WOOT! Chapter 4 already! We're on a ROLL!
Aaah, heck, who am I kidding? I took FOREVER to update.
Once again, sorry about the late update. My computer went all spastic on me. Sorry. Can't fix what I don't cause.
Random fact: I have 1-10 of DN Angel, by the brilliant Yukiru Sugisaki. It RULES. And read some of the SaotoshixDaisuke fanfics, they're awesome. But, seriously. Haven't you noticed that the author was dropping, like, some SERIOUS hints throughout the story about Daisuke and Saotoshi? Like, for example… when Sao was carrying Dai when Dai had fainted, all of the girls were fangirl-ing him and saying that they look 'so cute together'. I'm not kidding. Awesome, no? I just think that they should stop dropping subtle hints, and start hitting it head-on with Yaoiness!
Anyhow, I can ramble on and on about this. So I'll stop now, before you die of my spasticness. –glomps Wil-
(I have a thing for glomping Wil, don't I?)
Okay, in this chapter, things are going to heat up. –giggle- Yeah, you know what I mean. So, if Yaoi makes you twitchy, well… you should have left already.
Disclaimer: A little logic lesson: If I'm on writing about Fire Emblem, wouldn't it be common sense that I DON'T own it?
Aaanyways, I love writing. It is the LOVE OF MY LIFE! –glomps the computer screen- It killed me that I couldn't update, but I told myself that I'd write a lot during the time period of no-updates, so that I could update a lot when my internet finally started working again. And… it… WORKED!
Okay, here's the story. Sorry about the OOC-ness, Kent's on a bit of a sugar high.
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Sain moaned as Kent slipped his hand into his boxers. Moving slowly, as not to hurt Kent's injured leg, Sain moved toward Kent's boxers as well. Being as careful as his hormones would allow, he eased them off Kent's hips, slowly—
"Sain!"
Sain was jolted out of his dream by Kent's shout. He dully registered that Kent had been shouting his name for a few minutes now.
So… it wasn't just in the dream…he really did shout my name in real life… he thought, foggily.
Wait.
His dream came rushing back to him, every detail as clear as the red-haired person in front of him. He flushed at the cavalier before him, recalling what he almost did with him…
It was a dream… only a dream… it was all just a dream…For some reason, he had a hard time calming himself down.
"Sain, you were… moaning…" Kent explained quietly.
Sain looked up at Kent with unmasked alarm. It was then that he noticed the amused look in his eye.
"So… who was it this time?" He asked, with a roll of his eyes.
"Wh-what?" Sain asked, bleary and confused.
Kent gave him an uncharacteristically playful roll of his eyes, and tweaked his nose, to which Sain nearly fell over in surprise.
"I mean, let's add all of this up: You were moaning. You were begging 'more, please, more…' and you… are down to your boxers!" He finished, with a laugh.
Sain flushed. Oh. That.
Then, he froze. Had he said a name? Had he… said… Kent's name? No, of course not, Kent would have mentioned that by now… and he wouldn't be this calm about it…
"So, I repeat: Who was it this time?" Kent asked.
He had a huge grin on his face, as if amused by his friend's perverse fantasies.
"You don't want to know." He answered, curtly.
"Aaaaaw, c'mon!" Kent begged, propping himself up on his elbows, looking very much like an excited Wil. "Okay, then, let's start with a simple question: Was it a girl, or a boy?"
Sain gawked; he hadn't expected that question. Kent very well knew… er, thought… that Sain was perfectly strait.
"I'm not going to answer that!" he answered, flushing.
Kent gawked. "Omigod…" he grinned. "IT WAS A GUY?"
"How did you know?" Sain demanded, angrily.
Kent sighed. "You would have admitted it proudly, and then followed up with all of the nauseating details, had it been a girl."
"True." Sain sighed.
"So… who was it?" Kent asked, eyes shining mischievously in the moonlight.
"I'm NOT going to answer that!" He grumbled, stiffly, as he lay down and turned his back to Kent.
Kent scooted closer to Sain. "I know it wasn't Raven; he would KILL you… And you weren't exactly screaming for mercy, though you were screaming…"
Sain gawked. Kent was trying to GUESS who he had slept with in the dream?
"It probably wasn't Legault or Heath; I mean, they've slept with each other probably a hundred times…"
Sain blinked. He really didn't want to know.
Kent continued, "And, I'm guessing, and this is just a wild shot in the dark, but I'm GUESSING… that it wasn't Lord Wallace?"
At that, both of them burst into laughter.
