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~ Silent Little Mermaid 11 ~
With the date for the second surgery set, Jess relaxed and took the needed rest at the inn. The large-set innkeeper was also an acquaintance of the blue-clad mercenary, just like so many others in Gregminster. Even though the two very handsome military officers in red and green uniforms had invited Flik for a talk over drink, he had declined to be with his lover.
"You didn't have to turn down the drink, Flik." Jess showed the note he had written as soon as they had retired into the room. "I'm fine, so go speak to the old comrades."
"Alen and Grenseal are good men, but I'd rather spend my time with you." Sitting down next to Jess at the rim of the bed, Flik drew his arms about the slender shoulders. He nuzzled his lips against the white neck and suckled here and there with gentle passion. He had no overwhelming need, but the auburn-brown-haired chamberlain beckoned for such small acts of affection.
Fair complexion turning a shade of pink at Flik's flattering words, Jess let the other draw him closer until he was cuddled almost atop the older man's lap. Warm lips tracing over his neck remained persistent as they fastened over the small scars near his small Adam's apple. He put up no fight as lean, strong arms drew about his waist and caressed at his thighs; he saw no reason to object, since they'd already done much more the night before.
// It's a wonder how a single night can change one's attitude... //
Shivering visibly as Flik's mischievous fingers proceeded to do more intimate touching, Jess nuzzled to the chest against his back. He just kept his eyes half-lidded, enjoying the gentle stroking sensation and his lover's breaths against his neck.
"Jess, you don't mind...?" Flik asked in a hushed voice, his rising excitement quite apparent.
Jess just shook his head, since the swordsman couldn't see his flushed face. He drew his arms about Flik's shoulders and buried his face there, letting himself be laid down to the sheets. He had been expecting further development of their relationship during this journey, and he had no reason to deter from the path leading to another Heaven.
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Liukan had no problem with Jess keeping himself dressed waist-down for the surgery. All that the old doctor required was that the patient wear sterile clothing. So the tea-eyed chamberlain presented himself to Flik right before the operation clad in plain white pants and a typical robe for the patient.
Rather than the less-than-fashionable garments, fear of bad outcome gnawed at Jess. He had been feeling queasy in the stomach since the morning. Flik, probably reading his mood and mind, had acted with extra affection as they rose from their resting place and showered by turns. If not for the handsome mercenary's loving concern, Jess wouldn't have been able to attend to Liukan's office without faltering mid-way. Pessimism went badly for a patient facing the second surgery.
"You are looking brave." Flik chuckled upon seeing the young chamberlain in the unusual attire. He ruffled the soft auburn-brown hair with a hand and whispered into Jess' ear, "I'll be waiting right out here. No need to be nervous or anything, my lil bundle of kitten fur."
A light tint of blush colored Jess' face but he didn't give a lip-motion retort. Instead, he nodded like a child and placed his chin over Flik's shoulder. He was aware of Liukan's presence right behind him, waiting patiently for his entrance into the surgery room, but that didn't matter right now. He wrapped his arms about the swordsman's waist, folding his fingers together so that they wouldn't tremble.
"I love you, Flik." Jess breathed the words, only soft huffs of air caressing Flik's ear as he did so. He wanted to say the words in a real voice when they saw each other again several hours later.
Gentle breaths touched his ear and Flik closed both cerulean blue eyes to absorb himself in the lithe body that trembled ever so slightly. He knew what Jess spoke, even though he couldn't see the movement of the lovely lips. Killing the temptation to return "Me, too" and breaking the sweet and silent spell the chamberlain wove into this moment, he pulled away with a look of pure regret.
"Go along now, Jess."
Tea-colored gaze no longer worried, Jess curled his lips in a temporary farewell and followed Liukan behind the white drapery.
"'Everything will turn out for the better, no matter what happens. That's the power we have, triggered with a pinch of hope and determination.' ...Right, Odessa?" Flik whispered to himself, looking down at the sword slung at his waist. Odessa had been a true optimist, unwilling to take any outcome as a crushing failure. She had told him the phrase that was engraved in his mind by now. Glad to remember the encouraging quote at this time, Flik eased down on the wooden chair provided and waited.
