Adair’s Confession {Section 1 of Chapter 1}
Title: Adair’s Confession
Author: 100thAngel
Fandom: The Legend of the Sun Knight
Summary: It was just another ordinary evening. I was drinking with the Sun Knight platoon in the tavern when Ed suddenly asked me a question, “Hey Adair, do you love Knight-Captain Sun?” Maybe it was the alcohol messing with my head but I yelled a deafening “YES!” that had the whole platoon staring at me with wide eyes.
Rating: T (I almost wrote T+ but I don’t think that’s a real rating so… T bordering M)
Warnings: Shounen Ai, minor male oc’s, ooc-ness (I tried, I really tried to make everyone stay in character but it didn’t work out so well)
Genre: Slight romance, general
Pairing: one-sided AdairXSun
Disclaimer: Don’t own LSK. Yu Wo is totally awesome.
A/N: This will be uploaded in sections, not chapters. Each chapter is around 10K+ so this’ll make it easier in case I need to go back and edit something. I caution people because… Well, I accidently turned Adair into a Huge pervert…
{Section 1 of Chapter 1}
†Adair’s Confession†
Why do humans fall in love? Why did the chicken cross the road? These questions have remained unanswered for thousands of years; however, they are irrelevant at the moment. The real question here is: Why did my world suddenly flash before my eyes after declaring that I harbored feelings greater than camaraderie for Knight-Captain Sun in front of my platoon?
In case of curiosity, I was dead drunk when I came clean about my feelings. The alcohol screwed me over big time. Like, it welcome me in, made me feel all tingly, and then forced me revival my biggest, most wicked and unethical, secret ever.
Luckily, the Captain was not in the room; the downside is that the twenty-four men under his command were. Like the Sun Knight, these people were not the divine knights the public perceived them to be. They were coldblooded, drinking in gossip as daily nutrition, and smiled in the face of adversary, making their victims wholly underestimate them- until they found themselves on the ground with a sack over their heads.
Anyhow, let’s get back to the subject of Sun. It's not like I wanted him in a physical way… Okay, I’ll admit that I’ve had those dreams a couple of times and I’d hurt anyone who tries to maim his perfect little body filled with sugar, spice, and everything devious.
Have you seen his hips? Men don’t have hips like that! They swing when he walks! And his legs are smooth and thin, not a hair to behold- don’t ask me how I know that. In any case, he is undeniably prettier than any woman I’ve ever seen. If he wore six inch heels, I’m sure he’d have men lining up outside his room at night. His petite body would fit so perfectly in my arms, moaning as I-
"Adair, you ‘kay?" Ed asked, laying a hand on my shoulder. A worried look overtook his face, his cheeks rosy from the large amount of liquor he consumed.
I couldn't very well say that I was. What was I doing, thinking of my male captain withering underneath me as I pleasured him in the most intimate of ways? Dreams are dreams for a reason and most should remain as such.
Ed and I had parted ways with the others some time ago. It was well into the night when we arrived at the Holy Temple, the others staying back to drink more. A few knights from different platoons passed by us in the corridors, shouting loudly in a drunken manner, no doubt coming back from a tavern as well.
I, however, had sobered up fairly quickly after we left. The thought of what Captain would do if he ever found out I wanted him- under me -had put me on edge. Would he replace me as his vice-captain or ignore me or maybe even send me on a permanent vacation?
I would no longer be able to stay by his side or live in the Holy Temple and all my friends would look at me like I was some kind of strange creature who wanted to lay hands on another man! Oh my God of Light I-
"Hey Adair!" I jumped at the yell and turned to my friend. “Ya look pa-pal’r than Knigh’… uhhhhhhh…” he stared off in a daze, “Captain Ghosty! Heheh! Di’ ya drink too much?"
You’re the one who drank too much. Still…
"You won't tell Captain what I said will you?"
"Huh? T- tell Cap’pem whaa?" Ed's voice slurred the more he talked. His eyes were droopy and I'm afraid that if his hand weren’t resting on my shoulder as we walked he would black out in the middle of the passageway.
