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Alas...
~By
Lovely-chan~
“He got a broken wing, I
think I can fix that.” Keshi softly attended to Lal’s wing, then
lay him on his bed carefully so he won’t break the other one. “He’s
going to be fine, Kalkin…thank you.” He covered Lal’s nakedness with
his old blanket and sat by the bed. “Poor thing…who could hurt him
this way? Who can be so cruel to hurt an innocent and defenseless
creature like Lal?” He looked sadly to Kalkin. “I’m afraid this
person can hurt you too. We must be more careful from now on. I
think this person was after you and Lal paid the price.”
Kalkin knew he was right. The
wise beast had the feeling he must hide for some time, but where
could he hide to be safe? He wanted for Lal and Keshi to be safe
too, but he was aware that even if he left, those evil men wouldn’t
stop hurting them, so he decided to stay and help the way he could.
Keshi begin to brush Lal’s
hair with his fingers, curious of the feeling of the strange looking
locks. “So soft and thin…he is so beautiful, isn’t he Kalkin? Yes, I
know he is very lonely...” He starred for a while, then started
tracing Lal's face with his hands lovingly. “No, Kalkin, we are not
keeping him. This is not a shelter you know. Yes I do like him, but
don’t you dare to tell him.” After long hours, Keshi stood up to
cook some dinner because of the late hour. He didn’t notice how fast
the time passed while he was sitting beside Lal just looking at him
and occasionally touching his very soft skin. “Watch him. It’s so
late. Where was I? I know…I’ve been here all day. Are you making fun
of me? It’s just…I never had guests. Yes, only that…I’m sure. I
just…don’t get tired of looking at him. He is so pretty…so pretty
and different. You see his eyes? Such an unusual shape…” Keshi keep
talking. Without shutting his mouth even one second about Lal, he
was driving the beast crazy with all his talking, yet he only
listened. Keshi didn’t usually talk that much and he noticed he was
obviously happy to have Lal around.
***
“Father…don’t give up, there
must be a way to save Alas. If you give up now, Vritra or Ahriman
will win. We can’t let any of them win, imagine our innocent
people…if I could only find that boy…he surely would help us.”
“Stop dreaming Chitra, no one
can win against those two evil men. Our country will suffer for our
weakness.”
“But father, everyone is dying
of hunger and cold, we can’t abandon them. We must help!”
“Can’t you see we are also
starving and freezing? There is nothing more I can do.”
“Father..! Father! Look at me!
Mother died but we are still alive. We can still fight and make a
difference! You are the king of Alas, you can’t give up!”
“You are strong my child...
maybe you are right. Go find that boy of yours and the unicorn…we
can’t let them have him.”
“Yes father, I will. You take
care of yourself.”
“I will.” The princess of Alas
left to the forest to find the boy that once saved her, without
knowing he was already dead.
***
Two tender eyelids opened
revealing beautiful violet eyes enhanced by eyelashes, trying to
focus what was before them. As the sight become clearer, the two
eyes discovered a long cascade of locks falling down to the hips of
a gorgeous young man. Blondish-brown currents of not straight- but
not curled hair were the main attraction for these eyes. How
amazingly they moved as the young man walked to the sides without
knowing he was being observed. Lal starred for a while, watching the
perfect sight before him and wonder how he end up in the room.
But the beauty of the young human was all that really mattered to
him; his cute little nose and his lovely white skin completed his
perfection, at least for him it was. Keshi was cooking, cutting some
vegetables to prepare a soup, the night was cold and it began to
rain, so he figured it would be good for both of them, specially to
the sick little haada. “What are you doing?”
“Huh? Lal! You are awake!”
Keshi couldn’t hide his smile even when he tried, but the truth was
he was glad to see the pretty haada finally awake. “I’m making
dinner, hope you like it.”
“What do you eat?”
“I’m making a soup, it’s
chilly outside.”
“What’s a soup?”
“You don’t know? Well…just
taste it when it’s ready.”
“Ok…Keshi?”
“Hum?”
“What am I doing here...
did... why... why’d you save me?”
“I can’t let someone die if I
can help.”
“I see…even if it’s a creature
with no soul?”
“Oh!” Keshi felt so ashamed
of what he'd said before to Lal and didn’t know what to say to
retract his words. “Well…I didn’t mean that…I’m…sorry.”
