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Just beyond the mirror
Angel...
That is the only way I can describe the vision that appears before me...such an ethereal creature that does not belong on this wretched plane of a world, a world filled only of sorrow and lingering pain. But without him, I would not survive...
I could not survive...
Without him, I could not see the demon that possesses me, possessing my soul. There is an internal battle within myself, always fighting, always challenging as I try to reach for the purity of his true self...reaching for his eternal light.
All I wish...all I ask...is…
Just...please...
Stay with me....
Niisan.
~***~
Title: Just beyond the Mirror
A GW/Countdown-Akira crossover
Author: Eternal Spark aka Carol Edwards
Pairing: 13x6, 2x everyone, 6x2
Category: Drama, Alternative Universe, Angst, Lemon,
Disclaimers: They’re not mine!! DAMN IT!!! WHY CAN’T THEY?!? --;;; Anyway, just using the characters, folks.
Notes: The setting is in an exclusive college within an upper class community. Sally, Zechs and Noin are seniors; Relena, Dorothy, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei are sophomores; Quarte is a fashion model living in Paris at the moment on a shoot and Heero is his agent and manager living within the community.
Rating: NC17
Warning: graphic sexual content, Incest, language
Achived: if you want, but please ask first.
Email: dreamersisle@yahoo.com
Hosted at: Dreamer's Isle-www.geocities.com/dreamersisle, Fanfiction.net
Comments & criticism: dreamersisle@yahool.com
Act 1: Twilight's Illusion
Part one
A beautiful young man stands within the confines of the majestic church. Large glossy amaryllis eyes gaze at a particular stained-glassed window. Within the glass, the blessed mother, hands folded neatly in her lap sat gazing lovingly at her only child. Multiple thoughts flood the young man's mind but judging from his face, you would not know what he is thinking.
But you could feel the aura about him.
Cold.
There is coldness there. Such a cold face on a beautiful boy is unheard but there he was, still staring at the picture so deep in thought. Silky chestnut lashes closed remembering his actions from the night before…
***Flashback***
Water could be heard from the apartment but that would be the only sounds anyone could hear because within the shower, two occupants were very busy. A very active tongue was having a field day stroking the female occupant’s tender nether lips. Her voice, squealed in pleasure, soft supple skin being licked and sucked climbing up towards that tower to ecstasy. Her body was bent over, barely standing in the shower while her lover continually licked her, penetrating her with his tongue while kneeling behind her. Flipping her wet marigold hair over one of her shoulders, her cornflower blue eyes pleaded for her lover to enter her. The exchange of eye contact was taken and the young man gazed a second at her cunt, watching the clitoris pulsate as its owner writhed against the wall. Raising a hand through his sopping chestnut bang, he stood up, expressionless, positioning himself behind her. Without notice, he pushed his entire length into the young woman, hearing her scream frhe she sharpness of his entrance. But then the ride would truly begin. He thrust his appendage into her body, pulling himself all the way out and pounding his length into her, piercing her inner self. The young woman tried to hold to the walls for support some leverage but the constant pounding inside her forced her down to her knees! Her mouth, opening and closing, trying to breathe-Oh but she was loving every minute of it! He always knew where to touch her and he pounded her just right!! Her breathing quickened! She was almost there!! Her voice gaining pitch with each thrust but her mouth would be her down fall!!!
"DUO!!!!!"
The young man stopped his motions, withdrawal from her womb in one slick motion. The young woman turned her head, breathing hard, staring at him.
"What?!! Why'd you stop?!"
"I warned you..." Violet eyes darkened by the second to deep onyx.
"But...it was an accident..."
He didn't give her time to speak as he left out the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the rack and dried himself. While she continued to beg and plead him to come back into the bathroom, he ignored her, swiftly putting on his jet-black jeans and pullover sweater. She had just managed to crawl into the room after making herself cum since he stopped so abruptly. "I'm sorry, Maxwell!! It won't happen again..."
contcontinued to ignore her while he dressed, pulling his long hair back into a low ponytail and walked out the door! He could still hear the curses from the young woman, calling him a perverted bastard as her large tears streaked down her face.
But he didn't care. Only one person could call his name...his true name...and that was the only person...he couldn't have.
