Title: Irresistible Temptation
Pairing: dark ace x aerrow
Genre: Angst
Rating: Mature
Words: 408
Summary: Everything happened at that moment when the Dark Ace spared Aerrow's life. And both of them slowly started to realize how they felt for each other...
Irresistible Temptation
1 Prologue - "Everything happened so fast..."
Being a part of Storm Hawks, especially their leader, was harder than he thought. He had so much responsibility – to take care of the squadron, to be optimistic
every time whenever Stork started to shout, "we are all doomed." For fourteen-year-old boy, it was too much to bear. Clearly, everything was overwhelming to him.
It was simply burdening. He couldn't stop thinking of running away from all these bullshit.
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It seemed Aerrow was going through a rough patch. Storm Hawks were all concerned how Aerrow was acting worked up around them because they always knew
he was the only one who seemed optimistic even in the situations that could get all of them killed or wounded severely. Looking upset was not him. He should be
the one asking question like "are you alright?" or "how you doing?" Aerrow, however, showed no interest in other people concerning about him.
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Something... something was bothering Aerrow. He just could not get off this one question in his mind – Why did he not kill me at that time? It was strange that the
Dark Ace himself spared his biggest enemy who would kill him in any second if he showed his weaknesses. Was he too worked up or somethin'? What was the reason why
he couldn't kill me? He had his opportunity, enough time to kill Aerrow. But he didn't. That was driving Aerrow insane. Every question was swimming in his head
which bothered him every second when he was wide awake. Although no one on the condor knew what happened while he was out exploring this newly
discovered Terra, Aerrow was afraid that someone, maybe Piper who was always good at guessing, would eventually find out what happened.
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The Dark Ace, himself was really confused. He had one question in his mind – Why didn't I kill him? I could've slain his throat within a second. Somehow, the Dark Ace
couldn't. He thought it was because of how he looked; everything about him was so different. His appearance – wet from the rain, defeated eyes which made them
look dejected and stick-thin figure – bothered the Dark Ace. At that moment, he realized this young brat was only fourteen years old after all. He was his enemy but
he was not that cruel to kill this young sky night. So, he spared his life. Yes, so simple isn't it...like that he didn't kill him.
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