Kit paced back and forth outside of Kyrie's door. Why was his door locked? Has another murder taken place? Is Kyrie just sleeping? He attempted knocking on the door again but still no answer. Sweat trickled down his smooth dark skin and he decided he waited long enough. He ran down the hall to find Tamera, a girl who happens to be known for being able to break into anything.

"Tamera, I'm worried something bad happened to one of my friends. I need some help, please come with me!"

"Ok hold on just a second, are you absolutely sure something happened this time?" Tamera rolled her eyes annoyed.

"Excuse me, but I have NEVER been wrong about an emergency! I always trust my gut, it knows when something's wrong."

"Uh huh... and what about last time?" She stared blankly at Kit.

"What do you mean 'what about last time'?!" He paused for a breath, "forget about last time, just get the shit you need to open a locked door and let's go!"

"Did your room mate lock you out again, Kit? God you're hopeless." She scoffed at him, "why should I, an absolute fucking genius, help you?"

"Because... I'm begging you to just follow me ok?"

"B-begging huh?" She stuttered and began playing with her long black hair. "Well fine, I'll help you. You better not be wasting my precious fucking time."

As she spat those words out Kit wasted no time. He grabbed her wrist and began sprinting through the building back to Kyrie's room. Once there he tried banging on the door again but still no answer.

Tamera took a Bobby pin out from her hair and stuck it into the lock jiggling it around a bit. "Voila! I fucking rule!" She cheered and shoved the door allowing it to swing open. But then what Tamera and Kit saw would forever embarrass them.

Laying there was Kyrie and Chun snuggled together in bed, Kyrie in deep sleep. Chun was covering Kyrie's ears with both his hands so that he couldn't hear the knocking at the door. "Hi Kit, hello miss." He stared blankly at the two in front of Kyrie's door. "Can I help you?"

"Oh well, I just was coming to get Kyrie up for training. We do it every day now and it could build a bad habit if he skips out on it!" Kit itched the back of his head. "So do you mind if I-"

"He isn't going today." Chun cut him off mid sentence. "He's not going with you ever again. Not as long as I'm alive." He smirked over at Kit.

Kit felt his blood boil, what was this kids deal? "Ok kid, I don't know who you think you are but you don't own Kyrie. He's perfectly capable of making his own decisions, so I think it's about time you back off and let him answer for himself."

"But that's where you're wrong, he does belong to me. I've even carved his mark into my wrist. We are soulmates." Chun's eye twitched slightly and his smirk turned into a demented grin. "If you get in my way ever again I'll make sure to cut off your legs so you can never come running back here again."

Kit was taken back by the smaller boys words. Tamera reached out to Kit's hand gently pulling him away. Kit couldn't believe this kid told him off. They left much quieter than they had came. Once again it was just Chun and Kyrie. All Chun could ever wish for.

Kyrie's eyes slowly opened and Chun was all he could see. "Hey, can you tell me what time it is?"

Chun quickly put his innocent face back on. "It's 8:30 in the morning! Why do you ask?" He snuggled closer to Kyrie hoping he'd forget about daily training. But no, why would Kyrie ever forget daily training? Nothing ever goes how Chun wants.

"Oh shit I'm late, I need to go." He got up, quickly putting on shorts and a tank top then running out of the room. "I'll be back later!" He yelled to Chun as he left.

Chun's eyes burned, why was Kit so much more important to Kyrie than him? What's so special about Kit?

"No, I'll show him I'm better. Kyrie is mine." He threw the blankets off of him and rushed to the bathroom. He slammed the door behind him. Inside he had a makeup bag from his room that he had brought over to Kyrie's. He placed his hair in tiny pigtails, put on a crop top and some shorts, then did some boyish makeup. He was ready to wait for his god to return.