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(Hmm, good point KB. Ace I blame this whole smut laced scene on you. >.< You inuendo player. lmao)

Palian shivered as she whispered, his hands clutching her closer. He was in an internal struggle, caught between following this girl and the urge to fight. It was like a sensory overload and he didn't want it to stop. Normally he felt numb in this realm, an observer, only seeing but never a part of it. Now he wondered how much closer he was to being solid. No longer a figment. Lowering his eyes, he set his forehead against her shoulder.

Then an idea struck the white demon. A perfect solution, a way for him to ease this tightening in his chest and still leave with the girl. Standing abruptly, he eased Tsukiko to her feet beside him. Looking from one to the other, his eye glittered with unsaid words. He only hoped she wouldn't hate him for it, which made him do a double take on himself. He actually cared if she hated him. He felt like a c***k was made in his armour, but luckily for him, no one would ever figure that out.

Walking brusquely, Palian brought himself to face Ryo. His eyes leveled with his quarry's, confidence straightening his shoulders. After hearing his cold words, the white haired boy couldn't help smile a dark evil grin. If the boy wanted evil, he could be evil.

(I'll tell you when you're older. lol I've never gotten to use that line til now. It makes me feel just a little older. yay 6^'^)

Holding his hands palm up, he feigned confusion. He wasn't hurting anyone, least of all the girl. How could he, when he was way over here? Then he dropped his hands, for the current situation would contradict his meaning towards the boy. He may get hurt, though Palian doubted he'd care.

With a movement that was not completely seen, Palian had faded slightly during it, he appeared inches from the boy. Standing between the arm blades, he cupped Ryo's face in his hands. Then, not giving the boy time to respond, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Ryos'. Keeping his eye open, Palian made the connection he had with Tsukiko. When Nemo awakes and Palian is thrust back into his dreamland, he will drag Ryo with him.

'I am Palian, a demon raised from the depths of nightmares. Never will I be good enough. But whatever the witch has chosen in the past, she has chosen me now,' he spoke in Ryo's head.

Ryo quickly transmuted his arms back to normal so he could push away from the demon. "What the hell dude," Ryo said spitting, and wiping his mouth off with his sleeve. Ryo had never been more disgusted in his life. It just wasn't right to him, if anything it really freaked him out. What scared him more was the voice in his head. Ryo quickly turned fear into anger into hate like most humans would. He had lost all regard for anything Tsukiko had ever taught him. "How do you know she's chosen you." Ryo's cold voice screamed at Palian. "Don't forget not matter what I will always have Tsukiko, because in this world I truly exist. You can't keep that form when the kid wakes up. So the minute he wakes up Tsukiko is mine again. You'll never know what goes on while your not here. So don't even try because I will not allow Tsukiko to choose you even if she ends up hating me."

"Try me demon. You know of nothing of me or my past. You don't even know a thing about Tsukiko. How do you think she feels about being call a witch. She told you the story I know she did. So did you ever ask her how she felt about it." Ryo's black eyes looked at Tsukiko's green eyes. 'Please Tsukiko don't do this. Not again you remember what happened last time.' Ryo mentally told Tsukiko knowing she could hear him because of their soul bond in his weapon form.

"You going to take Ryo to that place aren't you." Tsukiko asked looking up at Palian with wide eyes. "Please I don't want either of you to harm each other." Tsukiko was confused again with her own feelings. She loved Ryo because he was her best friend, and had been since she could remember. If something happened to him it would kill her, she knew that much. Even if he was an over protective idiot as times. He was taking it to far with his words, and she didn't understand why she would say such cruel things to anyone. It saddened her that her friend could be so cruel so she just turned her head not before hearing Ryo in her thoughts. she looked at Ryo with a saddened face and bit her lip. "I'm sorry Ryo," was all she manage to get out before she looked back at Palian. "Please can you take me away from here, pretty please. I promise I'll do anything for you if you just take me away from here."

Shrugging halfheartedly, Palian honestly didn't give a damn about the boys past. He barely had one, so didn't see the point in needing to know someone elses'. Especially when he didn't care much for the person to begin with. Now Tsukiko's, he might admit to being a little interested. But only a little and only if she asked. Quick as a blink, the connection that allowed Palian to mentally project his thoughts to Ryo severed, for which he was grateful. He didn't feel the need to explain himself to the boy anyway. Besides, he'd be able to speak openly with him soon enough. The anticipation made him shiver slightly as he rested his head against Tsukiko's.

