In the quiet of the dark
Characters: Yzak Joule bitchy_duelist , Dearka Elthman buster_gunner
When: During the Eternal Darkness event
Where: Dearka and Yzak's room at Murrue's household
Rating: PG
Summary: Dearka goes to meet Yzak after the Encore event, but the latter behaves strange as always when he had been changed into a girl ...
He just wanted to check if Yzak was okay at the moment. He hated this darkness. He had lit up a small candle and carried it to find Yzak.
Yzak was a bit worried about Dearka, he had to admit, concerning the blonde's last messages. Why had he left their room in the first place when he seemed to be so uncomfortable about the current situation?
This place had proved itself to be a big mess once again. People were dying out there and Yzak had know idea why. Maybe it was even better to have no clue. He had no interest in getting himself killed at least.
Could it possible that Dearka knew something about the events of the last days that he didn't? Did he plan to talk about that now?
The silverhaired began to think more and more that the Government Quatre once had talked to him about wasn't the worst idea and should be established as soon as possible.
Dearka didn't really bother to knock on the door. He told Yzak he would come and as Yzak wasn't a girl any longer, there was no need to. He never did that at home, too, so why should he start it here?
"Relaxing fine here?", Dearka asked, holding the candle so that the grin on his face was illuminated.
As the door opened many of Yzak's thoughts were instantly washed away. Dearka was grinning, so he did not seem to be in such a bad condition like he had feared him to be.
"I'm totally okay.", he replied, getting up from the bed he had set on. It was weird somehow to have Dearka need to enter like this after such along time of rooming together. It simply didn't feel right to him.
"Are you ... going to come back now, Dearka?", he asked him directly, as he walked towards him. He hadn't understood Dearka's moving out during the last week in the first place and that had not changed up to now.
Dearka shrugged and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. "Yes, I suppose so", he answered and smiled at Yzak. It was good to know that his commander - or in this case, future commander - was fine. Not that he didn't believe that Yzak would do anything stupid, but Yzak also wasn't the best at holding his emotions back.
He put his hand down to touch Yzak's shoulder and turned his gaze into the direction of their bed. "Should we sit down?"
Yzak gave a light smile and a nod in response and turned to close the door, while Dearka sat down already While the other wasn't able to see, he gave a small sigh of relief. He probably would not acknowledge it, but he had been more than a bit lonely during that week without him. Of course they had seen each other during the day but ... well ...
"Is there something special you wanted to talk to me about, Dearka?", he asked his comrade calmly, as he sat down besides him. Yzak actually didn't mind if there was nothing, but he was still curious, since that attitude of asking before coming over wasn't Dearka's normal behaviour. They'd been close since they had become roommates at the ZAFT Academy and now they had even become closer - a lot closer - than that.
Dearka put the candle on the floor. Now that would be fun if one of them accidently stumbled across it and set the whole building in fire. Weirdly, Dearka had even now some strange sense of humor. He stretched himself a bit and looked at Yzak again.
"Nah. Just wanted to check on you, nothing more", he replied simply. Well, it was as simple as that, actually.
"Really?" It almost seemed rediculous to ask again, but Yzak couldn't help it, since it seemed to make almost no sense. Okay, this was Dearka, so it probably didn't have to make sense to him. Maybe he really worried to much himself.
"Could ... you possibly tell me now why you left last week?" The thought kept bugging him so he had to ask. He had been a girl, okay. But was that really the only reason? Last time he had seemed quite amused by that fact and this time it hadn't been much different in the beginning, so why?
"No real reason", Dearka waved a hand in front of his face and sighed. Yzak as a girl was always fun, but of course he wanted to anything but use that state of him.
Dearka patted at the free place next to him on the bed. "Come sit with me."
They might as well enjoy that darkness if it was given to them.
"Dearka", Yzak began, sounding not like he believed him at all. "I know as well as you that this isn't true. Was it ... simply because I was a girl? Do you feel uncomfortable around me?" He knit his eyebrows, facing Dearka directly.
He wanted to have his answer and he sure as hell would not retreat unless he had it, he made clear.
Nevertheless he sat down, right next to Dearka, maybe closer than he should have.
"Like I said, no real reason. You shouldn't think about it too much", Dearka touched Yzak's forehead slightly with his index finger before he grinned at him again. "Or you will get wrinkles before your mom does", Dearka added in a playful voice.
He laid an arm around Yzak and leaned his head on the silver-haired one's.
