DISTRACTION
He knew that guy. The more Kanon kept looking at him, the more he was convinced that he had seen him somewhere before.
That was really strange, he was at a hostel to have some fun with a pretty girl -a very good distraction from the war which would have been called the second world war- and he was wasting his little time to think about a man who looked familiar; he had to be very drunk at the moment.
Where the hell did he saw him? Where the hell did he saw a tall, muscular guy with blond hair, amber eyes and, the most important thing, ridiculous eyebrows? Well, it wasn't really a bad thing and Kanon liked how they made him look. The blue haired soldier was sure that he was a lady magnet, and the fact that he was surrounded by a multitude of them could only confirm that theory. However, it didn't look like the blond was giving a damn about that, in fact, since he had caught Kanon staring at him, he had stared back.
The surroundings had vanished, they were dueling on the battlefield; they were completely concentrated on the other, ignoring everything that had nothing to do with both of them. They hadn't attacked, but none withdrew either, until the blond did a gesture with his head and he got up, walking towards the stairs.
It was clearly an invitation, and Kanon didn't have to think twice to take it. He followed the other on the stairs and while he was looking at him from behind, he had finally understood.
They entered in a room, and Kanon closed the door behind him.
- You are in the same regiment as me, aren't you?-, he managed to ask, and it was the first and only thing that was said between them.
The blonde couldn't answer because his mouth was busy with Kanon's one. They didn't refrain themselves; it had been a very rough kiss, full of teeth and violence. The blue haired man wondered if the other was conscious about what he was doing or if it was the alcohol to guide him; not that he cared: he had come there for a distraction, and a distraction was what he was getting.
Their mouths were still connected when the blonde grabbed the other's hips and forced him towards the bed, the only thing in the room apart from a small table and a little locker. Kanon had obeyed until he touched the edge of the mattress and he was pushed on it. He still hadn't adjusted but the blonde was already over him. His suspenders, shirt and trousers went quickly on the floor.
Everything smelled of alcohol, but it wasn't sure if it was Kanon's fault or the blonde's.
None of them questioned what was happening, that the soldier with the unknown name was biting and sucking the other's neck, that Kanon was moaning without shame and he was trying to get the blonde naked as well, but he just succeeded to unbutton his shirt before being pushed away.
There wasn't sweetness, there wasn't love; there was just the mere search of pleasure, even if Kanon felt only pain the first time he got penetrated. However, as the other had pushed back and forth, rougher and rougher at every thrust, he was finally starting to reach the so wanted pleasure. He gave a quick look at the other, who was towering over him, and he noticed that his expression had finally changed: it wasn't so indifferent and composed anymore; it was obvious that he was feeling pleasure too. However, his little grunts were nothing compared to Kanon's loud moans, they were barely audible.
It had felt so good that the blue haired soldier could have forgotten about the war which was all around him and couldn't stop to persecute him for a moment.
He was the first to came, soiling his stomach with his semen; however the blonde continued to mercilessly fuck him until he came too with a last, deeper thrust inside the soldier.
The sunlight and the pain of the hangover woke Kanon up from his sleep.
He remembered things quite clearly: the blonde man, the looks, the invitation, the sex. He wasn't really sure about what happened next, he probably had felt asleep for the exhaustion.
He slowly turned his head, but there was only an empty space beside him. He groaned as he sat up, his brain was pulsing inside his head so much that it could have exploded. He weakly reached for his clothes and he started to get dressed, wondering how the hell the other managed to get up and leave so soon; he probably hadn't been as drunk as Kanon had thought.
He was about to leave when he noticed something on the locker; at a closer look he realized that what he had seen were some coins and a little piece of paper.
"For the room" was written on it, and Kanon took it with the money, deciding that he would have thanked the blonde the first time he would have met him.
It was a very cold morning, but the blonde soldier didn't care; he was used to even colder weather in his homeland. His attention flew from the sky, which was totally covered by clouds, to a bench, where he decided to sit.
He was soon joined by a man with white hair. His uniform made obvious that he was a soldier.
- So, dear Rhadamanthys, any news from the frontline?- he asked, with a German accent that clashed with his English uniform.
The blonde exhaled and he replied, without even looking at the other:
- Yes, there are-.
Author's notes: Soooo, I finally did this! I had promised to a friend that I would have wrote something about Kanon and Rhadamanthys and I finally did it. It had been difficult for me because I had let this fandom a little down, but writing this had felt like a nice coming back.
Actually, when I was thinking about what to write, the first thing to come in my mind was the end of the story (which I WON'T continue). I don't know if the setting is clear enough, anyway, I'll tell you here too: it is the second world war, on the English front (or line? I'm not sure about the exact militar term) and Kanon and Rhadamanthys are English soldiers, but in the end it is revealed that Rhadamanthys is a German spy!
I wanted to try something different, and when I had this idea I felt very excited, and I hope that you've liked it too.
Last thing: even if I won't continue this, you can have your own opinion about what would happend next (maybe Rhada would feel bad and redeem himself, or not), and if you want you can share your opinion with me, I'm really curious and I will be very happy if you do it.
Well, that's all for now, see you next time! - Feeldespair
