Sorry to keep everyone waiting for the update of chapter 2! Omg, people reviewed my story! X'D Thank you! I hope all the fluffy goodness of chapter 2 makes up for the long wait! I branched out a little in this one, but there aren't any full on lemons just yet. ;) Please enjoy!
Chapter 2
Touya had fallen asleep.
N smiled softly to himself, hugging the younger teenager against his chest as Zekrom approached the golden castle. The dragon let out a roar as it landed in an orchard of the castle, stooping low to allow N and his new companion to slide off more easily. N slipped off first, reaching up to pull Touya's unconscious form from the dragon's back.
'Go rest,' N ordered his dragon through thought. Zekrom replied with a rumble of consent before wandering off to a secluded corner of the orchard beneath the apple trees. N smiled to himself as he hugged Touya against him, carrying him bridal style across the castle grounds and into the castle.
Much to N's relief, he wasn't met by any curious Team Plasma grunts as he passed through hallway after hallway. He was beginning to think that he would get away with bringing Touya to the castle without immediate questioning until he reached the door to his room. His heart plummeted. Standing outside the door was Ghetsis, his father.
The sage leaned against the door to N's room, his arms crossed and disapproval glittering in his red eyes. When he spotted N carrying the unconscious boy towards him, Ghetsis glowered at Touya's sleeping form. He stepped forward, his dirty-looking green-yellow hair making an ugly curtain behind his angry scowling face.
"Just what do you think you're doing with that, hm?" Ghetsis growled, not even bothering to gesture towards the boy in N's arms.
N completely ignored his father. He strode right past the furious sage, pushing open the door to his room. It didn't look like a room suited for a king, or even a young man. It was a child's paradise. Toys littered the floor everywhere, jumbled across the sky blue floor dappled by painted clouds. N had never questioned the appropriateness of his room before, but he sensed that Touya would feel uncomfortable to find that the young man's room was filled with children's toys.
N narrowed his eyes at the room. He couldn't bring Touya into his toy room. It was absurd. Instead he turned to Ghetsis.
"Are there any other rooms more… appropriate than this?" N asked formally.
Ghetsis stared at him, dumbstruck. If he didn't have the self-control that he possessed, his mouth would have reached the floor. Inwardly N smirked. It took a lot to shock his father. The sage quickly recomposed himself and hurried down the hallway, casting suspicious glances around as he led N to a more suitable room. It was obvious that he wanted to keep the whole matter a secret for as long as possible, and N certainly agreed. Bringing a strange boy – and a trainer at that – to the castle would cause a huge commotion, and he wasn't prepared to explain just yet.
Stopping in front of a large set of wooden doors, Ghetsis returned to glowering at his son. N ignored him, sweeping past and pushing open the wooden doors with his shoulder. The room was large and luxurious. Elegant pieces of wooden furniture decorated the room. The walls were a scarlet red. Just left of the doors was a king-sized bed with a black silk bed set. It was elegant and exquisite, the colors reminding him of Zekrom's jet-black scales and ruby-red eyes.
For a moment, N stared around the room in utter shock. He had never ventured into any of the rooms in his castle other than his toy room, the throne room, the library, and his father's study. He hadn't even imagined that there could be such luxurious rooms in his castle, nor could he believe that this room was now his for the taking. He smirked inwardly and corrected himself. His and Touya's.
"This will do," N stated in a dismissive tone, not even bothering to glance back at Ghetsis, "You may leave now."
N could feel the air crackle as his father fought back the urge to reprimand him for such arrogance. He forced himself not to cringe at the thought of Ghetsis striking him. Throughout his childhood, he'd received beatings as his father's way of teaching him how to act. He'd claimed he couldn't help it, that all humans were like that, and N had believed him. More than once he'd seen abused pokemon brought to him with the wounds and bruises of similar beatings.
As the wooden doors closed behind him, N let out a relieved sigh. Though Ghetsis had stopped his beatings once his son had been made king, he wasn't sure of how far he could push his father before he took another beating. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of his anxieties melting away before he became aware of the heavy weight in his arms. Smiling, N strode across the room and gently laid Touya down on the bed.
As N rested Touya down on the bed, the boy whimpered and began to fidget. The younger teenager's rich brown eyes flickered open, milky and glazed with sleep. He blinked several times before his vision focused on N. The green-haired young man gave him a gentle smile.
"Where am I?" Touya asked in a small, wispy voice.
"I brought you to my castle," N explained, "Now, we can be together forever."
