The Demon I Love

Chapter 2

?: P.O.V

Kyungsoo shivered. Not only was it cold outside- he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.. Although it wouldn't surprise him if he were.  It seemed like he always was being watched.  Kyungsoo couldn't take his mind off the man he'd been running from.  Should I give myself to him..?   He stared at the ground for a few more seconds before he opened the door and stepped outside, closing and locking it behind him. 

A sigh escapes his mouth as he steps down from the first step, turning around only to be face-to-chest with a rather large male.  "O-oh shit-" he begins to curse and looks up, eyes wider then normal.  Then he realized whom it was..

"You fucking traitor!!!"  Kyungsoo shouted at him, not caring during this time that people could be watching him.  Kyungsoo then shoved him back.  "Kyungsoo-" the male was interuppted while Kyungsoo lashed out, as if to punch him. 

Much to his disappointment the other male had caught his fist, yet he seemed as if he had no desire to hurt him.  "I can explain Soo."  Kyungsoo wanted to scream at him.  To punch him, to curse him for betraying him.  Yet he did none of those things, instead sinking into his chest.  God he hadn't seen him in forever..  His dear friend..

"..."  Kyungsoo didn't say anything, closing his eyes and allowing himself to be in the embrace of his old friend..  His best friend.  Zitao hugged him, his arms wrapping around Kyungsoo.  "Just let me explain...  Please Soo?" 

He nodded almost weakly.  He was at a point that he needed his friend more then ever.  And he was willing to listen to whatever the Chinese male had to say.

-Kyungsoo's P.O.V-

I sat across from Tao, staring into a cup of tea that he had made me, after he had helped me into the room.  Perhaps seeing my old friend for the first time in years had drained me...?  I questioned myself, as I bring the cup to my lips and sip at the liquid inside.  

"I promise you what I did was not only for me, but for you." He began to speak- yet he seemed as if he was slightly hesitant.  My eyes trailed up his body- as he was sitting on the opposite couch from me, the white leather causing his wine red hair to stand out more.  The same color hair as my own.  So he kept the color huh? I know I did...

We had thought it would be fun if we dyed our hair the same color.  Another symbol of our friendship.  "Then why did you do it...?"  I asked softly, not finding the energy to yell the words like I had wanted to.

Zitao softly sighed and leaned back into the couch, like he was trying to find the right words to say as he tilted his head back and stares up at the ceiling fan above us, his eyes following its movements.  "I was in hiding for more then 6 months-  that's more then I had ever-" I began to speak and he scoffed.

"You shouldn't be in hiding.  You have no reason to hide."  He started to say, his attention back on me.  "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"  I asked- my attitude finally coming back out.   "You wouldn't understand unless I explained the entire reason I betrayed you.  At this moment- I can tell you he has no desire to hurt you.  You have been lied to since you were born." 

The way he said the words were in anger.  Not hurt me?  He's the king of the underworld..  Evil..  Right? Perhaps I should listen to his story.. 

"I fell I love.."  He began, a smile bracing his face.  "I still am actually.   I fell in love with a very dangerous man- and I don't regret it.  I made the choice to stand by their side and not be manipulated by the words of those you call your friends."  His words at first had been full of love, now I hear nothing but disgust, anger, and hatred.  "I'm not saying that it's your fault.  God no..  You had- have no clue.  They will continue to lie.  Kyungsoo they have no desire to "help" or to "protect" you.  You have no idea how selfish those people really are."  He looked down, almost sadly.  "I wanted to take you from them once I knew.." He again looked up at me, his eyes meeting my own.  "They are the real monsters."  I swallowed thickly, not saying a thing as I listen to him continue.  "The man I fell in love with is His right hand man.  By warlocks like me he's known as 'The Dragon' but to me..  My loves name is Wu Yifan.  One of the oldest and strongest warlocks of all."  He looked down at me once again, a smile on his lips again that fades into his normal look.  "This is so much easier if I show you.. " he stood up and walked towards me.  I back up slightly in my seat, watching him- observing.  "Soo, please you know I'd never hurt you.."  He spoke softly and held his hand out.  "..Let me show you..  Please?"  Again, I swallowed, slowly bringing my own hand forward to place it in his.   I was suddenly consumed by black- my own vision gone and spiraling into someone else's.  Tao's.. His memories.