Honey Glayzed

Honey Glayzed 6

Will the Real Arcadians Please Stand Up!

Nik watched, he waited. Jhaymes was not looking too well. The Arcadian knight was pale and his skin seemed ashen. If Nik did not know any better he would say the man was in extreme pain. Jhaymes sat with a pinched expression while several people questioned Andy and Nestoir. George sat back his hand fingering the warming sphere in his pocket. Nik observed, allowing the audience free reign with the stars. He saw George look at a sphere he pulled from is pocket. George's eyes widened at the deep maroon color. Nik wondered at the tears in George's eyes. Just as he was about to comment on it George stood. “I am sorry, but I must go, I fear the travel from Arcadia has made me a little tired.” With a smile for the 'awws' coming from the fans George leaned in to Rain to whisper in his ear. “How bad is it? Can you tell without changing the color of the air?”
Rain nodded, “Angel has been working on that since the thing on the rooftop,” Bill frowned as he overheard what they were saying, Rain closed his eyes and parted his lips. He inhaled quickly and gasped coughing. What he tasted was the metallic tang of blood. “Get him out of here, we'll see you at home, the guest room is connected to a door for you.” George blinked rapidly to stall the tears that he feared he would not be able to contain.
“Alright,” George turned to Nik who was still silently fuming that Tom and Bill had come out before he was ready for them. His plan was to talk up the boys attraction to Rain and have the pop star frazzled. By the time he would have called them out, Rain would have been hiding behind Bikky. He had seen the phenomenon before only he did not have his camera with him. It was subtle, the way Rain would sidle behind Bikky. Bikky would stand taller and plant his feet making himself look broader all the while effectively hiding his brother. Their relationship intrigued him. Nik paid so close attention to the four young men's interaction that he almost missed George and Jhaymes leaving.
“We will have another interview. I promise, but really, I am so exhausted,” George managed to look weak and held on to Jhaymes. The guise of needed help himself allowed him to support Jhaymes weight until they made it to his dressing room. Bill looked after them, his hand on his brother's arm. He wondered at the odd words he had heard. True, his English was not the best it could be, but what could change the color of the air? What was it about Rain? Bikky saw the other young man watching his brother and did the one thing Nik was waiting on, he moved until he was in front of Rain effectively blocking him from view.
Rain turned to Bikky with his eyes wide. Bill was pulled away from Bikky by Tom. “Bikky?” Rain smiled then resumed his seat. He hoped that the blood he smelled from Jhaymes was on the way to mending. With such a brief scent he could not tell. But it could not be too bad if he had come here. Right? Rain looked out in the audience to see that Ryo was leaving with George, taking Lyo with him. Dee would stay behind to make sure they got home. As long as they had Bikky, there was a dragon in their midst if they needed one. “Ryo, what's for dinner tonight?” Rain called playfully hoping to draw attention away from George.
“Dinner?” Ryo turned around to look at Rain, his smile grateful. “You just ate.”
“I know, but this kind of stuff always makes me hungry,” Rain whined. “Did you get my message this morning?” Ryo could not help the genuine laugh. Rain had applied some of Lyo's stickers to his coffee pot. Code for Pot Stickers. The boys had been finding inventive ways to let him know what they wanted to eat, or at least what cuisine. One morning Bikky had brought him tea in a mug with an Italian flag on it.
“Breathing makes you hungry,” Bikky reached into his pocket and handed his brother a wrapped parcel of snicker doodle cookies that Ryo had baked the night before. Rain's eyes glazed over with joy as he tore into the package. Remembering his manners he offered them to Bill. Bill smiled and took one laughing when he saw that his nails nearly matched Rain's except he had silver tips.
“Oh wow!” Bill exclaimed before Nik could ask another question. “This is good,” He reached for another cookie breaking it in half. He gave the other half to Tom. “Good,” They both nodded enthusiastic to have more of the cookies. “Where do you buy these?” Bill asked sipping the cup of water that was brought out to him.
“You don't,” Rain grinned when Bikky pulled out another package of wrapped cookies. “Our dad makes 'em.”
“He makes... like cook?” Tom asked. Rain took a moment to catch what the other boy was saying then he nodded. “Will he make for us?”
