Mine Forever More
By: Aubrie1234
Here's the first chapter of the series! It takes place soon after Stockholm Syndrome and clears up a few things:
Their adventure happened just a few days after Artemis' birthday.
Artemis' family was surprisingly welcome to Alex.
Holly is surprisingly calm about the whole thing, but is awkward around Alex. This story changes that.
There are also a few other things, many of which I don't remember right now. Also, as for the ages, it took a bit of thinking. And yes, those are their real birthdays. I checked, except I tweaked the years a little for the story. Also, besides the languages he already knows, Alex is learning Gaelic! The translations will be at the bottom, and since I am using Google Translate, don't blame me, except for one.
Sídhe I got from a wonderful Artemis Fowl fanfic called Idiot Savant. It's by Nyghtvision and is awfully funny, so check it out! It involves Artemis having to deal with his father who wants quality time. This is when Artemis' memory was wiped. You know things will not go well with that mentioning...
And if you can get the Looney Tunes reference, you get a virtual cookie! I also had to do some research on flower meanings, so if I get them wrong, blame Wikipedia!
WARNINGS: Mentions of sex, slight cussing.
"...You're serious?"
"Of course." Artemis nodded. After their feelings had been admitted and the adventure over, Alex had tried settling down with the Irishman. Yassen was off travelling the world, K-Unit not there but keeping in touch, allowing Artemis to give Alex a true introduction to his fairy friends. All had not been going well, especially not with Holly. She still harbored feelings for the raven-haired man, after all, which made it awkward between her and Alex quite a bit. But now Artemis had gotten an idea.
"Art, it's bad enough between me and Holly-"
"Holly and I." Artemis corrected. Alex continued on, ignoring him.
"-so I wish you didn't drag your other friends into this too." What Alex was talking about was the annual St. Patrick's Day party the fairies had. Wanting to help Alex get to know his friends better, Artemis had promised to host the party at his house. The only requests were for them to keep the drinking to a minimum, don't break anything, and to UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES touch Alex unless it was a handshake.
"They're completely fine with it." Artemis assured him, leaning against the wood-and-stone island. The two were in the kitchen, the Englishman putting his greatly superior cooking skills to the test by making them sandwiches.
"Arty, you're trying too hard." Alex said, finishing up and giving Artemis his sandwich. The younger's parents were out with the twins, taking them to a zoo in England for the day. The bodyguards had tried to stick around and keep an eye on Artemis (since the last adventure hadn't been too long ago), but the man had convinced them to help the fairies start setting the party up. It would be in a few days, right on St. Patrick's Day itself, and everyone was invited. That meant not only Foaly, Mulch, and their friends, but also most of the LEP as well and even Artemis' family.
"What do you mean?" The Irishman narrowed his eyes. The Englishman opposite him was unaffected.
"What I mean is that, though your parents have accepted me and the twins (despite being almost 8) haven't completely grasped the concept of homosexuality, you want your fairy friends to accept me too. But this is really over the line, you're not letting me ease into this."
"...Well, there's no turning back now. I can't go back on my promise to them. And as it is, I thought you had already eased into it."
"I'm a spy, not some sort of supernatural-believing genius. You convinced yourself that fairies were real long ago and have had many encounters with them. I haven't and I'm still trying to get used to it." Artemis gave a genuine apologetic smile.
"I am sorry for this, Alex. If I had known-"
"It's fine." his lover waved him off, "Are you luck-proofing this place?"
"Yes. You will find green horseshoes at every doorway and shamrocks hanging from the walls. I am taking every precaution so that our combined luck doesn't interfere."
"Good. I don't want to ruin this for your friends. I'm also going to wear some luck, just in case. Are you?"
"I already have my lucky charm right here." Artemis leaned over to give Alex a kiss on the cheek. The blond smiled widely with a faint blush.
"Thanks, but I'm serious. You're going to wear a symbol of luck to the party, right?"
"Of course." From his suit the younger took out two flowers. One Alex recognized as a Gardenia, but the other was completely foreign to him. It was long and covered in outward-facing green cups, similar to Lavender, but there were way more cups.
