Chapter Three: Earth, Wind, and Ice
"So, Touya... what did he say?" Jin asked quietly. The Ice Master didn't respond, merely continued to cry. Jin's pointy ears drooped with sadness for the one he loved. "Oh, come on, Touya, s'not so bad, really. The bastard didn't deserve you, anyway, come on, don't cry. Please, don't." The small demon's hand rubbed his friend's back soothingly, so that soon his crying ceased. "Here," Jin said kindly, and handed Touya a mug of Irish coffee. (For those who don't know, Irish coffee is laced with alcohol. Three average sized mugs of the stuff will knock an average teenager into slight, if not average, drunkeness.) Touya took a slight sip, grimaced.
"What's in this stuff?"
"Gin, scotch, brandy, and a slight dash of vodka."
"Oh." The ice demon downed the first cup. "Can I have some more?"
"'Course." Touya sipped at the second cup and eyed Jin. "You know, Touya, I'm here for ya if ya need me."
"I know." For some reason, that made him want to cry again. The master, exhausted from crying and slightly drunk after a fourth mug of laced coffee, was patiently led to his room and set down on his bed. He was asleep before his head it the pillow.
"Oh, Touya. If only you knew how much you mean to me..." From the doorway, unknown, Risho watched his oblivious friend and the one he loved.
Lot's of different pairs, here, hmm... it gets rather confusing unless you pay strict attention. Anyway, the chapters will be short, and they'll alternate main characters, but the plot will unfold, and histories will be revealed. So, read and review, please. And, no, not everyone is in love with Kurama or Malina, although the people who do love them are entangled in webs of love, lust, and lies... I don't know where that line came from, but it's pretty much true.
"So, Touya... what did he say?" Jin asked quietly. The Ice Master didn't respond, merely continued to cry. Jin's pointy ears drooped with sadness for the one he loved. "Oh, come on, Touya, s'not so bad, really. The bastard didn't deserve you, anyway, come on, don't cry. Please, don't." The small demon's hand rubbed his friend's back soothingly, so that soon his crying ceased. "Here," Jin said kindly, and handed Touya a mug of Irish coffee. (For those who don't know, Irish coffee is laced with alcohol. Three average sized mugs of the stuff will knock an average teenager into slight, if not average, drunkeness.) Touya took a slight sip, grimaced.
"What's in this stuff?"
"Gin, scotch, brandy, and a slight dash of vodka."
"Oh." The ice demon downed the first cup. "Can I have some more?"
"'Course." Touya sipped at the second cup and eyed Jin. "You know, Touya, I'm here for ya if ya need me."
"I know." For some reason, that made him want to cry again. The master, exhausted from crying and slightly drunk after a fourth mug of laced coffee, was patiently led to his room and set down on his bed. He was asleep before his head it the pillow.
"Oh, Touya. If only you knew how much you mean to me..." From the doorway, unknown, Risho watched his oblivious friend and the one he loved.
Lot's of different pairs, here, hmm... it gets rather confusing unless you pay strict attention. Anyway, the chapters will be short, and they'll alternate main characters, but the plot will unfold, and histories will be revealed. So, read and review, please. And, no, not everyone is in love with Kurama or Malina, although the people who do love them are entangled in webs of love, lust, and lies... I don't know where that line came from, but it's pretty much true.