Hunt for the Heart
Yay!!! The last chapter! WHOOO! Goooo me! Gimme a D! Gimme an A! Gimme an R! Gimme a ....nevermind... -_-" Yeah, um....anyways, I'd like to thank a few people for reviewing this story and forcing me to continue. ^_^"
Dark Siren Happy Glow Sabulana Eva Kasumi Shark (get an account! ^.^) Lioness of Darkness(account! Get one noooow!) Kaycee Ronin
Thanks, guys, for letting me know how much you guys loved my story. ^.^
Warnings: yaoi...oh yeah...lots of yaoi....*drools* I honestly think I didn't cuss in this one but I often surprise myself -_-"
Disclaimer: *is still amazed about the Naughty Dog/Ottsel fact* er.....yeah...
Hunt for the Heart: Hunts End ...........................................
Rain poured down onto the city streets. People all over were hard at work, paving the streets, painting the insides of buildings, and re-piping the plumbing system, getting soaked and sick in the process.
Jak walked along the building walls in an attempt to stay somewhat dry. He had left the hospital about thirty minutes ago. Because of the rain, it was far too difficult to drive and since zoomers and cruisers didn't have roofs..well...it was pretty wet, too. He had been visiting with Sig who was, thankfully, fine. Just a few broken bones and flesh wounds. Apparently, the Metal Heads had gotten a large amount of poison into his bloodstream but most of it was able to be pumped out. He was sick from what was left but would recover quickly.
Jak reached the slums and stopped. Should he really do this? Sig had hinted to him that he should and even Dark Jak had urged him, telling him that it really did happen. The kiss. A small peck but a kiss. He shook his head. This was one of those things that he just had to know for certain.
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Torn sighed softly to himself. He couldn't stop thinking about the attack. Dark Jak had nearly killed him and he had calmed the monster, narrowly saving his own life.
He had cleaned the hideout out so there was only one bunk bed in the room. He had taken the maps and pictures down and put them away in a drawer. A red rug lied, rolled up, against a wall in the back corner.
He jumped when the sound of thunder reached his ears. No. Not thunder. That was the door. He made his way across the room and the door slid open. Jak was standing at the top of the stairs, soaked.
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Jak starred down at Torn. The blond had stopped walking and froze at the top of the stairs, suddenly afraid of rejection. Now that he had seen him, there was no turning back. That would only make it worse.
He walked down the steps until he was eye level with Torn. Because he was shorter than him, there were still a few steps separating the two. Torn backed out of the door frame and Jak walked into the room.
"Is something wrong?" Torn asked, his voice sounded almost annoyed. He could feel himself getting nervous. Why would the boy go travel through all of that rain to see him?
"Torn," Jak turned to him.
The commander leaned up against a wall and crossed his arms. Maybe if he made himself look impatient and busy, he wouldn't say something too out of character. This was a really weird situation. But why? Why was he so uneasy? "What?"
"I'm gong to be blunt," Jak sounded just as nervous as him. "He told me about what happened. My chin. Even Sig told me to come over here." He looked down. "And about how you cradled me when I was hurt before in the port."
Torn felt himself grow hot and was sure his face was turning a deep shade of red. He remembered? "He?"
"Yeah. Dark Jak." Jak looked back up at him. "Why did you do it?"
Torn shrugged and looked away. Was he angry? Was Jak even 'that way'? He knew Jak had almost seemed upset the one time when he had told him about Ashlien. Almost disappointed. But that was impossible. They barely even knew each other then.
"Torn," the blond interrupted his thoughts.
Torn looked up and glared at him. "I don't know why! I just did! I'm sorry if you didn't like it and I'll just leave you alone for now on. Just don't hold it against me or anything, okay?!"
Jak's eyes widened. Leave him alone? The shorter man walked up to the older man quickly and grabbed his shoulders tightly. Torn looked down at him, fear of being smashed through the wall making him stand perfectly still. The movement of his head was all Jak needed to reach him. Lips pressed together . It was harsh and need at first but gradually became softer until they were just barely touching.
Neither spoke and Torn pulled the smaller elf towards him into a tight embrace. This was how it was suppose to be.
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"So, is it done?" Ashlien walked into the garage and examined her cruiser. The paint was fresh and the governor coughed as the fumes snuck into her nose. "ugh.."
"Yeah, all it has to do is dry." Kiera walked out from behind a curtain and smiled at her friend.
"Kiera," Ashlien sat down on a stool. "Torn has been acting weird."
The blue haired girl nodded. "Jak's been kind of odd ever since they got back from Haven Forest."
