FIC: Ethereal - Chapter II: Thought
Title: Ethereal
Dedicated to: lostdreamz82
Author: Anae
Beta: lostdreamz82. Thank you so much, dear, for being my very own Tsubasa-wiki and listening the ramble of the fic process and it's problems, not the mention the beta-reading itself. I can't thank you enough. (Even though I'll be wearing pinkish dress just for the sake of being Mokona to your Fai in the next Autumn.)
Fandom: Tsubasa Chronicle
Characters/pairing: Kurogane/Fai
Rating: PG-13 / T
Spoilers: Some slight mentions of arcs thorough the manga
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own neither Kuro nor Fai. If I did, there would've been more vampire scenes and the pairing would be official. I don't own the song either - it belongs to AFI, and it's called "Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep".
Summary: During long journeys, there are mistakes, misunderstandings, hardships, but you can make it through as long as you have someone by your side. You might not realize the importance of that someone immediately, but when you do, you have two choices; to push that person away or hold him closer. But it's not only your choice - it's his as well.
A/N: The pairing itself is starting to bloom here, carefully... I have to admit, every now and then, I find Fai difficult to write, much due to drastic hop from happy-lucky-go to serious. (Thank heavens I've had training with Lavi (D. Gray-Man) before this.) Anyways, this is second chapter, one more is to come, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2: Thought
“This is what I thought,
I thought you'd need me”
“This is payback. Kuro-sama.”
And suddenly, the things were as they were supposed to be.
“After my body became like this, I seem to be more sensitive to the scent of blood.”
Damn the mage’s vampire senses.
“- you’re in pain.”
…And the ability to read people as well.
And not only daring to hit Kurogane in the head but also bitch about how painful hiding things from others could be. “…You’re one to talk”, Kurogane grumbled back - it was Fai who had hidden everything from them - his past, his knowledge of their journey, of the one behind it.
But since there was a real smile on the magician’s face as he answered - not the fake the ninja had gotten used to seeing - Kurogane decided, not for the first or the last time that everything had been worth the trouble. “I’m the one to talk.”
Kurogane let out a sigh and took off both his headgear and cloak - no point in hiding something that had already been found out - only to find Fai looking at the joint of the mechanical arm and flesh with worried, golden eye. With serpent-like pupil, on top of that.
Come to think of it… “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
There was a confused look in golden eye, but it was cleared as soon as the ninja stood up and picked up his sword using his left hand - which resulted to a grunt, moving the mechanical arm did hurt. “Wah, wait wait wait, Kuro-sama -“
Fai gripped Kurogane’s mechanical arm, hard enough to stop the ninja. For a moment, the pair stared at each other - silent fight of wills, since they both could be stubborn - until Fai let go with a theatrical sigh. “Fine, fine, I get your point. But Kuro-rin -“ A hand was gently pressed on the shoulder where cold metal met warm skin, red liquid running down. It gave off a funny feeling - part of the shoulder barely felt the pressure whereas the rest felt the warmth of another’s skin. “ - you’re already bleeding, so no need to make another cut, right?”
Another staring competition - relatively shorter than the previous one - ended at Kurogane’s grumbling as he sat back to the bed. “Fine.” The ninja wasn’t too happy with this, but even though he loathed admitting it, the mage was right - his hand was hurting and moving it resulted to bleeding. So yes, no point in inflicting another wound. Plus, the worried look on Fai’s eye unnerved Kurogane - the ninja wasn’t used to seeing that expression on people’s faces when they looked at him; awe, and hate were more common, but not worry - the only one to look at the ninja like that, apart from the mage now, had been princess Tomoyo. And Kurogane remembered far too well the look on Fai’s eye when they left Celes - it was an expression he never wanted to see again.
Fai crawled to the bed as well. He briefly glanced the ninja before licking the blood trail that was running down on Kurogane’s skin. Fai’s one hand was on the artificial arm, the other on ninja’s thigh in order to gain some leverage - the position was awkward for both of them, but since Fai refused to apply any pressure on Kurogane’s shoulder, not wanting to hurt the man, it wasn’t like they had much of a choice.
