Shutters made their way through Clive's body. Something was wrong, he could sense it. No longer could he see his love run before him. That boy had vanished into the darkness and now Clive was fit with a puzzle. There were so many tunnels, he was unsure of which way to turn or look. "Jet!" He cried out hoping the boy could here his words. "Jet, please! Where are you?!" He cried out once again each time receiving no response other than the cold draft of the cave.
Desperately he began to search taking a right tunnel. He quickly paced himself through it not daring to stop even for a moment. "Jet!" He kept saying while looking for him. With his luck, he soon found a large creature sleeping at the end of the cave he had ran to. Slightly backing up, he didn't want to disturb it. He couldn't risk himself of injury now.
Turning back to the way he came, quickly he choose another path. It seemed endless and hours were passing. Clive was running out of time. So many tunnels he had to travel down. Crouching over, he panted back into the original cavern with all the winding puzzles. Sweat ran down his body, exhausted from running so much. "Jet..." He gasped. He was loosing hope of finding his lover, loosing hope, loosing faith, and fear of the worst.
"I doubt your cries could reach him." A voice came from one of the tunnels.
Looking up, desperate to see who it was, he scowled a bit at those words. That voice, he knew it somehow, he feared it, and he hated it. Clenching a fist, he rose to a stand pointing his weapon. "What have you done with him?!" He muttered under his breath ready to blast the voice barrier into shreds.
Hesitant, but with a smirk, Janus walked from the shadows carrying Jet in his arms. Clive just shuttered with anger seeing Janus hold the boy... How pale he was, it almost looked like he couldn't hang on any longer. The face twisting with pain trying to strive to awaken. With a glare, Clive lowered his weapon. "Let him go." He ordered having no choice in fear of hurting Jet more. Janus shook his head and chuckled a bit.
"Why leave such a worthy thing here with worthless mortals?"
Mortals? What is he speaking of? "Maybe you didn't hear me. I told you to let him go." Taking a step forward, he seemed to try to threaten Janus with his weapon.
A grin played over the man's face watching the other struggle with his choices. It would be so easy to break his spirit by slaying the boy, yet that wouldn't be fun. He let his fingers run through his hair a bit dully. "In fact, I think I might keep this for myself."
When Clive tried to step forward once again to defend Jet, the dragon had stepped in his way to hold him back. He couldn't do this now, if he had to fight, he would loose Jet to a monster. "No..." He whispered under his breath. His eyes darted to see if there was a way around the creature, but no escape proved near.
His footsteps became backward from the beast, his body trembling with rage and fear. "Get out of my way!" He shouted looking towards the ground. The beast pressed forward after him, ready to slay on the mark. Clive raised his weapon, only to see two people rush before him.
"You don't have time for this!" Virginia said standing beginning to attack the beast.
"Hurry up! Were clearing a way for you, you moron! So stop stuttering and get going!" Gallows hollered back to him doing the same as Virginia.
His friends, they understood what was happening.... They understood his feelings, what he had to do. With a nod trying to snap out of the shocked state, he quickly darted past the beast when given a chance. "Thanks..." Softly he whispered under his breath. He prayed inside that they would be okay, even though he believed in no god as a researcher, he just needed hope.
The two left behind stood ready for battle. They really didn't want to understand what was going between Clive and Jet, but they knew they couldn't let them tare apart. Not by Janus, not by anyone. Their only mission was to protect them for now.
Panting, Clive chased after Janus fast as he could. How far had he ran down the tunnel? His fears of that it was already too late. It was when he slipped on something; he was beginning to realize what happened to the boy he so treasured. Blood, he sat up in blood. The way it looked, there had been a fight, a struggle and one failed to win. His mind shaken on fear of who failed, but he already knew.
Pressing forward, he forced himself to stand. "Jet..." He whispered a bit shaken. 'I won't let you die!' Quickly he began to run again finding what he had been looking for. Lunging himself, he tackled Janus to the ground forcing him to drop the boy. "Keep your filthy hands off him!" He yelled in anger gripping him by the collar.
Janus looked to him for a moment as a small chuckle came from him. "Keep my filthy hands off of him? You're the one playing with him.... Not me... Or shall I tell him your little secret when he awakens?"
Scowling with hatred, Clive watched Janus vanish from his grip. That coward, he wouldn't face a raged man like Clive. Especially when messing with someone he cared deeply for. His eyes stumbled to the boy who remained lifeless upon the ground.
Hot tears were building in his eyes. "Jet.... Please." He whispered crawling over to him. "Wake up..." Shaking him softly, he got no movement other than him shaking the boy. Each breath became heavier from his own lips. "Come on Jet! Come on, wake up! Your stronger than this!" He begged and pleaded.
It took him a moment before he thought of having to check for a pulse. Nothing, he felt nothing. Shaking, with fear he couldn't think of anything to do. That's when it hit him. He had to save Jet's life, and the only way possible he thought. Quickly he reacted beginning to give breathes to him. "Come on!" He said while putting pressure on the chest. "You can make it..." Each time he tried and failed, he felt hope was fading faster and faster each moment. "Jet, don't do this! Not now!"
Clive was loosing hope. Jet felt so cold, but he couldn't let him go. "Jet please..." He begged burying his face against the boy's chest. "Please..." He began to drift asleep tired from the tears that he shed. Finally he heard coughing having to snap himself awake. "Jet?!" It seemed his hopes raised watching Jet cough up some blood. "Your alive! Oh god! You're alive!" He said giving him a soft kiss.
Groaning softly, the boy shifted looking to Clive. "Yeah..." Softly he muttered in a barely in an audible tone. Looking over the wounds, Clive sighed a bit. "We need to get you out of here, with those wounds..." Taking him in his arms, he began to back track finding both Gallows and Virginia. "Are you guys alright?" Was one of the first things he asked. Both nodded looking at each other before looking back to Clive. "Yes, were fine. What about Jet though? Will he be alright...?" Nodding, Clive smiled slightly to them. "Yes, for now. We need to get him help though.
Night finally set in, as once again they group had checked in the town they were staying at. It was free for a matter of fact. A gift from the villagers for the group of four saving them from a death. It was the least they could do. A meal was provided as the three had eaten. Jet was to exhausted from the experience to want to go down the stairs, so Clive carried a dish of rice up to him.
Standing in the door way, he watched his young angel gaze out the window. How could ever someone bring harm to him, he didn't understand. With a sigh, Jet looked down a bit, leaning against the side of the window. Bandages were wrapped around his torso tightly, most of them smothered in blood from before. His bare body only had a pair of shorts on as he just stood still, ashamed of how easily he was brought down. He used to believe he was strong, but more than ever he felt weak.
Hearing something, he turned around finding himself facing Clive who was holding a bowel of food. He couldn't find himself to turn away from him. His eyes just connected to his feeling himself embrace him. "Clive..."
A bit confused, Clive smiled at him gently putting the food down before returning the hug. "I'm glad your feeling better...."
"Mhm, thanks to you...." Jet softly whispered.
With a smile, their lips met with a brush before diving into one another. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you... I promise though, I will be there for you always from now on."
(To be continued! XP Thanks for all the great reviews everyone! I'm so glad people enjoy this. I don't' find this as the best fan fic for I could do a better job, but I always wanted a ClivexJet story never finding one! Anyhow, if anyone ever wants to contact me to clue me in with ideas, my aim is Kitsune Hat, see you all next time I post!)