"The white is a Gardenia, as you very well know." Artemis explained, "It represents good luck, sweet and secret love, and joy. The other is what is known as a Bells of Ireland. It just represents luck. I have more of these in my room, if you would like to wear one." The elder took the Bells of Ireland.
"Why haven't I seen this one before?"
"It's only native to Turkey, Syria, and the Caucasus. There are actually tiny white flowers inside of each of the cups, which are leaves. It grows fast and can grow up to 1 metre, branching out. It's a member of the mint family, domestic, self-seeding, and needs full sun and regular water to survive. It doesn't do well in hot, humid climates." Alex closed his eyes as he sniffed the flower.
"Good thing Ireland isn't hot and humid, huh? Though, I can't say the same about a certain lover of mine..." At that, Artemis blushed scarlet.
"We have not lost our virginity yet, so if you keep that up, think of what the consequences will be!"
"Tá a fhios agam." Alex had wanted to be able to keep up with Artemis, so he had asked the heir to give him Gaelic lessons.
"Do not use my language against me." Artemis warned, "For I am more skilled at it and can insult you in the blink of an eye. Cosúil le anois, mar shampla."
"Sídhe."
"Now you're just spouting off words you know." Alex grinned.
"What better way to annoy you, my good sir?" As Artemis' blush slowly faded, he continued to speak.
"Do you still wish to come to the party? If not, I could take you out somewhere-"
"No, I think I'd actually like to see where this goes." This time Alex leaned forward to peck Artemis' nose, "I bet it's going to be interesting."
As the day of the party slowly came closer, Alex helped Artemis set up the necessary supplies. Streamers, CD music, and so on. However, there was one thing Alex had done that Artemis was completely against.
"NO." Alex felt déjà vu at the word, remembering the effort he and Yassen had put in to dressing Artemis as a girl. Speaking of the ex-assassin, he had stopped by, hearing about the party, and also at Alex's request. Opposite him was an impassive Butler, a fuming Artemis, and a gentle Alex.
"Art, you know for yourself that Yassen can take care of them." Alex pleaded, "It's just for one day and night."
"I know you want to help my parents and allow Juliet to rest from her duties, but ABSOLUTELY NOT."
"Artemis, please-"
"NO."
"Allow me to speak for a second." Yassen asked. When he was met with silence, he continued, "You know me from how we traveled together, Artemis. I would keep them safe as if they were my own children. I am not going to leave them alone because they are so young and I will not go anywhere near a bar. And, as Alex said, it is for only one day and night." Artemis scrutinized him for a minute.
"...Butler? What do you think?"
"I would say yes, sir, as he has changed, but seeing as you have known him longer..." Artemis gave a sigh and nodded.
"Alright. You may take care of Myles and Beckett. However," the younger man's eyes narrowed into slits of ice, "if I hear one word of them being in danger or getting hurt, I will have Butler hunt you down to do what he wishes with you. Understood?"
"Of course." Yassen nodded, "I will return tomorrow at 6 A.M. sharp." He then left and Alex sighed in relief at the disaster averted. The blond was still being glared at by his lover, though, which he wanted to quickly resolve.
"Hey, if someone shoots at the twins, Yassen will take a bullet for them. He did for me!" That didn't stop the glaring, only intensified it. It was going to be a long day...
"Look," Alex sighed as he and Artemis got ready for bed, "if something happens, don't blame Yassen. It was my idea to have him as the twins' babysitter for the day and night, seeing as this might all get out of control." He ran his hand down the other's back, touching the bullet scars. They had been lucky there was no serious damage, and yet the scars hurt Alex more than anything. Artemis sighed, half in pleasure and half in exasperation.
"I know, but I can't help it. They're my brothers, it's my job to worry about and protect them. If something happened to them, I could never forgive myself." Alex made a noise of agreement as moved his hands to Artemis' hips. He was still the taller one, allowing him to place his head on the younger's. Both were only in their pajama bottoms and could feel the other's scars.
"...They haven't seen your scars, have they?"
"Only Butler and Holly. Thank you for saving my life, Alex."
