Aeterna Nox | By : asuramori Category: +. to F > Black Cat Views: 1853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Disclaimer: Refer to previous chapters.
Warning: Yaoi. Refer to previous chapters.
Chapter Twelve: Reckoning
By: Asura Mori
"Train…"
"Train… wake…"
"Wake up, Train."
The brunette stretched and opened his eyes blearily, looking up at the speaker. Creed stood above him smiling, hands on his hips. "I swear… you're just like a cat sometimes." The silvette chuckled, offering his hand to the other man. Train looked at the proffered hand for a moment, still waking up, and then smiled.
"That's why they call me the Black Cat, Creed. It wasn't just a catchy name for when I killed. It was also a behavioral thing."
Creed laughed outright and helped his lover up, folding him up in a hug. "I was worried when you didn't return to the room." He whispered, lightly kissing the brunette's cheek. "Thought I did something to upset you."
"Nah, I was just practicing. You didn't do anything. Just had… some things to think about." Train leaned his head against Creed's shoulder so that the other man didn't see his expression. He still wasn't sure if he should talk to Creed about the voices he'd been hearing, but not telling the silvette also bothered him.
"It's fine, Train. We all need some time to ourselves. You haven't really had that chance since you've gotten here." Train looked up and found that Creed was smiling. Guilt washed through him. Creed was so understanding and here he was hiding things from him. "Creed… I…"
"Creed!"
Train and Creed turned as one, with Train still wrapped in the silvette's arms. Doctor ran into the room and bent over, panting. "Creed…" He looked up, only then seeming to realize that Train was there as well. "Um… may I speak to you alone, for a minute, if possible…?"
"What is it, Doctor? You can speak in front of Train. I trust him more than anyone else in this world." Creed's eyes had narrowed and his arms tightened around the brunette protectively. Train's eyes had also narrowed, wondering what Doctor didn't want him to hear.
Doctor seemed to debate, and then decided the issue was too important. "We're being attacked… That sweeper and his little biological weapon are here. They've come for… their friend." Doctor tried to look over at Train discreetly, but failed miserably. Train blinked. Wait, what? He knew these attackers? Was it…
The green-haired man popped into his head again unbidden, eyes hidden beneath his hat. Was it him? Was it… Sven? Did that man have the answers he was looking for? There was only one way to find out…
"Creed… let's go." He turned to leave, but found that his lover's arms had tightened so that he couldn't move. Train looked up at the silvette, golden eyes showing confusion.
"Creed…?"
The silvette blinked and loosened his arms. "I'm sorry. I just blanked out for a bit." He smiled and stepped back, seeming himself once more, but Train could tell something was wrong. Creed seemed agitated and restless about something. The intruders? Was there something about these people that bothered him? This just piqued his interest more. He had to meet these intruders… and see if they held the answers he was looking for.
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Train left the room first, leaving Doctor and Creed alone. Creed stood as if frozen, his eyes the only thing that moved. The purple orbs were darting about, as if looking for some escape from this nightmare. "How did they find him, Doctor? I thought we left no clues as to our location…"
"That Rinslet girl is very resourceful, Creed. We should have killed her when we had the chance. Now, we have another issue to contend with. Sven and Eve. If Train sees them now, he could-"
"NO!" Creed covered his ears, his first movement in a while. He shook his head and closed his eyes, trying to block out everything. "This can't happen… I can't lose Train again! I won't lose him again!"
Purple orbs snapped open and the silvette straightened, face cold. His eyes were hard as he looked at Doctor, who took a step back. "Even if he remembers them, I will not lose him again. He will forget once more, if that action is needed. I refuse to lose my Train again!"
"But Creed… another dose of Letheium could…" Doctor wetted his lips, his mouth suddenly dry. "I don't care. Train is mine and I will not let go of him. That is all I care about now."
"… As you wish, then."
To be continued…
A.M. – Sorry to leave you all on a cliffhanger, but next chapter will be interesting. Sven to the rescue!
S. Train: Finally, jeez… I was getting tired of him. (points at B.C. Train)
B.C. Train: It's not my fault you aren't as cool as me. (shrugs)
S. Train: See! This is why I don't like him!
Asura: But… he IS you. Are you saying you don't like yourself?
S. Train: Well, no… I just don't like him!
Asura: … So you don't like an aspect of your personality?
S. Train: … Why do you have to turn everything around on me?
Asura: … Cause I'm the author?
S. Train: I dislike you. Extremely.
B.C. Train: I share that sentiment.
Asura: … You guys are just mad cause I let Creed fuck you.
Trains: …
Asura: I win. :D
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