***End Flashback***
~***~
Sharp azure eyes followed the strange young man crossing the crowded intersection on the campus' grounds. Zechs didn't know why he continually stared at the strange young man. Maybe it was because of the height difference, being a foot and a half taller than the stranger. Maybe it was because of the youth's unmistakable beauty. Most men would appear handsome but this strange lithe youth was beautiful. Adoring a heart-shaped face was long chestnut hair bounded together into a tight but intricate weave. So long was the braid in length that it hung low, down his back all the way to his butt and gently patting his backside as he walked. Within this beautiful face, two very large expressive eyes viewed the world through amaryllis hues. And his skin...such delicate skin for a boy, the color of roses and cream. The small frame illuminated the swaying motions of a dancer, his designer jeans hugging strong thighs and a very delectable rear. "He's so sure of himself..." Zechs thought to himself, unaware that one of his dearest friends had approached alongside of him.
"ZECHS!"
Silver blond hair bound together within a low ponytail swirled around with its owner and he found himself staring into a pair of deep dark blue eyes. "Oh! Hi, Noin! What's up?"
Her face squinted up as she followed the line of his prior eyesight. "are are you staring at that asshole?" Seemed she didn't like anyone looking at that guy.
"Who?" Light blue eyes blinked in confusion.
"That Maxwell character!" she yelled, brushing a strand of dark hair falling in her eyes, back into place. "I don't even get Relena. What the hell does she see in that bastard?"
Zechs rolled his eyes. Apparently his very bisexual sister was currently dating the strange young man and judging from the various rumors floating around the campus, the young man had a killer reputation with the entire student body, both male and female. Weird sexual tendencies from what he understood or overheard from the cafeteria, classroom, and/or gossip floating on the grapevine. He usually ignored the gossip though the object of said gossip was very striking. Ice blue eyes lingered a little longer, watching the boy's retreating form disappearing into the library.
Not to say Zechs was attracted, because he had a boyfriend; A very handsome, highly intelligent boyfriend who had currently graduated a year before and was currently working at a prestigious law firm, Oz Enterprises. He and Treize had been inseparable since children and their friendship had developed into something more as they matured iaduladulthood. He was only waiting for the ring and he would marry his "general" in a heartbeat. But the rules between them were stipulated stating he had to graduate from Sank University before any preparations were to be made. This included Treize proposing to him. That wouldn't be a hard task. In fact, that would be the easy part. Education had always been easy for him, being second in the top percentile of his class.
His thoughts traveled back to that rake, Duo Maxwell. This same Maxwwho who was in accelerated courses becauf hif his high intelligence and remarkably a genius by the university's standards. How would Zechs know so much information about the boy?
Simple.
The boy was in several of his classes. He had to be about seventeen but he barely looked a day over fourteen. The exquisite sophomore with the heinous reputation and was a vision to behold.
"Well Noin, " he replied, turning back towards her, "My sister has unusual tastes and that shouldn’t surprise you one bit. You know about her and Dorothy already. The damn girl doesn't know if she wants to be straight or lez one minute or the next. But let's not talk about that, okay? I have that project to work on."
"Always thinking about schoolwork, Zechsy." Noin replied, tone sweet like molasses but touched with a dash of lemon. "Heard from that gorgeous man of yours lately?"
"No." Zech replied. "He's been busy with that Barton case coming up. It isn't evay aay a rookie lawyer get a case of that magnitude on the first shot. But I believe that he will do well."
"Barton...Barton...Oh! That Mariameia girl?! Damn! Shame what happened to her. I still say that the grandfather did it. Who else would have cause and motive? He hated her mother and despised his own son but the little girl...sick. Just sick." Her dark eyes continued looking at her friend. "I still say that there is loss of communication between you two. You hardly have time for one another. Even more so now that he's graduated. You guys need some quality time together else sooner or l som something going to happen and the fire's gonna go out between you too."
Zech rolled his eyes. "Don't get melodramatic, Noin. I left a message on his answering machine ark. rk.
“You talk more to the answering machine than him. At least when he was here, he called you back. We hardly hear a thing from him now.”
“Hello in there?” A gentle hand tapped the young woman on the head. “Didn’t you just hear what I say!?”
Noin glared at him. “I did…but you’re not hearing me.”
Sighing, Zechs changed the subject. “Look, Ms. Relationship guru…Are we going to finish Mackenzie’s project or what?”
Noin smiled, knowing her friend’s mood so well. “Alright, I’ll lay off. But if he hurts you…” She shut up slowly taken back from the icy glare from Zechs' ice blue eyes. “Okay…okay…Let’s go.”