"Unless you have surgery, you'll live with those scars for the rest of your life. You're lucky your foot didn't gain a scar as well."
"I wouldn't get rid of them for the world." Artemis tilted his head back so he could see Alex's face, if only somewhat, "It not only proves the existence of human magic, it also shows how much you love me. There's no way I would change them, time-travel be d*mned." He felt the rumbles of Alex's chest as he chuckled.
"There's the genius I love." Alex adjusted position so they could kiss. It was short and sweet, as they were both tired and had a long day ahead of them, "Myles and Beckett will be fine. Myles is the smart one and can call if something happens, and Beckett's strong and instinctual. He'll be able to sense if something bad is going to happen and warn them in time. I've helped take care of the boys as much as you have, so I'm just as worried."
"And yet you place your trust in an ex-assassin."
"Would you have preferred K-Unit? They were my first choice, but they're out on a mission and I have no one else to turn to." Artemis smiled.
"I understand. I only hope that nothing bad should happen. Now, let's get to bed."
"Right." Alex nodded and tugged Artemis with him as he fell onto the bed. In response, the younger gave him a light slap. He only laughed and soon enough, both were deep asleep.
They were both up at 5 and had taken turns showering and getting dressed. They were just getting Myles and Beckett up when the doorbell rang. The men scrambled to get the boys awake and, after a few minutes, Yassen entered. He gazed down at the two still-sleepy boys, then up at the two older, bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed ones. He raised an eyebrow.
"We were just getting them up when you rang." Alex explained with a shrug.
"Now boys," Artemis knelt down to his brothers, "this is Mr. Yassen. He's a friend of Alex's and will be taking care of you today and tonight, okay? And please try to stay out of trouble." The twins were silent, staring up at the Russian like he was a weird stranger, which he technically was.
"Hello, little ones." Yassen crouched to meet them, "I promise to make this the best day of your lives if you obey one simple rule of mine, alright?" The twins nodded, "I need you both to do as I say, no matter what. I am going to be responsible for you two, so I do not wish for you to get hurt or worse."
"Okay." the nearly 8-year-olds answered in unison.
"Are you Russian?" Beckett suddenly asked as Artemis told Myles what time Yassen should bring them back, "You sound like you aren't used to English and you have a funny accent." The man was surprised at the perceptiveness, nodding.
"That is right, I am Russian."
"You aren't one of the mean Russians that kidnapped Daddy once, are you?" Yassen noted to question Artemis about what Beckett asked later, but shook his head.
"No, I have never done such a thing." Beckett gave a big smile.
"That's great! Where are we going first?!" The ex-assassin smiled back.
"We will see." Beckett dragged Myles along as they followed Yassen outside, who gave the older boys a wink. Alex and Artemis smiled, the Irishman giving a sigh of relief and running a hand through his hair.
"I was afraid that would end badly." he sighed, "I told Myles that we would expect them back at about 7 A.M. tomorrow, more or less."
"Good, because your fairy friends are supposed to start arriving at 6:30 and we've got only 15 minutes." Alex said, seeing the time on the twins' alarm clock. The younger boys went to public school but were given the day off for celebration.
"Let's get going then!" Grabbing the elder's arm, Artemis dragged him downstairs. They had food and drinks to set up, after all!
The first to arrive were, of course, Holly, Foaly, and Mulch. There were introductions between family and friends and as the dwarf gravitated towards the food, Holly went after him to make sure he didn't each too much and to avoid Alex for the time being. The Englishman greeted the centaur warmly, shaking hands.
"So you're the one that helped Holly and Butler find Artemis and I. Nice to meet you. I'm Alex." Artemis rolled his eyes as his lover stroked Foaly's ego. The centaur puffed up with pride.
"Yes, well, I didn't do everything. I'm Foaly, by the way. Nice to meet the Mud Man who has Artemis caught in a web." The Irishman flushed, glaring.
"I believe formalities are done, gentlemen." he growled, "And no spider metaphors or love comments about Alex and I, understand?"
"Sure, Fowl." Having brought his laptop with him, he began using it, where Artemis Senior came over, interested. They started to talk about technological things, so most tuned them out.