"You ... should better stop playing around with me.", he told him, meaning to sound angry, but not succeeding at all, since he was trying not to blush too hard. Instead his voice became weaker as he kept on talking. "Why ... didn't you just hold me like this last week?"
"Would you have wanted me to?", Dearka placed a kiss on Yzak's silky hair. Dearka was pretty sure Yzak himself knew the answer to this best. He wasn't stupid, and he knew Dearka, after all.
"And I don't play around with you~", he added.
This time Yzak couldn't stop himself from blushing all over. He turned to look down, avoiding Dearka's gaze.
"I ... wouldn't have ... stopped you, you know that ...", he replied after a moment, which seemed to have last far too long. It didn't make much sense to him. He knew him, but he couldn't understand his actions still.
"Why ... don't you take my feelings seriously then?", Yzak asked, sounding much more hurt than he actually was. He was confused that was everything. And the darkness lingering around them didn't do much to improve that state.
"While I am taking them seriously", Dearka mumbled. At least the voices proved to have always somewhere a bit of enjoyment for him in store.
"By the way, how about going to Asuna's Christmas party? I would like to go there. What do you think of it?", Dearka asked, trying to escape the other topic in a more elegant way.
"Then ...", he hesitated, wondering if the blonde would give him any answer at all, but he couldn't keep himself from trying. "Did you leave because you ... were afraid of hurting them?"
Oh, great. He tried to slid from the question's grasp, but Yzak had totally no intention on letting him. "We can go if you want to! But first answer the question!" His face still read he looked up at Dearka, managing to free himself from the embrace a bit.
"Perhaps, something like that", Dearka replied. Yzak has gotten too curious, but after all what Dearka had told him about his future, it wasn't that much of a surprise. Not that it was really related to their personal life, but whatever.
"So? What do you say? Are you going to come with me there?"
Now Yzak had to answer. It was only fair if he did.
"If that's what you want ... I'm going to accompany you, yes.", Yzak replied, meaning it fully, but his expression did hardly change. He still was looking at Dearka, his blue eyes clinging to the other's purple ones, filled with seriousness.
"But I want something in exchange", he told him. "I want you to stop taking care of my feelings like this. I want you to do something if you feel like it and stop hesitating because you are afraid of my reaction!"
"That's nice", Dearka smiled and patted Yzak's head. Now he wouldn't have expected to be that easy... well, it wasn't that easy, as Yzak proved again.
"I do, don't I? I don't feel like using any of those things the voices put you through, and I simply act like I feel like than. Content?"
Yzak hadn't expected such an answer. Was he the problem here then? The weird one? To be honest he had almost wished for the event to make a change in their relationship.
"I don't understand you ...", he sighed honestly.
Dearka scratched his head. "Well, I just didn't feel like doing more, if that helps you in any way. I am fine with that like it is. Aren't you?"
"I ...", said Yzak and that was it. He didn't say any other word but simply blushed totally. He had to admit it, at least to himself. Yes, he actually had expected more.
"Just don't let it get to you, okay?", Dearka added fastly. Yzak was behaving really strange. He had never imagined it would be like this one day.
"Let ... what get to me?" Yzak looked at his friend with wide eyes, clearly not able to make sense of what he just said. "What are you talking about?"
"That whole voices-crap. You are thinking too much about those things. You usually don't, and I certainly don't want you to start with that, okay?", Dearka sighed.
"I...?" Okay. What was Dearka actually thinking Yzak meant, the silverhaired asked himself now. Why did they seem to talk about completely different subjects? "I ... was actually talking ... about something else ...", Yzak told him in a low voice.
"Something else? We are talking about that I didn't try to do anything to you while yo were a girl, right? And you wouldn't have started to think about it, if they hadn't turned you in a girl, right?"
"Dearka!" Yzak felt stupid to be thinking like this so suddenly and Dearka saying it out loud didn't make anything better. Was it really because of the event? "You said this the last time as well ... and ... I really love you. It wasn't because of that stupid event, you know that."
"I never said that your feelings were because of that event. I just meant that you start wondering that nothing happened between us while you were a girl. That part."
"I don't like that I didn't feel like it-Crap ... that's everything ..."
"It's no crap. Those were my thoughts. Or should I do something with you even if I don't feel like it?"
"And what are your thoughts now, Dearka?"
"Right now, I think it's comfy, don't you think so?", Dearka grinned playfully at his silverhaired friend.
"You are an idiot.", Yzak sighed, but could not keep himself from grinning back after a moment. The real idiot was Yzak after all, he had proved that again with his useless worries.
