A Full Moon

A Full Moon

Flora Winter

I do not own Tsubasa and I’m not making any money off this either.

Summary: I’m not really sure how to summarize this tale of unholy terror. All I do know is that Kurgi is gonna take Fay to bed. I simply adore gay! So, enjoy.

Prologue

Fay’s molten blue gemstone eyes snapped open with an angry glimmer and he balled his slender white hands into dangerous fists that could smash through paper walls. He had had just about all he could take. What did a beautiful young wizard have to do in order to get a good night’s sleep? He considered himself to be a sweet natured, charming, and all around nice guy, but he had a fuse just like everybody else. It was just longer than most and right now it was very close to having the bomb explode, killing everybody in the blast. All he wanted to do was get a good night’s sleep. Was that asking for too frigging much?

His left eye twitched and he turned his head to the side, glaring like a pissed off dragon at the cause of his ever increasing annoyance. He simply had to stop the snoring. It was driving him insane. Why did he have to share a room with him anyway? At first it had been cool. Now it was making him batty.

“Stabby with the stab-stab,” Kurogane chuckled in his sleep, snoring even louder with a stupid smile on his face. He was singing. The ninja was actually singing about blood and guts raining down on his head.

Fay’s right eye twitched and he moved with the ethereal grace of a pale phantom. His soft yellow hair fluttered in the silver light of the moon as he took up his weapon with feline speed.

“Shut up!” He yelled, smacking the swordsman right in the face as hard as he could, and causing an explosion. A storm of white filled the stunned air as Kurogane shot up with a mouthful of feathers and a choked battle roar. He spat and clawed at his tongue.

“What the hell are you doing?” The ninja growled like a pissed off tiger, wiping the drool from his mouth. His blazing red eyes fell on the angry looking wizard. “Do you want to die horribly or something?”

“Shut your face!” Fay yelled, tossing the dead pillow over his head, taking a deep breath to keep from laughing. “And quit your snoring!”

“A man snores when he’s tired!” Kurogane roared back, balling his large hands into powerfully destructive fists. Fay had seen him punch a stone wall to the ground before. He honestly didn’t want to think what they could do to his pretty face. “Why don’t you go sleep on the damn roof?”

Fay just looked at him. He really should have smothered him. He could have made it look like an accident, too. It could have been a horrible sex game gone wrong or something. But…how could he explain that to the children? Well, you see, kids…

“What the hell’s your problem?” Kurogane asked, lowering his voice just a bit.

“I can’t sleep with you snoring and singing about bathing in dream blood,” he said, imagining what Kurgi-Cutie would look like in crimson goo. “How about you just not breathe at all, huh?”

Kurogane just looked at him with a blank expression on his handsome face. “Are you sick?”

Fay blinked. “Huh?”

“Your face,” he said, pushing his sheets away. “You’re all pink.”

Fay pursed his lips. All Kurogane had on were a pair of thin black boxers their generous hosts had loaned him. His naked body was all hard and muscular. He wanted to lick him as if he were a lollypop. That caused him to cock his head to the side. He had been feeling a little under the weather lately. Maybe he was getting sick. Well, that just sucked. He hated being sick.

“Perhaps that explains why you’re being such a whiny little bitch,” Kurogane smiled with wicked amusement in his crimson eyes.

Fay’s aquamarine orbs flashed with azure fire. He could so use magic right now and not care. “Why you little…”

“GOOD MORNING!” A happy voice squealed in cheerful delight. “Mokona wants eggs!”

Fay blinked in surprise. It was morning? He had been awake all night? Was murder really a crime?

“AH!” Kurogane yelled when the white critter jumped on his face. “Get off me, White Thing!”

“Mokona is not a white thing!” Mokona yelled right back, kissing him even more. “Mokona is a Mokona!”

“Go, Mokona!” Fay cheered, clapping his hands. “Kill him with affection!”

“Mokona will now give Kurgi a big kiss on the nose!” Mokona squealed in happy chirps of laughter.

“NO!” Kurogane yelled in horror, fighting even harder to pull Mokona off him. “I’LL KILL YOU!”

Hmm, Fay thought, what is it with him and affection?

“Quiet!” A loud voice shrieked, rattling the walls. “I’m trying to conduct my morning prayers!”

Mokona kissed the distraught swordsman right on the nose and bounced into the giggling wizard’s waiting arms.

“Give it here!” Kurogane yelled, getting to his knees, putting his face right into Mokona’s. “I’m going to toss you out the window!”

“Nuh-uh,” Mokona said, smiling happily, bouncing up, and kissed him right on the nose again. “Kurgi loves Mokona.”

“I’ll show you love!” Kurogane growled, snatching Mokona, and began to pull on his ears. “LOVING AND CARING!”

