LOL So what's where Poseidon comes from eh? That was so funny!!
@Nighty's Fatuuno I left my comments in the OC thread... but I'll second Satashi's request here, MORE PLEASE!
@USB If you write that Fatuuno part, send it my way!
@Kirika-chan Welcome to the board! Enjoy your stay.
@thread I havent had much time lately to follow the thread... Cant comment on Redemption yet, either, as I still have not caught up to the story. (I'm progressing... but very... slowly... )
1: yes, that's where and how Poseidon originally came from
2 & 3: as I said earlier, I'll be working on it (though it will also incorporate one of my OCs ). Of course I have to refer to the timeline first.
4: welcome from me, as well. Have fun, Kirika-chan, and don't be shy to approach some of the seasoned writers.
5: do you need special treatment from the Gemini Sisters?
“Well I'm your childhood friend and you never look at my breasts!” She protested loudly, glaring at him. The elevator went suddenly silent as the two looked at each other. Slowly Hayate's face began to color when she realized what she had just obviously complained about.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Satashi
Sniplet from Redemption II
Spoiler for Yummy.:
"Unhand her or I'll slit your neck you and use your dead body as a pez dispenser!" Subaru glared hard, hand tightening.
Update:3,289 words (going slow)
Soooo, was the first snippet caught on TSAB home videos for the world to see... Watch the base go wild again after the B.J. incident...
The mental image of that is going to be in my head for a while.. Although I can just see whoever she'd talking to go 'Pez Dispenser...... What's that?
You call 3.3k words going slow... Shheesh I wish I could write that much in the same time period... Well I probably could, but I always seem to get sidetracked...
This was written purely for the OC thread and has a degree of OOCness due to the fact that it takes place in an alternate Nanoha-verse. Not for the weak of heart. NFers, please... don't read. It's not lemon, it's not even romantic, but please... you had been warned.
Spoiler for Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~:
“Cheers.”
“Likewise.”
With a knock of glasses, acknowledging each other’s drink, Hayate and Fate… sat across one another, amidst the small lounge, as they rest themselves, leaning back to the sofa, legs crossed on the floor, slowly sipping their wine.
“It’s been a while since we’ve done this, isn’t it, Fate-chan?”
“True…we’ve been too busy lately… I haven’t had the chance to relax at all these past 2 weeks.”
They both sighed, as they show their exhaustion. Hayate continued, “The last time we were like this, it was still the 3 of us, back when Nanoh…! I’m sorry.”
Hayate stopped track as she realized who she was about to mention in front of Fate, as she slowly apologized. Even though they’ve come to accept it, it was still painful for all of them… It was hard for them to even think that their best friend, who’s survived everything together for 10 years together…was no longer around.
“It’s okay, Hayate-chan. It is painful, but at the same time…we cannot pretend that it wasn’t real. We’re soldiers… We came prepared that we could’ve died in face of our duties. Fate spoke, but her words were soft and mildly trembling, insecure…
Hayate quickly changed the topic as she jumped at the chance, “It’s too bad Yuuno-kun couldn’t join us tonight, huh?”
Fate seemingly jerked a little, almost unnoticeable at Yuuno’s mention…”Ye..yeah… he too has been quite busy recently… He’s been assigned to a number of termed-missions… I haven’t seen him in a few weeks now, aside from contact.”
“To be honest, I was very surprised then… when Yuuno decided to quit from the Archeologist’s Guild, retire as Infinity Library’s chief…and instead, enroll as a military officer for TSAB. Even though he wasn’t the kind of person who was meant to be a soldier…”
Fate replied as she spoke mildly, a little red now due to the slight alcoholic consumption. “More so than anyone else, Yuuno blamed himself for Nanoha’s death… That night… Nanoha died due to loss of communication with rear-support from the HQ, due to the enemy’s hacking that got her…off-guard. Yuuno… no one else was better at being Nanoha’s support other than him. For the first time in his life, he regretted…choosing to become a librarian than to stay with Nanoha…with us, as our support-mage.”
“It’s not only Yuuno…you too, right?”
“Yes…Back then, I should’ve…”
“Stop there! Fate-chan!... No one would ever blame you or Yuuno-kun for what happened. It wasn’t your fault, it never was. So please…” Hayate cried out, as tears slowly formed in her eyes…
“Thank you, Hayate-chan. What could I do without you?”
Finishing their glasses, they poured more, drinking more as they drowned away in their conversation…
“But still…Yuuno-kun’s changed a lot, huh? It’s almost like he’s a different person altogether.”
“Yuuno’s gone through a lot to become what he is today. Not only was he severely criticized from the general public and his academic colleagues for his choice… he had to go through severe retraining due to years of inactivity, and readapting his magical style… Being at offensive was never Yuuno-kun’s talent. But now… no one else in TSAB can utilize gravitational field magic as efficiently as he can in combat, and in terms of spatial awareness in levitation control…he’s better than even Nanoha. Well, he was her teacher at that to begin with... And he is still a great support-mage, especially at being a seeker for mage-snipers. But even so…he’s still struggling a lot through the motions. It wasn’t his talent to begin with…He barely cracked the AA+ ranking to qualify.”
They both sighed as they bottomed down their 4th glass respectively.
“Enough of that! So…Fate-chan, how has things been going with Yuuno-kun?” Hayate asked, sounding a little sheepish, with a slight grin, though Fate dismissed it at her being drunk.
“Hmm? I thought I said that he’s been busy recently…”
“Not that! I mean…how are things between you and Yuuno-kun?”
Fate’s face rose a light red…”Wha..what are you talking about? Yuuno and I has always been friends. It’s the sa..same for you, right?”
“You might’ve fooled everyone, but you can’t fool me. I can see ‘something’ going on, so..come on, spill the beans. How far had both of you gone?”
“… There’s no hiding anything from you, huh?... Well…we’ve,..made.. done it…several times…”
Fate’s face turned red, as she looked down, her face almost as red as the red wine she’s drinking, as she looked upon her relection on the drink.
“Wow! So, the both of you are like…rabu rabu now!? When’s the wedding!?” Hayate teased her.
“No…Like I said, it’s nothing like that… Yuuno and I are still friends. We’re still just…friends.”
”…How?”
“I dunno… I can’t even remember clearly how it first started… when Nanoha died, I suppose there was something that was lost inside of us… and that’s how everything started…I think. We’re adults now…it didn’t affect our relationship. It’s just that…sometimes…it comes to us naturally. When we want each other for carnal desires. I never asked him, he never asked me… we just know…when. Beyond those occasional moments, we’re still great friends.”
“Fate…chan…”
“You know… the whole time Yuuno’s been with me…He never once said “I love you”. Of course, I’m the same…So all these time, maybe we’re just using each other. Haha…when I put it like that, it sounds weird, doesn’t it? I don’t even know what I’m saying…The alcohol must be getting to me..haha…” Fate forced a smile, as she continued speaking, slightly cracking in her voice, dishonest with herself.
Hayate could only so much but smile sadly at her. “Do you love him?”
“Like I said, our relationship isn’t romantic.”
“The question stands.”
“I…” Fate’s voice shivered, as she found herself not being able to say anything further… Did she love him? Or did she merely consider him a great friend…who just have sex together sometimes?...She didn’t know.
“I don’t know.”
“Fate-chan… It may be prospectus for me to say this…but Yuuno-kun isn’t that kind of person who’d simply treat his treasured friends like that, even if both of you wanted it. He’s always been…too kind for his own good. And no matter how much Yuuno-kun changes, you and I know…that part of him will never. Ever.”
“You really…think so?”
“Positive.”
“Thank you…Hayate-chan.”
As I had promised earlier.
Like Nightengale had said earlier, I'd like to warn readers that like Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~, this story takes place in an alternate future of Nanoha Universe and therefore contains a degree of OOCness for both CC and OC. This story is not for N/F and is probably not for N/H as well.
You have been reminded.
Spoiler for Into The Dusk; Prologue:
// MC 0085. Avalon Cemetery, Mid-Childa //
It was a cold and snowy day. There was a strange yet benevolent sense of serenity that enveloped the mausoleum complex, and it was the kind of feeling no one could seem to appreciate. Ravens could be seen perching upon branches of the leafless tree, observing the cemetery and acting as the area’s guards.
He was unmoving. Standing in front of a stone slab, he ignored the falling snow that started to pile up on his head. (The fork-tailed cat next to him did not move as well; it imitated its master’s gesture and stared at the slab.) He did not bulge, having been stationary for the past two hours, and as he looked down at a plaque on the slab he let out a low-sounding groan of acceptance.
“…”
He knelt down. Talking a pendant out of his trench coat, he opened its lid and stared at a picture inside. A solemn grin carved upon his battle-hardened face when a flash of memory that led to the picture knocked his mind. Not wanting the nostalgia to come, he closed the lid and clenched the pendant tightly in his hand.
He glanced at the plaque. He read a portion of inscription carved on the metal plate, and his heart stopped when his eyes reached a name. He frowned; the memory he thought he could discard came back to haunt him. His fist became taut, and his body shivered in gloom. Tears fell down his scarred cheeks and froze on contact with the icy soil.
His shoulder was patted. He looked to the left and found himself staring into a pair of ruby eyes. Startled by the person’s unexpected presence, he broke eye contact and gaped at the plaque. “Our path crosses… after ten years of separation…” he murmured, his hand slowly reaching for the hand that rested on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time… isn’t it, Fate?”
The person nodded.
He clenched the hand hard and silently gasped at the soothing warmth that came from it. “How’s everyone?”
The person chuckled (the little girl standing next to her was too enamoured by the falling snow to notice the conversation between the two folks). “We’re doing fine. Yuuno’s busy taking care of his recruits as usual. Hayate-chan’s recently promoted to General rank. Vivio’s quite a grown up girl.” The said girl stared back at the person, puzzled when she mentioned her name. “I… I’m still the same, old, Flight Lieutenant.”
He chortled. “That’s… very good to hear.”
“How is the old Windtalker doing?” the person asked in joking manner.
