Rainbow

by iphis19

Crackfic and queerness and general joie de vivre. Warnings for death, violence, suicidal ideations, EDs, et cetera. T for Language, Insinuation and erotism. More-or-less unrelated snippets to be posted whenever I can string sentences together meaningfully, of varying moods, quality and length.

21. Chapter 21

You are before me, and I can barely contain my heart, because I cannot believe that you are here. You, in all your spike-edged glory, you with your short nails and your muscled arms and your clothing that is just made for battle—tight and innocuous looking, not even leather, because you laugh at people in leather, because you think that they're overcompensating—and you are not smiling because that would be beneath you, and as much as I am overjoyed, I am scared, because I am not your equal.

There's something about you that's somehow approachable, though, something about you that suggests a nature as sweet, as agreeable as your name would suggest. It's something about your eyes.

I lean forward and I kiss you. I am scared and I am nervous, because I am nothing more than a politician's daughter, and I could never be any match for you, the world-renowned fighter, the one and only Zephyr, and my pulse is too fast.

I wonder if you are going to try and kill me, or even just push me away. I almost expect you to, really.

You don't, and I am surprised. You don't fight me at all.

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A/N: For the purposes of this 'verse, I'm naming Guild's daughter Mistral. She decided it after meeting Zephyr, thus the icky coordinated names.

~Mademise Morte