Chapter 03 - Wicked Souls
Kadaj shifted , twisting the pale blue sheet around his body.
He had a pain inside him , he couldn't locate the exact spot, but it was there, lurking ...
His body was ok for now , but he feared another attack . They were horrbile , like this slimy creature was crawling out from inside him , pulling his skin , scratching his insides to get out , like a trapped animal . He was afraid of it but he would never admit it . And if Loz wasn't there to grip his shoulders or keep him tight , he didn't knew what he would have done . Yazoo couldn't do anything , but put his hands on his face and speak to him until it was over .
He always had Loz there , he couldn't imagine one attack without Loz's arms around him to keep him steady .
It scared the shit out of him , even to remember them .
He shifted again , but his eyes were opened and he couldn't close them .
He felt that pain , spreading , like a smal , thin wire , like wire of pale smoke , threatening ...
Kadaj jumped from the bed , as if something had scared him and threw the sheets on the floor , as his face grimaced , trying hard not to cry, and locks of silver hair covered his face .
His hand reached his forehead in a cliche gesture , trying to think about something else. But whenever he felt it , it wouldn't give him peace , no mater what he tried .
Dizzy , dream-like , he exited the room , leaving the door opened , afraid to touch anything that connected him to his room , and proceeded to the first door he saw and opened it without hesitation .
On the otherside of the room , he laid still under the sheets the same shade of blue as his , breathing equally in an undisturbed sleep .
" Loz..."
It was enough of him to whisper , and as if the tremble of his voie covered the other sounds of the night , he opened his eyes , wide awake and leaned in one hand as he rose to face Kadaj . He heard his breath , heavy and heard him panting , as if his heartbeats could alter the energy waves in the room . He knew the signs all too well , and , as he stood on the bed like that , he turned his palms on the outside and stretched his arms a bit , thus telling him to come on , before it's too late .
Kadaj pushed the door causing it to close out of inertia and got on the bed , proceeding first with his knee ,and then falling in Loz's lap with his upper body .
In the same second , Yazoo entered the room and looked the the image with his tired eyes and he looked , just for a second , like he was going to cry . Doing the same gesture as Kadaj and pushing the door closed , he headed towards the bed as silent as he came and went up , his shoulder next to Loz's as the older man pulled Kadaj on his stomach, and he stretched on the bed . They could do nothing but wait , if something was to happen .
Yazoo followed , his head lower, on the same line as Loz's shoulder , as his feet brushed the floor.
And nothing was heard .
The world followed its course below , the glittering lights of the city moved , and sheets twisted and turned in other beds ,but they stood almost still , as Loz touched Yazoo's locks of hair that were spreaded all over around him and on the pillow . He stroked them and twisted them around his fingers as the other man stood with his eyes fixated on Kadaj . After a while he reached to him and pushed his hair out of his face and with his finger caressed his cheek and the boy finally looked up , as he seemed to be recovering . Yazoo gave him a faint smile , he barely saw in the dim light . It was a comfort smile , telling him to let go , whatever happened because him and Loz would be here either way .
Kadaj's eyes mellowed , and they looked just like a child's now , they didnt had that coldness to them , nor his face seemed petrified in a frown .
The small one moved up, leaning now on Loz's arm that was all in Yazoo's hair . He faced him and his hand went into his hair too and leaned to him and caressed his lips with his , in a gesture of thankfullness . And he didn't stop , and his tongue went in and Yazoo's warmth overwhelmed him , as he felt Loz's hand from behind over his chest , his lips on his hair and then on his neck , then his chin rested on the rop of his head, as he was taller than him, and Kadaj was smaller and smaller between the two of them.
There was nobody else in this world that could ever understand ...
He breathed.
Yazoo slipped his hand on Kadaj's waist , where Loz's ended up too , as his wrist twsited a bit and his long fingers caught a tender grip on Loz's arm , as his head rested next to Kadaj's.
Loz's fingers were touching Yazoo's forehead and caressed it gently , slowly , with irregular moves .
Until even that movement stopped and sleep fell over them like a black curtain , chasing away all dreams and all pain .