Title: Second Chances
Disclaimer: Well, if I did own Underworld I wouldn't be writing fanfiction now would I? Nope, hence, I own nothing. So, unless you want a popsicle stick and a cat I have nothing to give you if you sue me, so don't.
Summary: Sometime you don't get it right the first time. This is true for Kraven and Soren and now they get another chance to change what they did wrong, if they can that is.
Warnings: Well, obviously it's a slash so if that don't float your boat I suggest you leave now. There's drug references and abuse in here too. Some mild language but there's some of that in most fics.
Chapter 3: So It's like Save the Last Dance?
He was in a dimly lit dungeon that he knew was used to hold the most vile of prisoners. Kraven knew he wouldn't live through this encounter. But what did it matter, really? He killed the only man he ever loved. Not directly, but he sentenced him to death by getting him involved in this entire coupe. He was entirely alone in this dark, dank cell, awaiting his fate.
"Soren," he whispered to the stone wall. "Please forgive me. I never meant for you to die. I'm sorry, but I'll see you in a little bit, that I promise." He vowed, bowing his head and allowing tears to fall to the earth beneath him. "So sorry," he muttered again.
Someone was in front of him, he knew that much. And from the look of the garments they wore, were probably very rich. He looked up, preparing for his sentence, however if he was looking for the face of Markus to be above him, he was mistaken. In front of him was not anyone who was alive any more. Soren stood inches away from him, dressed like he was the night of the entire massacre. "Soren?" He whispered, not wanting the figure to leave.
"Yes love," Soren said, kneeling down to Kraven's level. "I've just come to say good bye for now, we'll see each other soon. Be brave my love." Soren kissed him, a ghost of a kiss, but Kraven felt the soft tingle after it was over. "I'll always be with you, no matter what. And next time, we can do it right." Kraven didn't know what that meant but he felt safer knowing that Soren wasn't mad at him.
"I'm sorry Soren, I never meant for any of this to happen," Kraven choked out, allowing the tears to fall down his face again.
Soren hushed him with another gentle kiss. "I know you are, I heard you before." Soren stood up suddenly. "My time is short, I have to leave, but remember, I'll be here for you at the end, I love you, Kraven. Next time we'll do it right." A bright light erupted around Soren's body, illuminating a beautiful set of black wings. He flew up and out of the dingy prison, and Kraven was alone again.
Kraven sat up, and looked around. He was in his room, but he wasn't alone. In the bed next to him was Soren, the fallen angel of his dream. "This is just crazy, that's the third dream with him in it this week, and I only just met him today," Kraven said quietly to himself.
Soren stirred next to him. "Kraven?" He asked, sitting up, rubbing his eyes.
"Go back to sleep, Soren. It was just a dream, that's all." Soren looked over at him, a puzzled look in his eyes.
"Was I an angel, and you were in a cell and I came and visited you?" Soren asked, turning to face Kraven more.
Kraven's mouth fell open. "We had the same dream," but then Kraven realized all that happened in that dream, and touched his lips. "Do you remember all of it?" Soren nodded, looking down at his hands. "Even when we-" he couldn't finish the sentence so he left it hanging, hoping Soren would know what he was talking about.
"-kissed? Is that what you mean?" Kraven nodded. "Yeah, I remember that part. Why was I dead in the first place?" Kraven shrugged and leaned back against the headboard.
"I don't know," he said quietly, touching his fingers to his lips once again.
"It didn't bother you, did it? I could move and sleep on the-" Soren was rambling but Kraven cut him off in the best way he knew.
Their lips connected for just a second but it sent a jolt down both their spines. "No, by the way, it didn't bother me." Even if I'm a guy, and so are you, and we kissed, and I'm not gay. Right?
"Right. Well, what now?" Soren asked cautiously. "What happens next?"
Kraven was confused but answered. "What, do you mean we have wild passionate kinky sex until one of us can't walk properly tomorrow?" He asked grinning slightly. Soren smiled.
