Every Heart

Blanket disclaimer:  All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.  I do not claim any rights to Harvest Moon Animal Parade or any characters associated with the game.  No money was made from this fan fiction. 

Author note:  My thanks to Andi for taking the time to beta.  I appreciate your help.  Story warnings:  M/F,UST,Voy, Oral, WAFF,citrus warning.    

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Hearing his name called, Wizard turned to face Hikari.  Her short, auburn hair bounced above her shoulders as she ran up to him.  They were standing on her property together.  Wizard had been here and given her vegetable juice once.  Why was he here?  He didn't remember leaving his house. 

The sun was high and shining, and it felt warm on his face.  Wasn't it supposed to be raining today?  He remembered going to sleep last night, not long after Hikari had left.  He'd used his power to check the weather.  He was never wrong about the weather --the wind didn't lie to him.

“Come on, it's just us right now.  Let's go in.”  She was pulling him into her home, and her smile was different than the other smiles she'd given him before.  She looked different today, older in a way.  They were approaching her home now, it seemed different too.  Was it just him or did her house look bigger?  Did he want to go in there?  She always came into his home, so it should be alright.  They were friends after all. 

Once inside, she pulled him towards her bed.  She always sat on his bed when she visited, so she must want him to sit on her bed.  It would only be fair, he supposed.  She pushed him to sit.  So he did, but she was still standing.  Why was she standing in front of him like that?   “I sent them on an errand.  So we'll be all alone for awhile.”  Hikari's bed was very large.  Why did one person need such a large bed?  And who had she sent away?     

Her hand came up to caress his cheek.  It was warm and had slightly rough areas from the use of her tools, but it felt nice against his cheek.  His eyes fluttered to the side.  He could just make out her hand against his face; then back to her face.  “Hikari?” 

She was against him now, her lips on his.  They were warm like her hands, but softer, and a little wet.  They moved against his and he tried to mimic her movements.  Wasn't this that smooch thing?  Wasn't it at the marriage ceremony that the smooch happened?  No, before the marriage ceremony when the feelings were talked about then the smooching started, that's what Luke had said. 

He gasped as her hand had unbuttoned his cloak and had found its way under his shirt somehow.  He didn't remember his chest being so sensitive.  It didn't feel that way when he washed himself.  When had he lost his cloak and shirt?  Oh, what had he been thinking?  Her thumb and forefinger had found one of his nipples and was gently rolling it between her fingers.   

She pulled away from his lips and moved to his neck.  Was that his voice making that strange moaning sound while she ran her tongue along his neck? 

Her soft brown eyes held a strange look when she gazed up at him.  When had she moved to kneel on the floor between his legs?  Wasn't it uncomfortable for her?  Did he really need his boots off?  Her hands reached for his belts and undid them, then worked on opening his pants.  Why was she leaning in towards his lap anyway? 

He could feel her breath on a part of him that had never been breathed on before.  It made him curl down over her.  Her actions made him feel oddly bold, enough to do something he'd been tempted to do recently.  Slowly, he ran his hand through her hair; it was as silky as it looked.  He cried out just as her wet lips touched the tip of his manhood.     

Jerking awake Wizard rubbed his arm where he'd hit it on the floor beside his bed.  Hadn't he just been at Hikari's?  Looking over his shoulder, he found his own single bed behind him.  Not the huge double, with the green checked blanket he'd been sitting on just moments ago.   

He wasn't sure about what he'd seen-- what he had felt.  Hadn't Calvin spoke about such things at Owen's party? 

Getting off the floor, Wizard looked down at himself.  His pants were tented.  Why had that happened?  Was it the things Hikari was doing to him in the vision dream that made it happen?  And why did that part of him throb when he thought about it?

He'd spied on other humans over the years, but had always stopped if they started to touch.  Master had said that was private, and for him to not watch. 

And he didn't remember seeing friends touch like she had touched him in the vision.  So those things he'd just seen certainly couldn't be normal between friends.  Then why did Hikari touch him like that?    

