This fic is written for my beloved
Wannon-chan… mainly as an apology because I insisted on bugging her when she
was tired and irritable…. Sowwy! So, I
wrote her a wee Zidane/Blank fic to make up for it…
~ Where the Heart Is ~
Blank gently dabbed antiseptic on the cut
lip as Zidane hissed in pain, his tail lashing from side to side. Blank kept up a steady stream of lectures as
he swabbed.
"Why'd you run off, anyway? We're your
family you don't just leave us. You
could have been killed, stupid kid…" he muttered.
It was fine for Blank to do what he wanted, but Zidane was expected to do what he
was told.
"Hypocrite…" he mumbled under his breath,
flinching as Blank glared at him.
"Sorry…"
Blank shrugged, his handsome face neutral,
but his eyes hurt and worried.
"Why did you leave?" he asked. Zidane shrugged. He'd expected to be hit for his word…Blank was nice, but the
other Tantalus members didn't appreciate being talked back to by a kid –
however skilled a thief he was.
"I wanted to find the blue light…" he
began.
"Blue light?"
"…it's all I remember of my home…"
Blank felt sorry for being angry with the
boy; he was confused, hurt and alone.
"You'll find your home one day, Zidane, if
it's what you want. Tantalus always
gets what they want." Zidane nodded,
used to hearing that litany. Then, a
mischievous smirk stole over his face.
"Always?" he asked. Blank nodded, not noticing the grin.
"Always," he confirmed, as Zidane's mouth
latched onto his. In his surprise,
Blank forgot to breathe. Until, that
is, he felt a tongue sliding along his bottom lip.
"Wha-?"
He opened his mouth in surprise, but
Zidane made good use of the opportunity, sending his tongue darting into
Blank's mouth.
Blank shoved Zidane off roughly. He put his hand to his mouth, his fingertips
came away bloody. Zidane was sitting
back on the bed, the newly-opened cut covered in fresh blood.
"Zidane, what…why?" he asked, getting
another cotton swab to wipe off the boy's cut.
He licked his lips and tasted Zidane, and Zidane's blood.
This is wrong…
Zidane shrugged warily, still thinking he
might be hit for his effort. Kissing
other boys was a good way to get beaten up.
"I wanted to…?" the answer was
half-question, half-statement. Blank
sighed.
"You can't just go around kissing people,
Zidane," he said. "Besides, you're only
twelve…"
Zidane nodded, a salty tear stinging his
cut lip.
"Sorry, Blank…it's just…"
He wasn't normally so weak and pathetic…it had
been a horrible day, and he just wanted to be alone.
"Sorry," he said, face a picture of misery. Blank sighed again.
"C'mere," he said, opening his arms. Zidane crawled over happily, glomping onto
his 'brother' and holding on tight.
Blank ruffled the boy's hair
soothingly. He liked Zidane, felt
protective of him…even wanted him, but now was not the time for that. He was just a mixed-up 12-year-old, the kiss
hadn't meant anything.
"Blank?"
"…yeah?"
"Can I kiss you again?"
Blank pushed Zidane off him a little,
holding him at arm's length.
"What?" he asked. Zidane shrugged, face downcast.
"I know you like kissing boys, 'cause I
saw you with the Synth-shopkeeper's brother… and I like kissing girls, cos
they're all soft… but you have to be gentle with them, and you can't put your
tongue in their mouth cos they think it's gross and…"
Blank kissed him. It lasted a minute, then Zidane pulled back,
looking at Blank.
"That was…nice," he said shyly. Blank nodded, unsure of what to do.
"Do you want to…?" Zidane trailed off
suggestively, a blush staining his face.
Blank nodded, then shook his head.
"You're too young for that, Zidane." He
said. Zidane shook his head.
"Am not," he said stubbornly. Blank laughed and kissed him on the
forehead.
"Are too," he said, stroking his
tail. Zidane purred and snuggled against the older boy.
"You're my home, Blank," he said, almost
too quietly for Blank to hear. He
sighed, Zidane was too young, he'd grow up, and forget that idea.
"You will
find your home…" he said, repeating his earlier promise.
And until then, I'll be everything I can for you…
~ The
End ~
~Dedicated to
sisters of all shapes and sizes ~
