Fidel - - -
Wow… I stared quietly at the crowd infront of us before looking back to Lucas, raising an eyebrow, mouthing an 'Are you ready?' to him, waiting for a nod or a head shake. I got a nod. Smirking, I turned to look back at the mix of students, waving a hand in the air as Lucas walked up beside me. "So, what is up Washington!" I screamed into the microphone happily. There was a loud roar in the audience. Of course, nearly half the students in this stadium were only Washington. The rest came from a mix of different schools. "Well! We have a very special show here tonight. It seems my buddy here," I set my hand on Lucas' shoulder, smirking, "has fallen for a very special someone, and with in that amount of time since they've met, he's been writing lyrics like crazy, and he finally, finally, settled on something he liked. And, just a reminder, there is a silver Toyota in the parking lot that has its lights on."
Lucas handed me his guitar and I watched as he scanned the crowd, searching for most likely Bastion. And a few moments later, I took a few steps back, pulling the strap over my head and counting off quietly, enough for him to hear. For once he actually had a good song, and I wasn't about to stop him.
There were a few moments of silence before he took a small breath and placed a hand on the microphone, shaking his hair from his eyes and smiling a bit. "Wow, I think my whole band class is here today," he chuckled, "And probably all of Forks. Anyway, our new song, 'What 'B' Means To Me'."
I never believed in love at first sight
I never thought it was true
And then I met the man who would change it all
An hour later was my heart attack
And that black hair brought me back
That's when I figured I was wrong
And here I stand with song
Hoping it makes my feelings shown
But I'm sure that you know
I thought I was livin' a life of nothing
It only took one thing
And I realized what I meant
When I said what 'B' means to me.
And Here we are right now
Sitting in this room
Talking about what Fate has in store
People think we're crazy
But I think they're all the same
Because here we are a while later
Talking 'bout what it means
Our hearts beat together, even though we know
One bite could end our show.
It only took one kiss
Only took one day
It only took one thing
To make us this way.
I thought I was livin' a life of nothing
It only took one thing
And I realized what I meant
When I said what 'B' means to me.
And just yesterday- - -
I found my out of this fray
Only to find I was still in love with him.
Sure, think of me as a strange man
Stop being my fan
But I could of had a Brittney
I could of had a Brett
But in my point of view
If his name was different I would love him anyway
See, what B means to me isn't what you think
To me it means love
It only took one kiss!
It only took one day!
It only took one thing!
To make us this way!
I thought I was living a life of nothing
Though it only took one thing
An everlasting love
No matter what they say
I love him anyway…
Bastion's POV
I sat there, frozen to my seat as Lucas continued to sing about us…about me… I couldn't move, nor did I want to. I was frozen in time by that one song. I sensed something moving and I forced myself to look around, seeing dozens upon dozens of people swaying to Lucas' song, some even holding hands with their own beloved. Even when I turned back to look at Lucas I couldn't believe my ears. Nothing, nothing that anyone had done for me even came close to matching this moment.
When Lucas was finished with his song my ears tingled to the loud roaring sounds of applause and cheering. "Yeah, Lucas!" I heard people scream. I wanted to cheer. I wanted to be one of those people who stood up and clapped their heart out, but when I opened my mouth to cheer all that came were tears from my eyes. I wiped my eyes with my long sleeves, trying to stop the tears, but they continued to flow. Stupid Bastion, stop crying! I thought, but I couldn't. I was so happy, so flattered…no…flattered wasn't even the word for it, but my heart was crying out for Lucas' at that moment as I sat there, crying my eyes out onto my sleeves.
Lucas- - -
I smiled a little bit, taking a step back as I pulled the microphone from the stand and took a small breath, turning my eyes to Bastion. "Hey, Love, if that's tears in your eyes I'm getting off this stage," I smirked a bit and looked towards Fidel for permission, and she gave a small nod, giving me free will to leave for a few moments. I jumped down, making my way through the crowd to where Bastion was seated; setting my hand under his chin and making him look up at me, smiling gently.
"Well, ladies and gents, I think that they make the damn cutest couple, don't you?" I rolled my eyes as I stood up straight, holding my hand out, not bothering to speak in the roar of the crowd. Fidel was so annoying at sometimes. "Lucas, will you please get back up to here?"
"Yeah, Yeah, I'm coming," I mumbled into the microphone, leaning down to kiss Bastion's forehead gently, brushing away a few of the tears before nodding my head towards the stage. "Come on, we've still got like another hour and I'm not leaving here if you're going to go all blah on me."
Bastion's POV
I chuckled, quickly wiping away the remaining tears. "I'm sorry; it's just that song… It made me so happy, Lucas… Thank you," I told him, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. "You are amazing and I am the luckiest guy in the world to be with you… Anyways, sorry for going all cry baby on you. You get back up there." I nudged his shoulder with my fist, pushing him slightly. "I think Fidel will get pissed if you don't." I grinned.