That is the only way I can describe the vision that appears before me...such an ethereal creature that does not belong on this wretched plane of a world, a world filled only of sorrow and lingering pain. But without him, I would not survive...
I could not survive...
Without him, I could not see the demon that possesses me, possessing my soul. There is an internal battle within myself, always fighting, always challenging as I try to reach for the purity of his true self...reaching for his eternal light.
All I wish...all I ask...is…
Just...please...
Stay with me....
Niisan.
~***~
Title: Just beyond the Mirror
A GW/Countdown-Akira crossover
Author: Eternal Spark aka Carol Edwards
Pairing: 13x6, 2x everyone, 6x2
Category: Drama, Alternative Universe, Angst, Lemon,
Disclaimers: They’re not mine!! DAMN IT!!! WHY CAN’T THEY?!? --;;; Anyway, just using the characters, folks.
Notes: The setting is in an exclusive college within an upper class community. Sally, Zechs and Noin are seniors; Relena, Dorothy, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei are sophomores; Quarte is a fashion model living in Paris at the moment on a shoot and Heero is his agent and manager living within the community.
Rating: NC17
Warning: graphic sexual content, Incest, language
Achived: if you want, but please ask first.
Email: dreamersisle@yahoo.com
Hosted at: Dreamer's Isle-www.geocities.com/dreamersisle, Fanfiction.net
Comments & criticism: dreamersisle@yahool.com
Act 1: Twilight's Illusion
Part one
A beautiful young man stands within the confines of the majestic church. Large glossy amaryllis eyes gaze at a particular stained-glassed window. Within the glass, the blessed mother, hands folded neatly in her lap sat gazing lovingly at her only child. Multiple thoughts flood the young man's mind but judging from his face, you would not know what he is thinking.
But you could feel the aura about him.
Cold.
There is coldness there. Such a cold face on a beautiful boy is unheard but there he was, still staring at the picture so deep in thought. Silky chestnut lashes closed remembering his actions from the night before…
***Flashback***
Water could be heard from the apartment but that would be the only sounds anyone could hear because within the shower, two occupants were very busy. A very active tongue was having a field day stroking the female occupant’s tender nether lips. Her voice, squealed in pleasure, soft supple skin being licked and sucked climbing up towards that tower to ecstasy. Her body was bent over, barely standing in the shower while her lover continually licked her, penetrating her with his tongue while kneeling behind her. Flipping her wet marigold hair over one of her shoulders, her cornflower blue eyes pleaded for her lover to enter her. The exchange of eye contact was taken and the young man gazed a second at her cunt, watching the clitoris pulsate as its owner writhed against the wall. Raising a hand through his sopping chestnut bang, he stood up, expressionless, positioning himself behind her. Without notice, he pushed his entire length into the young woman, hearing her scream frhe she sharpness of his entrance. But then the ride would truly begin. He thrust his appendage into her body, pulling himself all the way out and pounding his length into her, piercing her inner self. The young woman tried to hold to the walls for support some leverage but the constant pounding inside her forced her down to her knees! Her mouth, opening and closing, trying to breathe-Oh but she was loving every minute of it! He always knew where to touch her and he pounded her just right!! Her breathing quickened! She was almost there!! Her voice gaining pitch with each thrust but her mouth would be her down fall!!!
"DUO!!!!!"
The young man stopped his motions, withdrawal from her womb in one slick motion. The young woman turned her head, breathing hard, staring at him.
"What?!! Why'd you stop?!"
"I warned you..." Violet eyes darkened by the second to deep onyx.
"But...it was an accident..."
He didn't give her time to speak as he left out the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the rack and dried himself. While she continued to beg and plead him to come back into the bathroom, he ignored her, swiftly putting on his jet-black jeans and pullover sweater. She had just managed to crawl into the room after making herself cum since he stopped so abruptly. "I'm sorry, Maxwell!! It won't happen again..."
contcontinued to ignore her while he dressed, pulling his long hair back into a low ponytail and walked out the door! He could still hear the curses from the young woman, calling him a perverted bastard as her large tears streaked down her face.
But he didn't care. Only one person could call his name...his true name...and that was the only person...he couldn't have.