He quietly laughed at the moniker. “Windtalker… huh? Still calling me with that nickname even though I no longer have relationship with them…” Saying nothing afterwards, he broke into tears and frowned, trying to contain his emotions before he eventually gave in. “Why…?” he sobbed. “Why I couldn’t do anything to save her…? Why?”
The person encircled her arms about his shoulders. “You weren’t at fault,” she spoke as to sooth his heart. “No one would blame you or anyone for what happened.”
He shook his head. “I can’t…! I had promised to save her, but I couldn’t! I had failed myself as her best friend!”
The person tightened her embrace. “I wouldn’t blame you,” she whispered. “Yuuno wouldn’t. Hayate-chan wouldn’t. I’m sure she wouldn’t do the same. So, please…” She rested her chin upon his shoulder and gently patted his head. “Don’t blame yourself…”
Burying his face beneath the sleeves, he cried in silent and held onto her as to seek for guidance. The person hushed into his ears and pleaded him to accept whatever that had come unto him; slowly he calmed down and began to be immersed in the warmth cuddle. “Say, Fate…”
“Yes?” asked the person.
“That day…” he murmured.
“That day?” asked her again.
He nodded. “That day… I would never forget every piece of memory I had shared with her…”
He paused. Then he continued. “I… would never forget…”
Like the rest of stories, I might Blog Into The Dusk for readers' convenience.
Disclaimer: USB500 bears no responsibilities for bloodbath and riot that may result from this story.
Last edited by USB500; 2007-07-19 at 22:30.
Reason: adding disclaimer
Like Nightengale had said earlier, I'd like to warn readers that like Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~, this story takes place in an alternate future of Nanoha Universe and therefore contains a degree of OOCness for both CC and OC. This story is not for N/F and is probably not for N/H as well.
You have been reminded.
Spoiler for Into The Dusk; Prologue:
// MC 0085. Avalon Cemetery, Mid-Childa //
It was a cold and snowy day. There was a strange yet benevolent sense of serenity that enveloped the mausoleum complex, and it was the kind of feeling no one could seem to appreciate. Ravens could be seen perching upon branches of the leafless tree, observing the cemetery and acting as the area’s guards.
He was unmoving. Standing in front of a stone slab, he ignored the falling snow that started to pile up on his head. (The fork-tailed cat next to him did not move as well; it imitated its master’s gesture and stared at the slab.) He did not bulge, having been stationary for the past two hours, and as he looked down at a plaque on the slab he let out a low-sounding groan of acceptance.
“…”
He knelt down. Talking a pendant out of his trench coat, he opened its lid and stared at a picture inside. A solemn grin carved upon his battle-hardened face when a flash of memory that led to the picture knocked his mind. Not wanting the nostalgia to come, he closed the lid and clenched the pendant tightly in his hand.
He glanced at the plaque. He read a portion of inscription carved on the metal plate, and his heart stopped when his eyes reached a name. He frowned; the memory he thought he could discard came back to haunt him. His fist became taut, and his body shivered in gloom. Tears fell down his scarred cheeks and froze on contact with the icy soil.
His shoulder was patted. He looked to the left and found himself staring into a pair of ruby eyes. Startled by the person’s unexpected presence, he broke eye contact and gaped at the plaque. “Our path crosses… after ten years of separation…” he murmured, his hand slowly reaching for the hand that rested on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time… isn’t it, Fate?”
The person nodded.
He clenched the hand hard and silently gasped at the soothing warmth that came from it. “How’s everyone?”
The person chuckled (the little girl standing next to her was too enamoured by the falling snow to notice the conversation between the two folks). “We’re doing fine. Yuuno’s busy taking care of his recruits as usual. Hayate-chan’s recently promoted to General rank. Vivio’s quite a grown up girl.” The said girl stared back at the person, puzzled when she mentioned her name. “I… I’m still the same, old, Flight Lieutenant.”
He chortled. “That’s… very good to hear.”
“How is the old Windtalker doing?” the person asked in joking manner.
He quietly laughed at the moniker. “Windtalker… huh? Still calling me with that nickname even though I no longer have relationship with them…” Saying nothing afterwards, he broke into tears and frowned, trying to contain his emotions before he eventually gave in. “Why…?” he sobbed. “Why I couldn’t do anything to save her…? Why?”
The person encircled her arms about his shoulders. “You weren’t at fault,” she spoke as to sooth his heart. “No one would blame you or anyone for what happened.”
He shook his head. “I can’t…! I had promised to save her, but I couldn’t! I had failed myself as her best friend!”
The person tightened her embrace. “I wouldn’t blame you,” she whispered. “Yuuno wouldn’t. Hayate-chan wouldn’t. I’m sure she wouldn’t do the same. So, please…” She rested her chin upon his shoulder and gently patted his head. “Don’t blame yourself…”
Burying his face beneath the sleeves, he cried in silent and held onto her as to seek for guidance. The person hushed into his ears and pleaded him to accept whatever that had come unto him; slowly he calmed down and began to be immersed in the warmth cuddle. “Say, Fate…”
“Yes?” asked the person.
“That day…” he murmured.
“That day?” asked her again.
He nodded. “That day… I would never forget every piece of memory I had shared with her…”
He paused. Then he continued. “I… would never forget…”
Like the rest of stories, I might Blog Into The Dusk for readers' convenience.
Disclaimer: USB500 bears no responsibilities for bloodbath and riot that may result from this story.
So you added Hikki to it.
What can I say, It's the first time I've seen you pull drama of this caliber here in the forums. Awesome...
Like Nightengale had said earlier, I'd like to warn readers that like Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~, this story takes place in an alternate future of Nanoha Universe and therefore contains a degree of OOCness for both CC and OC. This story is not for N/F and is probably not for N/H as well.
You have been reminded.
Spoiler for Into The Dusk; Prologue:
// MC 0085. Avalon Cemetery, Mid-Childa //
It was a cold and snowy day. There was a strange yet benevolent sense of serenity that enveloped the mausoleum complex, and it was the kind of feeling no one could seem to appreciate. Ravens could be seen perching upon branches of the leafless tree, observing the cemetery and acting as the area’s guards.
He was unmoving. Standing in front of a stone slab, he ignored the falling snow that started to pile up on his head. (The fork-tailed cat next to him did not move as well; it imitated its master’s gesture and stared at the slab.) He did not bulge, having been stationary for the past two hours, and as he looked down at a plaque on the slab he let out a low-sounding groan of acceptance.
“…”
He knelt down. Talking a pendant out of his trench coat, he opened its lid and stared at a picture inside. A solemn grin carved upon his battle-hardened face when a flash of memory that led to the picture knocked his mind. Not wanting the nostalgia to come, he closed the lid and clenched the pendant tightly in his hand.
He glanced at the plaque. He read a portion of inscription carved on the metal plate, and his heart stopped when his eyes reached a name. He frowned; the memory he thought he could discard came back to haunt him. His fist became taut, and his body shivered in gloom. Tears fell down his scarred cheeks and froze on contact with the icy soil.
His shoulder was patted. He looked to the left and found himself staring into a pair of ruby eyes. Startled by the person’s unexpected presence, he broke eye contact and gaped at the plaque. “Our path crosses… after ten years of separation…” he murmured, his hand slowly reaching for the hand that rested on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time… isn’t it, Fate?”
The person nodded.
He clenched the hand hard and silently gasped at the soothing warmth that came from it. “How’s everyone?”
The person chuckled (the little girl standing next to her was too enamoured by the falling snow to notice the conversation between the two folks). “We’re doing fine. Yuuno’s busy taking care of his recruits as usual. Hayate-chan’s recently promoted to General rank. Vivio’s quite a grown up girl.” The said girl stared back at the person, puzzled when she mentioned her name. “I… I’m still the same, old, Flight Lieutenant.”
He chortled. “That’s… very good to hear.”
“How is the old Windtalker doing?” the person asked in joking manner.
He quietly laughed at the moniker. “Windtalker… huh? Still calling me with that nickname even though I no longer have relationship with them…” Saying nothing afterwards, he broke into tears and frowned, trying to contain his emotions before he eventually gave in. “Why…?” he sobbed. “Why I couldn’t do anything to save her…? Why?”
The person encircled her arms about his shoulders. “You weren’t at fault,” she spoke as to sooth his heart. “No one would blame you or anyone for what happened.”
He shook his head. “I can’t…! I had promised to save her, but I couldn’t! I had failed myself as her best friend!”
The person tightened her embrace. “I wouldn’t blame you,” she whispered. “Yuuno wouldn’t. Hayate-chan wouldn’t. I’m sure she wouldn’t do the same. So, please…” She rested her chin upon his shoulder and gently patted his head. “Don’t blame yourself…”
Burying his face beneath the sleeves, he cried in silent and held onto her as to seek for guidance. The person hushed into his ears and pleaded him to accept whatever that had come unto him; slowly he calmed down and began to be immersed in the warmth cuddle. “Say, Fate…”
“Yes?” asked the person.
“That day…” he murmured.
“That day?” asked her again.
He nodded. “That day… I would never forget every piece of memory I had shared with her…”
He paused. Then he continued. “I… would never forget…”
Like the rest of stories, I might Blog Into The Dusk for readers' convenience.
Disclaimer: USB500 bears no responsibilities for bloodbath and riot that may result from this story.
Nighengale... what have you spawned....
That's Hikki isn't it? Unless I have my characters all wrong.
It looks good for a start. Have to read more to get a better understanding of the situation.
Like Nightengale had said earlier, I'd like to warn readers that like Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~, this story takes place in an alternate future of Nanoha Universe and therefore contains a degree of OOCness for both CC and OC. This story is not for N/F and is probably not for N/H as well.
You have been reminded.
Spoiler for Into The Dusk; Prologue:
// MC 0085. Avalon Cemetery, Mid-Childa //
It was a cold and snowy day. There was a strange yet benevolent sense of serenity that enveloped the mausoleum complex, and it was the kind of feeling no one could seem to appreciate. Ravens could be seen perching upon branches of the leafless tree, observing the cemetery and acting as the area’s guards.
