TITLE: The Convergence of Kismet
SERIES: Escaflowne
AUTHOR: Silver Foxfire
RATING: PG-13
WARNINGS: Shounen Ai! This means that two male characters are feeling something for each other beyond the bounds of friendship! And it JUST SO happens that one of the characters is underage. This means SHOTA! Don't come flaming me (unless you get some odd sexual pleasure out of doing it. ^_~) because you didn't read the WARNING!
DISCLAIMERS: I don't own any of the guys in Escaflowne, if I did, they would all be having sex with each other around the clock. ^_~ And I don't make any money off of this... damn...
THE CONVERGENCE OF KISMET, PROLOGUE
By Silver Foxfire
Ò Come on, Allen!Ó Cerena giggled, running through the tall stalks of grass as if they had been created for her own personal enjoyment. Ò YouÕre SLOW!
Ò I am not slow! I just donÕt like to hear you scream when I catch you!Ó Allen retorted, the wind playing with his long golden hair.
Cerena pouted then giggled, circling around to try and catch her brother off-guard. She snuck around in the grass, hunched over and creeping as silently as she could. She watched as he adored big brother walked on, seemingly oblivious to her plot. When she was within pouncing distance, she did just that, only to be caught up by her brother and whirled around in the air.
Ò Allen! Put me DOWN!Ó She giggled, not sure if she should be angry that she was caught, or happy that her brother was playing with her.
Ò Allen! Cerena! ItÕs time to come in for dinner!Ó A servant called from the doorway of the Schezar residence.
Ò All right! WeÕre coming!Ó Allen called back.
He set his little sister down on the ground and she took off like a little pastel streak towards the house. He smiled as he watched his sister and began to walk back. He heard the sound of a stalk snapping, a footfall that was too heavy for him to produce, and he caught the musky scent of sweat. He tried to turn, but thick arms wrapped around him, trapping him, a hand covering his mouth, a hand covering his mouth, so large it was also over his still childlike nose. Another scent, odd, something that made him feel sleepy.
The last thing Allen Schezar saw was the back of a hulking mass of flesh as he was slung over a shoulder and taken away from the only home he had ever known.
END PROLOGUE Onto Part 1!