Lal tried to sit, but the pain
on his wing wouldn’t let him move much. “Ow!”
“You have a broken wing, so
try not to move…I’ll be there in a moment.” Minutes later Keshi
approached Lal to help him sit up and give him the soup he'd
prepared. “Come on help me out, don’t be lazy.” He finally sat and
rested his head on Keshi’s shoulder while he gave the soup and a
spoon to him. “Here, eat it all. You need to get strong, ok?”
Lal looked at the soup making
funny faces then took the wooden spoon on his hand confused. “What’s
this?”
“To eat.”
So he literally though he must
eat the spoon and bite it. “Ow! This will break my teeth, it’s too
hard!”
Keshi burst out laughing with
Lal’s ignorance, but remembered he lived in the forest and didn’t
know how humans lived. “I’m sorry, but you don’t eat the spoon, you
use it to eat the soup. Here, let me show you.”
“You look so cute when you
smile. You should do it more often.”
The host blushed. “Nah!” Keshi
gave Lal the soup like a father with a little child showing him how
to eat and Lal ate all he gave him. “Like it?”
“Aha…is a little hot, but
good.”
“It’s hot? Why you didn’t tell
me?” He then started to blow the spoon each time before he feed Lal
till the soup was gone. “Good boy! If you keep it up, you’ll be new
in no time.”
“Keshi…thank you. You made me
feel important for the first time.”
“Don’t be silly, now go to
sleep.”
“But I slept too much
already…I want to fly.”
“You can’t.”
“But what am I going to do
till my wing heals?”
“Just rest.”
“I can’t turn back into a
fairy like this…where should I live?”
“You can stay till you are
recovered, only till then.”
“Really???”
“Yes, but you won’t be staying
here always, ok? So don’t go crazy later on.”
“Why do you call me crazy?”
“Because you are a little…humm,
how can I put this? Strange.”
“Of course you think I’m
strange, I’m not a human…I’m nothing at all, not a fairy, not a
human…a mutant.”
“Don’t say that…you're alive,
that’s all you should care about.” Keshi laid him down and covered
his shoulders with the blanket. “Sleep well.”
“Where are you sleeping?”
“With Kalkin.” Keshi lay down
in the floor using Kalkin as his pillow, like many other nights, but
now he had no covers and it was as cold as usual provoking his
slender body to shiver.
Lal looked down to him and
felt guilt to see him shaking out of cold. And to think he was about
to complain because he was also cold, then he decided to call him so
they can share the cover. “Keshi…Keshi…”
“What’s wrong? You feel bad?”
He went to his side and sat on the bed. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
Keshi caressed Lal’s hair softly while he stared, lovingly waiting
for an answer.
“I’m cold.”
“I don’t have any other cover,
but I can turn on the fire if you like.”
“No…hold me.”
“But…”
“Please, don’t leave me alone.
You can lay here with me.”
“But I can hurt you, you’re
wounded.”
“Just lay here and I’ll rest
on you.”
“Ok…but only because you’re
cold.”
“Aha.” Keshi lay on the bed,
giving Lal his back so he won’t face his pretty face and get some
sleep. Lal moved slowly closer and nestled his face against Keshi’s
neck while his arm was drapped over Keshi’s waist, trying to cover
him with a piece of fabric. “Humm.”
Keshi felt nervous for an
unknown reason to him when he felt Lal’s lips touch his neck and
purr like a little cat making his body shiver. Keshi opened his eyes
when a sudden pain slid between his legs and chills ran down his
spine. Lal’s naked body was so close to him and his warmth felt so
good; his heart started pounding fast. 'What is this feeling? I feel
so nervous and…that pain. I hate when that happens, it’s hard…why
now? Why now that Lal is here?' Keshi was completely ignorant to
human’s sensuality, he had never kissed, touched or even be close to
any person but his older brother, and he died so long ago when he
was only eight years old- that was only a brother's affection. He
couldn’t even recall how it felt to be near someone’s warmth and
feel loved at all. The truth is he didn’t know what love was, or
sexuality, he always lived hiding from people, so there was no way
he could know.
The night hours passed so
slowly for young Keshi, trying to close his eyes with no luck. The
small figure beside him awakened feelings he never experienced
before and couldn’t explain at all. 'That pain won’t go away…I feel
like I can’t breath…Lal…it is you? I feel…I want to squeeze you
close to me. But why?'
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