Disclaimer: Don't own Alex Rider, due to copyright matters to Mister Anthony Horowitz. Now, let's get this fanfiction going.
Quick Note: The title, Lilium Lied means 'Lily Song' in German. Don't really ask why the title is called after that. Also, be warned; this fanfiction contains shounen-ai or slash stuff that you homophobes should steer away. I'm warning you!
Kapitel 1 – Coronam Vitae
"No, I was wrong…"
Those were the last words to Alex Rider, before Paul Drevin slipped into a black sleep. Strange, the events in Flamingo Bay was just a distant memory and he had only knew the few details after he was awaken in America. His father, Nikolei Drevin, was not only deceased by a plane accident; he was a malevolent person who nearly killed thousands of innocent lives by blowing up the space hotel, an evil father who did not care about his son, to which the worse news came as he made his so-called 'terrorists' to cut the son's finger. He could not believe this at first, but then he found out that it was Alex, a young MI6 spy who had saved everyone, including Paul himself, from the world destruction. He should give thanks to him, but he had no idea how to give him a present and now he had no idea where the young spy went. Was it perhaps he was at the next mission?
"Excuse me Master Drevin," came a soft reply from his late father's servant as he interrupted Paul's train-of-thoughts in Russian "but we're arrived. Should I come with you?"
"No thanks Vlad." Paul replied gently in Russian "Just dropped me off here and wait. I won't be for long."
"Okay, then."
Paul was walking to a cemetery in a cold, snowy London. It was February and yet thanks to the snow that was dropping continuously, it felt more like January. He was holding a bunch of lilies and he knew that his father liked living in Great Britain and so Nikolei's resting place was there. As he walked to his father's grave, he stopped and noticed there was another bunch of lilies resting on the grave.
Strange, I never knew there was another bunch. Who could have placed there? It's not mother, isn't it?
He went closer to the note that was included in the lily bunch and was astonished to see who was the sender of the lilies.
'I knew you were mad and evil, but in the end, you were his father and I'm sorry if your son was traumatised. Please give me forgiveness. From Alex Rider'
Paul never knew Alex was sympathising his evil father, but why did the Hero, the young MI6 spy wanted forgiveness from his deceased father? Did Alex blamed everything for himself? He was starting to wonder if Alex was carrying such a huge burden, even though he had saved innocent lives. However, Paul shook his head and placed his lilies next to Alex's and then stood up looking at his father's grave, as if he was talking to him.
"Father…" He spoke gently in Russian "…even though that you were consumed an evil heart and planned to destroy Washington D.C. killing innocent lives and also including attempting to have your so-called 'Force Three' terrorists to kill me, in the end, you were my only father and you did protect me; if only went too far. So, I have one question for you: Why is Alex so reluctant to save the world from your own evil doing and seek forgiveness from you?"
Silence and only a slight breeze of cold wind had answered his question and he stood quietly for the next few minutes, before Paul decided he should leave his father's soul to rest. Once he was out of the cemetery and entered into the Rolls Royce car, only that silence entered there as well, until Vlad came to speaking Paul in Russian.
"So, where shall he head next, Master Paul?"
"…Take me to Brookland School. I want to apply there myself."
It was still snowing in the thirteen of February in Brookland School. However, that was a mixed blessing to Alex, as he can celebrate his fifteenth birthday without MI6 dragging him into something dangerous and for once, being a normal teenager in school, it was also his birthday landed on Friday, a day where the number thirteen and the day were mentions of bad luck. As he sat down to his seat in his classroom, third and middle in the desk layout, with his friend that only knew Alex's real life, Tom next to him.
"Happy birthday Alex!" He smiled with added enthusiasm as he handed the young reluctant spy his present "I hope that you won't run into bad luck today and here's your present."
"Thanks Tom." He genuinely smiled back to him as he got the present and placed it in his bag.
"So, have you got any presents from you-know-who?"
"Well, I've got this cool gadget from Smithers along with the card, before it disintegrates after reading it five seconds later and Jack was horrified to see the table in a mess. Sabina gave me a dreamcatcher she got from America, but as for the rest of that you-know-who, they just given me cards with money included, so that's about it."
Alex and Tom would not allowed to say MI6 in public, due to the consequence that the whole class would be entirely interested with Alex's life and the young spy did not want to get that kind of attention and did not like the way Blunt used him for a number of reasons. As the first morning bell was rung and every student sat to their places, their form – homeroom – teacher came in, with her facial expression coming a bit sour and wore some sort of bandanna from her dark brown head and sporting clothes to identify she was a P.E. teacher, to which everyone stood up formally.
"Right, morning everyone!" She greeted informally as she stood behind the desk "I haven't got enough rest from yesterday, so if you try to piss me off, I'm sending you to hold the buckets outside the building!"
"Er, morning Miss Fiona and okay." The students, including Alex greeted back to Miss Fiona, to which her surname should have been called Misian, but she hated to be formal all of the time and imagine they have a huge sweatdrop behind their heads.
