Disclaimer: I do not own Zoids, whether it is Chaotic Century, Guardian Force, or New Century. I just write fan fictions for it, which is only for entertainment and entertainment only...yadda...yadda...reviews are very much welcome...criticisms sorely accepted (so long, as they're constructive) And I highly recommend fish sticks after dinner. Tee-hee.
Black Crow Gang? What was the deal with that? I know it sounds kinda corny and all, but I just typed the first thing that came into my mind. And it was that name...
Oh, the mental torture...
Van:...man, where am I?
(Gasp!) Van, your awake! Have you got amnesia? Just like in my story?!?!
Van: Oh, gimme a break B! Just had a hangover, that's all!
Hangover?!?! You got knocked out for two, no make that, three days! And that was just a hangover? Why, you insensitive clod! I ought to...
Van: Raven...
(Looks at Raven, who just arrived from his walk)
Oh...Raven. Van's awake already. It was a good thing too...
Slap.
(Author's narration: Raven ran past Byakko and slapped Van square on the face. Tears starting to form on his sullen eyes...)
Raven: You idiot! You senseless idiot! And I thought you were gonna die! I should have slapped harder! I should...
Raven...
Van: (intently looks at Raven, cupping his reddening cheek)
Raven: I'm sorry! (Hugs Van as he starts crying on his shoulders) I'm really sorry Van!
Van: I'm sorry too, Raven...I guess I was being too overprotective...
(Cries) Gasp! I'm sorry too, Van! I should have sedated Raven while I had the chance! Ooops...(Raven glares daggers at me...)
Ehm, next chapter readers...I don't want you to experience the blood and tears that will start flying. Coming from me that is...
RAVEN! Just...just stay calm ok? Everything's fine now, ...Van is awake, see? (Van tries so hard to keep Raven from moving towards me...)
Oh, god...me and my big mouth...
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Chapter 9: Friends and Enemies
(This is not what you think...)
Pathetic. Plainly pathetic.
Black Crow Gang? What a pathetic bunch of amateur females. I could have let them off because of their amusing impression, but they wouldn't just quit do they?
Van is mine.
And I won't let anyone have him, whom I know will just hurt him.
And abuse him.
And exploit him.
"Hey, look girls. Little Black Riding Hood is whimpering in fear." Pink hair taunted Raven.
A few pebbles flew by.
And Raven found Van in front of the pink haired woman, his hand in a death grasp, strangling what air remains from her lungs and throat.
Her two comrades used their whips in an attempt to hit Van's strangling grasp, but both whips ended up lashing Van's other hand, using it as a snare to let the whips entwine it. In a second, he pulled the whips, dragging the two women along with it.
Guess I should stop him. That might add his criminal record.
"Van...enough. It's okay now..." Raven came behind Van and embraced the tensed- up boy. Van, in an instant, let his prey go; as well as dropping the whips that bound his hand. He, however, remained defensive fearing that they would retaliate.
Raven came up front Pink hair, who was still clutching her throat, gasping for quick breaths of precious air.
A gust of wind blew by, and knocked the hood covering Raven's head.
The three women's jaw dropped as they realized whom it was. As quick as a flash, the three dropped on the floor, prostrating before the startled Raven.
"Master, please forgive my impudence!" Pink hair pleaded.
"Yes master! Abandon your anger." Yellow hair added.
"Please master..." Green hair finished.
Raven closed his eyes, his eyebrow twitching in confusion and anger. A moment they were ready to kill them both, but now they act like little slaves.
"Who...are...you...really...." Raven asked annoyed, his right eyebrow still twitching.
"Oh, please forgive our rudeness. Our name's are Lana..." Pink hair started.
"Mana..."Yellow hair continued.
"And Nana..." Green hair ended.
"We were called the Black Crow Gang by the locals because of our insignia..." Lana pointed to her shoulder. An insignia of a black crow in a shield with a lion underneath came to view.
"But really, we just couldn't handle it. We first thought it was corny and all..." Mana berated.
"We eventually lived with that. But Black Crow Gang is not our real name." Nana continued.
"We're the Unofficial Raven Fan Club! A group of rogue gals that have found Raven, which is you, to be very cute and handsome! See, we have all your pictures hidden inside our jackets. "Lana opened her jacket. True enough, the insides were lined with pictures of Raven from god-knows-where they could have taken it.