Lucas - - -
I rolled my eyes, taking his hand gently, kissing it before pulling him through the crowd and towards the stage. Fidel wasn't going to get mad; she knew what love was like. "See, now, Bastion, if I came down there, I wasn't going to come back with out you," I mumbled quietly, wrapping my arms around him as soon as we were back stage. I could hear Fidel rambling on, trying to stall. "Besides, That song, was kind of my way of getting emotions out."
Bastion's POV
I arched a brow. "Oh?" I asked, pressing both of our chests together, keeping my hands on his before leaning in to kiss him. "But what do you want me here for?" I had to admit, that part did confuse me. "Anyways, it was a beautiful song… I don't know how to thank you… I feel as though the words really aren't enough to express just how…well…thankful I am," I chuckled.
Lucas- - -
"You can thank me by helping me tell the Cullens and Bella," I mumbled quietly as I pulled my head back. "You know I just openly admitted to being gay to about half the United States…it felt kind of good. Anyway, my Love, I need to go for now, just don't leave, alright?"
Bastion's POV
I smiled. "You didn't even have to ask help with that," I replied. "After all they're going to start bugging me about it sooner or later even if you did do it alone, so might as well get it out of the way." I hugged him tightly around the neck. "Knock 'em dead. I'll be waiting," I affirmed, crossing my arms and leaning back against the wall.
Lucas- - -
I smiled a bit and nodded, kissing him gently before disappearing back on stage, taking my guitar from Fidel. Song upon song went by and soon enough we came to Broken Leviticus, our last song and I opened my mind to Bastion. I didn't have any back up, any singing, nothing, just guitar for once. Having fun?
Bastion's POV
Hell yes! was my reply. Music was almost a necessity for Angels. It soothed us, it gave us strength, and it helped us heal other people. Music was truly an amazing thing, so abstract, yet at the same time so real. All of the songs that had played had completed enraptured me in their melodies, and the last one Lucas was playing was no different. I had my eyes closed, face looking up towards the ceiling as I lost myself, once again, to the various notes.
Lucas- - -
I smiled a bit and as soon as the song was over, as soon as Fidel was finished with her fare welling, I was in back, leather clad arms around Bastion, planting small kisses up on his neck. "Ready to go? I need to get out of here before Fidel decides to light a cigarette." My hair had fallen from its hold and was around my shoulders now and a few spots of it were literally dripping wet. The stage was hot with all the lights, and it was enough to make someone used to the cold faint. "And I want to get this done and over with so they know."
Bastion's POV
I groaned as he planted the kisses on my neck. Having him so close to me made allowed me to smell the sweat on him and it was somewhat arousing. "I'm ready," I replied, but for me that phrase held a double meaning… I shook my head, trying to relieve myself of the sensual haze. "Yeah, as much trouble as that girl is, I really don't like hiding things from Bella. Plus, when I do, she starts to worry and then Edward is all on my case and well…" I looked towards the side. "It all becomes one big mess," I chuckled. I looked back at him, brushing a few stray hairs out of his face. "So, shall we?"
Lucas - - -
I smirked, fighting back the hunger that was growling in my stomach. After a few moments, I stood up straighter, disappearing with him, teleporting us to the Cullen's home and looking around for the longest time before looking back down to him. "I really don't know what I would do with out you, Bastion," I mumbled quietly as I let go, shaking my head so my hair moved enough so I could see.
Bastion's POV
I smiled up at him, "If I didn't have you, Lucas, I would live a life forever alone until I just went insane… I was already losing my sanity even with Bella and the Cullens, just at a slower rate… Now that you're here…" I stared at his chest where I kept my hands. "Now that you're here I feel like I can finally be happy again," I stated. It was true. Lucas was my life now, my happiness. I leaned in, resting my head against his shoulders. "Than you," I whispered, my breath brushing past his neck.
Lucas - - -
"I was insane…" I shrugged, staring down at him for a few moments before taking his hand gently, lacing our fingers together. "I think. As for repay, since our life revolves around music, would you like to help me learn to play the saxophone?" My other hand went into my jacket pocket, pulling him towards where I knew they'd be. The dining room. And they were.
I looked up uneasily at the vampire's faces before taking a small breath, taking a seat and pulling Bastion into my lap.
Bastion's POV
I felt my whole body shaking with nerves, but sitting on top of Lucas did help, not only calm me, but bring up the subject to the Cullens.
"So…what's this about, Bastion?" Carlisle asked. His arms were crossed on his chest and his usual cool seemed broken. I don't think I have ever been more afraid of him then of right this moment… I gripped Lucas' hand. Sure, I'll teach you…if I somehow survive this… I told Lucas telepathically. I closed my eyes, sighing.
"Lucas and I have something we would like to tell you…about…us," I choked out, leaning back into Lucas' chest, trying to muster up the strength from somewhere deep inside of me. "Since we've first met each other Lucas and I have been…well…" I glanced towards Bella. Why I was so nervous to admit something that made me so happy was beyond my comprehension… "Attracted…to each other…" I finally said, although from the looks on their faces I felt as though they have already figured that out… I arched a brow towards Bella who blushed slightly.
