22Author Notes: This was my first male/male fanfic, and it brings back such happy memories. That is why, for the sake of its honor, I decided to go back and attempt to fix my grammatical errors! I am going to beta-read my thirteen-year-old self. Happy Days!
Warnings: I write yaoi folks, no ifs, ands, or buts about that. If that irks you in the least, click the backspace button. There is also angsty content, along with romance. That's right kiddie, boys snogging boys. If you're highly offended by that which is mentioned above, there is a backspace button. Click it.
Title: Alluring Passion
Rating: PG-13 (T if you actually follow this webbies new rating system.)
Pairing(s): Zero/Erts (main) Gareas/Ernest (minor, and mentioned)
Disclaimer: I do not own Megami Kouhosei. Redundant? Yes. Pointless? Agreed. Required? Sadly.
Alluring Passion
Epilogue: Outer Thoughts
Strands of blonde wisps fell toward the emerald blue of his eyes, as a smile tugged at corner of his mouth. He elegantly pushed the strands away in an almost pretty boy fashion. After doing so, his eyes reclaimed their rightful position of staring out into the blissful oblivion of space. This was the day he had been awaiting for such a long time. The day he would be returning to G.O.A.
What seemed to him an eternity ago, he had left the spacecraft G.O.A, and all he had known. That day… the same day he had been upgraded to the rank of Pilot, the same day his brother had died at the hands of the VICTIM, and the same day he had discovered his feelings for a certain brown-haired boy were more than just that of friendship.
His sapphire tinted eyes scanned the terrain outside the ship. Space…nothing but a black abyss full of wonders and undiscovered objects waiting to be found, but also the home of Zion's nemesis…VICTIM.
Even though he'd lost his beloved brother to their quest for Zion's destruction, he couldn't bring himself to harbor such feelings of anger and hate. He couldn't loathe them like Gareas, or despise then from afar like the others. No…not when he could feel them. Feel all their pain, and their suffering. To hear one dying in your head is maddening. To feel the pain and sorrow every time you fight them, and to be forced to fight them. How could Ernest stand it? How could any telepath cope with the pain that emits from those around them?
As the ship neared G.O.A his anticipation to dock grew. Not only would he be seeing his secret love interest, but also, a dear friend he'd left behind… Rome Lotte, his candidate repairer. If things hadn't turned out the way they did, Rome might have got to be his Goddess Repairer. It was not as if Tune was a horrible repairer, quite the contrary, her skills would have been unmatched were she not so shy, but even so, no one could replace Rome. In his heart resided a special place for her, and solely her.
Memories clouded his thoughts; Rome and he had always had a peaceful relationship full of kindness and understanding, he could not have asked for a better repairer at the time. Though he missed her, the yearning he felt to see her was unmatched to the need he felt to see his beloved, Candidate # 88, Zero Enna.
Due to his shy nature, Erts Virny Cocteau had never been able to confess his undying affection to Zero. The thought of being left alone, and abandoned by the only person he cared for also kept him from speaking how he felt. He felt he'd rather suffer alone with Zero at his side as friend, then confess to him the truth, and lose what relationship they had.
The ship lurched forward as it made contact with G.O.A. He had no other choice, shy nature or not, he had to tell Zero how he felt. The thought of telling Zero made Erts' stomach lurch. He had the sensation of butterflies being swallowed by frogs carousing around inside to help aid his nerves into a breakdown. In the end, the battle to tell him or not was put on hold, as he felt the spacecraft give another lurch signaling docking was in ten minutes.
"Hey Erts!" the familiar voice of Gareas called out from below, already headed down toward the docking bay. "Get ready! We're getting off this hunk of metal in five minutes. And if you're not down there by then we're leaving you!" It was a farce of a threat to say they'd leave him, but it was a threat nonetheless.
"Coming!" Erts said leaving his position at the window and walking onward.
"Zero-kun," Erts thought, as a smile took hold of his lips. "I'll tell you. I promise."
Author's Notesx2: Why didn't anyone ever tell me my story needed SERIOUS work. I had to practically rewrite the entire thing. That was depressing. Tell me I did better?