My Past, Your Present, Our Future

Chapter One : Okay

That could only be fate. It's said that everything has a purpose in its life, a role in the Universe, an existence that wasn't due to chance. Kidou knew it well. If he was in the main building of the Fifth Sector today, straight and motionless at the foot of the stairs where the leader of this great organization was enthroned, the master of the game that he was no longer, wasn't by chance. He had embarked himself.

An unhealthy silence hovered in the too stifling air. Or else it was because of his lungs compressed by the anguish and the discomfort of that piercing gaze thundering him from afar. The chestnut swallowed silently, trying not to pay attention to the dampness of his hands. With some anxiety, Teikoku's coach waited impatiently for the man's orders seated on this imposing throne. They were alone.

"Kidou, you know why I summoned you here ?" The blond suddenly asked in an indescribable voice.

The chestnut lowered his head.

"I guess it was to talk about the competition", the other replied in the most neutral tone possible.

Yet he knew that the other had noticed his trembling voice, his uncertain air, his hesitation to run away from this man, far from Ishido Shuuji. He had to admit it. He was struggling to face the man who no longer had a trace of the sensitive blond boy and yet endowed with a flaming mind that he had once known.

Kidou gave himself a mental slap and said to himself that this wasn't the time to think about this kind of thing. Especially in his presence..

Ishido didn't hide his trouble with his attitude. He leaned his head to the side like a curious child, a few blond locks falling in front of his face, masking the dark apple of his eyes. Kidou swallowed again in face of the enormous curiosity that the Emperor was now carrying. He watched him for a long time before finally getting up.

"Let's go to my room".

The chestnut brusquely raised his face to the other, a mixture of surprise and fright deforming his regular features of a youth in full bloom. Ishido sent him a more than disturbing smile. Did he laugh at him, or was he really amused ? Kidou didn't look further, ignoring his heart beating in his chest.

"Gou- I mean, Ishido. I don't think it's very reasonabl-"

"There's no problem", Ishido suddenly cut, taking Kidou out of court. "Unless you have one ?"

He thought he was going to die on the spot. He knew Ishido was his new 'enemy', the man with a corrupt soul who had nothing to do with the person he once was. But his thin lips twisted into a seductive smile, his pleated eyes burning with a flame whose origin was unknown to him, his drawn features, his sensual gestures and his way of walking indolently towards him, sent a shiver through his whole body.. And Ishido was fully aware of it. This staging was usual for him. And it was more delicious when he knew that it worked on the man he coveted most, an old friend ignorant of this covetousness and obsession that he carried to him day after day.

The blond stopped at the trainer, close enough to feel his scent intoxicating already all his senses. No less..

"So, Kidou ?" Ishido asked softly as he bent over him, his unbuttoned shirt revealing a little of his swarthy skin.

The man, with a great effort, turned to the other and connected their looks, even if his was masked by his eternal tinted glasses. What wasn't so bad, in the end.

"No, I have no problem with that", Kidou finally retorted.

Ishido stood motionless for a moment, a smile on his lips. He let his eyes wander for a moment on his interlocutor's face, before gently approaching, seeing with amusement Kidou's great effort not to retreat.