Bastion's POV
Dance… The word floated through my head like an echo… Satisfy…crowd…dance. I shifted in the bed, trying to get the voice out of my head. Just once… I slowly opened my eyes. Damn it…I can't get to sleep with all this noise… I blinked, light slightly hitting my eyes. Wait…light…? I slightly sat up from the bed, looking at my watch I had left on the nightstand. It's the morning?! I sighed. From how rough the bed felt I could guess I was naked, but at this early it did not bother me at all. 5 am, Yesh… I hugged the pillow. Back to dreamland it is...
Lucas - - -
My fingers twitched lightly, staring down at the piano for a few moments, wondering if I remembered it. Yes. I did. Moonlight Sonata. One of my favorite songs, one of the few. Fingers easily found the keys, letting the music float from the room and around the house. Vincent had gone back to get things settled with the college he was planning to go to, which meant Bastion and I were alone.
Are you awake?
Bastion's POV
Groaning, I replied. Barely… A long yawn before small pause. What are you up to…? I asked, deciding that maybe I should get up, but only managed to sit up, a cool breeze blowing across my bare chest as I stared intently at my blanket. I couldn't remember much of last night, just…a lot of dancing… And a vague memory of my favorite song… It's few lyrics still lingered in my mind. "Of all the things I had to do the worst…was leaving you," I muttered, the song now playing anew. Everything we used to do there was something…between me and you… The song seemed to help waking me up. I didn't know if I was right in bringin' chaos to the order of my usual life… The smoothness…of our quiet nights…. Amazingly that was all the woman said through the entire song, but that was all that needed saying. The music spoke for her. I rubbed at my eyes, the quick beat playing through my mind, slowly waking me up from my dream-state.
Lucas- - -
My hands froze over the keys and after a few moments I looked up. Playing the piano. I woke up a couple of hours ago… There was silence for a few moments before I stood up, disappearing back to our room, leaning over Bastion and smiling softly. "Do you know any French?" I asked, sitting down, smiling softly at him, toying idly with the ring around my finger, realizing just how strange it felt to have it there. "Ou pas, mon amour?"
Bastion's POV
I blinked. "I used to, but I haven't in awhile. I'm rusty," I stated, blushing slightly from embarrassment. I looked at my own ring, the silver, shiny metal around my right ring finger. It was going to take awhile to get used to, but nothing looked more right to me. "So…tell me what it means?" I asked innocently, placing a soft kiss on his jaw.
Lucas- - -
"It means 'Or not, my love'." I smiled a little bit, moving so I was behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist gently. "I like French, almost as much as Spanish, because it's romantic. It's beautiful, but strong." I sighed softly, kissing the spot I had bitten before so many times before. "Just like you."
Bastion's POV
I moaned slightly. That spot had been kind of tender since my first bite, making it especially sensitive. That one kiss was enough to send ripples of pleasure through me, but I tried to hide it as much as possible. I felt myself blush further from the compliment. "Thank you, love," I managed to mutter, leaning back into Lucas' arms. "So…what were you doing up so early?" I breathed, closing my eyes slightly.
Lucas- - -
I smirked, sitting up a little bit more. "My throat has been killing me…" I said quietly. "And I couldn't find peppermints, or anything to drink that would sooth it." I shrugged a little bit, looking towards the outside where the sun could be seen in the horizon. "So I decided to play the piano and wait for you to wake up."
Bastion's POV
"Well…now that I am awake, what do you want to do?" I asked, resting my head against his shoulder. I brought my hand to his throat glided it over it, the pain slowly going away along with the soreness. "You really should sleep more, or else you…" I yawned, clicking my tongue afterwards. "You could end up sleeping the entire day away." I blinked hard, trying to keep my eyes focused even though I was so incredibly comfortable.
