlier that day, fishing in the pocket of his dark jeans, pulling out a red razor phone.

"Hey what's up, if this is you Arachne, then were-"Justin watched his lovers face turn to fear, only to change into a calm expression in fraction of a second, "Okay, what happened… really in that amount of time?" Justin watched him furrow his brow as he leaned onto the tub, his robe not quietly fashioned all the way; "Fuck! Are you serious, when do you want me over?" the blonde watched him tap his finger on the side of the marble tile. "Hmm, ok; sounds like a pretty good trade to me."

The blonde watched him flip his phone shut, walking over to the counter, rubbing his fingers along the bridge of his nose as he set it down. "W-what hap-pend?" The blonde was met with a half ass smirk, turning over to face the mirror in front of him, looking back at Justin with a half broken smile.

"It looks like my dad dropped by for a visit, trying to look for me, since he can't distinguish exactly where our souls are, all thanks to Arachne`s Soul protect." Justin watched him lean his body on to the counter facing his direction towards the guillotine, "That's part of the reason no one picked up on your soul as we drove through Shibushin, you seemed like another human being to them."

Justin slightly smirked; "I knew witches could use Soul Protect, but never knew they could use it on other people." The guillotine questionably remarked. The blonde lowered his head to the sheets, "So… when are you planning on leaving." Giriko was met by a piercing stare, slowly watching his lip quiver, "Because if you are going to go fight off your father, I want to help you in doing so!"

Shock went through the saws body, not expecting someone to be so egger to fight; I would expect Arachne to fight to the death for me, but you.. you I can't lose… you're too important Justin. The blonde felt chills go down his back, watching that bold stare of Giriko`s flow its way through his body.

"Justin, you not coming with me alright, besides; he's already left, he went elsewhere to look for me, please try to understand; I don't want you to get hurt alright?!" Justin sat there little bit socked, only to melt into a warm smile as he grabbed his robe from underneath the sheets, gracefully tossing it onto his body.

"Okay, I trust you in coming back later this evening then?" the blonde remarked, as he sat up walking over to his rival.

"The hell you know I am! I wouldn't leave someone like you alone for too long, that hot body of yours need all the attention it can get." Teased the saw, grabbing Justin by the chin to kiss him once more, the guillotine giggled in between kisses, trust me, later tonight, you won't be able to keep your hands off of me.

Justin broke away from the saws lips, sighing as he rested his head onto his shoulder, I want you to have me tonight, I won't allow myself to feel any regret. The guillotine smiled as this thought, lightly kissing the brunette`s neck; "I`m going to order us some breakfast before you go off on your little adventure."

Giriko looked at his rival, watching him innocently smile up to him; yeah, I guess you can call it an adventure, that's not really how I see it, more survival than anything, my father can be out there waiting for me; I just hope he doesn't find out about you, I could care less if I die, but you, I would kill everything on site if he got to you..

"Yeah, sounds like a plan I`m going to get freshened up." The saw met the blonde with a smile, turning his way towards the bathroom, Justin watched him walk in, shutting the door softly behind him, I hope he likes waffles. Justin just smiled turing his way towards the phone next to the coffee machine.

Giriko pulled his brush along with the paste from the bag, scrubbing his teeth, as he looked at himself in the mirror; hmm, I look a little paler then usual, almost sickly like? I wonder if Justin noticed.

The chainsaw continued to brush his sharp jagged teeth, liking the sting of mint lay atop his tongue. The saw spit in the sink, after brushing a few more times, wiping the thick coat of paste from his mouth down the sink.

The saw put his supplies away, leaning into the counter as he washed the dirt from his face, squinting his eyes close, gliding his hand across the counter, fumbling for a wash cloth, found it. Giriko wiped the water from his eyes, looking closely at the features of his face, pulling back the skin of his eye, my eyes; they have a slight red ring around them.. When was the last time I had a decent meal.. oh yeah, about three weeks ago?

The dark weapon frowned at himself in the mirror, knowing he hated doing what he had to, just to satisfy his body's needs, good thing I'm taking a trip to Lowe; and better yet, I`m glad Justin isn't coming with… hopefully Vincent will let me use the archers he owns, I`m dying here..

The saw broke form his con centration, allowing his attention to go towards the bag again, fumbling for his cologne, the saw unfastened his rob as he sprayed the scent on to his chest, and lightly around his waist, taking in the unique smell of pine and leather it gave off, I can tell on why Justin likes this scent so much, it's different; two scents that's are completely different somehow complement each other; just like us. The Heretic and the Saint, Giriko smirked at that, putting the cologne back into the bag, fastening the strap around his robe, whipping his head around hearing the door open.

"Oh I see that you sprayed the cologne of yours again, it`s nice, I didn't even know she packed that for you?" the guillotine inquisitly remarked. Giriko watched as he frowned, concern in his eyes, "Is it just me, or do you look paler then before?" the guillotine put the back of his palm up to the saws forehead, creasing his brow; "Your eyes.. they look kind of different.. I don't know why, but they look off, almost like you have a red tint around the rim of you iris." The blonde stated.

The chainsaw broke away from his stare, fumbling around within his head on what to say, shit, fuck; what in the hell do you say.. fuck I didn't think he would notice… "Oh it's the uh, fluorescents, they always make me look paler than usual and change my eye color." The saw hesitated a bit, seeing how the Guillotine was going to object to his response, only to cut him off, "I look different because I have darker eyes and skin than you, so of course I'm going to look different under lights like this, you on the other hand; are pale as it is. So it doesn't change you appearance much at all." Fuck… is he going to buy it?

The blonde looked dumbfoundedly into the mirror, up to Giriko and them to himself in the mirror once again, "Yeah I can see that, it's sounds logical enough to me." the guillotine didn't think much of it and shrugged to himself, walking out of the room, the dark weapon watched his rival leave, looking back down at the counter gripping it tightly once he saw Justin's reflection turned away from him, picking up the bible that laid on the desk between their two beds, damn.. that was close, I'm just relived he doesn't question me so much..

Giriko collected his thoughts before making his way out from the bathroom, walking over to his duffle bag, taking out the purple shirt he always would ware and some faded blue jeans, along with that fur coat of his. The blonde peered over to the saw, smirking at him as he pulled out some boxers and socks as well.

Justin blushed crimson, turning back to his book, trying his hardest not to steal a quick peek at the brunette, as he watched his robe fall to the floor.

Justin periodically looked up between sentences, watching his rival put on his boxers, then his jeans as he made his way to his dress shirt. Justin smiled to himself, so many thoughts pulsed their way thought his head, the blonde felt his arms and toes start to tingle at the thought of the saw, hearing a buzzing noise emit thought the air, along with a ring, this time much louder then the last.

Justin peered over to the saws phone, seeing how it was propped onto of the counter, Justin watched as the saw tucked in his shirt, zipping and buttoning his pants up, quickly walking over to the phone, simply to flip it open, "Hey, what`s up?" Justin sat up on the bed, watching him lean into the counter facing the blonde, looking at the floor, not wanting to make contact with the guillotine, knowing he could read his facial expressions.

"Oh, it's you again." Justin heard him scoff, slightly smirking at the person on the other end, "So, you want me to meet you where, hmm alright, sure thing, want me to come over now?"

Justin felt his heart sink, please say no, I don't want you to leave me just yet, we haven't even sat down to eat our breakfast.

The blonde watched patiently, waiting for the saw to reply to his friend, "Okay sounds great, I`ll see you there when I finish up." The guillotine allowed the air within his lungs to release, thank you Vincent, I want to spend as much time with him before I prepare for tonight. The blonde faintly smiled, remembering the metal box that rested beneath his bed, full of fun things to do.

"So what did he say?" the blonde asked, questionably, Justin brightly looked up at his rival, watching him shrug;

"all he really said was that he wanted me to meet him near the market area, in the middle of town, re-fix the Gollum again cause the power is almost drained, it tried to ward off my dad, but drained its power in the process, and also fix the town with my enchantment, but he told me to take my time cause the town people are still a bit flustered over everything."

Justin pitied the brunette, watching him lean more of his weight into the counter top, lost in thought, "I know that this is none of my business and you can refuse to answer my question, but how did you Father know that you were in Lowe."

Giriko met his gaze, seeing him fidget with his robe, as he laid beneath the sheets, the book neatly sitting next to him, the saw smiled a bit before replying; "He was able to track my soul faintly, and thought he picked up my vibe from Lowe Village, he noticed the tallest Gollum had an immense amount of power and knew I had enchanted it, so he knew I was recently there, he became outraged, not being able to track me from Lowe, since Arachne`s guarding our souls at the moment, and he took his anger out on Lowe, he's been looking for me for a fairly long time."

Justin sat there, examining his rival for any sign of regret of fear, finding nothing, only anger; how would Giriko`s father be able to track him down so easily, when way back then he couldn't, of just didn't want to; is it because his weave length is different, is it because I'm hanging around him? I don't understand this…

The blonde looked at his rival who seemed to be lost in thought, clearing his throat to get his attention; "I`m sorry you have to be born into the world with someone like him for a father, it must be hard having him look at you as only a weapon from the sounds of it; I'm sorry, but I really don't know what to say.."

Justin brought his eyes up to his rivals, quickly to look down; seeing how he was staring him down; he`s going to wail on me, I just know it! The blonde swallowed hard, watching him walk over to his duffle bag; "Hey don't sweat it alright, all our families have some kind of flaw, we all deal with our own personal problems." Justin watched him look towards his direction, only to look back down, fishing into his bag.

"Even someone like you probably has their own issues with you family, I mean come on, who doesn't." chuckled the saw; Justin looked at him vaguely, watching him grab for a beer in the fridge, the blonde rolled his eyes; he has to have a beer this early in the morning.. dose this man ever stop drinking?

Justin looked to the side of his bed, concentration on a part of the sheets design, lost in thought; my family and their issues.. I know of a few, I really don't understand why they hurt me the way they did, but it happened, and I can't change the past… Justin sighed to himself, catching the saws attention; I don't know why they can't just accept me for who I am, I know it hard for them to fathom the thought but, it's not like I can flip a switch off and on, I can't change myself that quickly…

The saw watched his rival fidget within the covers, seeing a faint tear escape his eye, the brunette watched the guillotine sniffle a bit, as he got up, seeing how the saw had picked out some cloths for him; "Oh, thanks." Giriko was met by a half broken smile.

The saw swallowed hard, "Hey Justin; I didn't mean to make you feel like shit with what I said, forget I said anything… okay?" Justin turned to him, smiling a little bit brighter this time,

"Hey I don't mind, I need to be reminded of my family once in a while, I helps me know that there still out there; even though I haven't had a proper visit with them for almost six years. The blonde walked to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, not making a sound all the way there.

Giriko felt a cold chill pierce his chest; shit; I think I might have just ruined his day..

The brunette sat there in thought not really know how to go about apologizing to Justin, without making him feel worse, better yet; making the situation awkward for them both. The saw looked up watching the blonde come out from the bathroom, wearing the outfit he picked out for him;

From the looks of it, you could tell he was wearing a blue undershirt with his grey hoodie along with a pair of dark jeans with the color slightly faded by his knees, huh; you don't look too bad in street clothes Law, not bad at all. The brunette grinned at him, making him blush a bit, "You look pretty damn good in a wind breaker, I`m not going to lie."

The saw smiled, tapping his hand onto the bed, motioning for his rival to sit next to him, the blonde smiled vaguely making his way over to the saw; sitting next to him as he leaned his head onto his shoulder, "By the way, sorry I brought family up in our conversation, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, it was a stupid thing to say anyway."

The blonde looked up at him, smiling brightly; "It's not all your fault, I was the one who brought it up in the first place, so I guess it's both of our faults." Giriko wrapped his hand around the guillotines shoulder, bringing him in, kissing the top of his soft head.

They both turned their heads to the door, hearing a faint knock on the room`s entrance, "I`ll get it this time." Protested the blonde; Giriko watched as he sat up, walking to the door, taking the tray of food, nodding to the woman outside of their door, before closing it.

Justin came back with the silver platter, laying it on the bed next to his rival, seeing how he scooted away slightly; the blonde shrugged his shoulders not thinking too much about it, lifting the silver dome concealing their breakfast, the blonde looked up, smiling widely at the expression on the saws face.

"So, I see that you like waffles." Giggled Justin; laying the glass plate in from of him, while keeping their drinks on the platter for leverage.

Giriko looked hungrily at what laid before him, consisting of two home style waffles and an egg a couple pieces of bacon with a little dish of syrup, "Yeah, I don't know of the last time I had waffles, it's been a while; you picked a good breakfast." The chainsaw stated, smiling up to his rival; this will satisfy my hunger but not my body's cravings… I can wait a little longer before it gets out of hand.

Justin watched Giriko spread the maple onto his waffles before slicing a piece off, once the Death Scythe saw him take the first bite, he started to dig in himself, it would be bad if I accidently slipped up… the saw shook at his thought, slicing into his egg, watching the yoke ooze from the cut, taking in its chalky taste. Justin watched his rival enjoy his meal, smiling knowing he chose wisely.

The two didn't talk for a while, both engrossed in their breakfast, not really knowing what to converse on; the brunette looked up after taking in a bite of waffle, "So, how long do you think you will be gone?" inquisitively asked the blonde.

Justin watched the saw shrug his shoulders; swallowing his food as he took in some orange juice, "It could take up to five hours at least, maybe even more; the trip alone takes about two." Giriko watched his rival look towards his plate, sighing to himself, slicing off a piece of waffle.

The saw watched him eat quietly knowing he was thinking of something, seeing how he smiled softly to himself. Five to six hours should be enough time for me to get things prepared for tonight, I want everything to be perfect.

"So, what you thinking about Blondie?" The saw teasingly stated, making Justin flush a little.

The blonde finished chewing the strip of bacon in his mouth, downing the rest of his juice, nervously trying to think of something cunning to say. "To be honest with you." The guillotine watched his rival cock his head to the side, "I was thinking of what I should do in my spare time since you`ll be gone for a while." The blonde wasn't lying either; he knew he had to get some things done before tonight.

The saw shrugged his shoulders, picking up a piece of bacon, tearing it into two with his teeth; from what I can see he`s telling the truth… but the way he said it, the way his wavelength spiked.. just seemed kind of off, hope he doesn't do anything stupid while I`m gone, the cocky bastards up to something, moments like these, makes me wish I had telekinesis..

The brunette looked at his plate, stabbing into his egg angrily taking it out on the dish that lay before him, but if I possessed that ability.. I`d be like David, I`d be able to read people`s minds, stop space and time and perform mind control and many more properties…

The brunette shook his head, feeling hot chills go down his legs and neck, no, no; I'll never be anything like that man, I don't want that kind of power, what if I slipped up and went rouge again; Justin looked up, seeing how Giriko fumbled with his plate, the world would surly meet its end..

The saw jumped, feeling the cold ivory tips of Justin`s fingers brush over his hand, "Hey, what`s the matter." The brunette looked up, only to see the guillotine jump, pulling his hand back.

His skin… it's very pale, and his eyes… their almost a reddish color, what in the world is happening to him.. Justin furrowed his brow, meeting the saw with the slightest sympathy, swallowing his courage before he spoke, "Giriko, I don't think you should go to Lowe, you look awful.."

The blonde jumped a bit back, seeing the angered expression makes its way back onto the brunettes face.

"Justin, I told you I`m fine okay.. It's the fluorescents in the room, they make me look different, alright; don't fucking worry about me, I can take care of myself!" the blonde bit his lip, keeping himself from objecting to his statement. The brunette sighed, watching his rival eat the rest of his breakfast in silence.

Giriko looked at his plate, shoving his left overs onto the platter, making sure not to touch the silver. The blonde looked up, seeing how he only touched half of his meal, "You sure you're ok, you hardly touched your breakfast, you're not getting sick on me are you?" Justin couldn't help but question his rival, he`s been very secretive lately, I don't really see the scene in it.. he knows he can tell me anything; right?

"Giriko; I know it's not the lighting in this room that's making you look like this, I would have noticed it the first time you walked into the room, you're not telling me the truth.. and to be honest… I`m not enjoying it one bit!" the blonde blurted, he couldn't help it, he was taken over by his own emotions, not having the will within him to keep his mouth shut.

The guillotine piercingly looked back into his rivals eyes, refusing nothing more than the truth, the saw looked at him dumbfounded, feeling the anxiety wheal up within him; God… what do I say, what in the hell do I say! I can't tell him the truth; I`d be killed for sure, maybe not by his own hand, but defiantly by death himself…

"Okay fine, you win; the lights have no effect on my appearance…" FUCK… WHAT IN THE HELL DO I SAY! Justin watched him clear his throat; "I`ve been drinking way to much lately, and I`m just now starting to feel the effects of it, alright, I have an Alcohol problem, are you happy now for embarrassing me like this?!" well shit.. did he buy it..?

The saw froze, listening for his reply of defiance, only to hear him giggle, "See, I told you that drinking was no good for you, that's what you get for your high consumption of alcohol." The guillotine teasingly stated.

The chainsaw loosened up a bit, allowing himself to relax, damn; he really did by it… I`m shocked.. the brunette sheepishly looked upon Justin, "Yeah, I guess I`m the fool who has to pay for it." the saw couldn't help but scoff; I`m not the one who`s a fool, if you really knew who I was, you'd know drinking helps with my cravings.. and I never get drunk off of it, hardly ever, cause my blood breaks the toxins down so easily, you're the one who's the fool Justin, to ever trust and put your full faith in me..

The saw felt his body shiver, taking in the bitterness of the truth, someday when you're a little bit older, you might understand.. I`m more of a foe than a friend..

The saw looked towards the sheets, tracing his fingers within the silk, feeling the material snag on his rough fingers, "Well I better be going, don't want to keep Vincent and the rest of the hysterical villagers waiting." Huffed the saw.

Justin watched him cringe as he stood up, lowering his hands to his waist, "Fuck, what the hell?" ow, ow, ouch; I can't believe I'm still not down from this morning, fuck; I can't go out in public like this, and I really don't want to fix my issues right now…I need to get the fuck out before I get out of hand..

The blonde cocked his head to the side, puzzled for what seemed like moments; only to crack a grin upon his lips, oh? I see what the problem is.. maybe I can help; Giriko lured his eyes over to Justin, hearing him faintly giggle, "So I see what your problem is at the moment, would you allow me to help before you leave?"

Justin`s grin widened with amusement, watching his rival scoot back into the wall, wide eyed; "Um, no thanks, I have to get my socks and shoes on and be hitting the road.. Don't you have something better to do anyway?!" yelled the saw, he looked at Justin, watching him get up, walking closer to him.

"Don't worry, it will only take a couple minutes to get you off, and then you can be on your way, I at least have to repay you for helping me out this morning." Seductively replied the blonde. Justin watched his rival look to the side, his face brighter than a tomato as he swallowed hard.

"F-fine, make it quick.." the brunette gripped onto the siding of the wall, leaning himself in, letting his back rest up on the wall, watching the blonde kneel before him, feeling the guillotine release his aching arousal, Giriko looked down as he gasped, feeling the blonde lick his head before cupping his mouth around his head, swirling his tongue around the edge of his tip. "Nahh, mm, ahh.."

The guillotine allowed a faint smile, hearing his rival moan, while licking up his shaft, "Uh." The saw felt Justin consume him in a wet heat; he looked down, watching his head slightly bob up and down, feeling him suck on his aching arch, embedding his nails into the wall, feeling the paint get underneath his nails, as he gripped tighter.

The chainsaw, let his neck arch, resting his head on the surface of the wall, letting out a little moan, feeling the guillotine suck harder, as he moaned, having the vibration build the pressure within him to the brim; the brunette lost it, feeling the Priests tongue circle its way around his dick, looking down as he watched saliva leave the corners of his mouth, making him nice and sloppy.

The brunette emitted a low growl, pulling onto the blondes hair, forcing him to go deeper onto him, almost making him choke, the blonde gripped onto the saws legs, feeling his head rapidly move back and forth, having more of his spit spew from the corners of his mouth; ehh.. I`m going to chock.. the blonde's eyes widened, feeling the saw forcefully fill his throat, rapidly moving himself in and out, hitting the back of his throat the whole time.

The blonde embedding his nails into the sides of Giriko`s thighs, cringing at the acute pain, feeling the saw forcefully grip tightly onto his floccules. Justin clenched his eyes close, forcing his breakfast back down within his stomach; I… don't know how much more of this I can handle..

The Priest heard the brunette`s breath catch, caught off guard by his hand forcefully pulling him out from with on him, he looked up, having the saw grab him by the jaw, forcing his mouth to close; the blondes violet blue pools widened, having a warm liquid make its way across his mouth, feeling the saw coat him with his juices, looking up at him in disbelief.

The guillotine was met with a wide grin, feeling his rival grip tighter on his jaw, being able to feel his pulse between the saws strong fingers, "Now, I want you to clean yourself off." The blonde looked to the left of him, slightly shaking his head, flushed in the cheeks, only to have the saw pull his eyes up to meet his, "You are and you will; Justin !" commanded the saw.

