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 Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 10:32 am
___// Devils and angels His head was killing him. He felt as if he'd had an entire castle fall upon his temples alone while a dragon chewed upon the rest of his body. Quickly it came to his mind the exact reasons why he didn't drink.
Stumbling down the street in his array of oddly collected clothing from the night before he managed to find his way to the familiar place... The place where the angel of herbs made shop. Slender fingers slipped over the door before pressing it open, weary head peeking into the shop. He looked horrible... Almost as if he'd been dragged through hell and back over the course of a week.
Hearing the bell chime Sebastian snarled, still in a nasty mood after his run in with the Taurus Dou. "If you want something get in here and get it quick." he snapped withouth looking up from the book infront of him.
The voice seemed to soothe him and grate upon his ever nerve at the same time, temples throbbing in a quick cadence with his pulse. "Go't'anythin' for pain?" He managed to mutter as he let the door shut behind him, wincing as the wood brushed against his arm.
The potion maker started and looked up. "Aneliad?" He had not expected to see the archer well, ever, again. "What....why the ******** do you look like you got run over my a herd of cows?"
"Oi... Here I stand upon death's door and he shrieks at me." He groaned as he leaned against the door, body sliding slowly down along the wooden frame until he found himself upon the floor.
Dropping the book, and forgetting that he was supose to hate the archer he darted around the counter. "What happened?!" He kneeled on the floor beside Aneliad as his hand raised to brush aubrun bangs out of the others face.
"I don't know..." He winced as the slender fingers grazed his face. It hurt... Even the slightest touches rememinded him that his head was simply throbbing. "Sweet angel of death... Kill me swiftly and make the ache in my head stop." So very melodramatic... But convincing.
"People dont die of headache's, but they are hard to talk to" He got up and dug around on a shelf until he pulled down a bright blue liquid. "Drink. NOW" he shoved the bottle at Aneliad.
"Must you shout at a man so near death?" He opened his eyes, glistening pools of ruby catching sight of the pretty blonde before him. "Leave me pass in peace... I'll not drink any more vile concoctions..." Slender fingers reached up towards the alchemist as if summoning the man to his level. "Just wished to see the lovely angel one last time..."
"What the ******** are you babbling about, you are not going to die. Drink it and the headache will go away." He grabed Aneliad's hand before he reached him and presed the bottle into it.
It was at that very moment that he fell still, potion bottle dropping into his lap. For a moment it was hard to tell if he was breathing at all as his face had been overcome by a mask of serenity... As if seeing Sebastian had been all he needed for that one moment.
"Ane? Aneliad!" Sebastian grabed the archer by the shoulders as he looked at him. His eyes were wide as if he was in a panic. "What the ********! wake up!." He pressed his fingers to the mans neck, he had to still be alive. He coulden't have died, no not possible.
His pulse was slow but present as if his slender form had done little more than slip into sleep. This was merely confirmed as his arms slipped around the alchemist, holding him tightly to his slender form. "If I wake up... You'll disappear." He murmured softly, lips barely moving to form the spoken words.
"Solid carbon based forms do not disapear...." He growled at himself. Why the hell was he acting like this and why the hell was Aneliad talking like that. "Aneliad wake up."
His hold upon the young man loosened as he slipped more deeply into whatever sort of strange sleep his body had drawn him into. He seemed so peaceful as he lay there amidst his odd clothing and whip-like scratches from various brambles throughout the woods. He truly didn't wish to wake up... Not if it meant finding that this was all a dream and that his angel wasn't fretting over him.
Sebastian picked up one of the archers arms. "Where......this is NOT yours....and your gauntles are missing." He sighed and looked up. He was sitting infront of his door with a passed out archer. "I hope you dont expect me to move you......." He knew he couldent. He was built for a lab not manual labor. "If i have to force youto drink this you will regret it."
Ignorance was bliss and, for the moment, he was completely content... Even if words were slowly burrowing into his mind about movement... And drinking... "N'more'drink..."
"Drink....?" The potion maker paused and looked at Ane. "YOUR DRUNK!" He screeched.
His serenity vanished from his face as his features contorted into a mask of pain. "Nay... I'm 'ungover... I was drunk last night..." He winced, now quite awake. "Please don't shout..."
"******** the gods damned potion!" He hissed. He had been worried that Aneliad was hurt, actually worried and look where it got him. He was hungover. 'gods im an idiot' he thought as he glared at the archer.
"Only if it comes from your hands..." He nodded slowly as bangs fell back into place about his face, sheilding his eyes from the light radiating from the room.
He grabed the potion out of Aneliad's lap. "Here, look, bottle. Drink" he tilted the others chin up. "Please drink it."
He consented, parting his lips for the potion to seep into his mouth and sputtering after he did so. "Heavens above... He's trying to poison me."
"You are a freak. Drink the damn thing!" He snapped. Poision my a**, if Sebastian had wanted to poision him he would already be dead.
"I'm drinking it..." He grumbled as he finished off the rest of the concoction, squeezing his eyes tightly closed after doing so. No more drinking anything but water and tea after this...
He waited a moment for the potion to start to take affect. It would only take moments before the ache in Aneliad's head started to clear. "Better?"
He nodded slowly. Despite the fact that his head had ceased its horrid throb, his eyes were still aching from the light. "Thank you, Sebastian..." His words were spoken slowly with a slight trace of an unknown accent.
"Why the HELL were you crawling through my door with a hangover" His voice was snippy but under that you could hear that he had been worried. You scared the hell out of me you b*****d.
"My feet brought me here to catch a glimpse of the ellusive angel." He felt a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he caught the traces of worry in the alchemists voice. "Come now... Don't tell me you were actually worried..."
"Angel? there is no Angel here." He scoffed. He usualy ignored the little wings on his back, since they did little more than flutter and make him get called cute. "....no, of course not...." It was obvious he was lieing as his eyes rooted themselves to the floor.
"Aye, there is... Standing before me fretting." He chuckled, fully expecting the alchemist to strike him. Of course, if what he was begining to believe was true, he'd have little to worry about in that department.
"Im no angel." his voice was hard as he said that. Almost af if he had been proven that he was not. He wanted to grab the archer and shake the answers out of him as to why he was here and why he was saying nonsence when he didnt mean it but his hands stayed at his side.
His smile faded as his ears took hold of the harshness that he had now been greeted with. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Sebastian..." He shifted slightly, bracing himself on the floor with his hands. "I'll pay you for the potion and be on my way if you'll just... Help me up."
No! Dont leave me! His mind screamed as he looked up at Aneliad. "it's alright, you dont have to pay for it. You can stay in here until the sun goes down.....the light must hurt." he knew he had messed up once again.
"I wouldn't want to cause you any more trouble, Sebastian..." He let the alchemist's name roll off the tip of his tongue, crimson eyes drifting up to catch hold of the other's face. "Trouble tends to follow me, if you've not noticed..."
"You havent caused me any trouble." He grined slighlty, trying to look like he didnt hurt inside. "It is kind of....nice."
He shifted as if he was about to attempt standing before easing back against the door once more. "Nice? You call Pengryf showing up 'nice' and 'not trouble'?" He snorted as he shook his head. "Don't lie to me, alchemist."
Sebastian's eyes shifted toward the burn mark that was still on his case from where he had thrown a bottle at the man. "Alright, he is trouble......but the rest wasent." The last part was said quietly.
"Come here..." He commanded softly as he patted the floor beside him. If he was going to talk to the other man they were both going to be on the same level. "And turn your sign over so I don't get thwapped with a door... Everything hurts more than enough without that still."
He reached up and flipped the sigh to closed, slightly glad that they were not visable from the window in the door. He woudl have gotten hell from the people around the shop had they been able to see him sitting on the floor with a strange man.
Once the sign was turned he sat on teh floor beside the archer. "I have other painkillers if you still hurt."
"Nay... My mind's addled enough without the aide of your herbs, angel of alchemy." He turned his head to let his gaze drift slowly over Sebastian's face, taking in his features with a great appreciation. "I'm suprised you haven't sent me from your shop yet..."
"My drugs do no addle the mind unless they are supose to." he took pride in that fact. That is why he was able to take his own painkillers and still create the things. "Why would i kick you out?" Cause you are supose to hate him and the rest of the universe He ignored his mind, it was useless lately.
"You are a very powerful drug, alchemist." His eyes closed as he tilted his head towards the ceiling, trying to find that inner calm that the other man seemed to sweep from beneath him. "You nearly kicked me out before... Had I my cloak would you have kicked me out now?"
"I'm a wha......shop rules, keeps people from stealing things." It was true, he had thrown people he knew out of the store he worked at long ago for wearing cloaks.
"You..." His eyes opened once more, head tilting slowly towards the other man. "... Are a powerful drug. You've run through my mind while I was trying so hard to escape... And, despite it all, here I am sitting on the floor of your shop."
"I did.....i'm....what?!" He stared at Aneliad. The other had been thinking of him? Other than hating him?
A ruddy color filled his cheeks and, for a moment, he was glad that his face was mostly hidden by the scruff of bangs that had fallen forward. He had been foolish in coming here... Foolish to think that there was anything worth returning to the abuse. "You heard me..."
Sebastian stared at Aneliad blinking. His cheeks had turned pink as his mind tried to fathom what the archer had said. "********/> His face contorted into something akin to annoyance mingled with disappointment. "Let me guess... Not what you wanted to hear? There's someone else you fancy? A foolish hot-headed archer with a moronic brother isn't something you're interested in?"
"Actually...." He paused for a moment. Did he really want to tell the archer he had thought of nothing but him? Did he want to let this pass him by? No. He didnt. "quite the oposite Aneliad." His accent returned on teh archers name for once.
The features of his face instantly softened as he found his arms slipping around the alchemist's slender form. "I haven't yet had the chance to tell you how the sound of my name coming from your lips sends a shiver down my spine."
He started slighlty as the archers arms slid around him but didnt jerk away like he would have normaly. "It does?"
"Aye, Sebastian..." He felt himself smiling softly despite the fact that the floor was becoming more and more uncomfortable. "Very much so." He shifted slightly in order to pull the alchemist closer to him. "There is just something about you... And I've yet to figure out what it is."
"Aneliad, i have no idea how much of what ever it was you drank but it had permenatly addled your mind. There is nothing special about me." He shook his head. "I am a bitchy, unpersonably alchmest that would sooner through people from his shop than sell things to them."
"My mind became addled the moment I first fired that arrow upon you and saw your skin reflecting the flames." His head tilted towards the alchemist, resting nicely upon the other man's blonde locks. "Would you prefer I leave?"
His cheeks turned pink again and he cursed his pale complexion. "I believe if you left I would be sad."
"Then, perhaps, we should sit somewhere else and begin getting to know each other? So I am not just some stranger that held you captive in the woods?" He chuckled softly as he spoke, feeling unnervingly giddy for some reason.
"Captive? I was not captive except of my own wants." He smirked remembering the night in the woods. "There is no where pleasent to sit around here that is not full of people."
"Not even here? In your shop somewhere?" His brow furrowed slightly as he released the man in order to stand. He seemed to recall a backroom of one shop that had been padded down with softness for certain occassions such as things that a shop could oft be closed early for. "I want to know you, Sebastian... Strange as that may sound."
"No, not here. Why would there be? it is my store not my home." He stood along with Aneliad. He brushed his figners through his hair. "There is not much to know, but i supose, we could go to my home for tea?"
"You are a mystery to me, fair angel..." He let fingers graze gently against the alchemist's cheek. "Tea would be lovely though... As would a chance to clean myself up. I'm certainly in no condition to be good company for someone such as yourself..."
He ignored the feeling the others fingers against his skin sparked adn turned toward the door. "Come then......tea." He opened the door and steped out into the sunlight.
Only when he was out in the golden rays of the sun did he realize how truly horrid he looked... At least clothing wise. His pants were loose; at least two sizes to big, and his shirt was too small. His boots were mismatched and his gloves appeared to be made of a soft, white lace. "Good gods... I look like hell."
"You look .... Well I will just keep my mouth shut on that." he smirked. "Perhaps we should get out of hte city before people start to notice."
"I'd prefer it if you spoke your mind... But, if you insist..." He snorted as he slipped into the shadows rather than walk beside the alchemist. He'd emerge only when they were 'safe' in the woods and away from the majority of the crowds.