Lucas - - -
Thank you, I sighed, resting my head gently on Bastion's shoulder. "Since we've met, and as Edward probably already knows," I looked towards him, "Considering you were at the concert tonight, it's more than an attraction." It was a few moments before I finally spoke again, sitting up more. "We've kind of fallen for each other." I bit my lip, trying to think of how to continue the conversation, my hands finding their way to rest on Bastion's stomach. "And, I guess that our relationship is more than just romantic…"
Bastion's POV
I nodded along with what he had to say. "…Far being just infatuation and romance… I don't think I need to further explain myself…at least…I hope not…"
Emmett was the first to speak. "Well…that's…unexpected," he stated in a slightly awkward tone. Alice was the next to reply.
"Well, I don't really care. I mean, even though it's a shock that you two have gotten so far in a relationship so fast, I truly understand what you mean by love, and sometimes it's hard not to rush so fast. I support you guys one hundred percent." She gave us a smile that I couldn't help but return. Now left the others…
Lucas- - -
I felt my face turn red and I looked up after a few moments, looking towards Carlisle, watching his eyes. Out of all of them, it was Carlisle's opinion that mattered most to me.
He was quiet for a few moments before sighing quietly. "I would like to know if there is anything else before I say anything about this relationship…" For some reason it felt as it he knew about the other thing that I wanted to bring up.
Bastion's POV
I felt my face flush as Carlisle's gaze burned into my forehead. I poked my fingers together, trying to force the answer out. "If you mean have we gone to the 'next step' then…yes," I admitted. Despite myself I tried to struggle out some more words. "But please, before you say anything, I just want to say that despite how I look right now I do not feel guilty or regretful. Honestly, Lucas is the best thing that has ever happened in my life and I wouldn't want to lose him or give him up for anything in the world." I looked up at Lucas, holding his hands. "I love him. And I'm so…no… I'm not sorry that I love him, or that you might not approve and yes, that sounds harsh, but I cannot feel sorry for something I'm more than happy for." I sighed, leaning into Lucas' shoulder.
Lucas - - -
"I wasn't going to disapprove. I've known Lucas since he was made into a Demon, I'm kind of glad he's finally found someone…" Carlisle was quiet for a few moments before shaking his head towards us. "However, I would like to know how Lucas suffered a damaged wing, and why you were out cold when we came to get you two…" I knew that was coming, somehow.
I sighed, "I'm… I'm not just a Demon…"
Bastion's POV
Seems like we weren't given much time to feel relieved… I thought. I sighed. "Well, to put it simply, do you remember how I told you before that I wasn't just an ordinary angel? That I possessed special abilities that other angels don't have?"
"You mean about the Chaos Angels?" Carlisle asked, now intrigued again. I nodded.
"Do you remember how I told that Chaos Angels can come from not only Angels, but from Demons as well?"
"Yes…"
I looked up at Lucas.
Lucas- - -
I sighed, taking a small breath and allowing my head to rest against Bastion once more. "The day before Yesterday, on my birthday, Bastion and I were at the school working with the high wind section of the band. Fidel's scent somehow made Bastion have a… reaction and I was afraid, and worried, and scared all the same time that some how I'd loose him. Probably five minutes later if got bad enough of a worry to trigger the Frost…"
I heard Bella gulp.
"I don't know how Bastion passed out, but he fell off the cliff when I teleported to one of the cliffs and I went after him and took us back to Fidel's office, which is where I broke my wing. Though I would like to know why you did, Bastion."
Bastion's POV
I sighed. "It's because of the first transformation. On the first transformation of a Chaos Angel it is absolutely important that the angel, or demon, is held within a holy circle to restrain them from doing harm to themselves as well as their surroundings. I had to form the circle around Lucas to contain him, but he was very powerful. I ended up having to use all of my energy just to restrain him and even then he came close to breaking through. I was just lucky that his transformation ended before he did break through, otherwise…" I looked down, "Otherwise it would have probably ended up like what happened with me." I looked back up, half a smile on my face. "I didn't take into consideration the cliff factor. All that was really on my mind was keeping Lucas safe…"
Lucas - - -
I think the question crossed everyone's mind the second he said it and I squeezed his hand lightly. "What did happen?" I asked after a few moments. I didn't know that there was more to this than he had said before. And here I thought everything was going to be okay. Why was love, and being a Demon and whatever else so complicated? I was quiet for a few moments, letting my mind wander, completely forgetting I hadn't broken our mind link and it was starting to wander to things like the future.
Bastion's POV
"Well," I began, "you wielded ice powers, just like me, but you would cover your fists in the ice and then slam them against the wall of the circle… The thing is the wall is almost directly linked to me, so every time you would hit it I felt it. Pain was a great contributor to me falling out cold…" I blinked, seeing all of the thoughts Lucas was having for the future, and one thought struck me out of all the others. "A child?" I asked aloud. I felt everyone stare at me and my face was burned all over with red.