He was unmoving. Standing in front of a stone slab, he ignored the falling snow that started to pile up on his head. (The fork-tailed cat next to him did not move as well; it imitated its master’s gesture and stared at the slab.) He did not bulge, having been stationary for the past two hours, and as he looked down at a plaque on the slab he let out a low-sounding groan of acceptance.
“…”
He knelt down. Talking a pendant out of his trench coat, he opened its lid and stared at a picture inside. A solemn grin carved upon his battle-hardened face when a flash of memory that led to the picture knocked his mind. Not wanting the nostalgia to come, he closed the lid and clenched the pendant tightly in his hand.
He glanced at the plaque. He read a portion of inscription carved on the metal plate, and his heart stopped when his eyes reached a name. He frowned; the memory he thought he could discard came back to haunt him. His fist became taut, and his body shivered in gloom. Tears fell down his scarred cheeks and froze on contact with the icy soil.
His shoulder was patted. He looked to the left and found himself staring into a pair of ruby eyes. Startled by the person’s unexpected presence, he broke eye contact and gaped at the plaque. “Our path crosses… after ten years of separation…” he murmured, his hand slowly reaching for the hand that rested on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time… isn’t it, Fate?”
The person nodded.
He clenched the hand hard and silently gasped at the soothing warmth that came from it. “How’s everyone?”
The person chuckled (the little girl standing next to her was too enamoured by the falling snow to notice the conversation between the two folks). “We’re doing fine. Yuuno’s busy taking care of his recruits as usual. Hayate-chan’s recently promoted to General rank. Vivio’s quite a grown up girl.” The said girl stared back at the person, puzzled when she mentioned her name. “I… I’m still the same, old, Flight Lieutenant.”
He chortled. “That’s… very good to hear.”
“How is the old Windtalker doing?” the person asked in joking manner.
He quietly laughed at the moniker. “Windtalker… huh? Still calling me with that nickname even though I no longer have relationship with them…” Saying nothing afterwards, he broke into tears and frowned, trying to contain his emotions before he eventually gave in. “Why…?” he sobbed. “Why I couldn’t do anything to save her…? Why?”
The person encircled her arms about his shoulders. “You weren’t at fault,” she spoke as to sooth his heart. “No one would blame you or anyone for what happened.”
He shook his head. “I can’t…! I had promised to save her, but I couldn’t! I had failed myself as her best friend!”
The person tightened her embrace. “I wouldn’t blame you,” she whispered. “Yuuno wouldn’t. Hayate-chan wouldn’t. I’m sure she wouldn’t do the same. So, please…” She rested her chin upon his shoulder and gently patted his head. “Don’t blame yourself…”
Burying his face beneath the sleeves, he cried in silent and held onto her as to seek for guidance. The person hushed into his ears and pleaded him to accept whatever that had come unto him; slowly he calmed down and began to be immersed in the warmth cuddle. “Say, Fate…”
“Yes?” asked the person.
“That day…” he murmured.
“That day?” asked her again.
He nodded. “That day… I would never forget every piece of memory I had shared with her…”
He paused. Then he continued. “I… would never forget…”
Like the rest of stories, I might Blog Into The Dusk for readers' convenience.
Disclaimer: USB500 bears no responsibilities for bloodbath and riot that may result from this story.
Nice.
I was wondering the lack of external involvement in the story bar Hikki and Fate, then I saw it was just the prologue.
Now, I'm tempted to write the scene when she died... Hmm....how should I go about it, I wonder?
@Liingo, what have I spawned, I wonder?
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Night~and~Gale: ~ The Final Mythology of the Man who Defied Destiny.
The sleeping lion shall awaken beyond the depths of time, crossing ten billion lights, come to Terra.
So you added Hikki to it.
What can I say, It's the first time I've seen you pull drama of this caliber here in the forums. Awesome...
And I couldn't believe I'd actually go as far as writing it
Well, it's not really my writing style, but strangely enough every time I write one, it tends to fall either into "bad" category or "really good" category
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Liingo
That's Hikki isn't it? Unless I have my characters all wrong.
It looks good for a start. Have to read more to get a better understanding of the situation.
Yes, that's Hikki 10 years after the unfaithful day: battered, angst, haunted by his past but still appreciative of his life.
More to come from me.
p/s: you might notice Fuuko accompanying him.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightengale
Nice.
I was wondering the lack of external involvement in the story bar Hikki and Fate, then I saw it was just the prologue.
Now, I'm tempted to write the scene when she died... Hmm....how should I go about it, I wonder?
Like Nightengale had said earlier, I'd like to warn readers that like Multiverse MC 076 : ~ Reflection ~, this story takes place in an alternate future of Nanoha Universe and therefore contains a degree of OOCness for both CC and OC. This story is not for N/F and is probably not for N/H as well.
You have been reminded.
Spoiler for Into The Dusk; Prologue:
// MC 0085. Avalon Cemetery, Mid-Childa //
It was a cold and snowy day. There was a strange yet benevolent sense of serenity that enveloped the mausoleum complex, and it was the kind of feeling no one could seem to appreciate. Ravens could be seen perching upon branches of the leafless tree, observing the cemetery and acting as the area’s guards.
He was unmoving. Standing in front of a stone slab, he ignored the falling snow that started to pile up on his head. (The fork-tailed cat next to him did not move as well; it imitated its master’s gesture and stared at the slab.) He did not bulge, having been stationary for the past two hours, and as he looked down at a plaque on the slab he let out a low-sounding groan of acceptance.
“…”
He knelt down. Talking a pendant out of his trench coat, he opened its lid and stared at a picture inside. A solemn grin carved upon his battle-hardened face when a flash of memory that led to the picture knocked his mind. Not wanting the nostalgia to come, he closed the lid and clenched the pendant tightly in his hand.
He glanced at the plaque. He read a portion of inscription carved on the metal plate, and his heart stopped when his eyes reached a name. He frowned; the memory he thought he could discard came back to haunt him. His fist became taut, and his body shivered in gloom. Tears fell down his scarred cheeks and froze on contact with the icy soil.
His shoulder was patted. He looked to the left and found himself staring into a pair of ruby eyes. Startled by the person’s unexpected presence, he broke eye contact and gaped at the plaque. “Our path crosses… after ten years of separation…” he murmured, his hand slowly reaching for the hand that rested on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time… isn’t it, Fate?”
The person nodded.
He clenched the hand hard and silently gasped at the soothing warmth that came from it. “How’s everyone?”
The person chuckled (the little girl standing next to her was too enamoured by the falling snow to notice the conversation between the two folks). “We’re doing fine. Yuuno’s busy taking care of his recruits as usual. Hayate-chan’s recently promoted to General rank. Vivio’s quite a grown up girl.” The said girl stared back at the person, puzzled when she mentioned her name. “I… I’m still the same, old, Flight Lieutenant.”
He chortled. “That’s… very good to hear.”
“How is the old Windtalker doing?” the person asked in joking manner.
He quietly laughed at the moniker. “Windtalker… huh? Still calling me with that nickname even though I no longer have relationship with them…” Saying nothing afterwards, he broke into tears and frowned, trying to contain his emotions before he eventually gave in. “Why…?” he sobbed. “Why I couldn’t do anything to save her…? Why?”
The person encircled her arms about his shoulders. “You weren’t at fault,” she spoke as to sooth his heart. “No one would blame you or anyone for what happened.”
He shook his head. “I can’t…! I had promised to save her, but I couldn’t! I had failed myself as her best friend!”
The person tightened her embrace. “I wouldn’t blame you,” she whispered. “Yuuno wouldn’t. Hayate-chan wouldn’t. I’m sure she wouldn’t do the same. So, please…” She rested her chin upon his shoulder and gently patted his head. “Don’t blame yourself…”
Burying his face beneath the sleeves, he cried in silent and held onto her as to seek for guidance. The person hushed into his ears and pleaded him to accept whatever that had come unto him; slowly he calmed down and began to be immersed in the warmth cuddle. “Say, Fate…”
“Yes?” asked the person.
“That day…” he murmured.
“That day?” asked her again.
He nodded. “That day… I would never forget every piece of memory I had shared with her…”
He paused. Then he continued. “I… would never forget…”
Like the rest of stories, I might Blog Into The Dusk for readers' convenience.
Disclaimer: USB500 bears no responsibilities for bloodbath and riot that may result from this story.
Awesome! Now Hikki got into the whole mess. This AU, for some reason, is getting extremely interesting.
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
Nice.
I was wondering the lack of external involvement in the story bar Hikki and Fate, then I saw it was just the prologue.
Now, I'm tempted to write the scene when she died... Hmm....how should I go about it, I wonder?
If I really write it, (( maybe I won't, it depends on how well I can storyboard the thing in my head. )), Stories (( from Code Geass )) would be a much more appropriate song.
If you watched Code Geass 23, you should know damn well what kind of scene it would be.
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Night~and~Gale: ~ The Final Mythology of the Man who Defied Destiny.
The sleeping lion shall awaken beyond the depths of time, crossing ten billion lights, come to Terra.
Awesome! Now Hikki got into the whole mess. This AU, for some reason, is getting extremely interesting.
It is?
Yes, this AU is going to be a major shock for most of us. Expect the unexpected.
And for some reasons, Into The Dusk (the song, NOT the story) keeps playing inside my head
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Originally Posted by Erio
I vote for yes! Is vestige going to play again?
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
If I really write it, (( maybe I won't, it depends on how well I can storyboard the thing in my head. )), Stories (( from Code Geass )) would be a much more appropriate song.
What are both of you talking about?
Last edited by USB500; 2007-07-19 at 23:20.
Reason: fixing quotes
Hmm for some reason I want to go out and buy some pez . Ah pez *enter nostalgia*
For some reason I'm interested in seeing how that 'Reflection' story and subsequent writings from other people here turns out. Not something I would've considered but for some reason I'll be looking forward to that.
Thumbs up for Satashi using pez in a fanfiction. For some reason that just puts a smile on my face. Go pez!
