Well my darlings it's around 1:30 in the morning on this lovely new year's...day-cough- yes I am a dork and watched the ball drop in New York. So...after finishing my copy of 'Hannibal Rising' I felt the odd need to write. Then I looked on the internet and found images and a trailer for the movie this February (which I have been waiting for since...before they even had the entire cast -falls over-) Well part of this story was inspired from the song 'About A Boy'(by Badly Drawn Boy) so any and all lyrics presented here in the story are NOT my own unless stated otherwise and are copyright of their owners and I take no credit for their song or for the character in this fanfic...I am not that cool( so please don't sue me I am 17...) Well I am rating this for possible future chapters, So clearly the pairing is between Hannibal and Lady Murasaki so..is you don't like it go away...COOKIES ALL AROUND! Oh and as usual with my 'thought' parts the individuals's thoughts are marked:(p.s: I mix some of the book, my own idea's and the movie's idea's in setting and look's...get over it)
Hannibal's thought's
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Lady Murasaki's thought's
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About A Boy is copyright of Badly Drawn Boy and I take NO credit in it in anyway...don't sue me
I've been dreamin'
Of the things I learned
About a boy who's bleedin'
Celebrate to elevate
The joy is not the same without the pain
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He's truly an elegant creature. Behind his anger is a sleeping beauty ,hidden deep inside his mind behind little Mischa and his Mother and Father. Hannibal is my little love, with me he's soft and gentle and I know for a short time he's away from the darkness and tears. If you could only see his face with me, his smile so lovely and warm, the grip of his hand on mine is soft and almost nervous. He's afraid to hurt me. But this is how I know he loves me. Hannibal teeters on the edge, like a porcline doll ready to break. My love where are you hiding?
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Ipso Facto
Using up your oxygen
You know I'm shallow
Calling out for extra help
You've got to let me in or help me out
This elegant woman lay in bed, the satin sheets draped over her body as she watched the little candle lights flickering, the soft summer night's breeze bringing in the smell of Carnations and Lily's. Her eye's shut briefly, the smell of mint and pine filled the room as Hannibal , a mere 18, entered in. His bare feet making a soft padding sound across the wooden floor.
"Evening"her eye's opened, watching the boy intently. He was really quite a sight, over time he'd grown into his looks from a round faced little boy to a tall man with soft porcelain white skin, deep chestnut hair and stunning blue eyes.
He bowed slightly"Evening"His voice was soft and quivering. It was not often anymore when he dreamed but when he did it was always horrible and frightening. Looking over her a slight blush came to his pale cheeks. Her robe was folded open slightly, as it often seemed to be, her arm propped up watching him.
Something to talk about
Yeah, something to talk about
I've been dreamin'
Of the things I learned
About a boy who's leavin'
Nothing else to chance again
You've got to let me in or let me out
"Did you dream?"
"Yes.."
"Come" and she held her arms out, offering her hold to him. Which he took quickly, crawling down under the bed sheets in her arm's his head resting against her shoulder like a frightened child.
She ran her slender finger's through the boy's hair, tenderly kissing his forehead. "Come now My Dear don't be sad" She whispered gentle word's to him, watching him slowly unwind from his dream.
"You're my favorite person in the whole world." He whispered, as she stroked his cheek.
"And you are mine" She pressed her lips along the corner of the boy's, not quite a kiss merely testing the boy.
His arm's moved around her quickly, as he let out a playful little 'growl',kissing her shoulder.
"Hannibal!"She let out a little squeal, laughing softly .Putting her arms around the boys shoulders, moving their lip's together. However this didn't seem to calm the boy as he moved his lip's down her neck causing her to squirm and whimper at the much desired attention.
"You must stop"She panted, her body quivering now, begging to be touched
"And you must stop lying." He whispered, his arms around her gently. But he complied with her wish and merely pulled the woman against him protectively.
She smiled softly, offering him a kiss which he took easily. "Stay with me, come to Hiroshima"
"You know I cannot.."
"One day, one day come to me"She nodded, they may not have wanted it to end but it would have to. For a short time they would be apart from their elegant romance, until he could return to her.
Something to talk aboutYeah, something to talk about
"One day"he smiled nodding, enjoying the sound's of it.
The candle's had long since flickered out, leaving the two alone to sleep. Their arm's draped across one another. Off in the distance a cricket sang it's little song, putting the world into a soft sleep with it's lullaby.