Lucas - - -
I went quiet for the longest time, staring up at him before looking away, my own face beet red. "Please pretend you didn't just see that…" I mumbled as I quickly broke the link. "Please…" Unless you agree with me… ran through my mind, glad I had broken the link, or at least I thought. And then what he had said quickly broke through my thoughts. "You took all that damage?" I nearly yelled eyes wide. "Bastion! I could have killed you…"
Bastion's POV
"I realize that," I replied, lowering down my head. "But it was well worth the risk. The first transformation is completely uncontrollable by the person, and with all that power in uncontrollable hands it can be rendered extremely dangerous to both the person and the surrounding landscape… In order to stop another disaster, and to save you… I had to do it… Besides, Lucas…" I paused. "It's like I've said countless times over, I don't have to even think twice if you're in danger. I do all that I can to save you. I love you…deeply, which is why I was willing to take the damage. The risk of death didn't even come to mind, all that mattered was saving you…" I closed my eyes, sighing, looking over the image of a child. I have to admit…a child sounds nice…
Lucas- - -
"How do you think I would have felt if you died?" I sighed, resting my head against his shoulder, letting the aura that got through my block into the plane sooth me. It seemed very calming, strangely enough. "If you had died, I wouldn't be here right now; I'd probably drive my motorcycle off the cliff." The thought of it bugged me, very much. "I know you had to, but I can't stand the thought of loosing you, Bastion…" I didn't want to say more on the child bit, I'd talk about it later to him, when we were alone and we didn't have the two Medical school graduates in the room.
Bastion's POV
I chuckled, leaning against him. "I guess we love each other with a passion, don't we?" I asked, smiling softly. "Those whom love each other would risk their lives to protect one another… I suppose it makes sense… If we truly don't want each other to die, then we should fight to live, right?" I asked. I then faced the Cullens. "Sorry, we seemed to have taken you out of the conversation," I chuckled. Esme shook her head.
"It's alright, Bastion. We're just happy to finally see you in so joyful," she stated.
I smiled and nodded. "That I am."
Lucas- - -
I smiled a bit and nodded, "I'm happy to have him…" I mumbled into his shoulder before sighing. "I would actually like to get to my apartment and check messages and stuff." That and I need to get out of here… and take a shower…
Bastion's POV
I nodded. "I understand," I muttered in reply. I stood up. "If any of you have anything to tell me or want me to do, now's the time. Lucas and I have to be heading somewhere soon," I explained. Edward stood up, "Actually," he began, "Yes."
"Both of you are my dearest friends for different purposes, and while I found it surprising and a shock to hear of the both of you together…" He lowered his head. "I'm happy to finally see the both of you found someone like I have with Bella." I saw Edward reach out his hand towards her and she took it in hers. "And my only hope is that you two find in each other what I have found in Bella." He raised his head, smiling. "I know it isn't expected of me to speak like this, but I just wanted you to know."
I felt like crying. "Edward… Thank you."
Lucas- - -
I stared down at him for the longest time before smiling a bit. "Thank you, Edward, it means a lot to me." I didn't even look to him, wrapping my arm gently around Bastion's waist and resting my head gently on his own. "To us… I hope." There were a few moments before I finally let go, standing up straight. My mind is crazy, is it not? I teased, even though I was trying to keep my expression sincere. Especially… about that one thing…
Bastion's POV
I chuckled inwardly. Well then my mind must be nuts too, I thought back. I kept thinking about having a child with Lucas… It did give a nice, warm feeling, but…how would we go about doing that? We're both males… Biology, as well as common knowledge, clearly state that men cannot have children, only men and women…and I don't want to adopt… I sighed… How would we have a child…?
Lucas- - -
I know this is probably just a rumor, I don't know it to be true… I sighed, trying to think of how to say what I wanted to say. After saying good bye to the Cullens and allowing him to say goodbye as well, I teleported us to my apartment, in my room, falling onto my bed, "Aren't Angels and Demons able to… have children, no matter what the gender of the parents are?"
Bastion's POV
I slipped up on top of him, resting one of my hands on his chest while I nestled my head against his neck. "I don't really know for certain either, but…how would it work? Would one of us get pregnant, would the baby magically appear…?" I chuckled at the second thought. "Okay, stupid question, I know… Although…" I sat up. "If that's so then…does that mean that I could be…getting pregnant…right now…?" I almost felt like screaming at the thought of having a baby and not even knowing it.
Lucas - - -
"There a chance," I mumbled quietly, looking at the grey carpeting, at the one spot that was almost tinted red. I wouldn't say just why it was… just that I had had a bit of an accident with a sword. "If you are…then that might explain why your aura is so soothing to me right now. And I don't think the baby would magically appear. If you were… at the end of the term, when it came time, it would probably have to be through c-section." The thought irked me for some reason.
Bastion's POV
The word hit me like a brick wall. "C-sec…" I couldn't even finish the word. A C-Section? I shuddered at the thought, absent mindedly stroking my stomach. I didn't want to be cut open like some sort of frog on dissection day… "Suddenly the thought of a child doesn't seem so appealing to me," I joked. Truth was, the thought of a C-Section did scare me…but having a baby would be worth it… At least, with Lucas it was.