Lucas- - -
"Mm… don't ask me that, Bastion…" I mumbled quietly, running my hands gently through his hair. "And thank you, it feels much better." There was a small chuckle that escaped me. "And if I end up sleeping the whole day away, it might help. Sooner or later one of us won't be getting much sleep…" I leaned back against the wall, smirking after a few seconds. "What do you want to do?"
Bastion's POV
I turned around in Lucas' embrace, hugging him back and nuzzling my face into his neck. "Sleep," I chuckled. "But now that I know you're up I can't do that…" I blinked, searching around the room with my eyes. "Where are my clothes?" I asked before sitting back on my knees, finally fully awake.
Lucas- - -
I shrugged a little bit, watching him quietly before sighing. "I think on the floor, either that or somewhere in the house. I don't remember much about last night…" Too much wine. Good, very good, strawberry wine. But that's beside the point. "They're probably by mine… which I have no idea where they went."
Bastion's POV
I put my arms behind my back and stretched, kind of curling into myself backwards a little before exhaling a breath I had been holding. "Well, I was thinking maybe we could do some work on the house…" I almost groaned at my own idea. I hated working on household things, but we really did need it… "I've noticed we're missing a lot of stuff we really should have…and plus everything is kind of placed haphazardly." I chuckled before leaning my body against Lucas' again, thinking.
Lucas- - -
"Yeah… wanna go shopping?" I asked quietly as I stood up, stretching a bit and finding the pile of clothes, laughing softly. "We've got to finish getting baby things, too…" Gods did I hate shopping. My hands clenched a bit as I thought. "I really hope Alice and Bella don't plan a shower for you…" I looked up at him, trying to keep serious."
Bastion's POV
I fell onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "A shower…" My eyes were as wide as they can go. "I completely forgot about a shower…" I covered my hands over my face. "They are so gonna throw a shower…" I groaned. "Well, at least I won't have to worry about getting a breast pump…" I laughed, stopping suddenly. "…Lucas…can we, maybe stay away from the Cullens…for awhile?" I asked, standing up to go put on my own clothes from the pile. "I don't want to risk it… And yeah, shopping sounds good."
Lucas- - -
"Sure…" I knew how he felt and finally I just shrugged and smiled a little bit. "Until it's time… Carlisle is going to have to be the guy that does the doctor works…" I sighed as I thought about this and ran a hand through my hair before picking up my own clothes, throwing them in the clothes basket and going to find a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
Bastion's POV
I stared out the window, buttoning up my own shirt. "I don't see anything wrong about it… Except that he'll have to see me naked…" Although that really wasn't what I was worried about… I was told doctors always had cold hands…and since Carlisle was already a vampire… I shuddered. Yuck, cold hands with a C-Section… "At least I'll be put to sleep," I muttered as I walked towards the door, waiting for Lucas.
Lucas - - -
"Do you think he'll use narcotics on me as well?" I teased, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him gently. "I'd probably go all… fidgety…" I mumbled quietly, kissing him once more before opening the door and stepping outside, looking around quietly for my keys, finally finding them on the table. "And… what about you? We're going to need to get a car…"
Bastion's POV
I frowned slightly. "I'm going to need a job first…" What would be a good job for me? Music, although great, wasn't really my thing when it came to teaching it… Maybe… "A writer…" I thought about it for a second. I had written before, slightly...and I always had plenty of ideas running through my mind…maybe… "I guess it could work." It hadn't really hit me before just how poor I was…
Lucas- - -
I stared at him for a few moments before shaking my head. "I'll pay the down payment on it, and the car notes until you have a job. Physically, before a baby is born, teleportation won't harm him. But because if you're moving so fast, it will harm him after he is... and I refuse to take him near my cycle." I was going to have to get a car, too. Or maybe a truck. I don't know. I hadn't had a truck in nearly thirty years. Gods. It was always the money thing. "I like the idea of a writer…for you… that is."
Bastion's POV
I continued thinking about it even after I had gotten in the car. "It does sound kind of nice… And it has a pretty good ring to it. Kind like my new last name." I grinned, staring at the ring again. It sure was shiny… I looked towards Lucas.
