This is a return fic for my buddy Trey Chan.
I know its really short, but most of my fan fics are short, so enjoy!
...beware the grammatical errors, I have bad grammer...
Most of the magic happened when no one was awake.
When no one was around.
Not an animal nor a sound knew of the romance.
The moan of his companion was faint and still to every ear--every ear but his. In his ears every moan and every whimper sounded louder than the strongest clash of storms.
The perspiration of his body, his sweat mixing with the passion of the night. His breath rushed across his neck swifter and faster than any rain. Despite the flame of desire, it remained tranquil.
Like every magic, every incantation begins with those first few syllables. Enunciate the words with enough potency and the spell will last forever, however if those words are shaky and feeble the magic wont last but a second.
This magic was enough to last more than any life time.
At first the sky mixed with the colors of charcoal and silver, screaming with thunder. Gokudera looked up at the mess, but where others would run from the sound of an approaching storm he would not. The sound actually soothed him, and he walked slower.
...and so started the incantation.
He continued down the street, where the rain began to bullet down on him. It soaked his shirt, and with a howling wind tangled his hair.
There was not a shelter that he felt comfortable staying in with in sight, so he continued onward.
The continued to shoot, and the wind continued to whistle.
However the wind and the sky were not the only thing rasping.
Behind him a car had lost control. The screeching car squeaked, and aimed right for Gokudera. In an attempt to blow up the car with his dynamite he swung out his lighter. The wind and rain kept it from lighting.
He was pretty much doomed.
That is until a shadow came dashing down the street, and smashed with him into the sidewalk. The car continued on, and crashed into a lamp post.
Gokudera, who was laying down the wet concrete looked up at the wet face of his savior. It was Yamamoto.
Ignoring the screams of the driver of the car the two looked into each other's eyes as the sparks from the car ignited around them.
...and so the spell came to a close, with a single passionate kiss.