“You guys are at a hotel right?” Rain said impulsively. Bikky looked up shocked as Rain continued. “Well, just stay with us and we can get to know each other, you seem cool, like friends you know.” Rain laughed when Nestoir patted him on the back. Since he had begun training, he had opened up more. He was not so timid and shy. It was a good thing. Vlad was right and Nestoir had no problems telling him so. “If we talk anywhere but at our house we will have reporters and cameras, it would be a madhouse. That is no way to make a friend. George is in our guest room, he and Jhaymes. I will just roll a cot into Bikky's room. Shut up Bikky,” Rain said when Bikky would have protested. “And you two can sleep in my room, be nice to the plants and don't mind the cat, she'll more than likely follow me anyway.”
“Pulling this crap,” Bikky grumbled after Bill and Tom agreed hoping that Ryo cooked dinner as well as he made cookies. “You'll wake up looking like a French poodle, I promise.”
“So where are Gustav and Georg while you guys are here?” Nik asked promising to take another audience question as soon as the boys finished.
“Technically, we are on vacation now,” Bill explained.
“We want to change our sound, and our look, so we are going to vacation for a while, then meet up later.” Tom continued where his brother had left off. “We came here because we really wanted to meet the group here and see Rain and Bikky.”
“We did that and now we get to eat good food,” Bill grinned as he looked over to Rain. He saw the pop star whispering to Andy, but he was too far away to overhear.
Nik summoned the next Audience member to stand. “My name is Carla,” The young woman said. “I am from New Orleans, and I want to ask Rain if he has a girlfriend. I know there are pictures but... you said we haven't seen everything on you, well... I'd like to.”
“Whoa, time out,” Rain held his hands palms up shifting in his seat. “I do have a lady. She is my beautiful princess. I love her, and she loves me. If I ever decide to go full Monty it will be with her.” Rain said his face so dark a red Bikky fanned him while Andy offered him water. “-I love you Star Shine.-” Nik waited confused as the boy spoke up in Cheyenne. Rain placed two fingers to his lips and kissed them lowering them he blew a kiss at the camera and winked. Nik thought about pointing out what Rain had inadvertently admitted, but thought he would save it for a better opportunity.
Nik was quick to summon another questioner. “I am Laura from Colorado and I want Bill to show us his tattoo.” Rain looked over at Bill who stood. Bill stuck his tongue out at Rain then lifted his shirt to show the star pattern on his hip. “Oh wow!” Laura seemed to melt into her seat fanning herself with her program.
Nik was just shaking his head as a girl asked Rain what brand of mascara he used. “It's not a brand really.” Rain said shaking his head. “At first, I would wear like stuff from a department store, but George had started getting his supplies from Princess Clarisande, she makes it for him. Her colors blend well and don't crumble and are made from, like, plants and organic materials. So she makes mine for me. I'm easy, I don't use colors or anything, mostly pitch black.” He ran his finger under his eye and it came away with a small smudge. He rubbed his finger and thumb together. “It is really creamy, but like a powder too.”
“Will she market that?” Bill asked looking at the smudge that wiped away easily on the handkerchief that one of the guards behind their chairs offered him.
“Don't know, but man, I could probably get you some,” Rain promised taking in the make up around Bill's eyes. Nik allowed the interview to go on for a few more minutes before he was signaled that Rain and his band would perform again. Nik wished he could have gotten the green light from his producers to ask the boys about their school shootings. The police department had effectively cut off that avenue of news. Nik frowned as the band headed to the stage. Afterwards they would be done for the night.
Rain winked at the crowd as he left his seat with Cory. The lead singer had already told Nik and his producers that he would not answer questions, leaving it to Rain and the others. As Rain left their side, Bill leaned over and whispered to Tom what he had over heard. Tom frowned then looked up at the stage as Cory began to play.
Bikky leaned back in his chair as Rain began to sing. “Perfect by nature. Icons of self indulgence.” The crowd cheered at the material from the newest cd release. “Just what we all need...More lies about a world that...” Bill and Tom became engaged in the show enjoying watching the younger boy perform. “Never was and never will be. Have you no shame? Don't you see me? You know you've got everybody fooled.”
