Seasons
(a sequel to Days of Innocence)
Part 1: Happiness
Auron entered the classroom just in time to see Braska kneeling by the sensei's desk with a writhing snake in his hand.
"Don't you think we're a little old for that?"
Braska turned back to look at Auron. In the years that Auron had spent at the temple he had grown, a lot. At 16 Auron was no longer so short, but he was still shorter than Braska. Auron had also grown up and left behind the boyish mischief that had so terrorized the temple. He had continued to show great promise and quickly advanced in his studies, which didn't do anything to make him any more popular.
Braska hesitated for a moment and then that same mischievous grin broke out across his face.
"Nah."
Auron rolled his eyes as Braska opened the desk drawer and put the snake inside.
"Fine, but you did this one on your own."
Braska followed Auron to their seats at that back of the room.
"Oh you're no fun Auron.
Braska smiled, a smile that Auron had never been able to resist, a smile that always melted away all his barriers. Auron smiled back and gazed into Braska's blue eyes until he was interrupted by the high pitched "AYIEEEEEE!!!!" that came from the direction of the desk. Auron put his hand over his eyes; not again, please not again.
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Auron and Braska were back in a spot that had become all too familiar. Auron sat on his bed, his back to the wall and his arms crossed and a decidedly unthrilled expression on his face. Braska sat on the edge of his bed with a mischievous grin trying to contain the snicker that was fighting it's way free. Kale stood before them with his arms crossed and a disappointed look.
"I had hoped you two had outgrown pulling such childish pranks."
"I had nothing to do with this one."
A snicker escaped from Braska and Auron turned his head to look at him. How the hell could he still find this so funny?
When Auron turned his head Kale saw a deep gash at the corner of Auron's eye and could see a bruise forming.
"What happened to your eye?"
Auron turned away and his cheeks grew hot at Kale's words.
"It's nothing."
"Certainly doesn't look like nothing to me."
Auron just grumbled and did his best avoid the gaze Kale's eyes. Kale turned to look at Braska as if he could get answers from him, and he was right, much to Auron's dismay.
"The other guy had a ring on."
Auron jerked his head around the glare at Braska. Kale just shook his head.
"Still getting into fights."
"I didn't start it."
"But you had to finish it."
Auron didn't say a word; nothing he could say would improve the situation.
"Alright then, you are both grounded for the next to weeks, and you will remain in your room for the rest of day."
"Why me? I didn't do anything."
Kale spoke as he reached for the doorknob.
"For concealing injuries from me."
Auron started to say something but decided it wasn't worth it. Instead he just grumbled as Kale opened the door and left the room. Auron turned to look at Braska.
"I hope you're happy now."
"Mm-hmm."
Braska nodded and he had a huge goofy grin on his face. Auron turned away and laid on his side, his back to Braska.
"At least one of us is."
Auron glanced up from the corner of his eye to see Braska hovering over him still wearing that goofy grin. Braska's long silvery-blue hair brushed against the mattress.
"Awww.I know you don't mind Auron, I know you too well."
Auron rolled over onto his other side and pulled the pillow over his head. Braska leaned down trying to see Auron's eyes. Auron could feel Braska's breath across his neck and it made him shudder.
"Braska, don't."
"Don't what?"
Auron thought about that question. Indeed Braska wasn't doing anything; it was his own mind reacting. Auron tried to be angry with Braska for getting him into trouble, but he couldn't. Why the hell couldn't he stay mad at him?
Auron peered out from under the pillow at Braska. Auron's mind was screaming at him as his thoughts raced through his head. Auron loved Braska, truly loved him, so much that there was no love left in his heart for anyone else. It was the love that a boy feels for his brother, that a son feels for his father, that a man feels for his belov.Auron couldn't bring himself to finish that thought. He knew that he would never be that to Braska. But that was okay because he didn't want that, at least he didn't think he did. He just wanted to always be with Braska, to be held when he was hurt and injured, to support Braska when he needed strength, to always be able to look into those kind blue eyes. That was all Auron ever wanted, and as long as he had that, then he could be happy.
