What Was Meant to Be: 5 Years Later | By : Nightbloom Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 2638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: Same as chapter before, especially about the other original characters that don't belong to me. And since I'm flat broke most of the time, waiting for Volume 2 of the gargoyle comics to come out since I can't afford buying the individual issues. wah... (goes to hug her volume 1)
What Was Meant to Be: Chapter 2
"Heh. Well, you wanted kids. Go grab 'em," grumbled Gary as the human forms of Ariana and Graeme took off running, followed by Marcus and Alex.
Roberto rolled his eyes. "He's your son. And they're your hatchlings and their friend. You two go get them. I'm only here to spoil them with treats and stuff and watch as they then apply their sticky fingers onto your clothes and hair!"
A human Brooklyn laughed as he whistled to catch the attention of his children and Alex. Marcus immediately stopped as well, astounded by the loudness of the whistle. Meanwhile, off to the side, Roberto waved off taxi that had pulled to the side. Gary looked rather impressed.
The band of three adults and four children banded together again and continued their trek through New York City. Alex seemed to bounce with every step, all full of energy, a far cry from the previous night...
X
"It seems Alex wishes to tell you all something," Owen stated, after the gargoyles had awaken from their day time slumber. Everyone gathered together, causing Alex to blush a bit and clear his throat. Matt, having been able to join them this evening, grinned. "Sounds serious," he said. Elisa hushed him.
"I've been studying and training to become more powerful in my powers," Alex said, clearly. "And, well, I still need to become stronger. But I was, er, am, hoping that you will allow me to work some magic on you. I don't know how many I can do, and I know that I will probably sleep all night, but... I'm also being kind of selfish. I sort of want this as a birthday present for me."
"Does that mean I can return the present we got you?" Graeme asked, earning a reproachful glare from his mother.
Alex giggled. "I want to see what you got me!" Alex then covered his mouth, embarrassed that he lost self control.
Goliath spoke up. "And just what magic do you wish to perform?" he asked, a bit wary. After all, magic wasn't always something good when it involved a member of the clan.
Alex cleared his throat again. "I know my birthday is a few days away, but I want to also be able to enjoy a day with Marcus. The magic I want to perform is to transform as many of you as I can into a human for a whole day!"
"Oh, wow, Kaasan, Tousan, can we?" Ariana and Graeme cried out, looking at their parents.
"I don't know..." started Sata, looking worried.
"Oh, Sata, you have to," intervened Lexington. "We got to experience it once, and at least they'll be with Alex!"
"It's true," said Brooklyn, not wanting to push his mate into something she was feeling reluctant about.
"The children and you two would obviously be the top choices for Alex to attempt his magic," said Goliath.
If anything, Sata looked even more worried.
In the end, Alex was only able to complete Ariana, Graeme, and Brooklyn before passing out from the magical strain.
X
Ariana and Graeme laughed as they watched the monkeys at the New York Zoo act up. Marcus glared at one of them, as the little imp kept making faces at him. Alex stood to the side, carefully reading the plaque, imparting whatever knowledge was on there to his friends. Behind them, Gary was watching the children carefully as Roberto and Brooklyn took the opportunity to talk a bit.
Roberto looked a bit flustered where as Brooklyn looked completely relaxed. It wasn't completely noticeable, but Brooklyn's hands kept straying and touching Roberto, whether it was on the shoulder, the arm, the back... Most touches were innocent, but it was enough to make the latin male flush at the blatant invasion of personal space. The acts of current or old, but friendly lovers. Even though he and Brooklyn talked the night before, it still felt strange for Roberto to have Brooklyn back in human form, even though it was an older version of him.
It didn't help that Brooklyn confessed Sata had actually given him permission to have intimate relations one last time with Roberto.
X
Sata looked relieved when the magic failed to turn her into a human. Owen held the sleeping child, smiling gently at his pupil. "I'll put him to bed for now. Brooklyn, maybe the few of you can enjoy the evening as humans, and do typical evening things."
