Okay so recently I came across someone asking me if I could write for their favorite movie. I ended up reading some of the fanfictions for the movie and honestly it made me flush. I am going to try my hand at it. Please, as I usually write anime fanfictions this is my first real hand at this style of writing so please review or send a message and let me know what you think. If you are not a member of this site you can still review my work, I have no filters on saying you cannot. On with the story.
Demon's Hollow
Warnings: This is a BL story, also known as M/M; don't like do not read it. It is truly that simple, I also do not put in line breaks for lemons/sexual content; of which their will be in the future. I love to warn all of you in the future, also now you will not have these warnings in the future, nor the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the actual marvel universe, I am the creator of this particular storyline and am just borrowing the characters for it. Have a nice day legal.
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I want to leave a legacy, to be remembered; as that man that always smiled through his tears and helped though his own heart was broken. The one who could always patch up your wounds and brighten up any day when he couldn't repair his own, because kindness is the ultimate legacy to be left behind.- Written for this fic by a friend
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I felt my mind whir at all the possibilities that the world presented, I am suddenly more acutely aware of what is going on around me. I suppose I should thank Tony Stark for allowing me to use all of his equipment, after all he is the reason I am able to come up with so many theories and work them out. Though, if I actually go and thank him I will either blow up his ego much bigger than it needs to be; which quite frankly it is big enough already. Then there is always the possibility that I will walk into something that I really do not need to see, I have done that enough times to count; so far I have caught him in enough compromising positions to last me a lifetime.
I felt a smile flutter across my face before I had to crush it away, he is a master of words, I found myself thinking. Masters of words are often the gods of lies, followed the thought closely afterwards as he walked by with a coffee cup in hand muttering about DUM-E. I have always wondered why he doesn't just reprogram the robot, but I think it holds some strange sentimental value. Perhaps he even likes the silly little robot when it messes up, after all I have caught him several times laughing at it, which sometimes brings me happiness as Tony finds very few things amusing anymore, of course besides his nightly conquests.
I shook my head and followed him into the kitchen, "how is the new suit configurations going Tony?" First and for most what the man loved to talk about was himself and his inventions, his is and always will be a self absorbed genius afterall. Sadly it is one of his more redeeming qualities, and the ones that those conquests find so endearing.
"Well it is going alright, but I am continuously getting saturated in compressed carbon dioxide." The growl he let loose made me laugh as I made a sandwich, starting to eat it slowly to enjoy the company longer. Apparently DUM-E is always using the fire extinguisher whether or not Tony needs it, that at least explains why he is so flustered over that. " I would much rather myself be saturated in something else." That satisfied smirk and raised eyebrow did something to my insides that I just can't explain.
Though, with that off hand comment he made towards me I find myself almost choking on my sandwich so I take a drink of his water. This is not unusual for him to make flirty comments when having a bad day, it has just never been so vulgar; nor towards me. He pats me on the back then speaks and I can hear the mirth in his voice as he speaks. " I see you are already choking and we haven't even got to the good stuff yet. Any ways have you see Steve, I needed to ask his opinion about something?"
I flushed at his obvious flirting, I can't tell whether I am disappointed or relieved that he has moved on from teasing me to talking about another subject. I have always had a soft spot for the man, and this is no different. "Tony unlike you, or I, He works at SHIELD in an office. He works office hours. If you want to catch him you will have to wait for him, he should be home around six or six-thirty, is there anything I can help you with in the mean time?" I saddled him with I a raised eyebrow and a kind stare. I can feel my own nervousness, I know it doesn't show though as 'The Other Guy' churned just under the surface; grumbling in agitation.
"I just wanted advice on something, it isn't really important. Oh, the earlier comments just forget them, The Other Guy probably wasn't nearly as flattered as he ought to be." I stopped him from walking away, I am not so sure if I am going to regret this or not but I can't find a reason not to offer him some advice if he needs it.
"You can ask me, I have quite a bit of experience in a lot of areas, maybe I can help." I offer a reassuring smile to my closest friend, he needs to know I am here for him; I have noticed over the last few weeks he hasn't been hanging around me as often as usual.