The alchemist tried to keep any thought of what had happened in theses woods out of his head as they walked. He would get to his home and get the archer something presemtable to wear and tea and not make a fool of himself.
"So silent, Sebastian..." He mused as he slipped back into place beside the alchemist, fingers twitching as if tempted to wrap themselves around the other's arm. He seemed so strange without his bow... Without the things that marked him as 'the archer'... And yet he was still oddly complete as if nothing could take what he was from him.
"I supose i should ask how you managed to loose you close." he looked at the other as he steped over a tree root, noting that they were close to the fields as the underbrush started to thin out.
"If I could remember I would tell you." He said almost sheepishly as he ran fingers back through his hair. The majority of the night before was a complete and utter blur... And, for some reason, he had a feeling t'was probably for the best that was the case.
"Right....." The forest cleared to reveal fields covered in the first green bits of what ever was growing and in the distance a nice house. "Dont step on the baby plants, the owners will get mad."
"You don't believe me?" He sounded almost hurt as he continued to follow along, carefully picking his way through the various plants. It had been forever since he'd walked through fields of freshly growing plants... Almost another world ago.
"I didnt say I didn't believe you." he laughed slighlty. He wondered why he was nervous showing the other his home. Showing wolfboy was no problem so why did his stomach turn at the though of Aneliad thinking it was unworthy.
He made a slight 'hmph' noise as he hoisted the oversized pants back up onto his hips. He really wished he had known why on earth he'd been wearing these ones when his leather breeches had been so much more comfortable. "Almost there?"
He pointed at the cottage. "That is it....just a little further." He managed to keep his nervous out of his voice but just barely.
He fought the temptation to slip his arms reasurringly around the other man's waist... To give him a gentle n** on the neck. Instead, he kept his eyes focused on the cottage before him. "Good... These pants keep threatening to fall off... Very uncomfortable."
He resisted looking back to see if the archer was telling the truth. Instead he dug out his keys and unlocked the door to his home. "I believe I can find something better, fitted to you." He opened the door and turned to motion Aneliad in.
"I'm only certain that you could find something better suited to my needs." He grinned as he stepped over the threshold into Sebastian's house. "Of course, I should very much like a chance to clean up before slipping into something clean if you'll allow me that chance."
"Yes, right... this way." He led the archer through the house and into his room, which happened to be where the only bath was. Ignoring that they were in his room he pointed at a door. "Through there....everything you need should be there. I will.....leave some things for you on the bed, and go make the tea." He said the last a little fast as he tried not to imagine Aneliad naked and in his room.
"Many thanks..." He said softly as he slipped into the bathroom. He could hardly believe how often he'd been taken in by the kindness of strangers as of late. This certain stranger was one that he was insistant upon getting to know better... After he was more presentable.
After Aneliad had entred the bathroom Sebastian skuttled out of the room and into the kitchen to make tea. For some reason he pulled down a rose and mint tea and started heating water for it.
He shed his over and undersized clothes, tossing them into a heap off to the side to be dealt with after he'd properly cleaned himself up. Slender fingers fiddled with the shower knobs in order to adjust the temperature to 'just right' before slipping in. The water pounding down over his slender form did wonders for muscles that had been drawn tight from spending nights wherever he had spent them previously. A groan passed over his lips as he tilted his head towards the spray.
He fussed around the kitchen, making tea and draging out a few left over bite sized pastries. "I am not going to think about a naked Ane.......no, not thinking...." He muttered to himself as he pulled glasses down.
Suds trailed in swirling patterns along his skin as he stood beneath the thundering waters, letting them take away the dirt from days. Finally, when he was content with his cleanliness he turned the water off, peeking out from behind the shower curtain in search of a towel. When he saw none he called out, hoping the other man would be able to hear him. "Sebastian... Where do you keep your towels?"
Towels....s**t... "Under the sink..." He called out. Yanking the tea off the stove he skurried back into his room to look for something for the archer to wear. He knew he had things that shoudl fit the man, sadly they were burried under piles of robes and his loose black slacks and shirts.
He tried to keep his feet steady upon the tile floor as he stepped out of the shower, cursing as he nearly fell before finally finding a towel. He squeezed the water from his hair with the fabric before running the fluff down over his skin to catch most of the moisture. When he was finished he wrapped the towel around his middle, tucking the extra flap in just beneath his navel. His hair was left to hang free down to mid back as he stepped out of the bathroom and into the alchemist's room.
Sebastian was kneeling on teh floor, his robe had been discarded for a fluffy green sweater that hung off one shoulder. "...Gods be damned....there!" he pulled a pair of pants out of the bottom of teh drawer and turned around.
"Ack! Aneliad......" He blinked staring at the bearly covered form on the archer.
He had been admiring the view of the alchemist's backside when the familiar feeling that the man's voice reciting his name came upon him. His cheeks flushed a soft rose color, sheepish grin overcoming his face. "Come now... You act as if you've never seen a man's chest before.... Or his legs, for that matter."
"Its...not....oh hush!" He threw the pants at the archer. "Put those on before you give me an anurisum." He stood and brushed his pants on. Standing it was more ovbious that the sweater didnt fit well but instead showed off a nice portion of his left shoulder.
"Fine." He huffed as the pants were tossed at him, feeling his towel begin to slide off. "Had I known my body was hideous enough to cause things like that I'd have left those baggy pants on..." His brow furrowed slightly as he swung the pants around. "You'd better turn away so I don't scar you anymore..."
"Actually, you're beautiful Ane." The words were out of his mouth before he had time to realise he had thought them.
"Is that so?" He snorted softly as he turned away from Sebastian in order to drop the towe, leaving only his back exposed as he tugged the pants up over his legs before securing them at his waist.
"Yes, it is." Sebastians voice was much closer as the alchemist rested his hand on the archers shoulder. "In ways I cant explain."
He turned back to face the other man, tenderness seeping into the features of his face. "If we stay here talking like this your tea is going to go to waste..."
"Tea...yes..." He removed his hand slighlty reluctantly and turned back to the door. ".....tea."
He followed after Sebastian slowly, fingers reaching up to knot his hair into a quick braid as he did so. In truth, he would have liked nothing more than to remain in the alchemist's bedroom... But after the reaction in the forest? He knew that there must be more wooing before that.
Walking into the kitchen he grabed the hot tea, glasses, and pastries before setting them on the table. "Pick a chair." He motioned at the soft chairs before taking one himself.
He chose the chair nearest Sebastian, pulling one knee up to his chest as he let his bare foot balance on the edge of the seat. "Thank you for offering me the comforts of your home... Especially since I've not been the nicest to you as of late."
"It is no problem." he poured two glasses of tea and handed one to Aneliad. "Here, should make you feel better."
"Thank you..." He looked down into the reflective surface of the tea for a moment before taking a sip, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. "So, Sebastian... Tell me something about yourself that no one knows."
He blinked into his tea as he took a sip. Something no one knows.... "I cant swim..."
"That's good... Because I hate boats." He flashed a brilliant grin up at the other man, eyes dancing with an odd sort of meriment. "As I said, I want to get to know you better... Ask me any question and I'll answer it in truth... All I ask is the same from you."
"Boats are evil." He had not had a good time on teh trip to this continent, most of it had been spent barricaded in his room. "Anything? Then what is something no one knows about you?"
"Hmm..." He fell silent for a second as he studied his beverage once more. A sip was taken to wet his lips before he set the cup aside. "I still dream of the past as it may have been in the future."
"So you dream of things that didnt happen but could have?" He looked at Aneliad over the top of his glass. In the sweater, the glasses, adn how the sleeves almost covered his hands he looked like a shy student being confrotned by a teacher.
He nodded slowly as he looked up to Sebastian, wondering for a brief moment how the alchemist would fit into his dreams. "And you, Sebastian... What do you dream of?"
"Candy..." He lowered the glass grinning. "And lately a strange little imp with a bow."
"Candy?" He chuckled as he shook his head. So the alchemist had a sweet tooth... He would do well to remember that. "Now... This imp? Is the bow bright blue like a ribbon atop a package? And will I ever meet this odd creature that has captured your thoughts?"
"The bow was wodden and has been pointed at me on occasion." His hands still rested around his glass as he kept his eyes trained on the tea. He was afraid to see the look on the archers face.
He reached forward, fingers gently cupping the young man's chin. "Forgive me for that? The heavens would have my heart for trying to take one of their angels from them."
"I told you I am no angel." He said quietly. "I hold no grudge against you for it."
"Only an angel could save me from my demons..." He said softly before leaning in to press his lips tenderly to the corner of Sebastian's rosie tiers. "Don't argue with me on this one... You'll never convince me otherwise."
"Demons?...." He blinked and tried despriatly not to blush. He was not a innocent little virgin for heavens sake. "But I am no angel, angels are kind and sweet."
"You are kind... More than once today you've offered me something to ease my discomfort... As for sweet?" He grinned as he eased back against his chair, taking his cup up between slender fingers once more. "I find your lips very sweet, Sebastian."
"It is rude to not ease someones pain...." Then again had it been anyone else he would have dumped them out of his door for cluttering up the floor. "I taste like the tea, which is sweet." Obvisouly he was not good at taking compliments.
"Another question for you..." He quickly changed the subject least he end up arguing with the other man over something as simple as a compliment. "Why is there no one in your life to keep you from your lonliness?"
"I have always been alone. I supose I am use to it." From the house it was obvious. It looked like a place one person lived in, and a person who never expected another to enter into the picture.
"Many times I've wished to be alone... But Pengryf has always hunted me down." He sighed as he drew his leg back up to his chest, letting his chin fall to rest upon his knee.
Sebastian scowled at the mention of Pengryf. "Please, dont talk about him. It grates on my nerves." He took another sip of his tea. "Perhaps the gods are telling you that you shouldent be alone?"
"At least I'm not the only one..." That seemed to draw a slight laugh from between his lips, crimson eyes drifting up to meet the other man's. "Is that what you believe?"
"Well if every time you try to be alone someone appears, then perhaps." His head tilted slighlty to the side.
"The moment I find someone something happens and it turns horribly wrong... Of course... They say 'tis better to have loved and lost..." He sighed softly as he looked down to the floor. "... Than to never have loved before."
"Have you ever noticed thoes who say that have never 'lost' their love?" He reached out and rested his figners over the archers.
He turned his hand in order to gently squeeze the fingers of the alchemist. "Aye... Or they believe that they have only to find out that they never truly understood what the feelings were to begin with." His eyes closed as he lost himself to memory, trying to call forth a certain image only to find it lost on the waves of time. "Have you ever lost someone?"
"In a way....yes. And I would take it from your look that you have also?" He left his hand in the others, liking the warmth Aneliad gave off.
"One cannot lose one one never had..." He shook his head slowly before bringing the other man's hand up to his lips, pressing tiers tenderly to smooth knuckles. "That is a thing of the past though, is it not?"
"Yes, and the past should stay where it is." He smiled slighlty. "That way it does not get in teh way of the future."
He gave a gentle tug on the alchemist's hand as he lowered his foot to the floor, fully intending to lure the other man into his lap. "What is it about you, Sebastian, that lures me in as if I were a sailor enraptured by a siren?"
"Well it cant be the voice." Since he had stopped useing his old accent he knew his voice was nothing of what it once was. "Perhaps I poisoned you?"
He tugged once more, this time a bit more firmly and persistant than the last. "Perhaps... Then again... Perhaps you and I met once upon a dream and have been waiting to meet again ever since..."
Sebastian actually moved this time he was tugged, giving in to what the other wanted. "Perhaps....but dreams are never what happens in the waking world."
He eased the other man into his lap, wrapping his arms gently around Sebastian's waist. "I don't know... If you dream of something enough... It could come true."
"What have you been dreaming of that you wish to come true." He rested one of his hands on the archers shoulder, his hands cool against the others skin.
"I once dreampt of a merchant with lithe limbs and a beautiful grin... Whose slender form fit perfectly against my own." His gaze lifted to meet Sebastian's, crimson orbs blazing with a smoldering heat. "Soft and cool like the curves of the ivory moon at midnight, gracing me with his glow at high noon."
"Why are you an archer and not a poet?" He asked as his fingers brushed against Aneliad's jaw. "This merchant sounds like a lovely person, perhaps one day i shall meet them."
"Who is to say that a man cannot be many things?" He said softly as he tilted his head in order to brush lips against gentle fingertips. "Have you ever thought... That maybe you just might be this merchant?"