"Well, that's moving just a tad too fast for me, sorry." Kraven chuckled and agreed. "But, if it's not too much trouble if we could-" Soren stopped and looked down again. I said too much and now I'm gonna scare him away. I liked kissing him, even if I'm not gay. He leaned back against the pillows, head facing away from Kraven.
Kraven leaned over him slightly. "Look at me, Soren." Kraven said, turning Soren's head slightly. He looked into the other boy's eyes and gently covered Soren's lips with his own.
This kiss lasted slightly longer than the other, both boys nervous about kissing another boy, because, well according to them, they were straight. Right? They pulled away, and Soren closed his eyes again, resting his head on Kraven's shoulder. "My Soren," Kraven said, more to himself than to anyone else. Kraven ran a hand down Soren's bare back in comfort. He felt scars along his back, marring the otherwise perfect flesh. Where did those come from? Kraven asked himself, but he didn't want to bring it up right now, it would ruin what ever kind of moment they were having. Soren shuttered at the others touch so Kraven stopped.
"Don't stop," Soren muttered, enjoying the attention. Kraven half picked up the other boy and set him down on the bed, chest to the mattress. Kraven's nimble fingers worked out the knots at the base of Soren's neck.
"You're always so tense." In the moonlight Kraven could see every one of the many scars on Soren's back. Most were faded to the point where you couldn't even see them unless you were almost looking for them, others looked like they were only a few years old. What happened to you, angel? He stopped for a minute and realized that Soren was asleep again. "Are you gonna remember any of this in the morning?" Kraven asked Soren's lightly breathing form. He leaned over and kissed the other on the cheek near his lips. He smoothed back his hair, tucking it back behind his ear. "Sleep well, fallen angel."
What were we supposed to get right this time, Soren. What went wrong last time that we were supposed to fix? I'd never dream of betraying my friends to hang out with Lucian. He's cool but, no. What did we do wrong, Soren. I need help, I can't figure this out on my own. I need help angel, where are you?
Kraven fell asleep wondering what his dream meant. Maybe Soren will know in the morning if he doesn't forget everything from tonight.
Kraven woke up again at nine and went to take a shower. He felt giddy for some reason, and it took only a few minutes to realize why. He and Soren had ended up kissing twice last night. The only weird thing about that was, he didn't like guys. However, he was beginning to question that. In a day, ever since he had met Soren, he had questioned everything he had come to believe was true about himself.
He sighed and turned off his shower. He stood in front of the sink, eyeing his reflection in the mirror. He was rather skinny, but not terribly so, only a few muscles showing. Not like Soren who looked like he works out all the time. Not like you were looking 'eh Kraven? His brain asked. Kraven shook his head. Quiet brain, I'm trying to figure something out here, so just leave me alone. But his brain didn't listen to his request. Oh, yes I see how that's turning out. You're going to get scared and run away from that kid, leaving him alone. He needs a friend if not more and you, my dear boy could be the one to give it to him. But remember, it looks like he's been hurt in the past, don't hurt him again. "When did you get so smart?" Kraven asked his brain. "Oh, great, I'm talking to myself. I've gone insane." He shook his head, water droplets falling from his neck-length black hair.
He put a towel around his waist and went back into his room to find some clothes to wear.
Just as he slid into a pair of black boxers his phone rang. Not wanting to wake Soren up, he picked it up right away. "Hello," it was Erika. "Yes, I'm awake. If you want to come over for a while I don't have a problem with that, but you have to be quiet for a little while. Why? 'Cuz Soren's still asleep. Yes he slept over here. By the time we were done watching movies it was late and I offered him a place to crash so he didn't have to drive. Okay, I'll see you in a bit. Take care." He hung up and continued to get dressed. A few minutes after he was completely dressed there was a soft knock on his door. "Kraven?" He could tell it was Erika, so he let her in.
"Morning Erika," he said, letting her into his room.