"Is there anyway to make sure?" I asked.
Lucas - - -
"I'm not sure. Carlisle or some one that we know that's very talented in that field might be able to tell. Otherwise… have you ever smelled the scent of new life?" I looked down at him, nuzzling his neck gently, and hands resting against his stomach gently, against his hands. "The smell of honey and wine?" The thought of smelling it once more was… beautiful almost. "Well, it varies, actually, it depends, humans smell completely of honey, sometimes the ones that are very strong smell of both, it might just be wine alone for angels and other beings."
Bastion's POV
I frowned slightly, "I can't say that I have," I replied. It had been forever since I had been among humans, truthfully. Bella was the first I had met and befriended in a good few years. All my relationships had been vampires up until now, and vampires can't give birth to babies. "When was it that you smelled it?" I asked.
The smell sounded nice… I was almost eager to know what it smelled like too.
Lucas - - -
I blinked, smiled after a few moments. Being around Fidel for so long was just one of those things were when you have a friend like her, you meet a lot of people. She ran so many things, and she even volunteered at the Woman's Health Clinic, which when she dragged me around, I'd meet a lot of random people.
"Fidel…I help her sometimes with her volunteering, and you meet a lot of people doing just that."
Bastion's POV
I nodded slightly, leaning further into Lucas' embrace. I had never felt more safe and warm than I did right now. I sighed, breathing in Lucas' scent deeply, closing my eyes to commit it to memory for those painful times that we may have to be away from each other. Even five seconds away from Lucas seemed too much to handle. I had met him and now I never wanted to let him go.
I switched the positions of our hands so that Lucas's were now touching my bare stomach. I moved them slowly up and down the tone muscles as though making him feel the baby that could be possibly be in there. The thought of having another life inside my very being felt comforting somehow… And it wasn't someone else' life, but bits and pieces of both Lucas' and my life. I smiled at the thought. This is our baby, not anyone else, I thought. The feeling was unexplainable
Lucas- - -
I smiled after a few seconds, humming part of 'You Are My Sunshine' to him as I thought. It was so very calming in just this room alone; even if most of the blankets and pillows were black, save for the bright green one that Fidel had given me five or so years ago. For some reason, even if it was bright, sickly green, the cube shaped pillow was calming and comforting at times. Underneath the comforter was light brown blanket that was really soft. "Would you like to see the rest of the apartment?" I barely remembered if I had even cleaned the living room. The week's TV guide was probably still strewn across the couch, along with my secondary leather jacket. If I remembered correctly, my guitar was open next to the keyboard and with it, the most of my couple boxes of music were probably still in a pile next to the couch. I barely kept a clean house, but, I tried to sometimes.
Bastion's POV
"Okay!" I replied cheerfully, placing chaste kisses to Lucas' neck before sitting up. I gripped the side of the bed as my head began to spin, eyes darkening. Oh, whoop, I thought, sitting absolutely still for a few moments as the darkness from my eyes disappeared, blood rushing back to my head. I blinked a few times; making sure my sight was back to normal, before slowly standing up. I felt the tingle of my blood as it rushed through my body before being able to stand perfectly stable. I sighed. Hate it when that happens…
Lucas - - -
I stared for the longest time, making sure he was okay before standing up slowly, opening the door to the room and stepping into the hallway, instantly closing the bathroom door. Truth be told, I had a pile of towels that needed to be washed that I was planning on doing the day that I had met Bastion. And, as for the living room. I was right, minus the fact that instead of just it being my guitar, the trumpet case was on the couch, and there were three unopened boxes, one being marked 'To: Lucas; From: Fidel'.
Rolling my eyes, I moved a couple papers aside and picked up the box cutter, settling myself on the floor and reaching up to turn on the lights. As soon as the light bulbs had warmed up, I pulled the boxes onto the floor, staring at the return addresses. Burlington Coat Factory and Wal-Mart. My eyes lit up suddenly. Wal-Mart meant my laptop finally came in.
Bastion's POV
I had a good look around the entire house as I followed Lucas to the living room, grinning to myself. This was probably how my own house would look like if I owned one. Never really was the type to clean much… Although… I looked towards a mess of wet towels that had slipped underneath a bathroom door and chuckled. Maybe not this messy… I thought to myself. But still, a lot like it…
I stopped once I saw Lucas opening up a box on the floor, the look on his eyes reflecting that of a child receiving a new toy. I leaned against the wall, watching him, wondering just what was in the box, although I couldn't keep my eyes from straying towards to keyboard. The white keys seemed to be calling me…
Lucas - - -
My eyes flickered from the box to him after a few moments, then to where his eyes were directed. "You can play it if you want, just be careful of the low note, it's messed up." I got up, walking over to him, "Tea and my keyboard really does not mix. Besides, I'm going to be busy for a little while; I've got to figure out this mess."