"Your castle…? But… What about Team Plasma? And that creepy Ghetsis guy?"
N retrained a smirk at the confusion and worry that flashed in Touya's eyes. He leaned over him and pressed their foreheads together. A heated blush flamed in the younger boy's cheeks again, but he did not move or resist.
"I am the King of Team Plasma," he repeated the obvious, "What I say goes. No one can argue with my orders. Not even the sage Ghetsis, although my father isn't pleased to submit to my orders."
"Your… father?" Touya murmured in confusion, "You mean, Ghetsis is your father?"
"Yes," N responded emotionlessly, drawing his face back from Touya's, "Is something wrong with that?"
"What? Oh! Nothing at all," Touya replied hastily with a nervous laugh, "I'm just a little surprised is all. So, it's really ok for me to stay here?"
"Touya, do you want to live with me?" N asked seriously, "You may only stay here if you wish to, if you want to live with me."
"Of course I want to stay," Touya answered quietly, sitting up to lean his face into N's neck, "I've wanted to be with you from the moment we first met."
Smiling again, N kissed Touya on the forehead. Although a light blush tinted his cheeks, the teen smiled in a dazed, pleasant kind of way. He suddenly broke out in a huge yawn.
"Get some rest, my little Touya," N murmured sweetly.
"Where are you going to sleep?" Touya asked around another yawn.
"Isn't it obvious?" N asked, "The bed's more than big enough for two."
"Oh," Touya mumbled, fidgeting uncertainly where he sat, "Ok."
N inward smirk became a grin on his face. He nuzzled Touya's forehead with his nose, enjoying the pink hue that was becoming more and more permanent upon the teenager's cheeks.
"I wasn't planning to move that fast," the young man chuckled, "I wouldn't want to push your comfort levels."
"O-Ok," Touya mumbled, relief almost – though not entirely – masking an undertone of disappointment.
N chuckled again and leaned forwards to press his lips against Touya's. Another blush took over the teen's face, but his eyes fluttered closed and he gave a contented sigh. N savored the kiss. For now, it was a simple contact of lips against lips, but he hoped that soon it might lead to something more. Sighing wistfully, the young man pulled away.
N stood up and began to remove his jacket. He stripped himself of his shirt and pants, leaving himself in nothing but his boxers. He felt Touya's radiating gaze on him, and for the first time, a hint of an embarrassed flush colored his body.
"This is how I sleep," he mumbled an explanation.
N plopped down on the bed beside Touya and looked at the boy expectantly. Scarlet burned through his cheeks as the brunette turned away and began to fumble with the zipper of his jacket. He tugged unsuccessfully at his shirt to remove it until N laid his hands over Touya's.
"Let me help you with that," N murmured.
Brushing away Touya's hands, N began to slowly remove the shirt from the teen, savoring each inch of bare skin revealed as he went. Touya's skin was pale but slightly tanned. Though it was still light, it seemed many shades darker than N's almost luminescent paler than pale skin. He lightly brushed his fingertips down the teenager's sides until his hands rested at the waistline of Touya's pants.
Touya jumped, startled. He shuffled away from N, blushing profusely.
"I th-think I'll j-just sleep with my p-pants on," Touya stuttered in embarrassment, " don't think I'm comfortable enough for that."
"Right, comfort zone," N stated matter-of-factly, then softened his voice to a gentler tone, "Touya, if you feel uncomfortable about anything, you must tell me. I want you to be comfortable here, with me."
Unvoiced gratitude glowed in Touya's rich brown eyes. N held his arms out to the boy, and hesitantly Touya stepped into the embrace. The teenager let out a contented sigh as he rested his cheek against N's bare chest, his arms slightly pinioned at his sides. The green-haired young man hummed softly under his breath, pressing a kiss to the brunette's forehead.
"Let's get some sleep, shall we?" N murmured into Touya's spiked bangs.
"That sounds–" Touya broke out into a huge yawn mid-sentence. "–nice."
N chuckled, nuzzling Touya's nose with his own before lifting the teenager bridal style. With one hand, he drew back the jet-black silk covers on the bed before laying Touya down among them. The teen squirmed sideways to make room for him as N slid in beside him. The young man wrapped an arm around the boy's form, pulling him closer. Touya let out a contented sigh as he buried his face into N's neck, their sides pressed together radiating heat under the silken sheets. N leaned his cheek against Touya's forehead, humming softly. It wasn't long before both drifted into an exhausted sleep.