Author's Note: This story is SLASH. It means there will be a relationship between two male characters (as it happens, it will be Trip with my original male character and Archer/Tucker). If this offends you, I ask you not to read further, or ignore the slash, because I do not wish to offend anyone.
Although I am posting only this very short first chapter, you don't have to worry, a rough draft of this story is finished already, so it may take me some time to post everything, but this story will NOT be abandoned. I am open to any suggestions and constructive criticism. :)
One
You look so fine, I want to break you and make you mine.
You stretch on our bed lazily.
I call it ours although you are not mine...yet, but soon, I am sure. Although you may not be aware of it, I feel your denied desire. You know that I need you too, don't you?
Don't worry about the pain. It will pass soon, now when you are to stay here…
Khari, with two, there can't be loneliness any more. I'll take care of you; you will learn to be content with time. I will wait. Patiently.
You stir before sitting up slowly and I can't help myself but smile at your appearance - it always takes you a little while to really wake.
At my touch your eyes open wide and you gaze at me thoughtfully. You look confused today – as if there is something you need to remember; there is nothing to remember; we will make our own memories.
I shouldn't have asked, you tell me about your dream, the one you know I despise to hear about. You are telling it so heatedly that I feel anger well up in me. In between you sip the tea I had prepared for you. Once the hated dream of yours is told in its entirety once again, you fall silent. After a moment I notice that you scratch your forearm absentmindedly. Both of them are already covered in scratches. If you carry on this morning habit they'll never heal. I tell you to stop yet, you keep scratching for a while longer, only after I catch your hand, you jerk to awareness and smile apologetically wrapping your hands firmly around your teacup. Your thoughts ran away once again, didn't they?
When I see you like this, with your eyes so distant, I once again realize that the link between our souls hasn't been sealed yet. The day it happens, I'll find my peace, for I can't lose you then. You are my life in the middle of dead nothing.