Bastion's POV
I didn't wait for another invitation, quickly making my way towards the keyboard. I ran my fingers over the cool, pale keys, pushing at everyone and hearing their faint music ring throughout the room. It had been so long since I was able to play one. Edward had never let me touch his, for some damned reason… Maybe it was because he knew I would play better than he did. I smiled inwardly at this. I pressed the low note, hearing the messed up key's sound bang off of the walls. I continued pressing the key at a steady rate, each time becoming more in tune, until it was as good as new. I ran my fingers from the top key to the bottom, hearing all of the notes lace and sing together in one harmony and began playing a somber, yet hopeful beat, the bold, strong notes seeming to resonate throughout the house.
Lucas- - -
After a few moments, I moved to sit beside him, cutting the tape on the box and pulling it open carefully, rolling my eyes at the Styrofoam packing material in it before moving some of it aside and leaning back against the couch. My eyes flickered over the glossy box before pulling it free from the packing and opening it. It was the right thing, a laptop, and a good one, too.
The music rang through me, for once. It felt beautiful. I leaned back and pulled Fidel's box over next; glad she didn't at least tape it. Quietly, I pulled it open, reading the letter inside and smiling after a few seconds. The end was a huge blank space with almost all of the children's signatures, both Senior and Junior High school students.
Bastion's POV
The music continued to flow for a while before I finally brought my fingers to a slow halt, the last note ringing out from the keyboard as though saying farewell. I leaned next to him, reading over the letter quickly before smiling to myself. "Those kids really love you, huh?" I stated happily. A small look at the package showed me that he had received a laptop. I remember Bella lending me hers a few times, but mostly I wanted one of my own. When I brought this up to Bella, asking her where I could earn money for one, she immediately, of course, turned to Edward. He said the family decided on getting one for my birthday, which was just a subtle way of saying, "You're not getting one," since I never told them what the date was… Although Alice sure liked to try…
I looked back at the keyboard, my mind far away into past, painful memories.
Lucas- - -
"I've been in their lives for almost five, maybe six years now," I smiled after a few seconds and got up, wrapping my arms around him gently. "They're almost like my kids, sometimes, if you think about it. I've been there for weddings, baby showers, everything that they'd invite me to, but that's what our band is about, sticking together. Our music may not be that good, but we've got awesome scoring when it comes to field." My eyes flickered towards the keys before shaking my head and resting it against his, "and now that I've got you, I'm pretty sure they're going to want to see you again, and probably the whole Senior High band wants to meet you now."
Bastion's POV
That instantly threw me out of my thoughts and I felt my face flush dramatically. "Awe, I don't think…" I didn't have to finish the sentence. Would they really want to meet me? And if so, why was I getting so worked up over it? Maybe it was the fact that I was actually starting to be accepted, not just by the Cullens and Lucas, but by actual people… So many years spent locked up… another voice said through my mind and my facial expression faltered for a moment. I knew that voice… It was my very own doubt, talking to me. You're still trapped.
My eyebrows furrowed. "I don't think they would really want to," I repeated. Suddenly Lucas' presence didn't feel so comforting anymore. I didn't even want to move, just stare at the keyboard. That damn voice had been speaking to me all my life, and now that I was starting to get my life in order it was seeking to gain control again…
Lucas - - -
I took a deep breath, moving aside the trumpet and the rest of the TV guide and picked Bastion up carefully, moving so he was in my lap and we were on the couch together. Quietly, I set one hand on either side of his head and stared at his eyes, "I know them… they aren't heartless, they're very kind, and they're very accepting. Baby, you've got me. Even if most of the teenaged guys are asses to you, they'll end up with laps." I really wanted to see what was going on in his mind, but if I even tried going into it right now, he'd probably shove me back out and we'd both probably end up with a migraine. "Let me in, K?"
Bastion's POV
I couldn't help but smile at the last line. Not too long ago I had been telling Lucas the very same thing, to let me in, to let me see what he sees, to love and care for him. I gave him a faint smile and nodded. "Okay," I agreed. I would try and believe him about his friends, I would let him into my world. That's exactly what I would do. The cold hand that began to reach for my heart told me I would be visited by nightmares tonight, but for now…
I moved closer to Lucas, holding him close to me and kissing his neck. For now I had Lucas with me and he was more than enough to chase away any nightmare, any unpleasant feeling. He was, and always would be, my savior.
"But it's probably going to take awhile for me to get used to it," I informed him.
Lucas- - -
"Same here." I grinned a bit and leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "Tell me… one thing about your past, or anything. I really don't care what." If he would tell me, I would tell him, but, for now, I was completely unsure of what I was getting myself into. Angels weren't exactly all angelic, and, well, Bastion probably had his little dark points in life.
Bastion's POV
I wanted to tell him everything, to just pour out all my heartaches and pains and worries, but some part of me told me I shouldn't hit him with so much all at once. I decided to just settle on one thing, something that explained why I was so doubtful on people liking me.
"Until the Cullens I've never really…had a family before… I've never gotten to know humans in general that well, actually… That's why I don't know what birth smells like or have ever had a human for a companion…" I looked into Lucas' eyes, a deep sadness visible from my own.
