Secret Love in Hidden Darkness
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Category:
+M to R › Pretear
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,581
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Pretear, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
// Gentle Emotions and Undying Loneliness // ~Part One~
Summary: Life is good for Hayate and Himeno. Their troubles are over and life had never been sweeter. Two years together, probably going to be married soon, in love... What could go wrong, right?... A love unspoken and one impulsive action on it, causing a chain of events that could possibly wake the Princess of Disaster once more is what.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, never will be. This plot is mine, and all made up characters which may or may not be seen are mine. Nothing else is mine. Nothing. Because I have nothing at all... Poor, poor me.
A/N: Thanks for the E-Mail, Kat. I have a new reviewer, I\'m happy! -Glomps new reviewer and gives both chibi plushies of Hayate and Sasame- I ish luffed. Anyway, thinking of skipping a day or two updating and putting up multiple chapters over the weekend. So, if I miss a day or two, sorry, but I will make up for it, I will! Anyway, on with the show!
Chapter 4:
// Gentle Emotions and Undying Loneliness // ~Part One~
\"Sasame?\" The soft voice called to the locked door, and no reply. What was with him? It had been weird what had happened the other night, to hear the other say his name and be gone, he had just proposed to Himeno. Hayate, of course, was clueless.
No one had seen Sasame today, though that was not that unusual on his thoughtful days. Yet, when Takako came to their room, it was locked. She had figured last night Sasame had just wanted some time alone, but to still be in there with the door locked now... Well... That was odd. \"Sasame? I\'m coming in.\" The gentle sound of Hayate disappearing sounded, then on the other side of the door he appeared. He promptly gasped.
Pale, almost translucent skin, dried blood on his lips, neck shirt. Eyes staring dully out the window, not moving from where he was, even as Hayate approached. Hayate was surprised, or horrified, or caught between the two. He came even closer, what was wrong with him. Was he... Dead? The slight rise and fall of his chest quelled this fear in him as he looked over him. His heart pounded, what was wrong with him?
\"Sasame?\" He asked, one knee resting on the edge of the bed as a hand reached for the pale one. A few more seconds, and he was almost touched him. \"Don\'t.\" Came a bare, hoarse whisper as Sasame pressed further against the wall. \"Sasame, what\'s wrong?\" He asked, coming closer, soft fingertips brushing at his arm. His hand recoiled. \"Damn, what have you done?\" He asked again, those warm fingers being wrapped around his arm. Then, he was pulled from his seated position, into Hayate.
\"God, your cold.\" Hayate said, holding the white haired male against his chest, arms around him. A futile struggle ensued, before Sasame let himself rest in Hayate\'s arms. He knew the other wouldn\'t take \'no\' for an answer. They sat there for a few minutes, Sasame enjoying the heat the other gave off, and the gentle way he was being held before Hayate spoke.
\"You know you can tell me what\'s wrong...I\'ll help however I can.\" He stated, and Sasame sighed. \"You can\'t... Can\'t help.\" He said, slowly getting the pins and needles feeling as his almost frozen limbs slowly began to regain feeling. \"And why can\'t I?\" He asked, letting the body slump against him, breathing against an arm that secured around his waist.
\"You... Can\'t.\" His voice was choked, it was so tired and full of pain.. It made Hayate\'s heart hurt to hear it, especially from his friend. \"Sasame, you used to help me always. Why can\'t--\" \"Because you just... Can\'t.\" The other interjected, a weak, defeated tone that belayed all the pain he was going through. \"I can, if you would only let me.\"
A long silence where nothing filled the void, save for his white haired friend\'s slow shifting at times, and the sounds of their breathing in the room. \"Fine.\" Slow, not even above a breath. \"Fine.\" Softer as he lifted his head. Chillingly cold eyes stared into Hayate\'s, though something sparked there for just a moment. A kind of... Emotion. Loosely identified as hope.
He leaned forward, slowly. So slowly, in fact, had Hayate wanted to move away from the other, he would have had ample time. Yet, he did not. Instead, he just stayed where he was, as if transfixed by what he saw in the other\'s eyes. He knew what was coming, both did, yet only Sasame moved to get closer. Closer, and closer until their lips touched.
It wasn\'t anything some people said a first kiss was. It was slight surprise, and simple sweetness in it\'s innocence. No fireworks or angels sung, yet Sasame\'s heart seemed to be having it\'s own firework celebration inside his chest, fluttering against his ribs. It was like a roller costar, one that scared you half to death yet you loved it anyway. Yeah, that\'s what it was like…
To Be Continued...
