Dream Rose
Summary: Will's sent on a training mission with Horace as back-up. Who do they meet along the way? What's Horace hiding? M later chapters, Yaoi, will try a threesome scene at the end.
Pairing; Will/Horace
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Chapter 1: Briefing
Walking down the familiar old grey stone corridor Horace was on his way to the palace infirmary to stock up on his heavily depleted healing supplies, after a rather painful sparing session, when he spotted Crowley striding down the hall coming his way, but sadly as Horace's mind was elsewhere on what supplies he needed he didn't really register the little fact that Crowley was in front of him until the old Ranger called out to him from up the hall.
"Horace! Great timing! Can l have a word with you please?"
Horace stopped in his tracks, looking up to the Ranger as he blinked a few times; trying to wake up a bit. "Sure, I was just going to go get a check-up." He wasn't planning to admit to anyone, not even the dead, how much his body hurt after his training session with the local blacksmith; the bastard was pure muscle and was more skilful with his weapons then most knights. "What can l do for you?" Horace inquired. It was unusual for the old ranger to seek out anyone outside of the corps…well, unless it was a pretty barmaid anyway. Crowley may not seem it to most but he was especially notorious for it when he was younger, or so he'd heard, and his reputation had only slightly improved with age.
"Not here..." Crowley insisted. After a moment's thought Crowley decided it would be safest to speak in Ranger territory rather than knight territory; the knights were the biggest gossipers in the castle, even worse than the maids...well it was more accurate to say the knights were the maid's sources…anyway… "Come to the Rangers infirmary. They'll look after you instead for your check-up and we can also talk more comfily there."
Shrugging Horace just decided to follow the old Ranger and see what this was about. It couldn't hurt to see the corps infirmary any either as they would properly know how to keep their mouth shut better than his normal healer. As he followed Crowley Horace noticed the way they were going lead them quite close to the Kings chambers; as if the Rangers were the Kings last line of defence. The thought peeved him a little as it felt like the abilities of knights were second to Rangers. He knew it was illogical, but emotions didn't follow logic.
It felt like not time at all had passed before Crowley was opening a door with the inscription 'Ceidwad Brenhinol Halt' engraved into the golden plaque. He had no idea what it meant but he knew it was foreign; he had heard Will mention once that some Rangers liked to use foreign languages to help retain and protect their secrets. The name on the engraving gave away the identity of the room's occupant, so he wasn't surprised when the door opened to reveal a perfectly dressed Halt…well the perfectly dressed part was a little odd and so was the healer standing beside him. But what were they doing here? Weren't they meant to be heading for the infirmary, instead of the infirmary coming to them?
"Good evening apprentice Horace." Halt greeted him civilly. Only a little bite left over from that porridge incident; he hadn't meant to cause Halt to temporarily lose his sense of taste with that tiny little bit of chili powder, but sadly Halt wasn't buying it.
"Good evening Ranger Halt"
"Me and Halt have agreed," Crowley began before Halt tried to castrate the boy again "That Will needs a mission where he's not depending on another, more experienced Ranger for direction and guidance." Crowley sighed, playing his part "but we also agreed that he should still have some form of backup...you being the obvious candidate for this mission. We have already cleared the mission with your quarter master and instructors." Really it was a simple somewhat safe exercise to see how the two apprentices coped with the different skills and mindset of their partner when there weren't classical authorities present to act as a mediator between the two parties.
Crowley watched as the healer walked up to Horace and started checking him over for injuries while doing a general examination. He waited till he was behind Horace before giving in to the urge to grin, but he quickly wiped it away as he kept moving; pretending to observe the landscape paintings he had observed a hundred times before as he brought his amusement under control; It wouldn't do to make Horace suspicious now would it? But after five minutes of silence he was finally starting to lose patients with the boy's silence.
"Well Horace? Do you accept?!" Crowley demanded, finally turning to face the lad, impatient, only to find Erin toying with the boy. Crowley withheld a sigh; Erin was the best of the best but he loved to get very touchy with the young male charges. It appeared as if Erin's eagerness had rendered Horace silent in his innocence.
"Yes sir" Horace finally squeaked. The doctor had moved on to groping his ass after thoroughly examining his thighs, looking for knots in the muscle...he hoped the excuse the healer gave was true. Blushing ruby for all to see Horace had never had an examination quite this thorough before. And it was making him quite bashful at the thought of what was, and was not, going to be done. What had he gotten himself into?
"Good. The full details will be sent to you shortly. Till then have a good evening." said Crowley stiffly as he left, closing the door behind him. A wolf-like grin spreading across his face as he thought of what Erin would do the 'poor handsome boy'.
'...this is going to be fun...'
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A/N (Original): many thanks to Barbasulrico for helping me get started, and l hope he will keep helping me through this whole story.
A/N (22/11/13): Edited
Ceidwad Brenhinol = Royal Ranger