saraste

The following is the very first piece of fanfiction I ever wrote for any fandom. But as it's based for an even then a bit less known online comic I'm not sure if it counts? My very fanfic for a bigger fandom, however, was Consequences which was started way back in 2006, I think this other one was done in fall 2004? I could try and dig it out but since the original original is on a floppy and as I have no computer to read it with... (I could check with our parents age old comp that dates back from -99 I think when I go there over the weekend, but no-one cares when I wrote this, right? Right?)

Anyway... It was done for FTLY, (For The Love of Yaoi... Yes it's really called that!XD A pun by the author, I'm sure!) which remains to the day one my all time favourite online comics and among the ones that have remained unfinished and which I miss greatly, others are Sublunary ,
(technology, genetics and boylove with sex!) which is a model example why you should never have a joint comic with half the cast your own and half someone else's and why you should never sleep with the artists (as I understood the case was, the creators were in a relationship and got into a big argument and the comic was put to ice and then came the quite lucrative looking offer for the comic to be made into a cartoon that didn't pan out and it now seems that the writer is writing the rest of the story out as a novella...) and Arcana, (vampires, boy love and bishounen) which too suffered an all too early demise.

Those three were three of the five shounen ai comics I read from summer 2003 onwards which is when I found online comics and the wonderful world of boy love. Other's were All Roses Have Thorns, (vampires in medieval England, or is it Scotland?...) which is still kicking and the other of the two online comics I still follow regularily, and the other was Boy Meets Boy, the comic that launched Sandra K. Fuhr into online comic fame, but her current comic, taking some of the BMB cast along, Friendly Hostility makes up for it ending.

I used to read a bunch of other online comics too in my time but the obsession had waned now. Can't see why... Maybe it's because manga is so easily available here now that I don't need to look for comics elsewhere? I want to get back into it.^^

But as for FTLY. It was great, we even got to the sex before it ended. Basically the comic was about a human mage, Tristyn, and an elf, Pader (who falls for Tristyn at first sight) and the comic is about them travelling about and Pader trying to get into Trisryn's past and trying to rid Tristyn of his curse. It all ended kinda in the middle but the creator, Maria Lorimer, has been promising to eventually get the rest of the story into novel format as her studies and rl permit. As a neat fact I met one of my dearest friends,

sara_the_lazy, over at the FTLY forums way back in 2004...

So here it is. The fic stands pretty much on its own, so no need for knowing the original is really needed.

I only corrected one spelling mistake and put " " around the dialog. All other things are as they were back when this was written.

This time it’s Pader who’s feeling uncertain.

‘ Anxiety’

Pader was annoyed. Tristyn wouldn’t let him kiss himself because he had was sick. Pader knew it was because the mage feared that he would get it too. Still, a part of him had its doubts. Pader thought he had buried those thought a long time ago. Thoughts of fear about the fact that Tristyn didn’t love him.

It had started a week ago, after a night they had had to spend outdoors. In the evening the weather had been fine, not a single cloud in sight, but in the early hours of the morning it began to rain over them as they lay bundled in each others arms under Paders cloak. Tristyn stirred first, feeling the light raindrops, which started the downpour, falling on his cheek. Tristyn looked up, raising his head up from the elf’s chest.

“Pader, wake up !” He shook the elf slightly. “It’s raining”, Tristyn said a little louder and with a firm shake. Finally, Pader woke up. It had already began to rain more heavily. As they has fallen asleep under the starlit sky on an open field, they had no cover against the rain. Before they found shelter in the nearby woods they were soaked wet.

Tristyn had caught a cold, although Pader had succeeded in warming him. The mage had been coughing and sneezing for a week now. During that time he hadn’t let the elf anywhere near him.

Not even for a little kiss. Tristyn was set that it was bad enough for one of them to suffer, he made sure Pader didn’t get it too. He had even denied Pader the closeness they had shared while the elf fed him hot soup and only because Pader had tried to bargain a kiss over hot tomato soup. Hence the distance regardless how much the elf begged the now red nosed mage. It wasn’t as much the kisses and other things Pader missed, it was the closeness.

Pader had thought he was sure about Tristyns feelings. But now he began to doubt as he lay alone on the floor wrapped in his cloak while Tristyn occupies the bed. Sure the rain wasn’t Tristyns fault

nor was the fact he fell ill. Pader felt distanced from Tristyn. At every attempt he had made during the past week to show his affection towards the mage, Tristyn had greeted with “I’m ill, Pader. I don’t want you to get ill too, so just go away”. And that was it. Not a single ‘I’m sorry’ in sight.

Nothing to soothe the elf. For two days now Tristyn hadn’t even been able to speak but had shooed

Pader off at the sight of every romantic gesture. Wallowing in his dark thoughts, the elf fell asleep.

Pader was waken late in the morning by Tristyn shaking him. When he opened his eyes the mage bended over him and gave the elf the sweetest, gentlest kiss he had ever received.

“What?” Pader managed to splutter out as their lips parted.

“I’m well again.” Tristyn answered happily, slightly blushing as he ran his fingers through the elf’s

green hair.

“Ah, you missed it as much as I did, you can’t fool me !”

“Well...”

And they leaned to another kiss.