What done is done, but you can change it
by whenineternal
Disclaimer: I don`t own the folks in the story or the setting bla bla bla...
Chapter 5
The days went by in a rush of sun rises with heat and the delightful cold of the moonlit night after that day, the day still in both their minds like it was only seconds since it happened.
Patroclus' wound kept healing and there was no sign of any infection, in fact the greek felt perfectly fine, except for the occasional pain when he moved, and was getting more restless as the days came and went.
Hector had made it a habit to come straight to Patroclus' chamber after being on the battlefield for the day, and they would sit and talk, sometimes on the balcony, watching the sky and just holding eachother.
If anyone suspected something was going on between the two of them, none dared voice their opinions of it, having all heard in great detail from Deiphobus how Hector had defended the young greek.
It was on such a night, when they were sitting in the opening to the balcony in Patroclus chamber, the boy sitting between Hector`s legs with his back against the prince`s chest, that Hector mentioned the subject they had both been to afraid to speak of.
Since Patroclus was almost good enough to leave, Achilles would soon be there to pick him up and that would be the end of them, most likely.
"There is no stopping him then Hector. My cousin isn`t exactly a person you say no to easily, and I love him" Patroclus trailed off as he felt Hectors arms loosen slightly around him. The dissapointment radiated from the prince and Patroclus felt like his heart was being torn in two.
He couldn`t wait to see Achilles again, but he didn`t want to leave Hector.
If there was a way all three of them could live together in peace he would take it in a second, but there weren`t. The blood between the two warriors stretched too long, too many dead men laid in between for them to ever live in anything but a warriors world.
Instead of answering, Hector only pushed his face into Patroclus hair and inhaled deeply.
The smell of lillies seemed to always follow the boy and it`s scent up close was making Hector a little drowsy.
"I know love, god I know, but I guess I`m not ready to loose you just yet" he whispered and dragged his nose down the side of Patroclus head to his jaw, where he placed a light kiss.
Patroclus eyes fluttered close as the prince continued the light kisses up his cheek to his temple and back down to his ear.
He stilled there and after a moment playfully blew air at Patroclus' ear, startling the boy at the ticklish sensation it sent.
"Let`s not talk about this now" Hector mumbled and placed a kiss at Patroclus ear, starting the line down his neck again.
For a long time they sat like that, Patroclus eyes closed and a small smile lifting the corners of his mouth and Hector adorning him with butterfly kisses where ever he could reach.
When the sun had set completley and the moon was making it`s way high up on the sky, Hector sighed sadly and drew Patroclus closer.
"I should go" he muttered with a slight bitter tone but still didn`t make any move to get up from his rather comfortable position.
Patroclus hummed in response but stayed in his place. Another five minutes went before Hector sighed again and this time loosened his hold on Patroclus, scooting back a little.
"Father has requested my presence at the council tonight and I think I`m late" the last part came out rushed as he jumped to his feet and started gathering the furs they had been sitting on before remembering the still wounded Patroclus.
He dropped everything in his hands and gently helped him to his feet.
"Go, I`ll have a maiden clean this up" Patroclus said soflty and placed a light kiss on Hector`s lips before pushing him towards the door.
Hector stopped and turned back to look at the greek before exiting the room and smiled at the sight of Patroclus standing just inside the balcony with the moon shining down on him.
"Go!" Patroclus urged and Hector closed the door behind him and hurried as fast as he could, without attracting to much attention, to the council.
"Ah Hector, you finally decided to grace us with your presence" was the first thing he was met with when he tried going as silently to his place as he could.
The kings tone was pleasent but Hector could hear the dissaprovement as clear as if he had been shouted at.
Taking his place at the kings right side, he looked quickly at Paris who was sitting at the kings other side, holding a hand over his mouth and stifling the cuckles trying to get out.
"Would you please tell us what you were doing that was more important than discussing what our next move against the greeks should be?" King Priam asked, looking pointedly at his oldest son.
"I`m sorry father, I was visiting with Patroclus, to see how he was doing and I lost track of time. I promise it will never happen again" Hector answered and pried his eyes away from his youngest brother`s knowing look to look at his father.
The saddened look filled with understanding that was sent to him from the old man surprised Hector and he had to look away from the king as well, his eyes landing then on the high priest.
The old man`s face was twisted in a sneer and his eyes were practically spitting lava from the glowering black pools.
"Is there anything you would like to share high priest?" Hector asked in a cold voice that seemed to echoe around the large stone room.
The high priest looked up at Hector and the sneer was gone from his face but the still glowering eyes gave him away.
"The boy, for how long is he staying?" he asked but continued before anyone could answer.
"Sign`s from the nature predict a disastrous incident will occur if the boy is kept in Troy any longer".
Hector dropped his head in an atempt to hold back the anger that spurted in him. After a while without a sound from the council, he raised his head to see all the men present looking at him expectantly, even the king, but Hector focused on the high priest as he spoke.
"Patroclus" he said the name with some force and a little pause before continuing, "will stay until he is well enough to leave. And" he held up a hand as Glaucus was about to interupt.
"And I will escort him out of here safely myself if it comes to that" he said with finality.
The few that were about to protest were kept silent by a look from the crown prince.