Rain moved around the microphone on it's stand. He recalled the many times George had told him to work the audience and he did just that. “Look here he comes now. Bow down and stare in wonder.” Rain shook his head as if to mock the hero worship that he was treated to. “Oh how we love you.” The screen behind the band lowered and the crowd was shown Rain having his hair brushed by Bikky while George applied makeup. “No flaws when you're pretending...But now I know he...” The screen shot changed to one of Rain with a backpack heading to school. “Never was and never will be.” Rain seemed to be singing while he weeded his garden on the screen video behind him. “You don't know how you've betrayed me...And somehow you've got everybody fooled.”
Bikky was glad to see his brother seeming to have fun as he took the microphone from its stand and continued to sing adding a few hip movements that made the crowd scream before the tempo changed. “Without the mask where will you hide? Can't find yourself lost in your lie .” Rain picked up the song loudly. “I know the truth now. I know who you are. And i don't love you anymore.” Rain laughed glad that he had left the heavy coat off. “It never was and never will be. You don't know how you've betrayed me. And somehow you've got everybody fooled...” The song ended with wild applause while the band was ushered from the stage.

Break

Tom looked out shocked that as the car pulled into the driveway of the large house the paparazzi had all seemed to vanish. The street was quiet when they pulled up. The door of the limousine opened and Dee stepped out. He looked around checking the area before he nodded. Rain left the car, followed by Bikky who looked around as well. “Dee,” Bikky inclined his head and for a moment, Dee envied his son's ability to sniff out the paranormal.
“Who? What?” Dee did not know which question to ask and it frustrated him not to know what he was up against. Especially with the Kaulitz boys in the car with them.
“Vlad times two,”Bikky turned as Vlad walked over with Mihnea.
“I am Mihnea, not Vlad,” Mihnea introduced with a laugh. “And make that three. I have my lady with me.” Bikky frowned seeing no one besides them.
“Is she in the house?” Bill asked as he left the house.
Mihnea laughed shaking his head. “Sure.” Was all he said, but for all that Bikky could tell, they had just arrived. Mihnea made a move to shake Rain's hand but Bikky stood in front of him his eyes narrowed. The creature did close his eyes inhaling. It turned Bikky's stomach to know that the vampire was sniffing his brother as Terry sniffed out one of Ryo's cakes.
“Rain,” Bikky placed a hand on the small of Rain's back pushing him to the stairs. “You take them on to the house and show them your room.” Rain nodded, once again heeding Bikky's words without question. He inclined his head. Bill made to follow, while Tom lingered. Something weird was going on. As he stood on the porch, he saw Bikky aim a hard fist into Mihnea's stomach. “I was happy before, because Ryo cooked, but I warn you.” With Mihnea still bent over his fist Tom could not see the flames that heated Bikky's hand. “Come near him again and I will forget how much I like your dad.” Bikky gasped when he was shoved away from Mihnea even though the man had not moved. Tom was called inside and therefore did not see the small, black gloved hand that pushed Bikky back.
Bikky blinked, shocked to see a young woman emerge from nothing more than a shadow. “Ow,” Mihnea straitened rubbing his stomach. “A little quicker there honey,” Mihnea complained at how long it had taken her to defend him. “Not that I could not have done it myself, but the boy needed his vengeance.”
“Are you saying you let me hit you?” Bikky became incensed. Mihnea said nothing and Vlad had no qualms about walking into the house leaving the boys to sort out their differences. “Let me just say this. And I'll only say it once. So pay attention. Stay the hell away from my brother.”
“But he's so fun,” Mihnea dashed past Bikky before the boy could lash out again. Bikky stomped up the stairs forgetting the young woman who seemed to blend into the night until she climbed the porch steps next to him.
“Oh, hi,” Bikky shook her hand. “Rude bastard did not even tell me your name.”
“I am Serina,” She shook his hand. Bikky introduced himself taking in the deep violet eyes. As he shook her hand Bikky thought he saw a glimmer of red in her eyes, but it was gone momentarily. Bikky thought it might have been a shadow of her hair. Bikky shook his head then went inside holding the door for her. Once inside, Bikky went upstairs to change his sheets so that Rain could sleep in with him. Serina hung by the fireplace smiling as she gazed at the shiny silver ring in her hand. Bikky never even noted that it was gone.