"My wishes never come true." His eyes were slighlty sad as he said this but his fingers trailed gently across the others lips.
"What are your wishes?" He murmured as he kissed the fingers once more before letting his tongue flicker against the slender digits. His mind was fighting a battle with his body to keep reason, not wanting to take the young man for all he was worth without finding things out... Things that were imperitive for him to know.
"I wish.....many things, to no longer wonder why I do what I do, to actually know whether I am fated to be alone forever..." Why was he telling that to the archer? He bearly knew him, didnt people usually become friends slowly? Weren't there steps you should take?
"No one is meant to be alone forever... Somewhere out there our other half exists waiting for us to find them." His arms tightened around the alchemist as he spoke in an attempt to comfort him. "We may stumble down many wrong paths before we find the one that was meant for us... But, in the end, what's meant to be will be."
"So after one falls from a cliff at the end of the path should one hope there is another path waiting for them?" He looked into the others eyes, something unreadable in the silver depths.
"No..." He said softly as his own gaze held fast to Sebastian's. "One should hope that there is someone standing at the bottom waiting to catch them as they fall."
"There was no one there to catch me..." He said softly his eyes sliding down to his own lap. "No one but myself to pick up the pieces and drag them on."
"Tell me, Sebastian... So that I may understand?" His tones were both soothing and encouraging... Offering as much support as he could with both his words and his body. It was almost as if he were the one offering to put the various pieces back together.
"I... I can't..." He shook his head. He was not ready to speak of thoes things. "Please, dont ask me to." He looked back up at the archer.
His only response was a slow nod as he leaned back against the chair, gently gathering the alchemist into his arms. He would say nothing more... Push no further... Simply let things flow along their current course.
He rested his head against the others shoulder. "Thank you Aneliad."
Fingers move to slowly run through the alchemist's hair, soothingly slipping through soft locks of spun gold. "There is no need to thank me, sweet angel... I've done nothing grand."
"There is much to thank you for..." He mumbled against the archers shoulder.
He tilted his head in order to press his lips tenderly to the other man's forehead. "I insist that I've done nothing... Even if a part of me wants to do so much more." His want was more for knowledge at the moment than anything more carnal. He wished nothing more than an understanding of the slender alchemist so that he could properly see to everything that the other man would want or need.
"But you have." he turned his head to look at the other. "You are kind to me, and dont press questions, and you are beautiful." He reached up with one hand to brush his fingers over the archers cheeks.
"Beauty is only skin deep, fair Sebastian..." He spoke softly as his hold tightened on the young man. "And if only you knew how much I wished to know every thing about you... You would be sure to find me more imposing than anything."
"Then your skin must run to the core of you." his fingers brushed throuhg Aneliad's bangs as he smiled. "I told you, there is not much to know."
"Maybe not... But someday I wish to know it all..." He leaned in to press tiers tenderly to Sebastian's soft smile, trailing fingers gently through the man's hair. "You have bewitched me, alchemist."
"Perhaps, as I said, I poisoned you? What would you do then?" He leaned into the touch as his eyes closed slighlty.
"I would die slowly of this poison as I spent days by your side, waiting to see if your words would ever give to me the antidote I so seek." He closed his eyes for a moment as he breathed in the soft scent of mint mingled with roses. It reminded him greatly of that night spent beneath the stars.
He chuckled slighlty as he shook his head. "It makes my brain hurt to try to fathom all that you say." He really couldent believe it was true. It was just too wonderful.
"Then mayhap I should remain silent for now?" He felt a feather-like chuckle fall from his lips as he looked at the lovely man seated comfortably in his lap. "Unless there is more that you want me to say."
"I believe I could listen to you for hours, but I also believe that you would find me borring after only a few moments."
"My dear man... It has been more than a few moments and I am still here, am I not?" He smirked almost teasingly as he shifted Sebastian's weight more onto his leg. "Have you nothing more you wished to know?"
He wrapped his arms around the archers neck. "I wish to know everything I can, but I can not think of a single question." He pouted slightly as he thought.
"I, on the other hand, have many questions... But they all rely upon the answer to the one I swore not to ask again." He said softly as he let lips drift down to the Dou's neck, gently nipping at the soft flesh he found there.
"Not to ask again?" He blinked and shiverd slighlty as lips met his skin.
"Aye... Because it put you at such ill ease..." He brought his lips to brush against the same spot before trailing them down to the shoulder that had been left exposed by the slipping sleeve of the sweater. "I want your pleasure, Sebastian... Not your misery."
"Your doing.....a nice job at it." He whispered as he nuzzled into Aneliad's neck.
"We were on my grounds the first time... Where is it that you feel the most comfortable, Sebastian?" He purred softly against the other man's ear before taking a lobe between his lips for a tender tug.
"Right here...." His accent was starting to slip back into place as the archer tugged at his ear.
"In this chair?" He chuckled from his throat as he eased away from the alchemist, head resting against the back of said piece of furniture. "Out of your entire home... This chair is where you are most comfortable?"
"No..." He sat up straighter and looked at the other. "With you. I am comfortable with you."
"Why? You know so little about me... I am a hunter, as I have been told. What makes you so certain that you are no more than my prey?" The way he spoke said that Sebastian wasn't just another 'conquest'... But something had caused him to ask these questions.
"I do not know why. I have been taught that fate wishes me to never be happy." He paused. "Perhaps I just cling to the little I can get..."
"I don't want you 'settling' for me because I am the 'little' you can get, alchemist." His brow furrowed slightly and, within, he felt almost as if he'd been dealth a mortal blow.
"No, nono. Ihat is not what I meant." He blinked, his eyes going slighlty wider as his hands reached up to cup the archers face. "I feel as though I am in a dream and that any moment I shall wake up to find that you are not here and truely hate me for being rude to you."
"You weren't rude... You were truthful." A smile slipped over the features of his face once more as he tilted his head towards the young man. "You fascinate me, Sebastian... So few have told me their thoughts truthfully... They've said one thing to my face and another behind my back."
He looked away slighlty, his cheeks once again pink. What is wrong with me? I am acting like a child; an innocent one at that. "It is wrong to lie, lies come back later to haunt you."
"Then may I never lie to you... There are enough creatures haunting me in the night." In truth, the night he had spent by Sebastian's side had been the only one where the 'creatures' had been kept at bay. Perhaps that was why the young man enchanted him so...
He leaned up and brushed a kiss across Aneliad's lips. "You have not lied to me yet..." His voice was trusting but he wondered if that was really true. He wanted to believe what the archer said, he really did.
"I would walk away from you and never speak again before letting a lie pass over my lips." He trailed his fingers slowly along Sebastian's sides, slender digits tracing patterns in the fabric of the young man's sweater.
"Perhaps...." he whispered. "We should move somewhere, more confortable?"
"You told me you were comfortable here..." His voice reflected an odd sort of amusement as he shifted Sebastians slender form once more, tugging the alchemist's body firmly against his own bare chest.
"Yes, but the chair can't be comfortable for you." His fingers slid down the others neck as he spoke.
"And what, pray tell, do you think would be comfortable for me, fair angel?" Slender digits moved from sides up along the man's back in order to gently massage the delicate bases of the alchemist's wings.
Sebastian shuddered. "I do not know... That is why I offered the move..."
"Where would you like to move?" He continued to question as his fingers worked their strange magic, mental notes being made of how the tender touches affected the poisonous angel.
"Anywhere, as long as you dont stop!" he looked at Aneliad, desire twisting with fear mixed in the gray depths.
His inner demons flared as those desperate words touched his ears, digits drawing tight as he fought to keep them under reign. He wanted to pin the alchemist to something once more; to feel the softness splayed beneath him... But he refused to give in to such base desires. Instead, he caught the man's mouth with his own, kissing him with a teasing tenderness as hands moved along the wing blades themselves.
He whimpered slightly. He didnt want the other to tease him, he wanted him to do something, anything, everything. Why is he hesatating?
Thumb rubbed between the wing blades as his other hand drifted down to the young man's thighs, slowly kneading into the muscles of the alchemist's legs. His lips remained fixed upon the others; tongue weaving its way around distracting Sebastian from any sort of thought. He wasn't concerned about himself... Just the pleasure of the other man.
His hands twitched against the archers skin. He was trying to think of somethign to think, or say, or do, but his mind wouldent focus. All it wanted to do was think about the mans lap he was sitting in.
He parted his lips from Sebastian's slowly, giving the man a moment to catch his breath before brushing his lips gently against his ear. "What would you have me do?"
"Anything, everything." He couldent understand what drove him to want the archer, but he did. He wanted everything about him. "Please....."
"Stand, sweet Sebastian..." He gently urged the man out of his lap, fingers returning to the slender middle of the alchemist in order to hold him steady. "Do you trust me enough to take me into your chambers?"
He moved off the others lap and stood. "I let you in there once didnt I?" His arms didnt move from where they rested around the other neck.
"Aye... But that was for a different purpose..." He said softly as he too stood, pressing his lips tenderly to the young man's cheek. "This one will be far more private..."
He blushed and took one of Aneliad's hands. "True. Come, this wan Ane..." He pulled on the archer as he walked back through the house toward his room.
He followed, keeping himself in check as he did so as not to simply sweep the alchemist into his arms and carry him off to some sweet cloud where none could ever disturb them. His fingers tightened around the other man's fingers, thumb tenderly tracing whorls on Sebastian's hand. "I follow where my shepherd leads."
"I...." He was about to argue, but decided against it. There woudl be more intresting things to do with his mouth. Walking into his room he stopped. "......"
He nearly walked into Sebastian as he had not noticed the sudden stop. Somehow he managed to quickly cover by spinning the man towards him, pulling the slender form of the sweet potions master firmly against his chest. "You fit so perfectly here..."
"I do?" he blinked up at him, slighlty shocked from the sudden spin. "Really?"
"Do you not think so?" He questioned as he held the man to him, shifting once so that their curves conformed perfectly to one another.
"Well, if that is what you mean then I would have to say yes." He pressed a kiss to the corner of Aneliad's mouth.
He bit back a growl as his arms drew more tightly around the alchemist, giving in to the glory that was the kiss as he turned his head to catch the lucious lips more fully. He cursed his inability to hide how the young man affected him, not wanting this to be the wanton melding of bodies that it had been the first time. For some reason, he wanted to show Sebastian that he was cared for.
He groaned slighlty, loving the feeling of the stregnth in the arms of the archer. It made him feel save, knowing how much of a weakling he was. "Ane...."
His arms shifted so that he could lift the man closer to him, one hand moving to brace the alchemist's backside with a tender squeeze. "Aye, sweet Seb?"
Whimpereing he looked up at the archer. "Love me...."
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Sebastian rested back against the bed, his breath panting out of him as Aneliad pulled the blanket over them. "Why....." Gray eyes slid open to look at the other.
"Why what, my toxic angel?" He questioned softly as his lips pressed against the lobe of the man he lay beside. The taste was still lingering on his tiers, sounds still echoing throughout his ears.
"You did not......" He blinked, the world slighlty fuzzy with out his glasses. "I should repay your kindness."
"You need do nothing for me, Sebastian... Nothing more than rest easy." He nodded slowly as he shifted his head to rest upon the alchemist's shoulder. "Surely you've slept just about as well as I have lately..."
"What is this sleep you speak of." He mumbled as he wrapped his arms around the outher. He nuzzled into Aneliad's hair, smelling his own shampoo, and smiled. I could sleep like this forever.
"My point exactly..." He managed to smile as he held the Dou gently, eyes closing in a calm contentment. "Sleep well, sweet angel... I'll protect your dreams."
"Then who shall protect yours..." His arms tightned around the archer as if he would never let him go again.
"Hush..." He cooed softly against the alchemist's ear, running fingers slowly through the young man's hair before letting his arm fall back around his angel. "Sleep..."
"...sleeping." his eyes closed as he listened to his lov....could he call him that now? No, that was just welcoming doom into it. "Good night Aneliad."
He felt something in his chest tighten as his name lingered in the air around him. His mind would churn on those thoughts for what seemed like an eternity before he gave in to the grasp of sleep. "Sleep sweetly, Sebastian..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 11:57 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2005 7:16 pm
___// Commings and Goings" After Damion had left the company of the alcmemist Sebastian had wandered into his room and dropped himself at his desk. The wooden surface was covered in ink stains and stains from things that were best left to the imagination. He pulled a leather bound book off the shelf before him and pulled it open to a blank page.