When the silence didn`t seem to dissipate(A/N I can say that right?) the king cleared his troat and folded his hands in his lap.
"What should our course of action be until that time comes then? Achilles isn`t fighting, obviously as we have his cousin at our mercy, but Achilles and his myrmidons are only a handful of men" he trailed off and looked around at the council members, waiting for a suggestion.
"We should continue driving them back, we have done good these last days, soon they will realise their loss and go back home with their tails between their legs" Glaucus said loudly and jumped to his feet, looking up at his king who smiled at his oldest companion.
"Every day we loose more men, I say give them a rest, give them time to greave and wait until Achilles is gone" Hector raised his voice to be heard over the murmurs going around the room.
The others quieted down after a moment before Glaucus was once again on his feet.
"Achilles isn`t even fighting, why wait for him to leave, something there is no certainty that he will, when we have the upper hand?"
Hector waited for the excited murmured aggreements before answering.
"As long as Achilles is in Troy, the greeks have hope. When he leaves they will be leader less, because Agamemnon isn`t a fighitng man, he sits behind his armies, drinking wine as he watch men die for his greed. When Achilles leaves, as I know he will, they loose any hope they have of winning this war, then we can drive them back."
It was quiet for a long time as everyone took in the wisdom in the plan, before the high priest raised his voice to fire a question back at the prince, believing him to have driven Hector into a corner.
"How can you be so certain the great Achilles will leave Troy the moment we give back his precious Patroclus?"
Being used to Achilles temper, Patroclus only looked calmy up from his food when the door to his chambers was pushed open and shut loudly behind his visitor who turned out to be Hector.
The prince leant heavily against the wooden door and took several deep breaths to calm himself down before looking up at Patroclus.
When he saw the anger in Hector`s eyes, Patroclus put his tray of food on the chest beside his bed and pat the spot beside him.
Hector pushed himself away from the door and walked over to the bed, snatching a grape of the plate before sitting down.
At the long suffering sigh that escaped the prince as he sat down on the bed beside him, Patroclus lifted his hands to Hector`s shoulders and started slowly kneading the tense muscles.
When he had given the shoulders a lot of attention he moved down the broad back of the prince, moving his nimble hands up and down, pressing his fingers hard into his lower back and running them in circles.
After a while of Patroclus hands working magic on his muscles, Hector let out a sigh of contentment.
He jumped a little as he felt Patroclus move closer, the boy`s arms locking themselves around his neck.
For a long moment they looked into each other`s eyes, both feeling like the other was reading their innermost toughts.
They leaned forward at the same time and their lips met halfway. It started as gentle as their first kiss, but when Hector moved his left hand, that was resting on Patroclus knee, up than down again, the boy moaned and burried his fingers in Hector`s hair, pulling him closer.
Gently, being still aware of the almost healed wound, Hector placed a hand under Patroclus knees and lifted him up a little and turned him so the greeks feet were resting across his lap.
Then he moved both his hands to the back of Patroclus tigh`s and lifted him up off the bed completley and sat him down again in his lap. When he was happy with their position, Hector wound his arms around the small waist of the boy in his lap.
As it was the most intimate they had ever been with eachother, Patroclus was a little shy but when Hector`s hand made the move up to his tigh all sensible toughts left his mind and he gave himself over to the sheer pleasure that coursed through him at the older man`s touch.
As Hector`s tounge made it`s way past Patroclus lips, the greek moaned again, louder this time and Hector smiled against his lips.
For a long time their tounges roamed around eachother`s mouths, twirling around eachother, before they had to seperate to fill their lungs with much needed oxygen.
Patroclus tilted his head up a little and placed small, light kisses against Hector`s bottom lip, making the older man smile at the adorable gesture.
Unfourtunatley none of them heard the knock on the door, nor the door opening as they were too engrossed in eachother.
Hector lowered his head and placd his lips over Patroclus again and the greek took his chance to suck on the prince`s tounge just as they heard the strangled "Hector?"
Patroclus was so startled he bit down hard on Hector`s tounge, making the prince yelp.
When they looked to the doorway they saw Paris standing a little inside the room, looking down at his shoes, and Andromache behind him, with tears in her eyes
It was only for a moment though, as the woman gathered her dress in her hands and turned on her heel, running down the corridor.
Hector looked helplessly from the empty doorway, to Paris and lastly to Patroclus who still sat in his lap. With a lingering kiss on his forehead and a whispered "I`m sorry", Hector gently sat the boy down on the bed and jogged after his wife.
After a while Paris lifted his eyes from the floor and looked at Patroclus, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking lost and scared. With a silent sigh, the youngest prince walked over to the bed and sat down in Hector`s vacated spot.
He hesitated for only a second before gathering the younger boy against his chest, holding him while he cried of whatever he needed to do in the state he was in.
But as it came no tears and no sound Paris looked down to find Patroclus asleep, completley exhausted by the day.
Aah finally this is getting somewhere!! I was wondering on making a sequel to this, because I have this idea of a crossover you see and I just really want to do it.
Please tell me if you want one because then I got it all planned out what will happen in the next chapters *grins and rub hands*
Uhm well, yeah feedback is LOVE people and I need that to live..at least that`s what they say;)