"Really?" Alex commented, raising an eyebrow. Artemis huffed, crossing his arms.
"I have every right to guard you, both from comments and the like."
"Arty, I wasn't offended or embarrassed."
"You weren't the one compared to a fly."
"No, I was the spider, but at least I play with my food before I eat it." Artemis blushed again.
"Not now, Rider, we have guests to greet and a party to hold." Artemis stalked away as Alex shrugged, following.
It was later in the day, around noon, that everyone had arrived and Alex found himself with Holly. Artemis was no where to be seen, though Alex had an inkling the sly, younger man had something to do with it.
"So..."
"So." The air was heavy and awkward between them. Holly sighed, deciding to get this over with.
"I'm not mad or jealous, surprisingly." she admitted, "I thought I loved Artemis, but now you're making him happy. I guess that's really I all wanted. Not his love but his happiness and I mixed those two things up."
"I'm not mad or jealous, either. I could see that you wanted the best for Artemis, so I took it all in stride. If you wanted him, then I would step aside, as much as it would hurt."
"Thanks, Alex. That...means a lot. But I don't think I would want to take him from you, not after what happened at the end there..."
"Yeah. I'm still not sure what came over me, how my magic got in control. I know Foaly said Artemis and I seem to have a closer tie to magic than most other people, but I hadn't ever experienced it before."
"HAD NEVER!" Alex and Holly ignored Artemis' shout. He had the ability to somehow hear what they were saying, even with the loud party going on, and immediately tried to correct it. It happened quite often, actually.
"Grammar police..." the human muttered as the fairy giggled. She then went on, saying what she had meant to say before the sharp-eared Artemis had shouted.
"Anyway, maybe you have. Arty told me you've been through a lot, so maybe your magic saved your life."
"Then I guess that's how my family's been so lucky." Alex sighed, "My dad and uncle survived as long as they did not through luck but through magic. So weird."
"Not really, if you think about it." Holly said, playing with her hair, "Quite a few Mud Men today have special powers because they have stronger ties to their magic than others. Maybe even Yassen is one of those people."
"Well, it would explain how he survived Air Force One. ...I'm glad we managed to sort this all out, Holly. Friends?" he held out his hand. With a smile she took it.
"Friends." Their hands shook and they continued to party with the rest of the group.
Far away, over in the Baltic States (Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania), Beckett was having the time of his life as the car screeched down the road. Myles, in the backseat with him, had a deathgrip on his seat and prevented Beckett from looking out the window, where bullets were flying. Yassen, in the front seat, wondered how they got into this mess and how he would escape Artemis' wrath. It had been just his luck to be recognized by MI6 and rogue ex-Scorpia agents was was now being chased with the boys he was supposed to be protecting in the backseat, one cheering while the other was trying not to pee his pants.
Artemis had never been the social sort, so he stayed on the outside of the party. When it got too loud, he left, going outside. He found a few drunk fairies sleeping their drunkeness off in the garden, a few throwing up into the fountain. Wrinkling his nose, he noted to ask Juliet to clean it up later, as he was sure he would be sending Butler after Yassen, one way or another. Spotting a bench in a secluded part of the garden, he sat down and waited. In seconds Alex joined him. Both were wearing their flowers, Alex a Gardenia and Artemis a Bells of Ireland.
"Knew I was following you?" Artemis nodded.
"Of course. How are you liking the party?"
"Good, trying not to get hammered and such."
"Afraid you'll do something you'll regret?"
"Either that or alcohol poisoning. Good thing the fairies have such high resistance to it."
"Yes, that way they have a higher chance of not dying if they drink too much. I don't wish to have dead fairies on my property."
"Good point. Your birthday's coming up soon." Artemis raised his eyebrows.
"You know as well as I do that my birthday is in September. The 1st, to be exact. Why are you thinking so far ahead?"
"You're going to be 18. We've been together for nearly a year, I know, but I want to give you something special, something that means a great thing to you. Especially after what you did for me." Artemis' eyes softened.
"I suppose just being together for that long is a good enough present for me. What would you like for your next birthday?" Alex grinned.