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"Flik, the best gift you've given me is the will to move on."
Odessa Silverberg smiled beneath the dark night sky, her long auburn-brown hair cascading in the breeze. She stood just a small distance away from the blue-clad swordsman, beneath a large tree that they'd chosen for their camping. Other members of the Liberation Army, including Sanchez and Humphrey, were clustered about the nearby trees, all getting ready to rest.
Strange wonder filled Flik and he didn't dare to interrupt what Odessa wanted to convey to him. Even though he was in her presence, she seemed to be so faraway. Waving tresses almost came into his grasping reach, yet he felt that if he extended his hands, the brown strands would slip through his fingers like a cool stream.
"To be able to love again, not out of loneliness or the need to fill in the vacant space in my life... you gave me that strength." The tea-gazed beauty leaned her back to the tree trunk, almost hiding in the shadow of the leaves.
// I remember this. Not too long before the first meeting with Kohaku McDohl, when we were heading for the underground passage at Lenan Camp... Odessa told me that she loved me. //
Flik sighed in the realization of his dreaming state; contrary to the saying that one would awaken from the slumber once the illusion of dreams wore off, he remained in the soothing dark scene with Odessa. His attention completely upon the welcome ghost of the past, Flik retraced his memory as it was enacted.
"I'm a terrible woman, Flik. I used your warmth to remember // him //. Will you forgive me?"
"You played fair, Odessa," answered Flik, copying his own words in the days gone by. "I knew what you wanted and I was more than glad to give it, even if it hurt me. I loved you the very day we met, remember?"
The shroud of darkness faded into the liquid texture that made Flik shudder. He found himself looking into the border of cold water, through which Odessa still smiled to him. Her face wavered a little in ripples of the invisible wall. Only her voice carried without distorting.
"I love you, Flik. ...Just as you were glad to hear me say this, I'm happy to see you move on."
Slender fingers passed through the water and touched Flik's right cheek, tracing his skin with an ice-cold, soothing touch. Odessa only smiled, her expression frozen yet very sincere.
"No more nightmares for me, eh, Odessa?" Flik murmured, letting the white index finger feel his lips. He kissed it just as he used to, knowing that he would never touch her like this again, waking or sleeping. The nightmares would end; rather than be haunted by Odessa, he'd let her live peacefully within his past.
"No more, Flik. ...Oh, your 'lil bundle of kitten fur' has something to tell you. Go to him." Giving a melodic little laugh, Odessa drew her hand away from the tall mercenary. She no longer seemed melancholic or dreary, but just like a mermaid waving to her prince from the depths of the sea.
"You never change, Odessa." Flik found himself able to laugh with her. He closed his vivid azure eyes, letting the dream come to its closure.
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Jess dozed in the clutches of anesthetics, his swan's neck wrapped neatly with white gauze. Liukan went about cleaning the room so that the chamberlain could just rest where he was; the old doctor let Flik in through the drapery, not at all stressed from the surgical works he'd been performing.
"How did it go?" Flik asked in a deliberate calm tone.
"I can't tell until he wakes up, but I did all that I could do."
Liukan excused himself from the section of the room, hurrying off with a tray-full of bloodied gauze and utensils. Glad to be left alone with his lover, Flik helped himself to the exquisite texture of the short brown locks falling across the now-cleaned surgery bed. He knelt so that he could see Jess' delicate profile at the equal eye level.
"Jess, Jess..." Whispering almost in a tune resembling a love song, Flik took up one slack, warm hand from the bed and held it against his face.
Flik had long lost a track of time, but the sun was setting outside of the thin-curtained window. He must have been asleep for a while himself, conversing with Odessa and coming to terms with her presence. He wondered if Jess, too, had dreamed of the lost loved ones during the operation. If so, he wished that Anabelle or others had given the chamberlain the encouragement needed.
