Title: The Blue Magician
Author: me! aka Craig famguyrules90
Format: Story Part 6
Rating: PG13? (i'm unsure)
Genre: Fantasy, Slash, M/M, Magic
Warnings: Also contains some mild language. All the characters and places etc are my property and completely fictional, any resemblence to real life or existing fiction is completely coincidental and unauthorised duplication is prohibited. Also there may be errors, typos etc.
Summary: James lives in Yerin, near the ocean, where it is illegal to be a magician in the lower classes, and social suicide to be a Samer (Gay), unfortunately, James is both.Outcast from his town, James finds himself in the midst of a centuries old conflict and it's up to him to solve the crisis. Can he keep his magic secret? And will he ever find love? As usual it's unedited and advice/ comments is encouraged etc.
Hungover today lol so with no more hesitation heres the next part :)
I hid under the cover and hoped they’d go away. There was no reason for anyone to attack me, was there? I heard the scuffling of their feet as they shuffled closer and then the strike of a match. I tried to clamp down on my heavy breathing with no luck. A hand came underneath the cover and whipped the duvet off and then clamped down over my mouth.
I tried to scream but the hand muffled the sound. I opened my eyes to see Sam staring down at me with his fingers on his lips in a ‘keep quiet’ signal.
‘Be quiet. You do not want to wake Kenna up at night. She may seem young and happy, but if you interrupt her ‘beauty sleep’ she’ll have your head in flames.’ He explained.
He lifted his hand from my mouth and it tingled still with the memory of the contact. I saw now that he had lit a lamp and rested his knife on the bedside table. I felt uncomfortable being near it. Why did he have a knife? And why was he awake and in my room? I asked him.
‘Well when I was on my way to the kitchen to get some more water when I heard you shouting out in your room, so came in to check you were OK.’ He explained.
‘And the knife?’ I asked
He looked a little uncertain for a moment before answering.
‘I carry it around with me for protection. It’s a long story that I will tell you some time, but not now.’
I wasn’t sure what to make of his answer but then I saw that sadness and pain in his eyes again and decided to trust him. He sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed his feet under him. That’s when I noticed I was shaking. How long had I been shaking? I was freezing cold but it was more than that, maybe because Sam was sitting on my bed so close to me.
‘Whoa James, you’re shaking like a leaf.’ He said with worry lacing his words.
‘You would know being the Green One.’ I tried to joke, but it came out all wobbly with my shivering.
‘Here I’ll warm you up.’ He said and there was that smirk again, there was a promise hidden in his words.
He began to get under the sheets and I froze with shock as he wrapped his arms around me. His arms felt like I was being held by two gentle branches and he smelled of fresh cut grass. I melted into his hold and sighed with contentment. He was perfectly warm like a day in the second summer season, not like the unbearable heat from both suns in first summer. I felt the heat travel bone deep, warming me up.
‘You’re freezing, and a little damp.’ He announced while stroking my forehead. It burned from his touch.
‘If I hadn’t known any better, I would’ve said you’d fallen in the sea.’ He said.
I felt a terror from his exclamation. I had just been dreaming of falling into the sea. Had that actually affected me in the reality? The thought scared me. What if I actually got as far as dying in a dream?
‘It’s OK’ he said soothingly.
Then he shocked me again by kissing me on the cheek. He was full of surprises today. I turned my head towards his, staring at him, the need to steal a real kiss from his lips pushing at me. He leaned in closer and I felt my head do the same.
Our lips met and I felt like I was about to explode. It didn’t just feel like two boys kissing. It felt like the land and the sea meeting. And like the tide, when I broke away to breathe I wanted to move straight back to meet the shore again. I licked my lips and they tasted like honey from his lips. He licked his own and his eyes widened in surprise.
‘You taste like sea candy!’ He exclaimed, though not loud enough to wake Kenna.
He moved in to kiss me again. This time the kiss deepened and a placed my hands on his square jaw as he placed his on my quivering hips. My mouth opened instinctually to receive his and our tongues danced together in each other’s mouths, exploring one another until we needed to take another breath. Heat and desire coiled deep in my stomach.
We broke away a little embarrassed by the outburst. Not wanting to get too carried away and a little scared by the prospect of going further so quickly I lay there in his arms, feeling like I was finally home.
‘Have you got any water left? That was thirsty work. You Blue Ones taste like sea salt’ He said, giving me a cheeky wink.
I made a sound to protest and he started a deep chuckle.
‘I’m only joking.’ He conceded. ‘But I am really thirsty.’
I leaned over to check my water jug and saw there was nothing in it.
‘Empty.’ I declared. ‘Sorry.’
But as I looked into the jug again I found myself focusing on the droplets of water left. Something unlocked inside me and the jug began to vibrate and a hum came from. The water droplets began to multiply until they pooled in the bottom and the jug began to fill up of its own accord. The vibrating and hum abruptly stopped when the water reached the brim.
Sam picked up the jug and stared at the contents. He poured himself a glass and tested it before I could stop him. It might not have been safe. His eyes opened wide and he coughed. I panicked not knowing how to deal with him being poisoned.
‘It tastes like pure, fresh, spring water! I’ve never tasted anything like it!’ he said with pure joy.
I tasted the water and he was right. It was wonderful.
‘Seems you already have control of your magic.’ He declared. ‘Could you do it again?’ he asked.
I tried, focusing on the water in the jug. Looking deep into the water I detected a connection to a spring in the Thorivian Mountains and a personality of the spring, like it had its own spirit. The springs name was Aquia and I detected a mischievous nature in her. I tried to tap into that connection and water flowed into the jug. It began to overflow and pour down the sides of the table.
I tried to stop the water with a mental command but it ignored me. Water cannot be controlled, I thought to myself. So instead I severed the connection between the jug and Aquia and the flowing stopped.
I mopped the mess of water and Sam helped.
‘I’m so sorry.’ I said.
I was extremely embarrassed by my display and wanted to die right there. What had I been thinking? That I was already some all-powerful Elfen magician already?
‘Don’t sweat it. I spoke too soon about the control. We all have made mistakes here and there while learning our powers. It’s a given. The number of things Kenna has accidentally set on fire by staring at them too hard is unbelievable.’ He informed me.
I laughed remembering some of the singe marks on Nuru’s jacket, but then my smile faded rapidly as I worried over something Lani had said earlier.
‘Lani said something today that’s worrying. She said about teaching me control before I burn up. What did she mean?’ I asked a little scared of the answer.
‘I wouldn’t worry too much about that. You’ve got a long time before that could happen. And you’re not emitting any of the signs yet.’ He said a little tiredly.
We lay back down in the bed and after a little while I heard Sam’s breathing quieten and a soft whistle came through his nose every now and then.
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