Just for you.
My first long fic! Whoo yay Just finished my mocs whoop whoop – I'm absolutely knackered – But yay here we go!
WARNING: Gore and maybe some sexual themes.
DISCLAMER: I wish I did, but no I do not own Free!
Prologue Makoto
Makoto glanced at the distraught face of the mother as she reached out to the burning building; a building that no-one was willing to go into to save her baby. Makoto gulped, his conscious not allowing him to rest knowing that someone with all that life a-head of them would be put out. Makoto let out the breath that he had been holding and entered the house.
Flames leaped and licked at his face but his protective gear did nothing more then keep them at bay as they traced and stroked at his figure, the heat from the dancing flames making sweat trickle down his face. Makoto coughed fear apparent in his green eyes as he marched on, wading his way through the smoke and burning furniture as he carefully made his way to the stairs; the banister was engulfed in the dancing flame, as the stairs were swallowed by the flames. He knew it wouldn't hold long enough, but he could hear the baby crying, its voice hoarse from the smoke filing its little lungs. Makoto gulped and rushed up the stairs which creaked and groaned in protest at his weight. Makoto ran dodging the falling pieces of roof as he made his way to where the baby was crying. Makoto broke the door down hurting his shoulder as he made his way into the nursery. Makoto looked around hurriedly taking in the sight of the room to finally rest on the cot in the middle of the room. Swiftly he strode across the room and grabbed the baby wrapping a cloth around it to keep as much smoke from getting in the baby's tiny lungs. Makoto breathed out and turned around rushing back the way he came as the fire grabbed at him as he passed through, Makoto came to the stairs which had mostly burned away. Makoto steeled himself and rolling as much of his weight onto his left foot he sprung off and landing safely on the other side he then ran down the stairs as they began to crumble beneath his feet.
"TACHIBANA!" Makoto let a small smile reach his face as he heard Steve his partner call out to him through the fire and smoke; he could just make out the shorter man through the darkening room full of smoke.
"I'M HERE!" Mokoto's voice came out hoarse and he coughed at the end as smoke filled his lungs. Makoto made his way over to where Steve was his pace quickening as he came closer to fresh air, but before he could he noticed the ceiling above Steve groan as it started to cave in. Makoto thought fast and pushing off he flew and pushing the baby into Steve's arms he pushed him out of the way and into safety. Makoto smiled sadly as everything seemed to go in slow motion; he saw the look of horror on Steve's face, the screaming of the baby becoming more distant, the flames once doing a furious tango were now waltzing around as the ceiling slowly fell on top of Makoto instantly crushing and burning him, his last thought dancing in the flames...
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... Haru.