The two girls frowned at each other, realizing what was wrong. Maybe it wasn't so wrong. It was obvious that the two had been in love for a long time...even if they, themselves, didn't realize it for a while.
"Kiera," Jak walked into the garage followed by Torn. "We need to tal...Ashlien?" The two girls stood and walked over to them. Torn pulled Ashlien into a tight hug and Kiera ran to Jak.
"I guess this means...you know?" Jak looked down. "I'm so sor.."
"I'm sorry," Kiera corrected. "I shouldn't have been afraid of you. You're my friend and I knew you would never hurt me. Torn..." she turned to him and took his hand. "You had better be good to him or I'll show you what the inside of a toolbox looks like from a tool's point of view." Ashlien gave Jak a nod as if restating the threat.
Jak and Torn hugged the girls one last time before leaving the room, hand in hand. The two girls smiled slightly at each other. They knew it was right.
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"Do you think we hurt their feelings?" Jak whispered as he turned in the bed to look at Torn.
The Krimzon Guard commander sighed. "We're happy now and they'll be okay." He reassured him.
Jak nodded and buried his head into his new lover's chest. Torn gently ran his fingers through the long, blond hair and smiled.
"What do you think Daxter is going to say," Jak mumbled. Torn only groaned and covered his face with his hands, anticipating the headache he would soon receive.
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Daxter hopped up and down in the alley that led to the hideout. Tess laughed as the ottsel began to giggle insanely.
"You're so cute," Tess picked him up and snuggled him tightly to her chest, which he shamelessly accepted.
"I told you! I told you they would get together!" he proclaimed proudly. Tess smiled as she remembered the drunken bet she and the rat had made the night Brutter had announced the Metal Head presence. That was twenty dollars gone.
"You know, sweetheart..." Daxter cooed slyly. "You can keep your money in exchange for a kiss."
Tess giggled and began walking back to the Naughty Ottsel. They were finally together. "Maybe now he'll loosen up. Both of them", she corrected herself. Daxter only smiled, happy that his friend was happy again.
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YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I hope you guys enjoyed this fic. Thank you, everyone who read and reviewed my story. Even if you didn't review, I hope you enjoyed it. Do you think there should be a sequel? O_o If so...lemme know and give me some ideas at: Don't be afraid to join the board. I would love to talk with you about the fics! ^.^
Yay!!! The last chapter! WHOOO! Goooo me! Gimme a D! Gimme an A! Gimme an R! Gimme a ....nevermind... -_-" Yeah, um....anyways, I'd like to thank a few people for reviewing this story and forcing me to continue. ^_^"
Dark Siren Happy Glow Sabulana Eva Kasumi Shark (get an account! ^.^) Lioness of Darkness(account! Get one noooow!) Kaycee Ronin
Thanks, guys, for letting me know how much you guys loved my story. ^.^
Warnings: yaoi...oh yeah...lots of yaoi....*drools* I honestly think I didn't cuss in this one but I often surprise myself -_-"
Disclaimer: *is still amazed about the Naughty Dog/Ottsel fact* er.....yeah...
Hunt for the Heart: Hunts End ...........................................
Rain poured down onto the city streets. People all over were hard at work, paving the streets, painting the insides of buildings, and re-piping the plumbing system, getting soaked and sick in the process.
Jak walked along the building walls in an attempt to stay somewhat dry. He had left the hospital about thirty minutes ago. Because of the rain, it was far too difficult to drive and since zoomers and cruisers didn't have roofs..well...it was pretty wet, too. He had been visiting with Sig who was, thankfully, fine. Just a few broken bones and flesh wounds. Apparently, the Metal Heads had gotten a large amount of poison into his bloodstream but most of it was able to be pumped out. He was sick from what was left but would recover quickly.
Jak reached the slums and stopped. Should he really do this? Sig had hinted to him that he should and even Dark Jak had urged him, telling him that it really did happen. The kiss. A small peck but a kiss. He shook his head. This was one of those things that he just had to know for certain.
...........................................
Torn sighed softly to himself. He couldn't stop thinking about the attack. Dark Jak had nearly killed him and he had calmed the monster, narrowly saving his own life.
He had cleaned the hideout out so there was only one bunk bed in the room. He had taken the maps and pictures down and put them away in a drawer. A red rug lied, rolled up, against a wall in the back corner.
He jumped when the sound of thunder reached his ears. No. Not thunder. That was the door. He made his way across the room and the door slid open. Jak was standing at the top of the stairs, soaked.
......................................
Jak starred down at Torn. The blond had stopped walking and froze at the top of the stairs, suddenly afraid of rejection. Now that he had seen him, there was no turning back. That would only make it worse.