"Aww, he looks so cute sleeping, where did you end up sleeping last night?" Erika asked, raising an eyebrow.
Kraven growled slightly. He knew this was coming. "Right there," he muttered, pointing next to Soren. He knew it was better to just tell her the truth because she had a way of getting the truth out of him when he lied.
She giggled with delight. "I KNEW it, you tried to deny it, but I was right." She said triumphantly.
"We didn't do anything." Kraven hissed, crossing his arms. Except swap spit, but you don't have to know that part. She smiled again, and he knew he was caught.
"I'll wake him up an make him tell me what you two did if you don't tell me." He didn't reply. "Come on, I won't tell him you told me, it's my women's intuition that told me, nothing more." She said, pouting slightly.
"We kissed," he mumbled, barely coherent. She put a hand up to her ear, telling him that she didn't hear what he said. "We kissed, twice. Are you happy now, nosey?" She nodded and hugged him.
"I knew it, you two would be perfect together. Maybe this time you'll get it right." She said next to his ear, then stepping back to survey him.
Kraven shook his head. "Wait, what did you just say? The part after me and him being 'perfect together'." She looked at him with a weird expression.
"Maybe this time you'll get it right?" He nodded. "I meant this time you'll do it right and actually go with what your gut tells you. Don't mess this up, Kraven." She warned. He mocked saluted her and sat down on the bed, absently running a hand through Soren's silky black locks. "You two look so cute together, it's almost sickening."
He rolled his eyes and gestured for her to sit down next to him. "Are you going to wake him up?" She asked, poking him in the arm. He shrugged in a 'maybe later' fashion.
There was no need for him to wake him up, because seconds later he felt the body next to him stir and stretch. He yawned and sat up, looking at the two. "Morning," he said, his voice still partially incoherent from sleep. "God, I need a shower. Do you mind, Kraven." Kraven got up and walked over to his closet.
"What do you want to wear, you've got my entire closet to choose from." Kraven said waving Soren over to him. He ended up choosing a button down midnight blue shirt, -the exact same shade as his eyes- and a loose pair of black jeans.
"You'll look so pretty," Erika said, grinning slightly. Soren just rolled his eyes, and walked into the bathroom. "Just wait until you see him in only his boxers, I want to see you not jump him then. I saw you not able to keep your eyes off him."
"You know too much," Kraven said, sounding cryptic. "I know where you live, be warned." She just giggled and walked over to his TV.
"I think we should take a bus, like they did in Save the Last Dance so you two could freak out some old people." Erika said as she was looking through his collection of DVD.
"You, know in order for this to work, both parties must agree, not the third party." Erika just waved him off, choosing Murder By Death from the others.
Soren walked out of the bathroom twenty minutes later, completely dressed, except for the fact that the buttons on the shirt were undone. He walked over to the other two and sat on the floor in front of them.
Getting bored with the movie, Erika took part of Soren's hair and began to braid it. "What the hell are you doing to my hair?" He asked, trying to get away from her.
"Calm down, jumpy. I'm just braiding you hair, I'll take it out later, I promise." She said, making him sit down once more. Kraven laughed quietly and Soren glared at him.
"I feel like such a girl, I've never been this dressed up in my life and now she's braiding my hair." Soren said, pouting slightly.
"We've, or rather I've come up with a brilliant plan. We're going to take the bus to the movie, you're coming with us, by the way. And then you two are going to make people on the bus 'uncomfortable', if you know what I mean." Soren looked up at her the best he could.
"Like they do in Save the Last Dance?" Soren said, smirking. "I heard you plotting through the door. You talk really loud Erika." Erika and Kraven both looked away guilty. "Sounds fun though, if Kraven will agree to do it too."
Before Kraven could even get a say in the matter however, Erika answered. "He already agreed, we were just waiting to see what you would say." Soren nodded, not believing her in the slightest.
