Trowa and Quatre Pairings Main
Heero and Duo ""Main
Wufei and Duo (slight)
Extreme angst, lemon soon to come
Cleptes
Whispers engulfed the strange yet handsome green-eyed young man while lying in his bed resting soundly from the long evening. Soft voices drew nearer as he bolted up to see what commotion was about. His heart fluttered endlessly as his eyes seemed to search forever in the darkness for any indication of some figure that crept into his room. But there was no one hiding anywhere in the blackness of the night. Then came a deep silence that was painful and then lovely voice began to sing as if it was the goddess Venus herself creating an entrance before rising from the foam of the sea.
"Trowa, I'll kill you and soon control your very soul," whispered a gentle voice of a young boy that seemed incapable of destroying anything at all.
Blinking his eyes in surprise and quickly returning to his nonchalant expression, he replied in an uncaring voice", show yourself, one that threatens my life shouldn't be afraid to show face,"
"I will in due time. Void of feeling you are now, but void of feeling you won't be later. The comforts you find now will become your worst fears... sleep."
That very word seemed to control Trowa's body creating a slight feeling of drunkenness through his limbs. No matter how he tried his eyes drooped and his mind wondered off into a dream world beyond his control.
"I will see you in soon, in my hell," chided the innocence yet malevolent voice.
"You must free your soul. Learn to control the spirits that hover here and use them to your will. Then only then will you be able to start on your quest."
"Huff, hnnn," puffed the gentle blonde teen. "I can't do it Noin- domo. I'm not strong enough, yet.
"Quatre, you have all the power you need and some you have not discovered, yet. Whether or not you choose to harness this power is up to you. Now try again and this time know you can do it."
"He is too gentle. Maybe I have to much hope for this one," swimming through thoughts in her head. Never had she seen so much potential and power in any of apprentice at the school. She would not give up hope.
Boom...stomping her right foot in authoritative and controlling manner. The sea green eyes stared at her in surprise and self- pity.
"Concentrate, now again."
Quatre rose in an unsure manner and with each movement he begun to understand. The power surged through his small lithe body. Raising his arms and spreading his hands he began to chant the spell: Beckoning of the Battle Spirits. His body created a red aura that indicated he was calling a spirit of high court. Blood began to pour down the indentures of the palms of his hands, but he continued because feeling no aching.
"Quatre, nooooo!"
There was no stopping the young sorcerer now. His full power was coming to show. Not realizing he was calling on one of the four ultimate fighting spirits. The gusts of winds were so strong that nothing should be standing, but Quatre feet stayed planted to the ground. Noin called on the protection shield to keep the winds from blowing her away. Shadowy clouds devoured Quatre small body leaving him floating and facing the wrath of a legendary fighting spirit Ravenna.
"You have completed the most difficult trial young man, call on me when you need healing."
Noin ran to Quatre as he fell from the shadowy cloud.
"I did it Noin-domo," shallow breaths came from his throat, "can I go now?"
"Yes, Quatre you can go."
He fainted with a slight smile gracing his angelic face.
TBC(Trowa and Quatre meet. Trowa makes moves on the first night)
Heero and Duo ""Main
Wufei and Duo (slight)
Extreme angst, lemon soon to come
Cleptes
Whispers engulfed the strange yet handsome green-eyed young man while lying in his bed resting soundly from the long evening. Soft voices drew nearer as he bolted up to see what commotion was about. His heart fluttered endlessly as his eyes seemed to search forever in the darkness for any indication of some figure that crept into his room. But there was no one hiding anywhere in the blackness of the night. Then came a deep silence that was painful and then lovely voice began to sing as if it was the goddess Venus herself creating an entrance before rising from the foam of the sea.
"Trowa, I'll kill you and soon control your very soul," whispered a gentle voice of a young boy that seemed incapable of destroying anything at all.
Blinking his eyes in surprise and quickly returning to his nonchalant expression, he replied in an uncaring voice", show yourself, one that threatens my life shouldn't be afraid to show face,"
"I will in due time. Void of feeling you are now, but void of feeling you won't be later. The comforts you find now will become your worst fears... sleep."
That very word seemed to control Trowa's body creating a slight feeling of drunkenness through his limbs. No matter how he tried his eyes drooped and his mind wondered off into a dream world beyond his control.
"I will see you in soon, in my hell," chided the innocence yet malevolent voice.
"You must free your soul. Learn to control the spirits that hover here and use them to your will. Then only then will you be able to start on your quest."
"Huff, hnnn," puffed the gentle blonde teen. "I can't do it Noin- domo. I'm not strong enough, yet.
"Quatre, you have all the power you need and some you have not discovered, yet. Whether or not you choose to harness this power is up to you. Now try again and this time know you can do it."
"He is too gentle. Maybe I have to much hope for this one," swimming through thoughts in her head. Never had she seen so much potential and power in any of apprentice at the school. She would not give up hope.
Boom...stomping her right foot in authoritative and controlling manner. The sea green eyes stared at her in surprise and self- pity.
"Concentrate, now again."
Quatre rose in an unsure manner and with each movement he begun to understand. The power surged through his small lithe body. Raising his arms and spreading his hands he began to chant the spell: Beckoning of the Battle Spirits. His body created a red aura that indicated he was calling a spirit of high court. Blood began to pour down the indentures of the palms of his hands, but he continued because feeling no aching.
"Quatre, nooooo!"
There was no stopping the young sorcerer now. His full power was coming to show. Not realizing he was calling on one of the four ultimate fighting spirits. The gusts of winds were so strong that nothing should be standing, but Quatre feet stayed planted to the ground. Noin called on the protection shield to keep the winds from blowing her away. Shadowy clouds devoured Quatre small body leaving him floating and facing the wrath of a legendary fighting spirit Ravenna.
"You have completed the most difficult trial young man, call on me when you need healing."
Noin ran to Quatre as he fell from the shadowy cloud.
"I did it Noin-domo," shallow breaths came from his throat, "can I go now?"
"Yes, Quatre you can go."
He fainted with a slight smile gracing his angelic face.
TBC(Trowa and Quatre meet. Trowa makes moves on the first night)