"Oh, Dad!" cried Ariana. "Can we go to the movies and eat at the icecream parlor? Please?"
Graeme also jumped around his father, begging alongside his sister.
Off to the side, Marcus was jumping around Gary, asking him the same thing.
"Oh, sure, kid," Gary muttered. "Whenever you want something fun to do that requires money, come to me. Brat."
Roberto chuckled. "Hey, at least that shows that he knows who he's dependent on."
The human party agreed to have a bit of fun.
X
Brooklyn stood in front of Sata, giving her a hug.
"You be careful," she said.
"I will," Brooklyn responded.
Sata lowered her voice and gave Brooklyn a smirk. "You know... I'm not in my mating cycle just yet, but I heard humans are perpetually in mating mode. If you have the chance and need to get some relief, I won't blame you if you spend some time with your human former lover."
Brooklyn blushed. "Sata..."
The green gargoyle giggled. "Brooklyn, it was common in my clan to seek relief from other partners when life mates were not present. And since all hatchlings belonged to the clan... well, no one minded who's offspring was who. I'm sure your clan worked similarly. Angela is the first to know who exactly her parents are, right?"
"Well, yeah..."
"Then take the chance if it comes up. Roberto gave you up for me. I will hold no ill will and will be glad to give you up for him for a night."
Brooklyn grinned and shook his head. "I don't know about that, Sata. But I appreciate the sentiment. I'll take care of the children. Please take care of yourself while you are patrolling."
"Of course, my love."
Brooklyn surprised his mate by standing on his tip toes and kissing her on the lips. He grinned as his mate blushed, covering her lips with her hand in surprise.
"That was... strange," she murmured.
"Thanks a lot," chuckled Brooklyn, too tickled with mirth to sound peeved.
X
Roberto smiled nervously as Brooklyn entered his hotel room. "Are the kids okay?" he couldn't help but ask.
Brooklyn nodded. "Gary is telling them a bed time story. It was rather nice of Owen to arrange us connecting suites instead of us having to travel all the way back to Xanatos's building."
Roberto nodded as he drank some water from the suite's fridge. Despite the talk they had on the rooftop, Roberto couldn't help but feel weirded out by being alone with his former lover. It felt wrong somehow and it was making him thirsty. Dammit, he thought to himself. If Gary knew I was acting this way, he'd accuse me of being a girl again.
Roberto's breath caught in his throat as he could suddenly detect a warm presence behind him.
"Is something troubling you?" Brooklyn asked.
"Ah... n-no."
"No?"
Roberto turned his head to look at Brooklyn and became still as the human version gently raised his hand and pushed Roberto's hair away from his face, tucking it behind his right ear. Roberto could feel his cheeks heating up and he mentally cursed himself. "Um, Brooklyn?"
"Do you oppose this?" Brooklyn asked softly, shifting his hand to gently clasp Roberto's chin, tilting his head upwards and brushing his lips against Roberto's.
Roberto felt his knees weaken as he leaned into Brooklyn. He tried to clear the fog that was threatening to take over his mind. "Er... um...mmm." Roberto closed his eyes as Brooklyn kissed him again, this time with a bit more force. He turned and gripped at Brooklyn's shoulders as the gargoyle turned human wrapped his arms around his waist, drawing him closer. Roberto could feel the flare of desire in his lower regions as their crotches pressed against each other. Their kisses grew more passionate as Brooklyn suddenly lunged forward, forcing Roberto onto the sofa beside him. Hands began to tug at the clothing, sneaking their way underneath, touching bare flesh.
But it was the sound of his zipper being lowered that snapped Roberto out of his daze.
"Wait! N-no!" Roberto pushed at Brooklyn, on hand on his chest, the other at the wrist of Brooklyn's hand.
Brooklyn stared at him, confusion clear in his eyes.
"This... this isn't right," Roberto whispered, still trying to catch his breath.
"Why not?" Brooklyn asked, honestly confused.