"We also have our own official clubhouse, where we have your personal shrine! We worship you, Master Raven!!! We even had our hair done, just like yours!" Mana giggled in ecstatic joy.
"Sadly, we haven't found additional members yet. Seems everyone is still ignorant of your charm, appeal, beauty and wisdom." Nana went on, stars in her eyes sparkling.
The three girls went on and on with their ranting about how cool and cute Raven is. They could have passed as giggly high school girls, if he only knew what high school is. (Which is probably impossible, because there is no high school on Zi).
Raven let out an exasperated sigh as he turned back, Van in tow, to where his Geno Breaker lay. This was just the last thing he needed. A clubhouse run by incessant rogue pilots, who thought of him as cute, and nothing more at that. Better make a run for it.
"Master, do you have a place to stay?" Lana saw through the attempt.
He DID need a new place to stay. Hiltz and Ryss were starting to bore him, and the Guardian Force was occupying the only inn in town. Van was very much stressed out already, and he hated the long walk towards his Geno Breaker.
"Shadow!!!" Raven's voice echoed the valley walls as a white light flew to him. Shadow alighted, giving a grunt of disapproval in leaving him behind the cramped-up Zoid.
"Lead the way..." Raven faced back Lana, who was very much happy at the chance.
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"Seems Zeke is gonna be fine now." Thomas observed as Zeke was coming around. This was Zeke's second time to be knocked out by the Rare Hertz, owing to the last time four years ago, when he went berserk if Van hadn't saved him.
"Glad that was over." Irvine said, looking out across the window of their room.
"Care to tell me why we only have one bed?" Thomas sat at the foot of the bed, his back at Irvine.
"The innkeeper said this was the last room. There was some confusion with the reservations. That was why we ended up in here." Irvine looked back to answer Thomas.
Shit.
"Ehm, Thomas? When...uh...when did you start taking your uniform off?" Irvine gulped, seeing Thomas in only his pants on. Even then, Irvine couldn't hide his feelings at times like these.
More so, because the bulge gave it away.
"Aah...it was getting stuffy anyway." Thomas said, laying down the bed, his eyes closed. Good thing it was. Or else he might have seen Irvine's dilemma.
Irvine started to sweat when he saw Thomas, his lean chest rising up and down erratically, his sweat glistened torso shifting ever so slightly. It all looked so erotic.
Damn Thomas.
Irvine ran right to the bathroom, closing it as he let the shower on. Thomas just smiled as he succeeded in finishing the first phase of his plan. He knew what Irvine was doing. Shower water running on, no movement heard, small sighs and groans amidst the falling water...
Irvine was jerking himself off.
"Irvine, you okay there in the shower?" Thomas hollered out smiling. He was close to snorting a chuckle.
"Yeah...ugghh...I'm just...huff...fi...ne..." Irvine hollered back, his response somewhat delayed and suppressed. Thomas just thought how hot Irvine was a sight inside, and that aroused his own.
As Irvine leaned on the door to listen to Irvine's stifled moans, a familiar creaking sound came from the bolts that held up the wooden barrier...
...And down fell Thomas and the door inside the bathroom.
"Ouchouchouchouch..."Thomas indignantly said, rubbing the back of his head with his hand. Standing up from his position on the ground, there he saw Irvine who was also staring at him.
Clutching his cock.
Thomas was struck silent at the sight he just saw. Irvine suddenly began panicking as he tried looking for a towel.
There was none. "THOMAS! What the hell are you doing in here?" Irvine yelled, humiliated and disturbed. His body was tinted in red, either from what he was earlier doing, or from Thomas staring at his cock, that was now oozing with precum.
"You look hot, Irvine..." Thomas smiled, slowly approaching Irvine, who was backing up to the wall. Somehow, he was not expecting this to happen.
"Back, Thomas! Back off..." Irvine felt more afraid now, knowing that this was not the Thomas he encounters everyday. This was a different one.
A momentary pause...
Irvine slips on the floor...
A loud thud...
Irvine didn't mind the pain on his ass; he was more worried at what the blonde man was going to do. His face a mere inches from his own...
"You still afraid, Irvine?" Thomas began to sound more sensibly.
"What do you mean?" Irvine asked, his suspicions arising.
