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.
Oh and deamon water is a rejuvenating agent that acts as a poision for other living things.
Triangles can be fun
Chapter 9
"Iteee.." Kharl whined causing Garfakcy to roll his eyes.
"Kharl-sama if you hadn't been so intent on the door this would never have happened," the younger lectured.
Currently they where in one of the many studies by the alchemist's private room. A once white towel was over the shorter man's knee as he sat next to his benefactor with scalpel, tweezers and disinfecting alcohol. Yokai had a phenomenal recovery rate, but that was also part of the problem. Rath's trample had scratched and ground a lot of boot grit in wounds. His skin was starting to heal over it and the resulting infection could sicken even the strongest yokai.
Garfakcy wiped the blood and grit from the tweezers. "What are we going to do about the creature?"
Kharl sighed careful not to move the arm the younger man was working on. "It will not be able to feed off of the servants. They don't have a true awareness. As long as we are careful and know one is left alone too long. Then everything should be fine." The light haired man glared out the window, "But once the knights are no longer under foot I'll whip up something special just for it."
Garfakcy felt a sudden chill and the look wasn't even directed at him. And for that he was glad.
In a sudden change of mood Kharl looks towards the sky, "But they do look good together."
"What?" the smaller one pauses, "what are you talking about now Kharl-sama?"
"Those three knights, they look so complete with each other," the taller man looks down with watery pleading eyes, "I want that too. Can you find me somebody Garfakcy?"
The shorted human blushed in embarrassment and with a frown dumped more disinfecting alcohol onto the new cuts.
"Iteeee.."
~~ Across the castle way ~~
Thatz didn't know when he got out of the bed that he last remembered, but now he was at the top of some tower stairs. A soft step behind him alerted him to Rune's presence only a step behind.
"Where are we?" Rune asked seeming to wake up as well.
"I don't kn.." my voice froze in my throat. Rath was a little to close to that wall for my liking, especially in this wind.
My elf friend pushed past me, "Rath," the fire knight climbed up on the stones, "Please get down Rath you're making us nervous." The water knight's voice wavered, "Just come back here, away for the edge."
Rath either couldn't hear Rune or was ignoring him. Rath had never ignored either of them. Something was wrong.
Thatz joined the voice of reason, "Come on down buddy." The earth knight stepped forward cautiously and his dark haired knight took off his sword.
Dread welled up nearly smothering him, but the last straw was when Rath look over his shoulder towards them. He looked so alone and in such pain. Thatz put all his emotion in his voice he had to get that boy of the ledge, "RATH GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!"
Rath half stumbled half jumped back the two standing knights sighed in relief. The other whipped around his ruby eyes darting around madly. Were they dead and just didn't know it?
"But you'll be better off without me," he protested from a knelling position. His eyes not resting on there flight, "Kharl will help you and you'll both be fine." The dark head hung it on self-disappointed shame
"But how can we be fine without you?" Rune said half pleading half soothing. The elf knelt next to the distraught knight and managed to hug him, but his arms passed through the other. Thatz and Rune looked to each other, what was going on here?
As Rath grabbed his sword and ran past them back through the only door Thatz growled. This had to be some sick game or dream there was now way that they were dead or cursed. "Come on Rune," he reached out to help the blond up, "he said something about that fairy killer Kharl. And we need some ans.." The instant there hands touched they where some where else.
Thatz gasped, his heart still racing from the dream. Yea it had to be a dream he was now in a bed now right? The stirring warmth beside him drew his attention to the other occupant of the bed whom was still half curled on top of him. The ex-thief couldn't hide the blush but hoped that Rune would pass it off as something else.
~~ On the tower ~~
The Dragon Knight of Fire stood pulling himself onto the low stonewall. This was for the best after all. He had only wanted to be of help to those he cared about and came to love, but the base desires that arose. Those feelings can only be described as demonic. Humans, dragons, especially not elves had these feelings.
As he look out over the vast surrounding wilderness the blue lake in the distance brought Rune's face to his mind. The elf surely didn't deserved to have his beauty tainted inside and out. Oh what the water knight must think of him now, and what he must have told Thatz. Those two could always speak about anything, especially to each other. Rath envied that and was happy for them at the same time. What sorrow, if any, his death would cause the two could handle it together. They didn't need him.
He carefully put the lord's sword to the side. No point in ruining a perfectly good blade that could still kill a few demons. Taking one last look into the depth of the castles he wished the best for the pair.
Crouching Rath made ready to jump, the more velocity he could gain the better chance he had of being killed in the fall itself. A sudden shout made him jump back instead, "Rath get you ass over here!" The startled knight whipped around on his knees to find the parapet empty. Thatz?
"But you'll be better off without me," he protested. He was hearing voices now that had to be it, "Kharl will help you and you'll both be fine."
Suddenly a cool feeling washed over him, just like when he touched Rune. And with that calm came clarity, Kharl was a double-edged sword at best. Without him there the alchemist had free reign over the lives of two very ill dragon knights. Filled with a different kind of panic he snatched up his sword and dove back into the castle. He needed to live at least a little while longer. Once Rune and Thatz were out of danger he could deal with himself.
~~ 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.