Bill looked around the house his nose assaulted with savory smells. None of the adults were anywhere to be seen. “Must have taken Jhaymes right to bed.” Rain sighed hoping the knight was alright. Rain wondered where Nari was, but figured that he would find out everything soon enough. That was a thing about Arcadia that annoyed him. You found out things as soon as it was necessary, and not a moment before. The world was on a need to know basis. Rain guessed that it was for the best. There were some things about that world, that he did not want to know. Rain had almost forgot that Bill was with him as he opened his room door and saw a white envelope on his pillow with a golden crest of a cat paw with a scrolled signature. “The kings seal,” Rain gasped ripping into the envelope. Inside was an invitation for Julie to attend his Squire pledge. “The king...he did it.” Rain turned to rush out to show Bikky but paused as Bill stood back. “Oh, sorry.” Rain backed up.
“Good news?” Bill asked peering at the missive. Rain smiled his answer. He inhaled to answer and gasped at the heavy taint of dark smoke and blood.
“God help him!” Rain exhaled dashing past Bill. Tom heard the exclamation and rushed up the stairs in search of his little brother. Bill was standing in the hall while Rain pushed the guest room door open. He found Ryo and Dee standing just inside. Ryo in Dee's arms silently weeping. “ This scent is worse than the incubus,” Rain was nearly ill. He covered his mouth forgetting that Bill and Tom were in the room.
Tom stepped inside his mouth slightly ajar at the veils hanging from the walls. There was a miniature palace on a glass stand next to make-up and a large round mirror. What kind of guest room was this large. The house did not seem this big on the outside, but there was no denying the pillars along the walls. Tom felt a headache form looking around at the jewels that decorated the panels along the wall. He walked over to the balcony looking out at the snow covered world below. “What... I … Wow.” His mouth fell open.
“Sorry guys,” Bikky came up behind him. “We seem to have invited you here on a bad day. Looks like dinner is done, you can go down and help yourself. Call a driver and have him get you out of here.” Bikky looked at the bed a little choked up himself as George held on to Jhaymes slack hand in his own. “What happened?” Bikky asked leaving Bill and Tom to find their way back inside. He would not explain anything about the strange world beyond the guest room in his home.
“I was in Jerusalem with Soofu A.” Jhaymes explained with a labored breath. “He got a call, a plea for help from his youngest sister. I offered to go. I went there, to the Ukraine. I got her out, but there was a fight. I was hit in the back,” Jhaymes paused to catch his breath. “Florian, but I got him. The body he was in will be useless to him now. She is safe with Vlad Dracul, I could not get her all the way to Jerusalem, so she is being guarded by the dragon. She is pregnant.”
“Dae went after another pregnant Kami,” Rain uttered the words with all the passionate hatred he felt for demon. He recalled the massive fight that had cost them the pet shop and nearly Count D as well. The demon had left the Kami darn near barren.
“Why,” George whispered past the lump in his throat. He gazed at his husband who had found his heart wounded and closed and had loved him. Despite all of the pain and suffering they both went through, they had made it to this moment and love had saved them. Jhaymes had battled dragons to claim him. “Why didn't Soofu heal you?
“He did,” Jhaymes patted his hand. He reached up a shaking hand up to touch George's cheek. How he loved his sweetheart. His beautiful Georgie. He did not want to see him this hurt, but his vision was fading. “I must tell you, I love you. I know I promised you forever. I guess I lied.” George shook his head. “I never meant to deceive you.”
“Then don't,” George shook his head. His heart was breaking with every labored effort Jhaymes took to breathe. “If you die, I will too.”
“No, you must live,” Jhaymes closed his eyes. “I need to know you will live.” George crumbled over Jhaymes heart-wrenching sobs tearing through his body. How could this be happening? It made no sense. This was a routine border guard that he had been assigned to. Everyone assured him that it would be alright, The jewel had started to glow only after he had been on the television. This was insane. One minute he was telling how happy he was, and the next his world was ending.
“Why can't the oldest Kami heal this?” Dee asked confused with all that was going on. Tom wrapped an arm around Bill's waist, both having refused to leave the room. Whatever was happening, they were involved now.