It was the one relic he had from his days as a student, the pages were filled with accounts of his life, the good and the bad. Perhaps it is time I go back to using this thing he though as he pulled a pen out a holder and started to write. Date unimportant... I have not felt the need to use this since before I left the academy and all my troubles there, but it seems that my troubles have followed me to my new home. Once again the troubles revolve around a man. He is Beautiful in ways I cant describe and he makes me feel like I am actually wanted. He seems to care when I am upset and tries not to do things that may cause me, well, distress. Unlike the others he even resists my advances because he feels that we shouldn�t. I don�t know what to do. Every step I take in my, relationship, with him it seems I do something and take two steps back. He showed a possessiveness of me that makes my stomach twitch when I think about it. His brother better keep his hands off me, or I will hurt him. The again I believe he will hurt him too. Please, whoever is out there listening, let me not have made a mistake in making him help his brother. I do not believe that my sanity will last another jolt.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 4:08 pm
___// Bewitched Journal tucked safely away into the pocket of his pants, he returned to the cottage in the woods where he had left the alchemist to his rest. His eyes, ever observant, immediately noticed the wolf tracks in the earth left moist from the previous rains. Curious... He shook his head before slipping into the house, stance wary of what he might encounter. "Sebastian...?"
No sounds issued from the house. Sebastian had, in his wodnerus genius had fallen asleep on his desk after scribbling in his journal.
"Seb?" He called once more as he mae his way from room to room. An eyebrow raised as he finally found the other man, hand carefully falling to rest upon his shoulder. "Toxic angel... Your back will be quite stiff if you continue sleeping like this."
Sebastian muttered something that sounded like stupid wolf and shifted in his sleep. He already had a stuff neck, but wouldent notice this until he actually woke up.
The tracks had been enough to tip him off, but the mutterings from the man's lips only seemed to confirm it. His fingers tightened slightly on the slender man's shoulder, giving a gentle tug. "Sebastian... Wake up, Cariad..." For the moment he would not question the word that he had called the alchemist... As long as he was the only one who knew what it meant it would matter not.
He grumbled and one gray opened. "Ane......" Sitting up he winced and reached up to his shoulder. " I fell asleep... You're back."
"Were you expecting me to disappear?" He smiled softly as he looked down to the man. "It appears as though you've had company... Did I miss anything of importance?"
"I, well, no..." He hadent expected the archer back after what ever it was the other day. "Damion stopped by, threatened to hurt you, nothing important."
His eyes flared a brilliant ruby before fading to something a bit more on the dulled down side. A frown threatened to tug at the corners of his lips as he fought to remain upbeat... As upbeat as he could when there was a predator around his prey. "Oh he did, did he? And why on earth is that? Have I invaded upon his hunting grounds fy cariad?" A bit of a bite was carried on the last words leaving behind a trace of often unnoticed accent.
"Umm, well.....yea, at least he though that until i corrected him." He stood up, worried that he had indeed ruined what ever he had and that it was going to be completly gone once the truth got out. "What the hell is that you keep saying?"
"You corrected him?" He tried not to sound too suprised as he spoke but the fiery brow raised over his eye spoke otherwise. "Funny... When last I spoke to that creature he said little of wanting anything to do with anyone." A soft snort-like sound passed from his person as he looked up to Sebastian. "Do you truly want to know?"
"He said he wanted me, but I told him I already had someone who had claim on my heart.... Unless I am wrong." He blinked and looked up at Aneliad. He really didnt want to be wrong but he didnt know what the archer really thought of him.
Something within him wrenched in a way that sent waves of various emotions washing over his face only to be clouded over by a mask of calm as his eyes locked with those of the alchemist. "I claim nothing of yours that you would not give willingly. I can't begin to explain the various things you have made me feel... The thoughts you have brought to my mind... All in this short time." His words became more silent as he continued to speak. "I would have you as mine... But only if that was what pleased you. For some reason... This happiness of yours... It means worlds to me."
"You would?" gray eyes stared back at red. He couldent really believe what he had heard, but he had heard it. "I'm not dreaming? This isnt going to stop when I roll off my desk and hit the floor?" He reached up to lay his hand on Aneliad's cheek.
"I told you before, alchemist... I would catch you before you fell..." He brought his hand up to carefully cradle the hand that Sebastian had grazed his cheek with. Fingers gently tightened around the other man's slender digits in order to pull the knuckles down to his lips for a tender kiss. "As I have said... I can't explain it... But that doesn't make it any less true."
"I..." Dont say it, that will be the end of it if you do, just like last time. He blinked and shook his head. "Lords......Ane..I.....its...how....."
He shook his head as if trying to clear his thoughts... Or as if trying to somehow keep the world from falling down around him. "I'm not asking you to say anything... Or explain anything... I just... Wanted you to know that I'm here." Fingers fell from those of the alchemist, teeth biting down hard on the inside of his own cheek. He felt as if he were fighting a loosing battle.
Aneliad really did want him because he liked him, not just his body. He shook his head and turned away from Aneliad to sit on his bed. "Gods ********........" He burrined his face in his hands. "First them, then Asshat then Damion......" His breath caught. "...but you...."
An odd chill flooded his slender form as he listened to the alchemist. He wanted to reach out to him... To hold him and promise sunshine and brighter days ahead... But those things were not his to promise. No matter how hard he tried, terrors would always be there. All that he could offer were mere moments of happiness in between. "Cariad... You needn't..."
"I needn't what." He looked up, eyes slighlty frantic and tears tracked down his cheeks. He couldent take it, he was going to babble the whole unneeded story to the archer at this rate.
"Put yourself through this..." He said softly as he gave in to his desires, long strides bringing him to the alchemist's side. He lowered his slender frame to the bed, opening his arms to the other man. "Come, sweet cariad... Allow me to protect you."
Sebastian threw himself at the archer and clung to him. "But I must, I dont deserve anythign you give to him." His voice cracked over his sobs. "I... I have done things, been things...."
"Hush, sweetling..." He murmured, using a name he recalled from comforting words spoken to young children. Fingers stroked gently through silky strands of blonde. "Sebastian... Think you that I am deserving of any sort of smile from an angel? Let alone the glory of having one lay beside me?"
"You are move deserving than I." He lookied up at Aneliad. "I am used, others discarded wants... I am not something one keeps for anything but for entertainment." His mind wandered back to his days at the academy.
"Bah... You do not entertain me. You vex me more than any man I've ever known..." He tilted the man's face towards him, pressing lips tenderly to a trail of tears. "I do not wish to posess you... Even if every bit of you posesses everything that is me."
"But how could you want me, after what i have done, after what I was." He was beyond realising that the archer didnt know what he had done.
"Would you still accept my arms around you knowing the lives I've brought to an end? What was in the past is merely an echo... You are the present. You will be the future." Thumbs trailed slowly over the man's cheek. "No more tears..."
"Everone kills someone in their life, whether by their own hands or by other means." He said quietly as he leaned against Aneliad. "I hold nothing against you...."
"And I nothing against you, Cariad." He cooed as he pulled Sebastian onto his lap. "Your past, whatever it was, has only made you the man you are today... The mean man that I met that poisoned me with his potions... Weaving a web of enchantment around... My heart."
"Ca..riad." He tried to say what ever it was that the archer was saying. His own accent added s strange twist to the word as he closed his eyes. "What does it mean?"
"You asked me once and, in return, I asked you if you truly wanted to know... If you do ask me but a third time and the answer will be yours." One hand continued to lace through Sebastian's hair, the other gently rubbing is back.
"I want to know." He said quietly as he leaned into the touches.
He leaned down, lips parting to speak, but not before gently brushing against the alchemist's lobe. "Fy cariad... My love..." The whispered words carried with them a warmth and reassurance beyond the archer's realm of understanding.
"...you..." He wrapped his arms around the archer adn turned his head to brush a light kiss across the others lips. "I love you Ane." he said quietly.
He swallowed hard in attempts to keep back the swell of emotion, arms moving to encircle the angel in a warm embrace. He couldn't voice his words of aknowledgement or affirmation; tongue caught on the verge of babbling. He simply sat there holding the other man tightly as if he would never let him go.
He nuzzled against the archers shoulder, his lips brushing against his skin. He couldent believe he had said it, but once it was out there was nothing to do but admit it was true.
"I won't hold you to your words... If ever you feel that it has changed... You'll tell me?" He questioned softly once he found his words. The last thing he wanted was for this lovely dove to feel trapped in yet another cage. "I... You deserve happiness."
He leaned back slightly and looked at the archer. "If it ever changes i will melt my own heart with my own potions for ever having lied to you."
"Sweet gods... You truly have bewitched me..." He shook his head slowly before dipping his lips down to press them to Sebastian's for a tender kiss.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 6:08 pm
Night Before Halloween -
I have convinced Ane to go to a ball being held at the school, though he complained at first. He said it will be a waste of time and borring but i think it will be fun. Plus that means i get to try out that new body pain i made last week.
If it works right i will be able to put it over my eyes and still blink them without having to worry about it smudging.
Aneliad said something about going as a devil......i am afraid of thoes pants he bought. They look too small for him (and i worry for my own reaction to him in them)
Either way, We are going to the ball and hopefully will see some friends there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 8:46 pm
__// Dinner For Two Sebastian smiled as he chopped cucumbers for a salad for dinner. Aneliad would be home soon and they could have dinner together. He had a feeling that there would be much talk over dinner, there were things they needed to talk about. Things that needed to be discussed.
He slipped into the house, hanging his bag by the door and removing his boots before ducking into the kitchen. A bright smile tugged the corners of his lips upwards as he caught sight of his beauty. "Haven't been working too hard, have you, love?"
"Me? work too hard?" He laughed and scooped the cucumbers into the bowl full of lettus and other vegetables. "Nothing that didnt need to be done." Instead of opening the shop on a day when no one was likely to come in he had stayed home and cleaned. This was evidant by his gray sweater and worn black pants. "Dinner is almost ready"
He reached into the bowl, plucking a cucumber from amongst the lettuce before pushing it past his lips. A few crunches could be heard before he spoke again. "One of these days... I'm going to take you into the city for dinner so that you won't have to cook... Or suffer through my cooking."
"I like cooking." He had always done it before the other had come along, and still enjoyed it now. "But maybe not cooking would be nice. Go sit down...i will get the rest of the meal."
"Yes dear..." He said in a teasingly mocking tone as he slipped into a seat at the table, fiery eyes watching the alchemist as he moved about the kitchen.
He set the salad on the table and then brought over a large steak he had cooked along with a bottle of red wine. "I am not a deer" the alchemist grinned and sat down himself.
"Ah, but you might as well be... For I've caught you with an arrow through the heart." He chuckled softly as he wrapped a hand around Sebastian's wrist.
His cheeks turned pink. "Ane, your lines get worse every day." He may have said they were horrible but he loved hearing them.
"I wouldn't say them if I didn't mean them..." Or if I didn't know you loved them. He grinned as he slid his hand up over the other man's arm a bit before releasing him. "On to dinner?"
Shaking his head he plucked a tomato out of the salad bowl and popped it into his mouth. "Yes dinner, you cut it, your better at it." Seb nodded at the steak and the knives. That was one thing he wasent good at doing. "Did you enjoy your outing?"
"It was... Refreshing." He smiled as he cut into the steak, dividing it into equal portions for he and his love. "Every now and then it helps to just go wander through the woods... And write."
"You do it alot, i would think you like enjoy it." Sebastian smiled. "you were writing about...it...werent you?" He didn't know how to refer to the connection that the two of them seemed to share other than that.
"I wrote about alot of things..." He returned the smile as he reached his hand out, covering one of Sebastian's hands with his own. "That was one of them, of course."
"Its strange, but strange in a good way." He turned his hand over and twined his fingers with his loves. "its like....well. Its like i can feel everything."
"Everything and some..." He felt his cheeks flush once more as he looked up to Sebastian. "Have you ever heard of this happening before? Should I know your every thought? Feel the very pulse within your body?"
"I dont know. I've never, well i never payed much attention to people's releationships." He though about thoes he knew from long past and couldent ever hearing something like that. "There has to be a reason for it."
