The Villain Saves The Male Lead

Since the involved people were already dismissed or expelled from school, no one knew about the fight Fang had gotten into except the headmaster and a few teachers. Thus, when Fang turned up with bandages and an additional bodyguard the next day, his classmates were quite concerned. With his handsome face and polite demeanour, Fang was quite popular in school, so naturally the word of his injuries spread all over the school by lunchtime.

Wade, too, heard about it and rushed to find Fang during lunch. He grabbed Fang's shoulders and looked at him earnestly.

"What happened to you? Are you all right? Did my Big Brother do something?" Wade asked anxiously.

Fang chuckled and shook his head. "I got into a fight," he replied. "Not with Ren."

Wade was still anxious. "Was it Big Brother's enemies? Did he deal with them yet?"

"You can say that," Fang replied lightly. "I'm fine, Wade. Don't worry."

Wade heaved a sigh of relief. While he had more or less reconciled himself to the relationship between his Big Brother and Fang, his heart still had a special place for his saviour Fang. If Big Brother didn't treat Fang properly, Wade decided he would steal him away!

Fang, who had no idea of the new position he held in Wade's heart, chatted with him for a while. Wade had indeed turned over a new leaf. He worked hard in his classes and was nicer to the people around him. He had some good friends now, unlike the fair-weather sycophants he used to be surrounded by. Fang was quite happy with this development and thought Ren would be happy, too.

The school week ended peacefully, without any further trouble for Fang.

Fang frowned at his reflection in the mirror. He had taken off the bandages this evening, and while the scratches on his face and arms had lightened quite a bit, they were not fully gone yet. It would take at least a week for his skin to return to its original state...but he was supposed to leave with Ren for the Dragon Nation tomorrow.

It was in this position that Ren found him.

"What's wrong?" Ren asked gently, coming up behind him.

"The scratches aren't gone yet... I'm not sure if they can be covered properly with makeup..." Fang murmured.

Ren raised an eyebrow. Fang had never been vain about his looks before.

"We're going to Dragon Nation tomorrow and I have a photoshoot for them, remember?" Fang reminded him.

Ren did remember, but he couldn't stop himself from teasing Fang. "So my little beauty is worried about his appearance?"

Fang huffed. "I've accepted the assignment, of course I need to do it well!"

Ren laughed and pulled him into a hug. "If I say I can make the scratches disappear, will you reward me?" he whispered in his boyfriend's ear.

Fang rolled his eyes. "What could I possibly give you that you don't already possess?" he asked.

Ren pouted. "I want a meal personally cooked by you, like you made in Ray Country," he whined. "Is that a privilege for only when I'm sick?"

Fang stared at him with wide eyes and then burst out laughing. "I'm happy to cook for you everyday if you want me to. I had no idea you liked it so much. You're such a kitchen god yourself, while I can only make some simple things!"

"That was the best meal of my life," Ren said seriously. "Don't cook everyday, that's too tiring. But maybe once in a while, when I deserve a reward...?"

Fang's heart felt warm. "And what about you? When do I get to sample your delicious cooking again?"

"How about we cook together next weekend?" Ren suggested.

Fang agreed happily.

Pleased, Ren caressed Fang's face. His fingers glowed with a soft golden light and Fang felt a warm sensation on his face. The scratch on his face glowed for a moment and then disappeared. Ren repeated the action on the scratches on Fang's arms.

Fang examined his flawless skin with fascination.

"Pretty cool, eh?" Ren asked, grinning rakishly.

"Amazing!" Fang cried. His purple eyes glowed with admiration and a spark of gold appeared in his eyes for a moment.

Ren noticed it immediately. And was shocked. He grabbed Fang's hand.

"Ren? What's wrong?" Fang asked solicitously.

Ren ignored him and focussed on Fang's hand. He sent a strand of his magic into Fang to test.

Half a minute later, Ren let go of Fang's hand and engulfed him in a bear hug.

"Oh, you magnificent, perfect creature! It's like you were tailor-made for me by the heavens!" he cried excitedly.

Fang was thoroughly confused but remained silent as he observed Ren's overjoyed face.

It took Ren several minutes to calm down enough to explain.

"Do you remember I told you about magic and how I used to be the head of the secret magicians guild in my previous world?" Ren asked.

Fang nodded.

"I didn't mention earlier, but magic is innate - you're either born with it or not, and it manifests itself before a child turns one. My own magic manifested within a few minutes of my birth," Ren said. "What I didn't realise was that the magic here could be different! It could manifest later, too!"

Fang looked at him quizzically.

"Remember that old fortune teller we met in Ray Country? He was a magician, I could tell. Not a very powerful one, though. That's why I wanted to find him so desperately; he was the only magician I'd seen in this world," Ren continued.

"Perhaps we will find him," Fang murmured. He had mixed feelings about the old fortune teller, to be honest. He'd told them things that had led to a fair bit of trouble, after all.

Ren shrugged nonchalantly. "But now I've found another magician, someone whose magic just manifested!"

Fang was shocked and a tinge of jealousy coloured his heart.

Ren grabbed Fang's hands again. "Fang, my darling, my angel - you're a magician!"