Oh and deamon water is a rejuvenating agent that acts as a poision for other living things.
Triangles can be fun
Chapter 9
"Iteee.." Kharl whined causing Garfakcy to roll his eyes.
"Kharl-sama if you hadn't been so intent on the door this would never have happened," the younger lectured.
Currently they where in one of the many studies by the alchemist's private room. A once white towel was over the shorter man's knee as he sat next to his benefactor with scalpel, tweezers and disinfecting alcohol. Yokai had a phenomenal recovery rate, but that was also part of the problem. Rath's trample had scratched and ground a lot of boot grit in wounds. His skin was starting to heal over it and the resulting infection could sicken even the strongest yokai.
Garfakcy wiped the blood and grit from the tweezers. "What are we going to do about the creature?"
Kharl sighed careful not to move the arm the younger man was working on. "It will not be able to feed off of the servants. They don't have a true awareness. As long as we are careful and know one is left alone too long. Then everything should be fine." The light haired man glared out the window, "But once the knights are no longer under foot I'll whip up something special just for it."
Garfakcy felt a sudden chill and the look wasn't even directed at him. And for that he was glad.
In a sudden change of mood Kharl looks towards the sky, "But they do look good together."
"What?" the smaller one pauses, "what are you talking about now Kharl-sama?"
"Those three knights, they look so complete with each other," the taller man looks down with watery pleading eyes, "I want that too. Can you find me somebody Garfakcy?"
The shorted human blushed in embarrassment and with a frown dumped more disinfecting alcohol onto the new cuts.
"Iteeee.."
~~ Across the castle way ~~
Thatz didn't know when he got out of the bed that he last remembered, but now he was at the top of some tower stairs. A soft step behind him alerted him to Rune's presence only a step behind.
"Where are we?" Rune asked seeming to wake up as well.
"I don't kn.." my voice froze in my throat. Rath was a little to close to that wall for my liking, especially in this wind.
My elf friend pushed past me, "Rath," the fire knight climbed up on the stones, "Please get down Rath you're making us nervous." The water knight's voice wavered, "Just come back here, away for the edge."
Rath either couldn't hear Rune or was ignoring him. Rath had never ignored either of them. Something was wrong.
Thatz joined the voice of reason, "Come on down buddy." The earth knight stepped forward cautiously and his dark haired knight took off his sword.
Dread welled up nearly smothering him, but the last straw was when Rath look over his shoulder towards them. He looked so alone and in such pain. Thatz put all his emotion in his voice he had to get that boy of the ledge, "RATH GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!"
Rath half stumbled half jumped back the two standing knights sighed in relief. The other whipped around his ruby eyes darting around madly. Were they dead and just didn't know it?
"But you'll be better off without me," he protested from a knelling position. His eyes not resting on there flight, "Kharl will help you and you'll both be fine." The dark head hung it on self-disappointed shame
"But how can we be fine without you?" Rune said half pleading half soothing. The elf knelt next to the distraught knight and managed to hug him, but his arms passed through the other. Thatz and Rune looked to each other, what was going on here?
As Rath grabbed his sword and ran past them back through the only door Thatz growled. This had to be some sick game or dream there was now way that they were dead or cursed. "Come on Rune," he reached out to help the blond up, "he said something about that fairy killer Kharl. And we need some ans.." The instant there hands touched they where some where else.
Thatz gasped, his heart still racing from the dream. Yea it had to be a dream he was now in a bed now right? The stirring warmth beside him drew his attention to the other occupant of the bed whom was still half curled on top of him. The ex-thief couldn't hide the blush but hoped that Rune would pass it off as something else.
~~ On the tower ~~
The Dragon Knight of Fire stood pulling himself onto the low stonewall. This was for the best after all. He had only wanted to be of help to those he cared about and came to love, but the base desires that arose. Those feelings can only be described as demonic. Humans, dragons, especially not elves had these feelings.
As he look out over the vast surrounding wilderness the blue lake in the distance brought Rune's face to his mind. The elf surely didn't deserved to have his beauty tainted inside and out. Oh what the water knight must think of him now, and what he must have told Thatz. Those two could always speak about anything, especially to each other. Rath envied that and was happy for them at the same time. What sorrow, if any, his death would cause the two could handle it together. They didn't need him.
He carefully put the lord's sword to the side. No point in ruining a perfectly good blade that could still kill a few demons. Taking one last look into the depth of the castles he wished the best for the pair.
Crouching Rath made ready to jump, the more velocity he could gain the better chance he had of being killed in the fall itself. A sudden shout made him jump back instead, "Rath get you ass over here!" The startled knight whipped around on his knees to find the parapet empty. Thatz?
"But you'll be better off without me," he protested. He was hearing voices now that had to be it, "Kharl will help you and you'll both be fine."
Suddenly a cool feeling washed over him, just like when he touched Rune. And with that calm came clarity, Kharl was a double-edged sword at best. Without him there the alchemist had free reign over the lives of two very ill dragon knights. Filled with a different kind of panic he snatched up his sword and dove back into the castle. He needed to live at least a little while longer. Once Rune and Thatz were out of danger he could deal with himself.
~~ TBC ~~