Through The Darkness Falling 5/?
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Authors note #2: Sorry for the wait between parts, but real life has gotten in the way. Hopefully I will be able to continue updating regularly. Thanks for the support. Enjoy.
[…] Denotes thoughts
Perfidy
Neroon played the room like the accomplished diplomat I knew him to be, graciously accepting congratulations on his new position, while keeping his emotions to himself for the most part. Delenn was doing much the same; although while Delenn's thoughts were a blank to me, I could tell that Neroon's anger was on a slow boil.
While I understood why he was angry with me, I wouldn't let him question my loyalty to him, like he was most likely apt to. The timing of these events was poor however, and the newness of our bonding would only cause further problems I was sure.
If Neroon weren't so bloody stubborn when it came to anything regarding Delenn he would have welcomed an alliance. Convincing him of that fact will prove to be difficult, especially when he gets in his 'impregnable warrior' mode.
"Let us depart." Neroon spoke directly in my ear causing a small shiver in response. He had a tight grip on my upper arm as we exited the hall, as if fearing I would try to run from him. [Not bloody likely!]
"Of course." I responded somewhat distractedly as I followed Delenn and her entourage out of the room.
We all walked in silence until we entered Neroon's estate and made our way to his private gardens. There we could be sure that we would get the necessary privacy. There was only one entrance into the stone garden and an impregnable courtyard surrounded the rest of the area.
I hadn't seen this particular part of his estate before and if the reason we were here now wasn't so severe, I would have marveled at the scenery more openly. Instead I cast covert glances at the lake and plant-life surrounding us, until both Delenn and Lennier were settled on a bench leaving Neroon and myself standing near each other.
Neroon started pacing back and forth in front of us and was cursing under his breath in an effort to control his temper. Lennier and I shared a quick look of apprehension before bringing our attention back to the formidable Minbari in front of us. Finally Neroon calmed down slightly and faced our way. He still looked furious but no longer murderous.
"I can understand why you would do something like this Delenn, after all by allying myself with you, you now have control over an unknown quantity of Minbari, namely myself and my supporters. By publicly supporting you I am honor-bound to keep my word." Neroon growled at Delenn, whose only response was to incline her head in agreement. "Although you would also forfeit much of your power internally, which you well know."
"But you," Neroon continued, looking disgustedly in my direction. "That you would go to these lengths to manipulate me, just to ensure an alliance with the Entil'zha."
"What are you-" I started to ask, confused at the level of Neroon's anger at the situation.
"You live for the One and die for the One, but I was unaware you also whore yourself for the One." Neroon snarled, stalking forward, thereby backing my up until my back hit a nearby tree.
I vaguely heard both Delenn and Lennier gasp in surprise and outrage but I was stunned that I merely stared at Neroon's furious countenance. It took me a few long moments to understand the implications of what Neroon just accused me, and even then I didn't know whether to beat his skull in with my bare hands or break down crying at his feet. Instead I furiously side stepped him and walked toward the exit, quickly followed by Delenn and Lennier. Before I could get there however Neroon caught up with me and stepped in front of my path. He kept a restraining hand on my arm to keep me in place, his face impassive as he stared at me. His grip was surprisingly gentle, but I did not notice this as I pulled myself from his grip.
"Whether this whole bonding was subterfuge you are still my mate." Neroon continued softly looking at me with an expression I couldn't begin to name on his face. He took a small step towards me, following when I stepped away.
"Are you planning on stopping me from leaving, Neroon?" I growled angrily barely keeping the suspicious shaking from my body.
"We need to discuss this." Neroon started resolutely. I merely continued to glare at his implacable face.
I snarled at him irately as he took a step closer and in a jerky movement extended my pike so that it was between the advancing Minbari and myself.
"I believe all that has needed to be said has been, now move out of my way." I hissed through clenched teeth, as Delenn and Lennier stood indecisively at my back.
"Will you really use that on me, Marcus?" Neroon asked sadly. I could barely keep my raging emotions in check as I looked at the man I loved. My grip tightened on my denn'bok warningly. If I didn't get away from Neroon as soon as possible I was afraid I would do something untenable.
"Only if you make me." I answered softly, ruthlessly keeping my face a blank mask, as I stared at him through anguished eyes.
Neroon continued to stare at me for a few charged moments before he bowed his head and silently moved aside, leaving a clear path for me to exit. I strode forward towards the exit without looking back ignoring the tears in my eyes, as I practically marched from the garden. Without looking back I left the estate, that I had come to call home over the last few days followed closely by Delenn and Lennier, who kept giving me concerned looks. Had I looked back I would have seen Neroon's normally proud figure, slumped in defeat watching me desolately as I left.