"I did read that piece of paper I threw back at you, Irvine. And after a few days of thinking about it, I decided to make it easier for the both of us..." Thomas' hot breath hit Irvine's blushing cheek.
"I thought you were hitting it with Fiona, or something?" Irvine stilled, shaking off a small thought off his mind.
"It's pretty hard trying to court someone who doesn't respond to your calls, isn't it? On the other hand, here you are thinking about me. Why didn't you just face me before?" Thomas' whimpered pathetically. Irvine blushed even more. Thomas, acting all childish just like that.
"Well, you're straight...I'm sorta not...I couldn't tell anyone about this so I resorted to writing. It was the only way I could suppress this feeling..." Irvine swallowed; Thomas was still leering over him.
"Hmmm...define straight..."Thomas was somehow amused over Irvine's confusion.
As Irvine was about to open his mouth, Thomas took the chance and kissed the man under him, taking in of what Irvine could offer. The other was about to protest, pushing the body that began to close in on him, but later fell weak and embraced it, pushing it to himself. "Like it?" Thomas pulled himself off, his hair now drooping down as water dampened his body.
"Man..." Irvine gasped under the cascade of water, his breathing cut off to short wheezes. First times always leave you tensed and drained of strength.
Standing up and leaning against the cold shower wall, Irvine looked at the blonde that was watching him. Intent eyes admiring the copper tanned skin of Irvine.
He offered his hand...
The blonde took it...
Each kept looking at the other's eyes, searching for any sign of regret or lie...
And both closed the distance between their anxious lips, their bodies brushing each other, as one tried to dominate the other.
Thomas conceded, and let Irvine do as he please.
Somehow, being the part of the submissive one might not be boring...
Thomas gasped as Irvine's hand brushed his torso, his hands looking for the belt that kept his pants on. After finding it, he untied it, letting it fall on the floor as Thomas kicked it out of view.
"Thomas...you won't regret this right?" Irvine said with a hint of worry,
"So long as you won't leave me..."Thomas fell on Irvine's chest, water running rivers on both of them.
"I'll protect you..."
"I know you'll do..."
"Won't your brother have a say on this?"
"Hmm, Karl? He has a boyfriend. I think it was a Republican General..."
"Hope he doesn't..."
"Shhh, stop worrying. I don't care what people will say. Don't mind what makes me happy. Now that you're here, I don't care about them anymore..."
"You're being selfish..."
"You're being overprotective..."
"You're the aggressive one..."
"I'm also the submissive one here..."
"That doesn't count..."
Irvine was cut short of his words, as Thomas quieted him with a deep kiss. His hands held in a tight embrace as he continually brushed his cock against Irvine's. Irvine's free hand placed itself on Thomas' ass, as he slammed the other boy's hip against his own, his other on a tight embrace at Thomas'.
"Thank you for freeing me Thomas...and for accepting me as who I am..."
The splashes of their seeds on to their bodies ended the night for the two, who finally realized what they were missing in their lives.
Each other.
Sometimes, what you thought was hard to find, might just be beside you all the time...
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Raven kept to himself outside the cave where the headquarters, and clubhouse, of the Black Crow Gang was situated. The night breeze did good in soothing him and relaxing his tensed-up self.
The girls were asleep in their hammocks; Van was curled up alongside Shadow, who was also grunting in his sleep. Raven felt everything was peaceful around.
Peaceful...
In the time of the Chaotic Century, peace was as rare as war was abundant.
Raven was a child of war, born to parents he hardly remembered, and taken away by the result of chaos. He grew with the sole idea that his destiny was to fight and eliminate anyone who came in his way.
Van was a child of peace, born with the idea of an ideal father and mother. Though his father was taken away by war, he grew with the idea of his greatness, and made friends and allies along the way. Van was very much happy.
What was it in him that made him like Van in the first place?
Maybe envy, or awe. Maybe he wanted to destroy Van so much that it was replaced with the feelings of passion, feelings just as strong as that to destroy him.
Raven stood up from his ground and walked over the sleeping Van. His face was very much beautiful. Raven never tired to muse that term, over and over again.
There was no reason at all...
Isn't there?
Love, without a reason, is genuine love...
For love with reason, is love with condition...
If a person loses the quality that makes him loved by others, love itself is lost...
To love a person deeply, is to love beyond reason...