"No, it wasn't him." Sain replied, through a snicker. Then, he thought… "Oh, GOD, bad mental images…" He grabbed his head and shook it, as if to rid himself of something attached to his forehead.
Kent wrinkled up his nose in agreement.
"Anyway, back to the fascinating task at hand. Was it… Wil?"
"Naah, he's got Rath."
"True, true… now how about… Hector?"
"Have you, or have you not, heard him and Eliwood late at night?"
"Also true. Well, how about… Lowen?"
Sain realized with a sudden jolt of terror that Kent was going to name off every guy in the army until only he, Kent, was left.
"I'm not going to answer your question, Kent."
"Ooooh, so it WAS Lowen?"
"NO!" He exclaimed, cringing.
"Okay, so was it—"
"I'm not going to answer your question, Kent." Sain sung, in a mocking tone.
"Fine, fine… go back to bed, Sir Sain, see if I care." He mocked, sticking his tongue out at him.
He must be on a serious sugar high or something.
Sain rolled over once again so that his back was facing him. I can't let him find out…
Sain closed his eyes, and drifted back to sleep.
Kent just sighed, immediately snapping out of his playful mood. He didn't know why the thought of Sain sleeping with someone else bothered him so much. Especially the thought of sleeping with another man… he knew that all of the relationships with women were a huge joke for Sain, but with a man…
Kent shook his head, and lay down. He had to get some sleep…
His last thought was, But I could have sworn that he said my name in his sleep…
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Sain groaned as he slowly dragged himself into consciousness. He hadn't had any more sick dreams, which was just as well; he didn't think that his hormones could've taken much more.
He opened his eyes, and lazily took in his surroundings. The sun was shining through in streaks through the forest around them, and the floodwaters hadn't yet receded; they were sitting in the middle of the lake on a giant, gray stone.
He groaned again as he attempted to roll himself out of Kent's bedroll, and failed miserably. He ended up on his side, facing Kent.
Kent's eyes were closed. His strong chest was rising and falling in a rhythmetic motion. He looked so peaceful, lying there… he felt the sudden urge to-
"Good morning, pervert."
Sain jumped at the sudden lack of silence. Shaking himself, he replied, "Good morning, Kent."
"So…. Any more fascinating dreams since we last talked?"
Sain flushed, remembering the occurrences of last night. "No."
"Well, that's good." Kent opened his eyes and sat up. "Wouldn't want you having fun without me."
That small comment made Sain blink in confusion. "Wh-what?"
"Aaah, nothing."
Kent sneezed. "Has it gotten hotter since yesterday? Or is it just me?"
Sain blinked at him, and answered, "No… if anything, it's gotten colder." He glanced around at their surroundings. "The floodwaters still haven't let up, and your leg is too badly hurt to swim somewhere…" he let his voice trail off as Kent shifted his leg underneath him uncomfortably.
Kent sneezed again, and grumbled, "And I think I'm sick…"
Sain leaned over and put his hand on Kent's forehead. Kent jumped at the sudden touch; his hand was cold…
"Kent… you're burning up!" Sain exclaimed, eyes widening.
Kent didn't object as Sain lay him back down on his bedroll. "You're sick, Kent."
"So're you, Sain." Kent answered with a smirk, his words slurred by his exhaustion.
Sain grinned. "Not what I meant."
Kent sighed. "Yeah. But, seriously. Who was it in your dream?"
Sain winced. "Please don't ask."
"Too late."
"I'm not telling."
"Fine."
"…"
"You know, I'll bug you until you tell me."
"I won't tell you who it was."
Silence.
"Do you like them?"
Silence once again.
"What?"
"Do you like them?" Kent asked again, slightly irritated.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you in love with them?" Kent asked bluntly.
"I'm… not sure." Sain admitted, with a sigh.
Kent sighed. He was getting nowhere.
"You either are, or you aren't."
"Not true."
Kent sighed again.
"Have you ever been in love?"
Kent looked over at Sain, confused. "What?"
"Have you ever been in love?"
Kent ran his hand through his red hair. "I… I think so."
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Pyro: My, my, what an interesting personality you have.
Sain: All the better to… DRIVE YOU CRAZY WITH, MY DEAR! –cackles-
Pyro: 0.o
(Ehm… sorry. .;; I just saw the play, Little Red Riding Hood, and I couldn't resist the little reference. JOY!)
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NOTE: I am COMPLETELY redoing this fic. I probably won't start on it until I finish 'Switches', so you'll have a while to wait But it'll be worth it. Still the same plot… stuck somewhere, ect… but I have to find a new way for them to get stuck… I didn't like the way I did this one. Anyone have any ideas?
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