"Maybe..." He closed his eyes for a moment as if that would shield his thoughts from the other man. "Maybe our bodies are simply realizing what our hears have already discovered... We're connected, you and I."
"Perhaps..." He reached up, dinner forgotten for the moment, and brushed his fingers over the others eyelids. "Though it changes nothing, just adds another layer to our connection."
"Dinner's going to get cold..." He said after a moment spent in silence, eyelids fluttering slightly beneaththe other man's touch.
Shifting quickly he looked down at dinner. "Yes....it will."
"I don't care if you don't..." He chuckled softly as he scooched his chair closer to that of the other man in order to slip an arm around Sebastian's middle.
"Well i did spend time making it, we should at least eat a little." He leaned against his lover.
"Then I... Shall feed you." A smile tugged his lips upwards once more as he released the other man in order to cut the meat further. A rather large piece was speared and then held up to Sebastian's lips.
Sebastian leaned forward and took the meat off the fork with his teeth. Lickng his lips he looked at Aneliad. "If you are going to feed me what am i going to do for you?"
"Allow me the pleasure of doing something for you for once." He nodded slowly as he speared another piece of meat, taking it into his own mouth this time with a soft groan. "Gods... This is delicious."
"I marinated it is something new this time." He grinned. He liked making things that Aneliad found pleasing. "New secret recepie"
"You're going to make me fat..." He smirked as he held another bite up to the alchemist's lips, intent on repeating this process until the two had taken their fill.
He ate the piece held out to him before answering. "I am not, the people at the pastry shop near my shop are." Sebastian still had a habit of picking up something sweet to eat at work.
"Nay... They're going to make you fat." He chuckled as he went for a vegetable this time, crunching on the tastiness of the crisp greens. "Maybe you'll start training with me?"
"I'm not going to get fat!" He squeeked indignantly. "Train? You mean get sweaty and dirty?" Sebastian loathed the though of getting dirty.
"A little run through the woods couldn't kill you..." He chuckled as he leaned in to kiss the alchemist's neck while holding out another piece of meat to him. "Then we could try swimming again..."
He shivered at the though of swimming. "None of that....no swimming." He took the meat and frowned. "And no running, i would get sweaty"
He felt his chest tighten with Sebastian's fear, fork dropping to the table with a little clatter. He wrapped his arm around the other man once more. "I promise I won't make you unless you're willing..."
"Just, dont mention swimming." He turned his head into his lovers shoulder.
"I'm sorry..." He frowned, raising a hand to run fingers back through the alchemist's hair. "I'll try to remember, Sebastian."
"Its not your fault." He leaned into the touches for a moment. "Dinner really will get cold at this rate."
"Then eat..." He smiled softly in an almost sad sort of way as he released the other man once more. "Do you mind if I go wash up? I probably should've done that before dinner..."
"Yes do that." He smiled. "I will clean up in here." Then he would join his lover in bed and it would all be better.
He said 'I love you' without speaking, pressing his lips to the top of the alchemist's head before slipping off, wondering if the rooms would be able to seperate Sebastian from his thoughts.
As his lover got up he went about cleaning the kitchen and putting the left over food away. After cleaning the kitchen he headed for their room and the warm blanket there.
He slowed the waters to a stop before turning them off completely, standing there just a bit longer before stepping out. He wrapped a towel around himself, glancing at his reflection in the mirror for a moment before slipping back into the bedroom. He smiled only when he saw Sebastian in the bed, tilting his head to the side as he admired the man that had captured his heart.
Sebastian had one arm stuck under the pillows, the other slung across the bed, as he snoozed and waited. He was thinking about the days that had passed since Halloween and the ball. That had been such an intresting night.
He let the towel fall aside before slipping beneath the covers along with the alchemist. His arms encircled the other man, lips pressing tenderly to Sebastian's neck. "I'm glad you're the one that my heart's bonded to... I can't think of anyone else that I'd rather spend an eternity with."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 10:44 am
__// Sleeping Beauty Comfortable bed... Glorious sleep... All of those things had been high on his mind right up until the moment where he'd curled up on the couch in a position that couldn't have been all that comfortable. He was just so sleepy... Even if he'd slept most of the morning away.
Sebastian had shut the shop down early after a nasty confrentation with a customer blaming him for their cat getting into a poision they bought from him. He didnt feel like dealing with people anymore. Heading home he wondered vagely why it seemed Aneliad was still asleep, he had slept most of the morning, though that was excusable. His cheeks turned pink as he shook that though out of his head and headed though the forest.
Back at home, the curtains had been drawn shut in the living room to create the perfect den of darkness for daytime naps. His body moved little as he lay there, lost in the deep dreaming of a man who, because he had slept so long, would probably be awake all night.
He frowned at the closed cutrians and opened the door. "Ane?" dropping his satchel by the door and leaving his shoes he padded into the living room.
He shifted slightly as his voice was called, head burrowing closer to the pillow that he had made himself comfortable on. He didn't want to move... Not at all...
Seeing the other man on the couch he walked over and kneeled beside him. "Ane? Your going to get a crick in your neck like that." He had spent hours one evening working the kinks out of the archers shoulders aftre an intentional nap once.
His body radiated a soft warmth... Nothing truly different than usual due to the fire contained within the archer, but it was there just the same just as if he were awake. He mumbled something that sounded a bit like 'dun care' as he rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket closer to his body.
Resting his hand on his lovers cheek he frowned slighty. Aneliad was usually cooler when asleep, or tired. Something was wrong, perhaps he was comming down with a cold? "Ane, at least get to the bed, you will care later."
He went on to protest for quite some time before the threat of Sebastian leaving him to his own devices caused him to rise to his feet. He stumbled towards the bedroom, collapsing face first onto the bed with his blanket wrapped around him like a cocoon. The moment he hit the mattress he was sleeping again... The sleep of a man who had lay awake for an eternity only to find this one moment's rest
Sebastian slipped into the bedroom with a mug of herbal tea. Upon seeing his love asleep he shook his head slowly. "Sleeping won't get you out of drinking my tea, Aneliad... You'll drink it when you wake up." He said softly as he set the mug on the bedside table, running fingers slowly through the archers hair. He didn't care what the other man said... There was something wrong, even if it would pass.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 1:32 pm
__// Brothers and Books He slammed the door to his shop open and dropped, lightly, the box from the pastry shop across the street on the counter. He hated people, really hated people. One of the local asses had decided to try to tell him no man had reason to be carting around a pink box full of sugary treats. He wished Aneliad had been there to stick an arrow in the mans a**.
He had pestered Pengryf and then pestered him some more... He was tired of sitting around reading the books that the Dou had helped him aquire from one of the lesser libraries... He wanted to get out and do things.
Eventually, he had managed to talk the man into showing him where Sebastian worked.
Flopping onto a chair he popped open the box and grinned down at the cake slices held within. "Sugary...nothing wrong with that." He huffed to himself and grabbed a fork and took a bite.
He peeked through the window, head tilting slightly to the side as he looked within before heading towards the door. He wasn't going to find anything by remaining outside, was he? He placed his hand on the door, pushing it open in order to step inside.
Hearing the bell over the door he frowned and looked up slowly ready to snap at whoever it was for untrupting his cake enjoyment. "You know.....Ei?" He blinked. He hadn't expected to see the other man. Brow creasing slightly he waited on Pengryf to appear.
"Yes?" He blinked as he looked up almost innocently, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "At least he gave me correct directions."
"He's not with you?" He took another bite of the cake, not wanting it to get warm and not delicious, and sat up straighter. "You were looking for me?"
"Yes... And no." He shrugged. "I did not want to sit around Pengryf's... Apartment, is it? Yes... Apartment... Any longer. It was dull."
"Well appartments usually are when there is only one person home." He grinned, it was never dull around his home, at least not anymore.
His nose scrunched slightly for whatever reason before he shook his head to clear his features. "What is it that you do here?"
"I make potions and things." he waved at the shelves and shelves of bottles. "And i sell herbs and spices, and anything that goes into potions and such."
"Do your potions use magical components?" He raised an eyebrow slightly as he moved towards a rack of herbs.
"No, i'm bad at magic so i make things that look like magic with other things." He kept an eye on the other. Some of thoes bottles were dangerous.
"Not everyone can be 'good' at magic... I have read somewhere that one has to be born with it inside of them." He trailed his finger over a bottle marked 'pepermint' before looking back towards the alchemist. "Aneliad has magic... So does Pengryf."
He nodded and chewed another bite of his cake before answering. "Yea, i have a little of it but is is dead from non use." He figured that since Aneliad had magic that his brother did also. "Well the are brothers, it makes since that if one does the other does too."
"Dead?" His eyebrow raised slightly. "That is... Silly. Magic cannot die. It's somewhere inside of you even if it is... Sleeping?"
"Okay, either way i dont use it and dont know how." He looked down at the box and the slice of cake he hadent started eating. "Cake?" He pointed at it with his fork.
"I'm... I am certain that you could learn if you wished to do so." He nodded slowly before peering into the box. "What is in this cake?"
"I dotn want to learn, i would rather make this stuff." He looked at his collection. It had always make him feel more accomplished making things than useing magic. "Its called red velvet cake, its...well its red and has cream cheese icing"
"Sounds... Interesting..." He poked at the icing with his finger, getting a bit of the creamy substance on his slender digit before popping it into his mouth. "Mmmm."
"Its tasty" he held up the fork. "Tastes better if you eat the cake with the icing."
He took another taste of the icing alone before plucking up a piece of the cake as well this time. "Ooh! It does taste better!"
"Told you." he took a bite of his cake. "You can have that one if you want, i will get complained at that i am going to get fat if he finds out i ate two pieces"
He seemed to pause and think about this for a moment before proceeding to devour the piece of cake as if he'd never had something so sweet before. Chances were, he probably hadn't.
He raised a brow and ate his cake. "Dont tell me you havent had cake before...."
"Of course I've... I have. Had cake before." His nose scrunched as he looked up at the other man. "Just not cake with this much... Sugar."
"Its not that bad..." He was slighlty glad he hadent offered him any of the piece he had been eating.
"No. It is not bad at all. It is good." He nodded, tongue flickering over his lips to catch a stray piece of frosting.
"Well they do have the best cake in the city." He grinned and finished off the cake. "That's why i set my shop up here, best food in town right across the street."
"It is a good place for a shop... Easy to find as well as far as this big city is concerned. I do not care much for it... But Pengryf says that it 'Is not as hard as I make it'."
"Its not that hard really, as long as you dont try to memorize all of it." He shuddered at the though of it all. "Mostly you just remember where you need to go and leave the rest alone."
"But... What if there is a place that you may need to go that you have not memorized?" He tilted his head to the side, curiously looking at the other man.
"Then you get directions and pray you dont get lost." He licked the last of the icing off the fork and shoved the box into a trashcan.
"I am... Not good with directions." His brow furrowed slightly as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Pengryf took my map."
"A map of this place? Its probaly useless anyway." He snickered and stood up. "its easier to find soemone you know that knows where you are going"
"I had one. It was not useless... If I could find where I was then it would be easy to find where I was going." He nodded and, for a moment, seemed almost child-like.
He raised a brow. "Actually.....for all that seems a little childish, that makes sence. You have to know where you are if you want to know where you are going."
"Exactly!" He exclaimed, letting his arms fall down to his sides. "Now... If only Pengryf could be made to understand that."
"I thing to make him understand anything would take a meeting of a large frying pan and his skull." snickering he walked over to the door and flipped the sign to closed. "He is as stubborn as he looks."
"No. That wouldn't... Would not. Work either." He snorted softly leaving one to wonder if he'd actually tried hitting Pengryf with the pan...
"Really? i would think a pan would get it across....you havent tried that have you?" He looked back at Ei with a brow raised.
He seemed almost offended as he looked up at the alchemist. "Of course not! I would never hit someone..."
"Humm...damn, he could probably use it." He shrugged.
"He isn't... Is not. That bad. Sometimes." He shook his head slowly. "There is something odd about him though."
"What ever gave you that idea." laughing he walked over and rested a hand on Ei's shoulder. "He is a weird one, just like his brother."
"Yes... But you do not see beaches when his brother is around, do you?" He raised a brow as he looked up at the other man.
"Beaches? No.....stars maybe, but not beaches." His brow creased. "Why would you see beaches?"
