Lord Reaper and His 'Wife' [BL]

Chapter 5: Back Home With Me

Chapter 5: Back Home With Me

Short lights of lightning bolt gave spark into the red sky while the raven was rehearsing the song that was chanted before he was killed. His foot moved from left to right, adjusting every inch and angle he could clearly remember in his head. The embarrassing waves and curves of his body moved on its own, desperate to create an opening to get him back. His memories giving the images he needed but it wasn't as easy.

Photographic memory was the most useful thing that saved his life so many times now. If it weren't for his brain he wouldn't have been smart enough to oppose his father's arguments when he really had to. He knew full well what to say and can exactly tell what face the old man is going to make when he's on a losing point; a sight the boy appreciates a couple of minutes in his round of rudeness before he walks out of the office in dignity. Yet instead of his father's frustration on losing straight enough to hate and shun his rebellious son, Albeit, Xian became even more his best asset to succeed his business and his standing as the big boss.

This mindset drilled to become his worst nightmare. For after years of argue, his father believed that his son is still young, weak, helpless and raw in the management. A reason to comply his son with as much guard needed to keep him off the dangers of being abducted, or dying young. Yet the latter happened. He was stabbed with a fucking knife in his chest, danced around ever so ridiculous and now standing in an underworld territory as a Reaper's wife.

"Fuck." Arxian hissed when the clouds retreated for the third time after his wrong incantation. "Pretty sure he did it like this..." he swayed his arms an arc softly into the air, brushing past the cold wind while his wide sleeves followed down. It felt like a woman's dance for him. Disgusting as he felt this humiliatating moment of his life and tad thankful that he's all alone.

Or so he thought he would be. Unknown to his senses, two golden eyes stood unseen into the same stage and another raven male on stand behind them, his blue eyes observing the youth in front of them. Their apparition hidden in disguise into a black floating circles of dust.

Arxian frowned, straightening his arms widespread on both the height of his shoulder, checking if he had it correct before sliding his feet into a 180 degree clockwise. One hand flapped smoothly and slowly, swaying back and forth stopping after tenth count and the other hand followed. Another slide on his right foot to move forward doing the same sway of hand as he previously did.

The clouds started forming into a circle again, the thunder began to roar above the sky. A successful start made him smile to himself in satisfaction as he continued on. Within this day, he'll be back home and those damned cult will be tasting his own plot of revenge for killing him.

"Not planning to stop your wife? Or are you so entertained to his mesmerizing dance that you forgot that he's creating a portal back to earth?" Vince asked looking over the boy who was gracefully bending and swaying his arms length and feet. He admit it is indeed a beautiful dance, however, it's also a dance that will make his brother lose his wife. "Oh yeah. I noticed that it's the first time he smiled, I wish he'd maintain that up rather than being such a spoiled pretty boy."

Quietly, Victor kept his eyes to his wife. Wondering if the boy was the same as how his father had explained his regarding his own wife. A male, and a crowned prince at that. If the boy declares the similarity of him being an heir and can assist him, then the silvette would be luckily one step to the throne of underground himself.

"Highnesses. What are your plans?" The blue eyed ravonnette asked sternly, his hair swayed back by the wind looking up at the rumbling sky, the clouds entirely devouring a portion of the red valley, the lightning peeking untimely into the gaps of mist.