When: During the Eternal Darkness event
Where: Dearka and Yzak's room at Murrue's household
Rating: PG
Summary: Dearka goes to meet Yzak after the Encore event, but the latter behaves strange as always when he had been changed into a girl ...
He just wanted to check if Yzak was okay at the moment. He hated this darkness. He had lit up a small candle and carried it to find Yzak.
Yzak was a bit worried about Dearka, he had to admit, concerning the blonde's last messages. Why had he left their room in the first place when he seemed to be so uncomfortable about the current situation?
This place had proved itself to be a big mess once again. People were dying out there and Yzak had know idea why. Maybe it was even better to have no clue. He had no interest in getting himself killed at least.
Could it possible that Dearka knew something about the events of the last days that he didn't? Did he plan to talk about that now?
The silverhaired began to think more and more that the Government Quatre once had talked to him about wasn't the worst idea and should be established as soon as possible.
Dearka didn't really bother to knock on the door. He told Yzak he would come and as Yzak wasn't a girl any longer, there was no need to. He never did that at home, too, so why should he start it here?
"Relaxing fine here?", Dearka asked, holding the candle so that the grin on his face was illuminated.
As the door opened many of Yzak's thoughts were instantly washed away. Dearka was grinning, so he did not seem to be in such a bad condition like he had feared him to be.
"I'm totally okay.", he replied, getting up from the bed he had set on. It was weird somehow to have Dearka need to enter like this after such along time of rooming together. It simply didn't feel right to him.
"Are you ... going to come back now, Dearka?", he asked him directly, as he walked towards him. He hadn't understood Dearka's moving out during the last week in the first place and that had not changed up to now.
Dearka shrugged and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. "Yes, I suppose so", he answered and smiled at Yzak. It was good to know that his commander - or in this case, future commander - was fine. Not that he didn't believe that Yzak would do anything stupid, but Yzak also wasn't the best at holding his emotions back.
He put his hand down to touch Yzak's shoulder and turned his gaze into the direction of their bed. "Should we sit down?"
Yzak gave a light smile and a nod in response and turned to close the door, while Dearka sat down already While the other wasn't able to see, he gave a small sigh of relief. He probably would not acknowledge it, but he had been more than a bit lonely during that week without him. Of course they had seen each other during the day but ... well ...
"Is there something special you wanted to talk to me about, Dearka?", he asked his comrade calmly, as he sat down besides him. Yzak actually didn't mind if there was nothing, but he was still curious, since that attitude of asking before coming over wasn't Dearka's normal behaviour. They'd been close since they had become roommates at the ZAFT Academy and now they had even become closer - a lot closer - than that.
Dearka put the candle on the floor. Now that would be fun if one of them accidently stumbled across it and set the whole building in fire. Weirdly, Dearka had even now some strange sense of humor. He stretched himself a bit and looked at Yzak again.
"Nah. Just wanted to check on you, nothing more", he replied simply. Well, it was as simple as that, actually.
"Really?" It almost seemed rediculous to ask again, but Yzak couldn't help it, since it seemed to make almost no sense. Okay, this was Dearka, so it probably didn't have to make sense to him. Maybe he really worried to much himself.
"Could ... you possibly tell me now why you left last week?" The thought kept bugging him so he had to ask. He had been a girl, okay. But was that really the only reason? Last time he had seemed quite amused by that fact and this time it hadn't been much different in the beginning, so why?
"No real reason", Dearka waved a hand in front of his face and sighed. Yzak as a girl was always fun, but of course he wanted to anything but use that state of him.
Dearka patted at the free place next to him on the bed. "Come sit with me."
They might as well enjoy that darkness if it was given to them.
"Dearka", Yzak began, sounding not like he believed him at all. "I know as well as you that this isn't true. Was it ... simply because I was a girl? Do you feel uncomfortable around me?" He knit his eyebrows, facing Dearka directly.
He wanted to have his answer and he sure as hell would not retreat unless he had it, he made clear.
Nevertheless he sat down, right next to Dearka, maybe closer than he should have.
"Like I said, no real reason. You shouldn't think about it too much", Dearka touched Yzak's forehead slightly with his index finger before he grinned at him again. "Or you will get wrinkles before your mom does", Dearka added in a playful voice.
He laid an arm around Yzak and leaned his head on the silver-haired one's.
