As soon as all the lights in the castle went out, Koya would walk silently down the corridor to Atsuyu's chambers. His nights were filled with touches and moans, his days; with orders and killing.

He knew Atsuyu didn't love him, not really. It hurt his heart to think about it, though, so he didn't.

He knew it was wrong. For a governor to touch a guardsman. For that guardsman in question to fall in love with the governor. But he couldn't help it.

He knew it was just a way for Atsuyu to vent his frustration at the king, but it didn't lessen Koya's love.

Atsuyu had taken him in when he was homeless, given him food when he was starving, clothed him when he was naked. And now, he gave Koya the affection he so desperately needed. Atsuyu was the first living being that had voluntarily approached him other than Big One and Rokuta. He couldn't quench these traitorous feelings. He'd tried, oh, yes, he'd tried. He'd meditated for hours each morning, trying to clear his mind of everything. But the memories of the long hours of the night before kept returning to the front of his mind

It was hopeless. Hopeless.

As soon as all the lights in the castle went out, Koya would walk silently down the corridor to Atsuyu's chambers. His nights were filled with touches and moans, his days; with orders and killing.

He knew Atsuyu didn't love him, not really. It hurt his heart to think about it, though, so he didn't.