The Toran army's victory cries could be heard through the halls of the castle by the black-hair man. The man stood hidden in the shadows, away from all who might think to disturb him. As he stood there staring at the burning torches, which were lit at nightfall, he heard his ex-lover's voice call to him.

'Pesmerga', the deep yet beautiful voice called out to him in his mind.

'No,' Pesmerga thought as he closed his eyes. 'The only way I will see you again is if it's to kill you.'

Pesmerga opened his eyes to see a blonde-hair man with black armor standing before him.

"Kill me? Do you really think you can forget all those passionate nights we spent together and kill me?" Yuber teased as he removed Pesmerga's helmet to reveal the blue eyes and youthful face of a man who looked no older than 27.

"You have some nerve coming into enemy territory!" Pesmerga glared at the other man as Yuber removed his own helmet. When Yuber smiled at him Pesmerga felt he was no longer glaring at the monster who had destroyed his own village and many others, but now the man who stood before him with his long blonde hair and deep blue eyes was the image of his old lover. With that thought Pesmerga's eyes stopped glaring and began to fill with tears from the sadness over losing his lover so many years ago.

Pesmerga watched as Yuber raised his hand to Pesmerga's face and softly stroked his cheek while wiping away his tears. Soon he felt the blonde's soft lips upon his own and he closed his eyes as one last tear fell to his cheek. After Yuber broke the kiss he smiled at Pesmerga.

"Remember that kiss," Yuber said as he put his helmet back on. "Because when we see eachother again we'll be enemies like you wanted."

When Pesmerga reopened his eyes all that was left of Yuber was the memory of the feel of his lips from the two lover's last kiss goodbye.