"But what'll you do? I'm pretty sure singing is over, sadly…" Fidel must be throwing a fit right about now, I thought. Wherever she is…
Lucas- - -
I sighed, staring at the ground quietly before getting in. "Productions manager. I'm probably going to quit teaching. I want to try working as a productions manager, or even an editor… either works for me. I would like the idea of being an editor." I smiled a little bit as I thought about this before looking towards Bastion. "But I probably wouldn't be allowed to even touch what you write."
Bastion's POV
"Why's that?" I asked, slightly puzzled. I really didn't know much when it came to business. So many rules and stuff… I'd have to get used to it, though… I started thinking about what it would be like to be a successful writer… Getting to go to different cities, seeing the world through different eyes… Changing people's minds, getting into their very heads and giving them a whole new view… It was definitely worth it…
Lucas- - -
"You're my husband. It would be unfair…" I shrugged a little bit, looking towards him after a few moments before smirking. "It's not like I'd find anything wrong, you're perfect as it is." There was a few moments before I managed to look away and started the car. "I'm going to have to return this to Edward sooner or later…"
Bastion's POV
I nodded my head before snapping my fingers, remembering something. "We also need to get food for Spot…" I chuckled. "I wonder if he even wants us to call him that…" What kind of food would a panther eat anyway? Cat food? Dog food? Both? And was there even a pet store near by…?
Lucas- - -
My head hit the steering wheel and I nodded, sitting up completely, ignoring the throbbing I felt on my forehead. "Raw meat and calcium tablets, or ground beef and I'll go visit the zoo later and see what they have that we can use." He was old enough were he could eat raw meat, right? I mean, he was about the age of four months for a cub, I think that was right.
"So do we have a list of what we need?" I asked as I looked towards him shortly, not really wanting to look off the road for very long.
Bastion's POV
I pulled out of piece of paper and a pen. "Food…for…Spot… Okay, what else do we need?" I asked, chuckling a little. I had forgotten all about the list. "Umm…food… Clothes, I'd say… Detergent…plenty of cleaning supplies and materials…"
Lucas- - -
"Bedding…" I hated shopping. "Paper, printer ink…" My mind went through all the possibilities of what we would need, thinking for the longest time before finally realizing something else. "Put down on the bottom so it's separate flour, milk, eggs, you know, the basics of making a cake."
Bastion's POV
I blinked. "A cake? For what?" I asked, writing everything down in the meantime. Shopping was alright by me, it was just how much time it took that annoyed me… I mean, the store, with everything bright and new, sort of attracted me, made me want to buy everything, but that was about it. After a while it got tedious and then three hours later I just wanted to get the hell out of the damn store… Guess all men are the same at some point…
Lucas- - -
I smirked a little bit, staring at him for a few moments, setting a hand under my chin and raised a brow. "Done now?" I asked quietly. And I still hadn't explained to him about the cake, and I didn't plan on it, either.
Well, that and he wouldn't see it for the next week or so. It all depended how long it took us to clean the house.
Bastion's POV
"Suppose so," I muttered, waiting for the car to pull up in the drive way before exiting. I quickly made my way to Lucas' door, opening the door for him. "Coming, love?" I asked, grinning. With our speed it shouldn't take too long. Besides, we were together. What more could we ask for…? Besides a sale, of course…
Lucas- - -
I smiled softly and got out, running a hand through my hair, grabbing the keys and my wallet before closing the door. "Yes, I am," I mumbled quietly, taking his hand gently and lacing our fingers together. "I'm happy that nothing horrid is happening anymore, for now." That's when it dawned. I hadn't told.
"Bastion, have I told you about the Six?"
Bastion's POV
"The six…?" I asked, not liking even one part of that title. Sixes never settled well with me. Maybe because three of them together made the 'devil's number' supposedly. "Do I even want to know…? Or do I need to know?" I asked, although I knew the answer to that already. I was pretty sure Lucas would never bring anything up unless it was important.