The saw swallowed hard, feeling the Priests pulse glide though the tips of his fingers, damn.. I need to get out of here.. fuck, I`m goanna lose it soon.. the saw was withdrawn from his thoughts, smirking wildly in amusement, watching his blonde boy toy lick his lips, coiling his tongue as he watched Justin shovel his cum into his mouth.

The brunette gently guided the blonde`s blue eyes up to his, gently rubing the side of his face with his thumb, "now then, that's how you give a good n messy blow job." Justin tilted his head to the side, slightly smiling at his accomplishment, tucking his rivals softening tissue back into his pants.

Trust me, you`ll be in for a big surprise when you make your way back to me. the blonde couldn't help but second guess himself, but, what if he doesn't make it back.. what if something bad happens to him..

Justin zipped and buttoned his rival's jeans before he stood, facing his rival with those vibrant pools of his, "Are you sure you're going to be ok with going alone, I can-"

The blonde was shut off, feeling a warm heat hit his lips, soon realizing the warmth came from the lips of his rival, "Justin, nothing`s going to happen to me, Arachne is using her soul protect on the both of us, for the precaution of our souls, I`ll be alright, okay." The blonde felt his body rest with ease, hearing the confidence in the brunette's voice; I hope it's alright.. fuck… what if he`s waiting out there for me.. Justin felt him peck at his cheek, luring his lips towards his ear, calmly whispering within his inner lobe, "I`ll be back before you know it."

The guillotine shuttered, felling the saw lightly nip on his ear, "I`ll be safe, I promise, I`m much more capable then you know." The priest met the saws brown darkening ruby eyes, the color setting him on edge, allowing shivers to make their way down his spine, I know you're capable, probably capable of much more then I know at the moment… I just hope I don't end up losing you in the end. The blonde met him with a warm smile, giving him the most abrasive hug he possibly could give.

"Just promise me one thing, that you won't let your guard down, and be safe, like you said." Justin felt him tense, slowly moving away from his grip.

"Yeah, I can promise that." The saw bluntly remarked; fuck.. he's way to close.. I can feel his pulse; I need to get out of here… NOW! Justin was caught off guard, feeling the saw push him completely away, hesitating on what to say as he walked his way to the door.

"Sorry; I don't mean to be crude.. but, I need to get heading.. umm, if you need anything while I`m out just call for room service, I`ll see you soon.." the blonde watched him face the door, lightly placing his hand on the knob, fuck…he probably thinks he`s pushing me away, I don't want him to think that.. "when I get back form Lowe, I`ll make it up to you alright?" The dark weapon explained, swinging the door open, camly walking out.

Justin didn't allow his eyes to leave him for a second, watching him turn to face him, a sorrowful, isolated expression in thouse eyes of his, "see you later tonight, Justin."

The saw watched as his blonde rival weakly wave his hand in the air, wishing him a safe journey, bearly hearing the audible word; 'goodbye' seeing a broken yet anxious look in those pools of his; the saw gave him a half broken smile, while closing the door behind him, the image of Justin in that room, gone; taken away from the door that stood between then, only to be left alone in the outstretched hall.

Giriko, what the hell were you thinking, leaving him all alone in that room.. What if something happens while you're gone.. the saw lightly pressed his hand into the wall, damn; what if something happened while he went with you to Lowe, fuck.. he's better off here in the lodge; just don't think about it okay.. your thoughts technically aren't safe at the moment…

The saw shook away at his paranoia, making his way down the hall, on his way to the elevator, hoping there were no people in the lobby where temptation could once again linger in his presence.

Justin sat on his bed, allowing the cool air from the vent hit his face, brushing tiny golden strands away from his brow; why was he so skittish.. he's always so in control of his surrounds when he knows he's the one changing them… but.. this is different; his father must be as bad as the book of Sou stated… well from what I can remember.

Justin set his gaze towards the door shut before him, I know he`ll be able to kill off that tracheid father of his, whomever he may be. The guillotine looked upon the silk sheets, vaguely smiling; it might take some time, but he`ll be able to.

Giriko rested his head on the side of the wall in the elevator, closing his eyes, soaking up at the silence, and the isolation that came along with it, damn.. I really hope no ones in the lobby… I don't know how much more of this body of mine can take before I give in to what it wants.

The saw turned his attention towards the clink that the door made, seeing how it slowly opened, watched as a family with two children made their way inside; the little pig tailed girl with her sandy blonde hair, looked towards him along with her younger brother, booth inqusidly looked up onto the stranger next to them, the little girl was about to give him a proper greeting, slightly gasped; only to hide behind her mom, as she watched him wrap his hand over his mouth, pushing his way to the side of the tiny room; hearing the soft words; "mommy, that man scares me." looking back to watch her mother wrap the girl tightly around her thigh, cooing comforting words down at her, watching the father lift the dark haired boy, allowing his weight to sit on his hip, seeing the both of them quickly dart up to give him a glare. As he watched the elevator seal itself from the hallway.

The saw nestled himself within the corner of the chrome room, breathing steadily and strongly; concentrating, intently looking at everything around him, except the family next to him. having a slight unsteady eerie feeling creep its way into his body, pulling tightly at his chest, are those damn people going to quite looking up at me or not…

The saw turned his attention to the numbers on the wall next to him, watching them slowly creep their way up the small list of numbers; fuck.. this Lodge has 30 floors.. I guess I never realized it at first. Justin and that god damn trick he pulled kept me from noticing.. the saw peered over to the family, all huddling there way to the other side of the elevator, seeing how the mother looked to the left of her, trying her best no to stare; while the little boy dozed off in his father's arms; completely oblivious to his surroundings.

The saw looked down to the pig tailed girl, watching her head poke out occasionally from her mother's frame; staring intently at those features of his; the dark weapon was taken by surprise, hearing almost a faint coo of a dove emit from the girls lips; "Mister, you look funny; why do you have those spikes in you hair?"

Giriko was simply stunned, not expecting anyone from that family to converse with him, especially a little girl; "Um…" he didn't really know what to say; never being asked that question before; "there natural, I was born with them.." the girl giggled, watching him shrug his shoulders; turning over to the moving dial in the wall, seeing how they were on level 20 now, instead of 15. Fuck… when is it going to his 30?

"why are you so pale, and have dark eyes; are you sick mister?" Giriko looked at the girl, seeing how she was standing in from of her mother, twirling a finger in one of her pig tails, not really intimidated at all by the stranger before her.

"Umm.. no, I`m not sick, just have.. allergies." The saw watched the girl creep closer to him, seeing that her mother almost jumped out of her shoes, watching her own daughter coil her tiny hand around the stranger's wrist.

"Mister, you're really hot, almost like you're on fire, and your eyes look really creepy." The chainsaw watched out from the corner of his eyes, seeing how the girl cocked her head to the left of her; puzzled by what she say; "You have really sharp teeth; and a lot of weird piercing…" the little girl looked up to the man once more, smiling widely; "I like you; what's your name?"

The saw looked dumfounded; first off you say that I'm creepy and now you say you like me… the saw became confused by all these endless questions; not really knowing how to go about answering them all. "Uhh.. Giriko…" that's all the saw could say before freezing in his place, feeling the little girl wrap her hands around his leg, giggling as she swayed her body back and forth.

"I like that name, it's weird; just like you." The saw didn't know how to respond to the girl's odd reply, not knowing if he should be flattered or offended by it.

"Emma, that is enough, get over here right now!" Giriko watched as the woman grabbed a hold of her daughter by the sleeve of her sweater, yanking her off his leg, "You should know better than to talk to strangers like that?!"

The dark weapon watched the girls eyes fill to the brim with tears, "You don't know this man Emma, he's a completely stranger; what if you did this walking home from school, you could have been easily been taken away from me, just like that; don't ever do that again, okay sweet heart?" the mother cooed her daughter, stroking the back of her head, soothing her of her faint cries.

The mother hoister her little one on the rim of her hip, wiping away her stray tears with the palm of her hand, seeing her daughter look back at the stranger, just to look at her mother once more; "B-but he seemed nice when I talked to him." the woman faintly gave her daughter a broken smile, about to share her rule of thumb on strangers when The saw chimed in.

"Hey kiddo, I might seem like a nice person an all, but your mothers right, I'm a complete stranger, you`re lucky that your mother is here to protect you, I could have been a bad person randomly on the street and could have hurt you kid, your very fortunate to have parents that care about your well-being, and look out for ya." My mother was the same way.

The mother looked at the man leaning into the wall across from her, a sense of relief on her face, along with a glow in her cheeks, "this man is right, Emma; or should I say Giriko; your lucky to have a mom and a dad that care about you very much."

Giriko turned his eyes into the direction to the man next to her; "I shouldn't be so hasty on judging people, you're alright yourself." The saw watched as the man, hoisted his falling son onto his shoulders, seeing how he was still out of it; "well this looks like our stop Angela, see you around sometime Giriko, wish there were more people like you out in this world." The man spat, quickly looking towards the brunette before waking out of the door. Angela A-n-g-e-l-a, why in the world did her name have to be my mother`s, I hope I don't end up seeing them dead in a couple of months..and trust me… I don't think the world will be able to handle myself alone, better yet; my father.

The saw couldn't help but smile, watching the little girl who was attached to her mother's side, look back up at him, vaguely waving in his direction, the audible words "see you soon" slip their way from her mouth.

The saw smiled back, waving at her, as he watched the heavy metal doors close, sealing himself away from the family; I hope you don't end up seeing me too soon Emma; hopefully you and that family of yours stay safe and have a good time, before the next couple of months start to role in..

The chainsaw let out a sigh, allowing his head to rest on the cold chrome walls of the tiny room, seeing how the dial had jumped from 15 to 25, only five more floors and I`m scott free.. as long as I don't run into any more people that is.. the saw allowed himself a low chuckle, not really questioning on why someone would build a lodge under the ground instead of on top of the earth like any normal architect would, maybe that's why they call it the caverns.. pretty damn smart if I say so myself.. would make a good hiding place for when the worlds starts to meet its end..

The saw couldn't help but frown at this, knowing that soon enough he would face the harshness of reality.

Giriko piped up, quickly making his way out of the elevator once the doors glided their way open, surprised not to be swarmed by a bunch of people like last time; at least I know the hall is clear…now to check out the lobby.

The saw drug his feet through the out stretched hall of the lodge, not really wanting to converse with anyone, although it was nice once in a while to talk to someone, anyone for that matter; he just wasn't in the mood to do so, at least not with the problems he was currently having at the moment.

The dark weapon took a deep breath, making his way around the corner, simply to find the lobby completely empty, not a soul in sight; the saw allowed the breath within his lungs to escape, happy at the thought of not having to deal with anyone, only seeing Drake at the front desk, writing down guest logs from the looks of it, he sat there, having his glasses rest on the bridge of his nose, the light from his desk lamp, creating a shimmering vibrant glow, seeing how it bounced off that glossy red wood desk of his.

The saw quickly looked around the lobby admiring the whole animal hunter theme, before making his way to the out and open of the lobby, trying to see if he could get past Drake without him constantly asking about his stay.

The saw made a break for it, walking steadily to the front doors, constantly looking out of the corner of his eye, watching the man; making sure he was still engrossed in his logs, seeing how a freshly poured cup of coffee sat the side of him.

The saw looked to the red stained oak doors, being able to see the top of the trees out from the windows, their branches shimmering with a light coat of frost, the image of his red mustang, slightly in the distance. Almost there.. god… please don't have him stop me.. I can't afford anymore distractions, my body is begging for nourishment, I need to attend to its needs, I'm becoming weaker by the moment.. I need to get to my car.. I need to talk to Vincent… I need—

"So, Mr. Grimswood; I see that you are planning on leaving without signing off in the book first, don't you know it`s unethical for a guest to leave without stating their business for walking out, and by the way; did you appreciate the fact that I didn't place your entree on silver last night?" damn it… I don't have time for this, whoa wait a minute! Did he know all along about my silver problem.. and continued to taunt me with it, last night and this morning… what the hell, what the fuck dose he all know!

The saw pressed his hand on the oak, his plan of escape sliding away from the tips of his fingers as he drifted his hand off the handle of the door, "I`m going to Lowe village, a friend needs my help there, so if you don't mind, I need to be on my way,."

The brunette drew his attention towards the older gentleman; hearing him deeply chuckle; "why will you not bring Mr. Law with you as well, wouldn't he like to join you on your little trip to your hometown, and you didn't answer my question properly." Fuck.. what the hell, dose this man know who I am..? and.. hometown, what the hell?

The saw shook his head, clearing his cluttered mind, fuck, there is no way in hell this man could know anything.. Arachne would never tell a complete stranger, he's just messing with my head; it has to be some type of sick joke, my mind must be hallucinating; fuck, but what if it's not.

"He wanted to come, but I told him to stay, cause it's not safe in Lowe right now; the people there are too shady anyway, he would stick out like a sore thumb, and to answer your question." The saw pressed his hand up to the wooden frame of the door, feeling the etched designs

"I really did appreciate the fact that you didn't use silver." The saw froze, being able to feel those eyes of his, piercing his back, and he didn't like it, he didn't like it one bit.

"Very well then, you have proven your point, but before you leave, I must sign you out."

The saw scoffed at his comment, seeing how he smiled deviously up to him, "pft.. fine, do what you must; I have to be on my way."

The saw put his hand up to the brass lever, about to break his way to the outside, when he was caught off by surprise, listening to the tip of Drake`s pin hit the table multiple times, listening to him sigh; "hmm so many decisions, so many ways to address your name, but so little time, should I sign you out as Mr. Grimswodd, if that truly is your last name, or should I do the honors of sighing you off as the name you were given at birth over 800 years ago; oh what was it again… hmm, Giriko Sou?"

The saw felt his hand go limp; the tips of his fingers and toes became numb in a matter of seconds, not being able to fathom the thought, to process what he had all just heard. First he knows about the silver deal, where I grew up... and now… he knows my last name, h-how old I am?!… WHAT THE FUCK!

The brunette felt his hand leave the lever, no feeling left in it. he started to turn over, meeting Drakes devilish smile, "H-how did you, I never, when did.. where did you… h-h-how did you find out?" The saw could hardly get a single word out, his whole mind began to spin, countless thoughts of what he could possibly know went throughout his psyche. Arachne doesn't have any involvement in this dose she?...

Giriko watched every move Drake made, seeing him set his silver pen down, closing up the guest logs, looking up to him, smiling even wider, starting to laugh, like a mad man.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU ALL KNOW!" wailed the saw, Giriko kept his contact with the man, watching as he still continued to demonically laugh, peering up to the stunned weapon, just to shake his head at him, laughing even more. "ANSWER ME DRAKE!"

The saw watched the grey haired man continue to laugh, slowly simmering down; carefully angling his elbow with on the desk, looking up to his flustered guest, softly sighing to himself, while resting the side of his jaw within the creases of his palm; "How do I know such a thing truly exists?.. hmm; if you want to know on who told me, then you're not thinking hard enough, no one ever told me of you Sou. The reason I know, is by one simple book, written by the Prophet himself."

The saw gazed upon him; wide eyed, realizing on what piece of literature he was referring to, "the book of Sou, but how.. how did Someone Like You GET YOUR HANDS ON IT!"

The silver haired man, looked up at the trembling saw, seeing how he shifted his weight up on the door frame; watching as he struggled to stand, to stunned and weakened to even think strait; "You know, there is no need to shout; I know because I am the book keeper for Shibusen, I monitor their library 24/7; you must surly know how I poses such a property."

Giriko watched him cock his head to the side, mauking him with that grin of his; of course, there truly is no other way; I can't believe I didn't pick up on it earlier, this guy is a… that's when he saw it, the trans enchantment circle carved into the desk, consisting of an eye, with half crescent shaped moons on the top and bottom of the eye, with a star carved in the middle of the pupil "You're an Enchanter just like I am, I take it; you used the eye of the Enchanter spell across the school library, to monitor who checks out what, and when, with that trans enchantment circle carved into your desk right there; I`m assuming that guest log you got there, can also be handy for book logs too." And… this guy works for Shibusen, for the DWMA… that damn Shinigami… What the hell!

"Stunning as it may be, you are right on the dot Mr. Sou; you catch on quickly I must say, now for the serious."

Giriko didn't like the sound of that, that one word sent chills throughout the back of his torso, making his toes tingle, the pain, almost needle like, poking its way throughout his feet.

"I have to say, when I first saw you walk into my domain, I was a bit frightened, I knew exactly who you were, The Book of Sou doesn't give away your identity on whom you are and might be, but I knew it was you, I have read the history of this land, from 800 years ago; and I must say."

The saw watched as he looked up to him, adjusting himself back into his chair; "I found it very intriguing, from a librarians point of view." Giriko watched the older gentleman grin, darkly laughing from beneath his teeth.

"You don't sound too worried, now that you know exactly who I am; you're not even bothered by the thought?" The saw watched the book keeper sit properly up in his chair, grabbing the coffee from his desk, slowly taking in the aroma, as he implanted it to his lips.

"No, I'm not too worried; not at all, I have read the prophesy, I have read all the things that you poses, I even took the time to go into your family history as well, and I have to hand it to you Sou; I am not bothered by you at all, I know that you will do great things to improve this world that we inhabit, I have read on what your father is like, and; you are nothing like that man, if you can even call him a man."

The dark weapon watched Drake curl his fingers around the mug of his coffee, taking in more of the aroma; "the only thing that caught me off guard, was that you were working for Arachne out of all the places, now I must say, why is that?

The brunette, leaned himself off the door, gently pressing his hips into the wall; "Arachne has been with me for many years, especially when I was a kid, without me even knowing it; my mother and her, go way back, before I was even born." Why does he care so much about what I`ve done throughout my past… most people would run, run as far away as possible if they knew what I was capable of, but why not him, I don`t understand..

"Why do you care about my past and what I do so much, most people if they knew who I even was, would run; they would turn me in.. I don't understand why you're so fucking calm about this!?"

The saw scowled at the man, watching him softly chuckle to himself; why the hell is he so amused by this; what the fuck is his—"You are the Son of Sou, Giriko; I could never turn you in to Death, you are our only hope for survival." The saw watched him cock his head, placing it in his palm, swishing the coffee mug around with his free hand; "And even if I did turn you into Shibusen, they probably wouldn't do anything, they would keep you around, knowing that they need you."

The saw narrowed his eyes; yeah, I know that they will end up needing me.. but when and if I defeat my Father, Death will end up executing me in the end, forcing me to face all my crimes that I committed in the past… "Oh yeah, what happens if I succeed in bringing my father down, they will just end up killing me."

Giriko watched the book keeper grin from ear to ear, smiling wildly up to him, shit, he need to stop with the fucking face, he's really starting to fucking freak me— "Oh my boy, you can't be so certain of that, Death is much more merciful these days, he would probably want you around after your epic battle with your father." Giriko`s eyes widened, like a deer in headlights, "Even if Shibusen was offering a reward for your capture, to help out with the world`s prophesy, I would not apply myself to the equation."

"w-why would that be?" fuck, this man is rely starting to creep me out… the saw leaned more of himself in to the door.

"You know how Arachne saved my life, don't you; I am forever loyal to her, no matter what, I don't take sides and I don't judge, I try to stray away from the bias aspect of things." Drake now looked down to the table, taking in a sip of his coffee before looking up to the dark weapon; "Arachne saved me from Medusa, from the fate of being consumed with black blood, how could I ever betray someone like she?"

The book keeper chuckled darkly to himself, "But I would be careful, Medusa always loves to try out new subjects with those projects of hers, she even infused black blood into her own child, I fear that she will be targeting you next, or potentially worse, so I would be on the lookout if I were you, Giriko."

The saw harshly looked up to the old man, questioning everything that he was hearing; what the hell, how does he know so much… shit, he must be one fuck of an enchanter to be the eyes for Shibusen`s knowledge… hell, if Medusa ever gets a hold of me somehow, and has her way with me… fuck.. the entire world will be in ruins… I`ll for surly be killed for that. Wait just a fucking minute… Medusa is alive! And she had her own child… that's fucking impossible.

Giriko held in his breath, stunned by everything that was swirling its way into his mind, "M-medusa is alive, but; two of the academy students… they killed that snake witch, and.. she had herself a child?.. that's—"

The book keeper chucked, interrupting the saw once more; "Giriko, Asura himself consumed Arachne`s soul, it's all in the records Death keeps in the restricted section of the library, and she was able to pull herself back, after the temporarily defeat of the Kishen, you should know better, witches can practically survive anything, if they think fast on their feet."

The chainsaw grumbled lightly to himself,

"If you know as much as you say you do, you should know by now that Arachne didn't accidentally slip up with the loss of her life, it was all planned to be that way dip shit. Death now thinks that's she's dead because of it!"

the chainsaw watched him wave his hand to him,

"yes, yes, now going off and stating the obvious per usual, I'm surprised you haven't figured of who I am by now, after all Arachne and I committed the ultimate taboo."

The dark weapon widened his eyes in realization,

"No.. you cant be, its not possibly… your much older than I remember… its impossible for someone of your stature to age.."

the chainsaw shut his mouth, watching his elder put his finger up to his lip,

"Giriko, If you must know, the experiments Medusa did to me accelerated my body cells to age, she used me as a bargaining chip for my son to do what he did to your mother, he is not as bad a he seems."

