A/N: YAY! New fic! I'm already writing chapter two, so the next update should be fast.
Disclaimer:
changeling17: I'm making the characters do the disclaimer for the first time! Hehe! It's fun!
Magnus: What are you talking about?
changeling17: I'm making you do the disclaimer!
Magus: Oh, I get it. You want me to say that you don't own me, and then say something clever like I usually do.
changeling17: Precisely! Make with the disclaiming!
Magnus: Right, so…changeling17 doesn't own anyone in the Mortal Instruments series, she only owns the characters that are not in them. In fact, she doesn't own Warlic either, (He doesn't come until later chapters) because he's from the game Dragonfable, and is therefore owned by the owner of Dragonfable.
changeling17: Thank you ever so much, Magnus.
Magnus: You're welcome. However, as you are not Alec, I don't do favors to you for free.
changeling17: What do you want in payment?
Magnus: Well I was wondering if you could direct me to a oneshot about Alec and I having sex?
changeling17: Of course, there are a ton of those out there.
Alec: /* comes in spluttering */ B-b-but that hasn't even happened yet!
Magnus: Oh, Alec. You're so naïve. /* drops Alec a glittery wink */ It just hasn't happened yet in this story.
Alec: /* turns red */
changeling17: * cough * ANYWAYS…to the story! /* turns to Magnus */ Now, about that payment of yours…
Chapter 1: The World Against Us
It was a dismal day over the Big Apple. The quarter moon sulked, unseen, in one dark corner of the sky while ragged clouds lingered like suspicious characters in a seedy bar.
Unaffected by the sky's animosity, two people lay in Brooklyn comfortably situated beneath a canary yellow comforter inside an apartment that had at least all the colors of the special 64-pack crayon box.
"Alec?" Whispered the one with caramel skin and almond eyes.
"Yes, Magnus?" The one called Alec replied.
"Why haven't you been over much lately? I've missed you."
"My parents have been working us extra hard this past week. None of us know why, but everyone's noticed the difference. Izzy told me that she thinks they're trying to keep me away from you." Alec explained, worry clouding his deep blue eyes.
"Goodness, sometimes it seems as though the whole world is conspiring against us."
"Speaking of which, I'll need to leave extra early tomorrow morning; around five."
Magnus made a noise of complaint but nodded his head. "Will you please wake me up this time? I want to see you before you go. I'll just go right back to sleep anyway. I don't like waking up without you in my sheets. I'm forced to canoodle with your pillow instead, and although it smells like you, it is still a very poor substitute."
Alec blushed but gave the other a small smile "Alright," he agreed, "I'll wake you up. But don't try to keep me here again. I got yelled at a lot the last time I was late."
"Ok, deal." Magnus affirmed, resting his chin on the other's head. "But that means you'll need your rest. Sleep, little shadowhunter. No demons will find you here." Magnus whispered, brushing his fingers through the soft black hair.
Alec quickly fell asleep, followed soon after by his iridescent companion.
The next morning found a shadowhunter gently shaking the shoulder of the sleeping warlock. When this proved unsuccessful, Alec bent and pressed a firm, but not heated, kiss to Magnus' lips. When he pulled back, the other blinked and opened his eyes, and Alec was soon rewarded with a soft smile.
"What a wonderful way to wake up. I trust this is goodbye?"
Alec nodded in affirmation.
"Goodbye, then, Alexander. I'll see you again as soon as possible?"
Alec smiled and pressed another kiss to those beautiful lips and whispered, "Always." With this he turned and left, leaving the High Warlock of Brooklyn smiling in his wake.
When Alec arrived at the Institute, he was greeted by his mother waiting for him just inside the door. She said nothing, only gave him a curt nod and gestured for him to follow her.
This put Alec on edge. It was very unusual behavior for his mother and he wondered what could be wrong. She led him through the hallways and sharp turns of the building, finally stopping in front of a large wooden door. Alec started when he realized that this was the briefing room. Was she sending him on a mission by himself? Or were Jace and Isabelle already inside?
Alec quickly looked around upon entering the room and noticed that there was indeed someone there, sitting in a chair in front of a small wooden table and facing him. He gasped when he recognized the man. It was his father, Robert Lightwood. He was almost always away and so Alec rarely saw him, although, the fact that he had returned could easily be a bad omen.
"Father?"
"Hello, Alec." Robert replied, folding his hands into his lap. When Alec shot his mother a questioning glance, she explained; "He was due to return tomorrow anyway for a short visit and I asked him to hurry up because I thought he should be here for this."
She offered no other explanation, but simply waved at the chairs, indicating that Alec should sit as she took her own seat beside her husband. Alec took the seat across from his parents, and closest to the door. "What's wrong?" Alec asked immediately, seeing the grave look in their eyes.
"Alec," Mayrse spoke up, and her husband placed a calming hand on her arm. "If you want to remain a shadowhunter, you need to break up with your boyfriend.
A/N: Dun Dun DUN! This girl craves Reviews! People who don't review and people who flame deserve to be forced to canoodle with Nick Nolte! (Blech!) Yes, that is currently the worst punishment I can come up with. What can I say? I have a tired brain.
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