WARNING: this is a YAOI fic as it maleXmale relationships and if you don't like that then buzz off.
Oh and I don't own Dragon Knights I'm just using them to fulfill my own sick fantasy. Hey, at least I addmit it.
Note * I'm trying cliffhangers in this one *
Triangles can be fun
Chapter 7
Thatz woke to a jarring pain in his head. Gritting his teeth he rolled on his side looking towards the door of his room. He briefly wondered how he got there, when he noticed a small head poking around the open door. It was a black shaggy haired puppy with the biggest and the saddest gold eyes the ex-thief had ever seen. His heart went out to the shivering ball of fur.
Smiling despite the pain, he held out his hand, "Come here," he coaxed gently. "I'm not going to hurt you." Slowly the small creature approached him. Once it was within reach he slowly extended his hand so it could get his scent. He kept a slow pace as to not startled the pup as well as not to aggravate the current pulsing pain in his head. Thatz picked the fuzzy thing up and settled it in his lap. It glanced around nervously at first, but soon relaxed.
As it rested the Dragon Knight of Earth began growing tired.
~~ Back at the sitting room ~~
Rath stormed out the door refusing that it had to be this way. There must be something he wasn't seeing.
"Kharl-sama," Garfakcy whispered harshly. Once the knight had left, it gave him a chance to confront the alchemist.
His feather haired benefactor blinked innocently at him, "Yes Garfakcy?"
"I told you to get rid of that abomination 40 years ago."
"Abomination?" the older one echoed.
"That little draining creature you made that feeds off a persons consciousness, that abomination," Garfakcy clarified.
The immortal demon slapped his palm to his forehead, "and I guess it's lose?"
Garfakcy just nodded, angry beyond words at how calmly Kharl was taking this. The last time it was out the creature put Garfakcy in a ten-year coma. Personally he hated the thing and he would rather have died instead of the humiliation of being in a coma. There was no telling how much putting the knights in a coma was going to affect the taller man's plan.
"My destroyer pair obviously failed," Kharl said half to himself, "Come on Garfakcy we have to save those goody two shoes knights from themselves."
~~ In the corridors above ~~
Rath paused in the hallway, on one side was Rune's room with Thatz's on the other. The dark haired knight had hardly begun debating to himself who he should see first when Thatz's energy started to dip.
Rath burst into the room, sword at the ready, to see Thatz unconscious slumped back with a hand draped over something in his lap. Ruby eyes narrowed on the matted hairy ball and struck. The tip of his blade whistled as it caught the ball at just the right angle to flick it out of his love's arms and into the open.
Thatz moaned drawing Rath's eye for the smallest instant. But when he looked back to the hairball, there was a yellow sacred. It looked up at him with pleading eyes and before the name Cesia finished appearing in his thoughts he knew what the thing was doing. "Damn manipulators," he cursed, the fire knight had had more than his share of the type. His following lung was dodged and with a hiss the creature bolted through the open door.
A glance back at the slumped figure in the bed assured Rath that Thatz was recovering. Making sure to close the door fully behind himself he dashed across the hall.
~~ In Rune's room a few minutes earlier ~~
The elf sat in nearly suffocating fear, nearly blind in every sense. He sat still pulling up his courage to leave the room when he heard a door slam close by, followed with the unforgettable whittle of and angry sword.
There was no way that could have been Rath or Thatz, unless something had happened. So with quick silent steps he made his way to the door and hefted the iron candle stand he had found by the window. Just as he was about to feel out to see if he was by the right side of the door, it suddenly flew open. In panic the water knight swung.
The crash of metal was deafening. The simple iron shattered lightning the vibrating base he still held as pieces slashed his cheek. The first thing he heard after that almost made him cry in relief, "Rune ,god, are you alright?" it was Rath's voice.
Taking in the blurry sight of one to the two he trusted most, Rune wrapped his arms securely around Rath ignoring the sword the other still held as it bit into his arm. The elf was pushed away and sighed to himself, why couldn't it have been a little longer. Just a little.
"Gezz now you're bleeding even more," Rath said sheathing his sword and shifting his hands through his pockets.
"Even more?" Rune echoed remembering the pain in his upper arm. A neat few inches were sliced and already had a trickle going to the floor.
After securing the door Rath cleaned and dressed his arm and then lifted a cloth towards the elf's face. Rune flinched when the rough cloth came in contact with a raw spot on his cheek.
"Sorry," Rath whispered. From his kneeling position in front of Rune, who was sitting, the water knight could fell the others heart beat against his knees.
"It's okay," Rune whispered just as softly. Grateful to have the company and awake enough to enjoy the attention. He leaned forward to give Rath easier access. And as he did so Rath's pulse quickened, now it was his turned to be concerned. Turning his head just a tiny bit he felt warm breath on his wet cheek. When did he get so close? "Are you okay?" he asked in scarcely a puff of breath that blew over the other's lips. His indrawn breath wrapped his senses in spice and light musk.
Now the elf's heart found a swifter rhythm. Could he possibly?
