Wind Feeds Fire | By : Elysia Category: +G through L > Legend of Dragoon Views: 3819 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AN: This is not my story. This was written by Mishaela when
Fanfiction.net allowed yaoi. I printed it, and now as I see good stories are
needed, I dusted it off and typed it up. All I have done to it is spell check.
Mishaela this story is great. If you want it under your name e-mail me and I’ll
send you the file.
Wind Feeds Fire.
By: Mishaela
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Legend of Dragoon. I don’t own Dart
or Albert- more’s the pity. This fic involves sexual behavior of a homosexual
nature (yaoi). If you’re too young, or don’t like that sort of thing, then
leave us hentais alone and go elsewhere! I mean it! Flames will be moved to the
fireplace to keep all of us warm during the cold season.
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Dart could feel it.
The eyes on his back, that is. There wasn’t any malice in
them, he was sure, but there was a kind of weariness. It’d been this way for
some time now. Every time the Dragoons went to a town to rest and stock up,
there’d been someone following him with their gaze. He wasn’t sure what it
meant, but he was certainly not comfortable with the prolonged watching.
He looked down into his drink, seeing his own blond
reflection. His blue eyes were flecked with red, a sign of his bond with the
Red Dragon of Legend. The Red Dragoon spirit had been his father’s, but that
time was long past. Now, he had to fight against his father to save the girl he’d
known since childhood, Shana.
It was so hard, trying to get it through his head that she
was the embodiment of the God of Destruction. Her mortal flesh held the spirit
of the 108th Species. At one time they’d professed their love for
one another. Nhe whe wasn’t so sure if he hadn’t been more than a little hasty.
The smile on her face had, at the time, made him think it was right, but things
he’d been feeling recently made him reconsider his words.
All of those thoughts were tied to a person with sparkling
emerald eyes, full lips and a flowing mane of sun gold hair.
A hand descended on his shoulder. Looking at it, he saw the
leather glove of Albert, King of Serdia. His eyes followed the arm up to the
young King’s worried face, “Hey, Albert, what’s wrong?”
“I might ask you the same question, Dart,” the king said
softly as he took the seat next to him. He was dressed in his usual finery.
Green tunic, gilt in gold embroidery, and finely tanned leather pants along
with a green cloak that never seemed to get in the way during all the battles
they ht iht in the past.
Dart looked down into his drink again, “Just thinking.”
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