The First Generation of Romance

6. The Sixth Time he Cried for Me

And then, with a gasp, Alaude quivered, for no longer was Spade's face before him.

It was Elena, once disguised cunningly with illusions.

"Oh, c'mon, officer, what's the pathetic face for?" she asked, standing upright. Alaude stared, then hung his head, now knowing why those hands had seemed so much like those of that man. Those were not the hands of Spade. Those were the hands of a woman whom Alaude would never have affection for.

"I should have you arrested for identity theft," the Cloud rasped. "To pull such a disgusting trick... You don't deserve a man like Spade."

"Well, you certainly were enjoying things earlier," the other chuckled, putting her boyfriend's shirt and jacket back on. "Look, Alaude. If you back off of my boyfriend, I won't tell him about this incident here, all right?"

"You're the one who began this mess!" Alaude protested, ashamed of his arousal to the hands of another. He couldn't help himself. That he hadn't even doubted her for a moment made him angry at himself.

"Fufu~ You're so cute," she husked, coming in and sealing Alaude's lips with her own. Shocked, Alaude tried to pull back, but she pushed forward when he did so, and before he knew it, the situation was even worse. She began to place small caresses over his body, and he had to suppress the instinct to arch into them as he moaned into the kiss. All of his lust for Spade was built up, but now there was something worse. By doing this, he was betraying himself as much as he was betraying Spade, and the thought was a frightful one.

As their lips, parted, Alaude couldn't control himself, and he called out, "Spade!" in a voice pitiful and desperate as he tried not to become aroused. He wanted more than anything to throw himself into Spade's arms. He didn't want any of this happening to him.

He was scared.

Her touch was just like that of the man whom had destroyed his mind long ago, and now... now that it wasn't Spade, Alaude's mentality was on the verge of shutting everything out again. His eyes watered as he silently pleaded for Spade to rescue him from this nightmare. Everything spun around him, making his head pound as he tried to understand why Elena would take such measures to get him away from Spade. "G-get off," he grunted, closing his eyes and trying to numb the feelings of pleasure that her hands brought his nerves. "Please..."

"El! Get off him!" barked a sharp voice. Alaude felt the body on top of him tense, and sighed with relief when it was lifted off of him. As she stepped back, Spade- the real Spade- walked forth, and pulled Alaude to his feet. The officer was overcome by his joy when Spade had arrived, hoping that this meant a break up for him and Elena, but when Spade pulled him close by the collar, it wasn't a kiss that he recieved, but a rough, stinging slap that dazed Alaude with its force. "Who do you think you are?" Spade hissed. "Alaude, you have crossed the line."

"Wha- no! I didn't do anything, Spade! It was her!" Alaude protested. "C'mon, you can't be serious!" Spade hissed in reply, then crashed their lips together, making the Cloud guardian nearly faint with his pleasant shock. He moaned quietly as the other kissed him with rough passion, then, remembering that Elena was still in the area, tried to back up. "I love you," he gasped. "Oh, I love you so much."

Spade only stared at him, his eyes cold as ice, then shoved him down onto the couch, and smiled at Elena. "El," he sighed, walking over to her. "What were you doing?"

"I was proving a suspiscion I had about that man. If you told him you wanted sex, he would take it from you in a heartbeat," Elena explained, pointing a finger at Alaude.

Offended, the officer blushed, and whispered, "Because I love him, and I can't resist him. I was skeptical at first, but then you began to beg..."

Spade looked at Alaude, and the blonde could see clearly the pity in his eyes. "Oh, Elena, I told you, you don't need to worry about him," Spade said, turning back to his girlfriend. "He's no risk to our relationship."

"Spade...," she murmured, stepping up close to her fellow Mist.

Alaude's already damp eyes became hazy with his confusion and sadness as Spade kissed the woman, and the officer was even more angered at the fact that they were doing so in his apartment. It wasn't right. She needed to leave.

The Cloud stood, and took two pairs of handcuffs, then summoned his power, and shoved Elena outside, cuffing her to the gate out there before running back into his apartment and cuffing Spade to himself. The other man was infuriated when he saw what had happened, but had no time to protest, for Alaude was done playing around.

He wasn't going to force love. He knew he couldn't. But as for comfort, that was something that his little Spade was well capable of.

"Spade," Alaude sighed, sweeping his crush into the couch and embracing him. "I love you. I won't stand for all this teasing."

"But... Alaude... I..."

"Shh," the other man soothed, running his fingers up and down Spade's spine. "Please, Spade... keep silent... just take the pain away..."

Confused, Spade glanced back into Alaude's eyes, and gasped to see the tears still hanging in them. "Alaude?" he murmured. "Are you... crying?"

The officer paused, then nodded, and buried his head in Spade's shoulder. "Your woman has the same touch of someone who hurt me bad long ago. A man who kidnapped me as a thirteen year old boy. A man who abused me in ways that only the most cruel being could. He strung me along, telling me how beautiful I was, before turning and biting me with whip and fist. Then, he'd approach me again, maybe with a peace offering such as a cool glass of water or a bandage. If I reached for it, he'd throw it away and punish me more being greedy. If I didn't take it, he'd call me an ungrateful brat, and punish me more."

"Alaude..."

"She grabs at and caresses me with that same sick twist. And I don't have to stand for it. I love you more than I have anyone else in the world, including family. You can save me from the darkness of my mind... you can calm me. You could even control me... but that would only ruin my mentality further. What do you choose to do?" Alaude asked.

Spade mulled it over for a moment. He didn't feel affection for Alaude, that much was clear. But pity also surfaced in his expression. The man who had all but begged for Spade's affection was a man who had never seen the light of love before, and yet seemed to instinctively know what it was like. Spade frowned, then pulled Alaude close to him by the waist, using their cuffed hands to intwine their fingers.

"You know what, Alaude? Elena has been playing around with other men lately... and today, she played with you, too," he murmured. "Will you vow to love me with trust and loyalty... and never betray me?"

"Never...," Alaude breathed. "I'll never, never betray you. Spade... I love you."

Spade paused. "Prove yourself to me."

Alaude took a moment to think, then uncuffed Spade from him, and sat back, away from the Mist. "I love you," he murmured. "And as much as it hurts, I'll stay off of you if that's your wish."

"At the next Vongola meeting, approach me, and say one sentence, then sit on the opposite side of the table. Depending on what you say to me in that moment could change the both of our lives forever," Spade said, before standing. "Unlock Elena from those cuffs. I'll see you in three days."

Alaude nodded, trying to steel himself as the other backed away from him, and he followed the other man outside to uncuff Elena.

Three days...

It was time to do some thinking.

-End Chapter

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