The saw couldn't believe what he was hearing,

His son… HIS SON! That man has not respect for anyone… his is nothing but the image of Greed!

"I don't believe you, I don't believe you! Your not who you saw you are, you cant be.. your lying to me I just know it!"

The Enchanter drank the rest of his coffee, listening to the dark weapon rant and rave, paying little to no attention at all to his denial,

"Aww, looks like all my hazel nut is gone for the time being." The book keeper cleared his throat, setting the porcelain mug down, looking up to the man that stood before him, impatiently waiting for him to speak.

"Someone`s a bit impatient I see."

The elder looked up to Giriko watching him take a step back his intemedating stare getting the best of him

"im going to pretend that you didn't say that, you know as well as I do that my Son is more than the concept of Greed. Now back to what we were descusing.

The saw swallowed hard,

He was able to get in touch with my thoughts.. no one is capable of doing that to me unless… he is telling the truth.. he really is Ebion

The Chainsaw watched the book keeper smile to him,

"So, you finally believe me, now than, back to what we were discussing, what is the only way a witch could have a baby, its practically impossible, a lot of the times, a witches power becomes too overbearing to the baby, resulting in the detrition of their flesh."

Drake looked Giriko directly in the eye, "Now tell me Sou, think very hard on this, how would it be possible for a witch to conceive a child."

The book keeper watched the saw think, lost in his own thoughts, for a witch to have a baby.. there's really only one way.. but it's so risky, when in labor the witches power starts to drain from their body converting itself into the unborn child; killing the baby from within the whom, the mother hardly ever makes it thought the birth of their child.. There's only one way.. "She used soul protect on herself didn't she, it's the only way to trick the body into thinking its human, but normally the mother doesn't have enough time to see their child's face before they pass. It's pretty sad actually, the witches who survive such a process, never get to watch their children have their own family, because their children are born sterile, there really is no point to it all, they both end up suffering in the end, witches are not born, their created same with Sorcerers, Huh Eibon."

The librarian stiffened his expression, about to say something cocky back to the Chainsaw, watching him slowly drift deep into thought

The librarian looked up to the dark weapon, seeing the concern in his eyes, this man actually has the ability to feel human emotions, just like the book of Sou truly states, Sou`s Son really is half human after all.

"I never really brang myself to think of it that way, so it's practically meaningless for a witch to conceive."

The enchanter watched Girko`s hand clench into a fist, "And to think that Medusa would have a child to become a love baring mother, rather than for her own personal enjoyment, to use the child as a lab rat.. fuck; she's just like my father, using her child as a tool." The fucking bitch!

Giriko collected his thoughts, erasing the anger form within him, before looking up to Drake, who was calmly looking up to him for his reply, "I do have one question." The saw held the breath between his teeth, not really certain if he should say what's on his mind; "How do you know that this Shinigami has changed, I mean.. he`s supposed to be feared." Yeah… he`s done things that could have been avoided..

Drake looked up to him, holding the mug between both his hands, soaking up the heat the porcelain gave; "Yes as fearful as Death might be, he has become more lenient on his own laws for execution, since he has another son, he`s a-lot more forgiving with his orders, and binds the laws a bit, I think he would even show mercy to someone like you Mr. Sou."

Giriko cocked an eyebrow, slowly beginning to frown if Asura could see how lenient he was with Kidd, he would be truly pissed, all hell would break loose with thouse two, the dark weapon grinned at the thought … "Even if that Shinigami has another son.. it doesn't change anything; I still don't trust him, no matter what you say to me."

The saw glared at the man at his desk once more, before facing the door, allowing the tips of his fingers to curl around the lever of the door, "I assure you, he will be merciful to the likes of you, after all you did tell him the only way you would ever forgive him is if he had another son, born of his own soul instead of just the pieces he no longer wanted, you secretly wish things would go back to the way they once were don't you."

The librarian chucked, watching the saw look directly at him, the longing for his old life reflecting within his eyes, the elder grinned as he shook his head,

"I know you would never truly hate him, after all he did love your family as if they were his own, oh and by the way, you should also take care of your little problem before you get out of hand, I wouldn't enjoy the fact of half my lodge being in ruins, I can tell from your eyes and skin, you need a drink."

The saw gripped harder onto the door, "Now tell me , if you no longer pray on the innocence of humans, what do you use for a source?" the saw twisted the lever to the door, breaking his way outside, before halfway turning to the egger man,

"How can someone like death even fathom the concept of having a family, and you should know what I use, why bombard me with stupid questions you know the answers to."

Drake watched the saw step to the door, seeing how he had his hand on the lever, "Giriko, wait!" the saw looked up to the flustered man, watching him grit his teeth. "W-what will you do when your father arrives, when the world is supposed to meet its end, just like the book states."

The enchanter watched the saw flash him a morbid grin, hearing him softly chuckle to himself, "When I do see my Father again, I promised that I would kill him, and show him no mercy in doing so."

"Oh and for the record, you should stop using your allies, Drake doesn't suit you Eibon, you're to flamboyant for a boring name like that." The librarian watched the enchanter wildly grin before turning his back to him.

With that, drake watched him step out, half way out of the door, until he heard the quite click of oak hitting metal, watching the saw stumble his way on the outstretched lot, making his way to his mustang.

That's exactly what I wanted to hear, the prophecy has only begun. The book keeper couldn't help but smile.

Justin collected the plates into a pile, setting them onto the counter by the coffee machine, scraping Giriko and his own left overs onto one plate. Why was he in such a hurry, I don't understand; I hope I'm not pushing him away.. although he told me to express myself, that I wouldn't scare him off.

The guillotine sighed to himself, Giriko, sometimes you`re just way too complicated…

Justin went over to his bed, fixing the sheets, tucking his pillow under the silk, setting it up for tonight, the blonde couldn't help but blush, knowing exactly what was going to go down.

The Priest sighed to himself, walking over to the saws bed, fixing his sheets for him, puzzled when he felt something hard intertwined in the bedding; the guillotine unraveled the blanket, not to surprise on what he found; of course, a beer can… like I expect anything less..

The blonde rolled his eyes, tossing the tin can into the trash bin; Justin just shook his head, that man has one of the heaviest drinking problems I've ever came acrossed.. even my own father never drank like that.. and he runs the whole church community.. he has more to deal with than meets the eye. The guillotine frowned at the thought of his father, knowing he wouldn't approve of such instinctive behavior, I can't afford to think like this, I want what my heart and body has craved for, for so long.. I`m sorry, I feel the need to do this, I know I'm soiling the family name in acting upon such sin, but I can't hold myself back forever.

The blonde sighed even more to himself, grabbing for the rosary that wasn't there, yet again. I`m only 17.. I`m still seen as innocent in God`s eyes, if I commit in such a carnal sin, I won't be looked down upon by the Lord, if I still go to confession like I do every Sunday.. He`s known of my homosexuality my entire life even though I admitted it to him a few days ago… he`s bound to forgive me for being human, because I'm a sinner and that's okay… even if my parents don`t look at it the same way.

Justin tossed the thoughts of his family to the back of his mind, not wanting to deal with the guilt that came with it.

The blonde through himself onto his bed, looking up to the celling, resting his body with on the cool silk sheets, knocking his feet together, wondering on what he should do next, as he put his hands into the pockets of his grey jacket.

The Priest thought back to the metal box lying under his bed, his lips slightly curled, knowing the brunette would have fun with that, he shook himself out of it, feeling his cheeks flush, no, I think I`ll save that for later.. I have 5 hours at least, possibly even more; I don't need to get that out at the moment..

Justin rolled himself from off of the bed, bringing himself to his feet; looking around the room on what to do next. He rolled his eyes, seeing that his rival yet again, left his brush and paste out.

The guillotine softly sighed to himself, walking over to the bathroom, picking up the paste, putting the cap back on, same with his tooth brush, unzipping the bag, putting the supplies back in.

The blonde, was about to zip the bag back up when a dark square like glass bottle caught his eye, Justin didn't think much about it and picked it up. It read Enchanters Red Moon;

The weapon smiled, having a hint on what it was, Justin untwisted the golden cap, allowing the vapor of the cologne make its way to his nose, hmm, Leather and Pine. The blonde smiled at that, resting the cologne with on the counter of the sink.

The Priest looked up to the mirror, staring at his grey hodie and dark jeans he was wearing, not really knowing on why he was still in them, I wish I could have went with Giriko to Lowe; every minute with him is precious to me..

The blonde looked back up to the mirror, furrowing his brow, as he tapped his pail finger on top of the counter; I guess it's for the best, he cares enough about me that he doesn't want to see me hurt; I guess this was meant to be… so I can plan for this evening to be perfect. The blonde couldn't help but smile to himself about that, soon to slowly fade into a monotone expression.

I don't understand on why he was so forceful with me this morning, and why he wanted to leave so quickly.. the Priest lightly pressed his fingers up to his lips; his eyes.. his eyes were a dark crimson.. and his skin was of ivory… he looked eerie, but somewhat natural that way… I don't know how to explain it.. but he looked.. normal to me..

The blonde wrapped both of his hands around his torso, turning out of the bathroom, making his way to his bed, sitting on the edge of it.

He was very strange this morning and yesterday too.. with that whole blood fetish of his… this must all be linked to whom he truly is… the blonde laid onto the pillow of his bed, looking up to the window, watching a couple of birds make their way above the tops of the trees, I hope I don't find this out on my own, I want him to be the one to tell me.. when the time is right..

The blonde allowed his head to turn towards the door, hearing someone knock at the other end. How strange… I wasn't expecting anyone.. the guillotine got up, soon only to freeze in his tracks, Giriko told me to stay put, to not leave the room, I'm assuming he also meant for me not to get the door either.. since it's not safe at the moment.. the blonde ran his hands thought his golden silk hair conflicted with himself on what to do next.

Justin bit at the tip of his finger, hearing a rather much more forceful knocking this time, this person is rather persistent and inpatient.. I shouldn't.. but what if it's important… the blonde almost jumped hearing the knob to the room jingle, watching as the knob begin to twist, "Room Service, Justin it's me; Drake." the Priest became relieved, hearing a familiar voice, allowing the breath he was holding to escape his chest.

The weapon put his hand onto the knob, unbolting it as he took the chain off from the side of the door as well. The blonde looked up, being met with a rather wide smile from the owner. "It's nice to see you again Mr. Law, do you terribly mind if I allow myself in?"

Justin looked at him inquisitively at first, not really knowing on what to say, but he didn't hesitate on the thought, the Priest invitingly opened the entrance to his room, motioning the man, "By all means, please; come in." Drake gave him a quick warm smile, as he slowly made his way into the room, Drake, why on earth are you bothering me like this, you really are a strange man, aren't you…

The Priest intently watched the silver haired mans eyes make their way around the room, "You two have really kept this place clean, I'm impressed, normally I have to have the maids come in when my guests are out and about, just to keep up with the place." Justin watched him slowly trot his way to the fridge, seeing how he had a grey leather book in his hands.

How odd, he carries a journal around with him?... the guillotine shook at his puzzled thoughts; "Umm, yeah; I try to keep this place clean since you were so generous to allow us our stay and food for free."

"Oh? Giriko doesn't help you with keeping the place up." The man watched his blonde headed guest shake his head, "Hmm, so I see who the woman is in this relationship." The book keeper smiled, watching Justin`s face turn beet red.

"S-so, its insult your guest n-now?!" the guillotine concurred. The elderly man quietly sneered under his breath, looking up at his embarrassed guest.

"Yes, im afraid so, since you are the more feminen one in the realationship, I couldn't resists the fact on stateing the obvious. By the way, would you like me to restock your fridge with beer and such, I`d be happly to apply the effort."

Drake watched the blonde's embarrassment turn from being stunned into a calm, settle expression. "Yes, if you wouldn't mind on doing that, that would be nice."

The blonde watched as Drake closed the fridge, collecting the dishes with on the counter.

"I see that Giriko didn't eat all of his breakfast, I have to say; he seemed very sick like to me when I saw him leave earlier." Justin watched as Drake looked up to him, expecting him to know of the reason, "You wouldn't happen to know about that would you?"

The blonde looked at the bookkeeper, not really knowing on how to approach his question,

Wait, he saw Giriko leave, how bizarre of him to show up here shortly after seeing him off.. something defiantly isn't adding up right…

"Umm, yes; I did notice that, I think—" the blonde paused, watching the expression on Drake's face once so sincere turn into a wide grin, he knows something I don't, and… he`s somewhat rubbing it in my face?!.. "Umm, I think its because he drank too much, resulting in his eyes being blood shot red, and the loss of pigmentation in his skin from the thinning of his blood due to intoxication." Replied the guillotine, shrugging his shoulders.

Justin watched the book keeper lean himself onto the counter, resting the dishes within his hand, looking up to the eager blonde; seeing how his inpatients was getting the best of him.

The blonde continued to frown, seeing how Drake found enjoyment in messing with his mind; watching as he darkly laughed under his breath; "Justin, do you really believe that you're lover's appearance was caused by the consumption of Alcohol; are you really that gullible to even fool yourself form the truth in what you already know?"

The blondes violet blue eyes widened in realization that this man was much more than just the owner of a Lodge, this man.. he knows, he knows that I've been within the Book of Sou, but that's.. that's impossible… theirs no way!

"H-how do you know about that.. No one has ever seen me, I mean, no one outside of Shibusen should know of that Book, I mean.." the blonde looked up, seeing how he was cut off yet again by the gray haired man.

"Oh my, my, Justin; that's for me to know, and for me to know only, you would be surprised on how much the people of Lowe know about Giriko, why do you think some of the people there gave him a glare that could kill, isn't it obvious; they live in fear of him, but why, why. That's the question my dear boy."

The people of Lowe do know something, when I read their lips in the village that day, some were frightened by his enchantment, others cursed under their breath that he was going to be like David, even worse, stronger than him..

"They live in fear of him and want him dead, but at the same time; they want him alive." The blonde looked up to Drake who was eagerly awaiting for more of his response.

"Yes, yes, please, go on." The bookkeeper motioned with his free hand, the other occupied on holding the leather book between his fingertips.

The blonde looked off into the distance before speaking once more, "they live in fear of him, for what he's capable of, which is so much more than Enchantment. What he has in his possession is the power on a godly level. He's the one to throw the world off balance and lead us to our damnation, but also reunite us with the peace we as people have desired for so long. I know he's capable of so much more than what he already posses, he just doesn't believe he's able to obtain it."

The Enchanter watched the guillotine softly smile to himself, a settle flush in his cheeks.

"Now, Justin; what are his capabilities at the moment, along with yours as well Father."

"He's able to at the moment posses psionic abilities, super strength and speed, and many more that I wasn't able to get to, along with Telekinesis once he takes on his true form of Death Scythe and defeat his father and consume his soul. Why are you interested in my capabilities as well.. I don't under… wait, did you just call me Father?" dose Drake know I'm in training to become a Priest, and he knows.. he knows about my ungodly sins.. this isn't good. This isn't good at all!

"How do you know I`m a Priest.. I don't understand, what… how do you know about that."

The Guillotine watched the older man chuckle to himself, "Well now Justin, you're a Law, are you not? Its easy to put the pieces together on whom you are, and don't worrie, I wouldn't be too concerned about you're sinful life style, I`d actually encourage it, none to say the least."

The older man put his leather book onto the counter, stating that he wasn't about to leave just yet, watching in amusement on how Justin became flustered by that simple statement; soon only to smile calmly up to the frantic blonde, watching as a bluish glow emitted from his forearms, revealing the blades of a Guillotine.

So Justin had the privilege of being blessed as a Guillotine, just like his ancestors, but this weapon, this one is much different from normal humanoids, he will be of much use to the world when David comes to imprison our realm in fire, enslaving everyone, meeting the world to its true end… Giriko and Justin will be the only ones to cease this from occurring.

The bookkeeper calmly smiled up to the flustered blonde, watching as he trembled where he stood, "I-I demand an explanation.. y-you're here to ruin my title, are you not?"

Justin watched the man pick up his leather book off from the counter, casually patting the dust off from his vest, "Now, now Justin; why on Gods green earth would I do that? A secretive lifestyle is exactly what you need to prove yourself, now; why don't you do the favor of putting your blades back to where they belong."

Justin just sat there puzzled, frustrated and annoyed by this man, this man, was smart; he was also an idiot; running his mouth on where it didn't belong.

The blonde didn't deny his refusal; he did as the man instructed him to, not really wanting to engulf the fire.

Drake watched as the glow from the boys arms faded, embedding the blades back into his forearm, "Good, now we can talk like civilized men." Justin looked at him completely stumped; civilized human beings… whom dose this man think he's truly capable of.. who is he to tell me to act like a proper human being?.. I`m highly capable of—

"So Mr. Law, if I may call you by your last name that is." Drake watched as he annoyingly nodded to his statement before continuing, calmly smiling at his approval.

"You must be highly disappointed in finding out today that you couldn't join your partner to the trip to Lowe, am I wrong?" Drake watched as he casually nodded, not once letting his contact strip away form him, the bookkeeper found this quite amusing; yet settling, knowing that his guest was on his toes.

Justin watched as he paced the room, picking at the invisible dirt underneath the bed of his nail, "The bright side to this is that it gives you time to make preparations for tonight on what ever it might be." Drake lightly cocked his head to the left of his shoulder, watching, as Justin became beet red yet again; how can someone like him know of my plans for tonight.. I mean.. I never told anyone, this guy is a real creep, I can't even fathom the thought of someone having a provocative enough mind to stick their nose into someone's personal life… this man is really starting to weird me—

"I'm assuming that your going to plan something special for you're lover, regarding the fact that it might be a nice dinner with a fine glass of champagne, something to make him feel at ease after going to the hysterical city of Lowe."

The guillotine quickly looked up into his direction, relived by the thought that the man in front of him wasn't as creepy as he seemed, "Umm, yeah; that actually is a really good idea.. I was thinking of a candle light dinner, maybe the finest champagne you have, preferably the best that Italy has to offer that you currently have at the moment."

Justin sheepishly smiled at the older gentleman standing before him, slightly relived and embarrassed by the request he had just made,

"Very well Mr. Law, if it's a candle light dinner you want with a glass of Champagne, then I will take this to the best of my abilities."

Justin watched as he lightly nodded towards his direction, extending his finger out to his face, "Excuse me, but I need to write something that came to mind, if you don't terribly mind my crude behavior."

Drake lightly smiled at him, watching as Justin made himself comfy on the edge of the bed, giving him the hint to proceed. Justin watched as he took a silver pin out form his pocket, writing something down in that leather journal of his, the blonde noticed that this man unlike normal human beings, didn't murmur underneath his breath on what he was writing, the guillotine found this unsettling, the thought of the unknown somewhat scared him, Drake knows that I'm a Priest.. he wasn't too surprised about my weapon form either, he possibly might know about my ability to read lips as well… what a unique yet unsettling man..

That was when a particular ellipse on the inside of Drakes hand caught his attention, consisting of an eye, with a star drawn within the pupil of the eye, seeing how the top and bottom of the eye had half crescent moons to the side of it as well. this man.. has a drawing of a symbol on the palm of his hand.. how strange, unless its some type of tattoo..

The blonde broke his attraction towards the strange ellipse, allowing his eyes to make their way to his gray bluish eyes, almost haunting in there own way, "Sorry about that, I had to write something down that came to mind, my thoughts are very important to me you see, I value my own information." Even though that wasn't the case, he knew Justin would buy it.

Drake watched as the blonde nodded, not really arguing with his statement, this man must be some type of English major or History buff, something along thouse lines.. he`s not as strange as I thought.

"I noticed the drawing you had in the palm of your left hand, seeing how you write with your right, I`m assuming it's a tattoo or a drawing of some sort, do you mind me asking what it means or what its used for?"

Drake slightly smirked to the teen, seeing how he did in fact have an eye for picking out things that didn't belong, "Why yes, I don't mind at all, this symbol is part of my heritage, its more of a family crest than anything, there's really nothing else to it, I just occasionally get board and draw it on my hand, that's all." Even if that's not the case Justin, there's no way you'll ever know.

The blonde looked at him bewildered at first, simply just to shrug his shoulders, not really questioning the man at all. Something doesn't add up.. he knows more then he's telling me. I don't know why, but that ellipse must mean much more.

"I was thinking of Orchid scented candles, big ones if you don't mind; I'll pay you for them if it's any trouble." The guillotine looked up to the elderly man, watching him rub his fingers along the leather spin of his book.

"That's nonsense, I would gladly run into town to get thouse for you; I hope your night turns out to be what you always wanted." Justin felt his blood freeze, chills reached their way to his toes, making him feel light headed. He knows of my sins, that I'm a Priest in training, that I'm a guillotine… he probably knows I work at Shibusen, always faithful to Lord Death.. but what if… Justin's blue orbs widened in realization; what if he knows of my fallen grace from Death, when I became weak and wanted nothing more to worship the Kishin when he was awaken.. what if he know, oh my Lord, this truly is not good..

"W-why do you keep reminding me to have a good night!" Drake looked at his guest who was now frantic yet again.