"Y-you have... I... we... er, what about, Sata!" Roberto, gaining the ability to gather his thoughts, asked, his face flushed in embarrassment.
Brooklyn pulled back. "Sata? What about my mate?"
"We can't do this because its unfair to her!"
Brooklyn chuckled. "Sata gave me permission to have a night with you if the opportunity presents itself."
Roberto felt his brain short circuit. "She... she what?"
"Gave me permission. It's not uncommon to seek relief in other partners when the main mate is unavailable. And she is right. I'd forgotten how easily a human can become ready for mating."
Roberto wondered if he could die from embarrassment. His face felt like it was on fire or that he was suffering from the mother of all fevers. "Er... okay. But I don't follow those rules. Besides... you're forgetting that I have someone in my life. I can't do that to him. I care for him too much." Roberto felt his flush fade away as he spoke his reasons to Brooklyn. He gave Brooklyn an apologetic grin. "Had I been single, I probably would have let you talk me into it. As it is, I can't. My heart won't let me, no matter how much my body wants to."
"I see. I guess I forgot about that. I seem to remember you mentioned that you had been betrayed in your past. I understand that you wouldn't do the same. So now what? We have a hotel room to ourselves."
Roberto chuckled, the sound coming out a bit bitter bit relieved. "You go to sleep. I'm gonna go downstairs and get myself something to help me sleep. We have to get up early enough tomorrow morning to meet with Alex."
Brooklyn sighed. "Oh, okay. Although I do admit I was hoping to at least sleep holding you one more time."
Roberto shook his head with a grin, standing up and straightening out his clothes. "Oh, no. That temptation would be too great. Can't have that at all."
And so Roberto exited the room, leaving behind the human gargoyle to settle into one of the beds and go to sleep.
Downstairs, Roberto was rather quick to order a drink. It was unusual for him to ask for something alcoholic, but he needed something that would soothe him quick this evening. He only had time to take two sips when one hand clasped over the top of his glass, and the other arm snake around his waist, pulling him back against a broad chest.
"What are you doing here?" murmured a voice.
Roberto relaxed into the embrace, controlling his beating heart from the momentary panic he suffered. "I could ask you the same thing."
"I thought you'd be with your old lover."
"I couldn't do it. I love and respect you too much. Even if you don't deserve it half the time."
A soft chuckle reach his ear as lips brushed his cheek. "I really don't. But like I said... I wouldn't have blamed you. Although I must admit, I'm very much relieved that you aren't there."
"Stupid bastard."
"But at least I'm your bastard."
X
Despite their conversation, Brooklyn remained rather touchy feely, and Roberto couldn't figure out if it was being done on purpose or if Brooklyn really couldn't help himself. He had slept in the same room as Brooklyn that night, mostly out of need to be closer to the children's room. The other reason being that he knew had he gone with his lover, he would have not gotten any sleep at all. At least his lover was understanding at that point, despite the childish pouting he did.
"Where to next?" asked Gary, holding Marcus on his shoulders.
"I hear there's a real cool exhibit at the science museum," said Alex.
"I'm hungry!" stated Graeme.
"Me, too!" said Ariana.
Brooklyn chuckled. "Didn't you guys just have like four hot dogs just an hour ago?"
"But we're still hungry! And now we want icecream!"
"Well, I know I spotted a Coldstone's near here," said Gary.
Brooklyn, Ariana, and Graeme paused. "Huh?"
Alex giggled. "It's an icecream place. Although the name is pretty cool."
"Yeah, cool," muttered Brooklyn. He shook his head as Roberto and Gary threw him a questioning look. "Long story," he said. "A very long story."
"Hope you tell us soon. Anyhow, if we're going to get some treats, we need to stop at a bank," said Roberto. "I forgot to grab some cash and I did promise to treat you guys at one point of this day."
"You know, I do have a personal account," said Alex, walking up to Roberto and taking a hold of his hand.
"Thanks, Alex, but it wouldn't feel right. Most of the places we're going to are our idea."