"Ever since I was little I've been the outcast. I was a very difficult child to handle. I was overweight; I was shy, sensitive… No one wanted to be my friend, and even as I grew and lost weight it remained that way… When I was around thirteen my parents threw me out of the house for being homosexual, didn't even hesitate. They didn't want an 'evil child', as they put it. That was really the last I ever saw of them." I looked down now. "Ever since I've cut all ties with my so called family… I refuse to take on their family name so I only call myself by my first, I refuse to remember my birthday, and sometimes, if I see an overweight person pass by when I'm eating, I'll just stop. I'm afraid to go back to that… So very afraid…"
I felt like crying, but I forced the tears back, gripping the couch for further strength. I would not cry, I wouldn't…
Lucas- - -
"I wasn't ever kicked out for being homosexual. But my uncles tried to take advantage of me when they were drunk." I sighed, staring at him for a few moments. "Well… that was after Mab and I was separated, that is. She was like the perfect child, and I wasn't. She was taught and went through tutoring and things like that, whereas I just sat back. When we were younger, we used to be very close. She would teach me things in return for me going out and trying to become a real vampire, so we could both become immortal.
"When I was finally change, we were eighteen, though we still only looked seventeen, and that's when things got bad. Our parents hated that we would both disappear for hours on end and soon enough kicked us both out. And that's when we met Aro.
"She and Aro took to each other right away and I had to get used to the feeling of being around them, being around others of my kind, not just one. Aro came to liking me soon after that and… we kind of just… messed around, toying with each other's minds, until one night he went to far and we got in this huge fight. That's when I became a Demon…" I had skipped so much, so many things, but by now, I just wanted to tell him the basics, just so he knew. "Aro nearly killed me during my change.
"Mab and I kept together to for a while and finally…she and I started fighting and that's when I moved to America and finally, to where I met Edward… and well… now you have… me… right now."
Bastion's POV
It was almost just as painful hearing about Lucas' hard life than it was admitting mind and I had a feeling he was holding a lot back, like I was, but I was still grateful. We both had taken one more step into letting each other in. The doors were mainly closed between us, but a crack of light could be seen from the only opening. I closed my eyes, fully embracing Lucas, fighting off the cold, sharp words that Doubt whispered to me as I listened to the beats of our hearts. I wondered when the day would come where we knew every thing there was to know about each other. "I'm thankful to have you," I whispered into Lucas' ear. "Without you, I may have never gotten to where I am now."
Lucas- - -
I stared at him quietly before taking a deep breath and leaning down, kissing the crook of his neck gently. My hands found his, and after a few moments I leaned back and closed my eyes. "Bastion…" I mumbled quietly, smiling a bit to myself. "You smell…heavenly…"
Bastion's POV
I smiled. "Thank you," I replied. He says that now, Doubt stated. He won't later… He'll be gone, like the rest of them… I felt my body weaken as the cold finally grasped my heart, a sudden shiver passing through my body. He'll leave you when the baby is born… He doesn't want you… I wished for the voice to be quiet, but it continued to talk to me. I pushed myself gently off of Lucas, sitting next to him on the couch. He'll be far away…and it'll be your fault… You push everyone away… He'll get sick of you… I shut my eyes tightly, trying to stop him from talking, but he wouldn't. No, Lucas wouldn't do that…
You know better than I do that he will…
Lucas- - -
I stared for a few moments, watching as he moved before pulling my knees up to my chest and taking a deep breath. My sides ached now, and something told me that something was wrong, but, I wasn't going to bother with asking him, not just yet. My eyes flickered around the room for something to do, but I just kept on ending up staring back at him. Quietly, I leaned over to him, putting a hand under his chin. "What do you want to do?"
Bastion's POV
I stared at Lucas sincerely. "I don't know," I told him honestly. The cold was starting to make it harder to breathe, but at least Lucas would be safe. When it was Doubt talking to me there was no fear of transformation. He would pass eventually.
I heard Doubt's voice slowly shrink away and sighed happily. He would be gone…for now… This allowed me to lean in, grabbing Lucas' head with my large hands and kissing him deeply. I was going to make use of my temporary happiness. I moved in closer, merging our bodies again, before pulling away slightly.
Lucas- - -
I was quiet for the longest time before smiling a bit and pushing him gently back against the couch and wrapping my arms around him as I moved to lie beside him. "You do smell heavenly… Bastion, like strawberry wine, almost." It smelled so good, so… intoxicating. I felt the sharp fangs in my mouth, groaning, closing my eyes. "Not now…" slipped past my lips as I suddenly felt the pangs of blood lust hit my stomach and mind.
Bastion's POV
I felt Lucas' aura hit me like waves of heat. It was lust, definitely, but not the type I was expecting. It felt like blood lust. Was it for my blood? Did demons even drink blood? He did say I smelled good, like Edward does with Bella… I pondered this for a while, staring at the ceiling. After having my mind boggled with many questions I turned towards Lucas and decided to ask. "Lucas? Do you want to taste my blood?" I asked as though it was an everyday question.
