Title: The Black love
Pairing: Cleitus/Hephaistion/Alexander
Summary: Cleitus is in love/ Hephaistion is in pain/ Alexander is always a king. What can I say, Cleitus became a hero where Alexander turn into a jealous man.
Author notes: This story based on scene from Alexander movie of Oliver Stone and interpreted in the way that I wanted. My English is not good (it is not my first language), so I apologized for all mistake.
You may hate the story and hate what I wrote but I love Cleitus and I am the writer so Cleitus will be my hero in this story..hee hee..
Warning: Little intimacy love scene in Ch.3,4. To be safe I think it probably in PG 13.
/ nothing related to the story, just a prologue that i put on every beggining of each chapter
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Ch.1 First encounter
/His love was both protective and possessive. As a father who was always protect his dearest son and as a lover who jealoused even to a cloak rope which is hanging and touching his lover's thigh. /
"Hephaistion troop'll be here just on time for the full moon banquet" A voice from pages gathered in front of dinning hall stoped Clietus before he entered. It'd been a while he never heard of Hephaistion name. The young man was assigned by Alexander to appoint a new king to the city of Sidon. It was Hephaistion's major assignment in the court which absented him from Alexander side for the first time. His heart was beating as a drum and his body was jerking. He could not count how many nights he dreamed of a young tall boy who now became a man. Beautiful blue eyes on an oval perfect face haunted Cleitus for so many years.
He remembered the day he first met a boy vividly as yesterday. He went to visit Alexander at Mieza where Philip's son and children of a noble man of Macedonion studying with the great philosopher Aristotle. After he caged his horse and walked his way through the entrance, he heard a fiery noise shouted from the right corner of the buildings.
"If you want to grow up and become a Macedonion man you have to learn how to kiss as a man."
This stopped him from entering the buildings and walked back toward a noise.
"I'll learn it but not with your bad mouth" another boy shouted back daringly.
He heard some punching and battling sound before he quickens his steps. At the dark corner shadowed by a big oak tree, he saw 3 teenagers pinned a small boy to the wall where a boy tried to kick and smack bigger mans fiercefully. The boy's eye were glister and fierce as a wild animal. He didn't seem to be afraid of what was in front of him. Even though his struggle toward 3 bigger mans seemed to be in vain. The tall man who Cleitus remembered as Philotas, a young son of a great general Parmenion, standed in the middle and bowed down try to claim a young boy mouth.
He heard another man said "Stop kicking like a wild horse, just one little kiss is not gonna taint your beautiful mouth"
Before Parmenion's son succeeded his kiss to a small boy, Cleitus grabbed his arm and pushed him on the ground. Other boys turned to Cleitus and seemed to remember who he was then let go of a small boy's hand and ran away. Philotas who was on the ground threw anger look toward Cleitus and when a young man was climb up on his feet. He yelled to Cleitus
"Why don't you go and mess with your king and leave me with mine"
Cleitus stared fiercely back. A younger man knew Cleitus, he didn't want to fight with a man with this size. Even compare to a grown man, Cleitus seemed to be very big man with thick muscle. Also, he knew "the black Cleitus". He heard many rumors of Cleitus's anger and brutality even compare to other Macedonion soldier. A young man turned back and started to walk away followed his friends.
After Cleitus watched Philotas disappeared in to the building, Cleitus glanced back to a young boy who was still shaking.
"Are you afraid, boy" Cleitus said softly to a boy.
However, when a boy looked up to him it seemed clear that it was not fear in his eye but a fire of rage. Cleitus heart was now beating fast. He certain it was not because of a wrath he had toward Philotas action but because of a beautiful boy in front of him. Cleitus certainly never saw any boy in Macedonia as beautiful as this boy. It was not only a boy's face which made Cleitus forgot breathing, also these deep ocean blue eyes which looked directly at him. He doubted no great artist could portrait these perfect eyes and certainly only Zeus himself could paint such perfect beauty.