A/N: Short chapter, I\'m sorry. I will be back later this night, most likely, to continue. I am about to pass out, and decided to give you a cliff hanger before I am too dead tired to write. I may leave it till tomorrow to continue... So, you better pray I am in the mood to write when I wake. Comments? -Giggles- As always, read and review. -Goes to pass out on the couch for a few hours-
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, never will be. This plot is mine, and all made up characters which may or may not be seen are mine. Nothing else is mine. Nothing. Because I have nothing at all... Poor, poor me.
A/N: Thanks for the E-Mail, Kat. I have a new reviewer, I\'m happy! -Glomps new reviewer and gives both chibi plushies of Hayate and Sasame- I ish luffed. Anyway, thinking of skipping a day or two updating and putting up multiple chapters over the weekend. So, if I miss a day or two, sorry, but I will make up for it, I will! Anyway, on with the show!
Chapter 4:
// Gentle Emotions and Undying Loneliness // ~Part One~
\"Sasame?\" The soft voice called to the locked door, and no reply. What was with him? It had been weird what had happened the other night, to hear the other say his name and be gone, he had just proposed to Himeno. Hayate, of course, was clueless.
No one had seen Sasame today, though that was not that unusual on his thoughtful days. Yet, when Takako came to their room, it was locked. She had figured last night Sasame had just wanted some time alone, but to still be in there with the door locked now... Well... That was odd. \"Sasame? I\'m coming in.\" The gentle sound of Hayate disappearing sounded, then on the other side of the door he appeared. He promptly gasped.
Pale, almost translucent skin, dried blood on his lips, neck shirt. Eyes staring dully out the window, not moving from where he was, even as Hayate approached. Hayate was surprised, or horrified, or caught between the two. He came even closer, what was wrong with him. Was he... Dead? The slight rise and fall of his chest quelled this fear in him as he looked over him. His heart pounded, what was wrong with him?
\"Sasame?\" He asked, one knee resting on the edge of the bed as a hand reached for the pale one. A few more seconds, and he was almost touched him. \"Don\'t.\" Came a bare, hoarse whisper as Sasame pressed further against the wall. \"Sasame, what\'s wrong?\" He asked, coming closer, soft fingertips brushing at his arm. His hand recoiled. \"Damn, what have you done?\" He asked again, those warm fingers being wrapped around his arm. Then, he was pulled from his seated position, into Hayate.
\"God, your cold.\" Hayate said, holding the white haired male against his chest, arms around him. A futile struggle ensued, before Sasame let himself rest in Hayate\'s arms. He knew the other wouldn\'t take \'no\' for an answer. They sat there for a few minutes, Sasame enjoying the heat the other gave off, and the gentle way he was being held before Hayate spoke.
\"You know you can tell me what\'s wrong...I\'ll help however I can.\" He stated, and Sasame sighed. \"You can\'t... Can\'t help.\" He said, slowly getting the pins and needles feeling as his almost frozen limbs slowly began to regain feeling. \"And why can\'t I?\" He asked, letting the body slump against him, breathing against an arm that secured around his waist.
\"You... Can\'t.\" His voice was choked, it was so tired and full of pain.. It made Hayate\'s heart hurt to hear it, especially from his friend. \"Sasame, you used to help me always. Why can\'t--\" \"Because you just... Can\'t.\" The other interjected, a weak, defeated tone that belayed all the pain he was going through. \"I can, if you would only let me.\"
A long silence where nothing filled the void, save for his white haired friend\'s slow shifting at times, and the sounds of their breathing in the room. \"Fine.\" Slow, not even above a breath. \"Fine.\" Softer as he lifted his head. Chillingly cold eyes stared into Hayate\'s, though something sparked there for just a moment. A kind of... Emotion. Loosely identified as hope.
He leaned forward, slowly. So slowly, in fact, had Hayate wanted to move away from the other, he would have had ample time. Yet, he did not. Instead, he just stayed where he was, as if transfixed by what he saw in the other\'s eyes. He knew what was coming, both did, yet only Sasame moved to get closer. Closer, and closer until their lips touched.
It wasn\'t anything some people said a first kiss was. It was slight surprise, and simple sweetness in it\'s innocence. No fireworks or angels sung, yet Sasame\'s heart seemed to be having it\'s own firework celebration inside his chest, fluttering against his ribs. It was like a roller costar, one that scared you half to death yet you loved it anyway. Yeah, that\'s what it was like…
To Be Continued...
A/N: Short chapter, I\'m sorry. I will be back later this night, most likely, to continue. I am about to pass out, and decided to give you a cliff hanger before I am too dead tired to write. I may leave it till tomorrow to continue... So, you better pray I am in the mood to write when I wake. Comments? -Giggles- As always, read and review. -Goes to pass out on the couch for a few hours-