"What on earth are you talking about, I always wish my guests a good rest of their day its what someone of my standards should do."

Drake watched in pure amusement, seeing the blonde headed boy tremble, watched as his bare feet curled into the carpet, "That's not what I meant, and you know that, you keep nudging me into the direction to sin.. what do you all know!"

The bookkeeper chuckled darkly to himself, leaning his way onto the side of the counter, "Now lets see where do I begin.. aww I know; I know that your name is Justin Law, next in line to become a Priest, taking your fathers place in the church, I know that shortly after you turned 12, you went to Shibusen to live there permanently, for many reason that don't need explanation."

Justin looked at him, his face like stone, intently waiting to hear more of what this man knew about his life; " I know you have the ability to read peoples lips when you have your music blasting though out your ears; I know that when you were only 13, you managed to reach the level of Death Scythe all on your own, without the help of a Mister; which is fairly impressive I must add, I know that you had three other brothers two years younger than you, they died when you were only seven years old, and you had a sister named Zoë, she died—"

"Y-you stop right there, you have no right to talk about her that way! Or about any of my siblings! Just who do you think you are!" Drake watched as the teen boy trembled, his hands in the form of fists, trembling, raging with anger; something Drake never thought could exist in someone as innocent as he.

His eyes are locked on me, there is a fire I never though I would ever see in someone like him, in all my years of life, I never thought I would see the day, that a Law would fall from grace, committed in a relationship with a man, become a Death Scythe at the age of 1; this boy truly was brought into this world to protect it, I thought I would never live to see a legend stand before me.

Drake was brought back to reality, listening to the teen scream some more, "Who in your right mind do you think you are! I've never told anyone besides my friends about my Sister and Brothers, how do you even know of my family! This is imposs—"

"Nothing is impossible Justin, I know what I know because I am what I am; there's nothing else to it, did it ever cross your mind on why you out of all your Brothers was chosen to live and go on in life, although; my deepest apologies and condolences on the passing of your sister and brothers."

Justin concentrated on his slow and stead breathing, watching the man pace around the room once more, putting his hand up to his chin, rubbing the bottom of his jaw line, "What happened to your Sister was very unfortunate and unexpected, I'm sorry you had do go thought that, it has to be hard."

The blonde looked up to the man, seeing true sympathy in thouse eerie eyes of his; I don't know this man, I don't know how he knows what he knows, but he's telling the truth, I can see it in his eyes, although I deny the though of ever trusting him. "Thank you, she meant more than you will ever know, and yes I know because only one weapon can be born into the world as a Guillotine, God dose the deciding on who lives and dies, a Guillotine is seen as a holy weapon, a weapon of God; and I was chosen for a purpose, although its unclear to me, I know that he has a path cleared and waiting for me to approach."

The Priest watched as Drake looked up to him, half way smiling, seeing how he was unsure on how to approach the conversation, then out of no where, he stared to smile, picking up his book from the counter,

"Yes, your correct about that, Guillotines are holy weapons, and you a very clear on your understanding on why only one Guillotine can be born at a time, which can be the hardest step for anyone in your position to face."

Justin watched as the older man slid the book under his arm, picking up the silver pen from the counter, carefully placing it in his pocket before looking up to him again, "Now tell me, why do you think the law of the Guillotine hasn't claimed your life yet?"

The Priest froze, the blood from his cheeks rushed to his chest, leaving his face cold and pale, his hands felt clammy; the tips of his toes started to tingle as they went numb, all sensation left thought out his body, leaving him breathless; how does he know… HOW DOSE HE KNOW!

"T-that's a sacred rule, o-only a Law should know about thouse rules, e-even Lord Death doesn't know about them.. You're a demon.. a mesmer.. y-you're –n-not human.. you can't know about that, you just can't know!"

Justin stood there frozen, cold, lost in time, watching the flawless expression on Drakes face; seeing how he simply enjoyed his confusion and agony; "Oh my dear boy, I know so much more than meets the eye; Lord Death knows more than he allows you to believe, you shouldn't be so foolish to allow yourself to be blinded by the truth of the one you praise so well, or should I saw the ones you praise."

The blonde felt himself come weak at he knees, he felt his body give away, falling to the side of the bed, barely gripping onto the edge as he hoisted his body onto it; "You know about my darkest secrets.. you know about my family.. you know about thy sacred rule of my family.. you know about Giriko.." wait… he knows all about Giriko!

"Tell me! Tell me of what you all know, I demand to know the truth that you keep so well hidden.. You know so much; I-I can't even wrap my mind around it.. why you.. how you…" Justin looked nervously around the room, conflicted within himself along with feeling afraid for the first time in a long time, this man could expose me, my father would look down upon me, I could be killed for treason, of worse; be killed by my own blades; but why hasn't the Law up held its purpose with me.. why hasn't my own self destroyed me.. I have broken many rules, along with the most sacred one of all, but I`m still alive, still breathing..

Drake watched the blue eyed teen meet his face, seeing how he gritted at his teeth; "Y-you know something, and; your Not TELLING ME! HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE LAW, WHAT DO YOU ALL KNOW ABOUT GIRIKO! YOU BETTER START TALKING, OF I WILL END THEE!"

Drake watched as the teen swatted his hand up on his mouth, regretting ever saying such heinous words; "Drake.. I'm sorry.. I.. I didn't, I can never hurt another unless instructed by death, I`m—"

"Hey kid, its all right, no hard feelings." Justin takes so much after Daniel; if he is willing to commit in taking another mans life, without the consent of Death, to defend what he knows will be the right thing, than it is certain to me; he will become the next Prophet, despite the sacred rules.

Justin watched as he began to warmly smile up to him, "Don't apologize for your words or actions today, I over stepped my bounds, which I attended to do, but you mustn't worry, for I know your to much of a coward to stand to your word."

Justin looked at him stunned, infuriated, confused, "What.. how.. what the hell is wrong with you, I just threatened you and now your calling me a coward for not acting on how I felt.. you really are a creep aren't you…"

The bookkeeper looked at his guest, seeing how he over stepped his bounds again; "I know you wont go that far, your not ready to, but soon you will be, you will kill without command, and your life will have a whole different meaning."

Justin watched as Drake picked up the plates from the counter, turning on his heals motioning that he was on his way out.

The blonde watched as he turned his head to his direction, "So Mr. Law, you haven't answered my question yet; why do you think that the Law of the Guillotine hasn't claimed your life yet?"

The Priest sat there stunned, "To be honest… I really don't know the answer to that."

Drake watched as the blonde headed teen looked at him, oblivious on the answer to his question, "So I see, that's very interesting; yet doesn't seem to surprise me, I will be back in a while with your candles, I must be on my way."

Justin watched as he stretched his hand out to the knob of the door, freeing himself from this room, "Wait, don't go just yet!" the Priest watched the bookkeeper look back at him, curious to what he has to say.

"W-what do you know about Giriko, I-I… want you to tell me everything, I have the right to know more about him." even though I told myself I wanted him to tell me, even the fact of telling myself that I didn't want to know, still gnaws at my sub conscious, I have the right to know what he's all hiding.

The guillotine watched as he softly smiled up to him, taking his hand off the knob as he stood halfway out of the room, "To be honest with you Justin, I regret ever knowing as much as I do about Giriko, no one should go though what he had to endure, I have read all the history of Lowe and his past, I don't think that you want to find out for your own sake."

The Priest sat there, his energy drained as he looked upon the bookkeeper, so my assumptions are true, I really don't want to find out for myself.. "Then tell me this one detail."

Drake looked up to him, eagerly waiting on what he was going to say, "Who are you, really."

The man just smiled, turning his back towards the priest as he made his way out of the door, looking back to him, nothing but a smirk on his face, "That's for me to know, and me to know only; although you do deserve a clue."

Justin leaned himself somewhat off the bed, intently waiting, any sort of clue would help, "I am the eye of everything, lets just leave it at that." The blonde listened to him darkly chuckle, making his way out not even once looking back as he shut the door; with that; he was gone.

Justin just sat there more confused than ever thought to be imagined, the eye of everything, did he mean the world, like what Arachne is able to do, but that's not possible, is it?

Justin allowed his body to rest on the sheets of his bed, looking up to the ceiling; but it has to be possible, he knows about who I am, knows about Giriko, knows about things I've never told anyone.. it doesn't make since, unless… he truly is the eye of everything.. Justin laid there, lost in his thoughts, trying to sort every piece of information that was given to him.

Giriko looked at the outstretched road before him, watching as the yellow dotted lines disappeared as the tire to his car scooped them form his vision, fuck.. I`m only about three quarters of the way there.. and this burning is getting worse, my body feels like its shutting down on me… shit, the last time I felt like this was centuries ago; I waited too long…

The saw clenched onto the side of his torso, while trying to pay attention to the road that was now noting but a blur to him. The enchanter looked up to the mirror, his veins chilled in realization, shit.. my eyes are redder than normal, I waited way too long.. what the hell.. why did I have to be born this way, it just doesn't add up.. I know why, but why.

The brunettes irises glowed an eerie maroon, sparkling like a million rubies, the reflection almost beautiful in its own dark way cascading their shimmering glow in the sunlight.

The saw learned himself somewhat to the side, still trying to keep his eyes on the road as he fished for his evaders in the glove box compartment of his car.

There you are, you little fucker. The saw sneered at his little accomplishment, as he wiped the glasses into his hand, setting them onto the dashboard as a reminder not to forget. The saw looked up, seeing the tip of a building; with three little black spheres floating in the sky, great, I have to pass this place again..

The dark weapon frowned at this, hating everything that school stood for, but he couldn't help but feel somewhat sorry for Justin, the remembrance of him loyally stationing himself in that room all by himself, just sitting there waiting for him to return, shit.. why couldn't I have just sucked up at let him come with me.. fuck, I hope I don't mess things up this way…

The saw looked to his left, being able to see the schools foundation, the skulls that held the building up right, everything perfect, symmetrical to the human eye, the enchanter couldn't help but smirk at the thoughts that raced throughout his head; would be a shame if someone tore that place to the ground again.. would be a damn shame at that.

The saw erased the destruction of the school out from his head, realizing he would never be able to bring himself to do that, Justin; you'd be infuriated with me if I ever destroyed your precious school.. wouldn't you.

The saw sighed to himself, not really wanting to think of Justin at the moment, only if you knew.. what that school has really done, what secrets Death hides form all of you, he's a good person; just has a bad way of approaching his problems… hmm, only if you were able to see the truth behind it all..

The saw brought his attention to the road yet again, I`m now entering Death City, fortunately for me, Arachne still has her Soul Protect around my soul or I'd be screwed..

The saw brought his attention to the right of the road, ignoring the school he was approaching, a small orange ball caught his attention, he watched as he saw a couple students form the academy play basket ball, watching as the ball was tossed to the two different teams, soon recognizing in the distance a blue haired kid along with that one kid with the three white distinct strips in his hair.

Only if thouse kids really knew the truth of what laid out ahead of them, they wouldn't be so joyful.. the brunette felt his grip tighten onto the steering wheel, trying to keep his anger concealed, all of it faded away when he saw a particular woman who always seemed to haunt his memories, it was that particular blonde with that whole yellow and black get up of hers, but this time she wasn't wearing her eye patch, and there was something different with whom she was walking with, it wasn't the man with the screw in his head, it was a woman with some sort of pixy cut, that wore somewhat of a suite, conversing with the blonde he found so peculiar.

God.. I wish I could remember that woman.. why in the hell is she so familiar to me.. I don't get it. The saw as jolted form his thoughts, feeling a sharp pain, almost like a hot poker go though the side of his abdomen, fuck, I need to get to Lowe, its only a hour drive from Shibusen.. I think I can make it..

Giriko looked up to the right side of him once again, seeing how the blonde and her friend started to converse with each other, the saw started to approach the two, along with the kids in the ball court, slowly, steadily getting closer; that's when it happened. That split second in time, Marie and Giriko`s eyes met each other, only a few yards away, the glass window to his car, keeping him concealed.

Fuck.. who ever you are, I hope you don't remember me. The brunette looked into his rear view mirror as he started to leave their sight, watching as the blonde started yelling something to the back of his car, running trying to catch up; but only to be stopped by her friend, seeing how she wrapped her arms around her waist, holding her back.

The saw felt chills pulse their way thought out his body, realizing that she as well remembered him, although the reason still left unknown, the blonde for some reason ran at him.

The saw watched as she faded away into the distance. Did she just have tears in her eyes? Where the hell do I remember you from.. I'm sorry lady, but I`m glad your friend held you back… what ever you remember me from, no one will believe you, because no one else besides Justin and thouse bratty kids know of my existence.

The saw felt himself tremble in the seat of his car, realizing on what he just witnessed; someone from Shibusen remembers me for some reason.. dose Justin have something to do with this.. fuck, what the hell! What if I'm seen as a enemy to the DWMA… they'll try on killing me, and what if she becomes curious and lurks into that book Death has in that fucking Library of his.. she will end up knowing the truth, she'll be able to put the missing pieces together and figure out who I am.. fuck, maybe I`m just paranoid, there's no way she knows, Justin doesn't even know about me, he told me that book is guarded, only certain people are able to go into the restricted section form the sounds of it.. she can't know, she just can't.

The saw looked out onto the road, seeing how he was now leaving Death City, so long Shibusen. The saw sighed in relief, now he was able to relax, knowing he was finally out of that place, but that woman in the back round still gnawed her way into the back of his mind; shit.. what was her name again, Justin told me once… fuck.. Miranda.. Mary.. no not Mary.. MARIE! Her names Marie..

The saw watched as the city disappeared into the distance, fading away for the time being, until he had to go back, making his way to Justin, the saw found this unsettling, the thought of facing that woman again, possibly forcing him to pull over scared him, no.. that won't happen, I won't let it.

Justin kept himself still, calmly looking up to the ceiling. Looking up at the designs, watching as they changed in his mind. What in the world dose the eye of everything mean, what is he referring to… he can't be watching everyone on what their doing, can he? He has to be playing with my mind..

The blonde turned his head to the side, facing the hot tub; maybe I'll get into the whirlpool.. it might help clear my mind. The guillotine got off from the bed, leaning his feet to the floor, trying to swat away at the thoughts that kept creeping their way into his mind, maybe when Drake makes his way back, I can possibly question him, maybe get him to talk.. but at the same time, I don't want to be nosey.. the weapon sighed to himself, walking over to the hot tub, looking at his Speedo, seeing how it rested neatly on the edge of the tub.

The Priest looked from the door to the tub, then to the door again; I hope no one surprisingly comes in on me.. like last time.. the thought of Drake barging in with really no anticipation of truly being sorry about it, seemed to get at the blonde, the man was rude in his own way, along with being somewhat nice about it, making his guests feel guilty about becoming upset; this man can somewhat be a manipulator..

Justin brushed the thoughts from his mind, pulling off the gray hodie form his chest, taking off his v-neck next. Neatly folding the close as he tossed them onto the bed, the Priest looked at the belt around his waist, intimidated at first with taking his under garments off, the blonde tossed his insecurity aside, pulling the belt form the loops of his jeans, tossing the belt on the bed, unbuttoning his pants allowing the pull of gravity to take care of the rest.

The blond shook his jeans that sat perfectly around his ankles, kicking them aside to the floor as he boldly undressed the rest of himself. The guillotine grabbed for his Speedo, about to put it on, stopping himself from doing so, you know what.. I think I'll go nude, no ones stopping me. the blonde somewhat sneered at his provocative thoughts, taking the Speedo with him in to the bathroom as he took a towel off from the rack, neatly placing his swim gear on the counter of the sink. Walking back to the main room, resting the towel on the edge of the whirlpool, in an attempt to cover himself if some one were to barge in on him.

The Priest walked up the steps, placing his legs into the warmth, slowly allowing his body to creep its way into the water. Justin let out a small sigh, resting his head on the side of the tile, allowing his body to move to the rhythm of the jets; soaking up the calming elements the water gave.

The blonde opened thouse violet blue pools of his, reminiscing on the thoughts that came to mind, I really wonder what Marie, Stine, and all the Death Scythes are doing.. I wonder if anyone is even looking for me, let alone if they even notice I`m gone… Justin allowed more of himself to sink into the water; I hope Marie is doing aright… what will Death think of me if he figured out what I was up to. Would I be exiled from the premises, would I be seen as a traitor.. maybe even worse… sentenced for my crimes on not fighting my way from the grasp of a past enemy… I can't think like that right now.. It's noting but bad for my health.

Justin inhaled, slowly filling his lungs to the brim, concentrating on his breath, simply to exhale, ridding himself from his worries; resting his head on the rim of the tub; what ever everyone is up to at Shibusen, I hope that their all doing alright.

Justin slouched his body deeper into the water; I wonder what Giriko is up to right now, what the people of Lowe will do to him when he gets there. The blonde didn't like the thought of his own people torturing him, being the sadistical beings that everyone addresses them to be, what if they stone him in public, burn him in the center of the town… beat him until he suffers form eternal bleeding…

The blonde started to sadden at the thought, all these violent images raced though out his head, allowing the very core of his soul begin to tremble, no, no, no! Justin, what are you doing.. your poisoning your mind with unwanted thoughts.. you need to stop this. The Guillotine took in the crisp air around him, furrowing his brow, trying to calm down every muscle in his body that became tense, no matter what he did, he couldn't calm himself.

The blonde did the only thing that he could do; he took in a deep breath, holding it in the pit of his stomach, immersing his whole body into the water, allowing the heat to surround him. The guillotine listened to the sound of his beating heart, pulsing its way though his ears, nothing but a silence surrounded him; the chlorine made its way into his nose, leaving a sting in the rim of his nostrils.

The weapon concentrated on his pulse, slowly feeling the beats in his chest slow, his muscles relaxing, everything slowing down, only being able to hear the hum of the jets.

The guillotine loved his own little space he created, loving the silence it gave. Allowing his thoughts to creep their way back into his cranium, No, I wont! No son of mine will be brought up this way! The blonde felt his pulse quicken, his heart began to race, images of his mom flashed their way into his Psyche, imprinting a bitter image into the back of his mind.

Justin started to fight in the water, the feeling of his hair being pulled, forcing his head to lower, making him sink down more into the tub, the sensation of him drowning coming back into focus, his mother, the flashes of memories projected their way into his head, the feeling of her grip tightening onto his hair, dipping his head more into the water; no son of mine will be unclean to the family name!

The Priest tried to bring his head up from the watery abyss, using ever bit of his power to keep his lips closed, the temptation to gasp for air started to become too great, the feeling of his lungs beginning to collapse, pressing against his rib cage, suffocating from the inside; fear, pain, anxiety, all mixed their way into his chest, making him weaken at the knees, the ability to fight off from the water slipping though out his fingers, his vision hazed over by water, slowly becoming dark, the sting of death close in his presence, his body engulfed in pain, screaming for oxygen, he didn't have time to think, only to lay there under the water, painfully losing control of his body, on the verge of passing out and drowning for good.

The blonde looked up to the surface, in a attempt to escape his horrific fate, watching the waters glassy surface reflect in his eyes, using ever bit of energy left in his body, tracing the waters outline with the tips of his pruned fingers; wishing with everything in the world for this nightmare to end.

Then like clockwork, all the presser bounded upon his body lost its hold, the sensation of someone pulling his hair back faded away, as if it never happened to begin with.

The weapon didn't even think, he just acted upon instinct, leaping from underneath the watery grave, sucking in as much oxygen possible, feeling a rush hit his chest; the pain instantly began to vanish, blood flooded its way into his chest, taking in the rich oxygen, his fingers and the tips of his toes soon started to get feeling back, the numb needle like pain became less unbearable.

Justin didn't even think, the blonde lifted his naked body out from the tub, gripping onto the edge of the tile, grabbing for his towel, wrapping his shaken up body into the cotton, soon only to collapse to the floor, curling up into a ball by the side of the whirlpool, sobbing loudly, shaking uncontrollably; why… why… no.. NO! The guillotine curled more of himself onto the cold hard floor, why thouse memories.. why now? I… don't.. understand…

Although the weapon was out of the water, he could still feel his mothers finger nails up on his skin, the sensation not leaving his side, as if someone was in his presence, only to be left alone, empty; nothing but the light above to give him the comfort he so desperately wanted.

The Priest found the strength to sit up, leaning his frail clammy body up on the side of the tub, staring off into the dark corners of the room, everything cold and still, the bitterness of silence creeping its way inside of him, fear growing within his chest, gnawing its way at his piece of mind.

Justin tried to forget the incident in the tub, trying so very hard to stay calm and collected, having a tremendously hard time in doing so, his memories, thoughts; all mixing into one jumble, not allowing him one second of peace, why now, why here… it was just a hallucination… but.. It felt so real… almost like she was really there, holding me down.

The blonde pulled more of himself into the wall of the tub, buckling his knees up to his chest, still shaking from it all; why did she do that, why does she hate me… I can't help on who I am.. I'm sorry, I can't…

The air around him became cold and still, the eeriness of silence overbearingly uncomfortable, Justin started to shiver again, pulling more of the towel over his tiny frame in an attempt to keep warm, still unable to move off from the hard floor, all his energy drained from the fight in the water, he looked up noticing a presence, he wasn't alone, someone was in the room with him, the room was too dark for him to see anything, only a tiny light from above kept the room lit, only being able to see his shadow creep across the room.