Oh Hayate...I wonder who she's complaining about not looking at her breasts . (Can't wait to see how Yuuno works out of that sentence). Redemption chapter II should be really interesting.
Basically, I'm done with the first part of my fanfic now...
(Reposted from OC Thread)
Spoiler for SearcherS I:
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
4:26 A.M.
"What the.....?" "Where am I?"
He was clearly somewhere, but it was all in gray. There was no place that looked easily recognizable, and everywhere, there were no signs of life.
"Barely anything living....or recognizable." he muttered to himself as he tried to find his way around.
As he managed to orient himself to this place, a scream suddenly shattered the darkness, and he heard it clearly. It seemed to be emanating from an alley nearby, and he went to it instinctively. More screams were heard before he found the source of them. He looked, shocked at what happened. There were blood on the walls, the only thing that had color. Nearby were several people: mages, he could tell because of the clothing they had, with their insides spilled over the place. Then he watched as a mage was down on the ground, severely injured. Nearby was someone with a shotgun, looking straight down at him. He tried to help, but felt like he couldn't move. He wanted to help, but his body stayed. He had to watch. He couldn't do anything about it."P-p-p-PLEASE, DON'T SHOOT!" the mage said, with fear in his eyes, hoping not to get his head blown off. The guy coldly replied "Too late...." Suddenly, he felt like he was the mage himself, seeing the barrel of a gun. He watched in horror as the guy reached for the trigger.
....BANG!
"!!!"
He woke up, covered in cold sweat, and was panting like he had escaped death. Checking his surroundings, he found out he was in his room, on his bed, a victim of a nightmare.
"That was a scary one...."
Calmed down by a few seconds of thinking, he laid down in bed again, and put his hands over his eyes. He surely felt tired, and didn't want to do anything else except sleep in the silence of his room. Then, a male mechanical voice responded. It came from a necklace near him, on a table, his own Device.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm alright, Cipher. It was just some nightmare." He replied, taking the time to calm down even more.
"It seemed to be one that had some kick to it to wake you up that fast." Cipher replied.
He chuckled for a bit at the remark, then said "So...what's the time now?"
"It is 4:32 A.M., Standard Mid-Childan time." Cipher responded. "I think it's time to start the day, don't you think?"
"Yeah, yeah...at least that woke me up early..." he said.After getting up awkwardly from his bed, he grabbed his Device, the 3-arrowed necklace from the small table near his bed, and started life normally, by his own accounts."I'm Satoshi Kazukuni, 24, TSAB Enforcer, Leader of Sky Squad, 216th Special Combat Unit, and I just woke up to a nightmare today....".Satoshi chuckled at the thought while he was brushing his teeth, knowing that he had seen stuff even scarier than that, but that it managed to scare him the most. After eating some takeout from the night before, he prepared himself for work down at the 216th Special Combat Unit HQ down in Central Kranagan. After dressing up in full uniform, he went down to the garage, where his car, which looked like a Ferrari 410 Superamerica from his homeworld of Earth, or the 97th Non-Administered World, resided in. Putting the keys in his hand gingerly, he started the car, and was on his way.
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
6:35 A.M.
"....So, about yesterday's incident..."
"I told you, that was a mistake, I just fell on Sydney, I wasn't doing anything..."
"Right, you "fell" on her." Cipher replied, with a hint of a suggestion in his speech.
"Are you suggesting something wrong, Cipher?" replied a slightly annoyed Satoshi, already showing small signs of embarrassment.
"Maybe...."
Satoshi laughed at the supposed silliness of his Device, then said " ....Well, the truth is, I fell on accident. Everyone saw it anyway...."
"I was just joking, no need to take it seriously." Cipher said, and switched to another subject.
Suddenly, a call rang out. It was from Rachel Stada, 2nd-In-Command of the 216th. Usually, calls for Satoshi were made by Sydney Megane, 2nd-In-Command of Sky Squad, and one of Satoshi's best friends. Satoshi picked up the call, which showed a middle-aged woman with two pigtails.
"Hey Satoshi, how was last night?" Rachel jokingly said, in her normal upbeat voice.
"Is everyone still concerned about yesterday? I told you, I just fell." replied Satoshi, keeping cool.
Cipher then butted in, with a snide voice, he said "Yeah, right."
"Cipher!" Satoshi immediately said, now his face red with embarassment.
Taking notice of this, Rachel giggled for a while, stopped, then said "Anyway, I called you because the Major has something for you, and Sydney hasn't arrived yet."
"I see..." Satoshi responded. "Tell him I'll be there."
"Sure. Alright, see ya!" And with that, the call ended.
"Man...Cipher, what am I gonna do without you?" Satoshi thought to himself as he continued on to the base.
When he got there, he was barraged by a bunch of jokes aimed at him, all at them intended not to hurt him or his reputation, but for the sake of just having fun.
"So, anything else you gonna try, Satoshi?" asked one of the staff working there.
"Nah, I think I've done enough." responded Satoshi.
Another one asked, "What's next, a date?"
"Then what about you? I heard that you're still looking for a girl." Satoshi replied calmly to him, which got the guy asking embarrassed.
Eventually, the questions died down, and everyone got back to their normal routine. Satoshi sighed in relief when that was over.
"So, lucky to get out of the crossfire on that one, huh?" replied Cipher.
"Yeah" Satoshi said while heading to the Major's office. "That could be considered one of my "scary" moments."
"Not as much as the nightmare you had just this morning."
"I also consider that one a "scary" moment, too."
As they talked, he was surprised by someone, who had sneaked up on him while he was talking to Cipher.
"Ah!" Satoshi yelped. He then spoke to Cipher, saying "You see, Cipher, it sucks to talk too much when you know when someone's behind you, right, Sydney?
"Duly noted." responded Cipher.
Satoshi turned around and saw Sydney, surprised and mad at the fact that Satoshi managed to know that she was there.
"How long did you know I was following you?" She said, wanting to find out.
"Oh, about 10 minutes ago, when we reached the corridor next to the cafeteria."
"Kuso..." Sydney muttered, which Satoshi heard and chucked a bit. Sydney changed the subject and said "So, how was your morning?"
"Rough. I woke up to a nightmare, then get barraged by questions about yesterday."
"Same for me. People ask a lot when something happens..."
"That's true, but it was bound to happen. Thing is, we know each other for a long time and we work together too. It's just natural that something is gonna be rumored when people who work together uh....um...." Satoshi couldn't find the words to tell, which made Sydney giggle for a bit.
"I get it, I get it." Sydney replied after that.
"So," Satoshi asked, "what are you gonna do right now?"
"Oh, just fill out some work, nothing special. Still, I remember the days when we didn't have to do that much."
"Yeah...." Satoshi said. "It was better then...but it's gone, so, we just have to live with it."
"You're right" Sydney said, sounding a bit disappointed. "Anyway, see ya later, Satoshi."
"You too." Satoshi replied.
Walking to the Major's office, Satoshi could only remember the days when he was young, starting out in the TSAB. "Young, brash, naive, and stupid." That was what he thought of his younger self now, then looking out of the window in reflection. As he looked, he could see the younger members of his squad: Vincent Fiorano, someone who reminded Satoshi of his brash self, training with his Device/right arm, and the Meister/Unison Device combination of Satsuki Himeno and Margaret. They were almost opposites of each other, yet could perfectly support each other in combat. They were training in close combat, against each other. Satoshi would have liked to watch, but he knew he had something else to do, and so he left.
He finally got to Major Alexi Yevgeny Bulgakov's office, and knocked at the door.
"Come in." A gruff voice said. Satoshi went in to find the Major, an aging man with both a glass of vodka and files on his desk.
"Satoshi! You're here! Come, sit down." he said, pointing to a chair near his desk.
Taking the gesture, he sat down. The Major reached into a cabinet, taking out a hip flask. "Here," he offered, "have some."
"No, thanks." Satoshi replied. "I'm trying to cut down on the alcoholic stuff."
"Suit yourself." he said before drinking it. He closed it, and put it back, saying "Now, let's get back to business. Do you know why I called you here?"
Laying back on the chair, Satoshi smiled and said, "There's only two reasons you would call me here. One is if someone was coming and I had to tell Vincent to knock off whatever he's doing to that someone or two, if there's a rogue mage we have to get."
The Major smiled, and said, "Then which one do you think is the reason why I've called you here?"
Satoshi got up, smiled, and replied, "I say the second reason."
The Major, turning his chair so that he could see a screen nearby, answered, "You're right."
A profile appeared, showing a young man, with short brown hair and pruple eyes that looked cold. The Major then gave Satoshi the briefing. "Hari Binger, 19 years old, just left his unit, the 32nd Surface Garrison, after a deliberate attack on his own squad. He's been hiding ever since, but sources indicate he's hiding in the sewers of Kranagan. We've been tasked to capture him and send him back to his own unit, where he'll be tried."
Satoshi was wary about this though. "Why us?" he replied. "Can't the 32nd do it themselves?"
The Major agreed with him. "Yes, they should," he said, "but, there's something of interest."
A picture then showed Binger surrounded by Type-1 Gadget Drones. "This was taken recently. We don't know if he's allied with Scagletti, so they asked us to do it in case of an ambush."
"Scagletti...." Satoshi had heard of the guy from Riot Force 6, so again, he asked, "Then why isn't Riot Force 6 taking this case?"
"It's for the sake of secrecy." the Major replied."Although several people, including the Ace of Aces, are there that are experienced, they don't want to use Riot Force 6 and have them become known to Scagletti, so they're using us."
"Insurance and cover..."Satoshi smirked. "Alright, Sky Squad will be ready."
"Alright then. Good luck." the Major replied.
And with that, Satoshi left the office, ready to get everyone and find Binger.
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
12:46 P.M.
They were already in the sewers for 3 hours, searching everywhere for a sign of Binger.
"Vincent, Satsuki, anything you find?" Satoshi said, hoping that they would find something.
"Nothing." was Vincent's reply. "Man, this is getting to be a waste of time.."
"Calm down, remember, he's hiding, not prancing around the sewers."
"Alright, alright..."