--to be continued--
Auron entered the classroom just in time to see Braska kneeling by the sensei's desk with a writhing snake in his hand.
"Don't you think we're a little old for that?"
Braska turned back to look at Auron. In the years that Auron had spent at the temple he had grown, a lot. At 16 Auron was no longer so short, but he was still shorter than Braska. Auron had also grown up and left behind the boyish mischief that had so terrorized the temple. He had continued to show great promise and quickly advanced in his studies, which didn't do anything to make him any more popular.
Braska hesitated for a moment and then that same mischievous grin broke out across his face.
"Nah."
Auron rolled his eyes as Braska opened the desk drawer and put the snake inside.
"Fine, but you did this one on your own."
Braska followed Auron to their seats at that back of the room.
"Oh you're no fun Auron.
Braska smiled, a smile that Auron had never been able to resist, a smile that always melted away all his barriers. Auron smiled back and gazed into Braska's blue eyes until he was interrupted by the high pitched "AYIEEEEEE!!!!" that came from the direction of the desk. Auron put his hand over his eyes; not again, please not again.
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Auron and Braska were back in a spot that had become all too familiar. Auron sat on his bed, his back to the wall and his arms crossed and a decidedly unthrilled expression on his face. Braska sat on the edge of his bed with a mischievous grin trying to contain the snicker that was fighting it's way free. Kale stood before them with his arms crossed and a disappointed look.
"I had hoped you two had outgrown pulling such childish pranks."
"I had nothing to do with this one."
A snicker escaped from Braska and Auron turned his head to look at him. How the hell could he still find this so funny?
When Auron turned his head Kale saw a deep gash at the corner of Auron's eye and could see a bruise forming.
"What happened to your eye?"
Auron turned away and his cheeks grew hot at Kale's words.
"It's nothing."
"Certainly doesn't look like nothing to me."
Auron just grumbled and did his best avoid the gaze Kale's eyes. Kale turned to look at Braska as if he could get answers from him, and he was right, much to Auron's dismay.
"The other guy had a ring on."
Auron jerked his head around the glare at Braska. Kale just shook his head.
"Still getting into fights."
"I didn't start it."
"But you had to finish it."
Auron didn't say a word; nothing he could say would improve the situation.
"Alright then, you are both grounded for the next to weeks, and you will remain in your room for the rest of day."
"Why me? I didn't do anything."
Kale spoke as he reached for the doorknob.
"For concealing injuries from me."
Auron started to say something but decided it wasn't worth it. Instead he just grumbled as Kale opened the door and left the room. Auron turned to look at Braska.
"I hope you're happy now."
"Mm-hmm."
Braska nodded and he had a huge goofy grin on his face. Auron turned away and laid on his side, his back to Braska.
"At least one of us is."
Auron glanced up from the corner of his eye to see Braska hovering over him still wearing that goofy grin. Braska's long silvery-blue hair brushed against the mattress.
"Awww.I know you don't mind Auron, I know you too well."
Auron rolled over onto his other side and pulled the pillow over his head. Braska leaned down trying to see Auron's eyes. Auron could feel Braska's breath across his neck and it made him shudder.
"Braska, don't."
"Don't what?"
Auron thought about that question. Indeed Braska wasn't doing anything; it was his own mind reacting. Auron tried to be angry with Braska for getting him into trouble, but he couldn't. Why the hell couldn't he stay mad at him?
Auron peered out from under the pillow at Braska. Auron's mind was screaming at him as his thoughts raced through his head. Auron loved Braska, truly loved him, so much that there was no love left in his heart for anyone else. It was the love that a boy feels for his brother, that a son feels for his father, that a man feels for his belov.Auron couldn't bring himself to finish that thought. He knew that he would never be that to Braska. But that was okay because he didn't want that, at least he didn't think he did. He just wanted to always be with Braska, to be held when he was hurt and injured, to support Braska when he needed strength, to always be able to look into those kind blue eyes. That was all Auron ever wanted, and as long as he had that, then he could be happy.
--to be continued--