And sometimes, to love even beyond your life...
The important thing is that he knows that he is being loved...
And that he will give love in return...
Raven shot up in realization. Van was teaching him how much he valued his love for the boy. The moment Raven had left him; life itself was lost in him.
For Raven was now his life, or even more...
To place another person before your life is foolish love...
But foolish love is greater than all that is superficial...
Raven was his heart, and mind...
Van had made him the bearer of his life...
With the realization in his mind, Raven was even more determined to bring back Van to himself. By tomorrow, he shall have to go back to the Guardian Force's base, to where their promises lay.
By hook or by crook.
Raven lay beside Van's sleeping form, kissing the boy lightly on his lips before turning in for the night. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day.
"I shall return you Van, back to me...and I promise never to let go again..." Raven gazed longingly at the ebony-haired boy as sleep finally settled in.
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"Look...he's really so cute!" A giggle followed.
Raven woke up to the sound of the three girls who were musing over Van, who earlier woke up.
"Good morning, master!" The three girls greeted the just-awakened Raven.
"Cut the formalities off. It makes me look old." Raven said in annoyance to the word "master". He always hated this social crap.
"Look what this guy bought for you." Lana finished what she wanted to say.
Van was waiting for him outside the cave, his arms holding a familiar bunch of reddish-yellow fruits.
"Papayas..." Raven whispered.
Van came inside the laid the fruits before Raven. As the produce came tumbling from his hand, bruises, hidden by the fruits, showed up.
"Papayas in this region grow only in the highest areas around here. He would have been stupid enough to go looking for it..."
"But, isn't it romantic? Him, ready to sacrifice his life and limbs just to offer something to eat to his true love..."
"Sigh! I wish I had a man just like Mas...er, Raven I mean..."
Raven was unmindful of the three, his hands gently massaging the bruises on Van's arms. The love that Van was giving to him was overwhelming, for someone who hadn't experienced this type of feeling from childhood.
Standing up, Raven faced the girls.
"Do you have any experience on Zoids?" Raven asked them.
The girls just smiled and placed their arms on their backs. As if on cue, a platform rose from their backs and three distinct Zoids came to view.
"They don't call us "The Black Crow Gang" for nothin'..." Mana mused.
They were Stormsworders. Or somehow like it, except that they were all black in color. Raven never wanted to ask help from others, but he was prepared to use very resource he had on hand.
"Girls...I have a special mission I need you to help me with..."Raven smiled.
The girls' faces lit up in delight, knowing they'll be working with their hero.
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What will Raven do? Will he be able to bring back Van's former self? And what of the Unofficial Raven Fan Club? Will they finally have a name they can be proud of? Will Zeke finally meet Shadow again? Will I stop ranting like some underpaid narrator? Tune in next time on Medabots...err I mean, Zoids: Unofficial.
Raven stop!!!!
Raven: Say please...(familiar?)
No, I will not concede! Haaaa...oh gods, stop it already! Van let me go!!!
Van: We should do this more often, ne Raven?
Raven: Got that right. It really is more fun when there are three...
RAVEN!!! If you don't let me out of this...this...ugghh, stop it!
Raven: Say it...
No...
Van: Say it...
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Raven: He's tough to crack; I had more bitchy officers than him before.
Van: He'd fall sooner or later...
After 10 seconds...
(Panting) Huu...huu...all right...all right...I give! I'll admit, I like it already!!! Enough I say!
Raven: Knew he'd fall for the feather...
Van: Heh, I didn't know he was ticklish there.
Raven: Of all places, I never thought someone like him had some weakness...
Hmph! What's wrong with being ticklish on the palm of my hands? People never knew about it. And what was the deal of that tickle bout you two gave me?
Raven: Did you wash your hands?
Yeah, why the heck would you ask?
Shivers tingling in the spine.
Raven! Stop licking my hand! You stop being that damn erotic right now or I...
Van? You too? Oh gods! Let go of my hands...let go...
Faint.
Raven: Hey..hey Byakko! Wake up, silly!
Wha...wha...what the heck happened?
Van: You slept in on us, baka! We were about to do "that thing" and you fell right over.
Raven: (sigh) Van and I had a fun time...
(Sigh) sure was, I guess...
