Oliver:
I watch the battle with anxious eyes, gripping the low stone wall in front of me with white-knuckled hands. No-! Enrique, no! What are you DOING!?! You fool!
I can only look on in horror as the angered Amphilyon looms above Enrique, twin mouths gaping open to reveal needlelike teeth. My blond friend's face twists in terror as he raises the sword and shield between himself and the raging Beast.
Unicolyon stirs within my mind and screams, filling my head with a maelstrom of confused sound. –futile gesture!-NO! don'tdoit-byalltheGodbeastsno-dosomething-dosomething-doSOMETHING-!-save him!-
I can't do anything but call his name; try my best to get to him.
A frantic, useless attempt to drop to the ground below, arrested. He yells madly up at me, blue eyes wide, the pupils dilated with panic and fear. "No! Don't! He might turn on you too!"
My mind screams. Idiot! No, Unicolyon can protect me, you're too concerned for me! Enrique, get out of there! I find myself shrieking, voice cracking and going through several octaves. "You know nothing can stop a Bitbeast that's out of control!" But Deus, you could let me take my chances, Unicolyon's NO WEAKLING and good God, Enrique, I don't want you to die!
I love you!
And then I'm just frozen-scared, and Unicolyon is the same, beads of cold sweat forming on the back of my neck as the Hydra rears back to strike-
And with a shocking suddenness, the blue flash that is Dragoon is there, shielding his armored form from view.
I can only sag against the wall in relief. Thank you, Tyson.
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Enrique:
The two of us sit on a stone bench at the back of the "Colosseum," an hour after…you know. Not a word is spoken between us for several minutes, as dusk sets in, lengthening the shadows.
"…I really screwed up back there, didn't I?" My voice is quiet, barely even audible among the rustling of leaves in the breeze.
I'm almost, but not quite shocked by his sudden outburst. "Idiot damne! How could you have done that? Mon dieu, you could have been killed!"
"I know…you don't have to rub it in." I'm tired, my voice unusually somber and serious. "I was so scared. Have you ever lost control like that, to have your Beast roaring inside your head, almost splitting your mind with its anger, with its pain and your own?" Even now an echo of that same pain flickers into my words.
"I guess I can't answer that," Oliver sighs, leaning against me gently. "Don't ever do that again. I don't know what I'll do if you're gone…"
I look down at him in surprise as he tilts his face up towards mine, clear amethyst eyes locked with my own sapphire ones. Something warm churns low in my stomach and I feel my face growing heated, blood rushing to my cheeks.
"Enrique…"
Impulse (his or mine or both of ours, I don't know.) Suddenly my lips are crushed against Oliver's, his arms snaking unobtrusively about my waist as I tangle my fingers in chartreuse strands of hair. Sweet, forbidden pleasure courses through me as he moans softly against my mouth before breaking the kiss.
I pull away gently, trying to regain both breath and coherent thought. Oliver's eyes are half-lidded and practically glazed with pleasure, a mix of confusion, delight, and…what? on his features. He seems to come back to reality with a quick shake of his head. "Did we just do what I thought we did?"
"Yeah." And it felt so…I don't know, right.
(And I've wanted to do it for years…)
"We're going to have to talk about this, aren't we?" Doubt creeps into his face, for a second, and mild fear.
Both vanish when I laugh and reply, "Yeah, I guess so," before pulling him into another kiss.
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Normally gentle eyes gleam crimson with fury as Unicolyon raises her head to neigh at her companion in the blackness.
"I can't BELIEVE you did that, you IDIOT!"
If it's even possible for emotion to show on the draconic features, it definitely does now – mutinous, shocked guilt, and the faint whisper of anger still stealing across Amphilyon's features.
"Well, it worked, didn't it?"
The Unicorn sighs. Fire is always such a wayward, violent Element, and has its own ways of coping. She, of the Earth, would never have thought of doing that to her knight, but then…
Well, the young blond warrior will at least make an effort to change his ways. She sighs again, still not totally over her panic (Bitbeastkillingmaster-whowouldhaveknown-whowouldhaveguessed-Ican'tbelieveit)
She turns for a moment to the window in the darkness through which she views their young knight-masters. With a faint snort of surprise, she glances guiltily back at the Hydra, before closing the opening with a small, secret smile.
She and Amphilyon will get over it, soon enough, as Bitbeasts always do.
And, it seems, so shall their knights.
~.-owari-.~
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A/N: Hey! I did the Uni & Amphy scene!
(Little voices in brain: I can't believe I wrote this fic…)
Yes, I'm deranged and obsessed with this pairing. This fic is screwed anyway, since there was a brownout in the middle of this particular episode. Pretend, for the story's sake. (Yes, the plot is twisted and odd and very different from the actual show's. But that's me!)
(Enrique: I don't mind it at all.
Oliver: Me neither.
Maroku: *rowr!* Me neitha!)
This is why I haven't finished the next chapter of Return. I was temporarily brain-dead-
(Jorntil: Aren't you always?
Jiaan: … -_-;
Robert: Write one for me.
Johnny: And me.)
And when my mind came back, it had this cute, demented thing in it. No, Robert and Johnny, I can't. Too bad.
I need a little help, too. I know who I'm going to pair Johnny with in my other fic, but who will I pair Robert with? I'm putting in the Demolition Boys, Bladebreakers, and the other Majestics, but the choices are basically limited to Ian, Spencer, Bryan, OR I can add another OC and make people mad at me, OR attempt (and fail miserably) to write in a different team. Your choice! Or maybe I'll just make it simple and pair him with Bryan. It's possible…hmm….
(Robert: Eeep.)
