Rave Master Fan Fiction ❯ Please... ❯ Gods Forgive Me ( Chapter 1 )

Please…..

 

Chapter One: Gods Forgive Me

 

“Are you ok Haru?” were the words from the muscular man's mouth. Gale's silver-gray hair hung around his face, which had a scar going diagonally from its left to its right. He stared at his son, who seemed tired after lifting so much rubble after King's tower had collapsed with them inside it. Haru put on a smile. “It's just getting kind of hard to breathe…”

“I feel it to, but I thought I was just getting tired. All of this talking we've been doing must have wasted what little precious oxygen we had left. We should probably stop talking now.” said Haru's father with a worried expression. “No! I've enjoyed talking to you and I want to keep talking.” said Haru with a pleasant look on his face. That was the word that popped into Gale's head when he saw his son with his constant smile, or whenever he heard his voice. He couldn't help but picture his son in with that big grin, the sun shining on his silver hair, and a strong wind suddenly blowing his jacket and shirt off, revealing Haru's well sculpted torso and steel hard arms.

Gale cursed himself mentally. `I can't believe myself! I finally see my son after all these years and I'm thinking of having sex with him! Come on Gale, just try and bury those feelings. They'll only bring you pain.'

“Dad? Are you okay?” inquired a worried Haru. “Don't worry about me Haru. I'm fine. You should take a break while I get back to getting some of that rubble out of the way.”

Haru put on his trademark smile and said, “Fine. But only a short one, I can't let you do all of the work.”

There was that same smile. Gale envisioned Haru again, but this time he spoke to Gale. `”Please dad… Please make me yours.”' Haru's eyes were half closed as if in the midst of some pleasured moment. Gale could feel his body temperature rising. Something hard was coming to life in his nether regions, and as he turned away from Haru, who was lying down, a deep crimson blush appeared on his face. “Haru?”

The older man turned to check on his non-responding son. He was barely breathing! “Haru!” exclaimed the frightened man. Gale quickly ran towards the pile of rubble and started to pound away at a weak spot. He pummeled his fist into the rock, scrapping it in the process. He loved his son so much that he would take any punishment or pain in his place. He drove his fist harder and harder into the stone until a small glimmer of light appeared. He rejoiced as he opened the hole a little more, just big enough to let some air in.

Gale turned around and asked his son with a smile, “Are you okay Haru? Haru? Haru!”

Haru was still unconscious but his breathing had stopped. Gale ran as fast as he could to his son's side. “Oh may Haru and the gods forgive me for this!”

He closed his eyes and placed his lips on his son's and breathed life into the boy.