Slightly off to the side, Gary winced as he felt his kid tighten his grip in his hair. Seemed like Marcus wasn't all that pleased to have another competitor for Roberto's attention. "Don't want to be bald, kid," he said, poking Marcus's side.
Marcus loosened his grip and squirmed as he shouted for his dad to stop tickling him.
The group left the zoo, heading for the nearest bank.
"Are you sure about this?" Brooklyn asked. "Owen did leave us some cash."
Roberto grinned. "You can use that to treat us at the museum," he said. He walked up to the atm machine and paused. "Figures. It's busted. Just give me a few. I have to go inside."
"Can we go with you?" asked Ariana. "I've never been inside a bank."
"Are you sure? It's rather boring."
"Please?" begged Graeme.
Marcus tapped his father's head. "If they go, I wanna go!"
Gary rolled his eyes and lowered the toddler, who immediately ran to Roberto's side, grabbing the other hand. Then he grinned. "Just take them with you," he told Roberto. "Brooklyn and I will just grab something to drink," he said, motioning at one of the hot dog street vendors.
"We will?" Brooklyn asked, confused.
"Hey, he made us run after our kids. Let him watch the brood for a few minutes. I hope they scatter in different directions while he's inside."
Brooklyn chuckled.
Roberto, in the meantime, seethed in annoyance despite the smile he put on his face. For the sake of the children, of course.
X
Roberto chuckled as Ariana and Graeme looked around the bank wide eyed. "I'm glad you find it exciting," he said. "Adults find it very boring."
"That's what is so amazing," whispered Ariana. "That humans can just wait in line in such a boring place."
Alex giggled. "You know, I mean it when I say I'm sure my dad won't mind me allowing use of my personal expense account."
Roberto ruffled his hair. "And again, this is my treat. It wouldn't feel right. But if you want something more expensive, I don't care how much money you have, ask Gary to get it for you. Okay?"
"You don't like him much, do you?" Ariana asked. "You fight like me and Graeme."
"Hey! Does that mean you don't like me much?"
"Not all the time. Sometimes I don't like you at all!" Ariana stuck her tongue out as Graeme did the same, causing the other two children to giggle.
As they moved up a spot in line, both gargoyle children paused as they stared at a red headed woman sitting at one of the desks, talking to an associate.
"What's wrong?" asked Roberto.
"That lady looks very familiar," whispered Ariana. "But we don't know many humans."
The woman in question, seemed to sense that she was being talked about. She turned and faced the children, staring at them with a sharp and cold gaze. Ariana, Graeme, and even Alex stepped back and averted their gaze. Marcus just glared back in return.
Roberto clicked his tongue at the kids, pushing them forward a bit. He was startled when someone stood in front of him. He looked up into smiling blue eyes.
"Jack?"
"Uncle Jack!" Marcus cried out, forgetting about the mean lady.
"What are you doing here?" both man asked one another.
Jack laughed as he scratched the back of his head. "Oh, you know. Business. I was sent here by the organization about some funding issues. I got it all settled. And I figured, since my aunt lives here, I should visit her as well."
Roberto chuckled nervously. As much as he loved his friend... running into Jack in unexpected places usually meant trouble. It couldn't be helped. It just seemed to follow him.
"I'm here on vacation."
"Oh, that's right. I remember Mike mentioning something about you heading back up here for a bit."
"Yeah."
"Well, I gotta head out now. Maybe we can meet up for lunch?"
"Sure!"
Roberto watched as Jack began to walk to the front doors, his heart returning to his regular rhythm. Quick meetings were good.
But a split second later, he realized that his wishful thinking was going to remain that. A wish. As soon as Jack's hand reached the door, five men pushed their way in, masks over their faces. The first one in grabbed Jack in a choke hold and forced him down on his knees, gun aimed at his head. The other two aimed their weapons upwards and shot twice. The last one barricaded the doors shut as the fourth one stepped forward and spoke in a well mannered voice. "Ladies and gents... this is a hold up."
TBC...
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