~~ TBC ~~
Oh and I don't own Dragon Knights I'm just using them to fulfill my own sick fantasy. Hey, at least I addmit it.
Note * I'm trying cliffhangers in this one *
Triangles can be fun
Chapter 7
Thatz woke to a jarring pain in his head. Gritting his teeth he rolled on his side looking towards the door of his room. He briefly wondered how he got there, when he noticed a small head poking around the open door. It was a black shaggy haired puppy with the biggest and the saddest gold eyes the ex-thief had ever seen. His heart went out to the shivering ball of fur.
Smiling despite the pain, he held out his hand, "Come here," he coaxed gently. "I'm not going to hurt you." Slowly the small creature approached him. Once it was within reach he slowly extended his hand so it could get his scent. He kept a slow pace as to not startled the pup as well as not to aggravate the current pulsing pain in his head. Thatz picked the fuzzy thing up and settled it in his lap. It glanced around nervously at first, but soon relaxed.
As it rested the Dragon Knight of Earth began growing tired.
~~ Back at the sitting room ~~
Rath stormed out the door refusing that it had to be this way. There must be something he wasn't seeing.
"Kharl-sama," Garfakcy whispered harshly. Once the knight had left, it gave him a chance to confront the alchemist.
His feather haired benefactor blinked innocently at him, "Yes Garfakcy?"
"I told you to get rid of that abomination 40 years ago."
"Abomination?" the older one echoed.
"That little draining creature you made that feeds off a persons consciousness, that abomination," Garfakcy clarified.
The immortal demon slapped his palm to his forehead, "and I guess it's lose?"
Garfakcy just nodded, angry beyond words at how calmly Kharl was taking this. The last time it was out the creature put Garfakcy in a ten-year coma. Personally he hated the thing and he would rather have died instead of the humiliation of being in a coma. There was no telling how much putting the knights in a coma was going to affect the taller man's plan.
"My destroyer pair obviously failed," Kharl said half to himself, "Come on Garfakcy we have to save those goody two shoes knights from themselves."
~~ In the corridors above ~~
Rath paused in the hallway, on one side was Rune's room with Thatz's on the other. The dark haired knight had hardly begun debating to himself who he should see first when Thatz's energy started to dip.
Rath burst into the room, sword at the ready, to see Thatz unconscious slumped back with a hand draped over something in his lap. Ruby eyes narrowed on the matted hairy ball and struck. The tip of his blade whistled as it caught the ball at just the right angle to flick it out of his love's arms and into the open.
Thatz moaned drawing Rath's eye for the smallest instant. But when he looked back to the hairball, there was a yellow sacred. It looked up at him with pleading eyes and before the name Cesia finished appearing in his thoughts he knew what the thing was doing. "Damn manipulators," he cursed, the fire knight had had more than his share of the type. His following lung was dodged and with a hiss the creature bolted through the open door.
A glance back at the slumped figure in the bed assured Rath that Thatz was recovering. Making sure to close the door fully behind himself he dashed across the hall.
~~ In Rune's room a few minutes earlier ~~
The elf sat in nearly suffocating fear, nearly blind in every sense. He sat still pulling up his courage to leave the room when he heard a door slam close by, followed with the unforgettable whittle of and angry sword.
There was no way that could have been Rath or Thatz, unless something had happened. So with quick silent steps he made his way to the door and hefted the iron candle stand he had found by the window. Just as he was about to feel out to see if he was by the right side of the door, it suddenly flew open. In panic the water knight swung.
The crash of metal was deafening. The simple iron shattered lightning the vibrating base he still held as pieces slashed his cheek. The first thing he heard after that almost made him cry in relief, "Rune ,god, are you alright?" it was Rath's voice.
Taking in the blurry sight of one to the two he trusted most, Rune wrapped his arms securely around Rath ignoring the sword the other still held as it bit into his arm. The elf was pushed away and sighed to himself, why couldn't it have been a little longer. Just a little.
"Gezz now you're bleeding even more," Rath said sheathing his sword and shifting his hands through his pockets.
"Even more?" Rune echoed remembering the pain in his upper arm. A neat few inches were sliced and already had a trickle going to the floor.
After securing the door Rath cleaned and dressed his arm and then lifted a cloth towards the elf's face. Rune flinched when the rough cloth came in contact with a raw spot on his cheek.
"Sorry," Rath whispered. From his kneeling position in front of Rune, who was sitting, the water knight could fell the others heart beat against his knees.
"It's okay," Rune whispered just as softly. Grateful to have the company and awake enough to enjoy the attention. He leaned forward to give Rath easier access. And as he did so Rath's pulse quickened, now it was his turned to be concerned. Turning his head just a tiny bit he felt warm breath on his wet cheek. When did he get so close? "Are you okay?" he asked in scarcely a puff of breath that blew over the other's lips. His indrawn breath wrapped his senses in spice and light musk.
Now the elf's heart found a swifter rhythm. Could he possibly?
~~ TBC ~~