Lucas- - -
I sighed and nodded. "You should know. Though you'll probably forget, it's not that valuable of information." I shrugged a little bit as we stepped into the mall and stopped. "See, there was this group, originally, maybe a thousand or so years ago, of elders, about six or seven…" Did I even want to get into this?
Bastion's POV
I nodded, hanging onto every word Lucas had to say. At least this'll get my mind off of shopping, I thought, looking at Lucas and paying absolute attention to him while simultaneously picking things off the counter as we walked by them and throwing them into the cart. I didn't even have to look to know that they were things on the list. It was like my mind had a mind of it's own, taking everything that we needed without needing me to even take my attention away from Lucas.
Lucas- - -
"They appointed the Seven, originally. But then they realized that the Humans didn't want to cooperate with the Immortals. So it became the Six. See, in America alone there are only six natural existing Immortals. They weren't created by the government. That was Angels, Demons, Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, and Fairies. Each time one of the Six doesn't want to hold part of it anymore, they appoint a new one. But we're basically for holding the peace between Immortals and Humans. I only know of four of the Six, now."
"But normally it's not supposed to be talked about." I took a short time to catch my breath before continuing. "Carlisle is the vampire. The old fairy was the Fairy Queen, Tatiana. Jacob Black, I don't know if you've heard of him, he's one of Bella's friend's, actually. Well he's from the werewolves. And I'm the demon. The angel hasn't been appointed yet because they can't find an angel and the elves have sworn that until they have peace among themselves they won't allow an elf to be appointed."
"But, the elders don't know…if there will ever be a full Six again, considering the Elves have been known to fight constantly and the only Angel they know of now is you. But they don't want to bring you into the mix for reasons they won't tell me. Maybe Carlisle knows, but I don't."
Bastion's POV
I nodded. "So the Six are actually good…" I never knew Carlisle had actually such a big part in something so important… Then again if you ever needed a trustworthy, hard working vampire he would be the one to go to… As we were half way down the list, the cart getting awfully stuffed with things, it occurred to me. "Wait… Fairies and Elves exist?" I asked. It was a strange question, considering Angels and Demons were only fairytales too, but I always compared Fairies and Elves with myths like the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny… They were just…made up to make little children happy…
Lucas- - -
"Yeah. Not that you would normally think how they look, like the short fat elves. We all can blend in with humans. Only fairies have a significant problem and they get off by people just thinking they're wearing make up." I shrugged a little bit and smirked after a few moments. "The elves have a small problem, though. Some, like the night elves, have markings on their face, but it's not that much of a difference…" I really hoped I was making sense.
Bastion's POV
I nodded. "In that case I have met my share of fairies," I grinned, looking over the entire list. "Well…I guess that's everything…" I looked at the now over stuffed cart, wondering how it all balanced so that nothing fell over, before pushing it along to the counter. "Well, when we can I'll try and ask Carlisle about inviting me to the order thing, unless he can find another angel to do the job." I said the last part with sarcasm as I joined with the line. I sighed. Lines were such a waste of time…
Lucas- - -
I blinked, but sighed and got off the topic. "It should be everything." I hoped that Bastion didn't get the same effect some of my old friends got when they ate cake. Gosh that was headache central with a huge bullet train coming through. Nauseating, as well. Well, did it matter? But that cake was going to be so full of sugar... "Want me to call him?"
Bastion's POV
"If you want," I replied, finally at the counter. The cashier seemed overwhelmed, but then, of course, he looked at me and a smile crawled up his face. Uh oh…
"So what's the special occasion?" the blonde haired, blue eyed, muscled man asked. Normally he would be any guy's dream. To me he was just any average Joe.
"Nothing much, just getting ready to clean house," I stated simply, deciding not to be rude.
"Ah… You need any help?" That was a first… A cashier offering to help…
"I think we'll be okay," I replied, grinning.