Like many times before, instead of looking at Fai, Kurogane stared straight forward. Having the magician drink blood from his wrist was something that he was used to - it had taken some time, but nowadays it was somewhat common occurrence, something that he didn’t need to pay attention to. Both Kurogane’s mind and body knew by now that Fai was no threat, nor should he be treated as such - that it was okay to let him close.
But to have Fai drink blood from his shoulder was a different thing altogether; a warm, careful tongue against swollen, sensitive skin, tongue disappearing, partially or wholly, but not quite so - due to the not-quite-feeling mechanical arm - and coming back, partially colder than before, due to the metal. It was a weird feeling - awkward but not unwelcome, not quite - sensual but not sexual. Not to mention how slow and caring the mage was being, careful not to hurt, neither with his hands nor with his teeth as he held ninja on the place, licking the red liquid from the metal and skin.
After some time, Fai pulled back, wiping the blood around on his lips to his fingers and then licking them clean. His right hand was still on Kurogane’s arm - the mechanical one - golden eye still set on the bloody joint.
“I know you don’t want to hear it, but I’m sorry.”
“I don’t re-“
“I know.” Fai’s stern, caring voice cut off Kurogane’s words easily. The long fingers trailed down the junction of metal and skin, ever so carefully. “I know you don’t regret anything, but still, I’m sorry.”
His hand - the one not on ninja’s shoulder - closed into a fist as he finally lifted his gaze to see Kurogane eye to eye. The one golden eye - sky blue looked so much better on him - was filled with emotions - care, worry, anxiety, something that neither of them dared to name but what they had seen in Sayoran’s eyes when he looked at Sakura - as he spoke, or at the very least, tried. “Kuro-rin, I…” The words died before they came out. It was such a simple phrase, yet so hard for someone who had lived his life in fearing to believe in others. “I…”
And that was the last Kurogane heard, before both of them fell into a deep, deep sleep - all thanks to the time lapse in this Clow Country, created by their enemy, Fei Wong.
Dedicated to: lostdreamz82
Author: Anae
Beta: lostdreamz82. Thank you so much, dear, for being my very own Tsubasa-wiki and listening the ramble of the fic process and it's problems, not the mention the beta-reading itself. I can't thank you enough. (Even though I'll be wearing pinkish dress just for the sake of being Mokona to your Fai in the next Autumn.)
Fandom: Tsubasa Chronicle
Characters/pairing: Kurogane/Fai
Rating: PG-13 / T
Spoilers: Some slight mentions of arcs thorough the manga
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own neither Kuro nor Fai. If I did, there would've been more vampire scenes and the pairing would be official. I don't own the song either - it belongs to AFI, and it's called "Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep".
Summary: During long journeys, there are mistakes, misunderstandings, hardships, but you can make it through as long as you have someone by your side. You might not realize the importance of that someone immediately, but when you do, you have two choices; to push that person away or hold him closer. But it's not only your choice - it's his as well.
A/N: The pairing itself is starting to bloom here, carefully... I have to admit, every now and then, I find Fai difficult to write, much due to drastic hop from happy-lucky-go to serious. (Thank heavens I've had training with Lavi (D. Gray-Man) before this.) Anyways, this is second chapter, one more is to come, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2: Thought
“This is what I thought,
I thought you'd need me”
“This is payback. Kuro-sama.”
And suddenly, the things were as they were supposed to be.
“After my body became like this, I seem to be more sensitive to the scent of blood.”
Damn the mage’s vampire senses.
“- you’re in pain.”
…And the ability to read people as well.
And not only daring to hit Kurogane in the head but also bitch about how painful hiding things from others could be. “…You’re one to talk”, Kurogane grumbled back - it was Fai who had hidden everything from them - his past, his knowledge of their journey, of the one behind it.
But since there was a real smile on the magician’s face as he answered - not the fake the ninja had gotten used to seeing - Kurogane decided, not for the first or the last time that everything had been worth the trouble. “I’m the one to talk.”