"You ... should better stop playing around with me.", he told him, meaning to sound angry, but not succeeding at all, since he was trying not to blush too hard. Instead his voice became weaker as he kept on talking. "Why ... didn't you just hold me like this last week?"
"Would you have wanted me to?", Dearka placed a kiss on Yzak's silky hair. Dearka was pretty sure Yzak himself knew the answer to this best. He wasn't stupid, and he knew Dearka, after all.
"And I don't play around with you~", he added.
This time Yzak couldn't stop himself from blushing all over. He turned to look down, avoiding Dearka's gaze.
"I ... wouldn't have ... stopped you, you know that ...", he replied after a moment, which seemed to have last far too long. It didn't make much sense to him. He knew him, but he couldn't understand his actions still.
"Why ... don't you take my feelings seriously then?", Yzak asked, sounding much more hurt than he actually was. He was confused that was everything. And the darkness lingering around them didn't do much to improve that state.
"While I am taking them seriously", Dearka mumbled. At least the voices proved to have always somewhere a bit of enjoyment for him in store.
"By the way, how about going to Asuna's Christmas party? I would like to go there. What do you think of it?", Dearka asked, trying to escape the other topic in a more elegant way.
"Then ...", he hesitated, wondering if the blonde would give him any answer at all, but he couldn't keep himself from trying. "Did you leave because you ... were afraid of hurting them?"
Oh, great. He tried to slid from the question's grasp, but Yzak had totally no intention on letting him. "We can go if you want to! But first answer the question!" His face still read he looked up at Dearka, managing to free himself from the embrace a bit.
"Perhaps, something like that", Dearka replied. Yzak has gotten too curious, but after all what Dearka had told him about his future, it wasn't that much of a surprise. Not that it was really related to their personal life, but whatever.
"So? What do you say? Are you going to come with me there?"
Now Yzak had to answer. It was only fair if he did.
"If that's what you want ... I'm going to accompany you, yes.", Yzak replied, meaning it fully, but his expression did hardly change. He still was looking at Dearka, his blue eyes clinging to the other's purple ones, filled with seriousness.
"But I want something in exchange", he told him. "I want you to stop taking care of my feelings like this. I want you to do something if you feel like it and stop hesitating because you are afraid of my reaction!"
"That's nice", Dearka smiled and patted Yzak's head. Now he wouldn't have expected to be that easy... well, it wasn't that easy, as Yzak proved again.
"I do, don't I? I don't feel like using any of those things the voices put you through, and I simply act like I feel like than. Content?"
Yzak hadn't expected such an answer. Was he the problem here then? The weird one? To be honest he had almost wished for the event to make a change in their relationship.
"I don't understand you ...", he sighed honestly.
Dearka scratched his head. "Well, I just didn't feel like doing more, if that helps you in any way. I am fine with that like it is. Aren't you?"
"I ...", said Yzak and that was it. He didn't say any other word but simply blushed totally. He had to admit it, at least to himself. Yes, he actually had expected more.
"Just don't let it get to you, okay?", Dearka added fastly. Yzak was behaving really strange. He had never imagined it would be like this one day.
"Let ... what get to me?" Yzak looked at his friend with wide eyes, clearly not able to make sense of what he just said. "What are you talking about?"
"That whole voices-crap. You are thinking too much about those things. You usually don't, and I certainly don't want you to start with that, okay?", Dearka sighed.
"I...?" Okay. What was Dearka actually thinking Yzak meant, the silverhaired asked himself now. Why did they seem to talk about completely different subjects? "I ... was actually talking ... about something else ...", Yzak told him in a low voice.
"Something else? We are talking about that I didn't try to do anything to you while yo were a girl, right? And you wouldn't have started to think about it, if they hadn't turned you in a girl, right?"
"Dearka!" Yzak felt stupid to be thinking like this so suddenly and Dearka saying it out loud didn't make anything better. Was it really because of the event? "You said this the last time as well ... and ... I really love you. It wasn't because of that stupid event, you know that."
"I never said that your feelings were because of that event. I just meant that you start wondering that nothing happened between us while you were a girl. That part."
"I don't like that I didn't feel like it-Crap ... that's everything ..."
"It's no crap. Those were my thoughts. Or should I do something with you even if I don't feel like it?"
"And what are your thoughts now, Dearka?"
"Right now, I think it's comfy, don't you think so?", Dearka grinned playfully at his silverhaired friend.
"You are an idiot.", Yzak sighed, but could not keep himself from grinning back after a moment. The real idiot was Yzak after all, he had proved that again with his useless worries.