They finished watching the movie and then decided to walk to the city bus stop. Soren and Kraven apart from Erika. "One of you sit on the other's lap, or at least like lean on each other first," Erika hissed, pretending to look at the map of the city by the two. Kraven and Soren both shrugged and Kraven pulled Soren into his lap. His heart stopped for a few seconds being this close to him again. He didn't ask him if he remembered last night or not but right now, he really didn't care.
They didn't have to wait long for a bus to come and pick them up. Erika got on first followed by a middle-aged business man who had came a few minutes after the trio had shown up then finally Kraven and Soren.
Kraven laced his fingers through Soren's and the sat across from an elderly lady, within viewing distance of Erika. Kraven sat down first and again pulled Soren into his lap. Soren leaned over. "Why do I have to be the bitch?" He whispered into Kraven's ear.
Kraven smiled. "Don't worry, love your parents will understand in time." He said loud enough for the women to hear then leaned in closer to Soren. "Because, I said so." He said, smirking at him.
"I know love, but I can't wait forever. I just can't keep my hands off you when I'm around them." Soren whined, tracing Kraven's lips with his index finger.
Kraven kissed Soren on the cheek. "Besides," he said so only Soren could hear. "With that braid in your hair, you look more like a girl." Soren pinched Kraven's arm that was around his waist, and Kraven yelped. "Not here, angel." Kraven purred, kissing Soren on the neck. Soren froze, but relaxed a few seconds later.
"That old lady looks like she's going to have a heart attack any second," Soren hissed in Kraven's ear, adjusting his position on the others lap. Kraven stopped sucking on Soren's neck and looked up, he was right. The women's eyes were wide and her knuckles white. He laughed into Soren's shoulder. "I love you baby," Soren said, gently kissing Kraven on the lips.
"Love you too sugar bear, let's not wait for your parents and run off and get married." Soren's eyes lit up with mirth. "I don't have a ring for you, but I do have all the love in my heart, will you marry me?"
Soren bit back laughter, and, managing a tear to fall down his face, nodded. They kissed again, and Kraven held Soren tighter to his body. Thankfully, his body wasn't responding to the closeness of the other boy like his mind was. He felt like he was on fire, but in a good way.
Soren slid off Kraven's lap and set his legs across his lap, the two were still hugging. "If only I had a ring for your beautiful finger." Kraven said, kissing Soren's ring finger on his left hand. The bus stopped a block away from the movie theater and Erika got up and watched from the front of the bus as the other two stood up, sharing one more kiss -this one looking like there was some tongue- before getting off, still holding hands.
Once off the bus the three began laughing hysterically. "Did you see that old lady, I thought for sure she was gonna have a heart attack, or slap us which ever came first." Kraven said, recovering slightly from his laughing fit. He looked over at Soren who had stopped laughing, his cheeks tinted pink. "Oh sugar bear," Kraven said, batting his eyes.
"Yes baby?" Soren said, taking his free hand and tracing Kraven's lips again with his fingers.
Both started laughing, not noticing they were still holding hands. This didn't miss Erika though. "You two can stop the act now, you don't need to hold hands any more." Both boy's eye's widened, blushing furiously. They let go but without either of them knowing, a few minutes later, they found each others hand again while Erika wasn't looking. They arrived at the theater with about fifteen minutes to spare.
Erika arrived at the ticket booth first and got her own ticket. "One for Cursed, please," she said, taking her money out of her purse.
"Five fifty," the women behind the glass said, handing her the ticket after receiving the money.
Kraven and Soren were next in line and Kraven stepped up. "Two for Cursed, ma'am." He said, taking his wallet out of his pocket. He took out the eleven dollars and took the tickets from the lady.
"I could have gotten my own ticket you know," Soren said, taking the ticket as Soren handed it to him.
"I know you could have, love, but what kind of boyfriend would I be if I made you buy your own ticket? It's my job to spoil you." The both snickered at the weird looks they were getting from other movie-goers. Kraven touched Soren's lower lip with his thumb. "You only deserve the best," he said suddenly very serious. Soren couldn't tell if he was acting or not.
