Post by dxoverdt on Oct 1, 2006 14:24:25 GMT -5
This was another one that I posted a while ago on ff.net.
Link: www.fanfiction.net/s/3146275/1/
Disclaimer: I do not own AD:JL nor any of the characters affiliated with the show. This work of fiction is for fan enjoyment only.
000
The wind whisks through his glossy mane as he flies high above the Manhattan skyline. It’s a midnight rooftop meeting, but more importantly, tonight is special because Jake gets to spend some quality alone time with Rose. Dream charms are nice, but they are not the same as the real thing.
He knows it is risky, but right now he just needs to touch her, feel her, breathe in her in like the flower she is.
He lands on the designated rooftop, folding his wings behind himself. Out of nowhere a shuriken whizzes by him, slicing the air dangerously close to his face. He turns to affront his attacker.
“Yo, watch the face, I’ve got a pretty date waiting for me!” Except, when he speaks, his voice is fluid and bright, like the sounds of children laughing on a beach during a hot summers day.
“Hot date huh?” comes the silky reply from the shadows.
The American Dragon lights up the night with his smile.
“Yeah, she’s about yhey high, blond, blue eyes,” he pauses for effect, “and has a body that would bring the whole magical community to it’s knees,” he grins some more, “problem is,” his voice decrescendos to a whisper, hand flexed at the side of his mouth, “she’s one of the bad guys.”
“Oh the treachery!”
“But it’s all good, the hansom, hunka-hunka AmDrag has her under control,” he tells his attacker, matter-of-factly.
“Does he now?” Rose steps from the shadows, draped in her typical Huntsclan ninja garb. He reaches to pull of her mask. She breaths into his scaled arm, lips slightly brushing, and his claw is instantly on her cheek, pulling her close.
He reverts back to human form, lips crashing on to hers. He deepens the kiss, holding her, touching her, feeling her, needing her.
She breaks away, grinning mischievously. “You sure he has her under control?” She takes a step back and he follows, needing to feel the heat of her lips again. “Or is it the other way around?’
He pulls her back and says with a heavy smile, “No, I’m sure.”
She sighs into his shoulder, “I’m sorry you think that way, dragon boy.”
She steps back again, circling him, like a predator hunting prey, and Jakes wonders what type of game she is trying to play. That’s when he hears it, the sickening click of Huntsclan weapons charging up and being aimed at his head. His heart sinks as Rose disappears back into the shadows.
Perhaps it wasn’t such a great idea to come out tonight after all.
000
For the record, this fic wasn’t my idea, THE VOICES IN MY HEAD MADE ME DO IT! And no, this isn’t character bashing either. (looks around franticly) I plead the fifth!
Link: www.fanfiction.net/s/3146275/1/
Disclaimer: I do not own AD:JL nor any of the characters affiliated with the show. This work of fiction is for fan enjoyment only.
000
The wind whisks through his glossy mane as he flies high above the Manhattan skyline. It’s a midnight rooftop meeting, but more importantly, tonight is special because Jake gets to spend some quality alone time with Rose. Dream charms are nice, but they are not the same as the real thing.
He knows it is risky, but right now he just needs to touch her, feel her, breathe in her in like the flower she is.
He lands on the designated rooftop, folding his wings behind himself. Out of nowhere a shuriken whizzes by him, slicing the air dangerously close to his face. He turns to affront his attacker.
“Yo, watch the face, I’ve got a pretty date waiting for me!” Except, when he speaks, his voice is fluid and bright, like the sounds of children laughing on a beach during a hot summers day.
“Hot date huh?” comes the silky reply from the shadows.
The American Dragon lights up the night with his smile.
“Yeah, she’s about yhey high, blond, blue eyes,” he pauses for effect, “and has a body that would bring the whole magical community to it’s knees,” he grins some more, “problem is,” his voice decrescendos to a whisper, hand flexed at the side of his mouth, “she’s one of the bad guys.”
“Oh the treachery!”
“But it’s all good, the hansom, hunka-hunka AmDrag has her under control,” he tells his attacker, matter-of-factly.
“Does he now?” Rose steps from the shadows, draped in her typical Huntsclan ninja garb. He reaches to pull of her mask. She breaths into his scaled arm, lips slightly brushing, and his claw is instantly on her cheek, pulling her close.
He reverts back to human form, lips crashing on to hers. He deepens the kiss, holding her, touching her, feeling her, needing her.
She breaks away, grinning mischievously. “You sure he has her under control?” She takes a step back and he follows, needing to feel the heat of her lips again. “Or is it the other way around?’
He pulls her back and says with a heavy smile, “No, I’m sure.”
She sighs into his shoulder, “I’m sorry you think that way, dragon boy.”
She steps back again, circling him, like a predator hunting prey, and Jakes wonders what type of game she is trying to play. That’s when he hears it, the sickening click of Huntsclan weapons charging up and being aimed at his head. His heart sinks as Rose disappears back into the shadows.
Perhaps it wasn’t such a great idea to come out tonight after all.
000
For the record, this fic wasn’t my idea, THE VOICES IN MY HEAD MADE ME DO IT! And no, this isn’t character bashing either. (looks around franticly) I plead the fifth!