The First Generation of Romance
9. The Ninth Time our Lives Overlapped
*slight filler*
Alaude sat outside on a bench, rubbing his forehead sorely, and he looked up at the blackening sky above, trembling as he thought of his Spade, locked away, held captive by that Elena girl. He himself feared losing Spade above all else, and when he imagined what Spade was going through, all it did was drag him back to those dark days...
About a decade ago...
Alaude, as a boy, was out shopping, getting food and drink for his sickly mother. He was just nearing the year when he would be called a 'teenager,' and the whole of his life had been spent with school, studying, more school, his place on the head of the Disciplinary Committee, and still more school. He was kind, and open to all, always being the sort of child that stood out as the teacher's pet, but in such a way that it was hardly annoying. He was practically a teacher himself.
"Hey, kid."
Alaude turned, to see a dark haired man with beady, black eyes, and a smile that he didn't yet know was dangerous. "Yes, sir?" Alaude said, walking over. "Are you in need of my help?"
"Yeah. I'm painting my house. I could really use some extra hands. What do you say? I'll pay you."
The blonde child smiled. "I don't need any pay if I'm doing a good deed, sir. Show me the way."
The other man chuckled, and reached for Alaude's hand. "Excellent," he rasped.
Alaude walked alongside the man for a long time, smiling as he was dragged on, and they soon came up to a broken down old house, and Alaude laughed quietly. "No offense sir, but this place needs much more than a paint job!" he giggled.
"Yeah, yeah, sure, whatever," the man snickered, before shoving the boy inside. "Go on, kid, get in."
Alaude entered the house, this time with an ounce of reluctance, and gasped as he felt something sharp prod him in the back. "Ow- what are you-"
"Get in, kid! Go!"
Alaude whimpered as the prod became a small stab, and he dashed inside, then turned around, looking at the man. "What are you doing?" he cried. "I was gonna help you!"
"And you still are," laughed the man, coming close. Alaude couldn't fight back as a rope was looped around his neck, and he soon found himself leashed like dog to a pole, and the man soon came back out, a whip in hand. "Bow down to me, would you, kid?"
Things continued like that for a long time, but then, just as Alaude had collapsed, and was too tired and hurt to go on any longer, the man approached him with a cool glass of water. "Hey, sorry about all this, kid," he falsely apologized. "You thirsty?" Alaude shakily reached for the water, but it was then splashed over his face, and the boy whimpered, wiping it out of his eyes as the man shouted, "You greedy little brat!"
Alaude remained imprisoned in that hell for a long time, four years, in fact, and he knew that it had lasted so long because his mother's sickness had probably done everything it could. No one even remembered that he'd left. He was alone. It was only when the police found the man's run down place that he was rescued, and from then on, he lived in the police station, helping out the older men as he repayed them for their rescue of him.
He became a police officer later in life, after one offered the job to him personally. He'd seen enough to know roughly what to do, and, with some training, and tests that everyone knew he'd pass, Alaude was a full-fledged cop, and he was good at it.
But from that day forward, Alaude could trust no one. The discovery that he was gay wasn't a huge suprise, because whenever he read a romance novel, fantasies didn't come of the female character, but of the male. At first, he was confused, but it soon became a habit to fantasize about fellow men. However, he could never come forward and admit to this, no matter how hard he tried.
One day, at the age of twenty four, Alaude was walking through the streets, when he came upon a sign-up sheet that said 'Heros Wanted. Love Wanted. Sign up for the Vongola- Sky: Giotto, Storm: G, Rain: Asari Ugetsu, Lightning: (available), Mist: (available), Sun: Knuckle, Cloud: (available.' Alaude thought for a moment, then sighed, and moved on, confused by the sheet. As he began to walk away, however, he heard a very loud giggling behind him, and, being on the constant look-out for drug abusers, he hid himself, and looked behind him.
"Go on now, Ace, dear, sign up, I dare you," said a woman with long, blonde hair. The man beside her laughed, and picked up the pen.
"I dunno, El, this says that it wants Heros, now am I a hero?" he asked. The woman chuckled, and laced her arms around his neck.
"You're my hero, darling."
Alaude watched as the two walked on, his eyes wide as he stared at the man who had signed up. That man was beautiful, he thought, and he should have more than just a single, flamboyant woman by his side. On a whim, Alaude ran back to the sheet, and, seeing that the man had signed up as 'Mist,' he took the 'Cloud' position. Thinking that he'd be doing something alongside that sexy man was enough to make Alaude's heart pound with desire, and he trembled, feeling inside him a certain hardness that he knew wouldn't go down without a fight. And so, after a quick survey of the area, Alaude hurried along into the nearby forest, and took advantage of the shrub cover, sitting down, and hesitantly unzipping his pants.
(A/N: For those who aren't quite sure where this is headed, and who are uncomfortable with 'lemon,' you may skip this part if you wish.)
Alaude exposed the erection that he'd received, and blushed darkly, curling up with himself and starting to stroke the hard member. He panted softly as he remembered that man's face, and he tossed his head back, closing his eyes as the inevitable shameful thoughts seeped into his mind. He gave a low groan as he imagined each part of that sexy body and what it could do with him, and he grunted as he began to jerk himself off. Sweet moans left his lips, and he slipped his free hand up his shirt, running the fingertips over his heated body, until he found himself overcome by the pleasure, and he gasped, feeling as the released fluids dirtied his hands. Alaude took a moment to settle, flicking the thick release off of his fingers, before drying them against his shirt. His limp manhood was returned to its usual hangout, and he lied there for a few moments, tired, but, at the same time, stuck in a state of euphoria as he recalled that face one last time.
He was in love.
End flashback.
Alaude sighed as he recalled his own actions. His shamelessness then wasn't gone today, and he supposed it wouldn't be for a long time. He'd read the ransom note hours earlier, but had since decided against heading out, for he didn't have the means or knowhow to rescue his lover. It was then that Cozart walked over, and sat down beside him.
"This 'Spade' guy's pretty important to you, eh?" he murmured. Alaude nodded. "Are your feelings mutual?" Confused, Alaude asked the man why he was aking. "Ah, don't mind me... I'm just a man looking for love, and not finding it. Well, there's a girl that I love with all my soul, but she doesn't return my feelings."
"Have you told her?" Alaude asked.
"Eh? No. No, no, no, y'see, she's too good for me!" Cozart laughed.
"'Too good'?" Alaude repeated. "That's bull. If you like her, get her. That's how it went for him and I. I confessed the first time I met him."
The red-haired male stared at Alaude in shock. "No way," he laughed. "Serious?" Alaude nodded. "Well, I guess he must've felt the same. Alaude shook his head.
"No, no, he was 'straight,'" the officer said. "Had a girlfriend. After a pleasing turn of events, however, he and I got together."
"Now that's just lucky," Cozart chuckled. "But maybe your right. I'll have to tell her how I feel. Alaude smiled.
"That's the only way," he murmured.
"More importantly," Cozart began. "Your friend... eh... he's part of the Vongola, right?"
"Yeah?"
"Then he's my friend, too," the man said with a grin. "Tomorrow morning, I'll send out my best trackers, and a few others to go and get an idea of where he is. Then, we'll head right out."
"Thanks," Alaude murmured. "Thank you so much."
"You're absolutely welcome," Cozart replied.
And so, Alaude continued to sit out in the open, awaiting the rise of the sun.
-End Chapter
Sorry about the filler~ At least you know about Alaude's situation now, ne?
And finally squeezed a little lemonade into this, eh?
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