Through The Darkness Falling 19/?
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
A Discussion in the Shower
I woke the next morning to find Neroon leaning on an elbow staring at me. I looked at him sleepily, before nuzzling back into the pillow and ignoring him. He laughed at my morning habit, knowing full well that I was not a morning person even under the best of circumstances.
"We must rise Marcus." Neroon murmured softly, rubbing my back. "The council is waiting for us."
"It's too early, Neroon." I whined. "Let me sleep."
"We must discuss what to tell the others about what happened." Neroon continued as if I hadn't spoken.
"I already told them all they need to know." I answered huffily sitting up in bed. "The rest is none of their business."
"It is very much their business. When the Craedem attacked you they dishonored the whole Warrior Caste. They are very much in their right to defend it and you." Neroon explained getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom. He left the door open and I followed soon thereafter. I stepped in the shower and silently began to wash Neroon's back. I wasn't too keen on telling the rest of the Minbari about what happened. Frankly I didn't think it was their business and didn't want Neroon to start a war on my account. "I will not tell them anything you do not want them to know, but they will still insist on capturing the Craedem. However whether you tell the others is up to you."
"There must be some other way of resolving this without fighting." I stated softly.
"Is this the same Marcus Cole who united the clans in a rescue mission involving fighting through all of Shakiri's forces?" Neroon asked incredulously.
"The very same." I answered, smirking at Neroon's stunned expression. As the water fell around us I thought for a few seconds before I began speaking, trying to compose my erratic thoughts. "However this situation is different from the one involving Shakiri."
"How so?" Neroon questioned while rubbing soap on my shoulders. "Salic kidnapped you and you were harmed while in his care. Would you now stop me from defending your honor as you have done for me in the past?"
"Of course not, but it wasn't Salic who hurt me." I reminded him gently. "I wasn't beaten or whipped while in his care and the injuries I did suffer were minor in comparison."
"You were almost raped, Marcus." Neroon growled in fury, momentarily tightening his hold on my shoulders before caressing in the same gesture.
"I remember." I answered caustically. "However it was Macarle that attacked me, and although I would love for you to knock Salic down a peg or three it is not worth starting a war over either."
"You were captured under Salic's orders and were injured while in his care." Neroon countered heatedly.
"Yes, however no matter what else Salic is, he is an honorable man. While I spoke to him he treated me civilly and made sure I was well taken care of. It is not his fault that a guard attacked me in the night."
"That honorable man was willing to kill you just to prove a point about our unsuitability to lead."
"As I recall, you were willing to do the same thing. You thought you were doing what was best for your people, but you were still prepared to kill Delenn to do it." I reminded him gently. This gave him pause but before he could respond I continued. "That does not make you any less honorable, but do you not think it is possible that Salic believes, as you did, that he knows what is best for his people?"
Just as Neroon opened his mouth to answer me the chiming of the door interrupted us. We quickly rinsed off and dressed, walking out into the sitting room and calling for entrance. Maiko walked into the room glaring in my direction momentarily before addressing Neroon.
"Satai, a message has been sent from the Craedem. The other clan leaders and elders are awaiting your presence before viewing the message."
"Very well, Maiko. Thank you." Neroon acknowledged. "Tell the others that we'll be there shortly."
"Of course Satai." Maiko agreed before leaving the room.
Neroon and I finished dressing in silence while I thought about what Neroon said to me. I hoped that there was some way to prevent the fight I saw coming, but I feared it was inevitable. I straightened my shoulders and followed Neroon from the room solemnly, walking to the future in a firm resolve to do everything in my power to protect 'my' people from destruction.
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
A Discussion in the Shower
I woke the next morning to find Neroon leaning on an elbow staring at me. I looked at him sleepily, before nuzzling back into the pillow and ignoring him. He laughed at my morning habit, knowing full well that I was not a morning person even under the best of circumstances.
"We must rise Marcus." Neroon murmured softly, rubbing my back. "The council is waiting for us."
"It's too early, Neroon." I whined. "Let me sleep."
"We must discuss what to tell the others about what happened." Neroon continued as if I hadn't spoken.
"I already told them all they need to know." I answered huffily sitting up in bed. "The rest is none of their business."
"It is very much their business. When the Craedem attacked you they dishonored the whole Warrior Caste. They are very much in their right to defend it and you." Neroon explained getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom. He left the door open and I followed soon thereafter. I stepped in the shower and silently began to wash Neroon's back. I wasn't too keen on telling the rest of the Minbari about what happened. Frankly I didn't think it was their business and didn't want Neroon to start a war on my account. "I will not tell them anything you do not want them to know, but they will still insist on capturing the Craedem. However whether you tell the others is up to you."
"There must be some other way of resolving this without fighting." I stated softly.
"Is this the same Marcus Cole who united the clans in a rescue mission involving fighting through all of Shakiri's forces?" Neroon asked incredulously.
"The very same." I answered, smirking at Neroon's stunned expression. As the water fell around us I thought for a few seconds before I began speaking, trying to compose my erratic thoughts. "However this situation is different from the one involving Shakiri."
"How so?" Neroon questioned while rubbing soap on my shoulders. "Salic kidnapped you and you were harmed while in his care. Would you now stop me from defending your honor as you have done for me in the past?"
"Of course not, but it wasn't Salic who hurt me." I reminded him gently. "I wasn't beaten or whipped while in his care and the injuries I did suffer were minor in comparison."
"You were almost raped, Marcus." Neroon growled in fury, momentarily tightening his hold on my shoulders before caressing in the same gesture.
"I remember." I answered caustically. "However it was Macarle that attacked me, and although I would love for you to knock Salic down a peg or three it is not worth starting a war over either."
"You were captured under Salic's orders and were injured while in his care." Neroon countered heatedly.
"Yes, however no matter what else Salic is, he is an honorable man. While I spoke to him he treated me civilly and made sure I was well taken care of. It is not his fault that a guard attacked me in the night."
"That honorable man was willing to kill you just to prove a point about our unsuitability to lead."
"As I recall, you were willing to do the same thing. You thought you were doing what was best for your people, but you were still prepared to kill Delenn to do it." I reminded him gently. This gave him pause but before he could respond I continued. "That does not make you any less honorable, but do you not think it is possible that Salic believes, as you did, that he knows what is best for his people?"
Just as Neroon opened his mouth to answer me the chiming of the door interrupted us. We quickly rinsed off and dressed, walking out into the sitting room and calling for entrance. Maiko walked into the room glaring in my direction momentarily before addressing Neroon.
"Satai, a message has been sent from the Craedem. The other clan leaders and elders are awaiting your presence before viewing the message."
"Very well, Maiko. Thank you." Neroon acknowledged. "Tell the others that we'll be there shortly."
"Of course Satai." Maiko agreed before leaving the room.
Neroon and I finished dressing in silence while I thought about what Neroon said to me. I hoped that there was some way to prevent the fight I saw coming, but I feared it was inevitable. I straightened my shoulders and followed Neroon from the room solemnly, walking to the future in a firm resolve to do everything in my power to protect 'my' people from destruction.