Next chapter...I kinda am not in the mood...peh, psyche! Me will continue up to Chapter 24! Mwahahahah!
Iggsk...
Stop licking my hands! (Ugghh, now I have to wash the lick off my keyboard!)
Black Crow Gang? What was the deal with that? I know it sounds kinda corny and all, but I just typed the first thing that came into my mind. And it was that name...
Oh, the mental torture...
Van:...man, where am I?
(Gasp!) Van, your awake! Have you got amnesia? Just like in my story?!?!
Van: Oh, gimme a break B! Just had a hangover, that's all!
Hangover?!?! You got knocked out for two, no make that, three days! And that was just a hangover? Why, you insensitive clod! I ought to...
Van: Raven...
(Looks at Raven, who just arrived from his walk)
Oh...Raven. Van's awake already. It was a good thing too...
Slap.
(Author's narration: Raven ran past Byakko and slapped Van square on the face. Tears starting to form on his sullen eyes...)
Raven: You idiot! You senseless idiot! And I thought you were gonna die! I should have slapped harder! I should...
Raven...
Van: (intently looks at Raven, cupping his reddening cheek)
Raven: I'm sorry! (Hugs Van as he starts crying on his shoulders) I'm really sorry Van!
Van: I'm sorry too, Raven...I guess I was being too overprotective...
(Cries) Gasp! I'm sorry too, Van! I should have sedated Raven while I had the chance! Ooops...(Raven glares daggers at me...)
Ehm, next chapter readers...I don't want you to experience the blood and tears that will start flying. Coming from me that is...
RAVEN! Just...just stay calm ok? Everything's fine now, ...Van is awake, see? (Van tries so hard to keep Raven from moving towards me...)
Oh, god...me and my big mouth...
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Chapter 9: Friends and Enemies
(This is not what you think...)
Pathetic. Plainly pathetic.
Black Crow Gang? What a pathetic bunch of amateur females. I could have let them off because of their amusing impression, but they wouldn't just quit do they?
Van is mine.
And I won't let anyone have him, whom I know will just hurt him.
And abuse him.
And exploit him.
"Hey, look girls. Little Black Riding Hood is whimpering in fear." Pink hair taunted Raven.
A few pebbles flew by.
And Raven found Van in front of the pink haired woman, his hand in a death grasp, strangling what air remains from her lungs and throat.
Her two comrades used their whips in an attempt to hit Van's strangling grasp, but both whips ended up lashing Van's other hand, using it as a snare to let the whips entwine it. In a second, he pulled the whips, dragging the two women along with it.
Guess I should stop him. That might add his criminal record.
"Van...enough. It's okay now..." Raven came behind Van and embraced the tensed- up boy. Van, in an instant, let his prey go; as well as dropping the whips that bound his hand. He, however, remained defensive fearing that they would retaliate.
Raven came up front Pink hair, who was still clutching her throat, gasping for quick breaths of precious air.
A gust of wind blew by, and knocked the hood covering Raven's head.
The three women's jaw dropped as they realized whom it was. As quick as a flash, the three dropped on the floor, prostrating before the startled Raven.
"Master, please forgive my impudence!" Pink hair pleaded.
"Yes master! Abandon your anger." Yellow hair added.
"Please master..." Green hair finished.
Raven closed his eyes, his eyebrow twitching in confusion and anger. A moment they were ready to kill them both, but now they act like little slaves.
"Who...are...you...really...." Raven asked annoyed, his right eyebrow still twitching.
"Oh, please forgive our rudeness. Our name's are Lana..." Pink hair started.
"Mana..."Yellow hair continued.
"And Nana..." Green hair ended.
"We were called the Black Crow Gang by the locals because of our insignia..." Lana pointed to her shoulder. An insignia of a black crow in a shield with a lion underneath came to view.
"But really, we just couldn't handle it. We first thought it was corny and all..." Mana berated.
"We eventually lived with that. But Black Crow Gang is not our real name." Nana continued.
"We're the Unofficial Raven Fan Club! A group of rogue gals that have found Raven, which is you, to be very cute and handsome! See, we have all your pictures hidden inside our jackets. "Lana opened her jacket. True enough, the insides were lined with pictures of Raven from god-knows-where they could have taken it.
"We also have our own official clubhouse, where we have your personal shrine! We worship you, Master Raven!!! We even had our hair done, just like yours!" Mana giggled in ecstatic joy.
