Blue Moon
By Carol A. Edwards aka Eternal Spark
Disclaimer: I know...I know they're not mine!! GRUMBLE. You don't have to keep reminding me. Warning: Shounen Ai-Yaoi. That's all I'm going to give away Archive: Yes but ask first. That is the proper way to do things. Pairing: Would you believe me if I tried to explain? Didn't think so. Comments: eternalspark4662@yahoo.com or dreamerisle@yahoo.com
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Part three
I got up, walking over to the cabinet and taking out a plate. Water is sopping on the floor due to Wufei's shoes. I get a mop to wipe up the mess he left, the excessive moisture soaking into the mop before the microwave beeps.
Minutes pass by and it isn't long before Wufei comes back downstairs. He smells differently but I can still sense that lingering scent of roses on him. I'm not gonna question the guy's whereabouts. I know where he's been. But who can help it. Treize Kushenanda was a handsome man, a man with refinement, power and grace. I had to sigh. A very powerful man and judging from the way Wufei had been creeping nightly into the house he must be a powerful lover.
I know I'm not in the same category with that. I never could be. Wufei is a proud and noble warrior. Compared with me, a war orphan, a nothing in his eyesight, Treize has so much to offer him.a lot more than me.
But that doesn't stop me from loving him.
Yes. I love Chang Wufei. Chang Wufei, proud warrior of the dragon clan, the last of his clan and he doesn't have any idea that I love him with all my heart and soul. He doesn't even know I exist much less care. Sure I act like a fool all the time, but only to get some type of reaction, any type of emotion from him.
As I sit across from him, watching him slowly raise his hand, grasping his spoon so delicately as it approaches his lovely caramel lips. My heart is longing for those lips, longing for him to taste me, savor me like a special treat made just for him. My soul is longing for something that I know is not meant to be simply because I am not on the same status as my secret prince. My amethyst eyes closed in spite of myself.
I will never tell your secret, Wufei. Just like I will never tell you mine.
"You're unusually quiet, Maxwell."
My eyes reopened, his voice shaking me quietly from his depressed thoughts. "I have a lot on my mind."
"Oh?" Wufei replies, an ebony brow arched in question. "You have one of those? I could have sworn you lost it somewhere along the way."
I could have bopped him on his head if he didn't look odd. His hair is down and I could have sworn this was a strange glint in his eyes. I have never seen Wufei with his hair down. I'm speechless. He's naturally beautiful and he doesn't even know it. The way the light gleams against his hair is like the stars imprinted against the darkness of night.
Disclaimer: I know...I know they're not mine!! GRUMBLE. You don't have to keep reminding me. Warning: Shounen Ai-Yaoi. That's all I'm going to give away Archive: Yes but ask first. That is the proper way to do things. Pairing: Would you believe me if I tried to explain? Didn't think so. Comments: eternalspark4662@yahoo.com or dreamerisle@yahoo.com
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Part three
I got up, walking over to the cabinet and taking out a plate. Water is sopping on the floor due to Wufei's shoes. I get a mop to wipe up the mess he left, the excessive moisture soaking into the mop before the microwave beeps.
Minutes pass by and it isn't long before Wufei comes back downstairs. He smells differently but I can still sense that lingering scent of roses on him. I'm not gonna question the guy's whereabouts. I know where he's been. But who can help it. Treize Kushenanda was a handsome man, a man with refinement, power and grace. I had to sigh. A very powerful man and judging from the way Wufei had been creeping nightly into the house he must be a powerful lover.
I know I'm not in the same category with that. I never could be. Wufei is a proud and noble warrior. Compared with me, a war orphan, a nothing in his eyesight, Treize has so much to offer him.a lot more than me.
But that doesn't stop me from loving him.
Yes. I love Chang Wufei. Chang Wufei, proud warrior of the dragon clan, the last of his clan and he doesn't have any idea that I love him with all my heart and soul. He doesn't even know I exist much less care. Sure I act like a fool all the time, but only to get some type of reaction, any type of emotion from him.
As I sit across from him, watching him slowly raise his hand, grasping his spoon so delicately as it approaches his lovely caramel lips. My heart is longing for those lips, longing for him to taste me, savor me like a special treat made just for him. My soul is longing for something that I know is not meant to be simply because I am not on the same status as my secret prince. My amethyst eyes closed in spite of myself.
I will never tell your secret, Wufei. Just like I will never tell you mine.
"You're unusually quiet, Maxwell."
My eyes reopened, his voice shaking me quietly from his depressed thoughts. "I have a lot on my mind."
"Oh?" Wufei replies, an ebony brow arched in question. "You have one of those? I could have sworn you lost it somewhere along the way."
I could have bopped him on his head if he didn't look odd. His hair is down and I could have sworn this was a strange glint in his eyes. I have never seen Wufei with his hair down. I'm speechless. He's naturally beautiful and he doesn't even know it. The way the light gleams against his hair is like the stars imprinted against the darkness of night.