Angel
Once again, blame the lack of sleep.
Title: ANGEL
Author: Kris
Part: 1/1
Disclaimers: Standerd apply, Song belongs to Madonna.
Warnings: Yaoi
Treize stared out the window, slowly sipping a glass of red wine.
However, his mind was not on the scene before him, it was on the young
man who had just left. It was strange how that young pilot had managed
to effect him. Even though he had been a prisoner of OZ, the young
blonde had always acted very polite, almost as if he was in control,
not Treize. It was with great reluctance that he had released his
prisoner, but he would not jepordize Zechs' life. He still needed the
Lightining Count. He closed his eyes, still remembering the touch of
the boy's breath on his cheak, the feel of his slim arms wrapping
around him as the child hugged him.
Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near
What was it about this boy that warmed his heart? Was it the innocence
and compassion in the child's soft blue eyes? Or was it something
else? He smiled, seeing again the angel's look of sadness when he
explained the boy's fate as an enemy of OZ. It wasn't himself the boy
was sad for, it was Treize. It was almost as if he could feel Treize's
pain at having to destroy such a treasure.
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
He wished that he would've had time to know the pilot better. He
didn't even know his name. He had not asked, and the boy didn't
volenteer it. He hadn't asked, because that would make the child a
person, not just an enemy.
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise
I can see it in your eyes
There was something about that angel that intrigued him. Perhaps it
was the firce light that glowed in him, or the passion he felt for his
cause. Whatever it was, it drew Treize like a moth to a flame. As he
took another sip of his wine, he couldn't help but reflect on the one
other person that made him feel that way.
Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart
And that's why
His other golden haired angel was the only one who came close to the
small boy he had held for such a short time. So very much alike, yet
so different. Was it any wonder then, that he found himself disireing
to know so much more about the child? That he would desire to hear the
small angel cry out in passion as he stroked his virgin flames and
watched those open blue eyes darken with a very earthly desire?
You're an angel
You're an angel, baby
You're an angel
You must be an angel
Still, he let a smile gently curve his lips as he contimplated the
future. The boy would not be able to avoid him forever. They would
have to face each other again. And the next time, he would discover
his little angel's secrets. Until then, he would dream of all the
things he would do once he caught the young pilot again.
I believe that dreams come true
'Cause you came when I wished for you
This just can't be coincidence
The only way that this makes sense is that
Oooh you're an angel
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The Terminally Insane One,
Kris
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