"Thank you, but you should let me finish this by myself"
Cleitus was still loss to boy's eyes and he didn't hear until the last words. He forced himself to stop wandering in those amazing blue eyes and looked down to the ground. He noticed some red marks on boy hands and arms which are certainly results of the early fight. It must be bruises which turned to green and purple soon. He tried to force himself smile softly at the boy and said
"I just cannot stop myself when it comes to this kind of act toward a boy"
"I'm not just a boy, I am a son of Macedonion man who can fight for my own dignity" a boy argued angrily. Cleitus stepped back a bit and it might caused a boy to realize his act was ungrateful and then just another blink, a boy drew guilty smiled directly at Clietus.
"Sorry for my bad manners, my name is Hephaiston, son of General Amyntor, thank you for your hospitality and I assures you that one day I'll find a way to return a favour to you"
Cleitus didn't know whether the sun ray set directly toward his face or because of this beautiful smile which caused his face to blush and heat.
A laugh from behind awoke Cleitus from his daydreams. He heard Ptelomy voice was babbling joke from behind and then he entered a dinning hall. Dinner had started with king Alexander and his other companion and General sitting around table. Wine and food was flow loosely. A loud noise of joke and a story of bravery soldier and Iliad hero surrounded a hall. Usually, Cleitus enjoyed dinning feast and wine and young boys serving him. But today, he could not stop thinking about a young man who should be here in the next two days. He looked at Alexander and Bagoas, King Darius's pet, stood next to the king ready for services. He hated Bagoas. He didn't hate Bagoas because he jealous of Alexander or because Bagoas was a Persian pet. He hated Bagoas because he knew Bagoas existance will bring great grief to a man who hold his heart. He had first hand experienced. He used to be one of King Phillip's lover before his king turned to younger pages. It drove him mad in pain and jealousy. But when time had past and he grew older and wiser, he realized ordinary man cannot own king's heart, he learned to live with it and showed his love as a loyalty soldier and a capable commander who would fight and die for his king. To heal his brokenheart, he turned to find a pleasure in young man until he met a boy who filled his heart.
After a quarrel between Hephaistion and young Philotas, he kept retuning to Meiza with only one intention, to see Hephaistion. He became battle tutor for young Hephaistion and enjoyed it every minute. The more he knew a boy, the stronger his love grew. Hephaistion was a talent and charming boy, he always knew how to use his brain rather than his arm or how to use his word rather than a sharp sword. A boy knew diplomacy; he knew when to please and when to push.
His love towards a boy seemed possible till the day he heard that Alexander had been taken a boy's heart. He was shocked and hurt. Why Dionysus cruelled to him. Why stroked his heart twice with the hands of his king, first King Philip and then King Philip's son. It was not that he didn't love or adore Alexander. He loved Alexander as his younger brother and royal to him as his king's son but when it came to a boy who holds his heart. He didn't want a boy who he loved dearly became a king's toy as himself. He knew the fate of a king's lover and he knew a boy, a boy's royal and passionate character was a great quality of heart to be ripped and destroyed by a king greatness. He didn't want his beloved boy to get hurt; one slight sadness in Hephaistion eyes would drive him into madness. He wanted to protect a boy's heart only if he knew how. If only he was the one who hold Hephaistion's heart not Alexander. He would cherish this love and protect it with his every breath.As he saw Alexander smiled and touched Bagoas hand while a eunuch filled up Alexander's goblet. His anger grew and he spoke out to a crowd.
"Drink for Hephaistion journey safe and sound from Sidon"
Alexander stopped touching a eunuch as soon as he heard Hephaistion's name and looked directly to Cleitus. He smiled to Cleitus and stood up to join his drink. Even though Cleitus didn't like Alexander for bedding a eunuch just a few month after Hephaistion left to his journey. "As father as son" he thought. Cleitus could not denied he greet to cease this opportunity to be the one who healed Hephaistion's brokenheart.