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Authors note #2: Sorry for the wait between parts, but real life has gotten in the way. Hopefully I will be able to continue updating regularly. Thanks for the support. Enjoy.
[…] Denotes thoughts
Perfidy
Neroon played the room like the accomplished diplomat I knew him to be, graciously accepting congratulations on his new position, while keeping his emotions to himself for the most part. Delenn was doing much the same; although while Delenn's thoughts were a blank to me, I could tell that Neroon's anger was on a slow boil.
While I understood why he was angry with me, I wouldn't let him question my loyalty to him, like he was most likely apt to. The timing of these events was poor however, and the newness of our bonding would only cause further problems I was sure.
If Neroon weren't so bloody stubborn when it came to anything regarding Delenn he would have welcomed an alliance. Convincing him of that fact will prove to be difficult, especially when he gets in his 'impregnable warrior' mode.
"Let us depart." Neroon spoke directly in my ear causing a small shiver in response. He had a tight grip on my upper arm as we exited the hall, as if fearing I would try to run from him. [Not bloody likely!]
"Of course." I responded somewhat distractedly as I followed Delenn and her entourage out of the room.
We all walked in silence until we entered Neroon's estate and made our way to his private gardens. There we could be sure that we would get the necessary privacy. There was only one entrance into the stone garden and an impregnable courtyard surrounded the rest of the area.
I hadn't seen this particular part of his estate before and if the reason we were here now wasn't so severe, I would have marveled at the scenery more openly. Instead I cast covert glances at the lake and plant-life surrounding us, until both Delenn and Lennier were settled on a bench leaving Neroon and myself standing near each other.
Neroon started pacing back and forth in front of us and was cursing under his breath in an effort to control his temper. Lennier and I shared a quick look of apprehension before bringing our attention back to the formidable Minbari in front of us. Finally Neroon calmed down slightly and faced our way. He still looked furious but no longer murderous.
"I can understand why you would do something like this Delenn, after all by allying myself with you, you now have control over an unknown quantity of Minbari, namely myself and my supporters. By publicly supporting you I am honor-bound to keep my word." Neroon growled at Delenn, whose only response was to incline her head in agreement. "Although you would also forfeit much of your power internally, which you well know."
"But you," Neroon continued, looking disgustedly in my direction. "That you would go to these lengths to manipulate me, just to ensure an alliance with the Entil'zha."
"What are you-" I started to ask, confused at the level of Neroon's anger at the situation.
"You live for the One and die for the One, but I was unaware you also whore yourself for the One." Neroon snarled, stalking forward, thereby backing my up until my back hit a nearby tree.
I vaguely heard both Delenn and Lennier gasp in surprise and outrage but I was stunned that I merely stared at Neroon's furious countenance. It took me a few long moments to understand the implications of what Neroon just accused me, and even then I didn't know whether to beat his skull in with my bare hands or break down crying at his feet. Instead I furiously side stepped him and walked toward the exit, quickly followed by Delenn and Lennier. Before I could get there however Neroon caught up with me and stepped in front of my path. He kept a restraining hand on my arm to keep me in place, his face impassive as he stared at me. His grip was surprisingly gentle, but I did not notice this as I pulled myself from his grip.
"Whether this whole bonding was subterfuge you are still my mate." Neroon continued softly looking at me with an expression I couldn't begin to name on his face. He took a small step towards me, following when I stepped away.
"Are you planning on stopping me from leaving, Neroon?" I growled angrily barely keeping the suspicious shaking from my body.
"We need to discuss this." Neroon started resolutely. I merely continued to glare at his implacable face.
I snarled at him irately as he took a step closer and in a jerky movement extended my pike so that it was between the advancing Minbari and myself.
"I believe all that has needed to be said has been, now move out of my way." I hissed through clenched teeth, as Delenn and Lennier stood indecisively at my back.
"Will you really use that on me, Marcus?" Neroon asked sadly. I could barely keep my raging emotions in check as I looked at the man I loved. My grip tightened on my denn'bok warningly. If I didn't get away from Neroon as soon as possible I was afraid I would do something untenable.
"Only if you make me." I answered softly, ruthlessly keeping my face a blank mask, as I stared at him through anguished eyes.
Neroon continued to stare at me for a few charged moments before he bowed his head and silently moved aside, leaving a clear path for me to exit. I strode forward towards the exit without looking back ignoring the tears in my eyes, as I practically marched from the garden. Without looking back I left the estate, that I had come to call home over the last few days followed closely by Delenn and Lennier, who kept giving me concerned looks. Had I looked back I would have seen Neroon's normally proud figure, slumped in defeat watching me desolately as I left.