NEXT
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~ Silent Little Mermaid 11 ~
With the date for the second surgery set, Jess relaxed and took the needed rest at the inn. The large-set innkeeper was also an acquaintance of the blue-clad mercenary, just like so many others in Gregminster. Even though the two very handsome military officers in red and green uniforms had invited Flik for a talk over drink, he had declined to be with his lover.
"You didn't have to turn down the drink, Flik." Jess showed the note he had written as soon as they had retired into the room. "I'm fine, so go speak to the old comrades."
"Alen and Grenseal are good men, but I'd rather spend my time with you." Sitting down next to Jess at the rim of the bed, Flik drew his arms about the slender shoulders. He nuzzled his lips against the white neck and suckled here and there with gentle passion. He had no overwhelming need, but the auburn-brown-haired chamberlain beckoned for such small acts of affection.
Fair complexion turning a shade of pink at Flik's flattering words, Jess let the other draw him closer until he was cuddled almost atop the older man's lap. Warm lips tracing over his neck remained persistent as they fastened over the small scars near his small Adam's apple. He put up no fight as lean, strong arms drew about his waist and caressed at his thighs; he saw no reason to object, since they'd already done much more the night before.
// It's a wonder how a single night can change one's attitude... //
Shivering visibly as Flik's mischievous fingers proceeded to do more intimate touching, Jess nuzzled to the chest against his back. He just kept his eyes half-lidded, enjoying the gentle stroking sensation and his lover's breaths against his neck.
"Jess, you don't mind...?" Flik asked in a hushed voice, his rising excitement quite apparent.
Jess just shook his head, since the swordsman couldn't see his flushed face. He drew his arms about Flik's shoulders and buried his face there, letting himself be laid down to the sheets. He had been expecting further development of their relationship during this journey, and he had no reason to deter from the path leading to another Heaven.
**********
Liukan had no problem with Jess keeping himself dressed waist-down for the surgery. All that the old doctor required was that the patient wear sterile clothing. So the tea-eyed chamberlain presented himself to Flik right before the operation clad in plain white pants and a typical robe for the patient.
Rather than the less-than-fashionable garments, fear of bad outcome gnawed at Jess. He had been feeling queasy in the stomach since the morning. Flik, probably reading his mood and mind, had acted with extra affection as they rose from their resting place and showered by turns. If not for the handsome mercenary's loving concern, Jess wouldn't have been able to attend to Liukan's office without faltering mid-way. Pessimism went badly for a patient facing the second surgery.
"You are looking brave." Flik chuckled upon seeing the young chamberlain in the unusual attire. He ruffled the soft auburn-brown hair with a hand and whispered into Jess' ear, "I'll be waiting right out here. No need to be nervous or anything, my lil bundle of kitten fur."
A light tint of blush colored Jess' face but he didn't give a lip-motion retort. Instead, he nodded like a child and placed his chin over Flik's shoulder. He was aware of Liukan's presence right behind him, waiting patiently for his entrance into the surgery room, but that didn't matter right now. He wrapped his arms about the swordsman's waist, folding his fingers together so that they wouldn't tremble.
"I love you, Flik." Jess breathed the words, only soft huffs of air caressing Flik's ear as he did so. He wanted to say the words in a real voice when they saw each other again several hours later.
Gentle breaths touched his ear and Flik closed both cerulean blue eyes to absorb himself in the lithe body that trembled ever so slightly. He knew what Jess spoke, even though he couldn't see the movement of the lovely lips. Killing the temptation to return "Me, too" and breaking the sweet and silent spell the chamberlain wove into this moment, he pulled away with a look of pure regret.
"Go along now, Jess."
Tea-colored gaze no longer worried, Jess curled his lips in a temporary farewell and followed Liukan behind the white drapery.
"'Everything will turn out for the better, no matter what happens. That's the power we have, triggered with a pinch of hope and determination.' ...Right, Odessa?" Flik whispered to himself, looking down at the sword slung at his waist. Odessa had been a true optimist, unwilling to take any outcome as a crushing failure. She had told him the phrase that was engraved in his mind by now. Glad to remember the encouraging quote at this time, Flik eased down on the wooden chair provided and waited.
