Through The Darkness Falling 6/?
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.
[…] Denotes thoughts
Pride and Stubbornness
I had been walking quickly for ten minutes by the time I realized that I had no idea where I was going. I am sure seeing a human storming down various streets followed closely by the Entil'zha and her aide caused quite a reaction to the Minbari that saw it. I ignored the greetings coming from many directions aimed at both Delenn and myself and continued to walk aimlessly through Ar'dah'tre.
Keeping my composure proved to be difficult when all I wanted to do was find somewhere quiet and scream until my throat was hoarse. When I stopped to look at my surroundings, Delenn took the opportunity to lead me by the arm and walked us into the center of commerce for Ar'dah'tre. As Delenn led me through the marketplace, she tried to speak to me about Neroon's outburst.
"Marcus, I am sure that Neroon did not mean to say what he did." Delenn tried to reassure me in her soft-spoken way. "He was simply hurt that we had manipulated him the way we did."
[I must look worse than I feel if Delenn has appointed herself Neroon's champion. If I wasn't so miserable I am sure that that thought would be enough to amuse me for days.]
"He meant every word." I answered tersely, looking inconsolably around the storefronts. "And he wouldn't be wrong, not really."
"We both know you are in love with Neroon." Lennier interrupted harshly, of as harshly as Lennier is able. "You would never marry someone out of a misplaced sense of duty."
"Of course not!" I agreed whole-heartedly. "Now if only that prat would realize it." I said mumbling under my breath. "I am not talking about that however."
"Then what?" Delenn asked curiously.
"I did intentionally manipulate him, whether my intentions were noble of not, that is no excuse. I should never have done it."
"Whether or not that is the case, you did not act alone, and we must each move on and accept events we cannot change. The fact remains that we must deal with the consequences of our actions." Delenn acknowledged. "Even though you are justifiably angry at both Neroon and yourself, you must return to his estate before this situation becomes irredeemable.
"I cannot, especially after what he thinks of me." I answered, shocked at the very suggestion that I put myself back into a situation with someone who looks upon me as a whore. The idea of going back to Neroon's home was not a pleasant prospect. I had very little notion of where Neroon and I stood, and for the present at least had no desire to find out.
"Marcus, think this through." Lennier added gently, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You are bonded to Neroon, a lifelong commitment. You cannot simply walk away from that."
I was about to respond that I very well could do just that, if only to spite the bugger, when Delenn spoke before I got the chance.
"Besides the fact that you are in love with each other-"
"How do you know?" I asked abruptly, interrupting Delenn in the process in my incredulity. "Someone who was in love with me wouldn't have accused me of… what he did."
"Perhaps." Delenn acknowledged. "However he though that you had betrayed his trust in a most heinous way. He lashed out at you in his anger, trying to hurt you as you hurt him."
"That's no excuse, and I think he believes what he said to be true." I answered sulkily, glaring off into the distance.
"Somehow I think once he calms down he will realize he was in error. It is, after all, obvious to anyone who bothers to look that you two care deeply for each other. Frankly, the only reason I gave my blessing to this bonding so readily was because Neroon obviously made you happy." Delenn explained seriously. "You have had precious little happiness in your life Marcus. Will you throw it away so easily once you have found it?"
"It is somewhat more complicated that that." I groused, angry with myself for even listening to her.
"Only as complicated as you make it." Delenn retorted softly. "I am not saying if will be easy, but you two are the most stubborn men I have ever met. Between the two of you, I am sure you will eventually work it out. Besides, if you cannot take the first step for yourself, think of Minbar."
"Delenn." I said warningly, not in the mood for her to turn diplomat and convince me reconciliation with Neroon was in the best interests on Minbar.
"Hush Marcus, and let me speak." Delenn ordered looking thoughtful. "You will still need to work together regardless, whether you are living together or not. If you stay in Neroon's home, his servants will guard the secret and it will be easier to keep up pretenses with the other Minbari. I am not saying that you need to make up, but working together in such close quarters will give each of you the time to cool off and think things through while still seeing each other daily. Events will most likely work themselves out in time."
I thought over what she said and was forced to agree with her assessment of the situation. Although I wasn't convinced Neroon and I would ever 'kiss and make up' her solution did seem in the best interests of all involved.
"Alright, I will try it your way, but for Neroon's sake let's hope he doesn't aggravate me more than he's already done. I won't be held responsible for my actions if he angers me further."
