Warriors: I Don't Want to Love You

by Petalwish

Two toms, from the same Clan, just trying to fit in. To find love in a world where having a mate of the opposite sex is just natural. But Lichenpaw can't shake the feelings he has for Grasspaw, and Grasspaw can't shake them off about Lichenpaw. Will these two cats come together, or will they just act like they have never noticed each other?

1. Prologue

Prologue ~

The air, heavy with the smells of lust and devotion; their breathing, ragged and broken like glass as they fought to control it; their eyes, locked like the sun and moon, each rotating with emotions neither of them could quite grasp fully.

"You're just so divine... So mesmerizing."

His rough, labored voice husky in his ear, stirring the fur within it and making it twitch in response.

"Why did you - we, for that matter - do this, Lichenfang?"

He smiled and hopped away from his partner, pacing back and forth with his tail lashing in the air. "I... I don't know, Grasstooth. I really don't know."

"It can't happen again," Grasstooth meowed softly as he rose to his paws, stopped his partner with his tail and looked into Lichenfang's pure golden eyes. It was the eyes that had attracted Grasstooth to him, the other being his strong sense of humor and demeanor. The powerful brown tabby warrior never backed down from a fight if it meant protecting the ones he loved.

It was those things that made Grasstooth fall in love with him in the first place.

Grasstooth looked deep into Lichenfang's eyes. Then, with a voice softer than a bird flapping its wings, he said, "But it will happen again, won't it?"

Sorrowfully, Lichenfang nodded.

"And there's nothing we can do, is there?"

Again, Lichenfang nodded. "I mean, unless... Unless you want to not be with me."

"What?" Grasstooth fiercely pressed his muzzle against his lover's, allowing the mushed fur to combine into one. "You're crazy, Lichenfang. I will always want to be with you..."

"I know," Lichenfang purred, raising his muzzle from Grasstooth's and touching his nose to the pale gray tabby's warmly. "I know that very well..."

"I am yours," Grasstooth meowed softly, twining his tail with Lichenfang's and swiping his tongue over the brown tabby's ear, making him purr.

"And you are mine..." Lichenfang meowed, closing his eyes and drifting into a blissful world of want, need, memorization, and simply... Grasstooth, the cat he so desperately loved.

*cough, cough* Can you say CRAPPY PROLOGUE? I certainly can!

~Ben and Nikki :3