Warning: This story has yaoi meaning gay relationships. If you don't like it then don't read it.
The wind whispered through the night like the softest of whispers. The wet ground was littered with damp leaves as the feet of a young man pressed down onto them.
The man appeared to be only twenty five. He had ashen blond hair and shocking silvery gray eyes with long curling ash lashes. He was tall and slim and in his hand he carried an open wine bottle his long thin delicate looking fingers wrapped around spout. The man made his way over to a tree and turning around slumped down onto the ground lying back against the tree. Giving out a deep sigh he cast his head up to look up at the stars.
He rose the bottle up to his lips and took a sloshing swig of the liquor within. As he went to take his second sip he brought his head back down.
However the bottle paused right before his lips as his eyes caught sight of something before him.
Another man was there. He was perched gracefully on a tree stump.
His hair was a wild auburn color that seemed to glimmer in the moonlight. His deep dark brown eyes were locked upon the young man before him. His clothes were an immaculate black and they seemed to blend in perfectly with the night. He appeared younger then the other no more then twenty two at the least.
But there was something not quite right with this man. His skin was too pale seeming to catch a glow off of the moonlight and the way he perched on the tree stump with such an unflinching grace seemed strange.
The older man's surprise melded away and he glared daggers at the other man. "What do you want?" He demanded.
"To see you," The younger man said. He shrugged. "Is that a crime?" He asked.
"It is in your case," The older man said. The other man frowned.
"I'm that horrible now am I?" He asked. The other simply glowered at him and took another swig from his wine bottle. The younger man pulled a face. "You shouldn't drink that much," He said.
"I don't care," The older man said and as though to prove the fact took a deep drink from the bottle.
"You should care," The younger man said. "You have a child to think about." The older man froze just as he was about to bring the bottle to his lips again and looked at the younger man.
"How do you know that?" He asked. The younger man unfolded his legs and sat down on the tree stump. He stretched out his long thin legs and crossed them putting his hands palm down on the damp wood of the stump.
"Don't think I wasn't watching," He said.
"I forgot," The older man said, "you're always watching." The young man nodded.
"Always," He said.
"But I left you," The older man said. "Why still watch?"
"To watch after you," The younger man said.
"I can do that myself," The older man said.
"Oh yes the alcohol is pure proof of that," The younger man said gesturing his pale hand to the bottle. The older man frowned.
"Is it bad to enjoy a drink?" He asked.
"When one enjoys it as much as you then yes," The younger man said.
"You should quit watching me so much," The older man said. "You're becoming a stalker." He took another drink from the bottle. The younger man shrugged.
"Perhaps but if I didn't watch out for you who would?" He asked.
"Myself," The older man said glaring at the younger one.
"And your child?" The younger one asked. "What will happen to him if you die from liver poisoning from your excessive drinking?" The glare from the older man deepened.
"That's my concern not yours," He said. The younger man looked sad.
"Please just let me help—" He said.
"No!" The older man said angrily. "I don't need your goddamn help! The last time I took it, it got me to where I am today!"
"Please," The younger man said in what sounded like a pleading tone. His face was becoming sadder and sadder. "Please just let me help you," He said. "Help you both. I'm sorry for what I've done but I need you now more then ever. I want to be able to be with you. Be a proper family." The older man shook his head and stood up looking the other in the eyes.
"We can never be a proper family you know that," He said.
"But let me try!" The younger man said desperately. He stood up from tree stump looking at the older man with pleading eyes.
"Its no use," The older man said. "You can't live among us you know that. I won't have my child be condemned to my life."
"We don't have to live among them!" The younger man said gesturing with his hands. "We can go away from it all. We could live my ourselves seeking company when we wish it. We don't need this."
"No," The older man said. "I will not sell my soul to the devil a second time." He reached out with his free hand and cupped the younger man's cheek in his hand. Then drawing nearer he kissed the other. The younger man's eyes fluttered closed and he pressed again the older man kissing him back.
They stayed there for what seemed like an eternity to the two men before the older man pulled back from the kiss. "I love you but our love can never happen," He said. "Goodbye forever my sweet prince." He embraced the younger once pressing his lips fiercely to his cheek. Then he turned and left.
The younger one turned and looking after his retreating figure harkened to sobs.
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Ja ne!
Redluna