"I mean it! You lay one finger on my boyfriend, and I will kill you!"
If Ashura had had any doubt of the nature of their relationship, the dark-haired man had just confirmed everything. So... you not only betrayed me, Fai... you shamelessly sold away your heart. A heart that belongs to me. He felt his anger simmering into a slow, boiling rage, burning his mind. As the guards dragged away the struggling ninja, Ashura felt something he hadn't expected - Fai had thrown himself against him, grasping at his neck... rebelling against his control.
In a sudden movement, he swung his arm, striking the thin blonde hard across the face with the back of his hand, watching unflinchingly as the wizard hit the ground and then lay motionless.
Fai-san! Ashura met another pair of eyes, one that had been hiding behind the pillar all this time. Frightened but determined brown eyes stared back at him. He almost laughed at what he saw. Children? You come after me with children, Fai? He didn't want to deal with these nuisances right now - he had no interest in them. At the moment, there was one man his anger was focused on. He turned to the door. "Kill him," he bellowed at the guards who held Kurogane.
Then, regaining some control, he paused. "Wait." The guards hesitated, waiting for orders. He saw the glimmer of hope that rose in the brown-haired boy's eyes, and a satisfied expression came over the King's face. "He will be executed in the morning," Ashura spoke coldly. The guards moved to drag the ninja to the dungeons. Fai would watch his lover die painfully, and then he would learn the price of betrayal.
He ordered the guards to carry the limp form to his bedroom. Pausing at the door, as if suddenly remembering Syaoran's existance, Ashura looked down at him with disdain. "I would run away, boy, if you know what's good for you." And with a swish of his robes, Ashura disappeared down the halls.