Satoshi then turned around to Sydney, with her using Area Search to find Binger.
"You find anything, Syd?"
"No." was her reply. " This guy hides well."
"Maybe too well..."Satoshi thought. "Or we're looking at the wrong place."
Suddenly, Satsuki reported, "Ellis and Margaret say there's objects coming in 300 meters away from Vincent and I. There's 20 of them!"
"You guys hold them off, we'll get there." replied Satoshi. Sydney then reported the same number of Drones coming for both of them.
"Scratch that, just take them out." Satoshi ordered.
He grabbed his Device, ready to battle."Cipher, set up!" In an instant, he was in his Barrier Jacket, with Cipher as a cross-spear, ready. Sydney, Vincent, Satsuki, and Margaret followed suit, and soon, they were also ready. The Gadget Drones came, rushing towards them like there was no tomorrow.
"Cipher, load cartridge!" "[Loading...]" Cipher replied to Satoshi's order as 2 cartridges were loaded. "Gale Saber!" Satoshi ordered, then, out of nowhere, wind came in, wrapping itself onto Cipher's blade, eventually covering. After it was done, Satoshi then threw the wind blade right into a group of Drones. They put up their AMF fields, but it was useless; the Gale Saber cut them in two like a hot knife through butter. Meanwhile, Sydney started her attack, throwing a pair of Shadow Blades to another group of Drones. The blades didn't penetrate the Drone's AMF fields, but Sydney expected it. "Blizzard Shotgun!" she commanded as a big shard of ice came in and was sent to the group. The shard then separated into smaller shards, penetrating the AMF fields, and turning those Drones into Swiss cheese.
Meanwhile, Vincent, Satsuki, and Margaret were holding their own, already having destroyed some Drones, now just hunks of steel on the ground. "Maschinegewherfaust!" Vincent shouted. "[Jawhol!]" his Device, Shell Bullet, replied as it was ejecting two cartridges. He then shot a bunch of magical projectiles and tore through a cluster of Drones. Satsuki casted her Grenade spell, taking down some Drones before Margaret finished them off with Schnelles Feuer.
"Man....that was GREAT!" Vincent remarked.
"See, this wasn't a waste of time." Satoshi jokingly said to him as he destroyed the last Drone with a slash.
"Yeah, yeah, you got me." Vincent replied annoyingly.
"Everyone, let's form up again, we can't risk another ambush like this." Satoshi ordered. A short while later, everyone met up where they agreed to go: a part of the sewers where the canals joined in a large area.
"So, what now?" Satsuki asked.
"I dunno, I thin-"
Satoshi was cut off as he managed to escape a bind by using Mach Move. Everyone else, unfortunately, was caught in the bind. A strange figure came out after that, with several other Drones besides him.
"Move, and both you and your team turn into dust." the figure said, and Satoshi was forced to stay.
"I take it you're Hari Binger?" Satoshi said in a composed manner.
"Yes, I am, and I take it you're the squad sent to take me, huh?" he responded.
"Eagle's Eye" Satoshi casted, using his mind, as his eyes could now see a bunch of Drones hiding from the light, but easily visible to him now. "Damn, about 15 Drones, all of them aimed at everyone else..." he thought.
"Hmm...I could just kill you all quickly....or should I take you down slowly, to give you guys the feeling of pain?" Binger said, but Satoshi wasn't listening; he was looking for a way to take down the Drones and save everyone else. Binger couldn't tell what Satoshi was up to, so he still boasted. "Look at the Drones I have, huh? I systematically got them while they were scurrying around the place. I managed to reprogram them to my own needs. Now they serve ME! Isn't that great, huh?"
"Yeah....for an idiot." Satoshi remarked. It annoyed Binger a lot, which sent him into a fury of comments in which Satoshi himself wasn't listening to.
"Sydney, I'm gonna release the bind. Cast your Dome Deflect immediately after that. There's a bunch of Drones hiding, all aimed at you." Satoshi telepathically said.
"Right..." she remarked.
Satoshi then moved forward, and his magic circle, an arctic blue octagon, appeared under him. "This is why you shouldn't underestimate people, Hari. Cipher!"
"[Bind Shatter]" the Device replied, and the binds on everyone else suddenly broke.
"KILL THEM, DRONES!" Binger shouted, but Sydney had already casted her Dome Deflect, making the attempt futile. Satoshi, on the other hand, was evading the shots with Mach Speed. "[Sturmwind]"Cipher said, letting Satoshi shoot off two wind blades, shocking the Drones besides Binger. Vincent took out the Drones hiding on the left, using Schrotflinte Faust. Satsuki and Margaret opened fire on the right side, destroying everything by spamming. In time, All the Drones were gone, and Binger was on the floor, crawling away, panicked.
"Chain Bind" Sydney casted, binding Binger to the ground. "Looks like you're gonna have a good trip back to your unit, huh?" Satoshi remarked. He then reported the capture to the 216th HQ. "Spec 0, this is Sky 1, we have cap-" before he could finish his sentence, though, he dropped down on the floor, unconscious.
Before long, he woke up in the same place, but everything was black and white. "Guys?" he called out. There was no answer. He walked around the place, trying to find out where everyone was. Then he heard a scream. Worried about everyone, Satoshi raced to where the scream originated. What he found was something else. There were bodies of mages strewn about, in the same manner as in the nightmare he had this morning. He then heard other screams just nearby. He hid behind a pillar, and saw what was happening. There were several other mages, backing away from two people. One was a boy, shirtless, but still had muscle in him. He only had a band strapped on his right arm, carrying small knives. "What the?...." Satoshi said as he saw the person near him. It was the exact same person as he had seen in his nightmare, but now with two swords, a katana on his right hand and a wakizashi on his left. Two mages charged at the guy, but he killed them cleanly, without even a sound from him. Another mage got a small knife from the body of one of his comrades and threw it at the shirtless boy. He staggered, but never fell down. "What the hell?" the mage said, and the boy looked up at him and grinned, as he pushed the knife deeper towards his body and went through the other side, where he got it and put it into an empty slot, showing no signs of pain. "My God...." Satoshi could say, but the mages were panicked. "You're som-som-some sort of MONSTER!" exclaimed one mage, pointing to him. Others just backed away and some ran, screaming. Finally, Satoshi heard the guy he saw earlier talk. "Sion." he said to the shirtless boy. He apparently knew, because a second later, they both attacked the mages, not giving them any mercy. When everyone was dead, they both left without remorse. In fact, Sion laughed when he left. Then, everything went black......
Here's my small take on that fic, the first night Yuuno and Fate spent together. NSFW material ( lemon-scented really ). Wrote it all here with no revisions so I hope it's okay.
Warning: emotional
Spoiler for NSFW:
It had started like any other night. The sun had gone down just as it always had, the stars started to appear just as any other night sky. What had made it different this time? Perhaps the open invitation to dinner, the wine that lingered on their lips, or maybe the buttery popcorn that caused playful fits. Anything could be blamed, but the two that had truly caused it only pointed at themselves.
Nanoha was part of both of them, touching their souls deep in a way that nobody else could. For Yuuno she was the first love in his life, for Fate the first friend to give her life. The three were inseparable, always together, always laughing, always smiling. She was their escape from the world, a breath of fresh air in the stale battleships they hopped.
So when did it start? When was the first time they had found her in each other? Yuuno's soft gaze, Fate's playful words, neither was sure how it had happened. He was missing a lover, she was missing her love, but part of Nanoha would never leave them. Deep in their hearts they had been touched by her, and it was that that triggered it all. They had found each other through what she had left behind. It was awkward at first, as it should have been. After all, they weren't lovers, they didn't even date; but it didn't matter at the time, nothing else did.
She needed someone to be there for her, he needed someone to take care of. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they realized it. That night, that one simple night, had caused it all.
The first kiss was innocent, nothing more than a "Let's kiss?" type of beginning. The feelings of loss were ceased in that one moment, somehow frozen as to not bother them. For a few blissful seconds they weren't sad, for a few seconds they weren't holding it back... For a few seconds they were complete. It felt so good they couldn't help but do it again, once more to make sure it was as they thought.
It was.
Touching came next; simply a motion to let the other know it was okay, that they didn't want to pull back. Her hands danced on the back of his neck and shoulders, his playing on her sides and waist. Gentle touching, a massage to sooth muscles, a caress to cause a gasp. It felt too good to be wrong, it was too gentle to be bad, it was too loving to be forgettable.
The girl was lifted up and carried without a word. Nothing needed to be said, it was clear what they were going to do. The bed sheets were cold, a soothing feeling to their hot skin. It felt right, it felt whole, it felt soothing. Once again they had what they lost, something to keep them going. If only for an hour they had each other, they had love, they had friendship, they had that part of their life that they had missed.
It lasted. Neither wanted it to end, to stop, to leave them alone once more. Names were repeated, soft request whispered. Gasp, pants, soft sounds of pleasure. Everything came out, finally free of being repressed. He was gentle, she was caring. Everything he asked was done, taking her time to please him in any way she could. It was more for her than him deep down. She felt needed once again and didn't want to lose that emotion. Right now, in this time, she was everything to him and he was even more to her. In that moment she found the lost emotions of friendship, something she could do for him as his best friend.
Just as her, he did it all for her as well. Her words were soft, full of pleasure but not embarrassed. She needed him right now and he knew it, just as he needed her. Not holding back, he pleased her, held her, kissed her. He could take care of the woman in his arms, he could protect her in ways that he couldn't protect others. He wanted to be there for her and this was the first way that it would start. He would heal her wounds, he would take care of her, he would protect her.
When it was over they simple panted, looking into each other's eyes. They didn't regret it, didn't find themselves repulsed that they gave in to their desires, didn't want to undo what had been done. No words of love had been spoken that night, and it didn't seem to matter. They had found each other, and it felt right. When they would say it openly they didn't know, but still, in that moment, that night, it was right.
He held her all night then, and for the first time she slept soundly. No tossing, no turning, no crying. It was okay now. As long as he held her it would be okay. She had someone to go to now when she was sad, and he had her to be there for. The deal was made silently, in their hearts. When they needed a moment to feel complete they would seek out each other. If they needed desires filled they would have someone to go to.