Tony trudged over and sighed as he sat down, " I need help with a friend of mine. I have no idea what I am doing, I am always so sure of everything I am doing; this time it makes no sense. I can't finish the configurations, also I keep messing up the software. I never mess up software! I went out last night to pick up a sweetie or two and on my way back to the car with a gorgeous leggy blonde I swear I saw my friend and suddenly I couldn't do it." The way he ran his hands through his hair and running them over his face, I would have laughed at the way he is acting; had I not known that this is how he actually feels about things like this and he is actually scared.
"Tony, do you even know what is wrong, not saying that what you are feeling is wrong in anyway." He looked at me as if I am the person who created the periodic table. "Remember how you felt while you were with Pepper?"
Tony looked at me, his confusion clearing from his face and understanding left in it's wake. "You mean to tell me I have feelings for one of my fiends? This is huge and amazing, but what do I do with it?" curiosity clouded his eyes and I realise I don't really have an answer for that one as I have never, myself, confessed to anyone. I had betty a long time ago, but that was then and this is now. "I mean if you haven't noticed I don't have the greatest track record when it comes to relationships."
"Tony, even I don't have the greatest track record; the last relationship I had her father still tries to kill me. Though there is one very important thing I learned, I am going to share it with you, because it helps with dealing with 'The Other Guy' too. How do you ever move forward if you are constantly stepping back? Learn from your mistakes made in the past and use them to improve what you have made for yourself in your future. In this case this also goes for you and your friend, I do not know who this person is; Tony you have a great mind. You may be a bit flighty, but you are smart and if they can accept you at your worst with all of your faults then you at your best is better than most people I have met in my entire life. You are my best friend I think I know you pretty well and can say that I know you better than most others." I gave him my kind smile letting him know that there isn't anything he needs to worry about. There isn't really, though perhaps he needs to learn tact. A confession with a little bit of tact and some wooing would be good, should I recommend that too?
"How about, getting to the confession?" He always has been able to read me and keep me on my toes like that.
"Perhaps, wooing? This person is apparently your friend, you know girls like flowers and stuff; I have never been good at this kind of thing you should ask either Steve or Natasha." Now I feel uncomfortable and 'The Other Guy' is really close to the surface, I wonder why he has been making such an appearance throughout our conversation. It is so strange, I am usually in better control of my inner demon. "I am heading back to my lad now, oh and Tony, I really love the fact that I have my own lab; it means a lot to me. Thanks a lot, I really value you as a friend." The word friend, for some strange reason it stung.
"No problem and hey Bruce if you need anything, let me know okay?" Tony waved at me as I practically ran from him, I had to get away; 'The Other Guy' was too close to the surface to be around Tony without him having his suit on.
With the revelation heavy on my mind that Tony has genuine feelings for someone and that they are even stronger that what he may have had for Pepper really got under my skin. I ended up working for the next six hours and all the way through the night. I worked until I passed out from exhaustion at my work station, the only thing on my mind was how Tony would look while one-hundred percent in love. I dreamed of him looking at me that way, how it would feel to be loved by him.
When I woke up there was breakfast off to the side of my work station on a tv tray and a blanket draped over me. I woke up in a panic that I had to fight back to keep 'The Other Guy' at bay. Since when did I feel that way about Tony Fucking Stark most of all why now when he is virtually untouchable.
"Sir is everything alright, should I get the master?" The british voice almost made me lose it again, I fought it back once more and let out a sigh.
"No JARVIS, there is no need to alarm him; I will be alright it was just a nightmare." I knew then that he would not say anything to Tony, because he did not question me further. I ran a hand though my hair and drank my cooling coffee and ate the small sandwich in silence.
"I really need to get my own place, I am starting to think that my routines are being monitored too." Instead of feeling angry by the statement I felt a flush of pleasure, that someone actually noticed what I liked in the morning. A part of me hoped that it was Tony, but it could just be someone else just trying to be nice; I dismissed the thought. I do not care what he needs and I need to get him out of my head, he is in love or crushing on someone, I don't stand a chance against a leggy redhead or blonde.
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So how was that for a first chapter? Let me know what you think, I love you all.
Demon's Hollow