Blood roars in my ears and I sink into him as the pain in my head doubles. It's hard to breathe past the pounding in my chest and everything's too confusing, I can't make sense of it. Messiah's pulling me in one direction, demanding obedience, and Ryuunosuke's pulling me in another, demanding... nothing, except that I come home.

I let go of my head gingerly - it's not doing any good anyway - and slide my arms around his back, fisting my hands in his shirt.

What can I say, I've never been good at obedience and the more Messiah screams for it the more I rebel. I don't know how long I can hold out for, though, not with this thing in my head.