“The smoke,” Rain said when he could speak again. “It's winding through his veins. It's killing him. It howls louder with each passing second. Foul, the wind is foul.” Rain covered his mouth. Bikky moved quick getting a trashcan to his brother as he lost the fight with his stomach. Rain groaned leaning back against Bikky allowing the larger boy to support his weight. Dry heaves soon wracked his small frame. Rain breathed in shallow pants, an exercise that Angel had taught him. He had to separate from the wind. It was nearly impossible for him to be apart from what was essentially a part of his blood. His very being was centered in the air. “Foul...” Rain heaved again. Bikky pulled Rain out to the balcony to clear his head with the icy wind of Arcadia. “Why is this happening?” Bikky wanted to pummel something. Every tear that fell from his brother's eyes was like a knife in his heart. He would go up against Dae alone just to spare himself that sight.
Bikky wiped his brother's face. “The weapons that are geared to hurt Arcadians.”
“Darkness incarnate, in the soil of the beast,” Jhaymes whispered his hand still stroking George's hair even though his fingers had long since gone numb. “Breathed out by the monster that wishes to consume the earth, leaving nothing but rubble and ash in its wake.”
There was no way they could leave now, Bill thought looking at the massive wound that seemed to pulse choking the man on the bed. Though he was not reacting as violently as Rain, he could still sense a nauseating taint in the air. A reek of death assaulted his nose, his eyes stung with unshed tears.“You are good guys right?” Bill asked stepping away from Tom. “So use light to fight dark.”
“A kami is one of the lightest things we have,” Bikky said without thinking. He stood near the door to be near if Rain needed him. Rain stood on his own feet, his skin pale, sweating, but his eyes clear.
“But, there must be something we can do to save him,” George wept going back in his mind through the books on his family history that he had read. He had seen and been apart of so many wondrous things there had to be some way. Some thing that was being overlooked. Some way to save the man he loved.
“They were able to stabilize me to get me home,” Jhaymes said his voice weak with the effort. He forced his eyes to stay open. Even though they had hazed, he wanted to see as much of George as he could until the last moment when he saw nothing at all. “I wanted to see you again.”
“No,” George shook his head. “No.” George got to his feet pacing. He had seen the deep hole in Jhaymes. The skin around it was mottled and gray. Streaks of dark, black ran through the blood. “This thing will not take you.” George thought hard. He had to remember something. Something was important. Something about his family. “Dragon fire...”
“Would kill him too,” Ryo said sad to admit it. “I had thought of it. I would immolate him.”
“It was smoke,” George recalled Jhaymes words. “There was this stuff once... Bikky call Andy,” George wrung his hands as the boy snatched his cell phone to his ear. “It was called Dharkkum.” George kept talking. “If my ancestors, Mychael and Llynya can be reached, they can save him. I'm sure of it.”
“In time, yes,” Tom looked down at the ashen man on the bed. His breathing was labored and his body wracked with tremors.
“They'll get here in time,” George wept into his hands collapsing on the bed. “They have to.”
Break

Mihnea turned the dial on the stove to 'off' saving the family's dinner from burning while Serina walked around. Vlad made his way upstairs but no before he saw her pick up a small gold carved figure of a bird with ruby eyes. Vlad blinked and the figure was gone. Surveying the room, he thought he would see it back on the shelf, but was mistaken. Mihnea wandered into the family room and perused a book. Taking one off the shelf he sat to wait. He could smell death in the house. It was strong. Mihnea wondered how long the Phoenix could withstand the pain.

Break

Bikky hung up the cell with a sigh. “They're coming, I mean Andy and Nestoir, they are coming.”
George was about to ask about Mychael and Llynya, when the sound of hoof beats could be heard on the balcony. “Von allen Sachen auf Erde-Of all the things on earth,-” Bill stared at Cari, Andy's horned, winged mount who shone whiter than the snow, her silver horn and hooves gleaming brightly. “Dieses ist nicht eins von ihnen-This is not one of them,-” Bill whispered in awe. Hearing the German words Rain recalled that strangers were witnessing the wonders and the despair of Arcadia.
“Sie sind das Scherzen, recht?-You are kidding, right?-” Tom stared at the matching beast in gray beside the high prince.