**********
"Flik, the best gift you've given me is the will to move on."
Odessa Silverberg smiled beneath the dark night sky, her long auburn-brown hair cascading in the breeze. She stood just a small distance away from the blue-clad swordsman, beneath a large tree that they'd chosen for their camping. Other members of the Liberation Army, including Sanchez and Humphrey, were clustered about the nearby trees, all getting ready to rest.
Strange wonder filled Flik and he didn't dare to interrupt what Odessa wanted to convey to him. Even though he was in her presence, she seemed to be so faraway. Waving tresses almost came into his grasping reach, yet he felt that if he extended his hands, the brown strands would slip through his fingers like a cool stream.
"To be able to love again, not out of loneliness or the need to fill in the vacant space in my life... you gave me that strength." The tea-gazed beauty leaned her back to the tree trunk, almost hiding in the shadow of the leaves.
// I remember this. Not too long before the first meeting with Kohaku McDohl, when we were heading for the underground passage at Lenan Camp... Odessa told me that she loved me. //
Flik sighed in the realization of his dreaming state; contrary to the saying that one would awaken from the slumber once the illusion of dreams wore off, he remained in the soothing dark scene with Odessa. His attention completely upon the welcome ghost of the past, Flik retraced his memory as it was enacted.
"I'm a terrible woman, Flik. I used your warmth to remember // him //. Will you forgive me?"
"You played fair, Odessa," answered Flik, copying his own words in the days gone by. "I knew what you wanted and I was more than glad to give it, even if it hurt me. I loved you the very day we met, remember?"
The shroud of darkness faded into the liquid texture that made Flik shudder. He found himself looking into the border of cold water, through which Odessa still smiled to him. Her face wavered a little in ripples of the invisible wall. Only her voice carried without distorting.
"I love you, Flik. ...Just as you were glad to hear me say this, I'm happy to see you move on."
Slender fingers passed through the water and touched Flik's right cheek, tracing his skin with an ice-cold, soothing touch. Odessa only smiled, her expression frozen yet very sincere.
"No more nightmares for me, eh, Odessa?" Flik murmured, letting the white index finger feel his lips. He kissed it just as he used to, knowing that he would never touch her like this again, waking or sleeping. The nightmares would end; rather than be haunted by Odessa, he'd let her live peacefully within his past.
"No more, Flik. ...Oh, your 'lil bundle of kitten fur' has something to tell you. Go to him." Giving a melodic little laugh, Odessa drew her hand away from the tall mercenary. She no longer seemed melancholic or dreary, but just like a mermaid waving to her prince from the depths of the sea.
"You never change, Odessa." Flik found himself able to laugh with her. He closed his vivid azure eyes, letting the dream come to its closure.
**********
Jess dozed in the clutches of anesthetics, his swan's neck wrapped neatly with white gauze. Liukan went about cleaning the room so that the chamberlain could just rest where he was; the old doctor let Flik in through the drapery, not at all stressed from the surgical works he'd been performing.
"How did it go?" Flik asked in a deliberate calm tone.
"I can't tell until he wakes up, but I did all that I could do."
Liukan excused himself from the section of the room, hurrying off with a tray-full of bloodied gauze and utensils. Glad to be left alone with his lover, Flik helped himself to the exquisite texture of the short brown locks falling across the now-cleaned surgery bed. He knelt so that he could see Jess' delicate profile at the equal eye level.
"Jess, Jess..." Whispering almost in a tune resembling a love song, Flik took up one slack, warm hand from the bed and held it against his face.
Flik had long lost a track of time, but the sun was setting outside of the thin-curtained window. He must have been asleep for a while himself, conversing with Odessa and coming to terms with her presence. He wondered if Jess, too, had dreamed of the lost loved ones during the operation. If so, he wished that Anabelle or others had given the chamberlain the encouragement needed.
NEXT