"Sadly, we haven't found additional members yet. Seems everyone is still ignorant of your charm, appeal, beauty and wisdom." Nana went on, stars in her eyes sparkling.
The three girls went on and on with their ranting about how cool and cute Raven is. They could have passed as giggly high school girls, if he only knew what high school is. (Which is probably impossible, because there is no high school on Zi).
Raven let out an exasperated sigh as he turned back, Van in tow, to where his Geno Breaker lay. This was just the last thing he needed. A clubhouse run by incessant rogue pilots, who thought of him as cute, and nothing more at that. Better make a run for it.
"Master, do you have a place to stay?" Lana saw through the attempt.
He DID need a new place to stay. Hiltz and Ryss were starting to bore him, and the Guardian Force was occupying the only inn in town. Van was very much stressed out already, and he hated the long walk towards his Geno Breaker.
"Shadow!!!" Raven's voice echoed the valley walls as a white light flew to him. Shadow alighted, giving a grunt of disapproval in leaving him behind the cramped-up Zoid.
"Lead the way..." Raven faced back Lana, who was very much happy at the chance.
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"Seems Zeke is gonna be fine now." Thomas observed as Zeke was coming around. This was Zeke's second time to be knocked out by the Rare Hertz, owing to the last time four years ago, when he went berserk if Van hadn't saved him.
"Glad that was over." Irvine said, looking out across the window of their room.
"Care to tell me why we only have one bed?" Thomas sat at the foot of the bed, his back at Irvine.
"The innkeeper said this was the last room. There was some confusion with the reservations. That was why we ended up in here." Irvine looked back to answer Thomas.
Shit.
"Ehm, Thomas? When...uh...when did you start taking your uniform off?" Irvine gulped, seeing Thomas in only his pants on. Even then, Irvine couldn't hide his feelings at times like these.
More so, because the bulge gave it away.
"Aah...it was getting stuffy anyway." Thomas said, laying down the bed, his eyes closed. Good thing it was. Or else he might have seen Irvine's dilemma.
Irvine started to sweat when he saw Thomas, his lean chest rising up and down erratically, his sweat glistened torso shifting ever so slightly. It all looked so erotic.
Damn Thomas.
Irvine ran right to the bathroom, closing it as he let the shower on. Thomas just smiled as he succeeded in finishing the first phase of his plan. He knew what Irvine was doing. Shower water running on, no movement heard, small sighs and groans amidst the falling water...
Irvine was jerking himself off.
"Irvine, you okay there in the shower?" Thomas hollered out smiling. He was close to snorting a chuckle.
"Yeah...ugghh...I'm just...huff...fi...ne..." Irvine hollered back, his response somewhat delayed and suppressed. Thomas just thought how hot Irvine was a sight inside, and that aroused his own.
As Irvine leaned on the door to listen to Irvine's stifled moans, a familiar creaking sound came from the bolts that held up the wooden barrier...
...And down fell Thomas and the door inside the bathroom.
"Ouchouchouchouch..."Thomas indignantly said, rubbing the back of his head with his hand. Standing up from his position on the ground, there he saw Irvine who was also staring at him.
Clutching his cock.
Thomas was struck silent at the sight he just saw. Irvine suddenly began panicking as he tried looking for a towel.
There was none. "THOMAS! What the hell are you doing in here?" Irvine yelled, humiliated and disturbed. His body was tinted in red, either from what he was earlier doing, or from Thomas staring at his cock, that was now oozing with precum.
"You look hot, Irvine..." Thomas smiled, slowly approaching Irvine, who was backing up to the wall. Somehow, he was not expecting this to happen.
"Back, Thomas! Back off..." Irvine felt more afraid now, knowing that this was not the Thomas he encounters everyday. This was a different one.
A momentary pause...
Irvine slips on the floor...
A loud thud...
Irvine didn't mind the pain on his ass; he was more worried at what the blonde man was going to do. His face a mere inches from his own...
"You still afraid, Irvine?" Thomas began to sound more sensibly.
"What do you mean?" Irvine asked, his suspicions arising.
"I did read that piece of paper I threw back at you, Irvine. And after a few days of thinking about it, I decided to make it easier for the both of us..." Thomas' hot breath hit Irvine's blushing cheek.
