TRANSLATIONS~:
Demonae Fahriya: Roughly translates to Dark or Demon Fairy
Airea: The claimed land of a Fairy Tribe
Ruzen Lii: Rock Lee's name in the Demonae Tongue
Luminareah Fahriya: Roughly translates to Light or Luminous Fairy
Gaero Suzeogia: Gaara Sabaku's name in Luminareah Tongue
Hoblueno Fahriya: Roughly translates as Half-Blooded Fairy
WING COLORS~!
Dark Blue: Pain (Physical or Emotional)
Red-Orange: Anger
Blue-Purple: Sadness
Red: Irritation or Frustration
My Part~:
"Gaara, wait!" Lee watched as Gaara flew out the entrance to the hideout. Gaara's wings were a slight shade of red, signaling irritation and anger. He had his arms crossed, flying out from underneath the mushroom to find another means of shelter. He had heard those cries from before, but he wasn't afraid. He knew that it was safer than staying with him.
Gaara's pointed ears twitched as he heard shuffling from behind him, automatically thinking it was Lee.
He turned around to greet him. "Don't fallow me. I don't-..."
This man wasn't Lee at all. He was a very bulky man, holding a sword as a weapon. He had
pale yellow-ish wings, and he was a good two feet taller than the small redhead. "A Hoblueno Fahriya... Hm... They would fetch quite a prize for you."
The first thing in his mind was to fly; fly as quickly as his wings would take him. There was no way he could fight him. Slowly, Gaara backed up, readying a chance to take flight quickly. His aquatic eyes were locked onto that sword, making sure that it wouldn't come anywhere near him.
Then suddenly, he struck. The sword jetted out towards the defenseless half-breed; Gaara barely evaded the attack, but was soon the target of another attack from the sharp weapon. This one he couldn't miss. Gaara held his breath and closed his eyes, preparing for the worst. Until, he only heard a loud clack of metal on metal.
Gaara didn't realize that he fell onto a rainbow colored mushroom, and his attacker was hovering above him. In-between them was someone he didn't expect to return.
"Gaara... Are you alright?" It was Lee. Lee had returned to rescue him. All Gaara could see was his black wings, tinged with a fiery red, and his black bowl cut shifting slightly in the wind. He was speechless; Gaara couldn't understand as to why this Fairy wanted to help him out so much.
The attacker only grinned wider at the older Fairy. "Ah... the Prince... Now, this is more like it!"
Lee looked back at Gaara. "Go, Gaara! You are injured. Please, fly as fast and as far away as you can!"
Gaara only stood up, anger turning his wings red once more. "I am not leaving you behind! That is not fair, Lee."
A sharp metal sound echoed through the air, and the taller fairy swung once more. Lee easily dodged and grabbed Gaara, flying quickly towards his hideout, maneuvering through the maze of rainbow mushrooms to lose their attacker.
Lee pushed Gaara further back into the deepest part of the small cave, him getting in front of him protectively. "...Do not make a sound..." He whispered quietly to the redhead. After a few breathtaking minutes, Lee assumed that the predator was gone. He turned towards Gaara, noticing that he wouldn't look at him. "Are you alright...?" Gaara huffed and crossed his arms again, "Yeah, I'm fine... Why did you come back? Why did you rescue me…again?"
To this, Lee really didn't have an answer. "Well?"
Lee could only shrug his shoulders. He walked over to his emergency first aid kit and brought it out to use on the injured boy. "Let me help with your injuries, then we will talk." The younger fairy stood up, anger and frustration clearly shown in his face and wings, "I told you I am fine!"
But all it took was a stern glare from the older and wiser fairy, and Gaara sat down in defeat, as Lee worked on bandaging up his injuries.