For now, that was all they needed. It was okay now, they knew that.
Basically, I'm done with the first part of my fanfic now...
(Reposted from OC Thread)
Spoiler for SearcherS I:
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
4:26 A.M.
"What the.....?" "Where am I?"
He was clearly somewhere, but it was all in gray. There was no place that looked easily recognizable, and everywhere, there were no signs of life.
"Barely anything living....or recognizable." he muttered to himself as he tried to find his way around.
As he managed to orient himself to this place, a scream suddenly shattered the darkness, and he heard it clearly. It seemed to be emanating from an alley nearby, and he went to it instinctively. More screams were heard before he found the source of them. He looked, shocked at what happened. There were blood on the walls, the only thing that had color. Nearby were several people: mages, he could tell because of the clothing they had, with their insides spilled over the place. Then he watched as a mage was down on the ground, severely injured. Nearby was someone with a shotgun, looking straight down at him. He tried to help, but felt like he couldn't move. He wanted to help, but his body stayed. He had to watch. He couldn't do anything about it."P-p-p-PLEASE, DON'T SHOOT!" the mage said, with fear in his eyes, hoping not to get his head blown off. The guy coldly replied "Too late...." Suddenly, he felt like he was the mage himself, seeing the barrel of a gun. He watched in horror as the guy reached for the trigger.
....BANG!
"!!!"
He woke up, covered in cold sweat, and was panting like he had escaped death. Checking his surroundings, he found out he was in his room, on his bed, a victim of a nightmare.
"That was a scary one...."
Calmed down by a few seconds of thinking, he laid down in bed again, and put his hands over his eyes. He surely felt tired, and didn't want to do anything else except sleep in the silence of his room. Then, a male mechanical voice responded. It came from a necklace near him, on a table, his own Device.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm alright, Cipher. It was just some nightmare." He replied, taking the time to calm down even more.
"It seemed to be one that had some kick to it to wake you up that fast." Cipher replied.
He chuckled for a bit at the remark, then said "So...what's the time now?"
"It is 4:32 A.M., Standard Mid-Childan time." Cipher responded. "I think it's time to start the day, don't you think?"
"Yeah, yeah...at least that woke me up early..." he said.After getting up awkwardly from his bed, he grabbed his Device, the 3-arrowed necklace from the small table near his bed, and started life normally, by his own accounts."I'm Satoshi Kazukuni, 24, TSAB Enforcer, Leader of Sky Squad, 216th Special Combat Unit, and I just woke up to a nightmare today....".Satoshi chuckled at the thought while he was brushing his teeth, knowing that he had seen stuff even scarier than that, but that it managed to scare him the most. After eating some takeout from the night before, he prepared himself for work down at the 216th Special Combat Unit HQ down in Central Kranagan. After dressing up in full uniform, he went down to the garage, where his car, which looked like a Ferrari 410 Superamerica from his homeworld of Earth, or the 97th Non-Administered World, resided in. Putting the keys in his hand gingerly, he started the car, and was on his way.
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
6:35 A.M.
"....So, about yesterday's incident..."
"I told you, that was a mistake, I just fell on Sydney, I wasn't doing anything..."
"Right, you "fell" on her." Cipher replied, with a hint of a suggestion in his speech.
"Are you suggesting something wrong, Cipher?" replied a slightly annoyed Satoshi, already showing small signs of embarrassment.
"Maybe...."
Satoshi laughed at the supposed silliness of his Device, then said " ....Well, the truth is, I fell on accident. Everyone saw it anyway...."
"I was just joking, no need to take it seriously." Cipher said, and switched to another subject.
Suddenly, a call rang out. It was from Rachel Stada, 2nd-In-Command of the 216th. Usually, calls for Satoshi were made by Sydney Megane, 2nd-In-Command of Sky Squad, and one of Satoshi's best friends. Satoshi picked up the call, which showed a middle-aged woman with two pigtails.
"Hey Satoshi, how was last night?" Rachel jokingly said, in her normal upbeat voice.
"Is everyone still concerned about yesterday? I told you, I just fell." replied Satoshi, keeping cool.
Cipher then butted in, with a snide voice, he said "Yeah, right."
"Cipher!" Satoshi immediately said, now his face red with embarassment.
Taking notice of this, Rachel giggled for a while, stopped, then said "Anyway, I called you because the Major has something for you, and Sydney hasn't arrived yet."
"I see..." Satoshi responded. "Tell him I'll be there."
"Sure. Alright, see ya!" And with that, the call ended.
"Man...Cipher, what am I gonna do without you?" Satoshi thought to himself as he continued on to the base.
When he got there, he was barraged by a bunch of jokes aimed at him, all at them intended not to hurt him or his reputation, but for the sake of just having fun.
"So, anything else you gonna try, Satoshi?" asked one of the staff working there.
"Nah, I think I've done enough." responded Satoshi.
Another one asked, "What's next, a date?"
"Then what about you? I heard that you're still looking for a girl." Satoshi replied calmly to him, which got the guy asking embarrassed.
Eventually, the questions died down, and everyone got back to their normal routine. Satoshi sighed in relief when that was over.
"So, lucky to get out of the crossfire on that one, huh?" replied Cipher.
"Yeah" Satoshi said while heading to the Major's office. "That could be considered one of my "scary" moments."
"Not as much as the nightmare you had just this morning."
"I also consider that one a "scary" moment, too."
As they talked, he was surprised by someone, who had sneaked up on him while he was talking to Cipher.
"Ah!" Satoshi yelped. He then spoke to Cipher, saying "You see, Cipher, it sucks to talk too much when you know when someone's behind you, right, Sydney?
"Duly noted." responded Cipher.
Satoshi turned around and saw Sydney, surprised and mad at the fact that Satoshi managed to know that she was there.
"How long did you know I was following you?" She said, wanting to find out.
"Oh, about 10 minutes ago, when we reached the corridor next to the cafeteria."
"Kuso..." Sydney muttered, which Satoshi heard and chucked a bit. Sydney changed the subject and said "So, how was your morning?"
"Rough. I woke up to a nightmare, then get barraged by questions about yesterday."
"Same for me. People ask a lot when something happens..."
"That's true, but it was bound to happen. Thing is, we know each other for a long time and we work together too. It's just natural that something is gonna be rumored when people who work together uh....um...." Satoshi couldn't find the words to tell, which made Sydney giggle for a bit.
"I get it, I get it." Sydney replied after that.
"So," Satoshi asked, "what are you gonna do right now?"
"Oh, just fill out some work, nothing special. Still, I remember the days when we didn't have to do that much."
"Yeah...." Satoshi said. "It was better then...but it's gone, so, we just have to live with it."
"You're right" Sydney said, sounding a bit disappointed. "Anyway, see ya later, Satoshi."
"You too." Satoshi replied.
Walking to the Major's office, Satoshi could only remember the days when he was young, starting out in the TSAB. "Young, brash, naive, and stupid." That was what he thought of his younger self now, then looking out of the window in reflection. As he looked, he could see the younger members of his squad: Vincent Fiorano, someone who reminded Satoshi of his brash self, training with his Device/right arm, and the Meister/Unison Device combination of Satsuki Himeno and Margaret. They were almost opposites of each other, yet could perfectly support each other in combat. They were training in close combat, against each other. Satoshi would have liked to watch, but he knew he had something else to do, and so he left.
He finally got to Major Alexi Yevgeny Bulgakov's office, and knocked at the door.
"Come in." A gruff voice said. Satoshi went in to find the Major, an aging man with both a glass of vodka and files on his desk.
"Satoshi! You're here! Come, sit down." he said, pointing to a chair near his desk.
Taking the gesture, he sat down. The Major reached into a cabinet, taking out a hip flask. "Here," he offered, "have some."
"No, thanks." Satoshi replied. "I'm trying to cut down on the alcoholic stuff."
"Suit yourself." he said before drinking it. He closed it, and put it back, saying "Now, let's get back to business. Do you know why I called you here?"
Laying back on the chair, Satoshi smiled and said, "There's only two reasons you would call me here. One is if someone was coming and I had to tell Vincent to knock off whatever he's doing to that someone or two, if there's a rogue mage we have to get."
The Major smiled, and said, "Then which one do you think is the reason why I've called you here?"
Satoshi got up, smiled, and replied, "I say the second reason."
The Major, turning his chair so that he could see a screen nearby, answered, "You're right."
A profile appeared, showing a young man, with short brown hair and pruple eyes that looked cold. The Major then gave Satoshi the briefing. "Hari Binger, 19 years old, just left his unit, the 32nd Surface Garrison, after a deliberate attack on his own squad. He's been hiding ever since, but sources indicate he's hiding in the sewers of Kranagan. We've been tasked to capture him and send him back to his own unit, where he'll be tried."
Satoshi was wary about this though. "Why us?" he replied. "Can't the 32nd do it themselves?"
The Major agreed with him. "Yes, they should," he said, "but, there's something of interest."
A picture then showed Binger surrounded by Type-1 Gadget Drones. "This was taken recently. We don't know if he's allied with Scagletti, so they asked us to do it in case of an ambush."
"Scagletti...." Satoshi had heard of the guy from Riot Force 6, so again, he asked, "Then why isn't Riot Force 6 taking this case?"
"It's for the sake of secrecy." the Major replied."Although several people, including the Ace of Aces, are there that are experienced, they don't want to use Riot Force 6 and have them become known to Scagletti, so they're using us."
"Insurance and cover..."Satoshi smirked. "Alright, Sky Squad will be ready."
"Alright then. Good luck." the Major replied.
And with that, Satoshi left the office, ready to get everyone and find Binger.
Friday, April 15, MC 0075
12:46 P.M.
They were already in the sewers for 3 hours, searching everywhere for a sign of Binger.
"Vincent, Satsuki, anything you find?" Satoshi said, hoping that they would find something.
"Nothing." was Vincent's reply. "Man, this is getting to be a waste of time.."