Lucas- - -
"No… not yours…" I sat up quickly, resting on my knees, staring down at him. "I don't want you to end up like me…" The thought terrified me. I could barely even keep myself sitting there. My eyes had narrowed out and my hands had clawed and suddenly, I felt everything blur, everything that was within me wanted blood, wanted the strawberry scent. I knew by now I was probably just staring blankly at him.
Bastion's POV
I blinked. Is that what he was worried about? I almost felt like laughing. "Lucas, you wouldn't even be able to change me if you wanted to. An angel remains an angel, there's no turning back. Carlisle could bite me a million times, which he actually wanted to try, but I wouldn't change. I assure you, Lucas, that I'll be fine. I won't turn into a demon, or a vampire. I'll remain the same. Maybe I'll feel a little burning or stinging, but that's all. It's not even permanent," I reassured him. I didn't want him to feel scared being around me. I would be fine no matter what.
I stretched out a portion of my neck by tilting my head to one side, offering it to Lucas. "Go ahead," I told him.
Lucas- - -
I stared at him quietly before quickly putting both hands over my mouth and looking away from him. No… Bastion… I can't… if I do, I'll just keep coming back… and it could kill you…eventually. My hands shook as I turned away; trying to hold back a couple tears at the feeling. This wasn't happening. It COULDN'T be happening. Bastion wasn't going to get hurt by me…never, especially if he was carrying my child, not that that would change anything. "No…please, understand it. I'll go to Edward…or Carlisle, but not you."
Bastion's POV
My face grew worried and I sat up as well, embracing Lucas from the back, shushing him silently. "Lucas, don't cry. It's alright… I just don't understand. Why won't you feed from me? If you can from Edward and Carlisle, but not me? …You don't have to answer if you don't want to, my love, but I'm curious." I moved up a hand, wiping away his tears slowly, caressing his cheek as I nestled my head against his back, trying to comfort him.
Lucas- - -
I shook my head, "Edward was the first person I fed from as a demon, and Carlisle was the second, mainly because they were willing to give their blood, and because I knew that it wasn't going to change them. But… you… you have my child… our child inside of you, if it doesn't hurt you, it could hurt it, and I don't want to take that chance. I need to leave, for maybe fifteen minutes at the most, I promise, I'll be back, I'm not leaving you…"
Bastion's POV
I shook my head, unwilling to let him go. "No, Lucas, please, listen to me. There's a big reason for why so many vampires try to hunt down angels. It's for their blood. It's a known fact by some that the blood of angels is able to sate the blood lust of a vampire. Maybe it can work the same for you. As for the baby…" I looked down at my stomach.
"It may be inside me, but it's a part of you too, remember? If you can't hurt yourself, then it shouldn't hurt the baby, and with my angelic genetics it should be beyond fine… You shouldn't worry, I wouldn't do anything that could endanger myself or the baby, or you for that matter… Please, Lucas, even if just a sip." I was practically begging him to suck my blood, but I knew nothing else to do. He was tormented by this need to feed, and I wanted to save him from something…I had to… If it wouldn't cure him of it, it would at least keep him full for awhile. There was no doubt in my mind that I would be fine.
Lucas- - -
I didn't even know what I was doing before it was over. I pushed him back against the couch, nuzzling his neck gently and maybe instants later, my fangs were buried deep in the soft flesh. His blood tasted as good as his scent, and it was intoxicating, so much I could barely take more than a few seconds before I had to pull away.
Don't ever beg again, please.
Bastion's POV
Before I had even a chance to get adjusted to having Lucas feed from me it came to an end. I was told that angelic blood was very potent, yet more delicious than any other type. It's so potent, in fact that most aren't supposed to be able to smell it, at least not the Vampires. I didn't learn much about whether the Demons could smell it or not. Although I had felt no pain, I had a light headed feeling, telling me I had indeed lost some blood.
I'm sorry, I told him. But I had to… You wouldn't listen to me…and I had to help you…
Lucas - - -
I stared quietly before taking a deep breath before shaking my head. "You're blood is like… freaking-" I stopped suddenly and shook my head before closing my eyes. "Bastion, just… I love you…" I mumbled quietly before standing up, leaning down to kiss him gently and then after a few moments I headed to bathroom, opening the door to the laundry room on the way. A few moments later, I threw probably half the towels into the machine, turned it on and watched as the towels were drowned in water.
Bastion's POV
I lay myself on the couch, suddenly feeling sleepy. Freaking what…? I asked Lucas telepathically. My eyes slowly came to a close. My body needed to recover from the sudden blood lost. I knew that when I was to awaken I would be as thirsty a hell… Maybe I should keep a gallon of water handy, I thought, but I was curious to know just what my blood tasted like. Lucas seemed to like it… I wanted to know what the end of that sentence was…
Lucas- - -
"It's addicting, alright?" I looked to him from where I was standing, closing the washer door and stepping back into the living room, smiling a bit. "I hate to think of it like that, but that's how it makes me feel." I didn't like the feeling of being addicted to something, especially blood. It just wasn't me.
