Born Of The Gods

VI: Broken Arrow of Eros

All eyes in the room turned their attention to the cackling scream of the newcomer in the temple. The tall dark figure of Fushimi Niki was standing in the doorway, an evil smirk plastered on his face. Shadows licked at his feet as he ventured inside the room, clapping his hands in a sarcastic way.

''GOD OF LIES! Well, saw that a mile away...Ha! My little monkey is finally grown up! No more secrets, no more lies to everybody, oh, wait! That is what you are now doomed to do for eternity!'' The man doubled over in maniacal laughter, making his way towards his son, who still hadn't moved from his spot at the top of the stairway. His eyes were now blank of any emotion- no anger, no pain, no nothing. Angered by his lover's guardians words, Yata jumped in front of the god-borns way, not letting him pass.

''I will not let you harm him!'' He yelled, spreading his wings in a menacing manner. His eyes grew large and he snarled, the fighting spirit he possessed from his father's side coming deep from within. His mind was screaming only one thing: protect. Niki, on the other hand, didn't care for the young Erote in his way, and just sniffed at him, before turning to Saruhiko.

''Is this the little runt you've been spending your time with? I thought you already had thrown him away, but I guess that's a quality you possess from me - torturing your prey.'' With not as much as a look at Misaki, Niki pushed the smaller man away like a dog and began ascending the stairs, his target not even flinching at the thought, what his father may do to him if he reached him. The words that the evil man had uttered didn't sit well with Misaki, running them over in his head in confusion. What did he mean by prey?

''Saruhiko, what is he talking about?'' He asked his beloved, who still hadn't uttered a word ever since he came back from the room. Confusion made Yata's blood run cold, a warning that meant, the he wouldn't want to know the answer to the question he asked.

By now, Niki had reached his offspring and stood beside him, placing a cold hand on his shoulder, leaning down close to his ear.

''It's so tragic to see a beautiful angel's heart wither away. Shall I break it?'' The man asked, whispering the dark words, his voice dripping with malice, as he twirled a stray lock of his sons hair around his finger. The sentence seemed to have snapped Saruhiko out of whatever trance he had been in, placing a cold stare in it's way.

''I will.'' Saruhiko drawled, trying to shake his father's hand off of his shoulder, standing tall. He looked down at Misaki, none of the emotions he always had in his eyes as he looked at him present. A cold shiver ran over Misaki's skin, as his own gaze met the dark and cold one, that was running over him at the moment.

''Saruhiko, what's going on? Talk to me! Say something!? What is your father talking about?!'' Yata raised his voice, the scream echoing inside the temple. He didn't know what was going on, he only knew that something was wrong with his lover.

''This was all a game. Ever since we met.'' Saruhiko said, darkly. ''All of it didn't mean anything to me. It was all lies.'' With every word said, Misaki's heart was squeezed harder and harder. The words were breaking his heart by the second, and it became hard to breath. Was he saying the truth or was he lying? Was everything between the lies? Did it really not mean anything to him? The sweet words, the kisses filled with unimaginable passion, the days with light touches, and nights spent with laughter. The shared tears and fears. The secret letters they sent each day, filled with magnificent poetry and words of love and promises. The hope of a life together, the dream of a family and eternal love. Was it all for nothing?!

It suddenly dawned to Misaki. Through all the years they had spent together, through the hardships and the long wait of seven years they had spent apart. Through the days spent in each others embrace and nights spent in dangerous secrecy, not once in the time they had knew each other, Saruhiko hadn't said those three special words. Misaki had said them plenty, and didn't mention that his partner didn't respond, thinking the other was shy and was struggling with his own emotions. But, to think there were no emotions? That everything Saruhiko had done was fake, a lie?