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.
[…] Denotes thoughts
Pride and Stubbornness
I had been walking quickly for ten minutes by the time I realized that I had no idea where I was going. I am sure seeing a human storming down various streets followed closely by the Entil'zha and her aide caused quite a reaction to the Minbari that saw it. I ignored the greetings coming from many directions aimed at both Delenn and myself and continued to walk aimlessly through Ar'dah'tre.
Keeping my composure proved to be difficult when all I wanted to do was find somewhere quiet and scream until my throat was hoarse. When I stopped to look at my surroundings, Delenn took the opportunity to lead me by the arm and walked us into the center of commerce for Ar'dah'tre. As Delenn led me through the marketplace, she tried to speak to me about Neroon's outburst.
"Marcus, I am sure that Neroon did not mean to say what he did." Delenn tried to reassure me in her soft-spoken way. "He was simply hurt that we had manipulated him the way we did."
[I must look worse than I feel if Delenn has appointed herself Neroon's champion. If I wasn't so miserable I am sure that that thought would be enough to amuse me for days.]
"He meant every word." I answered tersely, looking inconsolably around the storefronts. "And he wouldn't be wrong, not really."
"We both know you are in love with Neroon." Lennier interrupted harshly, of as harshly as Lennier is able. "You would never marry someone out of a misplaced sense of duty."
"Of course not!" I agreed whole-heartedly. "Now if only that prat would realize it." I said mumbling under my breath. "I am not talking about that however."
"Then what?" Delenn asked curiously.
"I did intentionally manipulate him, whether my intentions were noble of not, that is no excuse. I should never have done it."
"Whether or not that is the case, you did not act alone, and we must each move on and accept events we cannot change. The fact remains that we must deal with the consequences of our actions." Delenn acknowledged. "Even though you are justifiably angry at both Neroon and yourself, you must return to his estate before this situation becomes irredeemable.
"I cannot, especially after what he thinks of me." I answered, shocked at the very suggestion that I put myself back into a situation with someone who looks upon me as a whore. The idea of going back to Neroon's home was not a pleasant prospect. I had very little notion of where Neroon and I stood, and for the present at least had no desire to find out.
"Marcus, think this through." Lennier added gently, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You are bonded to Neroon, a lifelong commitment. You cannot simply walk away from that."
I was about to respond that I very well could do just that, if only to spite the bugger, when Delenn spoke before I got the chance.
"Besides the fact that you are in love with each other-"
"How do you know?" I asked abruptly, interrupting Delenn in the process in my incredulity. "Someone who was in love with me wouldn't have accused me of… what he did."
"Perhaps." Delenn acknowledged. "However he though that you had betrayed his trust in a most heinous way. He lashed out at you in his anger, trying to hurt you as you hurt him."
"That's no excuse, and I think he believes what he said to be true." I answered sulkily, glaring off into the distance.
"Somehow I think once he calms down he will realize he was in error. It is, after all, obvious to anyone who bothers to look that you two care deeply for each other. Frankly, the only reason I gave my blessing to this bonding so readily was because Neroon obviously made you happy." Delenn explained seriously. "You have had precious little happiness in your life Marcus. Will you throw it away so easily once you have found it?"
"It is somewhat more complicated that that." I groused, angry with myself for even listening to her.
"Only as complicated as you make it." Delenn retorted softly. "I am not saying if will be easy, but you two are the most stubborn men I have ever met. Between the two of you, I am sure you will eventually work it out. Besides, if you cannot take the first step for yourself, think of Minbar."
"Delenn." I said warningly, not in the mood for her to turn diplomat and convince me reconciliation with Neroon was in the best interests on Minbar.
"Hush Marcus, and let me speak." Delenn ordered looking thoughtful. "You will still need to work together regardless, whether you are living together or not. If you stay in Neroon's home, his servants will guard the secret and it will be easier to keep up pretenses with the other Minbari. I am not saying that you need to make up, but working together in such close quarters will give each of you the time to cool off and think things through while still seeing each other daily. Events will most likely work themselves out in time."
I thought over what she said and was forced to agree with her assessment of the situation. Although I wasn't convinced Neroon and I would ever 'kiss and make up' her solution did seem in the best interests of all involved.
"Alright, I will try it your way, but for Neroon's sake let's hope he doesn't aggravate me more than he's already done. I won't be held responsible for my actions if he angers me further."