“I regret your involvement,” Nestoir greeted Tom as Bill had dropped to his bottom in shock. He shivered and Tom draped his jacket over his twin.
“A magia blade,” George said without preamble. His heart was beating so loud he could hear it in his ears roaring like a mad wave from the sea. Dee offered his inhaler and he shoved the taller man away. If Jhaymes, was going, he was too. “What is it? How do I get one? How does it work? Can it save him?”
“It's not the blade,” Andy repeated the words that Llynya had said to her through Angel's orb. “It's the wielder.” Andy hurried to the bed. “Jhaymes,” She patted his cheeks to get his attention. “You're going to be alright.” Andy pulled a stiletto from her hair. It shimmered in the dim light of the room. “Here George,” Andy handed the blade to him, her hair fell around her in curling waves obscuring the deep chocolate skin and eyes. “That was made from Angel's orb, Lucian and Jhaymes made it from the shattered crystal shards. Use that to pour your blood.”
“Pour my...” George was confused he cried out as Nestoir snatched the blade from his hands and sliced into his palm. Bill had just managed, with Tom's help, to get to his feet. He saw the rainbow hued liquid and nearly lost his feet again. He held his brother tight. Nestoir placed the blade back in George's hand squeezing until his blood flowed down the blade.
“Now dumpling,” said Nestoir. “Impale the beast that would steal your mate.”
George shook his head, “I don't...”
“Nageln Sie fest! Impale... You must cut!” Bill urged figuring out the puzzle. He did not know these people, but he did not want the man on the bed to die. Not right here in front of him.
“I'll hurt him,” George wept.
“You'll save him,” Andy pushed George towards the man he loved. George stared down at Jhaymes where he lay upon the bed his eyes closed, maybe forever. He could not let this happen. If he could... George took a deep breath raised the blade high and jammed it into Jhaymes wound. Tom leaned over peering beyond Ryo and Dee's shoulder so that he could see. His eyes widened as rainbow colored light washed across his features. A deafening, sickening wail emerged. Bill covered his ears hiding his face in Tom's chest. Jhaymes gasped as his wound seemed to be consumed in ice. Not the healing ice of Lord D, but a bone-deep chill that crept around his body stealing his breath.
Jhaymes groaned, thrashing on the bed. “Jhaymes, please!” George cried out. Tendrils of ink black, the consistency of blood curled around the blade, smoke billowing from the wound. There was no mistaking the stench now, Bill, gagged as Tom pulled him back from the bed. In moments the smell was gone as the air turned bright, emerald green. Rain stood with his palms out near the twins. Sweat poured from his brow, but he maintained a steady flow keeping he beast contained.
“Don't let go!” Andy held George's hand to the stiletto making sure to squeeze more of his blood into the wound. The wailing became louder, near deafening drowning out the sound of Jhaymes pain. Jhaymes thrashed more groaning louder. Bill was astonished at the black smoke that began to leave Jhaymes body. Buffy rushed upstairs from the inside of Jhaymes and George's house pulling Willow behind her. Tara was at her side, the two witches were willing to try their most powerful spells to battle this thing. They entered the room and paused in their tracks to see the occupants of the room surrounded by swirling rainbows that was swallowing the darkness inside of Jhaymes, all contained in vertigo of green wind. The light dimmed, growing fainter until it dissipated. Andy released George who fell forward on top of Jhaymes. Nestoir was careful as he bound George's hand and lay him next Jhaymes upon the bed.
“Let's leave them to rest,” Andy heaved a heavy sigh while Nestoir bound the now clean wound. She thought of calling for Lord D to come over now and try to heal Jhaymes. Now it would work. Andy smiled. She leaned in to press a kiss to Jhaymes forehead and passed a hand over George's head. “I'm hungry.”

Author's Notes: That is it for now, will write more, and longer. I promise. For now, I have to take my meds. I promise to do what I can to stay healthy. Sorry to be so horrid, thank you all for your patience. Sadly, I get more writing done when I am on light duty/bedrest. I go, put in my eight hours, then home. I can not go volunteer like usual, I hang out with friends out of the house very rarely...I can only have caffeine maybe twice a week, no more shout outs to starbucks. But time heals all things... I will be better. I know it.