***End Flashback***
~***~
Sharp azure eyes followed the strange young man crossing the crowded intersection on the campus' grounds. Zechs didn't know why he continually stared at the strange young man. Maybe it was because of the height difference, being a foot and a half taller than the stranger. Maybe it was because of the youth's unmistakable beauty. Most men would appear handsome but this strange lithe youth was beautiful. Adoring a heart-shaped face was long chestnut hair bounded together into a tight but intricate weave. So long was the braid in length that it hung low, down his back all the way to his butt and gently patting his backside as he walked. Within this beautiful face, two very large expressive eyes viewed the world through amaryllis hues. And his skin...such delicate skin for a boy, the color of roses and cream. The small frame illuminated the swaying motions of a dancer, his designer jeans hugging strong thighs and a very delectable rear. "He's so sure of himself..." Zechs thought to himself, unaware that one of his dearest friends had approached alongside of him.
"ZECHS!"
Silver blond hair bound together within a low ponytail swirled around with its owner and he found himself staring into a pair of deep dark blue eyes. "Oh! Hi, Noin! What's up?"
Her face squinted up as she followed the line of his prior eyesight. "are are you staring at that asshole?" Seemed she didn't like anyone looking at that guy.
"Who?" Light blue eyes blinked in confusion.
"That Maxwell character!" she yelled, brushing a strand of dark hair falling in her eyes, back into place. "I don't even get Relena. What the hell does she see in that bastard?"
Zechs rolled his eyes. Apparently his very bisexual sister was currently dating the strange young man and judging from the various rumors floating around the campus, the young man had a killer reputation with the entire student body, both male and female. Weird sexual tendencies from what he understood or overheard from the cafeteria, classroom, and/or gossip floating on the grapevine. He usually ignored the gossip though the object of said gossip was very striking. Ice blue eyes lingered a little longer, watching the boy's retreating form disappearing into the library.
Not to say Zechs was attracted, because he had a boyfriend; A very handsome, highly intelligent boyfriend who had currently graduated a year before and was currently working at a prestigious law firm, Oz Enterprises. He and Treize had been inseparable since children and their friendship had developed into something more as they matured iaduladulthood. He was only waiting for the ring and he would marry his "general" in a heartbeat. But the rules between them were stipulated stating he had to graduate from Sank University before any preparations were to be made. This included Treize proposing to him. That wouldn't be a hard task. In fact, that would be the easy part. Education had always been easy for him, being second in the top percentile of his class.
His thoughts traveled back to that rake, Duo Maxwell. This same Maxwwho who was in accelerated courses becauf hif his high intelligence and remarkably a genius by the university's standards. How would Zechs know so much information about the boy?
Simple.
The boy was in several of his classes. He had to be about seventeen but he barely looked a day over fourteen. The exquisite sophomore with the heinous reputation and was a vision to behold.
"Well Noin, " he replied, turning back towards her, "My sister has unusual tastes and that shouldn’t surprise you one bit. You know about her and Dorothy already. The damn girl doesn't know if she wants to be straight or lez one minute or the next. But let's not talk about that, okay? I have that project to work on."
"Always thinking about schoolwork, Zechsy." Noin replied, tone sweet like molasses but touched with a dash of lemon. "Heard from that gorgeous man of yours lately?"
"No." Zech replied. "He's been busy with that Barton case coming up. It isn't evay aay a rookie lawyer get a case of that magnitude on the first shot. But I believe that he will do well."
"Barton...Barton...Oh! That Mariameia girl?! Damn! Shame what happened to her. I still say that the grandfather did it. Who else would have cause and motive? He hated her mother and despised his own son but the little girl...sick. Just sick." Her dark eyes continued looking at her friend. "I still say that there is loss of communication between you two. You hardly have time for one another. Even more so now that he's graduated. You guys need some quality time together else sooner or l som something going to happen and the fire's gonna go out between you too."
Zech rolled his eyes. "Don't get melodramatic, Noin. I left a message on his answering machine ark. rk.
“You talk more to the answering machine than him. At least when he was here, he called you back. We hardly hear a thing from him now.”
“Hello in there?” A gentle hand tapped the young woman on the head. “Didn’t you just hear what I say!?”
Noin glared at him. “I did…but you’re not hearing me.”
Sighing, Zechs changed the subject. “Look, Ms. Relationship guru…Are we going to finish Mackenzie’s project or what?”
Noin smiled, knowing her friend’s mood so well. “Alright, I’ll lay off. But if he hurts you…” She shut up slowly taken back from the icy glare from Zechs' ice blue eyes. “Okay…okay…Let’s go.”