Feathers aren't for me

by bloodysword99

MARUS X URBAN!

It's been almost a month since the new order has been proclaimed. It's been a month since she decided to give away her throne. It's been a month since she left. It's been a long and painful month of sitting in his new nest after his parents denied him as their son. Marus was not thrilled of all this. Though everything has been going smoothly between the avians, who was now ruled by Sive, and the serpiente, by Salem, Marus felt as if it wasn't the same without Oliza. He knew it was the best thing to do but he couldn't truly grasp her decision by heart. She found her mate and she's happy…Why can't he support that? If he loves her then, he should be happy for her and support it. Marus was happy and supports her choice…Yet, he can't accept it.

As a woman from the serpiente walked by, she spotted Marus sitting upon a fire place with such sadness in his eyes. She sighed and thought about the days she saw him like this. It was so pathetic she even took pity on the Avian. She wanted to slap him across the face to wake him from the trance but she knew it could cause a scandal or even lead to war. So, the dancer was helpless until a fellow dancer walks in.

"Urban." She called while he came closer.

"Rosalind." He gave her the traditional serpiente kiss on both cheeks.

"What's wrong?" He asked once he saw something off in her eyes.

Rosalind sighs and points at the Avian gazing at the crackling fire place.

"I'm worried about our little bird. It seems no matter how much comfort and affection we show for him it doesn't ease his pain…"

Urban eyed his friend or rather enemy, well more in the line of frie-nemy (a combination of friend and enemy). He couldn't help but frown. Urban is familiar with the emotion. He too has lost a love one and a friend. The serpiente wasn't all that sad when she left though. He knew the cause and he knew she was happy with her mate. And if there was anything he could have done to stop her, he would but it wouldn't change her mind. It was a good thing Urban was more emotionally composed to understand and accept Oliza's decision. A person with as much emotional composure as Urban can take such change without severe damage to one's mind and concentration but… Marus wasn't that lucky.

"You can't cheer up an Avian with Serpiente comfort… What's wrong with you?" Urban tried to sound humorous yet still Rosalind's eyes were worried.

"Just trying to help…" She stayed silent a few good moments before starting again.

"I know he's not of our kind but he's still a person." Rosalind was implying Urban had no pity for Avian folk but in truth he was one of the most accepting of Marus' race.

"He needs a talk."

The male dancer suspected she would do the initiative to walk over there and build a conversation but he was so wrong.

"And that's why I have you to do it for me."

Before Urban could react, she pushed him forward. Fortunately, the dancer hadn't tripped and fell flat on his face. Rosalind gave a quick smile that was almost malevolent as she left and leaving Urban with Marus.

"No turning back now." He embraced the responsibility of entertaining the avian male. After all, they were kind of like friends, right?

"Marus!"

He jumps him all of sudden. The dancer wraps his arms around him and presses his chest against his back. With this action, Marus struggles for freedom but Urban's snake like hug was too tight to break.

"Get off!" He demanded and instantly the dancer released him.

"You Avians don't know the meaning of an embrace, do you?" Urban took a spot next to the Avian while continuing to brush of the dirt from the hug.

"And you Serpientes don't know the meaning of personal space." Marus glares at the laughing Urban beside him.

This snake keeps making his blood boil. Marus has not the slightest idea why. Maybe it's his obnoxious personality or constant longing for affection. Maybe it's the way he teases him…Or maybe it's the way he steals…

The dancer all of a sudden smacks his lips against Marus' cheek.

A kiss…

Once he felt wet lips leave his skin, heat rose up to his face. He was blushing and not just the regular kind. His face was blushing so mad his face was pink. It was almost flaring.

"URBAN!" Marus' outburst was so ear busting all the dancer's outside of the nest stopped their passionate dances and wondered what in the world was that sound. Eventually they all gave up and started dancing again.

Back in the nest, He glared at the snake while Urban tackled him in a gentle hug.

"If you don't get off, I'll rip you apart!" Marus threatened.

The Avian shoves him and pushes him and yet it was no use. Before he could strike him with a big blow of his fist, Urban looked up. Eyes filled with worry and extreme despair, he just had to stop and gaze at him.

"H-Hey…" Marus stutters. Did he offend him? Was his push that hard? Surely not…

"Why are you so sad? Is it because of Oliza?" Urban asked.

That topic hit a sore spot in Marus' heart. He didn't want to talk about it let alone admit she was the cause of his sadness. He sighs and gazes directly at Urban's heart melting eyes.

"It's none of your business. "

"Then I'll make it my business."

Urban plants a kiss near Marus' lips. It almost gave him a heart attack but it will take more than that to make him crack. The dancer took the challenge and does something sinister. He slowly caresses his chest while plastering a notorious grin. Shifting his eyes into a snake's to give that more seductive appearance; He places a kiss on his collar bone then on his cheek. And to make him give away completely, Urban whispers something in his ear before shifting his tongue into a snake's and let it slither into his ear.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! I'll tell you!"

Urban gave a look of victory.

"Let's take a walk…"

"Are you eavesdropping, Rosalind?" Salem spots her spying on the events unfolding in front of the fire place.

"No, just observing." She answers.

"So, that's what it's called now?"

Salem knows what was running through his mate's mind. Avian and Serpiente…Could they be…?

"Urban is not in love with Marus. You know those affectionate gesture are Serpiente tradition."

Rosalind knows. She was a dancer after all.

"I'm talking about Marus…"

Salem gave a puzzled look before setting his gaze on Urban and Marus walking away.