"Calm down, remember, he's hiding, not prancing around the sewers."
"Alright, alright..."
Satoshi then turned around to Sydney, with her using Area Search to find Binger.
"You find anything, Syd?"
"No." was her reply. " This guy hides well."
"Maybe too well..."Satoshi thought. "Or we're looking at the wrong place."
Suddenly, Satsuki reported, "Ellis and Margaret say there's objects coming in 300 meters away from Vincent and I. There's 20 of them!"
"You guys hold them off, we'll get there." replied Satoshi. Sydney then reported the same number of Drones coming for both of them.
"Scratch that, just take them out." Satoshi ordered.
He grabbed his Device, ready to battle."Cipher, set up!" In an instant, he was in his Barrier Jacket, with Cipher as a cross-spear, ready. Sydney, Vincent, Satsuki, and Margaret followed suit, and soon, they were also ready. The Gadget Drones came, rushing towards them like there was no tomorrow.
"Cipher, load cartridge!" "[Loading...]" Cipher replied to Satoshi's order as 2 cartridges were loaded. "Gale Saber!" Satoshi ordered, then, out of nowhere, wind came in, wrapping itself onto Cipher's blade, eventually covering. After it was done, Satoshi then threw the wind blade right into a group of Drones. They put up their AMF fields, but it was useless; the Gale Saber cut them in two like a hot knife through butter. Meanwhile, Sydney started her attack, throwing a pair of Shadow Blades to another group of Drones. The blades didn't penetrate the Drone's AMF fields, but Sydney expected it. "Blizzard Shotgun!" she commanded as a big shard of ice came in and was sent to the group. The shard then separated into smaller shards, penetrating the AMF fields, and turning those Drones into Swiss cheese.
Meanwhile, Vincent, Satsuki, and Margaret were holding their own, already having destroyed some Drones, now just hunks of steel on the ground. "Maschinegewherfaust!" Vincent shouted. "[Jawhol!]" his Device, Shell Bullet, replied as it was ejecting two cartridges. He then shot a bunch of magical projectiles and tore through a cluster of Drones. Satsuki casted her Grenade spell, taking down some Drones before Margaret finished them off with Schnelles Feuer.
"Man....that was GREAT!" Vincent remarked.
"See, this wasn't a waste of time." Satoshi jokingly said to him as he destroyed the last Drone with a slash.
"Yeah, yeah, you got me." Vincent replied annoyingly.
"Everyone, let's form up again, we can't risk another ambush like this." Satoshi ordered. A short while later, everyone met up where they agreed to go: a part of the sewers where the canals joined in a large area.
"So, what now?" Satsuki asked.
"I dunno, I thin-"
Satoshi was cut off as he managed to escape a bind by using Mach Move. Everyone else, unfortunately, was caught in the bind. A strange figure came out after that, with several other Drones besides him.
"Move, and both you and your team turn into dust." the figure said, and Satoshi was forced to stay.
"I take it you're Hari Binger?" Satoshi said in a composed manner.
"Yes, I am, and I take it you're the squad sent to take me, huh?" he responded.
"Eagle's Eye" Satoshi casted, using his mind, as his eyes could now see a bunch of Drones hiding from the light, but easily visible to him now. "Damn, about 15 Drones, all of them aimed at everyone else..." he thought.
"Hmm...I could just kill you all quickly....or should I take you down slowly, to give you guys the feeling of pain?" Binger said, but Satoshi wasn't listening; he was looking for a way to take down the Drones and save everyone else. Binger couldn't tell what Satoshi was up to, so he still boasted. "Look at the Drones I have, huh? I systematically got them while they were scurrying around the place. I managed to reprogram them to my own needs. Now they serve ME! Isn't that great, huh?"
"Yeah....for an idiot." Satoshi remarked. It annoyed Binger a lot, which sent him into a fury of comments in which Satoshi himself wasn't listening to.
"Sydney, I'm gonna release the bind. Cast your Dome Deflect immediately after that. There's a bunch of Drones hiding, all aimed at you." Satoshi telepathically said.
"Right..." she remarked.
Satoshi then moved forward, and his magic circle, an arctic blue octagon, appeared under him. "This is why you shouldn't underestimate people, Hari. Cipher!"
"[Bind Shatter]" the Device replied, and the binds on everyone else suddenly broke.
"KILL THEM, DRONES!" Binger shouted, but Sydney had already casted her Dome Deflect, making the attempt futile. Satoshi, on the other hand, was evading the shots with Mach Speed. "[Sturmwind]"Cipher said, letting Satoshi shoot off two wind blades, shocking the Drones besides Binger. Vincent took out the Drones hiding on the left, using Schrotflinte Faust. Satsuki and Margaret opened fire on the right side, destroying everything by spamming. In time, All the Drones were gone, and Binger was on the floor, crawling away, panicked.
"Chain Bind" Sydney casted, binding Binger to the ground. "Looks like you're gonna have a good trip back to your unit, huh?" Satoshi remarked. He then reported the capture to the 216th HQ. "Spec 0, this is Sky 1, we have cap-" before he could finish his sentence, though, he dropped down on the floor, unconscious.
Before long, he woke up in the same place, but everything was black and white. "Guys?" he called out. There was no answer. He walked around the place, trying to find out where everyone was. Then he heard a scream. Worried about everyone, Satoshi raced to where the scream originated. What he found was something else. There were bodies of mages strewn about, in the same manner as in the nightmare he had this morning. He then heard other screams just nearby. He hid behind a pillar, and saw what was happening. There were several other mages, backing away from two people. One was a boy, shirtless, but still had muscle in him. He only had a band strapped on his right arm, carrying small knives. "What the?...." Satoshi said as he saw the person near him. It was the exact same person as he had seen in his nightmare, but now with two swords, a katana on his right hand and a wakizashi on his left. Two mages charged at the guy, but he killed them cleanly, without even a sound from him. Another mage got a small knife from the body of one of his comrades and threw it at the shirtless boy. He staggered, but never fell down. "What the hell?" the mage said, and the boy looked up at him and grinned, as he pushed the knife deeper towards his body and went through the other side, where he got it and put it into an empty slot, showing no signs of pain. "My God...." Satoshi could say, but the mages were panicked. "You're som-som-some sort of MONSTER!" exclaimed one mage, pointing to him. Others just backed away and some ran, screaming. Finally, Satoshi heard the guy he saw earlier talk. "Sion." he said to the shirtless boy. He apparently knew, because a second later, they both attacked the mages, not giving them any mercy. When everyone was dead, they both left without remorse. In fact, Sion laughed when he left. Then, everything went black......
Looking good Satty. Am i correct in assuming that the last sequence is a return to his nightmare/dream in the beginning?
The action is nicely done as well. Looking forward to an explanation to what is going on in the next part .
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Here's my small take on that fic, the first night Yuuno and Fate spent together. NSFW material ( lemon-scented really ). Wrote it all here with no revisions so I hope it's okay.
Warning: Emotinal
Spoiler for NSFW:
It had started like any other night. The sun had gone down just as it always had, the stars started to appear just as any other night sky. What had made it different this time? Perhaps the open invitation to dinner, the wine that lingered on their lips, or maybe the buttery popcorn that caused playful fits. Anything could be blamed, but the two that had truly caused it only pointed at themselves.
Nanoha was part of both of them, touching their souls deep in a way that nobody else could. For Yuuno she was the first love in his life, for Fate the first friend to give her life. The three were inseparable, always together, always laughing, always smiling. She was their escape from the world, a breath of fresh air in the stale battleships they hopped.
So when did it start? When was the first time they had found her in each other? Yuuno's soft gaze, Fate's playful words, neither was sure how it had happened. He was missing a lover, she was missing her love, but part of Nanoha would never leave them. Deep in their hearts they had been touched by her, and it was that that triggered it all. They had found each other through what she had left behind. It was awkward at first, as it should have been. After all, they weren't lovers, they didn't even date; but it didn't matter at the time, nothing else did.
She needed someone to be there for her, he needed someone to take care of. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they realized it. That night, that one simple night, had caused it all.
The first kiss was innocent, nothing more than a "Let's kiss?" type of beginning. The feelings of loss were ceased in that one moment, somehow frozen as to not bother them. For a few blissful seconds they weren't sad, for a few seconds they weren't holding it back... For a few seconds they were complete. It felt so good they couldn't help but do it again, once more to make sure it was as they thought.
It was.
Touching came next; simply a motion to let the other know it was okay, that they didn't want to pull back. Her hands danced on the back of his neck and shoulders, his playing on her sides and waist. Gentle touching, a massage to sooth muscles, a caress to cause a gasp. It felt too good to be wrong, it was too gentle to be bad, it was too loving to be forgettable.
The girl was lifted up and carried without a word. Nothing needed to be said, it was clear what they were going to do. The bed sheets were cold, a soothing feeling to their hot skin. It felt right, it felt whole, it felt soothing. Once again they had what they lost, something to keep them going. If only for an hour they had each other, they had love, they had friendship, they had that part of their life that they had missed.
It lasted. Neither wanted it to end, to stop, to leave them alone once more. Names were repeated, soft request whispered. Gasp, pants, soft sounds of pleasure. Everything came out, finally free of being repressed. He was gentle, she was caring. Everything he asked was done, taking her time to please him in any way she could. It was more for her than him deep down. She felt needed once again and didn't want to lose that emotion. Right now, in this time, she was everything to him and he was even more to her. In that moment she found the lost emotions of friendship, something she could do for him as his best friend.
Just as her, he did it all for her as well. Her words were soft, full of pleasure but not embarrassed. She needed him right now and he knew it, just as he needed her. Not holding back, he pleased her, held her, kissed her. He could take care of the woman in his arms, he could protect her in ways that he couldn't protect others. He wanted to be there for her and this was the first way that it would start. He would heal her wounds, he would take care of her, he would protect her.
When it was over they simple panted, looking into each other's eyes. They didn't regret it, didn't find themselves repulsed that they gave in to their desires, didn't want to undo what had been done. No words of love had been spoken that night, and it didn't seem to matter. They had found each other, and it felt right. When they would say it openly they didn't know, but still, in that moment, that night, it was right.