The blonde shivered once more, feeling a draft make its way to his feet, slightly going up the thin piece of cloth covering his body.

Justin became frantic, the room looked as if it became darker in a small fragment of time, shadows made they're way across the ceiling, he was able to hear a scratching noise make its way across the walls, the feeling of something unwanted lingered its way into his presence even more so than before.

The Priest curled his toes in, wrapping more of himself into the towel; the blonde inhaled, his thoughts racing though out his mind like a bullet, okay.. okay, just calm down… nothings happening, it's just your mind playing tricks on you. The guillotine exhaled; looking up only to find his breath steaming out from his mouth, as if winter it's self made it's way into the room.

Justin exhaled again, only to find the same result, no. NO, PLEASE NO, LEAVE ME ALONE.. LEAVE ME ALONE! The blonde knew what was happening, his skin began to crawl, the anxiety, fear, it all started to blend together, leaving him empty.

The blonde set his eyes to the floor, watching as shadow like figures caste their way across the walls and carpet, giant hands and human like silhouette started to creep their way towards him, "P-please go away, n-no not you.. GO AWAY!"

Justin embedded his nails into the side of his torso, keeping himself as concealed as possible form what laid before him, he looked up, watching a set of three red eyes, looking down upon him, moving vigorously across the ceiling; Justin embedded his face into his knees, why is this happening, how is he able to find me like this… PLEASE GO AWAY; OH GOD, PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!

"You don't mean that, do you Justin?" the blondes head shot up, he knew that voice better than anyone, no matter where he went this man would follow, giving him no piece of mind.

The blonde watched as the figure stood there, cocking his head to his side, watching as his multiple scarves twisted and swayed in the open room, his eyes a deadly red, his smile wide and eerie, the weapon began to shake even more, watching as the man before him smile at the sight, enjoying ever bit of what he was seeing, "How I love your fear of me, so innocent, yet so sinful, your perfect the way you are, you know that don't you?"

Justin watched as he made a step towards him, he just sat there, pressing more of his body into the tubs wall, in an attempt to stray away, tightly closing his eyes shut, not even realizing the fact that he was screaming, "No, No, NO! LEAVE ME ALONE, GO AWAY; I DON'T WANT YOU!"

Justin froze, feeling a cold chill hit the side of his face; the audible sounds of breathing making their way into his eardrum, no, please no; don't let him take me. The blonde looked up, frightened at first, slowly allowing his eyes to fall, his face became still, cool, and collected even if his wavelength was sporadic, fearful in every cell of his being.

"I love your fear, it excites me more than you can imagine, your innocent yet sinful nature I crave for more than anything, I'd do anything to weald you." The blonde kept his ground, showing no sign of distress, trying his hardest to remain fearless in front of his own personal demon.

"I know you exist, I'm just no afraid of you." The blonde wearily spoke, lying strait though his teeth.

The Kishin watched his facial expression trying to find any sort of hesitation, seeing none of the sort, simply smiling in amusement, watching how his soul revealed so much more, the desire to sin on a ungodly level as to still remain innocent in the eyes of the people around him. "I see that as a under statement Justin, I know of your desires, your weaknesses, and your strengths. I know all about you, the reason you resist your temptations so much, the title you have to uphold for your parents, trying not to soil the family name."

Justin looked up to the Kishin, nothing but a stone like expression on his face, "I know how hard it is for you to resist, I can see it in your wavelength, how you crave for him, let me help you; give into madness, and I assure you this will all be over."

The guillotine sat there, watching as the Kishin leaned more of himself in, raising his hand on the verge of touching his face, stopping smiling wildly form ear to ear, watching in amusement, the fear on the blonde teens face, feeling his blade touch the surface of his neck. His arm pressing forcefully onto the edge of his naked skin, "Y-you will Do No SUCH THING!" the blonde felt pressure apply to his forearm, feeling the Kishin press more of himself in, there lips inches away from each other. Feeling blood trickle down his forearm, slightly grazing the Kishen`s neck.

The blonde tried to swallow his fear, listening to the scarved man chuckle, his hot breath touching his lips, making his heart sink into the pit of his stomach, his very vessel beginning to sink into the floor, he felt small, and there was no source of light in the room that could take it all away.

"Justin, I don't fear pain, or intimidation by you; not even Death could keep me concealed away inside the earth, what makes you think I'll ever stop spreading my madness, the world needs balance."

The blonde shook his head at this, watching as his expression once so still, engulfed into irritation, and anger; the guillotine tried to grip his way from his hold, feeling his icy bony fingers wrap their way around his neck, watching as his enraged face became nothing but a blur. "What makes you think you will ever stop resisting, there is a natural occurring madness inside of you, no matter what, you can never stray away from it, you will eventually have to give in!"

Asura watched as the blonde fought for his life, trying to pry away from his hold, only making the struggling worse, "I'm not breaking a sweat and here you are, holding onto your life by a piece of thread, you are weak Justin, you need to give in, madness awaits you."

The Kishin watched thouse blue orbs of his role into the back of his head, his lips created a bluish ring around them, his body screamed for oxygen, a bluish glow emitted from his forearms, retracting his blades back into his body, nothing was able to stop his death, he was the one who caused the illusion in the whirlpool, he created that hallucination, allowing the feeling of me fearing for my life, and now he's going to be the end of it.

Justin struggled in a last attempt to free himself from the Kishin`s icy grip, only to fail, feeling his body go limp, to tiered to fight off anymore, so this is the end, I'm truly going to die like this, Giriko will be the one to blame, they wont hesitate to go after him, Death will kill him, then what was the purpose of this all, me loving him, his infatuation with me? Was it all for not?

The blonde felt his body fall to the floor, the grip around his neck ceased its hold, he quickly took in as much oxygen as possible, painfully panting for his life. "What makes you think this was all for not? Giriko needs me just as much as he needs you. Why would I ever want to kill you off?"

The blonde sat up with whatever strength he had left, leaning his limp body on the cold stone tub, he doesn't want to kill me off? What in the world… he was about to take my life.. and Giriko, how does he know about Giriko… "w-hat… do.. you.. mean?" the blonde's words came out airy and broken; his body wasn't able to catch up with his mind.

He wearily looked up, hearing the Kishin chuckle; "The Book of Sou states that he needs me for the worlds end, just like he needs you to help mend it back." Justin watched as the scarved man sneered, watching his sickly eyes widen with surprise, me… why would he need me… I don't understand..

The blonde looked up, listening to Asura clear his throat, "Justin, don't act so surprised, your one of the main components for the prophesy to be fulfilled, you must know who you are, what you posses, the insanity inside of you plays a big role in that, so quite fighting it off why don't you. And let me do my work." The blonde watched helplessly as Asura placed the palms of his hands on the sides of his face, bringing his eyes up to greet his.

"Let me take it all away, help you to shed your fake skin."

The Kishin watched his eyes widen in fear, watching a faint tear escape the side of his face, "No, please, don't. Please, don't do this, please!" the blonde watched as his enemy crept closer into his face, there lips on the verge of touching, only to watch him cock an eye brow, lowering one of his hand to the blondes chin, tightly grasping onto his jaw line, forcefully pushing him into the tubs wall, allowing the towel around his body to sink down to his groin, his chest and legs exposed to the cold bitter air.

"Yeah, your right; I shouldn't push something that will come naturally to you in the near future, I should allow you to live your fake life as much as possible before its taken away from you for good."

Justin allowed his head to pop up, his entire body engulfed into an eerie chill; "Y-you know it's going to happen.. I'm going to go insane, no… NO! I PROMISED MY SELF I WOULD RESIST, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"

The Kishin folded his arms around his torso, squatting to the floor eye level to the blonde, "Justin it's going to happen, and there is nothing out there that can save you from it. Who are you to deny such a beautiful opportunity when just less then six months ago when I revived, all you ever wanted was to worship me, abandon your Lord and fellow teammates, to join me? How can you keep fooling yourself like this?"

The blonde put his hands up to his ears, crouching into his knees as much as possible, "Your wrong… Your Wrong… I Will NEVER DEVOTE MYSELF TO YOU!"

Asura smiled at the fact that the blonde was finally showing weakness, seeing him hunched over; frightened for his life, "I am stronger than you think, I will overcome all the madness you throw my way!"

The blonde looked up, watching the wide grin on his opponents face fade, irritation once again masking his hatred of the blonde,

"Who are you to say you are strong, you don't even scratch the surface of strength! If you could even fathom all the abilities that Giriko possessed, he would be able to kill you off in one strike, not even having to use any effort at all! Your weak Justin, your weak compared to him!" The scarved man grinned, placing his finger under the blondes chin, forcing him to meet his eyes, "Your hardly strong enough to fight me off alone, everyone at Shibushin thinks I'm defeated, Death is too much of a coward to spoil the failed mission his students have bestowed before him."

Asura darkly chuckled,

"I have always been quite the Actor, I can never die, as long as Death still roams this earth so will I. It's so simple to the point that it's painful, the world needs balance, someone such as yourself should know of that by now."

Justin's face narrowed, his sickly dead eyes staring into those eerie red ones, waiting for the man before him to shatter more of his faith, "Justin, how can you even begin to uphold your families name when it was soiled long ago, can't you see; it's destiny, your just the main component to finish the job. I see it, Giriko sees it, Arachne sees it, why can't you?"

The blonde felt his entire body go numb, all sensation in his extremities left him, nothing but the feeling of a cold empty abyss to comfort him; "W-what are you talking about.. you make no sense, I will never by like Guchle, he was nothing but a liar and a thief, a betrayer to the family name, giving into sin constantly; devoting his time to unholy rituals… I AM NOTHING LIKE HIM!"

Justin allowed himself to stare directly into the Kishin`s red soulless eyes, showing no hesitation in doing so, masking the fear within him with the little spiritual strength he still had left; "You have no right to compare me to him, he was nothing but a mistake to the family name, some one un-humanly as he can never compare to the Law name!"

The guillotine stood his ground, allowing a bluish glow to emit from his forearms, extending his blade to the man before him; "Law abiding silver gun!" a bluish glow illuminated from his hand, lighting up the entire room, every inch of darkness seemed to fade away, soon only to have the shadows of the room swallow up his holy glow; Justin looked at his hand bewildered, his technique failed, his blades retracted back into his forearms.

The blonde looked before him, seeing how the Kishin had his arm extended, while his free hand rested on the tip of his knee, "Do you really think that's going to work in front of a God?!" Justin listened to him cackle wildly at his pathetic attempt to obliterate him.

The constant process of him finishing my sentences for me… the ability to predict what I will do before I act upon it, seeing into the future, having the ability to manipulate my weapon blood… he has what Giriko will process when he truly transforms… he processes—"

"Telekinesis, I'm impressed on how quickly you caught onto that, its what's shielding the sheath of my soul from everyone out in Shibusen, you're not as dull as I thought."

Justin watched as Asura knelt on all fours, creeping closer next to him, only having a couple inches of space between each other once again, the uncomfortable feeling of his breath hitting his cheeks; "It's a shame that your already taken, I can see why Giriko picked you."

The blonde tried to swat at his hand, only to feel him slam it into the stone wall behind him; creeping even closer than before, slightly smirking at his attempt of defiance, "Your gifted with having a nice face and body from the looks of it."

The guillotine watched as his eyes scanned him form head to toe, the blonde quickly looked down, noticing the fact that his towel was only covering his groin, and nothing more.

Asura watched his pathetic attempt to cover himself, shuffling the cotton cloth vigorously across his toned body, looking up to meet the scarved man, feeling his breath enter it's way into his mouth. Chuckling darkly at the solid disgust on his face, leaning slightly away from his face, only to hear the blonde shutter; the feeling of the Kishin`s hand, tracing the lower part of his torso, gliding the tips of his fingers across the rim of his buttock, smoothly moving his hand up the lower part of his thigh before bringing his hand up to his face, lightly touching his cheek.

"Your absolutely beautiful, you know that."

The blonde kept his mouth closed, scooting as far away from the Kishin`s hold, not getting to far in the process, watching in desperation as he began to lean in closer, whispering the audible words, "I'd do anything to have you," before gliding his tongue up on the guillotines lips, nipping at his upper lip, drawing a little bit of blood, demanding entrance.

"What's wrong Justin, last time I did this you completely gave into my touch, you look almost like Ren you know, just your hair and eyes are a different shade."

The guillotine stiffened his body, jerking away form the Kishen`s lips, his eyes widening

Ren… where have I heard that name before.. wait, Giriko's baby brother?!

"I never wanted you to touch me, what the hell is wron…"

The guillotine felt his body press into the wall, Asura's body above his, the clamminess of his skin touching at his chest, feeling his tongue arch its way into his mouth.

The blonde fought hard, trying everything in his power to shake the Kishin off of him, only feeling his tighten his grip. Yelping feeling tears steam down his face, the cold palm of his hand slithering underneath his towel, grabbing tightly onto his groin, feeling himself begin to get excited.

The man of scarves unlocked his lips from the blonde, a lustful expression replacing the rage within his eyes.

"I knew I could still get you up, I knew it wasn't a simple negotiation I made with you that one night that made you give in."

The Kishen emitted a high shrill,

"Your pathetic, you'll give into anyone who touches you, your nothing but a horny teenager."

The blonde watched Asura narrow his eyes onto him,

"Then again, you don't just want anyone to fuck you, your saving yourself for Giriko, not even Tezca could convince you to give your body up to him, even with all the love he could possibly give, you wanted more… your wanted your fucking rival to fuck you!"

The priest put his hands up to his ears,

"Shut up, Shut up! You don't know what I'm feeling, get the hell out of my head you monster!"

The Kishen widened his eyes at the blonde's defiance,

"Hmm, little bit more feisty than I remember, I can see Giriko`s starting to rub off onto you, just makes me want you even more, his brother was the same way you know, always rebellious to any sort of kindness I showed to him, and because of my actions I lost him for good.."

The guillotine looked up seeing Asura look away into the distance, watching the smallest tear fall from his eye,

Asura… he's crying… he really is more human than I thought.. was he in love with Ren?

"Asura.. what could you have possibly done for him to stop trusting you?"

The guillotine jumped watching the Kishen whip lash his neck, his eyes meeting his,

"What type of question is that, you should know your place.. how dare you, you know nothing you piece of shit."

The blonde felt his head hit the stonewall of the tub, flinching at the pain, looking up to Asura who once was fearless, letting tears stream down his face,

He really did love him didn't he..

"Your much more human than I took you for, for a God of Madness you seem to process a lot of emotion, how odd for someone of your stature."

The Kishen cocked an eyebrow,

"Oh really now, you obviously don't know much about my history as you thought… the scary thing about monsters is they never stopped being human."

The guillotine swallowed hard, the pit of his stomach beginning to twist with fear, watching the Kishen crack a morbid grin,

"You should know of that very well, you with your monsters every day of your life, trying so hard to slap a smile on your face, although you feel completely worthless, your just like everyone else, completely full of sin and fear, your as gay as they come, as if its not bad enough that you want your rival to fuck you senseless, and yet your don't even know whom he truly is, that's what excites me the most, you have no idea what your getting yourself into, either did Guchle when he first laid his eyes on Giriko, the one who taught him how to wield in weapon form also died because of all he taught him."

Justin couldn't process anything that was thrown his way, everything seemed to flow in slow motion, he slowly watched the Kishin stand, soon only to lightly smile down at him, the blonde that had nothing but fear and disgust mixed on his face.

The guillotine watched as he crossed his arms, widening his grin on his distressed prey; cocking his head to one side before speaking; "Oh, and one more thing before I make my way back to my earthly prison, you shouldn't be the one to judge your great grandfather from over 30 generations ago, if it wasn't for his bravery, Giriko wouldn't be here, yet alone take the time and dedication to search endlessly for you."

Asura watched the guillotine show nothing but bewilderment towards his statement, "Do you know why?" the Kishin watched the Priest shake his head, watching as his enemy did nothing but sneer wildly at how gullible he truly was; so Justin really has no clue on who he really is.. this is truly intriguing.

"Giriko would be the one to beg the difference, he would be nothing but outraged on your false statement that your parents have embedded into your mind, poisoning you from the truth. Your great grandfather was the only one to posses a power that no other Law has ever came close to achieving."

The blonde glared at him, the feeling of his enemy being able to see though the sheath of his soul made him feel incredibly small, he didn't like the sensation one bit; "How do you know this, Giriko doesn't even know of my family tree, your lying.. this is nothing but a lie!"

Justin watched helplessly as Asura did nothing but express his pity, making him feel doubt-full in everything the saw has ever told him, "It's a shame you don't know what you truly posses; it's a good thing that Giriko will be the one to eventually open your eyes to the truth and nothing more."

The blonde watched as he twisted on his heal, facing his eyes away from him, the Priest tightly wrapped his hands around his body, clenching his eyes close, not even realizing he was screaming yet again, "No.. NO DON'T LEAVE ME, I WANT TO KNOW.. I NEED MY EYES TO BE OPEND!"

"Oh really now, just a while ago you wanted nothing to do with me, but now that I hold valuable information about your history you want me to stay by your side, sorry but it doesn't work that way, I`ll catch up with you sooner than you think."

"NO, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE, I NEED TO KNOW, ASURA DON'T LEAVE ME ALL ALONE LIKE THIS!"

When the blonde opened thouse blue eyes of his, the Kishin was gone, the shadows and eerie red eyes across the ceiling ceased to exist, the temperature in the room kicked in, the coldness the Kishin brought nothing but a memory playing it's way into the back of his mind; no… no, he left me, he left me with so many questions that still have no answers to.. I'm more confused than ever; how can I be the one to mend back the worlds end.. I don't understand… how does Giriko know of Guchle; how dose he know of my true potential with out telling me… how do Death and Arachne know…

The blonde embedded his face into his knees, comforted by the warmth in the room; but… Asura.. he told me Giriko would eventually tell me everything… even Giriko told me he would, but only when the time is right.

Justin allowed himself to smile at his thoughts, only to droop back down into confusion, but… when will that be, how can he decipher when the right time will truly come.

The blonde looked to the darkest corner of the room, remember what was there just moments ago,

As much as I hate to admit it… I miss Asura already..

Giriko looked over the horizon, the silhouette of Lowe appearing in the distance, to no little surprise, smoke wasn't coming form the chimneys of the kiln houses; he wasn't able to see any Golems walking in the distance. Only debris lying on the ground from the looks of it; Lowe doesn't look too bad… I hope I don't regret saying that.

The saw nestled himself into his chair, trying his hardest to relax on what laid before him on the road, the dark weapon couldn't help but worry, his thoughts went as fast as they came, what if he killed more people… damn it, what if he destroyed peoples homes.. I can't show my face in Lowe, fuck, why in the hell did he have to fucking do this.. the saw kept to worrying, every possibility came to mind on what laid before him, what his father was truly capable of.

The saw froze, he pushed onto more of the gas, the unthinkable crept it's way into his mind, making his heart beat like a drum, hell… what if he figured out about Vincent, what If he killed him off… fuck I would be left alone in this world If I had to go along life with out him, he's practically—

That's when he saw it, the village was in ruins, buildings toppled over buildings, fire everywhere, people huddled up into little groups, children running around trying to find their parents, is anyone dead… IS ANYONE DEAD! The saw rapidly moved his head around, looking at the out stretched destruction before him, realizing there were no people lying in the streets form what he could see, this put the chainsaw at ease for a bit, only to be reminded that he had to face all these angry people.

Giriko watched as people looked to their side, seeing how a mustang drove up the road, there faces not to hard to read, anger, fear, sorrow; all etched in each one of their faces like stone, fuck, what in the hell am I getting myself into.. the saw came to a slow, parking his car on one of the side streets of the village.

The saw looked towards the mirror, not to shocked by his appearance, so my eyes have became a deeper red.. and I have the appearance of an anemic, great.. Giriko grabbed for his shades on the dashboard, knowing he would be sorry if he didn't.

Okay.. the moment of truth here, I face them and get a bit beat up in the process or I face them and they're pretty cool about it. The saw took in a deep breath, placing the shades on his face, before making his way out of the car door, Giriko looked at the out stretched debris displayed to him, watching as villagers franticly stepped on small fires in the grass, fixing the insides of their shops, and trying their damnedest to keep everything together. The saw made his way to the village square, seeing how a couple of men tried calming down a screaming woman who was holding her child, comforting him in the best way that she could.

A couple hundred beady eyes made their way to the saws face, watching him take his every move, not allowing him the decency of privacy that he so wished to have. The dark weapon turned his eyes towards a larger group than many that he had seen, seeing how they quietly conversed amongst each other, only to have a woman point her finger and shout, "What in the hell are you doing here! We don't need you in our village, especially your no good soul stealing father!"

The chainsaw started to look around, seeing how many of the villagers that passed the stage of shock started to surround him, like a school of fish, giving him no chance of escape. The saw put his arms in front of his body, reciting words of comfort in an attempt to calm the mob down but nothing seemed to help, everyone's voice became nothing but a slur, he could only make out a few crud words the village body threw his way but nothing more, he was trapped in a sea of sound with no escape route.