Kurogane let out a sigh and took off both his headgear and cloak - no point in hiding something that had already been found out - only to find Fai looking at the joint of the mechanical arm and flesh with worried, golden eye. With serpent-like pupil, on top of that.
Come to think of it… “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
There was a confused look in golden eye, but it was cleared as soon as the ninja stood up and picked up his sword using his left hand - which resulted to a grunt, moving the mechanical arm did hurt. “Wah, wait wait wait, Kuro-sama -“
Fai gripped Kurogane’s mechanical arm, hard enough to stop the ninja. For a moment, the pair stared at each other - silent fight of wills, since they both could be stubborn - until Fai let go with a theatrical sigh. “Fine, fine, I get your point. But Kuro-rin -“ A hand was gently pressed on the shoulder where cold metal met warm skin, red liquid running down. It gave off a funny feeling - part of the shoulder barely felt the pressure whereas the rest felt the warmth of another’s skin. “ - you’re already bleeding, so no need to make another cut, right?”
Another staring competition - relatively shorter than the previous one - ended at Kurogane’s grumbling as he sat back to the bed. “Fine.” The ninja wasn’t too happy with this, but even though he loathed admitting it, the mage was right - his hand was hurting and moving it resulted to bleeding. So yes, no point in inflicting another wound. Plus, the worried look on Fai’s eye unnerved Kurogane - the ninja wasn’t used to seeing that expression on people’s faces when they looked at him; awe, and hate were more common, but not worry - the only one to look at the ninja like that, apart from the mage now, had been princess Tomoyo. And Kurogane remembered far too well the look on Fai’s eye when they left Celes - it was an expression he never wanted to see again.
Fai crawled to the bed as well. He briefly glanced the ninja before licking the blood trail that was running down on Kurogane’s skin. Fai’s one hand was on the artificial arm, the other on ninja’s thigh in order to gain some leverage - the position was awkward for both of them, but since Fai refused to apply any pressure on Kurogane’s shoulder, not wanting to hurt the man, it wasn’t like they had much of a choice.
Like many times before, instead of looking at Fai, Kurogane stared straight forward. Having the magician drink blood from his wrist was something that he was used to - it had taken some time, but nowadays it was somewhat common occurrence, something that he didn’t need to pay attention to. Both Kurogane’s mind and body knew by now that Fai was no threat, nor should he be treated as such - that it was okay to let him close.
But to have Fai drink blood from his shoulder was a different thing altogether; a warm, careful tongue against swollen, sensitive skin, tongue disappearing, partially or wholly, but not quite so - due to the not-quite-feeling mechanical arm - and coming back, partially colder than before, due to the metal. It was a weird feeling - awkward but not unwelcome, not quite - sensual but not sexual. Not to mention how slow and caring the mage was being, careful not to hurt, neither with his hands nor with his teeth as he held ninja on the place, licking the red liquid from the metal and skin.
After some time, Fai pulled back, wiping the blood around on his lips to his fingers and then licking them clean. His right hand was still on Kurogane’s arm - the mechanical one - golden eye still set on the bloody joint.
“I know you don’t want to hear it, but I’m sorry.”
“I don’t re-“
“I know.” Fai’s stern, caring voice cut off Kurogane’s words easily. The long fingers trailed down the junction of metal and skin, ever so carefully. “I know you don’t regret anything, but still, I’m sorry.”
His hand - the one not on ninja’s shoulder - closed into a fist as he finally lifted his gaze to see Kurogane eye to eye. The one golden eye - sky blue looked so much better on him - was filled with emotions - care, worry, anxiety, something that neither of them dared to name but what they had seen in Sayoran’s eyes when he looked at Sakura - as he spoke, or at the very least, tried. “Kuro-rin, I…” The words died before they came out. It was such a simple phrase, yet so hard for someone who had lived his life in fearing to believe in others. “I…”
And that was the last Kurogane heard, before both of them fell into a deep, deep sleep - all thanks to the time lapse in this Clow Country, created by their enemy, Fei Wong.