If a member of the Sun Knight Platoon were to be seen sprawled across the floor, reeking of booze, it would certainly damage my captain’s reputation. That would be abysmal. My head hurt just thinking about the consequences. That’s why I always tell my platoon this: “If you ever drink, and you drink so much that it would put Captain’s reputation in jeopardy, it would be better to jump off a cliff in the middle of nowhere and die. Make sure your body is too mangled to be used again, otherwise who knows what the Sun Knight will do to you.”
With hesitance, I answered him, "You know, what I said back at the tavern." As I recalled the incident again, I cringed. This could be really bad.
"Eh?" He swayed a little, "Tavern? Ah! I wanna go to the tavern! Come on, Adair! Let's go!" He grabbed my arm and started shaking it, giggling like a little kid. His eyes were closing from fatigue even as he spoke with vigor. I couldn’t help but compare him to a small puppy pawing for a bone; all he needed were pointy ears and a tail to make the image authentic.
"Ed, it's almost dawn. We have to be up in an hour to start practice."
"Awwww," he drawled, "Wh-why do we have to- hiccup -ooo practice? I don' wanna! I'm tired of it! Adair let's skip practice and go drinking!"
Forget puppy, it was much easier to envision Ed as a misbehaving child stomping their feet in defiance after their mommy told them to go to bed. It made me sigh. When did I become Ed’s mommy?
Well, if the others were anything like this then I won't have to worry about them telling Captain that I love... have feelings for... that want to do… uh, I mean, I think I should go to bed now. Bed- not bath. Bed. On the contrary, cold water might do to calm my quickly heating body. A dirty mind mixed with a body full of alcohol is never a good combination.
TBC~
=^_^=
A/N: Went through some major editing. I first started the fic with Adair being panicky and the whole mood just seemed… bad. It bored me. Then a few nights ago, I rewrote the beginning… and Adair turned into a perv. Still, I definitely prefer this over the original draft! Feedback is welcome and appreciated. We don't get to hear how Adair thinks while reading, so maybe he actually is a huge pervert... Yeah, I know it's a little out there.
Author: 100thAngel
Fandom: The Legend of the Sun Knight
Summary: It was just another ordinary evening. I was drinking with the Sun Knight platoon in the tavern when Ed suddenly asked me a question, “Hey Adair, do you love Knight-Captain Sun?” Maybe it was the alcohol messing with my head but I yelled a deafening “YES!” that had the whole platoon staring at me with wide eyes.
Rating: T (I almost wrote T+ but I don’t think that’s a real rating so… T bordering M)
Warnings: Shounen Ai, minor male oc’s, ooc-ness (I tried, I really tried to make everyone stay in character but it didn’t work out so well)
Genre: Slight romance, general
Pairing: one-sided AdairXSun
Disclaimer: Don’t own LSK. Yu Wo is totally awesome.
A/N: This will be uploaded in sections, not chapters. Each chapter is around 10K+ so this’ll make it easier in case I need to go back and edit something. I caution people because… Well, I accidently turned Adair into a Huge pervert…
{Section 1 of Chapter 1}
†Adair’s Confession†
Why do humans fall in love? Why did the chicken cross the road? These questions have remained unanswered for thousands of years; however, they are irrelevant at the moment. The real question here is: Why did my world suddenly flash before my eyes after declaring that I harbored feelings greater than camaraderie for Knight-Captain Sun in front of my platoon?
In case of curiosity, I was dead drunk when I came clean about my feelings. The alcohol screwed me over big time. Like, it welcome me in, made me feel all tingly, and then forced me revival my biggest, most wicked and unethical, secret ever.
Luckily, the Captain was not in the room; the downside is that the twenty-four men under his command were. Like the Sun Knight, these people were not the divine knights the public perceived them to be. They were coldblooded, drinking in gossip as daily nutrition, and smiled in the face of adversary, making their victims wholly underestimate them- until they found themselves on the ground with a sack over their heads.
