Disclaimer: Marvel's, of course.
Author's note: It's the first fic I wrote in English, I just re-publish it. I prefer to think about it's genre as "poem in prose". By the way, little announcement: all my X-men fics in Russian are there: http://www.remylebeau.narod.ru/fanfictions/FGambit.htmlThanks: to Psycho, my beta, favourite writer, and just a good person. And to my reviewers – thanks a lot! Paradys - I'm not going to write the siquel to "The Beauty and Beast", the continuation exists only in Russian, but the very fic is different. louisa – what do you think about this pair?
Ok, my notes take more place than the fic itself. I better begin it now…
Russian Girl
Two or One
His skin is pale, almost white. His hair is red. Milk and blood. Dark shadows from the lashes lie on the cheeks. His mouth begs to be kissed. Dreamy half-smile plays on the red lips. The strong arms with long elegant fingers of musician or thief thoughtfully shuffle the cards. The legs are crossed at the ankles. Long lean body incarnates a dream of every sculptor of Ancient Greece. A resting demigod.
An angel.
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His skin is metallic-colored. His hair is black. Silver and niello. The razor-sharp teeth shine between the thin black lips as he grins. Vertical red diamond glitters on his forehead. An average man can say that he is a monster. An artict can say that he is an intresting thing.
A devil.
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The cool metallic hand touches gently the warm pale skin. The eyelids open and show the black eyes where the flames of red pupils shine. Two onixes. They meet three rubies. Red soft lips meet thin black ones. Two breathes became one. Two tongues start theirgame. Two pairs of hands caress two bodies – one graceful and white, one big and silver. Passion. Tenderness. Love. Whose feelings are they? Whose heart they come from? Nobody knows. Common feelings, feelings of them both. One soul is a mirror of another one. Two bodies become one. Two souls become one. Two hearts become one. Two men become one.
Forever?
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Red-on-black eyes open widely. The elegant fingers are clenched into fist. Hard moan come from the parted lips: "Nate… Nathaniel Essex. I loved you. I trusted you. You betrayed me. Now I hate you."
The angel cries.
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The tears appear on silver cheeks. Scarlet eyes are full of pain and sorrow. Sad voice whispers in darkness: "Remy… Remy LeBeau. I loved you. You loved me. Now you hate me. But I still love you."
The devil cries.
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Two men were one. But the rivers of blood divided them One became two. Forever?