Do Not Fear The Unknown

by Dreaming-Of-A-Nightmare

We seek answers to questions that have not yet been asked. Still, we must not fear the unknown. .:. drabbles centered around events and characters of BBS. pairings will vary; het, BL, GL. rating will vary, so general T set. no definite number of drabbles.

18. Soundless

[Soundless]

[one-sided Even X Ienzo, Ienzo and Aeleus bonding]

I never speak much. Words are a rare thing to come out of my mouth, and my own voice is foreign to me.

But I know my name. And I remind myself who I am day in and day out, to make sure that I don't lose myself. Out of all of my phobias, the thing I fear most is getting lost in the chaos and emotion of life. I don't want to become another nameless, tragic face with a tormented past.

There are some things, however, that do linger something fierce.

I sometimes dream of it, since I never allow my conscious mind to remember. I dream of my parents' deaths; I dream of the blond, scientific Even finding me; I dream of being taken to meet Ansem; I dream of being adopted. My dreams are mostly fiction, but on occasion they are of these select memories.

But some of these memories are nothing short of nightmares.

My parents dying, being witnessed over and over again is bad enough. But then the other dreams arise, the other nightmares, the ones of Even stealing me away to the confines of the supply closet in his lab, touching me, holding me down –

There is always the reprieve, though. Always the resolve at the end of the climax, the hero who spared me the worst of it.

Aeleus, a tall, rather burly man with a serious face and kind eyes, heard Even and came in to stop him. He burst in, silent and fierce, and snatched me away from the evil blond's clutches.

Ansem doesn't know. He will probably never find out. I'll be soundless forever, so long as he doesn't know such shame.