"I thought you were hitting it with Fiona, or something?" Irvine stilled, shaking off a small thought off his mind.
"It's pretty hard trying to court someone who doesn't respond to your calls, isn't it? On the other hand, here you are thinking about me. Why didn't you just face me before?" Thomas' whimpered pathetically. Irvine blushed even more. Thomas, acting all childish just like that.
"Well, you're straight...I'm sorta not...I couldn't tell anyone about this so I resorted to writing. It was the only way I could suppress this feeling..." Irvine swallowed; Thomas was still leering over him.
"Hmmm...define straight..."Thomas was somehow amused over Irvine's confusion.
As Irvine was about to open his mouth, Thomas took the chance and kissed the man under him, taking in of what Irvine could offer. The other was about to protest, pushing the body that began to close in on him, but later fell weak and embraced it, pushing it to himself. "Like it?" Thomas pulled himself off, his hair now drooping down as water dampened his body.
"Man..." Irvine gasped under the cascade of water, his breathing cut off to short wheezes. First times always leave you tensed and drained of strength.
Standing up and leaning against the cold shower wall, Irvine looked at the blonde that was watching him. Intent eyes admiring the copper tanned skin of Irvine.
He offered his hand...
The blonde took it...
Each kept looking at the other's eyes, searching for any sign of regret or lie...
And both closed the distance between their anxious lips, their bodies brushing each other, as one tried to dominate the other.
Thomas conceded, and let Irvine do as he please.
Somehow, being the part of the submissive one might not be boring...
Thomas gasped as Irvine's hand brushed his torso, his hands looking for the belt that kept his pants on. After finding it, he untied it, letting it fall on the floor as Thomas kicked it out of view.
"Thomas...you won't regret this right?" Irvine said with a hint of worry,
"So long as you won't leave me..."Thomas fell on Irvine's chest, water running rivers on both of them.
"I'll protect you..."
"I know you'll do..."
"Won't your brother have a say on this?"
"Hmm, Karl? He has a boyfriend. I think it was a Republican General..."
"Hope he doesn't..."
"Shhh, stop worrying. I don't care what people will say. Don't mind what makes me happy. Now that you're here, I don't care about them anymore..."
"You're being selfish..."
"You're being overprotective..."
"You're the aggressive one..."
"I'm also the submissive one here..."
"That doesn't count..."
Irvine was cut short of his words, as Thomas quieted him with a deep kiss. His hands held in a tight embrace as he continually brushed his cock against Irvine's. Irvine's free hand placed itself on Thomas' ass, as he slammed the other boy's hip against his own, his other on a tight embrace at Thomas'.
"Thank you for freeing me Thomas...and for accepting me as who I am..."
The splashes of their seeds on to their bodies ended the night for the two, who finally realized what they were missing in their lives.
Each other.
Sometimes, what you thought was hard to find, might just be beside you all the time...
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Raven kept to himself outside the cave where the headquarters, and clubhouse, of the Black Crow Gang was situated. The night breeze did good in soothing him and relaxing his tensed-up self.
The girls were asleep in their hammocks; Van was curled up alongside Shadow, who was also grunting in his sleep. Raven felt everything was peaceful around.
Peaceful...
In the time of the Chaotic Century, peace was as rare as war was abundant.
Raven was a child of war, born to parents he hardly remembered, and taken away by the result of chaos. He grew with the sole idea that his destiny was to fight and eliminate anyone who came in his way.
Van was a child of peace, born with the idea of an ideal father and mother. Though his father was taken away by war, he grew with the idea of his greatness, and made friends and allies along the way. Van was very much happy.
What was it in him that made him like Van in the first place?
Maybe envy, or awe. Maybe he wanted to destroy Van so much that it was replaced with the feelings of passion, feelings just as strong as that to destroy him.
Raven stood up from his ground and walked over the sleeping Van. His face was very much beautiful. Raven never tired to muse that term, over and over again.
There was no reason at all...
Isn't there?
Love, without a reason, is genuine love...
For love with reason, is love with condition...
If a person loses the quality that makes him loved by others, love itself is lost...
To love a person deeply, is to love beyond reason...
And sometimes, to love even beyond your life...
The important thing is that he knows that he is being loved...
And that he will give love in return...