When the girl asked him his intentions, Palian only turned his gaze at her. Though piercing, he held no anger, for the time being at least. The pale blue of his eye looked like early morning frost. He watched as a swirl of emotions, mostly confusion, chased each other across her face. Having to use alternate ways of communication made Palian aware when others used them even though he didn't know what was said. So he knew when a decisive blow had been made as Tsukiko turned away from her friend.

Though his expression had relaxed while the myriad of emotions played on Tsukikos' face, he couldn't help but smirk in triumph as she begged him to take her away. Tightening his grip around her waist, he managed one last farewell to Ryo. With his free hand he threw the boy the flying bird before doing a back flip. Midway through as if there was a rip in space, they slipped out of sight. It was merely a trick of the light, not really teleportation, but it worked none the less as Palian took them to the other side of campus where a ridge of trees rose to meet the crest of a hill. They landed atop the farthest building, which had a few branches of the taller trees scraping onto the gravel rooftop.

Nemo lay sprawled across the dingy floor, not unlike his demon had earlier that morning. The shackle had been extremely heavy this time. Already he had struggled to wake himself, but his candy had run out and he distinctly remembered dropping his last cup of coffee. His hands were already bruised from tugging on the bars and his feet were shredded from kicking the bolt that held the shackle to the floor. Out of options, he lay there, praying that everyone would be alright.

Then a soft sound reached his ears. Like a sweet melody carried over great distance, both faint and delicate. Straining his ears, Nemo sat up and looked around him. Only darkness lay beyond the bars of his cell. But somewhere beyond those bars, was a voice. A beautiful voice that he knew he had heard before.

'Fyte?"

In the waking world, Nemo rolled onto his back in his sleep. His head turned slightly in Fytes' direction, but no noise came from him other than a steady breathing. Though no blanket covered him, his only one having fallen to the floor, his lone possession, a teddy, lay beside him on the bed.

(*wipes sweat from brow* wow, this one ended up being real long for some reason. yay. ^'^

Palian stood there, his gaze empty as she thanked him. No one had ever done such a thing, thanking him that is, and he didn't know what the protocol was to respond. So he merely blinked and cocked his head to one side, his gaze furrowed in slight confusion.Looking troubled, he lowered his gaze when she mentioned his scaring the air witch. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his actions, he never cared about the feelings or safety of humans. It was that she was asking him not to do something that helped him be.

Taking a half step back, he shook his head slowly. 'She doesn't understand,' he thought. Though he wished she could. Biting his lip he cursed his maker, not for the first time, for not giving him a proper voice. He wanted her to know. Even if it frightened her. Even if she would hate him for it. He wanted her to know how he was able to stay in this world as he was. Part in and part out. More than a ghost, but less than fully real. How he amplified the power that his maker possessed.

Frozen still, he lifted his gaze quickly. Locking eyes with Tsukiko, he smiled a small, knowing smile. One like a cat about to spring on a mouse, if only to play with it.

((...Well not to be mean or anything but...uhh yea I kinda usually skip the lyrics. sweatdrop ))

Shaking his head as if to clear it, he shrugged as if that answered everything. Or at least didn't know the answers. Then grabbing her shoulders he pulled her in for a quick kiss. Leaving his eye open he made the same connection as he had with Ryo. His voice, or at least a mental projection of it, filled her head.

'Who's to say really. But for ill or good you can come with us when I return. Though no real harm may be achieved there. A dream is after all, only illusions,' he said in his deep smooth voice. In his way he had assured her that Ryo wouldn't be actually harmed. For wounds of the pride are rarely seen.

After making the connection, which looked like a peck on the lips, he closed his eye and tilted his head. He couldn't help himself and didn't really want to. In such a short time he had found something he would never tire of. This tendency to lock lips And he knew it had to be something about the girl, because he didn't have this urge in the past. In fact she was the first and only person he was kind to at all. Or at least didn't try as hard to torture.

Loosening his grip on her shoulders, he let his hands wind themselves around her, pulling her closer. Though his body was still cold, it was as solid as he could make it.