Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ The Hardest Thing ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: TikiGoddess 
The two spend a night together in each other's arms [R rating due to shounen ai]
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.09.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 521 | Visits: 497 | Status: Work In Progress
The two spend a night together in each other's arms [R rating due to shounen ai]
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.09.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 521 | Visits: 497 | Status: Work In Progress
The Hardest Thing- Chapter 2
By DemonCatBeastie
Author's note: So I got some requests to do a sequel, and I didn't think much of it because I couldn't think of anything to do with it.
Then, the other night, I did. Now I don't remember what it was, but at the time it was pretty cool.
So here you go, all you who requested more; I hope you enjoy. ^_^
It was so dark outside, and inside all the light in the room was coming from a black light that made stickers on the wall glow brightly. Ash could see the faint outline of Gary's face in the darkness, his eyes closed but not asleep. He brushed the tips of his fingers across the other boy's face, over the spot he'd hit earlier. He felt Gary twitch under the touch.
"I'm sorry," He murmured, leaning forward and kissing it. "I shouldn't have done that."
"It's all right," Gary said, voice just above a whisper. "I think I got you back. A lot harder, in fact." Ash felt Gary's fingers tracing over the swollen spot next to his eye. "And I should apologize; I acted like a child."
Ash took a breath as if to say something, but nothing that made sense was coming to mind. He settled on "I love you."
"I love you too."
Everything was so peaceful, there in the darkness. That was the place where they always felt the safest; Gary's grandfather never came in here, and no visitors were allowed upstairs unless they were invited. Here was the place where they could be most honest with each other, the place where they exposed their hearts and souls and skin.
Ash pulled himself close enough to kiss his lover's now snoozing form, and wondered- not for the first time- how it was that Gary could see things so simply, how he could not be afraid of what this would all mean for them later on, what it would mean if their families and loved ones found out. He couldn't understand the simplicity; further, he couldn't stay here and find out. The responsibilities now were on him- Gary wasn't about to let go for any reason, and with morning came the beginning of their problems.
"Gary?" He whispered into the dark.
"Hm?" came the sleep laden reply.
"Doesn't this ever make you worried? Aren't you ever scared of what will happen to us when the others find out?"
There was a long pause, and just as Ash was beginning to think Gary had fallen asleep on him, he murmured "I'm not afraid of what the future holds... Not as long as you're here with me. That's for tomorrow to worry over... Now, I've got you in my arms and that's all that matters."
Ash didn't move for a moment after this last coherent moment of the evening from Gary, then snuggled in closer to rest his head against the other boy's chest and tried to swallow the tears.
He knew what he was going to do next was going to be the most terrible thing he'd ever done in his life.
By DemonCatBeastie
Author's note: So I got some requests to do a sequel, and I didn't think much of it because I couldn't think of anything to do with it.
Then, the other night, I did. Now I don't remember what it was, but at the time it was pretty cool.
So here you go, all you who requested more; I hope you enjoy. ^_^
It was so dark outside, and inside all the light in the room was coming from a black light that made stickers on the wall glow brightly. Ash could see the faint outline of Gary's face in the darkness, his eyes closed but not asleep. He brushed the tips of his fingers across the other boy's face, over the spot he'd hit earlier. He felt Gary twitch under the touch.
"I'm sorry," He murmured, leaning forward and kissing it. "I shouldn't have done that."
"It's all right," Gary said, voice just above a whisper. "I think I got you back. A lot harder, in fact." Ash felt Gary's fingers tracing over the swollen spot next to his eye. "And I should apologize; I acted like a child."
Ash took a breath as if to say something, but nothing that made sense was coming to mind. He settled on "I love you."
"I love you too."
Everything was so peaceful, there in the darkness. That was the place where they always felt the safest; Gary's grandfather never came in here, and no visitors were allowed upstairs unless they were invited. Here was the place where they could be most honest with each other, the place where they exposed their hearts and souls and skin.
Ash pulled himself close enough to kiss his lover's now snoozing form, and wondered- not for the first time- how it was that Gary could see things so simply, how he could not be afraid of what this would all mean for them later on, what it would mean if their families and loved ones found out. He couldn't understand the simplicity; further, he couldn't stay here and find out. The responsibilities now were on him- Gary wasn't about to let go for any reason, and with morning came the beginning of their problems.
"Gary?" He whispered into the dark.
"Hm?" came the sleep laden reply.
"Doesn't this ever make you worried? Aren't you ever scared of what will happen to us when the others find out?"
There was a long pause, and just as Ash was beginning to think Gary had fallen asleep on him, he murmured "I'm not afraid of what the future holds... Not as long as you're here with me. That's for tomorrow to worry over... Now, I've got you in my arms and that's all that matters."
Ash didn't move for a moment after this last coherent moment of the evening from Gary, then snuggled in closer to rest his head against the other boy's chest and tried to swallow the tears.
He knew what he was going to do next was going to be the most terrible thing he'd ever done in his life.