"I... Do not know." His brow furrowed as well as he looked down. "But the beach is there... And so is the sand and the salt..."
"Usually there is sand and salt at a beach." He walked back around the counter. "So....does he see it too?"
"I don't... Do not. Think so." He blinked. "At least... Not always."
"Not always? So he has before?" That intrested him. It didnt make sence reallly, unless there was a good reason for Gryf to be so protective of the other mage.
"It is nothing, really." He shrugged, brushing it off as if it were nothing before quickly changing the subject. "Do you have books?"
"A few, mostly alchemy and potion books. Why?" He tilted his head, glasses slipping down his nose slightly.
"Because I am tired of reading the books that Pengryf lets me bring into the house?" He raised a brow as he began to move around the shop once more. "May I borrow one?"
'"Sure, i have some here, they are in the backroom." He headed to the back of the shop. "Come on, I'll let you pick one"
He followed after the other man with a slight spring in his step. Pengryf wasn't going to be all that happy... But he didn't particularly care at this moment. He needed something solid to read.
In the back room was a bookshelf covered in old books, some of which were from Sebastians days in school. "Pick one, just not the black bound one. Its old and i dont want it getting hurt"
"I do not hurt books..." He huffed softly as he stepped up to the shelf, running his fingers slowly over the bindings before pulling down one of the thicker ones.
"its special, i dont let anyone borrow it." He shook his head. "Maybe i will let you read it here one day, but its not leaving the shop."
"That's... That is. Fine." He nodded slowly as he pulled the other book to his chest. "May I borrow this one then?"
"Sure, just dont try to do anything that it says." He set something in the place of the book so that the other books didnt fall over.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at the other man. "I know better than to mess with things, Sebastian."
"Just saying." He shruged. "Things like this can be intresting so lots of people like to try them"
"I am one man... Not lots of people." He shrugged as he turned to walk back into the main part of the room.
"Your worse than i am." he snickered as he followed Eiwhaz back to the front of the shop. "Have fun with that, it should be intresting"
"I am sure that I will." He flashed a grin back to the alchemist before looking at the door. "I should probably be on my way before the bull begins to worry. I am certain that you wouldn't... Would not. Want him wandering through your shop."
"Wandering though here ranting that i 'kidnapped you' not really." He smirked. "Wouldent want him breaking anything."
"Then I shall see you when I finish the book." He nodded before slipping out of the shop, making his way down the road towards the 'bull's' apartment.
Sebastian shook his head and turned the shop sign back open. With the appearence of the mage he had a feeling that the day was going to be intresting.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 10:28 am
__// From the Ashes The archer had been... Unwell, to say the least. It had become more and more apparant to everyone who knew him in the weeks that had passed. This was no simple weariness that would pass. This was something far more.
He had gone to the lab without the knowledge of his love in order to find out what was going on with him and they had told him. They had told him to rest... They had told him that he would get weaker... And he had told Sebastian none of this. He had simply told his mate that he would be better... With time.
Sebastian sat at the table in the kitchen of the home he shared with his lover staring into a cup of tea. He wasnt drinking it but liked the warmth and the smell of the mint.
He was worried about Aneliad, but his lover want telling him anything, other than he would be well eventually.
He had barely made it into the bathroom this morning, looking like a massive mess. His hair was pulled back away from a ghostly pale face, a few strands that had fallen were now slicked to his forhead. His eyes, once vibrant with an internal fire were dull... He ached... He shouldn't have left the bed at all.
Hearing a sound from the back of the house he was brought back to reality. Ane... He got up and headed into the back of the house looking for his lover. He should not be up. "Ane?" He walked into their room and looked for his lover.
He parted his lips to respond to Sebastian but found no words. His mouth was dry... Parched. Slender fingers grasped the edge of the sink as if attempting to balance himself with one hand while the other reached for the faucet. Water... Water might help.
He heard the water start and walked into the bathroom. "Ane, what are you doing out of bed." He walked over and reasted a hand on the other shoulder.
A shaking hand was held beneath the water, droplets carefully brought up to dry lips so that he could attempt speach once more. "Can't stay'a'bed, Seb..."
"You should, you dont have the energy to stand." He brushed his fingers Aneliad's hair. "Please, go lay back down."
He shook his head slowly, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him as he did so. "Seb... No more bed. N'more."
"Then go sit down somewhere." He didnt like the look of his lover. He looked to much like....like he is going to die. He shook his head slighlty. "Please, i will make you something for lunch."
"N'food... N'bed..." He shook his head once more, letting his eyes close as he leaned against his love. "So... Tired."
He wrapped his arms around Aneliad. "Ane...."
His breathing was slow, almost as if he'd fallen asleep in the arms of his mate. He moved little save for the rise and fall of his chest from time to time proving that he was still alive.
He sighed. He couldnt exactaly carry Aneliad back to bed and he didnt think he could stand here without his legs falling asleep. "Why wont you tell me what is wrong." he muttered to himself as he combed the others hair gently.
"Nothin's wrong..." He mumbled, nuzzling his head gently against Sebastian. He may have been able to be lead back towards the bed, even if it was one of the last places he would've liked to have been.
He shook his head and turned the other back out of the bathroom. "Yes there is...." Everyone knew something was wrong but it seemed that he was the only one who didnt know what it was.
"Jus... Tired." He stumbled alongside Sebastian, allowing himself to be lead back towards their bed. "Be fine... Soon'e'nuff."
"Yes, you'll be fine." But just tired does not to this to someone, just tired is easily solved. This is something else... He manovered Aneliad back into their room and sat him down on the bed before he sat beside his lover.
He curled up on the bed, holding one of the pillows tightly to his body... Or, rather, as tightly as he could. The other man could have easily wrestled it from him should he choose to do so. He was 'asleep' soon after, lost to the world once more.
Sebastian stayed where he was on the end of the bed and stared at the wall. Aneliad had been getting weaker and weaker for a while now and the potionmaker was not pleased. He was worried.
He hadn't mentioned it to Aneliad but his appetite had died mostly and he was sleeping less incase something happened to his lover.
Sensing the change in the potion maker the last time he'd visited the shop, the rune guardian insisted upon nudging Pengryf in the direction of Sebastian's home. "Your brother isn't well... Seb isn't well because of it."
"I know, but they can take care of themselves, why do we have to go there?" It wasn't that he didnt care what happened, but he didnt want to end up telling Sebastian what was wrong with his brother before the other had a chance to do it.
"Because someone has to care for Sebastian while he tries to care for your brother." He nodded slowly as he stopped, giving Pengryf's arm a squeeze. "You know this, bull head."
He sighed and trudged toward the home of his brother. "I guess...."
"You should not guess. When it comes to matters such as this... You should know." He nodded once more as he picked up his pace to match that of his companion. "It will be good for them both to know that they are supported."
"it would be better if Aneliad would stop being an a** and tell Sebastian what is wrong." he didnt like that his brother was keeping it from his lover.
"Your brother... Is a proud man, yes? Perhaps he doesn't... Does not. Want his bond fretting over him any more than he needs to?" His brow furrowed slightly. "I have heard 'tis a painful process, pushing a child through one's... Wait. Aneliad lacks that. This does not make sense."
"But not telling him causes Sebastian to fret more. Not knowing is always worse than worrying." He looked down at Eiwhaz as he made his last statement. "I believe it is different for us, were not human you know."
"This is for your brother to tell though, is it not? The least we can do is see to it that Sebastian is alright even if Aneliad is not." He shrugged, trying not to think about the differences between themselves and others who were 'normal'.
"Yes, but i still dont think it is right. Sebastian should know." He shruged and headed down the path in the forest.
"And if roles were reveresed... Would you?" He blinked, tilting his head to the side. "Would you tell me?"
He looked down at the other for a moment. "If that happened to me i would tell you. Its not right to keep something like that from someone."
"You do not even understand why it is that he did what he did?" He blinked, thinking for a moment before shaking his head once more. "A baby wouldn't suit you... You would get fat."
"No, i dont. It's Sebasstians kid too, he should know it exists." He snorted and pushed a vine out of the way. "Yea wouldn't want me getting fat."
"He will know." He nodded once more. "As soon as it is birthed. That would be rather hard to miss."
"Yea well that is a rather rude way to tell someone. 'Oh by the way, guess what, its yours.' " he shook his head. "Either way, I dont like it and no matter what am i going to think i is right."
"Then... Perhaps you should stay here and I will continue on to check on them." He shrugged, picking his way past a fallen log.
"I'll keep my mouth shut, i did when i carried his prego butt home." he looked down at Ei. This was strange but he suposed it ment they were getting closer if Ei was going to drag him places.
"Why did you not say something then?" He raised a brow as he glanced back, nearly stumbling over something as he did so. That little trip made him seem, for a moment, flawed in an almost human way.
"I did, and he said it was none of my buisness." Aneliad was his brother he wasent going to tell Sebastian if Aneliad has asked him not too. "So i stayed quiet." Catching Eiwhaz from the fall he straightned the other. "You alright?"
"You are distracting me." Was that a teasing note in his voice. "I cannot seem to both walk and talk to you at the same time unless you are beside me. Keep up?"
He chuckled and steped up beside Ei. "Yes yes i am such a distraction."
"Of course you are... Keeping me from walking straight... And from reading books that I should be learning from." He huffed softly, crossing robed arms over his chest.
"I have nothing to do with your walking, and you know i hate books like that." He shoved a treebranch out of his way and spotted the house in the woods.
"You, sir, despise them because you do not understand them." He... Smirked? Yes. Eihwaz smirked as he looked towards Pengryf, sticking his tongue out at the larger Dou.
"I do too!" He stated at the smaller Dou. "Brat..." heading to the house he waited for the other to catch up to him. "You knock, it was your idea."
"Brat? If that is the best you can come up with... You certainly do not." He snorted as he stopped at the door. "It is your brother's home. You knock."
"You are a brat." He reached out and knocked on the door. "and i do understand them i just think there are better ways to learn."
Inside Sebastian noticed the knock and after looking back at the sleeping Aneliad got up to see who was there.
"If I am... This brat thing that you speak of... I have no further need to talk to you." He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for Sebastian to come to the door.
"Exactally what I was talking about." He chuckled and grabed Ei. "Least you are a cute brat."
Opening the door he stared at the others on the other side. "Pengryf...Eiwhaz....what are you doing here." He blinked and pushed his hair out of his face.
He swatted at Pengryf before attempting to push the other mage away from him so that he could properly greet Sebastian. "We... Came to check on you and Egghead's brother."
"Oh..." He blinked. Stepping aside he motioned for them to come on. "Thanks, though he is sleeping so I dont think he will be very friendly."
"I am not an egghead..." He snorted and walked inside at Sebastians request.
"Then we can at least check on you." He nodded as he brushed past Pengryf, glancing over at Sebastian. "You need food... And rest. Let us watch Aneliad for a bit."
"I ate breakfast and took a nap, no need to worry." he smiled at the two. He couldnt sleep, he knew that he couldnt sleep, not when Aneliad might wake up and need him.
"It isn't... Is not. Good for you both to be weak, Sebastian." He nudged Pengryf with his elbow in hopes of getting the other man to back him up. "You need to rest while he is resting."
"But if he wakes up..."
"Sebastian, go in there and get in bed and go to sleep." He walked over and poked the potion maker in the chest. "You look like a wreck."
"If he wakes up we'll... We will. Wake you up." He nodded slowly. Somehow he knew that Aneliad wouldn't be waking up any time soon.
Sebastian looked like he was going argue until Pengryf poked him and he almost tipped over. "Fine....but...if he wakes up."
"We'll wake you up, now go to sleep."
He shook his head slowly as he gently led Sebastian towards the bedroom, planning on checking on Aneliad while they were making Seb rest.
Sebastian went easily, though he would have rather stayed awake. He didnt want somethign hapening while he was asleep and not able to help.
"Sleep. It'll... It will. Do wonders for both you and Aneliad, Sebastian." He nodded slowly as he eased the man down beside his life mate, making a mental note of the way Ane seemed more at ease with Seb around him.
He though about argueing for a moment but instead curled up beside Aneliad and wrapped an arm around his lover. At least this way if Aneliad tried to get up he would be able to feel him.
Pengryf stayed in the main room of their home and picked up a few things that the potionmaker had left lying around.
He remained in the room with the two for a moment, setting a rune of guarding on the bedstand so that he would be alerted should anything happen before joining Pengryf. "I think... Things will be alright."