"For God's sake, don't call me, 'Miss Fiona'! I hate being differentiated with students!"
We might change the last teacher the last time we had him for a year, Alex thought about his homeroom teacher. But at least, Miss Fiona isn't as harsh as the last one and never asking me where I've been in absence the last time I was in every mission.
"Now sit down, shut up for a minute and before I'll go into registering the lot of you, I've got an announcement!"
"Oh great," One of the students behind Alex's position whispered sarcastically "Is Miss going to admit she's got a boyfriend and ready to get married?"
"Nice try, Gary, but you're wrong! Today, we've got a new student coming along and he's from Russia!"
Russia? And the student's a male? Isn't he familiar to me from a few months ago?
"Now, I want all of you to be very nice to him and…DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH AT HIS RUSSIAN ACCENT WHEN HE'S SPEAKING ENGLISH! IF YOU DO, I'LL SEND YOU OUTSIDE THE SCHOOL BUILDING AND RUN AROUND WITH NOTHING BUT YOUR UNDERWEAR IN AROUND TEN LAPS OR SO! Is that clear?"
The students were terrified at her threat and had no choice, but to nod their heads, quickly and silently. And then, 'Miss' Fiona changed her expression from very angry and pissed off, to smiling very happily for absolutely no reason at all.
"Good, now let's give a nice warm welcome to…" She struggled to find his name on her register "…ah, here we go! Paul Drevin!"
Then, Alex's head snapped in surprised as his homeroom teacher announced the name of the new student.
"Hey Alex, are you okay?" Tom asked to Alex with concern in mind.
"Oh, er, I'm fine Tom. Just a little surprise."
"Really? Has Paul Drevin clicked your mind?"
Alex only knew Paul a few months ago, but their friendship was already blossoming, since Blunt apparently set up for him to investigate his father's motive and yet wonder why he would be coming to his school. Did he come for revenge on his father's death or…was it for another reason? And then, the door was opened and Paul entered the classroom. When he stood to face his newly acquaintances, his light blue eyes met Alex's serious brown eyes and the two stared each other, as if they were making a warm welcome and reunion. However, that was only for a short moment, until the girls were whispering that the new student was very handsome, only second to Alex and 'Miss' Fiona scolded the girls.
"Hey, hey!" She growled to the girls "This is no time to get into gossip mode! Right, Paul, why don't you introduce yourself to us?"
"Yes, Miss." His Russian accent caused a lot of stir when most of the female students' cheeks were blushing, thinking that not only his looks were handsome, his accent made him somewhat cooler "My name is Paul Drevin, as many people will know me by now. I was the son of my late multibillionaire father, Nikolei Drevin and I'm fourteen years old, to which my next birthday is coming up shortly. My mother sent me here, because she felt that I should gain more friends and experience that making friends is just as important as being educated in here. I hope I can make friends to you."
"Right, that's enough introduction for you, mister. Why don't you sit behind Alex Rider over there? I'm sure the two of you, are going to be friends very quickly."
"Actually, I know Alex Rider for quite a while."
"Well, that makes it better!"
And so, when the excitement was dying and Paul sat in front of Alex's position, the young spy's heart was beating faster than usual and his mind was warped with so many surprises.
Is Paul going to get revenge on me? Buy why here? I don't understand why he's here, but does he have a motive? Oh God! I don't want to know!
"Well, then. I'm going to register and after that, it's adieu to me, until afternoon registration! See ya!"
And after a few hours of lessons that had double English and double maths and a short break between the two, it was finally lunchtime. Though some of the students went outside to play with the snow and others went to the dining room or cafeteria to get some lunch, only Alex and Tom were in the classroom, sitting by their desk positions.
"Are you sure you're not hungry, Alex?"
"Yeah. Listen, Tom. Could you leave me alone for a second? I want to think for a minute. I'll meet you there later."
"Okay." And he left the classroom as Tom was about to go to the cafeteria and all the classroom was empty, but Alex alone. He was thinking about why did Paul came to this comprehensive school and not some expensive private school. Why would he come here? However, his question was broken up when he saw this silver package and further ahead when he saw Paul.
"Since it's your birthday, I thought I'll give you this as a present." He first spoke to him politely.
"Uh, thank you." He replied nervously, as he worried what the young Russian might do to him.
"Is it okay, if I sit down next to you?"
"Uh, sure. My friend isn't coming yet."
There was an odd silence between the two boys and Alex felt uncomfortable on meeting the son of a late multibillionaire for quite while now and did not know what to say next. Unfortunately, his words came unnecessarily out from his mouth.
"Why did you come here?"
"Huh? Ah, I came to London for two reasons. One of them is this…" He raised his right fist and punched at Alex's cheek very hard.
"OW!"
"…That one was for my dad. Even though I would have the chance to have revenge on you, he won't come back and finding this pointless. So a punch would have to do for the revenge, which has now been done."