He held her all night then, and for the first time she slept soundly. No tossing, no turning, no crying. It was okay now. As long as he held her it would be okay. She had someone to go to now when she was sad, and he had her to be there for. The deal was made silently, in their hearts. When they needed a moment to feel complete they would seek out each other. If they needed desires filled they would have someone to go to.
For now, that was all they needed. It was okay now, they knew that.
Indeed, we have been transported to Fatuuno now... Amazing what Nightengale can do with two separate parts to it now by two different people.
I liked it. A lemon yes.. but a lemon that makes sense and one that isn't graphic...
@ Nighty, CG 23... well I guess it's alright... Her death IMO was well done... although the way she got into that position was just mindboggling when it happened...
Here's my small take on that fic, the first night Yuuno and Fate spent together. NSFW material ( lemon-scented really ). Wrote it all here with no revisions so I hope it's okay.
Warning: emotional
Spoiler for NSFW:
It had started like any other night. The sun had gone down just as it always had, the stars started to appear just as any other night sky. What had made it different this time? Perhaps the open invitation to dinner, the wine that lingered on their lips, or maybe the buttery popcorn that caused playful fits. Anything could be blamed, but the two that had truly caused it only pointed at themselves.
Nanoha was part of both of them, touching their souls deep in a way that nobody else could. For Yuuno she was the first love in his life, for Fate the first friend to give her life. The three were inseparable, always together, always laughing, always smiling. She was their escape from the world, a breath of fresh air in the stale battleships they hopped.
So when did it start? When was the first time they had found her in each other? Yuuno's soft gaze, Fate's playful words, neither was sure how it had happened. He was missing a lover, she was missing her love, but part of Nanoha would never leave them. Deep in their hearts they had been touched by her, and it was that that triggered it all. They had found each other through what she had left behind. It was awkward at first, as it should have been. After all, they weren't lovers, they didn't even date; but it didn't matter at the time, nothing else did.
She needed someone to be there for her, he needed someone to take care of. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they realized it. That night, that one simple night, had caused it all.
The first kiss was innocent, nothing more than a "Let's kiss?" type of beginning. The feelings of loss were ceased in that one moment, somehow frozen as to not bother them. For a few blissful seconds they weren't sad, for a few seconds they weren't holding it back... For a few seconds they were complete. It felt so good they couldn't help but do it again, once more to make sure it was as they thought.
It was.
Touching came next; simply a motion to let the other know it was okay, that they didn't want to pull back. Her hands danced on the back of his neck and shoulders, his playing on her sides and waist. Gentle touching, a massage to sooth muscles, a caress to cause a gasp. It felt too good to be wrong, it was too gentle to be bad, it was too loving to be forgettable.
The girl was lifted up and carried without a word. Nothing needed to be said, it was clear what they were going to do. The bed sheets were cold, a soothing feeling to their hot skin. It felt right, it felt whole, it felt soothing. Once again they had what they lost, something to keep them going. If only for an hour they had each other, they had love, they had friendship, they had that part of their life that they had missed.
It lasted. Neither wanted it to end, to stop, to leave them alone once more. Names were repeated, soft request whispered. Gasp, pants, soft sounds of pleasure. Everything came out, finally free of being repressed. He was gentle, she was caring. Everything he asked was done, taking her time to please him in any way she could. It was more for her than him deep down. She felt needed once again and didn't want to lose that emotion. Right now, in this time, she was everything to him and he was even more to her. In that moment she found the lost emotions of friendship, something she could do for him as his best friend.
Just as her, he did it all for her as well. Her words were soft, full of pleasure but not embarrassed. She needed him right now and he knew it, just as he needed her. Not holding back, he pleased her, held her, kissed her. He could take care of the woman in his arms, he could protect her in ways that he couldn't protect others. He wanted to be there for her and this was the first way that it would start. He would heal her wounds, he would take care of her, he would protect her.
When it was over they simple panted, looking into each other's eyes. They didn't regret it, didn't find themselves repulsed that they gave in to their desires, didn't want to undo what had been done. No words of love had been spoken that night, and it didn't seem to matter. They had found each other, and it felt right. When they would say it openly they didn't know, but still, in that moment, that night, it was right.
He held her all night then, and for the first time she slept soundly. No tossing, no turning, no crying. It was okay now. As long as he held her it would be okay. She had someone to go to now when she was sad, and he had her to be there for. The deal was made silently, in their hearts. When they needed a moment to feel complete they would seek out each other. If they needed desires filled they would have someone to go to.
For now, that was all they needed. It was okay now, they knew that.
Although not as intense as Night's Saga/Tiara's "first night" story---
I am speechless. and I agree with Liingo that it isn't as graphic despite its nature as a "lemon" story.
Here's my small take on that fic, the first night Yuuno and Fate spent together. NSFW material ( lemon-scented really ). Wrote it all here with no revisions so I hope it's okay.
Warning: emotional
Spoiler for NSFW:
It had started like any other night. The sun had gone down just as it always had, the stars started to appear just as any other night sky. What had made it different this time? Perhaps the open invitation to dinner, the wine that lingered on their lips, or maybe the buttery popcorn that caused playful fits. Anything could be blamed, but the two that had truly caused it only pointed at themselves.
Nanoha was part of both of them, touching their souls deep in a way that nobody else could. For Yuuno she was the first love in his life, for Fate the first friend to give her life. The three were inseparable, always together, always laughing, always smiling. She was their escape from the world, a breath of fresh air in the stale battleships they hopped.
So when did it start? When was the first time they had found her in each other? Yuuno's soft gaze, Fate's playful words, neither was sure how it had happened. He was missing a lover, she was missing her love, but part of Nanoha would never leave them. Deep in their hearts they had been touched by her, and it was that that triggered it all. They had found each other through what she had left behind. It was awkward at first, as it should have been. After all, they weren't lovers, they didn't even date; but it didn't matter at the time, nothing else did.
She needed someone to be there for her, he needed someone to take care of. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they realized it. That night, that one simple night, had caused it all.
The first kiss was innocent, nothing more than a "Let's kiss?" type of beginning. The feelings of loss were ceased in that one moment, somehow frozen as to not bother them. For a few blissful seconds they weren't sad, for a few seconds they weren't holding it back... For a few seconds they were complete. It felt so good they couldn't help but do it again, once more to make sure it was as they thought.
It was.
Touching came next; simply a motion to let the other know it was okay, that they didn't want to pull back. Her hands danced on the back of his neck and shoulders, his playing on her sides and waist. Gentle touching, a massage to sooth muscles, a caress to cause a gasp. It felt too good to be wrong, it was too gentle to be bad, it was too loving to be forgettable.
The girl was lifted up and carried without a word. Nothing needed to be said, it was clear what they were going to do. The bed sheets were cold, a soothing feeling to their hot skin. It felt right, it felt whole, it felt soothing. Once again they had what they lost, something to keep them going. If only for an hour they had each other, they had love, they had friendship, they had that part of their life that they had missed.
It lasted. Neither wanted it to end, to stop, to leave them alone once more. Names were repeated, soft request whispered. Gasp, pants, soft sounds of pleasure. Everything came out, finally free of being repressed. He was gentle, she was caring. Everything he asked was done, taking her time to please him in any way she could. It was more for her than him deep down. She felt needed once again and didn't want to lose that emotion. Right now, in this time, she was everything to him and he was even more to her. In that moment she found the lost emotions of friendship, something she could do for him as his best friend.
Just as her, he did it all for her as well. Her words were soft, full of pleasure but not embarrassed. She needed him right now and he knew it, just as he needed her. Not holding back, he pleased her, held her, kissed her. He could take care of the woman in his arms, he could protect her in ways that he couldn't protect others. He wanted to be there for her and this was the first way that it would start. He would heal her wounds, he would take care of her, he would protect her.
When it was over they simple panted, looking into each other's eyes. They didn't regret it, didn't find themselves repulsed that they gave in to their desires, didn't want to undo what had been done. No words of love had been spoken that night, and it didn't seem to matter. They had found each other, and it felt right. When they would say it openly they didn't know, but still, in that moment, that night, it was right.
He held her all night then, and for the first time she slept soundly. No tossing, no turning, no crying. It was okay now. As long as he held her it would be okay. She had someone to go to now when she was sad, and he had her to be there for. The deal was made silently, in their hearts. When they needed a moment to feel complete they would seek out each other. If they needed desires filled they would have someone to go to.
For now, that was all they needed. It was okay now, they knew that.
Wonderful. I can't really think of other ways to fully describe it.
It's also great since you didn't make it the night after... you know, since I don't intend to have them do it that early. It feels...inappropriate since they are still friends, so yours fit perfectly with my own plans.
Good job. You mind if it's reposted to the OC thread? :3
Right now...I'm thinking of how to portray her family members taking the news...I can handle the rest, but I'm not sure if I want to give the tough Takamichi family-vibe going or go for something different...Hmm... not to mention whether or not Nanoha's incident happened in this universe occurs or not will be a factor...
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Night~and~Gale: ~ The Final Mythology of the Man who Defied Destiny.
The sleeping lion shall awaken beyond the depths of time, crossing ten billion lights, come to Terra.
So this really is going to be turned into a deep story huh?
Weird how one little post can make people like things. First Hayate/Yuuno now Fate/ Yuuno. The world is gonna explode T_T
~And of course it wouldn't be night after D: that would be very inappropriate >.< but it did fit with what you was working with? Spiffy I didn't even know lol
2007-07-19, 18:31
It's been a long while since we've seen such a cute reaction from Master/Mistress fic writer Satashi-san T_T
Author
). Of course I have to refer to the timeline first. 
What's that?
Nighengale... what have you spawned....
. (Can't wait to see how Yuuno works out of that sentence). Redemption chapter II should be really interesting.
stop asking me to flail!
Cant comment on Redemption yet, either, as I still have not caught up to the story. (I'm progressing... but very... slowly... 