"You too, you know. You're so good to me, I don't deserve it sometimes." Soren said, kissing the hand that he was still holding. At this moment however they were interrupted by Erika.
"You two can stop that now, you're going to make me sick with all the lovey-dovey crap." She said, giving her ticket stub to the man at the counter.
"Down the hall and to your right." He said the same thing when Soren and Kraven gave him their tickets as well.
The three of them sat through the entire movie without much incident, content on just watching it. As the credits began to roll they stood up and stretched out. "That was cool," Soren said, cracking his back. "Thanks for the ticket K." Kraven smiled at the new nickname.
Erika excused herself to the restroom to freshen up and left the two boys waiting in the lobby for her.
The two were leaning against the wall across from the restrooms, waiting for Erika to come out. "Look at the sunset, it's so red tonight," Kraven said, sliding one arm across Soren's shoulders.
"Don't act anymore, Kraven." Soren said brushing his arm off.
"Who said I was acting that time?" Kraven asked, pulling Soren to him. "If all that bothered you that much, we didn't have to do it, you know."
"It didn't bother me, that's what worries me," Soren said, trying not to draw too much attention to them. "Until very recently I believed I was straight. Now I'm not so sure," he said, sliding down to a sitting position, his head in his hands.
Kraven kneeled and took Soren's smaller hands in his own. "Soren," he whispered. "So did I, and if we're taking this too fast, just tell me, because I can stop if-" Soren stopped him.
For the seventh time in twenty four hours, two straight boys kissed. "I wasn't lying when I said I felt like I've known you my whole life," he said looking down. "But, K, I just don't know anything anymore."
"Shh, it's okay. We'll just take it slower okay, we're both really confused right now." Soren nodded, resting his head on Kraven's shoulder.
Erika came over a few minutes later and looked at the two on the ground. 'What did I miss?' She mouthed at Kraven who just shook his head and mouthed 'Later,' to her. She nodded and they walked out of the theater.
They got an early dinner and headed back to Kraven's house in an unusual silence. No one really knew what to say. Erika was in the dark, Soren and Kraven were both trying to figure out their sexuality.
Erika left, heading for work after a good bye hug for the two. 'Tell me later, okay,' she mouthed at Kraven again.
"Do you want to stay here for a while longer, or do you want to head home?" Kraven asked Soren, half carrying him into the house. "You seem a bit worn out."
He yawned, letting Kraven pick him up all the way and carry him into his bedroom. Kraven tucked him in and was about to get up when Soren pulled him back down. "Don't leave just yet. Can you wait until I fall asleep?" Kraven smiled, and gently ran a finger over Soren's strong jaw line.
"Of course," he said, resisting the urge to kiss the other. He doesn't need this right now, he's already confused enough because of me, he said to himself. He slid into bed next to Soren and laid the other boys head in his lap. "Go to sleep Soren," he half-commanded.
"Okay," he said sleepily, wrapping his arms around Kraven's waist. He smiled and ran his fingers through the other boys hair again. Such pretty hair. He moved it away from his neck and pulled it back slightly. Whoops. I gave him a hickey. He thought, blushing slightly. He might not like that too much when he's awake.
There was a soft knock at his door and his mother walked in. She surveyed the scene and smiled. "Who's this?" She asked, walking up to her son who was cradling the other boy's head in his lap.
"Soren," he whispered, still playing with his longer black hair.
"He's attractive," his mother said, earning a blush from her son.
"Mother!" He exclaimed, quietly.
"What? Well it's true. I'm happy for you son, I really am." She got up and walked towards the door. "Just whatever you do, use protection." Kraven was about to say something but she left. "There go my hopes for grand children, maybe they can adopt."
A/N: A little bit of plot advancement in this chapter. Anyways, next few chapters some good stuff happens to the boys then you can learn 'bout Soren's past. So, all you gots to do is review, or at least email me. I like feedback.