A/n: Hi all! I haven't been around in a while, but a friend e-mailed me about my other fics here and I said you know what, the Tamora Pierce fanfic readers rock so let's go visit them. And now here I am writing for myself and for you guys. It may not all be good, it might just be down right crap, but on the bright side at least the fic author is crazy! Well at least I think that's a bright side. J Anyway, if you really want you can skip this b/c I could write authors notes all day, but the bottom line is, if I suck tell me (constructively please) so I can get better. If I'm good tell me, so I will keep doing it. In other words review: it makes me joyous.
Important stuff: Happens after Daine and Numair are together, but no solid time line.
Disclaimer: Don't own it. *sigh* I have yet to reach the greatness of Mrs. Tamora Pierce. J
Soft blue-grey eyes searched the sky for a familiar black hawk. A delicate hand idly stroked the rough green scales of a purring baby dragon. Daine stood and Kit gave an angry trill.
"Hush Kit, you know I spoil you enough," her soft voice told the dragonlet. Numair had left for Pirate's Swoop. He was helping Alana with a mass healing spell. Something that could heal many people at once without expending too much energy. He had been gone four days and Daine was missing him terribly.
"He should be back today," Daine told herself more than Kit. Kit sang a note of agreement. Suddenly Daine saw him in the sky. "Numair," she whispered and launched herself off the balcony becoming a hawk as she did. Her clothing dropped neatly onto the rail. Kit sighed, she hated when her keeper became love-struck. Daine met her hawkened lover midair. He looked quite surprised, but happy. Together they flew to the tower they shared. They changed together, nearly knocking over Kit. Numair staggered and Daine caught him.
"A little over exerted is all, love, no need to worry," he said ask he stroked Daine's hair and tried to stand alone. She gave him a disapproving look.
"Numair, you shouldn't have drained yourself, you could have waited," Daine helped him to the bed, trying not to look at him TOO closely, he wasn't wearing any clothes. She covered him up. He looked at her and blushed.
"Daine…umm," he stammered, but with a smile.
"Gods Numair, we're… well I mean, this shouldn't bother us," Daine, deciding to forsake her shyness, kissed him swiftly, her lips lingering on his. "But if you really want me to put something on." She slipped below the cover next to him. His eyes grew wide.
"Daine, I'm happy to see you, but, well…" he tried to find an excuse to get some clothes on her, but couldn't find a good one, and deep down, he didn't want to. "Oh, I'm tired!" he said, almost surprised. Actually he was anything but, Daine's lips on his had refreshed him completely, but even his love couldn't argue with that.
"I'll never win," she sighed and called to Kit, who brought her a shirt, which she slipped on. "I'm just glad your home," she smiled and slipped an arm across his waist, soon she was asleep against his chest. Numair grinned down at his love, maybe she was ready for the next step, but he wasn't, not yet anyway. For a while he just reveled at the love bursting in his heart, and the source of that love warm in his arms. Eventually he drifted off to sleep and dreamt of soft summer days and lolling in the sun.
A/n: okay now I now its not the greatest, but its only the first part! Stay with me, it might actually be more than just pure fluffy-ness J Well I really wanna know what couple do you guys wanna read about? I'm open to any pairing so lemme know and I'll give it a spin.
Wolfily yours,
Topazwolf