"Really? They asleep?" he looked up when Ei entered again. He was holding a few books and a bottle of something a sickly green as he turned around. They had been left on the floor and he figured Sebastian would like them put up.
"Aneliad won't... Will not. Wake.. Not for quite some time." He nodded slowly. "We may have to wake him earlier to see to it that he has nutrients."
"I have a feeling Sebastian will wake up and spaz about getting Aneliad something to eat. Though having help might be good." He set the books on the table and looked for some place better for the bottle.
He flopped down onto the couch, letting his eyes close for a moment. He felt as if there were many things he should be thinking about... And yet nothing came to him.
Setting the bottle on the mantle he walked over and sat beside the other. "Whats on your mind?"
"Many things... And nothing at all." He nodded slowly as, for a rare moment, he found himself curling up against Pengryf.
He set his arm around Eiwhaz "Sounds like its fun."
"How would you know?" He raised a brow as he looked up to the other mage. "You don't... Do not. Think."
He looked down at Ei for a moment, trying not to get angry at being called an idiot, again, and pouted. "I do too."
"You do?" He couldn't help but smile as he leaned his head a bit more heavily against Pengryf.
"Alot thank you." He poked the other in the side.
A soft squeak passed over the petite mage's lips as he inched away from Pengryf. "About what?"
He didnt let the smaller mage get very far. "Lots of stuff, you know life, the universe, everything." He grinned as he looked at Eiwhaz.
"You? The man who does not like books? Think about the universe?" He couldn't help but laugh at that, arms crossing over his chest.
"What does the universe have to do with books?" he raised a brow as he spoke.
"The binding of books contain universes." He nodded slowly, letting himself relax against the larger man once more.
"I guess, but that isnt what i ment. I ment more about everything, and i dont completly dislike books. I just dont think you should learn everything from them."
"I am not learning everything from them." He snorted softly, attempting to pull away once more. "There are some things that you can only learn from them due to the fact that those with the knowledge have long since passed on."
"Haven't we had this argument twenty times?" he sighed and leaned his head back against the back of the couch.
"Not twenty... Not yet, at least." He nodded slowly, letting fingertips move over Pengryf's chest.
"Close enough." he chuckled and looked down at Ei without moving his head.
: His hand continued to move for a moment, idly as if petting the larger Dou. "Still regretting coming here?"
"Well it is good to know they are alive and that Sebastian is still sleeping." He wondered why Ei was being so, well, cuddly, latley. It was strange though he wasnt going to complain. "So I guess not."
He tensed for a moment, hand freezing before continuing its trail. His mind seemed fuzzy and oddly so, thoughts still trying to process themselves one by one.
Reaching up with one hand he brushed his fingers through Ei's hair. He didnt want to move the mage since he didnt get a lot of closeness out of him and he liked it.
He tilted his head towards Pengryf's touches, appreciating the close comfort for the moment. It... Truly wasn't all that bad.
He let his fingers continue their movement gently as he closed his eyes. The though crossed his mind that it was strange that Ei could be cuddly while not at home but seemed to hide from them back at their home.
Lost in his thoughts, he turned his head further, finding his lips pressing against the other man's arm. He was drifting again... Finding himself somewhere that he wasn't even if it was only within his own mind.
He felt the others movement but kept his eyes closed. If he opened them he knew that he would break whatever spell had a hold of Eiwhaz and the smaller mage would get up and start calling him a beast again.
A soft sigh passed over his lips as he inched closer to Pengryf, slipping an arm around his middle. Pengryf reminded him of the sea...
Shifting hsi grip on the smaller man he made it easier for him to shift closer. He didnt like admitting how good it felt to have him there beside him.
He wound up nuzzling his head against the larger man's chest, a soft coo-like sound coming from his slender form covered by robes. This was nice... Very nice.
Without thinking he turned his head down and kissed the other's forehead. He remembered Ei making that noise one night when they were asleep and though it was one of the cutest things he had heard.
He felt his cheeks flush and, at first, he thought it was soley because of the kiss... But then he realized something. It was getting warmer in the house itself.
He frowned and cracked one eye open. That heat wasnt him, and it certinly wasnt Ei. The fireplace had been empty also. Tightening his arm slighlty he wondred what was going on.
He stirred against Pengryf, brow furrowing. "There's... Something wrong. Your brother?"
"Aww ********." He shifted and started to sit up. The last thing they needed was Aneliad setting the place on fire without noticing. "Fire is not good..."
He stumbled off of Pengryf, adjusting his robes so that he could walk with ease down the hall back towards the bedchambers. That was, most certainly, the source of the heat. It seemed to be radiating from the fiery haired dou.
He followed the mage and peered into the room. "Ok, he should not be able to do that..." He remembered his brother getting really hot once when he was sick, but this was worse.
Sebastian stirred and woke up. The heat was getting to him and making him uncomfortable. "Wha.... Ane?"
His entire body seemed to be glowing with the unnatural warmth of his flames; flames that did nothing to burn that which they touched unless it was flesh of anyone other than the archer.
"Sebastian!" He reached out for the blonde, taking hold of his wrist in order to tug him away from Aneliad. "Careful."
"Ane!" He stared at his lover but didnt try to pull out of Eiwhaz's grip. He knew the flames wouldnt hurt the archer but they would hurt him. "Ane! wake up!" Something was serisouly wrong if Ane was using his magic without being awake.
"s**t." He walked over and pulled both Eiwhaz and Sebastian away from Aneliad. "You guys cant get that close to him..."
The archer didn't respond but his fire did. At the sound of Sebastian's voice, the flames became more vibrant, completely covering the archer.
"Pengryf... What's happening?" He blinked, stumbling back from the brightness.
: Sebastian struggled against Pengryf's hold. "ANE" He didnt understand what was going on. He knew that Aneliad had been sick and now he was like this? He wasn't allowd to die, he needed him.
"His magic...its reacting to something." He stared at his brother.
"You're... You are. Not going to help him by hurting yourself, Sebastian." He held tightly to the potion master's wrist, intent on holding him back away from the flaming man.
Slowly, but surely, the flames started to seperate from Aneliad, taking on a form of their own. The shape flexed in the air above him before it was brought vertical, 'fingertips' flickering and a set of eyes forming on a 'face'.
Pengryf watched amazed. Well that explains alot He realised what was happening as the form started to take shape.
"Wha...wh....Ane..." He whimpered as he watched what was going on.
Aneliad's lips parted in a loud gasp that caused his body to rattle, the breath giving 'life' to the form of flames that had been gathering within him, seemingly taking it, and the fire, from the archer himself. Standing there before the curtains was the small form of... A child. A young lad who seemed to combine the best of both Sebastian and Aneliad.
Sebastian struggled out of the others grips and crawled across the bed to grab Aneliad. He had to make sure that his lover was still alive, the other form in the room was not as important. "Ane..."
He grinned and whispered to the smaller mage. "That is how it works, if you wanted to know."
Aneliad was quickly loosing heat as his body lie there still, everything having gone into the formation of the tiny Doushikai that now stood there blinking oddly colored eyes as he reguarded his parents... And the other two strange men in the room.
Looking up from Aneliad for a moment he stared at the boy. He was staring at his own face, mostly. "Who....." He shifted Aneliad in his lap and looked back and fourth between the boy and his lover.
The little boy's brow furrowed as he moved his lips to mimic Sebastian's, attempting to form the same words. He then looked down towards the red haired man, reaching a hand licked with flames out to him. Something was wrong with that one... He wasn't right... Not like the others in the room. He gave off no warmth.
Regestering Aneliads chill he stared down at him. "Ane...ANE!" He rested his hands agaisnt the others face. "Ane...wake up ane....please." tears started to form in his eyes. "You arent allowd to die."
Something was wrong. Horribly horribly wrong... The little boy's brow furrowed further as he touched the 'parent' that he had 'lived' within. As he touched the red haired man Aneliad's body lifted and another gasp-like breath filled him followed by a sputtering cough.
"Dont hurt him!" He stared at the little boy as he touched Aneliad.
He frowned deeply and, suprisingly enough, rather darkly for such a little boy before backing away, leaving Aneliad (now breathing) lying with Sebastian as he ran out of the room.
"That was..." An eyebrow raised, face twisted with confusion. "That was..."
Leaning down over Aneliad he started to babble. "Ane...thank god, please wake up, please. At least you are breathing..." He went on, not even noticing that the little boy had run.
"Woah..." He grabbed the littl boy before he going get to far down the hallway. "No running off for you."
Even though he didn't wake, he was breathing softly now, features looking more like a man asleep than a man on the brink of death.
The little one shot a glare up to the one touching him, placing a flaming hand over Pengryf's... Nothing hot enough to burn him, but definately warmer than anything that would have been comfortable. Hopefully enough to make the larger creature release him.
"s**t!" He let go of the kid. "Ok, bad use of powers."
He started to calm down as he realised Aneliad was once again sleeping. After a few moments he turned to look at Pengryf and Eiwhaz and realised the little boy was no longer there.
The little one ran off, disappearing somewhere into the house.
Ei continued to stand there, stupified... Brain unable to compute everything that he had just witnessed.
"Where did it go?" He blinked as he brushed Aneliad's hair out of his face. "What was that...why?"
"Ei?" He nudged the mage to try to get his attention.
"I.. It.." He blinked, shaking his head as he looked up to Pengryf. "My brain hurts."
"Just dont think to hard about it."
"Pengryf....Eiwhaz....what happened, where is that....kid..." He stared at the two of them as he got up, making sure his lover was comortable.
"Your son. It was... His son, right?" He blinked as he took a step back, eyeing the room. "That... Was not normal. It was not a baby. You lied. You said Aneliad was pregnant. Pregnant people have babies. Babies... Not little boys."
"My...MYWHAT!" He screeched forgetting that Aneliad was less than a foot from him sleeping.
He winced at Sebastians screech and looked at Eiwhaz. "That is what the doctor told us, said it was different for us. Dont look at me like that, im not lieing. What else could it be, I mean it looks like them."
He glanced over at Aneliad who remained unmoving save for the fact that his facial expressions seemed more strained now that Sebastian was fretting. "Seb... If you don't... Do not. Calm down... It will not be good for Aneliad."
"You just said....He....why.." He looked down at Aneliad. "Why wouldnt he tell me..." it struck him for a moment that perhaps Aneliad didnt trust him, he had wanted to keep it a secret.
"...someome shoudl go find the kid..."
"He did not want you to worry... Knew you would worry more if you knew... He just found out not long ago. Perhaps he was looking for a proper time?" He blinked, looking between the blonde and the bull.
"The right time would have been right after he found out..." Pengryf muttered.
"I....he..." He stopped and stood up, tucking Aneliad into bed and making sure he was comfortable. "I'll go find him..."
He stood there as Sebastian moved past them, looking up at Pengryf mouthing the words 'what now?'
"Now we let them settle this, its not our problem." He looked at his brother.
Sebastian slid though the house with a thousand things running though his mind. He should find the kid, espically if it was his and figure out what was going on.
He moved to check on Aneliad once before slipping out of the room, making his way towards the kitchen where, hopefully, he'd be out of the way.
Sighing he followed after Eiwhaz and dug though the fridge. They could yell at him later for eating their food.
The little one was hiding in the living room... Only, with the fiery aura he gave off, he wasn't doing that wonderful of a job. He sat innocently enough on the couch, watching the flames flicker fro his fingertips.
He stepped into the living room and stared at the little boy. "Umm...."
He blinked his oddly colored eyes, tilting his head slightly as he looked up at the mage, waving tiny fingers at him.
"You shouldn't do that in the house, you might set something alight." He walked over and looked at the fire.
He scrunched his nose looking very much like his archer father as he did so. He pulled his hands back into his lap, sitting silently as he looked up at the man.
"Can you speak little one?" He knelt down infront of the little boy. This was his son? He had a kid? Just like that?
He simply sat there starring at Sebastian almost as if he didn't understand the words coming from the other man. He seemed a bit frightened... Somewhat nervous, if anything. This man had yelled at him...
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose under his glasses. He could feel a massive headache comming on. "I'm sorry I yelled... I... I'm a little shaken up."
The little one sat there for a moment longer before moving, carefully climbing into the blonde's lap and curling up against his robes, nuzzling his cheek against them.