"Hey, hey, hey! What in the hell do you all think your doing, I called him to help us out, back up people, give him some room for the love of God!"

The saw turned towards the persons voice, he allowed a small smile up on his face, he knew that voice better, that calm yet stern voice no one else seemed to obtain, the sound of Vincent, thank God he's still alive.

Giriko watched as he pushed his way though the crowd of people. Seeing how they all started to simmer down, watching as Vincent gave them words of encouragement that the horrific event was finally over and how it could only get better from here on out.

The weapon watched as Vincent made his way to the center of the slow fading crowd, seeing how people started to lose interest in the new comer, "Hey, I'm glad that you could make it, your father; he came out of no where, talking about how everyone will soon perish and pay for there faults, it was stupid of me to have you enchant my Golem, I should have done it myself, it was stupid of me, I should have known this would have happened." Giriko watched as he pulled some of his brown hair back to his ears, nothing but grief on his face.

"I'm an Enchanter, a protector for the world, I create Golems for the ones who can't fend for themselves, I feel so useless, I should have known, why couldn't I have seen this coming… why wouldn't I have—"

Vincent looked up, feeling the presence of another touch his shoulder, "Hey, its alright; none of us would have ever seen this coming, I'm surprised he was able to track me with my enchantment techniques; it goes to show you, you can't be too careful."

Vincent looked at the saw, obligated on what he wanted to say; "Uh, it's funny that you mention that, your father sounded deranged, he kept yelling at us all, asking us for the Priest, he kept ranting on and on about how he wanted this god damn Priest, I thought it was odd, do you happen to know anything about this?"

Vincent's face dropped, looking at the worried expression on the saws face, seeing how he furrowed his brow, "I- I don't know what you're talking about."

The young enchanter dug his foot into the ground, "Yes you do, you stuttered, what the hell Giriko; you told me you would never keep secrets from me!" the brunette started to look around, watching as a bunch of people started to ezz drop, listening to the teen rant and rave.

"How stupid do you take me for, I know Austin isn't your cousin, what the hell Giriko, you actually think I was going to believe that, from the look on your so called cousins face, I could tell you were lying though your teeth, and you don't have another cousin, why do you treat me like I'm stupid!"

The saw felt everyone's eyes on him, the feeling of being looked from under a microscope, being pocked and prodded at for answers. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but you got to keep it a secret, thoughts around here aren't safe anymore." The brunette took in a deep breath before speaking.

"First of all, his name isn't Austin, it's Justin; and he's a really close friend of mine, who's becoming a Priest. Besides I knew you wouldn't say anything if I told you something as ridiculous as that, you of all people know I don't have anymore family, but some of the other enchanters around here don't, so I wanted Justin to have an alias just in case; There, is that better.."

The saw scoffed at the pathetic little smile on Vincent's face, "oh so he's a really close friend you say." The saw watched as the enchanter leaned in a bit, "I'm getting the feeling he's much more closer than just a friend, huh… huh." The saw felt his face redden, not ever expecting something like that to come out of his mouth.

"W-will you just shut up already… I told you, your thoughts aren't safe." Vincent rolled his eyes at his attempt to change the subject, watching as he failed miserably in the process.

"Yeah, yeah; what ever you say." The saw watched as his close companions face went from sarcasm to serious, "So its true, he is in line to become a priest, do you think he's strong enough to become, you know.."

The saw turned towards his concerned expression, "I'm sorry to tell you this, but right now, its uncertain, I thought I was right on the dot with Justin before, but now, I don't know if he is and I don't know if he ever will be… he shouldn't be traveling with me anymore, with my father on the look out for him, who knows, he could be dead within the next day of two."

The saw put his hand up on the Enchanters shoulder, vaguely smiling down at him, I'm just happy he hasn't claimed you yet, I don't know were I would be without someone like you around."

Giriko watched as he warmly smiled at him, somewhat of a hope in his eyes.

The saw shook off the tender moment and turned his direction towards the people, seeing how they sat on the side of their shops and homes, not even remotely ready to move on; "Okay people listen up!" Giriko`s voice roared thought out the streets of the village, "Your thoughts are no longer safe, since my father processes abilities such as telekinesis, I advise you keep your own opinions to your self about this day, my arrival here, and for the rest of the days ahead of you, until I'm able to kill off my father. My thoughts are safe because of my class of enchantment, so if anyone here is classified as a higher ranking enchanter than most, I should advise you on putting the buildings back together, since I am unable to, unless you want a repeat of this morning."

The saw watched as everyone starred at him, not a single thought going though out there heads, just hatred, anger, and defeat.

"I'm sorry that this all happened to you, I can't speak for my Father on what he has done to you, the fact that he probably stole your piece of mind, but on the other hand, I can assure you that I will avenge you all, especially the ones that he hurt so very long ago, I'll see to it that he is killed off properly so he can no longer kill off innocent souls."

The brunette watched as the body of faces started to soften up on their frustration, a few agreeing to his statement, while a couple hundred quietly clapped amongst themselves on his little speech.

The dark weapon turned his attention towards a petite woman in her thirties, watching as she stood up from the crowd, pulling her raven hair from her eyes, to reveal a watery sea green, slowly making her way to the center of the town, on the verge of spilling over with emotion, "Giriko, I hope you bring your father to justice, your father, he killed off my sweet little girl, Amy, she was only 13, not even full grown yet, she had a couple more months to go before she hit the age of 20."

The brunette, felt her cold frail hands grasp onto both of his wrists, before seeing her look directly into his eyes, "she was so full of life, and David; he took her away from me, my little light went out for the last time, I want to see something done about this."

The woman grasped tighter onto his wrists, trying her hardest to keep her emotions concealed, "I know you have been putting off the fight with your father for may centuries to give the world time to adapt to this whole change that will soon take place, but please, please do something about it soon, that's the least Annie deserves; for me to finally have my closure."

Giriko took the woman into his strong arms, getting a bit of a rise form the villagers, bringing his lips close to her ear, "Ill do what ever I can for you little girl to rest peacefully Tracey."

The raven-haired woman looked up at him in disbelief, "I never forget the names of the ones my father hurt." Tracey warmly smiled up at him, embracing him, having the hardest time on keeping it all together, the slightest shaking from her bodies frame instantly told the saw that he took the first step in mending her broken heart.

"Bless you Giriko, bless you," was all that she could say before releasing him from her grip, not even questioning the fact for him wearing the shades ash she made her way back to her family and friends, receiving comfort and questions about the whole encounter.

The brunette walked up to Vincent who was patiently waiting for him, "Hey kid, I'm sorry about your Golem, I wont be able to fix it, you know—" the saw was caught off, watching as the younger enchanter slightly slide the shades form his face, revealing his deep red shimmering eyes.

Giriko was stunned, yet not too surprised by his actions, "Hey its alright, you have enough to worry about right now, I'll eventually fix my Golem, you taught me how in the first place." Vincent cocked an eye brow brining his eyes up to meet his anemic colored friend, "It looks to me that you need a drink, I bought that seven archers of land close to Lowe for a reason, just remember to stay in the reserved areas, and don't go across the barrier, Shibusen troops might be on the look out near Lowe to investigate what happened, so just keep an eye out."

The saw nodded at his friend, giving him a half assed hug before parting ways, picking his feet up off form the ground, quickly waving his farewell to the village people before disappearing into the heavy wooded bushes.

The saw watched as nothing but green brush surrounded him, giving no room for the sun to peep through the trees, everything shaded by the shadows, hearing the chirping of birds while tiny animals scurried their way across the ground, the saw made his way deeper into the woods, looking for any sorry of movement, okay, look for any movement, sound, shinning eyes, and go for it.

The saw jumped into the tops of the trees, leaping from branch to branch, sighting anything from the ground that he could be targeted, he made his way further into the forest, quickly stopping when he heard the slightest sound of branches breaking, toppling onto the hard earth, a faint sound of tiny steps making their way closer and closer to his presence.

That's when he saw it, its shiny jet black eyes blinking below him, its tiny little feet imprinting their way into the soil, its ears twitching back and forth, trying to detect the slightest sound; Giriko watched as it looked up, having no chance of escape, only having enough time to freeze in its tracks, watching as what ever came at it, plunge his way onto its delicate tiny frame.

The saw grabbed a hold of its neck, hearing an audible crack, watching his prey go limp, its eyes glossing over with a cloudy haze, before he sunk his teeth in.

Justin stood at the edge of the counter in the bathroom; his black robe rested its way on his tiny frame. The blonde peered his way into the mirror, conflicted with so many questions that still had no answers to; the thought of the unknown frightened him, leaving a empty void within his chest, Lord Death knows who I am… he knows what I'm capable of, the true meaning of the holy rules of the Guillotine, even Giriko knows… the blonde looked up to the reflecting glass, looking hard and long into the image before him, Asura told me to shed my fake skin, that my life was a false one.. what did he mean by that.. I don't understand..

The blonde pulled the robe from around his neck, looking for any sort of bruise or cut mark to prove the fact of what happened to him truly occurred, with little to no luck, he wasn't able to find anything, how can someone practically choke me to death and not leave some sort of mark behind, is it because he's a God? The blonde took in a deep breath, shaking away at his unwanted thoughts of the haunted memories that flooded through out his mind. He began to lean over the bathroom's counter, pressing his lips closely to the glass as he allowed his breath to consume into a fog.

He began to write 42-42-56, instantly stopping before completing the sequence, no, If I ask him about all this and tell him of my encounter with the Kishin, He'll either think I'm crazy or lie his way out of telling me the truth to my un ending questions. The blonde frowned at his assumptions, knowing that they were all true; even if I do tell him, he'll send his troops out to rescue me, and make me talk on where I was being held. The thought of them taking his love away, saddened him to a level he never knew could co exist so strongly to the point that it became painful to even think of his Lord killing off his lover. No, No, NO… STOP IT JUSTIN, STOP THINKING LIKE THAT!

The Priest wiped the number from the mirror, knowing he couldn't bring himself to confess on his where abouts, I'll stay with Giriko as long as I can, until they find me, I will fight with everything of my being to stay by his side. The blonde put his hand over his heart, pained by the thoughts that raced through out his head, even if it means I have to hurt the people I know..

The blonde looked into the mirror again, tapping his fingers on the counter, troubled by the image in the mirror, which path is the right path, what should I bring my self to do… I don't want to hurt my comrades, but at the same time… I don't want to lose him. The blonde clenched his hands into a fist, both options seem like the right way to go, the right to go back peacefully with Shibusen and the right to fight for my freedom to do as I please, to say with my lover and fallow the sun to tomorrow… I can't decide, I don't want to choose, because I already know I'll pick Giriko in a heartbeat.

The blonde was on the verge of breaking, the point to where he knew he was going to lose it, until a thought crept its way into his cranium, when in doubt, sing it out. The echo of his sister's voice comforted him, knowing she always knew of his love for music.

The guillotine vaguely smiled, untying his robe, allowing it to drape to the floor; making his way into the tub, he turned the shower on, allowing the water to rush onto his skin, I need to get this filth off of my body, I can still feel his touch, the crawling of my skin is becoming almost too painful.. the blonde rinsed his fingers though his hair, rubbing the sensation of the Kishin`s touch from his arms, legs, and face.

The blonde took in a deep breath, okay, okay; calm down and just focus. The blonde grabbed for the shampoo setting on the shelf examining the label, cherry apple blossom.. why dose Arachne pack such feminine scents? The blonde froze in realization, slightly curling his lips at these thoughts of his; maybe Giriko likes cherry apple blossom.. the Priest lathered his hair in the scent, scrapping hard at his scalp, concentrating on much more important things than his encounter with the Kishin, although all he could think of what his encounterment with the God;

Asura stated that he knows of my family, my sexuality, the secrets to the holy guillotine rules… dose this mean he's been watching me though out my childhood, keeping tabs on me.. carefully watching every move I've been making… Justin allowed the water to wash out the suds from his hair, its funny how he mentioned Death, Arachne and Giriko, and not Drake… now how can that be… how dose Drake keep himself concealed from his radar.. unless… he`s somehow bypassing his Keene sight.. he did say he was the eye of everything..

The Priest ridded away at his un ending questions, snapping back into reality, grinning at the fact of Giriko, the expression on his face when he would make his way back, seeing him sprawled out on his bed in the little maid get up Arachne gave him, Justin traced his hands up on his legs, feeling the slight stubble they gave, hmm.. maybe I should shave… I normally shave in the summer just because of the heat.. but this is different… Giriko`s hands will be all over my body, feeling me up.. just the thought of the brunette touching him made him shiver, excitement, fear, and desire filled his chest, allowing his heart to skip a beat.

The thought of tonight excited him, the guillotine grabbed for Giriko`s shaver, I don't think he'll mind.. this is all for him anyway. Justin smiled, picking up the saws shaving cream, lathering up his legs and the little armpit hair he had, beginning to shave. The thought of his sisters advise made its way into his head, and with that, he started to sing.

"You say you wonder your own land, but when I think about it I don't see how you can. You're aching, you're breaking and I can see the pain in your eyes; says everybody's changing and I don't know why."

Justin allowed the words to flow out of his mouth, the thought of the lyrics chilled him, "So little time, try to understand that I'm, trying to make a move to just stay in the game; I try to stay awake and remember my name, but everybody's changing and I don't feel the same."

Yes that's right, everybody is changing, the world is changing with every passing moment, and here I am frozen in my own little world, to scared to change and create my own path. The blonde smirked, getting ready to sing the next verse;

"You're gone form here and soon you will disappear, fading into a beautiful light, cause everybody's changing and I don't feel right." The Priest snag the rest of the song, putting more passion, and emphasis into the words than he meant to, shaving away at the rest of his legs, satisfied with the warm smooth feeling the water gave, hitting his freshly shaven skin, soon frowning at the thought of a somewhat empty void; I don't feel the same.. I don't feel right, because everybody's changing, while I'm still frozen within the past.. the blonde sighed, smiling at his thoughts, although, soon I won't have to; Giriko will open my eyes to the truth.

Justin turned the water off, scooting the curtain away, slowly stepping out of the shower as he grabbed for the towel on the rack, drying his body off, ridding his body of the cold air, as he dampened the towel with excess water from his hair, ruffling it in a harsh manner, grabbing for his robe on the floor, putting the towel back up on the rack to dry; quickly wrapping his body in the silk, making his way out of the room.

The blonde stepped out of the bathroom, fastening up his robe, as he squatted, picking up his pants and under garments from the floor, folding them up nice and neat up on the bed with the rest of his cloths, picking them up walking over to his suitcase, laying them back into the case. The blonde laid his hand up on his stomach, feeling it growl, good thing I have that left over Thai in the fridge. The blonde smiled, getting up from the floor, heading his way to the fridge, taking out the leftovers, popping the dish into the microwave allowing it to warm, soon only to be caught off guard by the candles, a bottle of wine with a note setting aside on the counter above the fridge, how in the world did I miss on seeing that.

Justin walked over to the display; Drake must have put these here while I was in the shower.. he is so rude when it comes to people's personal space.. the blonde slightly frowned in irritation. He took a hold of one of the candles, hmm, these are bigger than I thought they would be.. he must of paid a shiny penny for them form the looks of it. Justin put his nose close to it, taking in the scent of Orchid, pleased by its scent.

The Priest put the candle aside by the other two, now examining the wine, Masseto Tenuta dell`Ornellaia; wow, that's one expensive Italian wine.. the blonde smiled at his attempt to help, okay.. now for the letter. The Priest took a hold of the folded piece of paper, unraveling it,

Dear Justin;

I'm terribly sorry to barge in on you like this, but I allowed myself in since you didn't seem to mind earlier; I noticed your cloths sprawled out of the bed and floor, assuming you were taking a shower by the sounds of it; I must say, you have a lovely voice, do enjoy my finest wine and the candles I bought you for your special night. With many apologies on my rudeness.

Drake

Justin folded the piece of paper back up, setting it up on the counter top, it almost looks like he ripped that piece of paper from his little journal he had earlier. The blonde couldn't help but feel bad about his irritation towards the man, even if he was weird.

The guillotine turned his attention towards the left of him, hearing the microwave go off, looks like my leftovers are ready, with that Justin took the plate out, headed over to his bed, taking in the first bite of Thai.

Giriko knelt down next to the corpse, coiling his finger around the blood, taking in the last bit of crimson, nothing but an empty vessel lay beside him "Thanks for the meal, deary." The saw sneered at his blunt joke, examining the dead dear, her neck twisted, broken, sweetly resting in the fresh snow covered earth.

The brunette looked at his hands, seeing how they were starting to regain their true color, his eyes beginning to darken into a chocolate brown. The saw rested his aviators on the crown of his head, slowly making his way through the rest of the forest, looks like I might need to pick up another snack along the way, although I'm fairly satisfied. I don't think it will hurt to indulge myself. The dark weapon chuckled darkly under his breath, "Animal blood is just fine, I don't need human blood to survive you fucking asshole." Although its much more tasteful. The saw frowned a bit, remembering the sweet bitter taste of the blonde back at the lodge, what I would give to drink your blood with out hurting you.. the brunette sighed at the bitter truth, stepping on a twig, listening to it crunch between the sol of his shoe.

"Hey, I think I heard something over to the west." The brunette heard a man state.

"Yeah, I did too, you want to go check it out?" the saws eyes widened, pushing the deer into the shaded brush, leaping into a near by tree, hiding within the pine, concealing himself from the approaching figures, that voice.. I know that voice.. but why, why the hell dose she sound so fucking familiar.. the saw watched as the shadows crept their way closer, cascading across the snowy ground. That's when he saw them, a particular man in a lab coat, with his partner, a woman with blonde hair, dressed up in her winter gear, a brown scarf wrapped around her head, its.. Marie?… what the fuck are they doing here.. did I cross the border, or are they in Lowe territory. You have not right to be here! The brunette scowled under his breath, lingering within the tree, watching them intently, not allowing his eyes to wonder.

"So what exactly are we looking for again?" the blonde headed woman concurred. Giriko watched as her partner cranked the screw in his head, hearing an audible click before replying,

"Death wanted us to investigate Lowe for anything out of the ordinary, Lord Death including myself felt a disturbing negative wavelength within the Lowe area about four hours ago, our goal is to try to investigate thouse disturbances, to see if what were looking for is actually are personal assumption to what had happened earlier."

Giriko watched Marie cock her head to the side, complete confusion on her face, "What do you mean, you make no scene.. what is with you and Sid lately, always talking in riddles, not truly answering anyone's questions about today's event… are you and Sid hiding something, do you two and Death know something us Death scythes don't.." the saw watched her confusion turn to irritation, listening to her voice raise a couple decibels, "Because if you are, its unlawful; I'm a Death Scythe I deserve to know what going on too Stine!"

The saw watched her anger fade, seeing how the stitched face man put his arms around her shoulders, "Marie, I'm sorry, but that is classified information; if I tell you, I'd be breaking a rule with Death, this thing that were dealing with, I can't even being to wrap my mind around, what were dealing with is out of our control, so please try to stay clam, and just trust me on this."

So Shibusen has knowledge of my father.. what Justin told me is actually true; I remember him telling me that the people of the names Sid and Stine know of the Book of Sou.. the saw smirked mauking the professor a bit, but the Book of Sou never stated anything about my name or of the man who wrote the book, good luck trying to unravel that riddle why don't you.

The saw sneered, drawing his attention back to the two conflicting adults, seeing how the woman had now calmed down, giving Stine a quick hug, knowing that he didn't really approve of affection, "So, what was the point of you bringing me out here, when you could have had Sid come out with you, since you both know what to truly look for." Snarled the hammer.

Marie listened to Stine clear his throat, "Sid although knowledgeable about these events, wouldn't be much of a help if I was attacked, although I'd be able to manage perfectly on my own in combat, Death wanted me to bring you along just in case I needed to weald a weapon."

Giriko watched as the screw headed professor warmly smiled to the blonde, "He suggested me on bringing you because he knew you wouldn't pry and ponder where you need not be."

Marie looked up to her partner, lightly nodding at his statement. "What's the matter Marie?" Giriko watched as she looked up, feeling Stine nudge her shoulder, rubbing her arm in somewhat of an attempt for comfort.

"I-It`s nothing." Hesitated the blonde, seeing how Stine rouse his brow to her.

"Oh? And why might that be, if I may ask, you know your not a really good liar Marie."

The saw watched her tilt her head to the ground, before looking back up again, her eyes welting up with tears; "I know, I'm just worried, Justin has been gone for a week now, its not like him to just get up and leave like this, at least not with out some sort of notice, this just isn't like him at all."

The blondes eyes widened in realization, "What if something happened to him, what if he's injured, been taken hostage by one of our fellow enemies, or worse, been killed! If something happened to him, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself, I was assigned to be his legal guardian by Death, when his parents weren't there for him, what if he's out there and he needs our help, I can't just go on countless missions, and go though out my days as if nothing has happened, Stine; I just can't do it anymore! I know I'm supposed to be strong, but I just can't—"

Giriko watched Stine wrap his arms around her trembling body, cooing positive thoughts into her head that was now buried beneath his arm, "Marie, its alright; you haven't failed anyone, Justin will be alright I know he's capable, he became a death scythe at the age of 13, and by himself too; he's a legend, the youngest to ever become a death weapon; you should be more confident in him than you are, always treating him as if he's unable to fend for himself, he's not the 12 year old boy you were assigned to take care of anymore, he's grown up, thanks to you, give him some credit, he's stronger than you think."