Raven shot up in realization. Van was teaching him how much he valued his love for the boy. The moment Raven had left him; life itself was lost in him.
For Raven was now his life, or even more...
To place another person before your life is foolish love...
But foolish love is greater than all that is superficial...
Raven was his heart, and mind...
Van had made him the bearer of his life...
With the realization in his mind, Raven was even more determined to bring back Van to himself. By tomorrow, he shall have to go back to the Guardian Force's base, to where their promises lay.
By hook or by crook.
Raven lay beside Van's sleeping form, kissing the boy lightly on his lips before turning in for the night. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day.
"I shall return you Van, back to me...and I promise never to let go again..." Raven gazed longingly at the ebony-haired boy as sleep finally settled in.
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"Look...he's really so cute!" A giggle followed.
Raven woke up to the sound of the three girls who were musing over Van, who earlier woke up.
"Good morning, master!" The three girls greeted the just-awakened Raven.
"Cut the formalities off. It makes me look old." Raven said in annoyance to the word "master". He always hated this social crap.
"Look what this guy bought for you." Lana finished what she wanted to say.
Van was waiting for him outside the cave, his arms holding a familiar bunch of reddish-yellow fruits.
"Papayas..." Raven whispered.
Van came inside the laid the fruits before Raven. As the produce came tumbling from his hand, bruises, hidden by the fruits, showed up.
"Papayas in this region grow only in the highest areas around here. He would have been stupid enough to go looking for it..."
"But, isn't it romantic? Him, ready to sacrifice his life and limbs just to offer something to eat to his true love..."
"Sigh! I wish I had a man just like Mas...er, Raven I mean..."
Raven was unmindful of the three, his hands gently massaging the bruises on Van's arms. The love that Van was giving to him was overwhelming, for someone who hadn't experienced this type of feeling from childhood.
Standing up, Raven faced the girls.
"Do you have any experience on Zoids?" Raven asked them.
The girls just smiled and placed their arms on their backs. As if on cue, a platform rose from their backs and three distinct Zoids came to view.
"They don't call us "The Black Crow Gang" for nothin'..." Mana mused.
They were Stormsworders. Or somehow like it, except that they were all black in color. Raven never wanted to ask help from others, but he was prepared to use very resource he had on hand.
"Girls...I have a special mission I need you to help me with..."Raven smiled.
The girls' faces lit up in delight, knowing they'll be working with their hero.
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What will Raven do? Will he be able to bring back Van's former self? And what of the Unofficial Raven Fan Club? Will they finally have a name they can be proud of? Will Zeke finally meet Shadow again? Will I stop ranting like some underpaid narrator? Tune in next time on Medabots...err I mean, Zoids: Unofficial.
Raven stop!!!!
Raven: Say please...(familiar?)
No, I will not concede! Haaaa...oh gods, stop it already! Van let me go!!!
Van: We should do this more often, ne Raven?
Raven: Got that right. It really is more fun when there are three...
RAVEN!!! If you don't let me out of this...this...ugghh, stop it!
Raven: Say it...
No...
Van: Say it...
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Raven: He's tough to crack; I had more bitchy officers than him before.
Van: He'd fall sooner or later...
After 10 seconds...
(Panting) Huu...huu...all right...all right...I give! I'll admit, I like it already!!! Enough I say!
Raven: Knew he'd fall for the feather...
Van: Heh, I didn't know he was ticklish there.
Raven: Of all places, I never thought someone like him had some weakness...
Hmph! What's wrong with being ticklish on the palm of my hands? People never knew about it. And what was the deal of that tickle bout you two gave me?
Raven: Did you wash your hands?
Yeah, why the heck would you ask?
Shivers tingling in the spine.
Raven! Stop licking my hand! You stop being that damn erotic right now or I...
Van? You too? Oh gods! Let go of my hands...let go...
Faint.
Raven: Hey..hey Byakko! Wake up, silly!
Wha...wha...what the heck happened?
Van: You slept in on us, baka! We were about to do "that thing" and you fell right over.
Raven: (sigh) Van and I had a fun time...
(Sigh) sure was, I guess...
Next chapter...I kinda am not in the mood...peh, psyche! Me will continue up to Chapter 24! Mwahahahah!
Iggsk...
Stop licking my hands! (Ugghh, now I have to wash the lick off my keyboard!)