He blinked for a moment then wrapped his arms around the little boy. "Thats better." His mind was still rolling over everything that had happened and what all this ment.
Within moments the little one was sleeping against his father, giving off a soft warmth of his own. This was comfortable...
He thought for a moment and after shifting to get his legs under he he managed to stand up with the little boy in his arms. He was heavy, then again Sebastian wasnt the strongest of people. "Guess it is back to bed....for all of us." He sighed and without going to find Pengry and Eiwhaz he headed back to their room. He wanted to go back to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 10:29 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 7:57 pm
January 16th
Its all changed so much since i last wrote here. I have had cause to look back at my life after the things that have happened recently. I remember once being told that i would never deserve a family. Not after what i had done to get into school.
They were wrong.
I have discovered the other half of my soul, and he looks like Robin Hood. Alright not really, in fact i think he looks better than Robin Hood but still. Aneliad has changed my life completly. When he first walked into my shop i didnt think anything of it, he was just another pretty face but now....now i dont think i could survive with out him. No actually, i know i could not survive.
And now He, I, we.....yes We have a son. A beautiful little fireball. He looks so much like Aneliad, and yet like me. Though even if one of his eyes matches mine the look behind them is nothing but that of his father. He has the same determination Aneliad does, i can see it in the way he is determined to learn. That and he has stolen a set of my robes, even after Aneliad told him to give them back.
Its all so strange to me. I have a family.
Another good sign in all this is Aneliad seems to have reconsiled with his brother, even if i do think he is going to hold the kitchen incident over the bulls head forever.
Pengryf seems to have found something to attached his time to besides annoying Aneliad. Though i do hope Eiwhaz can handle him. I wouldnt want someone i have come to think of as a friend getting hurt.
Maybe thoes two will find something close to the happiness Aneliad and I have found.
Though, between me and theses pages, i dont think anyone could be happier than i am. I have noticed though, that while even i would think i was the well, woman, in this relationship Aneliad seems to act more like 'mommy' than i do.
I will have to take some time to get Kindle, on yes, thats his name by the way, i will have to get him some more books and things. He likes hearing stories and i fear that Aneliad will run out of them eventually.
I fear i have been writing forever, though it seems only a second. I can hear Kindle in the kitchen so i fear i should get up and go make breakfast before Aneliad wakes.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 9:33 pm
__// Family Life Kindle was sitting in the living room, tiny legs dangling over the edge of the couch as he flipped through the pages of a book balanced on his lap. If it wasn't for the soft humming coming from his lips one might not have known he was there at all... Of course, his archer father knew that he was there. He had been the one to set the little boy there while he snuck back into the bedroom to curl up beside Sebastian, taking a moment to just close his eyes and appreciate the time with just his mate.
It was different having another little body in the house. He found himself guarding his words, watching all of his actions... And spending less 'alone time' all together with Seb. He missed just curling up in bed... They'd have to get Kindle a room of his own soon... Soon enough.
He had noticed Aneliad get out of bed but hadn't wanted to get up yet. He had been up late trying to make Kindle go to sleep and wanted a few more minuets of rest. It was so different having a little kid there.
He was suprised to feel Aneliad crawl back into bed and curled back against his lover. They hadnt had much time to spend alone lately and it was nice to have his lovers arms around him.
He curled up against the alchemist's back, resting his chin upon Sebastian's shoulder as he pulled his love into his arms. "Wee one's being quiet... Looking at books. Gryf'll hate that about him." He whispered, a soft chuckle seeping into his voice. "At least he'll have something in common with Uncle Ei?"
"Pengryf can hate it all he wants." He said sleepily. "I think its a good thing he likes books." He reached up and rested one hand on his lovers cheek.
"It is a good thing..." He nodded slowly, nuzzling against Sebastian as he did so. "Of course... From what I've heard Gryf say about Ei's findings... There aren't all that many books in this city."
"Thats cause these people dont really care. All the good books are at schools." His eyes slid opened slighlty."This place just has people."
He let his eyes close just as Sebastian's opened, arms drawing the other man more tightly against his chest. "..." He parted his lips as if he was going to say something before pausing, thinking for a moment longer before finally speaking. "Is this where we want to raise a child?"
"In a tiny house in the middle of the woods in a city the size of a contintent?" His eyes opened again. "....maybe we should take him somewhere else?"
He sighed softly. Something about it sounded just right... But, then again, something about it sounded crazy. "Do you think we should, Seb? I don't want him getting lost out there... And we can't keep him in the house forever. I... I can only teach him so much and I certainly don't want Gryf trying to teach him anything, family or not."
Sebastian snickered slightly. "I think your brother could teach him a few things when he is older."
He nipped hard at Sebastian's neck. "No. Not ever." He grumbled, brow furrowing darkly. "I'm trying to be serious, Sebastian."
He turned in the others arms so he could look at him. "We could go to Imperial? Enroll him in the schools, I could get another shop."
"Lucidus? There would be enough technology that you could be content... And we'd be far enough away from the schools..." He prattled on before he fell silent once more. "Seb. Are we really doing this? Are we really talking about moving?"
"As long as we are away from certian ones, i am not oposed to all the schools." He though about it for a moment. He had come here thinking he would never move again. "I think we are....."
He brought a hand up, gently tucking a strand of white-blonde hair away from Sebastian's face. "I just... Want you to be happy. I want us to be happy. All three of us." And, the words that he left unsaid 'I want us all to be safe'.
"I want us to he happy and safe." He turned his head and kissed Aneliads hand. "Lets go, we'll find a boat. If we go soon then Kindle wont have to worry about any major attachments here."
As if on cue, the little boy came bounding into the room, pouncing against Aneliad's back with a little squeak. His father laughed, rolling over to scoop the little boy into his arms. "Aha! I've caught a little monster!"
He joined in the laughter and sat up. "Well well, if it isnt a little spark ball." He poked Kindle softly in the stomach.
The little boy let out another soft squeak, struggling against his archer father's hold, trying not to giggle. He still hadn't spoken yet... But all things would come in time and, all in all, they had all the time in the world.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 3:40 pm
__// Forever The little one's first day away from his daddies... He stood there starring out the window as he watched his brother and the small rune guardian walk the little boy away from the alchemist's shop. The two had agreed to watch Kindle for the day so that he and Sebastian could start looking through things... Figure out what they were going to take with them and what was going to be left behind. They had so much packing to do... And they decided that they'd start with the shop as Seb's lease would be up on that before they'd even have to leave their house.
He had left Aneliad to see Kindle off since he knew he would make a fuss over it. Instead he was stacking his books into boxes, it was easier than going though the other things in the front room. He stopped as a small pouch fell off the top of one book. He stopped and stared at the small white pouch on his lap, book completly forgotten.
Finally, when he was convinced that he could see neither his brother nor his son, he turned back towards the shop. There was so much in this room... The window he had just been leaning against was by the door where he'd held Sebastian... And this shop itself. It was where they had met. He had left, unsure if he would ever see the man again... What if you hadn't?
Picking up the pouch he pulled it open. The herbes inside fitlered their sent into the room causeing the alchemise to smile. He had completly forgotten this, it was something he made to toss in his fires after he had first met archer. When he made it he had no idea that he would see Aneliad again or what would happen.
He made his way towards the back room after locking the front door, peering down at Sebastian, gently nudging him with the tip of his toe. That man down there... That was his angel. It didn't matter that he may have never seen him again because he had.
Blinking he looked at at Aneliad. "Oh....they gone?" It should have been obvious that they were gone since Aneliad was back in here but he didnt think of that.
He nodded slowly as he stooped down, carefully balancing on his feet. "Yep... Kindle's off with Uncle Gryf and Aunt Ei." He snorted softly as he reached a hand out to carefully caress Sebastian's cheek. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"
"Four times last night, twice this morning, and once now." He leaned into the caress. "And who says Gryf isnt the Aunt?" He grinned slightly.
"Well... I do love you." His words were soft as he spoke, carrying with them a deep tenderness that few who had known him before would recognize. "Gryf might be... But he's my brother. I've at least gotta stick up for him a bit, eh?"
"I supose." The pouch that had fallen from teh book was still in the alchemists lap as he shifted to set the book he had been holding onto the pile in the box. "I love you to Ane."
His eyes met Sebastian's, holding them with a smoldering blaze as he contemplated kissing the alchemist for a moment before letting his gaze fall down to the other man's lap. "What's that?"
"Hum, oh this?" He quickly stuffed the pouch back together and tied it shut. "Nothing, just a trinket, fell off the books."
His brow furrowed slightly as he rocked away from his bond, landing on his backside about a foot away from where he'd been perched on the ground. "It was something... Or you wouldn't have been starring at it so intently."
He smiled slightly, of course Aneliad wouldnt remember the smell, it had been so long ago. Fiddling with the pouch he put it back in his lap. "Do you remember a night long ago out in the forest around a fire?"
"How could I ever forget, Sebastian? I recall... Telling you later on... That it was the night I fell in love with you... The way your eyes glimmered in the light cast by the arrow I fired at you." He said almost sheepishly as he brought a hand up, running fingers slowly through the hair that he had, for once, left unbound.
He picked up his treasure and held it infront of Aneliad's face. "Then you should know what this is." He poked the archer in the nose.
He fought the urge to sneeze as the satchel was stuffed under his nose, brow furrowing slightly... And then it softened in realization. "I... I do know what that is. Clove and... And..."
"And cedar and caraway." He moved the pouch. " I made it that night thinking... Thinking you wouldn't be back." He had wanted to know that he could toss that into the fireplace in his room and sleep dreaming of that night.
He closed his eyes for a moment, fighting back the surge of emotion that he knew he was feeling... And that he could feel radiating through the bond he shared with the man sitting opposite of him. "I... Really wasn't sure if I'd ever see you again, Seb..."
He reached out and brushed his fingers across his lovers cheek. "I wasnt sure either." He sighed and moved the books from out in front of him and scooted closer to Aneliad. "But you did and look where we are now."
He slipped his arms around Sebastian as the alchemist moved closer to him, carefully pulling the other man firmly against his side. His voice was restrained as he spoke, trying to keep all of the emotion from overflowing at once. "I was a fool to ever walk away from you... To leave you standing there in the woods alone... To let you think that I wouldn't come back... To think that I could get you from my mind by simply being around someone else. You were constantly on my mind, Sebastian. Constantly."
"I was a fool for not stopping you." He wrapped his arms around his lover. "To this day you have not left my mind, nor do I want you leaving it." He reached up and ran his fingers though others hair. "I couldnt survive without you."
He turned his head, pressing his lips firmly against Sebastian's cheek. One kiss lead to another and, soon enough, he was showering the alchemist with nearly desperate kisses. "I'm not going anywhere Seb... Never again... Never without you by my side. You're stuck with me forever. Forever, you hear me?"
He stopped the kisses after a moment so he could look at the archer."Forever and i day Aneliad." He brushed a gentle kiss across the others lips. "And I will follow you though death into the next life."
"No dying... You and I? We're going to live forever." He nodded slowly, this time unable to keep the tears from slidding down his cheeks, ruby eyes sparkling with the glistening moisture. "Our hearts and souls; the bond that we share? It will go on throughout eternity and nothing. Nothing. Will ever change that."
He tried not to cry but failed miserably in the attempt. Hiding his face in his lovers shoulder he didnt want Aneliad to see him crying. He didnt know what to say to that, didnt know if there was anything to say.
He placed his hand beneath Sebastian's chin, carefully tilting his lover's face towards him. He didn't care that he was crying... He wanted to look into those big, beautiful eyes. He wanted to see the man that he'd bonded himself to... He wanted... He wanted so much but, above all was his desire to peer into Sebastian's soul.
He sniffled slighty and looked at his lover. "I love you Aneliad......so much." He reached up and brushed a tear away from the archers eyes.
He leaned his cheek against Sebastian's hand, taking a ragged breath of his own in to match that of his love. "... More than words could ever say or actions could ever show... More than there are stars in the sky or grains of sand on all of the beaches."
He nodded and tried to stop the tears from falling once again. "No matter what happens...." He didnt know what the rest of their lives would bring them but he knew they would face it together.
And, with that, he pulled Sebastian to him once more, fusing their lips together with a kiss as if that would seal their words... Their contract. The bond had been made between bodies and now it had been spoken allowed. Never again would they leave each other... They would be together forever.
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