Marie was stunned, not prepared for any sort of affection to come from her partner, a scientist, a man who shows no sort of emotion, and for that, Marie became overwhelmed with comfort, "yeah, your right, I need to stay strong, not just for him, but for the students as well."

Giriko soon watched her smile fade, replaced with an agony almost painful, "I just can't help but wonder if Justin is actually dead, his wavelength has been lost of the past week, almost like he never existed, it happened so sudden, what if he truly is dead?"

Marie met the professors monotone expression, "I`m not for sure on that statement, but I can assure you, he`s not dead, his soul would have slowly faded, instead of disappearing all at once." The stitched face man a gusted his glasses, "In my own assumption, he has been cloaking himself somehow, or someone has been doing it for him, because if he was taken hostage, he would have replied to us thought the mirrors, he knows the number sequence, so I don't think he`s in any sort of harm."

Giriko watched her expression humble, still uncertain about it all, but some how at ease, "your probably right, I`m just paranoid that's all." Stine watched Marie fig-it with her hair, tightening the scarf around her head, still not comfortable with the whole situation.

The blonde looked up when something caught her eye, "Here, why don't you take this book, and try to look for any type of trans enchantment circles, there are only a few, but its still important to be on the look out for them, will be able to analyze them to figure out who created the circles, hopefully leading us to the enchanter responsible."

"Okay, sounds like a plan." The blonde giggled, "but we should first scan the premises and surrounding area of Lowe before questioning any of the villagers, I know they wont be willing to speak up, Justin had first hand experience with that, when he arrived at Lowe, helping out Maka, Soul and Crona a while ago."

The saw watched the professor node in agreement, "Yeah, your right about that, the people here are really shady, I would be too with the history this village has, including all their secrets as well."

With that, Giriko watched the pair wonder farther into the woods, with Marie opening the book, starting to inform herself with some of Lowe's secrets.

The saw kept a close eye on them, until they ceased to exists, blending into the pine, and naked tree branches, so from the looks of it, Shibusen seems to have a hold of an Enchantment theory book as well, I wonder what else they have in that God forsaken library of theirs. The saw jumped out from the tree he was in, landing perfectly on his feet, puzzlement crept its way back onto his face, Marie mentioned something about being a care taker for Justin, mentioning that his parents no longer cared for him.. he mentioned on the way to the lodge about trying to impress his parents, having little to no luck with it… what could he have done so wrong to deserve to be shunned by his own flesh and blood. It can't be because of his sexuality, can it?

The thought of Justin crept its way back into his cranium, maybe I should give him a call, see if he`s doing all right… maybe ask him about his parents try to get information on why Marie took care of him.. but at the same time, maybe that's not a good idea, he'll know I ran into her somehow, and start to ask me a series of questions, I don't need to be confronted with any more of thouse for a while..

The saw let out an audible sigh, slowly making his way back to his car, keeping a sharp eye out for any sort of movement, preventing himself from running into any more of Shibusen`s fellow members.

Justin sat on the bed, still in his rob, his hair damp, soaking into the lining of the silk sheets, the blonde ran his fingers through his hair, sighing to himself, I wonder when Giriko`s going to be back, he`s been out in Lowe for over three, almost four hours… I wonder if he`s coming back.. what if he abandoned me here… it would be something he would do, wouldn't it?

The priest rolled onto his stomach, grumbling to himself, he wouldn't do that, he couldn't, I wouldn't be able to look at my life the same if he did… I can't see him doing that to me.

The blonde rested the side of his face on the silk, softly smiling as he grunted, slowly raising his head up from the bed, hearing the ring of a phone, did Giriko leave his phone.. or is that the hotel`s— he heard the phone ring for the second time.

The blonde managed to pick himself up off from the bed, sliding onto his feet, briskly walking towards the phone, as it rang a third time.

"Umm, hello.. this is Justin, how can I help you?.." the blonde listened to a man chuckle, this better not be some sick joke Drake is—

"Hey Blondie, how's your day been?" Justin sighed in relief, its you, I knew you wouldn't walk out on me, Giriko, I love you; I love you so much.

Justin swallowed the lump in his chest, trying his hardest to control his heart from its constant flutter, containing his joy, "Hey, its you; I`m assuming that your on your way back since your calling, and my day was interesting to say the least. I`m surprised that you kept your promise to call me back."

Justin heard the brunette softly snort, shortly greeted with a chuckle, hearing the smile in his voice, "Hey I break a lot of things, but never promises, well usually." The blonde heard him sigh,

"Hey Justin, I`m sorry that I wasn't able to take you with me, I just had to take care of the villagers, and take care of some personal things as well. I uhh, was going to pick up some dinner on the way back, but I sort of already ate, so um, feel free to order something, or I can pick something up on the way back if you want."

The brunette heard him giggle on his end of the receiver, "No, that's fine, I`m actually not that hungry for once." The blonde heard his partner sneer on the other end of the line,

"Is this due to me not being there, or are you troubled by something, cause if you are, you know you can talk to me, right?" the saw listened to a silent pause, only being able to hear the shallow audible breathing of the Priest.

"Yes, there are things that are bothering me, I wont lie, but I`m not too worried about that right now, I just want you here, I need you back." Justin listened to the saw chuckle.

"Hmm, alright; will get back to the personal questions later, I can tell your not ready to talk about them just yet, which is alright, since I haven't been throw with my problems either." The brunette listened to his blonde huff.

"Yeah, you can say that again." Giriko couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, I know your right, so I thought I would make it up to you when I get back; we can do whatever you want, my treat, I want to make our last night here memorable, maybe I can take you out somewhere, or we can rent a movie and get something to snack on. Its up to you by all means."

Giriko heard the guillotine sigh, "Yeah, I`m actually ahead of you on that, I have something planned for when you return, but it's a surprise, so don't get any ideas about prying it out of me, I won't budge, I want this to be special, and I want you to know that its something special to me, that's all the hint I`m giving you, so don't think about asking, alright?"

Justin listened to him sigh, "Yeah, yeah; whatever, so I'll talk with you when I get back then?" Giriko listened to him giggle,

"Yeah, I'll see you then, I want you to know I love you; even if you don't feel the same."

Justin listened to a long pause, hearing his partner grumble with hesitation, "Y-yeah, I know you do.. well, see you later." Justin listened his phone click, then a dial tone on his end of the receiver; is it bad for me not to feel any sort of sadness for him not loving me in the same way… the blonde sighed, slightly shaking his head, but than again, I knew what to expect from him. The blonde put the phone back on the hook, he wasn't going to allow something so little as words bring him down, at least not tonight, because tonight was going to be special, this memory was going to be with him forever.

The blonde pleasurably sighed to himself, walking up to the counter, putting the Masseto into the fridge to chill, tonight will be memorable for the both of us, wont it. The blonde sighed to himself, I should inform Drake not to fret with any sort of dinner.. to be honest, I don't think will have time to eat once we both get to work. Justin giggled at the thought, while picking the phone off from the receiver, dialing the main room number, engraved into the phones metallic coating,

"This is Drake at the front desk, how may I help you, or direct your call."

Justin rolled his eyes, slightly chuckling, "Hey Drake, it's Justin, I`m calling you to inform that I`m canceling dinner preferences for tonight, I just got off the phone with Giriko, and were both not terribly hungry, so if you don't mind the inconvenience."

Justin felt him smirk within the phone as he chuckled, "Mr. Law, that is completely fine by me, oh and by the way, did you enjoy the Masseto and Candles I brought up to your room, although you were in the shower; I have to say, you have an incredible voice for someone your age."

Justin stood there, lost in thought, completely caught off guard by how forward he was with his approach, "Y-yes, thank you.. I also did appreciate the candles and Masseto, thanks for bringing it up to the room, even if I was in the shower, I appreciate the note you left, so it felt less creepy that way instead of me walking out to find the stuff just laying on the counter."

Justin listed to the man snort, "Aww, Justin; you amuse me to no end, I can see why Giriko finds a liking to you, oh and speaking of the devil, why are you two not ordering dinner, have something else planned. Thinking of treating Giriko with some dessert when he arrives back to the room?"

The Priest froze in his track, looking all around the room for any sort of camera or listening device, finding none, what in the world.. dose he know about this whole spiel of mine.. how could he… although he said he is the eye of everything.. just like Arachne… Justin felt a shiver go down his spine, the thought of Arachne and Drake knowing things like these creped him out on levels unexplainable in words.

"Uhh, no; nothing like that, just watch a movie in the room, maybe eat some strawberries, possibly get in the hot tub before we go." Dose he know I`m lying…

Justin heard him sigh on the other end of the line, "Justin your lying though your teeth, there are no Strawberries in the fridge anymore, remember, I looked in the fridge before leaving, although I have to give you credit, your lie would be very much believable to anyone else. Well I got to go, have more logs to write in my journal, see you out tomorrow morning when you leave." The Priest listened to him chuckle, "Oh and by the way, have fun tonight." That's when Justin heard the receiver click, followed by a tone.

Oh geez, this man can be a different level of creepy.. Justin sighed in disbelief, dose he have no shame for butting into other people's lives?…

The blonde shook his head, smiling a bit, hanging the phone up once again, picking up the three candles while leaving the box of matches on the counter, as he set the Orchid scented lights around the edge of the hot tub, hmm, so when Giriko walks into the room, it will be pitch dark, with only the light from the candles, until I turn the lamp on, and he sees me in my little out fit and attacks me sexually.. Justin giggled at the thought.. Oh my, I`m bad aren't I? The Blonde giggled once again, having vivid images of such carnal things pulse though out his mind.

Justin sighed, smiling to himself, well, I guess its time to open up that box Arachne gave me, see what's all in there to begin with. The blonde took in a deep breath, walking slowly to where he slept, crouching down fumbling around underneath the bed for the metal box, aww there you are. Justin inhaled nervously, sliding the box from underneath the bed frame, hoisting it up on the sheets of his comforter, okay, the moment of truth here, once again..

Justin looked at the box, seeing how the lock was still attached to it, oh yeah; I put the key in the side pocket of my suitcase. Justin walked over to his bag, fishing for the key on the side of the bag, until he felt for it, grabbing it out from within the suitcase. The Priest shakenly took the key in his grasp, steadily walking over to his bedside, okay, now to look at everything in this box Arachne gave me..

The blonde felt chills go down his spine, hearing the lock click open, setting it aside on the sheets, looking at everything inside this time, okay lets see here; looks like I have pheromonal lotions.. I already knew that, a c-couple of v-vibraters… maybe I can tease Giriko with thouse… um.. cherry apple blossom lotion, and powder? Wow Giriko must really like that scent. Justin took the items out one by one, placing them neatly on the sheets of the bed.

Okay, what else here.. looks like a maid out fit.. with some stockings.. and… a black and blue laced thong… with a leg tie… o-oh my, my.. Justin became overwhelmed with embarrassment, as well at the same time filled with excitement. Umm.. okay… what else. Looks like I have a little light blue chocker and lacey headband as well… with a leash for Giriko.. Arachne you thought of everything didn't you. Justin giggled, thinking of how to go about using all this.

Hmm, so first I'll have the candles burning way ahead of time, so the room smells nice, I'll have the Masseto setting aside next to the bed, I'll have the pheromonal lotions resting on the bed with me.. and I'll chain Giriko up with the leash, making sure he behaves before having his way with me, hmm. Sounds like a plan to me. The blonde giggled, untying his robe, watching it fall gracefully to the floor, reaching for the maid outfit, fastening it on his body with its side zipper, next, putting on the panties, greeted with the light blue laced stockings, putting on the head band, lastly to fasten the light blue choker around his neck.

The blonde took in a deep breath, walking up to the life size mirror ahead of him. Justin saw how the dress hugged his body like a glove, showing off his figure, seeing how it cut off just below his cheeks, slightly being able to see his undergarments. The blonde blushed at the thought, bringing his attention towards the lacey blue stockings of his, seeing how they went all the way up his thigh, watching how they complemented the halter top like dress perfectly with its light blue fringe siding. Bringing his gaze up the blue band around his head, hugging his golden locks, matching perfectly with the light blue chocker around his neck, all this seemed to compliment his eyes, Giriko is going to freak when he sees me.. the blonde felt his knees weaken; I wonder what he will do to me first.. I wonder what it will feel like, to have him inside of me tonight.. the blonde felt his entire face redden, I can't wait for tonight.

The Priest looked at himself in the mirror once more, twirling around, watching his skirt like maid dress hover above his waist, revealing his fringe thong panties. The blonde smiled, pleasurably sighing to himself, grabbing the pheromonal lotions, walking over to the tiny table between their beds, setting the lotions there, same with the leash and vibraters.

The blonde brought his attention to the clock on the wall, hmm, 5:40, Giriko will be here in less than or right at 20 minutes. The blonde smiled, taking the cherry apple blossom lotion and powder into the bathroom with him, beginning to rub it into the part of his chest that was bare and all up his arms, letting his skin soak in the scent, soon only to powder his cheeks with the scented powder, doing the same to his neck the part of his chest you could see and arms, I think that will do the trick. The blonde twisted up on his heal, heading back to the bedroom, putting the lotion and powder back into the box, hiding it back underneath his bed, putting the keys on the counter, grabbing the matches, lighting the candles that laid on the edge of the hot tub, watching their embers glow their bluish orange light, walking over to the fridge, getting the Masseto out along with the white and peach like roses, seeing how they where chilled enough, setting the Masseto on the table between there beds. Shortly after, taking the two roses, plucking the petals, laying them randomly on the bedspread, trying to set a sort of romantic mood.

Justin giggled to himself, almost too excited to the point that he thought he was going to burst, the blonde walked over to his bag once again, pulling out his ipod, walking over to the doors entrance, shutting the lights off, only having the light of the candles to comfort him with a warmth he never thought he could feel in a place so dark. I can't wait, I just can't wait, Justin plugged his headphones in, listening to the song again and again by the bird and the bee, begin to fill his ear drums.

Giriko looked back in his rear view mirror, watching Shibusen slowly fade away from his vision, thank God Marie wasn't out and about like earlier.. hell, I don't think I could afford being exposed, she would know I was going back the way I came, and probably convince Death to send troops out to investigate.. the brunette slouched in the seat of his car, grumbling to himself, tightening the grip on the steering wheel, hearing the leather tighten beneath his grip, my father stated to everyone in Lowe that he was going to make everyone perish and pay for their faults, it`s all because of me… God.. their probably just terrified..

The brunette couldn't help but worry, since that was all he was good at doing lately, fuck.. I really hope that their keeping their thoughts safe, and not sharing information amongst themselves, when I specifically said not too.. Lowe villagers are notorious on bending and breaking rules, but I don't think I`m going to have to worry about this one, because their own life's are at stake here…

The saw smirked a bit, trying to ease the tension that he felt, creep its way back into his body; hell what if Justin isn't safe with me in the next couple of days.. what if someone from Lowe slips up and my father finds out about Justin and takes him away from me, leaving me with no one once he gets his hands on Vincent.. crap, I hope that doesn't end up fucking happening.. damn it I need to stop thinking like this!

The brunette didn't even notice his speed, seeing how he was going 30 over the limit, the hell, no ones out, might as well, I'll get to spend more time with Justin in that case.

The brunette furrowed his brow, increasing his speed, seeing the outlining of the lodge in the distance, I`m going to have to brake the news to Justin tonight.. I promised to do anything he wanted, but I`m going to have to break our day short and head back to Arachnophobia.. at least I know it's somewhat safe there… Drakes one hell of an Enchanter, but nothing compared to my father or me..

The brunette sighed, making his way up the road to the lodge, I`m going to have to break the news to him, tell him I don't want him anymore; that he`s nothing but a pathetic nuisance.. although none of that is true.. I can't afford him getting hurt, or possibly killed by my own stupidity.

The saw found a nice place to park, settling his car neatly in the stall, taking the keys out of the ignition, stepping out, feeling the breeze hit his skin, as he locked his car, listening to it beep twice before making his way up to the lodges entrance.

When the saw entered the waiting room, he looked directly at the main desk, seeing how Drake wasn't at his post, watching him walk around in the back, filing away at documents; hm, must be more Shibusen crap.. the dark weapon saw this as a easy way of escape from endless repetitive questions having no hesitation on walking pass the frantic man, experiencing not problems of being stopped with his non stop questioning, finally, once in my life I don't have to talk to the man..

Giriko stepped into the elevator, making his way up to the top of the building, knowing it would take some time to get to the top with as many floors as this lodge had, thankfully for Giriko, he was alone, content within his own little space, not having to interact with anyone, and like always, he liked it that way.

The brunette rested his body on the wall of the elevator, resting his elbows on the side bar of the walls, Giriko, you know your going to have to tell Justin about all this at some point. The saw swallowed deeply, feeling the welt go down his throat, as much as I don't want to do it.. I`m going to have to break his heart, it's the only way to keep him safe..

The brunette slowly allowed his lungs to consume the surrounding air, deeply concentrating on his breathing, trying to slow his pulse, hearing the elevator ding, slowly opening to his floor, alright this is it.. now to B-213…

The saw drug his feet on the carpet, not wanting to have any part in hurting the blonde, although he knew he had to do it at some point in time, maybe I can postpone this and talk to him about it another day.. the saw shook at his head, no, no; I can't back out like a fucking coward, my father's a coward, I don't want to be anymore like him than I already am.. I need to do this, quick and painless as possible, almost like ripping a Band-Aid off.. it will be cake..

The brunette looked at the sign on the door, seeing how it read B-213; okay this is it. the brunette took in a deep breath, inserting the key into the knob of the door, slowly twisting it open.

The brunette opened the door slowly, having a settle smell of Orchid touch his senesces, allowing the light from outside to illuminate in the back of the room, exposing the hot tub with the three lit candles, candles, what do we need candles for? The brunette became puzzled by this, about to turn the light switch on; "No, don't. Leave the light off, and close the door." The saw was taken off guard by the Priests assertiveness, but instead of questioning the blonde teen, he did as he was instructed.

"Good, now that were alone in the dark, I`m going to approach you, don't move just stay were you are."

The blonde heard his partners breath quicken, "Justin, this isn't like you, being extra secretive like this, acting this weird, please tell me what`s wrong." The blonde felt touched by his sudden act of caring, making him sigh a bit.

"Giriko, I promise you I`m alright, nothings going on okay, just trust me on this." the brunette, heard him get off from the bed, slowly stepping his way towards him, listening to his breathing, knowing he was getting closer. The brunette looked around the darkened room, trying to allow his eyes to adjust to the moving shadows, having no luck in the process, that`s when he felt the blonde touch his cheek, giving him a quick kiss on the lips, before hearing a jingle, then something fastened around his neck,

"Justin, why in the hell are you shackle guarding me again, I didn't do anything wrong.. God you're so fucking annoying at times." The brunette tried to feel for the Priest's arm, only to find a chain attached to the clasp around his neck, wait.. what? What is this.. The brunette extended his arm, grabbing for the blonde`s forearm, feeling his hand touch his shoulder, wait a minute.. is he naked? The brunette ventured his hand across his shoulder, feeling the top part of his chest bare, tracing his fingers slightly around the lining of his clavicle, only to be met with a swat of a hand,

"Hands off for now, your going to do what I say and nothing more alright, I need you to trust me on this okay?" the brunette roughly blinked, trying to get his eyes to adjust once more, having no luck, fuck, what the hell;

"Justin, I demand that you tell me what's going on, something isn't adding up."

Hell, did he find out who I was.. is he planning on killing me off in some sick sexual way.. crap, I wish I could read his mind, or see in the dark like I used to.. but I can't, for now… I'm just going to have to follow orders..

The saw felt himself be tugged along next to the blonde, felling his knee hit the side of the bed, what the hell are you planning Justin?.. "Giriko, sit down, alright." The saw swallowed hard, hearing the blonde sit, sliding his body onto the bed, soon only to have himself do the same, wait what is this.. Its soft. The brunette picked one up, rubbing it in-between his fingers, petals, rose petals?… what? , the saw was brought back to reality, feeling the blonde touch his face once more, softly kissing his lips, gliding his tongue across the surface of his lips, slightly pocking his tongue into the brunette's mouth, demanding entrance, Giriko, I don't think you know how good you taste.

The saw started to wrap his arms around the blonde's shoulders, only to be pushed off from him, breaking their kiss, why the hell is he being so temperamental.. and… he smells like cherry apple blossoms.. God he smells good.

