Temptation

Yeah. I know it has been ages since I've updated. Blame it on my lousy coursework and my exams (which are finished, hehehe)

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Warning: If you have problems with slash, please do not read or review this story.


"We're screwed. We're screwed." Rocket moaned, swaying from side to side.

"No, we aren't. So what if he knows?!"

Rocket blushed. Having his secret exposed made him feel like he was naked. Still Rocket swayed from side to side and Sinedd snapped "It wasn't even a secret! All of the Snow Kids found out!"

"It doesn't matter! I wanted us to stay a secret." Rocket said softly and blushed. He'd never referred to his relationship with Sinedd in a nice way.

Sinedd sighed, aware of the fact that Rocket was slightly anxious about his sexuality. "It doesn't matter. Let's go and have a shower. We might as well sleep."

Rocket nodded weakly and got up, with Sinedd following close behind. "Hey! You're not following me are you?" he asked.

Sinedd replied with a smirk. Rocket muttered "You dirty son of a –" only to cut off by Sinedd shoving him into the bathroom.

...

Artegor paced in his office, quickly, whilst trying to clarify everything in his head. "Since when was Rocket was gay?" he thought. He immediately went to his computer to call Aarch, regardless of whether he was sleeping or not.

"Why are you calling me now?" Aarch said in a strained tone, when he answered the call.

"Why is Rocket with Sinedd?" Artegor retaliated.

Aarch looked slightly sheepish for a moment before responding "How did you find out?"

"I saw them. Together. They had their first therapy session. Apparently, Rocket is aggressive so the best thing is to get him back to the Snow Kids."

Aarch nodded slowly, digesting the information. "We've tried that. It won't work."

"Well, we are going to have to try harder." Artegor said, noticing how Aarch flinched at the harshness in his voice.

"Okay. How can we do this?"


Meanwhile, inside Aarch Academy, Tia hugged her pillow close to her chest, trying not to wake up Mei. She got up, intending to go to the canteen when she caught a glimpse of herself in Mei's full length mirror. She looked somewhat older and gaunter. Her eyes had red bruises underneath from a recent crying session. She sighed and continued to walk to the canteen. Once she got there, she saw Aarch.

"Coach, what are you doing up?" she asked softly.

"Oh, Tia! I didn't see you there. Just getting a drink. Do you want anything?"

"Just some water please."

Aarch smiled at her and passed her the bottle of water. Taking a glance at Tia, he saw that she looked terrible. She hadn't been herself throughout the time that Rocket had left. She didn't go out with the team and she spent all of her free time in her room.

Over and over, she tried to make sense of the fact that Rocket had left her. For a boy. When Mei wasn't there, she screamed and cried into her pillow asking herself why. "What did I do? Wasn't I good enough?" she always thought. Mei was always good at giving her advice and telling her that Rocket wasn't worth her troubles, but she no matter how much she hated him, she cared about him.

"Thanks coach. See you in the morning."

"Tia." he said to her as she reached the door. "I want you to go out of the Academy after training. Take a break."

"But coach –"

"It's an order, not a suggestion." He smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Okay. Good night coach."

Aarch looked into his drink, hoping that Artegor could figure out something.


Rocket slept with Sinedd's arms wrapped loosely around his waist. Sinedd overlooked Rocket, took in his peaceful sleeping form and sighed. He wished he could have a peaceful sleep, but he didn't. His dreams – or rather his nightmares – were filled with scenes of suffering and discomfort. And he was sure that this night would be even worse.

"Stupid therapist." he mumbled under his breath. He closed his eyes and hoped that sleep would come to him.

...

The air was thick with smoke. Sinedd rummaged through his kitchen, grabbing various bits of food, trying to forget that there was a raging fire behind a door.

"Help me!" a wail came from somewhere in the house. Sinedd dropped his bag and tried to follow the voice but to no avail. He yelled "Where are you?!"

"Under the table!" a different voice tried to shout.

Sinedd crouched underneath the table only to find two small boys, one with dark black hair and piercing violet eyes and the other with golden eyes and brown hair.

"It's okay, I've got you both." Sinedd said, scooping them into his arms.

"I want my mummy!" the boy with the golden eyes moaned.

"Sssh." the boy with the violet eyes murmured. "It's okay; we'll get out of here."

Sinedd tried to kick down the door which led to the back of the house when suddenly a door burst open from the heat of the fire. Orange flames licked around the door and threatened to come closer. The boys shrieked and wailed "We're going to die!"

"No we are not!" Sinedd said vehemently, kicking the door and keeping a firm arm around the boys. Sinedd's legs ached from the kicking and he only managed to open it at a fraction. Only the boys could get through.

"Go, go!" Sinedd dropped them and ushered them towards the door.

"What about you?" both of them said simultaneously.

"Don't worry about me, go!"

The boys nodded fearfully and the one with the golden eyes threw his arms around Sinedd's leg.

"Bye sir." he whispered.

The boys squeezed themselves through the crack and ran. Sinedd started to kick the door again and again. The smoke was suffocating, the heat oppressive. With one last kick, Sinedd fell to the ground, coughing, his vision going black.

"It was worth it. Saving those boys was worth it." Sinedd murmured as he felt his world slipping away, the flames dangerously close to his skin.

...

"Aah!" Sinedd bolted up in bed, his scream slipped from his lips too loudly and the gasps afterwards woke up Rocket.

"Sinedd." Rocket said gently, moving a lock of Sinedd's hair out of the strikers face. "Another one?"

Sinedd said nothing but weakly nodded. This dream was even more horrible than the others, he actually felt like he was living it.

"Go back to sleep." Rocket said, stroking his shoulder. Sinedd nodded. Rocket smiled. He liked it when Sinedd listened to him. The midfielder turned over, closed his eyes and went back to sleep quickly.

Sinedd stayed up and looked at the peaceful form of Rocket steadily breathing. He envied Rocket, how he could sleep without any interruptions. Sinedd laid beside the boy, wrapped his arms round his waist resting his head on Rocket's long brown hair - completely unaware of the fact that Rocket dreamt of collapsing with Smog.


I know nothing much happens in this chappie, I but at least I kept my own promise to write something about Tia. I don't know when I'll update, I'm so busy these days (aren't we all!!). Please R&R.

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