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James had liked babies since he had gotten back from Tarsus IV. They didn't look at him with judgmental or sympathy filled eyes. They would treat him like they would treat anyone else. It was reassuring really, to finally have someone not walk around him like they were walking on eggshells. So when James meets his second-cousin's godson who was holding a baby, he finds a kindred spirit…after breaking through the boy's shell that is.
James stares at the man in front of him. He's tall…like really tall. His eyes are silver and his long black hair is held in a high ponytail. He has grey eyes and his stance would be off putting if it wasn't for the easy grin he wore. Next to him is another man who is slightly taller. This man has shorter, brown hair that has silver streaks in it, and warm honey colored eyes. He is broader than the other, although he looks a bit older and a scar runs from above his left eye to the right side of his chin. Both men exude a calm and warming aura, but James is still weary. Kodos had been the same way, even as he ordered the death of thousands of men, women, and children.
"Um…is one of you Sirius Black?" James asks, hesitant. The shorter of the two smiles wider and lifts his hand in a lazy wave.
"How can I help you?" he asks, eyes still friendly, but the other man is slightly tense and it puts James on edge. He knows he doesn't look the greatest. He still hasn't put on much weight, even six months after Tarsus, and he knows that his eyes must have a wild glint to them, but he's not sure. He's avoided looking in a mirror since he made it back.
"My name is James Kirk…Winona's my mother." He answered and he sees a spark of recognition in the man's eyes. The man pulls him into a hug and it makes James tense. He's avoided all physical contact for a long time. Physical contact meant fighting, killing, and sometimes sex. Anything to keep them alive. James pulls out of the hug quickly, flinching at the burn of another human's body heat on his own. Rubbing his arm, James is able to mutter a quiet "sorry" but he doesn't look up, doesn't want to see the hurt or pity or the other plethora of emotions he's seen in the last few months.
Sirius pulls James into the house and shuts the door behind him. They end up in a warm kitchen-dining room. It has soft orange walls and the wood of the table, chairs, and cupboards are a dark, warm chestnut. Sirius gestures to a chair and James sits, Sirius taking the seat to his left, at the head of the table, and the other man sits across from James.
"Did your Mum ever tell you about magic, James?" Sirius asks hands folded on the table.
Sorry Everyone. This is only a snippet. The rest of this chapter is being very hard to get down. I'm trying to decide where I want to go...I want Harry and Jim to have a meaningful conversation, but...I can barely manage a meaningful conversation with someone I like, let alone someone I barely know...but it is coming. I also started new classes since I was last here, and I need to pass my English 12 to Graduate...it's the only credit I need, My best friend was just diagnosed with depression, and when I think about my ex-best friend/almost lover I tend to self destruct... I posted this because...well I did say I'd try Bi-monthly...and this is cutting it close... I'm hopping your reviews are going to kick my writers block in the ass so that I can get going and finish this chapter... So here is something I thought of at what must have been two in the morning, to make up for being late...
"Hello? Yes, I'd like to purchase some Life Insurance…" Said Harry speaking into the phone.
"Alright. Now do you have a pre-existing condition?" The girl on the other end of the phone asked, taking down the boy-hero's information.
"Does an insane Dark Lord after my life count as a pre-existing condition?"
Angel of Tsuki~