A/D: I don't own the characters I write about. If I did, D'Eon would be posing naked for me
A/N: LiaXD'Eon fic. Don't like, don't read. Those who do, review or you're not getting anymore than this.
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Destinée
By Gabrielle
A fait pourquoi le sort a eu à être si cruel ? Pourquoi ce doit être comme ceci ? Je suis dans l'amour.
Sans doute... mon amour… avec vous
Two children run through the snow-covered hilly wood of France. Those were the days of innocence for the De'Beumont siblings. Lia and D'Eon were excused from their swordplay lessons for Teillagory had fallen ill the day before. They'd taken it upon themselves to explore the woods after lunch.
"Lia! Not soo fast!" The older sibling, Lia shouted, "C'mon D'Eon! You're too slow!" and laughs.
Lia was only but 2 years older than her brother but they looked more like twins than siblings of different ages. Very beautiful twins at that. The boys of the village swoon over her while the girls adored her brother. Both had porcelain smooth skin, emerald green eyes that seem to glow in the dark. Both had long golden hair although D'Eon's was straighter whilst Lia's curled at the ends and lips that were the colour of ripe cherries in the summer. Both all identical to each other except for the fact that no one could mistake Lia for a boy as she holds herself with a proud pose that could've rivaled the Queen's.
"Lia! Slow down!" D'Eon pleaded. Unknowing to Lia, he'd injure himself riding yesterday. He'd fallen off the horse unto the icy ground, injuring his side. "Lia!" "C'mon D'Eon! We have to explore! It's an adventure!!" Lia cried, not looking back to her brother who was gasping in the pain of his side.
"D'Eon! Isn't it beautiful?" Lia said happily when she finally stopped at the edge of an ice-covered lake. "Y-yea-ah… beauti-tif-ful..r-really." D'Eon panted. His breath now came out in gasps. "It's a pity we didn't bring our swords here, D'Eon. It would've been nic…" "Lia…" D'Eon whispered, before collapsing into the lake. "D'Eon!!" Lia panicked, her green eyes wide with fear. "D'Eon!!!!" She looked around and cursed herself for not being sensitive. Without another moment's ado, she takes off her coat and jumps in and thanks God for wearing her D'Eon's pants instead of her dress. The water seemed to crush her lungs when she submerged. Opening her eyes, she could she her brother through the darkness. His hair floated eerily around him, eyes shut and mouth slightly open as if in prayer. Lia swam towards him, ignoring the screams of her chest. She had rather she died than her D'Eon.
After minutes (to Lia, it seemed like hours) of huffing and puffing, she finally manages to drag him to shore. "D'Eon? D'Eon? Frere… p-please... a-an-answer me…" She cupped a hand on his cold cheek and laid her head on his chest. D'Eon's eyes remained closed. Trembling, she unbuttoned his coat, took off all his clothing except for his pants, though seeing him naked was nothing she was unfamiliar with. Silently thanking Teillagory for berating her to go for a medical science seminar last spring, she slowly lowered her dripping head nearer to D'Eon's until their lips touched and she puffed whatever air she had in her into her brother's unconscious body. After three shuddering puffs, D'Eon moaned and rolled over to his side, chocking. Lia fell on him sobbing with joy. "L-Lia? I-I'am c-cold..." "O-of c-cou-rrse sill-ly! Yo-ou fell into t-the lake..." He looked confused. Not wanting to stay any longer in the cold, she picked up her coat and wrapped it around their body. "C'mon. Let's go home." Her voice steady.
Their father was not home. Their servants were busy preparing for the party that night, a party which Lia and D'Eon were not mercifully invited to, for they both hated things like that. They crept silently to D'Eon's room through the garden doors that had been left unlocked. Lia made D'Eon wrap himself in his blanket while she ran a hot bath of which the two stripped down out of their frozen garments and jumped into it. Lia was now at an age of which most girls were either mothers or brides in Eastern countries. D'Eon was no stranger to her body, neither was she to his. But today, Lia couldn't help but to look away and try to cover her naked breasts. As if it were something embarrassing.
"This is bliss..." D'Eon muttered, face flushed. Lia just smiled nd sunk herself lower into the small tub the shared. "Why didn't you tell me that you were hurt? I could've slowed down you know?" D'Eon did not answer immediately.
When they'd gotten out of the bath, Lia helped D'Eon into his nightshirt and sat with him combing his long hair. Lia had always been rather envious of D'Eon's hair. It was soo much better cared for, softer than hers. "About the not telling you thing? I didn't want to slow you down… Sis, you looked so happy today."
"What do you mean?" Lia asked, brow furrowed. "Lia, you're always ahead of me, helping me in everyway possible." "That's not true." "Yes, it is. You know it is." He paused "What am I to do without you Lia?"
They sat in silence, letting only the sound of combing and fireplace crackling rule the air. "Save me. You'll save me." Lia said after awhile. "How can I do that?" "I don't know." She smiled "A day will come where we'll see you in the role of the hero." Lia gently pushed her brother to face her. "D'Eon, never underestimate yourself. You are stronger than you think." D'Eon looked at his sister. For a moment there, an urge to kiss his lips formed. A blush crept up Lia's face. She averted her eyes and said instead, "Come now, lets have some rest alright?" She bundled off the bed. 'What am I thinking?!' A voice screamed in her head 'He's my brother!!' "Lia?" D'Eon's voice brought her out of her thoughts.
"Hrmm?" Her voice came out rather shaky and choked. "Goodnight." Lia turned. D'Eon had already covered the duvet over him. 'No. I'm just imagining things.' She sat at the edge of the bed near D'Eon's head. 'He's my brother. I love him as only my brother.' "Nothing more." She whispered silently to herself. If she'd told herself that the day before, it would have held steadfast. But not today. Today, the experience of almost losing her brother had brought about something new- a feeling 12 year-old Lia deBeumont had never felt before. 'No… It's just the love for a brother.' She thought to herself as she climbed into bed next to him and hugging his body.
If only the kiss by the lake hadn't tasted soo sweet.
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