He walked down the steps until he was eye level with Torn. Because he was shorter than him, there were still a few steps separating the two. Torn backed out of the door frame and Jak walked into the room.
"Is something wrong?" Torn asked, his voice sounded almost annoyed. He could feel himself getting nervous. Why would the boy go travel through all of that rain to see him?
"Torn," Jak turned to him.
The commander leaned up against a wall and crossed his arms. Maybe if he made himself look impatient and busy, he wouldn't say something too out of character. This was a really weird situation. But why? Why was he so uneasy? "What?"
"I'm gong to be blunt," Jak sounded just as nervous as him. "He told me about what happened. My chin. Even Sig told me to come over here." He looked down. "And about how you cradled me when I was hurt before in the port."
Torn felt himself grow hot and was sure his face was turning a deep shade of red. He remembered? "He?"
"Yeah. Dark Jak." Jak looked back up at him. "Why did you do it?"
Torn shrugged and looked away. Was he angry? Was Jak even 'that way'? He knew Jak had almost seemed upset the one time when he had told him about Ashlien. Almost disappointed. But that was impossible. They barely even knew each other then.
"Torn," the blond interrupted his thoughts.
Torn looked up and glared at him. "I don't know why! I just did! I'm sorry if you didn't like it and I'll just leave you alone for now on. Just don't hold it against me or anything, okay?!"
Jak's eyes widened. Leave him alone? The shorter man walked up to the older man quickly and grabbed his shoulders tightly. Torn looked down at him, fear of being smashed through the wall making him stand perfectly still. The movement of his head was all Jak needed to reach him. Lips pressed together . It was harsh and need at first but gradually became softer until they were just barely touching.
Neither spoke and Torn pulled the smaller elf towards him into a tight embrace. This was how it was suppose to be.
................................
"So, is it done?" Ashlien walked into the garage and examined her cruiser. The paint was fresh and the governor coughed as the fumes snuck into her nose. "ugh.."
"Yeah, all it has to do is dry." Kiera walked out from behind a curtain and smiled at her friend.
"Kiera," Ashlien sat down on a stool. "Torn has been acting weird."
The blue haired girl nodded. "Jak's been kind of odd ever since they got back from Haven Forest."
The two girls frowned at each other, realizing what was wrong. Maybe it wasn't so wrong. It was obvious that the two had been in love for a long time...even if they, themselves, didn't realize it for a while.
"Kiera," Jak walked into the garage followed by Torn. "We need to tal...Ashlien?" The two girls stood and walked over to them. Torn pulled Ashlien into a tight hug and Kiera ran to Jak.
"I guess this means...you know?" Jak looked down. "I'm so sor.."
"I'm sorry," Kiera corrected. "I shouldn't have been afraid of you. You're my friend and I knew you would never hurt me. Torn..." she turned to him and took his hand. "You had better be good to him or I'll show you what the inside of a toolbox looks like from a tool's point of view." Ashlien gave Jak a nod as if restating the threat.
Jak and Torn hugged the girls one last time before leaving the room, hand in hand. The two girls smiled slightly at each other. They knew it was right.
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"Do you think we hurt their feelings?" Jak whispered as he turned in the bed to look at Torn.
The Krimzon Guard commander sighed. "We're happy now and they'll be okay." He reassured him.
Jak nodded and buried his head into his new lover's chest. Torn gently ran his fingers through the long, blond hair and smiled.
"What do you think Daxter is going to say," Jak mumbled. Torn only groaned and covered his face with his hands, anticipating the headache he would soon receive.
.....................................
Daxter hopped up and down in the alley that led to the hideout. Tess laughed as the ottsel began to giggle insanely.
"You're so cute," Tess picked him up and snuggled him tightly to her chest, which he shamelessly accepted.
"I told you! I told you they would get together!" he proclaimed proudly. Tess smiled as she remembered the drunken bet she and the rat had made the night Brutter had announced the Metal Head presence. That was twenty dollars gone.
"You know, sweetheart..." Daxter cooed slyly. "You can keep your money in exchange for a kiss."
Tess giggled and began walking back to the Naughty Ottsel. They were finally together. "Maybe now he'll loosen up. Both of them", she corrected herself. Daxter only smiled, happy that his friend was happy again.
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YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I hope you guys enjoyed this fic. Thank you, everyone who read and reviewed my story. Even if you didn't review, I hope you enjoyed it. Do you think there should be a sequel? O_o If so...lemme know and give me some ideas at: Don't be afraid to join the board. I would love to talk with you about the fics! ^.^