Fate's Poisonous Kiss Chapter Eight, a neverwinter nights fanfic

m: 'Do This Anymore' and 'Feelin' Way Too Damn Good.' belong to Nickelback. Maybe I should put in 'Let's Get It On' by Marvin Gaye. Just kidding.

Guan: Thank you, I feel better now. It is amazing how many phrases there are for that, too many to list in fact. Don't worry, you're not crazy. I've had some disturbing couples cross my mind before. (e.g. Tymo and Drak. The sleeping man and Deekin.)

Chapter Eight

Seelamin sighed and continued to sharpen his axe. Nathyrra had been avoiding him for the past few days. The truth was, he couldn't hate Nathyrra. He just couldn't. He loved her and truly believed that she loved him as well. Nackor had suggested that Seelamin was in denial but he didn't listen.

A knock was heard at his door. He opened the door. A drow recruit stood in the entrance. The recruit informed the barbarian that there were growing rumors that House Kiliath was going to attack house Kant'tar some time the following week and that Seelamin was to prepare himself as a leader for the coming war.

After the recruit left, Seelamin sat down on his bed. What if I die in the coming war? I'll never be able to speak with Nathyrra. He noted that the voice had returned, singing once more.

Left on an eastbound train, gone first thing this morning
Why's what's best for you, always the worst thing for me

When am I gonna learn? Why? Cause I'm tired of hating
When will it be your turn? Why? Cause I'm tired of waiting

No I don't, no I don't, no I don't
Well no I don't find faith in your forced feelings
Not fooled by your misleadings
Won't buy this line your selling
Tired of this lie your telling
I won't, I don't, no I won't do this anymore
I won't, I don't, no I won't do this anymore

She says I'm only tellin' half of it
That's probably coz there's only half worth tellin'
And every time I try to laugh it off
That's when you turn around and wind up yellin'

When am I gonna learn? Why? Cause I'm tired of hating
When will it be your turn? Why? Cause I'm tired of waiting

No I don't, no I don't, no I don't
No I don't find faith in your forced feelings
Not fooled by your misleadings
Won't buy this line your selling
Tired of this lie your telling
I won't, I don't no I won't do this anymore
I won't, I don't no I won't do this anymore

She says I'm only tellin' half of it
That's probably coz there's only half worth tellin'
And every time I try to laugh it off
That's when you turn around and wind up yellin'

When am I gonna learn? Why? Cause I'm tired of hating
When will it be your turn? Why? Cause I'm tired of waiting

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A quiet knock was heard on the door. Seelamin sighed. Damnable recruits. Groaning, he pulled himself out of bed and answered the door. Nathyrra stood in the entranceway. Her hair was unkempt and a long mass of tangles. Her bloodshot eyes were surrounded by dark circles, proving that she hadn't been sleeping. To Seelamin however, she looked as beautiful as she always was.

Nathyrra looked up at him. "May I come in?"

"Yes." He pulled the door open for her and allowed her inside. He closed the door then spun around to face the drow. "We need to talk." He declared.

She nodded. "I know." she said quietly.

Seelamin ran his fingers through his hair. "I've been thinking about what happened, Nathyrra. And I've decided," he paused for a breath, "I don't give a damn about any bets you had with Zarra. As long as you answer one question for me; do you love me, Nathyrra? Or am I some sort of plaything for you and your sister?"

"Don't say that. I don't consider you a 'plaything'."

"You're avoiding the question."

She looked down at the floor. "No…I…I don't. Drow society won't allow me to love you."

"You're lying. You're scared to face the truth."

"I am not afraid of anything! You're the one who can't face the truth! I am drow! You are a slave! IT WILL NEVER WORK!"

"I don't believe you."

"Bastard! You stubborn bastard! Why don't you believe me!?"

"I know you too well, Nathyrra. You can't lie to me."

"Argh!" Nathyrra let out a cry of frustration. With blinding speed, she grabbed the water glass off his bedside table and hurled it against the wall. It shattered, millions of shards falling to the ground.

Seelamin walked over to the furious woman and gently pinned her arms to her side. We he was certain she had calmed down; he loosened his grip but circled her waist instead. "You are not 'drow society'. Tell me how YOU feel, not what your culture dictates."

She said nothing. He glanced down at her. "Please look at me."

She remained silent. Seelamin put his hand under her chin and titled her face towards him. He saw that her dark blue eyes brimmed with tears.

"I do. I love you, Seelamin." she stated. She shook her head, "But it will never work!" A tear leaked out of her eyes, followed by another. The barbarian pulled her closer. She buried her face in his chest and cried, allowing her emotions to break through.

"Shh…it's ok, Nat." Seelamin murmured as he stroked her hair. She continued to sob. He placed an errant lock of hair behind one her pointed ears. "Look, Nathyrra. We CAN make it work. We'll run away to the surface. I'll build us a home. We can raise…a…a family together. We'll have little drow barbarians, with your hair and my…my eyes. We can make it work. I promise."

She smiled into his chest. "You always know how to make me feel better." She looked up, her dark eyes searching his face. "You promise?"

"On my honor."

She grinned. "Good." She reached up and kissed him…

I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me
You must've broke down
Coz you finally said that would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming

Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way to damn good

For 48 hours I don't think that we left my hotel room
Should show you the sights
Coz I'm sure that I said that I would
We gotta make love just one last time in the shower

Well something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way to damn good

Sometimes I think best if left in the memory
It's better kept inside than left for good
Lookin' back each time they tried to tell me
Well something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like, every time I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down and
Where it lands is where it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feeling way to dam good, oh
Feelin' way too damn good
Oh, oh, feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me
You must've broke down
Coz you finally said that would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming

Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feelin' way to damn good

And it's like, every time I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down and
Where it lands is where it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Coz something's gotta go wrong
Coz I'm feeling way to damn good, oh, oh
Feelin' way too damn good
(I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me)
Feelin' way too damn good
(I missed you so much
That I begged you to fly and see me)