Mokona laughed even louder. “Yay! Kurgi loves me!”

“QUIET!” The voice screamed like a demon, causing the glass in the windows to slightly crack in places.

Fay pulled Mokona away from the pissed off swordsman and hugged him tight. “You did good.”

Kurogane glared, sitting back on his heels. “I’ll slit your throat with a toothpick.”

“Sexy,” Fay purred, giving him his most sultry grin. He couldn’t help but snicker as the swordsman’s tan face burned red.

The door to the room suddenly slid open with a bang, causing them all to jump in slight fright. Fay turned and Kurogane instantly had his sword in hand.

“Breakfast!” Syaoran announced, stepping in.

“Woo-hoo!” Mokona laughed, bouncing across the room, jumping up to sit on the teen’s right shoulder. “Mokona is hungry.”

“How’s Sakura?” Fay asked, getting to his feet.

Sayaoran smiled. “She’s still sleeping.”

Fay looked to see that Kurogane was looking out the window. He was so cute when he sulked. So, he was cute all the time.

“Well,” he said, stretching. “I want some of that yummy orange juice.”

“Oh, get this,” the younger man said. “Tommorow is the day when people dress up in costumes in this world and go around collecting candy from people’s homes.”

“Oh?” Fay asked, making his bed. “What’s this day called?”

“Halloween,” Mokona said, wagging his ears. “Mokona wants to bob for apples and drink yummy cider.”

“Hmm,” Fay said, grinning. “I want to dress up.”

“Mokona wants to be a bat.”

“And I want to hit you with a bat,” Kurogane muttered under his breath.

“What was that, Kurgi?” Fay asked.

“Don’t call me that!” Kurogane yelled, glaring up at him.

“Aw,” Fay swooned, spinning around, jumping to hide behind Sayaoran. “He’s so scary.”

“ME?” Kurogane shouted, standing up in a whoosh. “You’re the one who nearly killed me in my sleep!”

“Oh,” Sayaoran said, looking around. “That would explain the feathers…and here I thought…”

Kurogane turned those eyes onto him. “You thought what, kid?”

“Nothing,” Sayaoran said, blushing. “Anyway, I just thought we could all dress up and have some fun. I’m sure Sakura would enjoy it.”

“I’m in,” Fay said, smiling warmly. “Maybe I’ll dress up as something scary. What do you think, Kurgs?”

“I think I’m going to go back to sleep,” he said, walking back over, sitting down on his pallet. “You all can do whatever you like, just leave me out of it.”

“Aw,” Mokona whined, pouting something fierce. “Kurgi’s no fun.”

“STOP CALLING ME THAT!”

Fay rolled his eyes. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“I don’t do fun,” Kurogane snapped. “Go on and let me sleep in peace.”

“No,” Fay said, shaking a finger at him. “You need to let me sleep in peace.”

“I’ll let you sleep in pieces!” He yelled, reaching for his sword.

“Good morning,” a warm voice said, and they all looked to see that it was Princess Sakura at the door. She was wearing a pretty pink night gown and her hair was a little messed up from sleep. Fay couldn’t help but grin. She looked so cute.

“Good morning, Princess,” he said. “Did you sleep well?”

She nodded her head. “I did.”

“That’s good,” he said, turning back to the angry ninja. “Did you hear that? She slept well.”

“Good for her,” Kurogane said, raking the feathers away, lying back down, pulling the covers over his head. “You can go now.”

“What about breakfast?” Sayaoran asked.

Kurogane was silent. Fay just glared down at him in amusement. Was he playing the whole if I ignore them long enough they’ll all just go away game?

“I’ll bring it up to him after I’m done eating,” he said, leading the two of them and Mokona from the room. “Let’s let Mr. Grumpy-Face sulk under his covers.”

“DAMMIT, I’M NOT SULKING! I’M SLEEPY! AND WHAT THE HELL DID YOU CALL ME?”

“Come along now,” he giggled, closing the door behind them, snorting when something hit it from the other side.

“Is he mad?” Sakura asked. “Why were there so many feathers on the floor?”

“YOU CAN CLEAN THESE DAMN FEATHERS UP, TOO!”

“Hmm,” Fay said, following the two teens down the steps. “I wonder what I might dress up as.”

“There is this costume shop right across the street,” Sayaoran said, leading the way to the dining room. “We can go there today.”

Fay nodded. That sounded like a plan. Now, how was he going to get Kurgi to participate? So many wicked ideas and dastardly plots were running amuck through his evil mind.

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think. Who knows, I might have Fay dress up as Tinker Bell, and Kurgi can be his Peter Pan. For some odd reason, I can see a lot more yelling in the next chapter…and in tights, too.

Flora.