Lucas- - -
I nodded, digging through my pockets for my cell phone, looking up towards the cashier, growling a bit as I wrapped my arm around Bastion's waist protectively, waiting for Carlisle to answer, trying not to look at the cashier.
"Hello?" there was a silence before I finally answered.
"Hey… Carlisle, it's Lucas…" so what exactly was I supposed to say?
Bastion's POV
Just ask him about the order thing… You know, if he's thought about me joining, I told Lucas telepathically, now comfortable with the fact that Carver, the cashier, wouldn't try any moves… At least…I was… He looked at the way Lucas had his arm around my waist while he scanned each product and he seemed to snarl slightly, as if I was already his territory. My eyes slanted slightly. Why did every guy try to steal me from the other…? As Carver finally finished, typing a few things on the computer, the receipt came out and he handed it to me.
"If you could show me to your car I could help put these in since your boyfriend seems to be a little caught up at the moment," he glanced towards Lucas and I couldn't help but notice the slight growl he put when he said 'boyfriend'. I sighed mentally. Grand…just…grand…
Lucas- - -
I growled softly, setting my hand over the mouthpiece. "He's my husband," I said coldly, staring at the cashier quietly, letting go of Bastion gently and shaking my head. "Just give me a second…B…" I mumbled, moving so I was standing a few feet away so no one would hear me.
"Have you thought about the angel of the Six lately?"
There was a pause and then a sigh. "He wouldn't be allowed to until after Laurent has turned eighteen…you and I both know that."
"I know…" I shrugged a little bit as I thought about this. "I'll talk to you about it later… I can't think right now…" and with that I hung up, keeping away, watching Bastion for a few moments.
Bastion's POV
Carver didn't seem to be listening, now pushing the cart outside and I rolled my eyes. Dear God, why is he so persitent? "It's alright, Carver, I got this." I told him, taking the cart from him, although not before he managed a slight brush against my fingers, an intentional one… I felt like grunting about in frustration but, being the polite person I was, decided to just walk out…yet I got the feeling that he was staring at my ass as I pushed the cart towards the car. You comin'?
Lucas- - -
Yes… I sighed a bit as I followed, taking, taking Bastion's hand after a few moments and pulling him closer. "Are we going to have that problem every time we go shopping, out to eat, or just out in public in general?" I asked quietly, lacing our fingers together and finding the keys in my pocket.
Bastion's POV
I pretended to think about it, placing one hand under my chin in deep thought. "Umm… Is there an all of the above?" I asked, grinning. "What's strange, though, is that it happens with men more than women… Although the percentage is low, more married men have actually become attracted to me than women in general, and married men tend not to saw easily, thankfully…" If it was every man no matter what his status I think I would go nuts…
Lucas- - -
"Yeah… there's an all of the above… but you've got me to punch them out, don't worry…" I smirked, watching him for a few moments before running a hand through his hair. "If they touch you, I'll break their face and pull out their heart and eat it." I laughed at the thought even though I shouldn't have. "Anyway…"
Bastion's POV
Bastion laughed to it as well, stuffing all the things into the trunk of the car just as he had throw them into the cart, almost as if his arms were working themselves. "That's saying a lot, then. I hear human hearts taste nasty." I grinned at him. We always seemed to laugh at the most gruesome of things…it didn't really seem normal… Then again, neither were we…
Lucas- - -
I shrugged a bit. "They taste perfectly fine to me…" I said quietly, smirking a little bit as I watched him, moving to help him after a few moments. As soon as everything was packed away I closed the trunk and ran a hand through my hair. "How does sugar affect you?"
Bastion's POV
I froze as I climbed into the car. "Sugar…?" I asked, slowly fitting myself entirely into the car before closing the door. "Why do you ask…?" Sugar… I sighed mentally. I loved sweets, milk chocolate especially, but too much of it… "I guess it goes well with me," I told him. Whatever he had planned couldn't possibly contain that much sugar…could it? "I've eaten it on occasion, but it's fattening and all…"