"Same thing as you." he leaned down to kiss Artemis. It was short, as Fowl pulled away, a questioning look on his face.
"When were you born, if we share the same age?"
"February 13th, 1989."
"Interesting. I was born September 1st, 1986, but after what happened in Limbo, I lost three years. That was how the twins came to be without my knowledge and how we are the same age, despite our different dates of birth."
"Art, stop thinking too much and kiss me."
"Fine, fine..." They resumed kissing. However, they broke apart again when Artemis had another question on his lips.
"Do you want a birthday party again?" That was not something Alex had expected.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you want a birthday party? I mean, the one I gave you was small, so do you wish to have a bigger one?"
"I had them with the Pleasures, but it just wasn't the same. And the one you gave me was wonderful, just as it was, but I suppose it would be nice to have a big one, but I don't want it to be too big. I want it to be small and simple, with just the closest of people." Artemis nodded.
"I see." he leaned into Alex, taking care not to crush either of their flowers. The elder put an arm around his waist and they sat there, watching as the sun slowly sank into a sunset and the stars appeared.
"...I've been able to talk with Orion again."
"Really now?" Artemis nodded.
"When I meditate, I can see him and talk with him. He's mellowed out a bit. He also admitted to what we suspected. He was my lifeline when I died."
"I thought he might. Even though it might be because you share a body, I think he really cares about you. I think he wants to be your big brother or a protector more than anything, just being there for you."
"At least he told me he hasn't and won't intrude upon our intimate moments." They both blushed, Artemis moreso than Alex.
"That's good." The stars shone brightly as the moon appeared. They both stared at it, transfixed.
"...So far, this has turned out to be the best St. Patrick's Day I've ever had." Artemis smiled and closed his eyes.
"Glad you like it." he said, feeling sleep try to claim him. Alex rubbed his side, helping him go to sleep, and spent the rest of the night looking up at the stars and moon.
When morning came again, many not-drunk fairies were taking their drunken pals back with them to Haven. All in all, there surprisingly wasn't much damage. Nothing had been broken, there was just food, drink, and confetti scattered about. Yassen also appeared on time with the twins, who began telling Butler (who had answered the door) about their adventure, Beckett moreso than Myles. By the time Butler looked up to wring Yassen's neck, the Russian was already gone. Good thing he had managed to slip a fairy tracking device onto the ex-assassin yesterday, so Artemis wouldn't need to be awoken by the news. Yassen Season, anyone?
Back in the garden, Juliet was taking pictures and giggling to herself. Alex had finally fallen asleep and she was taking various pictures of the two sleeping on the bench together. Oh, this was going to be good when they woke up! Not to mention it had a lot of blackmail material, she would just need to learn how to use it. And after reconciling with Alex, Holly was able to start dating Trouble again. Maybe things would work out this time. And no one could find Mulch, so that was a bit of a worry, but at least Foaly hadn't gotten drunk. Caballine would have had his hide if he had.
And when Alex awoke, he would say that it had been the best St. Patrick's Day ever (again) and that he had made many new fairy friends, some more lousy than others, but friends nonetheless. And Artemis would find out that Alex would use his fairy contacts for some ill-gotten reasons and be proud of his lover for becoming a little evil, but still chiding him for doing something like that. One adventure down, several more to go.
Translations:
Tá a fhios agam. = I know.
Cosúil le anois, mar shampla. = Like now, for example.
Sídhe = As Idiot Savant explains: "'Sidhe' in all of its muddled spellings was a mostly obscure term for the Fair Folk."
And, as said above, this is a oneshot in a series. There will be more to this, including Alex's first birthday with Artemis, meeting the Fowls, Christmas, and more! As for what else happened in the snippet with Yassen, Myles, and Becket... I'll let you guess.
I will also give more warnings, as there WILL be a chapter where the two boys take their virginity. There are other ways to have sex that don't involve stealing virginity, you know, which was mentioned a few times above.
And this is an early gift for my birthday, which is tomorrow! ...This is based for St. Patrick's day, I know, but consider it both a birthday and St. Patrick's Day present!
Now please, read & review!