Anyhow, let’s get back to the subject of Sun. It's not like I wanted him in a physical way… Okay, I’ll admit that I’ve had those dreams a couple of times and I’d hurt anyone who tries to maim his perfect little body filled with sugar, spice, and everything devious.
Have you seen his hips? Men don’t have hips like that! They swing when he walks! And his legs are smooth and thin, not a hair to behold- don’t ask me how I know that. In any case, he is undeniably prettier than any woman I’ve ever seen. If he wore six inch heels, I’m sure he’d have men lining up outside his room at night. His petite body would fit so perfectly in my arms, moaning as I-
"Adair, you ‘kay?" Ed asked, laying a hand on my shoulder. A worried look overtook his face, his cheeks rosy from the large amount of liquor he consumed.
I couldn't very well say that I was. What was I doing, thinking of my male captain withering underneath me as I pleasured him in the most intimate of ways? Dreams are dreams for a reason and most should remain as such.
Ed and I had parted ways with the others some time ago. It was well into the night when we arrived at the Holy Temple, the others staying back to drink more. A few knights from different platoons passed by us in the corridors, shouting loudly in a drunken manner, no doubt coming back from a tavern as well.
I, however, had sobered up fairly quickly after we left. The thought of what Captain would do if he ever found out I wanted him- under me -had put me on edge. Would he replace me as his vice-captain or ignore me or maybe even send me on a permanent vacation?
I would no longer be able to stay by his side or live in the Holy Temple and all my friends would look at me like I was some kind of strange creature who wanted to lay hands on another man! Oh my God of Light I-
"Hey Adair!" I jumped at the yell and turned to my friend. “Ya look pa-pal’r than Knigh’… uhhhhhhh…” he stared off in a daze, “Captain Ghosty! Heheh! Di’ ya drink too much?"
You’re the one who drank too much. Still…
"You won't tell Captain what I said will you?"
"Huh? T- tell Cap’pem whaa?" Ed's voice slurred the more he talked. His eyes were droopy and I'm afraid that if his hand weren’t resting on my shoulder as we walked he would black out in the middle of the passageway.
If a member of the Sun Knight Platoon were to be seen sprawled across the floor, reeking of booze, it would certainly damage my captain’s reputation. That would be abysmal. My head hurt just thinking about the consequences. That’s why I always tell my platoon this: “If you ever drink, and you drink so much that it would put Captain’s reputation in jeopardy, it would be better to jump off a cliff in the middle of nowhere and die. Make sure your body is too mangled to be used again, otherwise who knows what the Sun Knight will do to you.”
With hesitance, I answered him, "You know, what I said back at the tavern." As I recalled the incident again, I cringed. This could be really bad.
"Eh?" He swayed a little, "Tavern? Ah! I wanna go to the tavern! Come on, Adair! Let's go!" He grabbed my arm and started shaking it, giggling like a little kid. His eyes were closing from fatigue even as he spoke with vigor. I couldn’t help but compare him to a small puppy pawing for a bone; all he needed were pointy ears and a tail to make the image authentic.
"Ed, it's almost dawn. We have to be up in an hour to start practice."
"Awwww," he drawled, "Wh-why do we have to- hiccup -ooo practice? I don' wanna! I'm tired of it! Adair let's skip practice and go drinking!"
Forget puppy, it was much easier to envision Ed as a misbehaving child stomping their feet in defiance after their mommy told them to go to bed. It made me sigh. When did I become Ed’s mommy?
Well, if the others were anything like this then I won't have to worry about them telling Captain that I love... have feelings for... that want to do… uh, I mean, I think I should go to bed now. Bed- not bath. Bed. On the contrary, cold water might do to calm my quickly heating body. A dirty mind mixed with a body full of alcohol is never a good combination.
TBC~
=^_^=
A/N: Went through some major editing. I first started the fic with Adair being panicky and the whole mood just seemed… bad. It bored me. Then a few nights ago, I rewrote the beginning… and Adair turned into a perv. Still, I definitely prefer this over the original draft! Feedback is welcome and appreciated. We don't get to hear how Adair thinks while reading, so maybe he actually is a huge pervert... Yeah, I know it's a little out there.