"True, but what was the second reason? Is this one about my double life?"
"Yes. After I was flown to America to heal the bullet wound my father was about to fire, those CIA agents told me everything what had happened in Flamingo Bay and my father's motives. I never knew he used the space hotel as a weapon to destroy thousands of lives. And then you, an MI6 agent working for the CIA came to save the world, as well as mine, since the kidnapping was actually part of my father's plan just to make it wasn't his purpose."
"…" Alex's expression changed from nervous to complete sadness and guilt.
"Why are you sad when they told me that you were the hero?"
"…I didn't have a choice on saving the world. Hell, I didn't want to be a spy all along. I never knew my late father and uncle were working for MI6 and my life's been a mess thanks to that Blunt! Ever since I had my first mission in Cornwall under a year ago, I was forced to make lies on the excuses on the absences I was forced to do the missions and if I refuse, then he would deport my guardian to America. And every time I went to a dangerous mission, I always end up with more scars and bruises to my fragile body and I can't take it anymore. They're adding my burden and I don't know if I should take up committing suicide!"
"…I see. So that would explain why you so reluctant to answering my questions on your body."
"Yeah and I guess this was all entirely my fault! I made you traumatised for killing your father and mess your entire life! Maybe I should deserve to…" However, Alex's speech was interrupted as Paul's fingers silenced his moth.
"Don't worry. You saved the world. If you haven't gone off to space and stop my father's plan, I wouldn't forgive you when that space hotel would destroy Washington in one go."
"But you wouldn't understand! I'm the person who would blame for everything! I've got you hurt in Flamingo Bay when I've had no choice, but to use karate on you! I ruined your life and now…I…I…" Alex couldn't hold his emotion any longer and now tears were producing from his eyes and sobbed greatly. As for Paul, he never knew that Alex did not want to be used by MI6 or the CIA. In fact, the young spy did not want to be deserved as a hero at all and for the next few seconds, he hurled his arms around the now emotional Alex and placed his head on the Russian's chest.
"Don't blame yourself that everything you did is your fault. I should partly blame on myself too; if I had press that alarm back in Flamingo Bay over a few months ago and lie to me that my mother sent you to spy on my father and me, the guards would have come over and shoot you to death. I would have felt differently, if you were killed in there and I would have take the whole blame to myself."
"Paul…" And then the two boys looked at each other, as if they were in an embrace and every time they looked at each other's faces, they went closer.
"If the burden you take is far too heavy, let me carry it for you. If there are many scars that you have in your body, let me have one for you. If you are feeling too emotional to do your mission, let me share it with you. Don't blame everything on yourself. This wasn't your fault…"
And when their lips were closer to deadlock, they can hear the door opened, even though they were looking at each other's faces and surprisingly, Tom at the door, was surprised to see Alex and Paul falling into encirclement.
"Waah!" He cried as he attempted to cover his blushing cheeks by using his books as covers "I'm so sorry! I'm such an idiot to interrupt your love! Please, carry on! Ignore me for what I'm doing!"
"Oh thank you very much for interrupting this!" Alex exclaimed angrily to his friend.
And from that one normal lunchtime, it seems that one such coincidence between one Russian and one English became destiny for them.
Author's Note: Yes, this is another attempt to do a shounen-ai (boys' love for those not into Japanese culture) Alex Rider, except this time this is actually a pilot kapitel (Kapitel means chapter in German and the title means Life's Crown) for next ongoing fanfiction. And I'm sorry for those Kingdom Hearts fans who wanted to read my unnamed KH fanfiction, due to that it's been canned and decided to do this, along with the (heterosexual) AeriSeph (Aerith/Sephiroth for the non-experienced FFVII people) fanfiction, Nimbus Exploration. I felt that exploring Hollow Bastion (or Radiant Garden for the lucky bastards who played KHII) wasn't enough to catch the attention as I would have thought.
Right enough about Final Fantasy VII and the Aerith/Sephiroth business, let me tell you how I first made this fanfiction. I was listening to the anime opening of Elfen Lied's 'Lilium', except this was in full version and this reminded me of the last shounen-ai Alex Rider fanfiction I made (no wonder, I made such an impact on the Alex/Paul pairing, there's even another one (laughs nervously)). I don't know why Lilium Lied is the title, but I love the sound of this title and reminded me of those yaoi (boys' love again, but with more boys kissing each other than you've ever seen) titles I've heard, such as Gravitation and Loveless (two famous yaoi mangas that many manga females fans should know).
Reviews and comments are very much welcome, but if the homophobes or those crazy rabid Cloud/Sephiroth fangirls going to start flaming on me, then I suggest you should not review it and flame it on someone else's mediocre-effort shounen-ai fanfiction. Other than that, if I get enough reviews, I might write another kapitel, alongside with Nimbus Exploration, to which I'm currently writing.
