Author: Silent Lullaby
Warnings: mythical creatures, yaoi, possible yuri, violence, angst, fluff, and maybe some other things will come up in later chapters. I'll tell you then
Pairings: 2x1, 3x4, maybe some others later.
Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. The story and original characters do.
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Duo hummed the line again. The whole song seemed wrong.
Throwing the half finished sheet away, he pulled out his note book and leaned back in his beaten up chair.
The image of the stone angel entered his mind without warning.
Unbidden soft humming and lyrics entered his head.
Duo sat upright when he realized what he was doing.
Humming the line once again he smiled when he found it to his liking. It was softer and more melancholy than anything he had ever written.
The bittersweet notes blended with the gentle lyrics to form a water like sound.
The rest of the afternoon was spent pouring over the song until the last traces of light disappeared.
Duo found his sound half compete and his ideas fading. A strong impulse told him to pick up his notebook and leave the apartment.
Before he knew it he was in front of the sad eyed angel once again.
His jaw became slack as he gazed at the figure. It was better lit by the larger moon crescent.
Unconsciously, Duo found himself beginning to speak. He asked the statue why it looked so sad though he knew no answer would come from it's marble lips.
No sound was made but a gust of wind but Duo had a feeling something was watching him.
Searching his surroundings all he could find was himself and the lonely angel.
He spoke again since no one could hear him and he liked to talk sometimes.
He told the figure of the sorrow his origins, of lack of, gave him.
He had no parents, the guardians he had gained all found their way to death's open arms.
His few friends were miles away and he felt like he was a stain in their happy lives.
From what they had helped him to find, he knew he was a cursed child. A jumble of some of the darkest beings in existence. Only twice had the darker side of his soul ever shone through, but he feared it.
Somewhere in his mixed up breeding a trace of white fae could be found.
Why would a white fae ever mate with a creature of darkness was beyond him but that was the only reason he wasn't controlled by the evil inside him.
Not all creatures of the night were evil, but he has the blood of a demon inside and that would have turned him into a soulless devil if it hadn't been for his fae ancestor.
Duo looked up and could swear a look of sad compassion was traced into the eyes of stone.
Shaking his head he found himself smiling. It felt good to have someone listen, even if they were made of stone.
Duo said goodbye to the angel when the sun began to rise. Promising himself he'd return that night.
Warnings: mythical creatures, yaoi, possible yuri, violence, angst, fluff, and maybe some other things will come up in later chapters. I'll tell you then
Pairings: 2x1, 3x4, maybe some others later.
Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. The story and original characters do.
****
Duo hummed the line again. The whole song seemed wrong.
Throwing the half finished sheet away, he pulled out his note book and leaned back in his beaten up chair.
The image of the stone angel entered his mind without warning.
Unbidden soft humming and lyrics entered his head.
Duo sat upright when he realized what he was doing.
Humming the line once again he smiled when he found it to his liking. It was softer and more melancholy than anything he had ever written.
The bittersweet notes blended with the gentle lyrics to form a water like sound.
The rest of the afternoon was spent pouring over the song until the last traces of light disappeared.
Duo found his sound half compete and his ideas fading. A strong impulse told him to pick up his notebook and leave the apartment.
Before he knew it he was in front of the sad eyed angel once again.
His jaw became slack as he gazed at the figure. It was better lit by the larger moon crescent.
Unconsciously, Duo found himself beginning to speak. He asked the statue why it looked so sad though he knew no answer would come from it's marble lips.
No sound was made but a gust of wind but Duo had a feeling something was watching him.
Searching his surroundings all he could find was himself and the lonely angel.
He spoke again since no one could hear him and he liked to talk sometimes.
He told the figure of the sorrow his origins, of lack of, gave him.
He had no parents, the guardians he had gained all found their way to death's open arms.
His few friends were miles away and he felt like he was a stain in their happy lives.
From what they had helped him to find, he knew he was a cursed child. A jumble of some of the darkest beings in existence. Only twice had the darker side of his soul ever shone through, but he feared it.
Somewhere in his mixed up breeding a trace of white fae could be found.
Why would a white fae ever mate with a creature of darkness was beyond him but that was the only reason he wasn't controlled by the evil inside him.
Not all creatures of the night were evil, but he has the blood of a demon inside and that would have turned him into a soulless devil if it hadn't been for his fae ancestor.
Duo looked up and could swear a look of sad compassion was traced into the eyes of stone.
Shaking his head he found himself smiling. It felt good to have someone listen, even if they were made of stone.
Duo said goodbye to the angel when the sun began to rise. Promising himself he'd return that night.