Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Flame ❯ Sweet Flame ( Chapter 1 )

Sweet Flames

Disclaimer: No I do not Own Trigun, if I did, Legato would be my sex slave and he'd be shacking up with Nick.. Nor do I own the lyrics to Desert Rose...Sting does..

Warnings: Legato/Wolfwood cuteness...be ready for some lovey-dovey stuff.....No sex...yet... I may even be nice and let you have the prequel to this little series BWAHAHA

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Nick's POV

He walked from that room, head held high and his face blank...but I can tell from the way he walks, that he is in absolute agony...and I'm just sitting here, listening to Midvalley's bad jokes, and Dominique's growling replies for him to shut up. I have to go to him...I excuse myself, and walk after him, as I reached his door, I could hear it.. the most depressing sound, the most heart wrenching sound that could ever reach the ears of a person... the soft, whimpering sobs of a man in absolute pain, I open the door, and close it quietly...and turn to look at my leader, biting my lower lip as I see him, curled up on the bed, hugging his pillow tightly, his coat on the chair to my right...

I dream of fire

Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die

And near the flames

The shadows play in the shape of the man's desire

I remember the way he looked at me.. the look of absolute mortification, just pure shock of being seen in a moment of weakness...but his face softens, I have seen this look before, I have been there, while he sobbed in my arms from the mental and physical abuse he goes through each day. No one else knows about this, I've told no one at all, and he's thankful of it. I know he may act calm and cool, and he hates humans with a fiery passion, but.. he needs me.

This desert rose

Whose shadow bears the secret promise

This desert flower

No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

"Nick.." I hear him rasp as he sits up on his bed...I can see the new wounds...never on his face...

"Yeah, `Gato-chan?" I use the nickname I made for him, one night in the heat of passion, I see the small smile playing on his soft lips

"Come lay with me?" he asked me softly...looking at me with vulnerable, and open golden/amber eyes, I couldn't refuse...I can't refuse him anything when he looks at me like that. I moved over and slid onto his bed, moving up to lay against his pillows, I watched his lithe, muscled body move up as he placed an arm on either side of me, and rested his azure haired head into the crook of my neck.. I could feel his warm even breath against my skin, as he tightened his arms around my waist, I smiled and slid an arm, softly and carefully around his mid back, holding him to me...

And now she turns

This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams

This fire burns

I realize that nothing's as it seems

"Nicholas.." I heard his whisper after a few minutes

"Yeah, `Gato-chan?"

"Never leave me...okay..."

"I won't leave you, Legato"

"Nothing'll ever separate us, Nicholas?"

"No Legato"

"I love you Nick.."

"I love you too, Legato.." I smiled from a little conversation as he leaned up and kissed me on the lips...my fingers slid into his hair and we held that kiss until he pulled back to look at me with pleasure filled eyes...

"I never want to leave you....nothing will -ever- make me leave you, Nick.. but...you know why I'm afraid to love you.. right?"

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I merely looked at him, my leader...my lover..

"I know.. i know Legato..." he looked at me and bit his lip..

"Nick I'm so.. so afraid that I'm going to lose you all to soon" that sweet voice blue haired angel of death said to me, tracing my lips with his nimble fingertips...I smiled under them, and licked them gently...before speaking

"I'll always be with you.." I reached up and stroked his cheek, he closed his eyes and leaned into my gentle caress, I knew this is what Legato needed...he needed someone to love him, to soothe his broken soul, and calm the torment in his heart...I just never thought...that it'd be me.

I dream of rain

I lift my gaze to empty skies above

I close my eyes

The rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love

"Nick.. I.." I stopped him from talking, by gently putting my finger to his lips and smiling...

"I know Legato.." I whispered, before placing my hand on the back of his neck and pulling him down, so that our lips meet again, I heard a small noise of contentment come from his throat, as our lips moved against one another's, I could taste the sweet ice cream he had had earlier today, and I was sure he could taste the whiskey I had wanted to drown myself in, on my lips. Our bodies lay twined together, hands tangled in each other's hair, I was gently stroking his lower back, when I encountered a new wound, which made him cry out in pain...I winced...

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

"Still hurts?"

"Yeah"

"I'm sorry baby.."

"Not your fault"

"I wish I could make the pain go away..."

"I know, baby.."

"I hate seeing you like this.."

"I know... I know.."

"Why does Knives treat you like he does...?"

"Because I'm a worthless piece of flesh to him.."

"<snort> Well you're more valuable then that, I just wish that jerk would realize it-"

"Nick! Don't insult him! He might hear you!"

"Oh well!"

"<sigh> Nick you are so hopeless..."

"Yep...so hopelessly in love with you..."

"I love you Nicholas D. Wolfwood..."

"I love you too, Legato Bluesummers..."

Sweet desert rose

Whose shadow bears the secret promise

This desert flower

No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

I felt his body curl into mine...talking time was done, he just wanted to sleep now... I know that not -everyone- knew about us being together, but.. Dominique....I think she knows, I mean... she knows a lot about me, and she was also one of the first members of this little gang of ours...I just held Legato to him, and felt my eyelids get heavy with sleep...I could still smell his spicy/sweet cologne he wore, he knows I like it, that's probably why he wears it all the time... I can't help but fall more in love with him, even when we're separated for long periods of time, we both know that when we come back to this place... that our arms will be around each other once we step foot into his or my bedroom...

Sweet desert rose

This memory of hidden hearts and souls

This desert flower

This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love

I opened my eyes after awhile...and looked to my sweet lover laying on my chest... I whispered into his ear...

"I will always love you, Legato Bluesummers...come Hell or high water...no one will ever break my loyalty of you...I promise.."