Kissing Sins

by Despaired Author

Serge and Gilbert have run away to Paris to live a new life as lovers. Will their love survive? Will Gilbert's past tear them apart? How long will they be able to survive in Paris? Am I asking too many questions (the ultimate question)? WARNING: Yaoi/Gay actions included!

1. Chapter 1: Runaways

I may be 12, but there are some things in life that I just happen to stumble upon. Like Kaze to Ki no Uta. I have read some of the fanfictions about this story, but none of them seem to take place when they run away from the school (takes place in manga, but I haven't read about it yet). So, here's my version of that time, except Gilbert doesn't die. I know that this intro is becoming a pain in the butt, but I hope you like it!

Chapter 1: Runaways

Gilbert and I gazed upon Lacombrade Academy from a high hill in the distance, it slowly fading away in the midnight fog. Yes, the night was rather foggy that it covered the stars in the sky. But we held gaslamps to help find our way in the dark. Crickes chirping filled the silence in the still air, and our footsteps.

I glanced once again back at the school as we crept down the hill. Sighing, I continued on to catch up with Gilbert. Once my enemy, then my friend, and now my lover. We both have changed to fit each other the more we learned of each other back at Lacombade, and love has found its way into our hearts.

But now we must run, run away so that no one there would judge our love. Away from the school,where my father attended and where the other boys would judge us for our love. From my friends, who are happy with my decisions and have assisted us in leaving this place. From Auguste Beau, who has tormented and tortured Gilbert all these years before I arrived. We will leave it all.

On foot, it will take us all night and possibly until the afternoon to reach Paris. Yet we will help one another continue on, for that what a lover is for.

"Gilbert, wait up!" I called out to him; he was walking too fast down the hill. He stopped and looked back at me, and with our lamps Gilbert's tears shone. Carrying a bag with most of my things in one hand and my lamp in the other, I tried running towards him. I lifted a finger to wipe his tears.

"We really are leaving?" he asked me unsurely. I nodded, and we kept on our long travel to Paris. Once we have arrived, there was supposed to be a small cottage a few miles outside the town with no residence. I would try to contact Karl and Pascal from there.

By the way, each second chapter will be through Gilbert's POV. Just a heads up for the next chapter!