The brunette could feel himself smile, reaching out to touch the blonde, only to be pulled away from him once again, damn it, he needs to stop doing this to me… leading me on just to push me off.. then again, I'm going to be doing the same to him soon.. "Justin, we need to talk about something, its important, something I found out in Lowe today by Vincent… that my—"

The brunette looked up, seeing the lamp illuminate the room, looking at the blonde before him, his breath caught in the pit of his throat, not being able to breath, only gasp, the blood pulsing its way to his mid section, feeling himself tighten with in his jeans, Justin, a Priest dressed in a maid outfit, having a blue ribbon laced around his head, a dress only long enough to slightly cover his crotch, hugging his chest perfectly, cutting off so you could see his shoulders, and stalkings that went all the way up his thighs; holy shit, holy shit, holy shit… no way, just not way!

The brunette unzipped his jacket, tossing it to the floor, quickly to unfasten the belt around his waist, tossing it to the side, unbuttoning his pants zipping them down, allowing his member to breath, seeing how it stood strait up.. fuck, I didn't know I could get this horney, in such a short amount of time.. shit Justin, what are you doing to me? The brunette looked at Justin, then to the bed again, then to Justin once more, feeling his breath quicken as he gasped, grinning from ear to ear, "S-so… t-this is what you w-were up to… hell, you know how to make a man—" the brunette was cut off, having a pair of lips meet his, feeling the blonde attack his insides, the saw didn't have to think, he just did, he straddled himself up on top of the blonde, forcefully kissing him back, gliding his hands up his silky nylon thighs, cradling his hands around his partners bare bottom, squeezing forcefully, feeling the blonde groan from within his mouth, soon only to be yanked away with the leash around his neck.

"Bad, bad boy, bad." The priest proclaimed, grinning from ear to ear, "You've been naughty, you disobeyed, I never told you to straddle me, now you have to be punished, you naughty, dirty boy." So I see you've gotten that sexy tan of yours back, along with your chocolate eyes.

The saw felt his blood flow increase around his waist, feeling the priest push him onto the bed, slightly giggling under his breath; the saw panted, not having control of the sounds coming out form his mouth, feeling his pants be stripped off his legs; as the priest undressed him of his boxers, bending down, giving his length a good quick lick, "huh.. ah" the saw felt him kiss around his hips before coming back up, watching his partner quickly unbutton his shirt, ripping one of the buttons off in the process, aggravated with the fact that his cloths weren't coming off as fast as he wanted them to.

The brunette, looked at the Priest wide eyed, nothing but lust, fear, and excitement filled thouse brown iris's of his; "Now then, since you miss-behaved, I get to do what I want, and your going to let me, like the good little boy you are." Giriko looked at the blonde towering above him, slightly nodding, grinning in the process, oh god.. what is he going to do to me… hell, I hope he blows me, maybe better yet, get up on me and let me fuck him. The brunette kept ginning until he saw what the blonde had in his hand, "Wait what, a vibrater?! There's no way in hell I'm letting you do that to me!"

The blonde cocked an eye brow, "Your just a naughty, disobedient boy tonight aren't you?" the blonde set the vibrater to the side of him, sitting up on the saws waist, tracing his fingers around the brunettes nipples, "Looks like you might need some reinforcement, so you know who's in charge around here." The blonde grinned, gripping hard on the saws nipples, feeling him jump as his head arched off the bed, "A-ahhhhh, harder." The blonde sneered, obeying his request, gripping tighter, listening to him gasp and moan, crying out for more, Giriko, I never knew you were capable of such noise, oh my, this is quite a sight. The priest grinned, watching his partner trash back in ecstasy, seeing how his eyes drooped half close with nothing but the lust for pain.

"Oh, my, my; what's this? Looks like I`m not the only one who enjoys being in pain." The guillotine only tightened his grip, listening to him cry out with a series of soft moans,

"Yes, yes; I'll let you, I'll let you, just do it before I change my mind."

The blonde snickered, giving them one last squeeze before letting go, "That's a good boy now, not so naughty after all." The blonde knelt down, licking each of his nubs, making him jump from the unexpected wetness it brang, "Now, now; why don't you spread your legs out and let me get to work."

The chainsaw, looked at him bewildered, not expecting someone like him to take on so much control, the thought of this made him grin, spreading his thighs like the guillotine wanted him to, "You better get to work, so I can have my fun with you later on."

The blonde towered over him, harshly grabbing a hold of his hardened member, making him grunt, "well then, what makes you think that you're the one who will take control when I`m done with you, that's for me to decide." The brunette looked at him shocked, only to gasp, feeling something foreign wedge its way between his cheeks.

The brunette first tightened, not wanting to give into the motion, soon only to relax, feeling the vibration kick in, pulsating thought out the nerves of his back, fuck, this feels good.. fuck, holy shit, holy shit, holy fuck, Justin..

The blonde watched in amusement, seeing how his partners eyes fluttered down into pure lust, enjoying ever movement he was receiving, by the soft gasps of pleasure emitting from his cracked lips; "huh, A-aah, mmnaaa." The saw tilted his head back, arching his torso slightly from the sheets, the feeling of the priest speeding up into his hot cavern, hitting his prostate, sending a vibrant pleasure thought out his body, only excited him ever so more when the blonde started to jerk him off to the beats of his back side, perfectly matching the motions, making the saw cry out even more, gasping, moaning, pleading as he took in air.

"Justin, Justin, oh fuck, Justin; this feels so goo- ahh." The blonde felt his heart race, his breath quicken, hearing the saw repeat his name in such a seductive voice, sending chills down his spine; watching his cheeks blush a pinkish red, as his eyes stayed half way closed, emitting soft sounds, moaning louder than ever before, feeling the guillotine jam the vibrater more into him, harshly pumping his member, the feeling of slick oils caked his dick, the sensation intensifying with the pheromones they gave, only to hear his partner cry out once more, listening to his breath catch, watching his fingers grip the sheets, feeling his own juices cover up his abdomen.

The guillotine sat there painting, watching what he had just made the saw do, carefully examining his face, full of such satisfaction, while his body sat there shaking slightly, over stimulated, Giriko, you can be quite feminine without ever knowing it. The blonde sneered at this realization, hearing the saw gasp out, as he started to lap up his seed, swallowing the milky bitter taste it gave. The guillotine giggled, listening to his partner still trying to catch his breath, gasping in the process, the blonde kissed the saws chest and abdomen, licking and nipping along the way, feeling his strong shoulders and pecks though out his bony pale fingers, my, my Giriko; you and that six pack of yours, along with your pecks and shoulders.. I just can't get enough of you; I don't think that I ever will. The guillotine sighed one last time before meeting the saw with a harsh wet kiss.

The brunette opened his eyes once the kiss was broken, "Wh-what has gotten into you Justin?" the guillotine straddled his way onto the saws lap, smirking down at him;

"What do you mean, I had this whole thing planned out this morning, I waited for you all hot and flustered for 20 minutes in this outfit, sitting all alone in this room, while I was waiting, I thought to myself on how to go about your punishment, for making me sit here in the dark for you."

The saw just laid there, confessed more then ever; what the hell.. I-I can't believe that he just said that… hell, fuck Justin, that's hot. The blonde watched his partner grin, "I never knew you could be so dominant, do you have any idea on how much of a turn on that is?"

The saw watched as his partner began to flush in the cheeks, rapidly blinking his eyes, clearing his throat before he spoke; "Well, like I've told you before, I have had many fantasies about you, the day after we met, I couldn't get you out of my head, so I would allow my mind to wonder when at the time, I saw it as sinful to pleasure myself." The blonde looked away for a split second, before adjusting his eyes back onto the brunette, giving him a devious grin, "There's a lot you don't know about me, I may seem innocent minded of thouse that I meet, but in reality, I`m just a sexually crazed, deprived Priest."

The brunette started to feel his member tingle, the feeling lurking its way back into his lower limbs, the saw watched his blonde intently, swallowing hard in the process, fuck.. he`s serious about this, there's no hesitation in his face at all… hell, this is so hot, THIS IS SO HOT! "Uhh… w-what do you want m-me to do now?"

The saw watched the blonde creep towards him, giving him that monotone smile he always seemed to give when in a calm state, "For starters, lets take this collar off, you've behaved long enough." The saw just sat there, feeling the bony fingers of the Priest unbind him from his control. "N-now.. W-what?" the priest pulled him by his arm into a sitting position, slowly moving towards his ear, licking the shell of it before speaking, "I want you to love on me, understood?"

The blonde stroked the side of his face, giving him a kiss on the neck, listening to his breathing pick up, "Clear as Crystal." The saw brought his hands up to the blonds cheeks, planting his lips onto his, forcing his tongue in, feeling the Priest moan, sending chills down his spine, pressing his body up against the beds dash board. The brunette unlocked his lips from the blonde, listening to him pant, licking, biting, sucking on the sensitive skin of his neck, while moving his hands down his torso, feeling up his curved figure, bringing his hands down to the blondes back side, firmly grasping his cheeks, making him grunt and jump in the process, moving more down his thighs, feeling his firm, lean calves with the tips of his strong fingers.

The saw lightly bit down on Justin's lower lip, making him gasp; "Giriko, please," his tone was airy, broken while he panted;

"Yes what is it you want Priesty?" the brunette looked at the face of the blonde, seeing his eyes half closed in ecstasy, his hair curling around the tips of his ears, hugging his neck with a thin layer of sweat,

"Undress me." the guillotine watched as his lover grinned even wider, knowing he was the one in control now,

"And why do you want me to do that Blondie?" Giriko watched the blonde`s eyes adjust to his, narrowing down into a lustful tone, taking a grip on his chin, pulling at his goatee, giving him a small peck on the lips, whispering, having his hot breath touch his lips.

"Because, I want you to fuck me." the brunette stared at him wide eyed, wait… he just said.. oh god, holy shit.. OH GOD YES!

Justin was caught off guard, feeling the saws strong arms fragilely cradle his back kissing his lips softly, then his neck, shoulder, chest, with little spurts of saliva now and then. The blonde gasped, feeling the brunette sweep him off from the headboard into his arms, gently combing his hair behind his ears as he entered his mouth, slowly poking and prodding his way in, twirling him around with his tongue.

The blonde felt tingles down his spine, intently concentrating on the brunettes touch, feeling his slow smooth hands make their way to his crotch, making him slightly jump absorbing the sensation of the saw reaching into his panties, gently groping his groin, Giriko, oh Giriko, why are you so gentle now when you were so forceful with me earlier. Especially with something so sudden as this; the blonde sighed, feeling the saw take him more into his arms, nicely resting him on the sheets of the bed, gently starting to peal away at the stalkings around his thighs, kissing the bare skin of his legs in the process, making the blonde close his eyes, absorbing the sensation, Giriko, I feel like I've known you all my life, and yet, you still continue to amaze me.

The blonde smiled at this, letting out a soft groan, feeling a wetness coat his inner thighs, while the feeling of another hand started to strip away at the other stalking, "My, my, Justin; what`s this I feel? Smooth soft legs, you really went all out for this didn't you."

The saw listened to him sigh before speaking; "L-like I said, I wanted this night to be perfect, I didn't think that you would mind me using your shaver at all." The blonde listed to the saw grunt,

"No, not at all." The saw continued to kiss up the blondes legs, cradling both of his hands up the smooth backsides of his thighs, "oh wait, what's this now? A blue nylon garter, my, my; how naughty we are."

The blonde jumped, feeling the saw take the garter off with his teeth, feeling him slide it down his smooth skin, pulling it up from his foot, tossing it to the ground, gasping when he felt the saw place his toe in his mouth, beginning to suck on it as he swirled it around, "G-Giriko, quite teasing me.. please don't, not now; I want this."

The saw popped the Priest's toe from out of his mouth, looking at the heated mess he had created from below, only if you could see your face right now, how damn sexy you look. The saw sneered, chuckling darkly under his breath, "Why not Priesty, teasing you is half the fun."

The blonde felt his partner glide his hands up his legs, watching as his head started to get closer to his groin, gasping when he felt his teeth grab a hold of the thong around his waist, slowly pulling it off. The Priest looked up to the saw, seeing how the laced thong dangled between his teeth before tossing it to the floor. The blonde sat up, feeling his partner pull him up from the bed; Justin began to blush, watching the saw take a hold of his own member, "You see this, this big rock hark dick of mine will be scrambling your insides, now why don't you do the honors of getting your pretty little legs over here.

The guillotine swallowed hard, crawling his way over to the saws lap, "You ready?" the brunette watched as his companion looked to the sheets, nodding as he blushed, "Oh would you look at this? Someone who was so dominant earlier is now allowing me to take control? So unlike you, yet not surprising."

Giriko watched the blonde look up to him, his eyes half masked, leaning into his lips, kissing him long and passionately before creeping his way into his ear, "The only reason I was dominant with you, was to make sure you came, so when it came time to have sex, you were able to withstand it, so you could make me feel better, longer." The brunette stared strait into thouse lustful blue eyes of his, shocked by what he just heard, holy shit, holy shit, holy fuck, hell, how the fuck do you stay so damn sexy?!

The brunette wiped the lustful expression form his face, looking directly at the weapon in front of him, "Y-you sure you want me to do this Justin?"

The blonde met him with a reassuring smile, "Yes, more than anything." The brunette felt his breath quicken, the flow of blood increasing between his legs, listening to the blonde gasp as he slowly planted his way into his entrance, watching the lustful expression on Justin's face fade, turning into fear as he cringed, "A-ahhh.." the brunette listened to his painful cry, stopping himself form going in all the way, taken by surprise, feeling the blonde wrap his fingers around his shoulders, slightly digging his nails into his tan skin, watching as two small tears escaped his eyes when he blinked, "No, please don't… don't stop."

The blonde looked at the pained, sadden expression on his face, "Justin, I`m hurting you; that's the last thing I want to be doing to you right now, I don't like seeing you in pain." The brunette received a slight smile,

"I know, its going to be painful at first, I don't want you to stop, I want this more than anything, I want you inside of me, please, please, I want this." the saw cleared at his throat, holding the blonde by his shoulders in an attempt for comfort,

"Okay, but I`ll go slow at first, you just give me the sign when you want me to speed up, okay?"

The brunette watched the blonde nod, "I-I`m ready." Justin watched the brunette acknowledge him, slowly beginning to slide more of himself in, letting out a involuntary grunt, having himself move all the way inside, shit, Justin is much more tight and hot than I expected, there's no way I`m backing out of this now..

The brunette listened to the weapon howl with tainted pleasure, squinting his eyes close, allowing more tears to fall, thrashing his head back; "Justin, your doing good, its going to be hard at first, but you'll enjoy yourself once you loosen up, but before I go any further, I`m taking this dress off of you, I want to see your entire body before you cum." The brunette sighed to himself, watching the blonde node still with his eyes closed, beginning to unlace the back of the dress, unzipping the side zipper, nicely pulling the dress of his pale body.

The brunette steadied his breathing, regaining focus to the Priest, slowing his heart rate; lightly thrusting into the blonde, listening to him grunt in pain with every movement, watching as bulbous tears began to fall from his cheeks, "Justin, try to relax."

"I-I can't.. it hurts." Giriko felt the guillotine dig his fingers into his shoulders, scraping up some skin along the way, shit that stings. The brunette began to thrust a little more forceful, only making his cries worse,

"Justin, shh… shh, it`s alright, it`s alright, I'll make you feel good soon enough, just trust me okay, I`m going to be a little more forceful, just try to relax."

The blonde opened his violet blues, the crevasses of his eyes filled to the brim, allowing tears to stream down his face, nodding, giving the saw permission. "It will hurt at first, but I'll make the pain go away." The brunette hushly stated, listening to his blonde sniffle, trying to control his breath, the saw doing the same, concentrating on the task he had at hand. Laying the blondes tiny frame on the sheets, lifting his legs up, placing them around his shoulders.

The blonde muffled a scream, feeling the saw forcefully wedge himself in to and out of his entrance, keeping his lips tied shut, trying not to give into the pain; Giriko.. your so hot… I fear you might burn me.. the blonde grunted, feeling the brunette press more of himself in, m-my stomach.. it`s starting to hurt… please.. oh please God, when will this get better? The guillotine felt his lover thrust deeper into him, hitting something, a numbing sensation starting to overcome the pain, making him relax a bit, only to be met with another forceful thrust, giving him the relief that he was wanting to gain, loosening the grip around his entrance a bit more; his body starting to de-tense

He`s finally starting to relax, his body's starting to relax, I think I`m safe to go out on my plan. The blonde started to allow his eyes to droop, looking up to the brunette, eyes once so concentrated and direct, filled with a desire and eagerness, allowing the tips of his mouth to curl, it`s starting to feel numb.. with some sensation.. not quite pleasurable.. but not.. oh God, oh God, yes, Yes, YES! "huh.. mm..naaa…"

The brunette watched the Priest nod, making him grin even more, revving his engine, getting a rise out of the blonde, deepening his trusts, watching the blonde open his mouth, his neck curing towards the sheets, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, as he let out a long, hard moan.

"Giriko, Giriko; oh, fuck, Giriko; don't stop hitting that spot, oh God! Oh, A-ahhh!"

the brunette felt his heart race, his breath quicken, as he started to perspirate, rapidly speeding up, slowly intensifying the vibrations of his engine, watching the blonde melt into the sheets, puddleing above his body, pleading louder, lustfully crying out, griping the saws shoulders, digging his nail beds into his already scratched skin, wrapping his feet around his neck, "Oh God, Dear lord, don't stop.. don't do—AHHHHH!"

The blonde arched his body up off from the bed, feeling the saw grab a hold of his member, rubbing fast, hard on his rock hard length. Seeing how he trashed his body onto the bed, embedding his head into the sheets, letting out a pleasurable howl, "Giriko, oh Giriko, oh… Huh.. mmmnaa, A-ahh."

The saw watched the creases of his fingers fill up with a milky liquid, watching a pool of cum coat the center of his stomach, letting out a pleasurable grunt, the feeling of his penis beginning to be compressed into the blondes cheeks, seeing how the guillotine arched his back, giving the saw one last trust in, widening his violet blue, feeling his insides consume into a liquid heat, his muscles relax for the last time, feeling his legs give out, to numb to keep their hold, quickly landing on top of the sheets, letting out one more sigh, widening his eyes, feeling the saw pull out. Seeing how the dark weapon trembled before him, collapsing up on his body, shaking, all strength within him ceased.

"G-Giriko.. I- thought- that… you- were… used.. to.. having sex?" the saw lifted his body up enough to lay his head on the guillotines chest,

"I am, but.. I haven't hade sex… for over five months.. I've been, saving.. myself, for you." The brunette got up, failing at first, falling onto the blonde, only to get up again, getting a grip on the little strength he had left, slowly lowering his head to the blondes stomach, lapping up his cum, soon after, only to take his own hand, using it like a scope to drink the Priests juices from off of his abdomen.

The blonde watched him shakenly clean himself off, "W-hat.. do, you mean?"

The brunette finished cleaning himself off before responding to the blonde, catching his breath in the process, "I mean.. ever since I first met you… I made a promise to myself.. to keep myself for you.. so.. it would mean, something special."

The guillotine slightly smiled, lifting himself up from the beds` sheets, positioning himself into a sitting stance, "that's really.. sweet of you, I`m glad that you did." The blonde started to weaken, letting gravity weigh him to the bed, trying with all he head to get himself under the sheets, soon only to have the saw join him, intertwining his legs with that of the blonde`s, wrapping his arm around him, "Will clean up the mess tomorrow, sound good?"

The brunette sneered, "Yeah, sounds like a plan." Only he would be concerned about cleaning in the morning.. the saw was broken form his thoughts hearing the blonde clear his throat;

"Hey, by the way, what did you want to tell me about Lowe, what Vincent said to you?"

the saw froze, forgetting he tried on telling him the truth, "oh, he just said that he knew you weren't my cousin, cause we didn't look much alike, and was upset that I lied to him."

the guillotine nestled up more to his chest, "well, that's good to hear, I thought it was going to be much worse than that." The saw felt a sharp pain in his chest, knowing he was going to have to break his heart soon,

"Y-yeah, me too. So uh, we going to church tomorrow like you said."

The blonde felt his body tense, "Yeah, we are, like I said, I've never missed a day in my life."

The blonde felt a pain make its way into his chest, making it somewhat hard for him to breath, yeah… you'll be able to meet my parents, and more in likely, they will invite me over for dinner to try to find out more about you… I`m going to tell them about me, about us, although they more and likely wont approve… I`ll be able to leave their home with a clear conscious.

With that, the guillotine closed his eyes, pushing more of himself up to the saw, Giriko doing the same in response, both holding each other as close as possible, both knowing they hade to face their personal demons in the up coming days.

And done, finally, this chapter took me a good three and a half months to write, sorry for the long pauses in between chapters, the chapters are getting more intense and informative; I`m trying to make every detail possible and, critical to the up coming chapters; I hope you enjoyed the Yaoi; I know I loved writing it, in the next chapter, you will get to know more about Justin's past, his three brothers, sister, the rule of the guillotine, and why Justin isn't able to live at home. I love this story, and hope to see its end come out they way I want it to, although the chapters might be released at a much slower rate, they will be very good and descriptive. All I can tell you is to keep reading and share your comments, COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS GOOD! So if you continue to read this fandom of mine, stay tuned, and be prepared for the dark truth of Justin's past, future and present, in the next up coming chapter, and chapters: The Family and the Church.