Looking out the window the sky was gray, and rain was falling just as the wind had said it would.  This was reality here and now; not that strange scene he'd witnessed before where Hikari touch him.  But did his vision mean there was a place and time that Hikari did?  Wizard still was sure it was even possible between them. 

Sighing, he pulled his hands away from the front of his pants.  His penis was throbbing again. 

 

Ignoring the way his body shivered when he thought about his vision, Wizard prepared to leave.  The sooner he spoke with someone the better.  Pulling his hood over his head Wizard stepped into the rain.

 His first stop was the inn.  He needed coffee and he didn't think he could make it himself, not with how he'd awoken, and he'd need a blackberry pie to use as an offering.  After that, his next stop would be Fugue Forest.

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If nothing else, he'd made an important discovery today.  Present the offering first, and then speak.  Rubbing the spot on top of his head where Witch had hit him with her broom, he watched her eat another piece of pie. 

“So, you said you were here to seek my counsel when you busted into my home without my invitation?”  She slowly licked her fingers as she watched him.  It reminded him of his strange vision dream.  By the way she was looking at him he must have been blushing. 

“You look even more moronic than usual.  What's wrong with you?”

Well so much for the blush.  “Stop calling me names . . . . I didn't come to play your childish games.” 

“Ugh.”  She stomped her foot.  “I just can't stand the way you talk.  Always so calm, always so perfect.”  Clenching her hands into fists, she leaned towards him and growled.  “I hate you so much!”  Straightening up Witch crossed her arms over her chest.  “Get out of my house.”

Silently brewing, he brought his hand to his mouth and stared at his boots.  Normally he'd leave, no matter if the offering had been taken or not.  He just wasn't one for confrontation.  Not this time though.  Dropping his hand to his side, Wizard glared back at her.  “You took my offering.”  Taking a step forward, he saw his hand pointing at her before he realized he'd done it.  “You have entered into the binding willingly.  You will give me your counsel.” 

Was it so strange for him to stand up like this?  When was the last time he'd done so?  Had he ever?  She was looking at him like he was some undiscovered mutation or something. 

“What will you do if I refuse?  Are you really willing to enforce it?” 

He'd dropped his hand to his side again, but he wasn't going to stop glaring until she gave in.  “I've let you get away with too much lately.  I didn't retaliate to your prank . . . .  I have given you an offering that you accepted . . . .  I'll not let you off this time.”  He didn't think he'd ever resorted to actually enforcing the bindings before.  He felt the wind pick up around him and he could see his power's cool blue color reflected in her wide eyes. 

She surrendered quickly once he started to pull his power.  “Okay, okay.  I'll honor the agreement.”  She shuddered briefly from the feel of his power.  He was right after all, she'd accepted the offering.  She wasn't stupid, there was no way she'd fight him, especially if he was truly angry.  Witch was older but, he had more power.  “What do you want to know?”    

Reabsorbing the power, he felt his boots touch back to the floor.  “Are we allowed to have feelings for others?” 

Blinking, Witch didn't answer.  She just stared back into his mismatched eyes.  “That's what you wanted?” 

Now that she was willing he glanced away from her.  “Among other questions.” 

Her fist planted its self on her hip.  “All this . . .” She motioned between the pie and him, “To ask me that?”  She couldn't believe it.  All that flash and show for something so stupid?  That jerk had threatened and scared her for this?     

Instead of words, Wizard just drew a small trickle of power again. 

Huffing, Witch rolled her eyes at him.  “Seriously?”  He didn't answer so she went on.  “I don't know of any rules against having feelings.  You and I have emotions.”  She waved her hand at him.  “If you'd crack yours open once in awhile, instead of keeping them locked up, you'd realize it.” 

He’d let that jab go since she was answering.  “Are we allowed to have the same type of lives as the humans do?” 

Scrunching up her nose, Witch moved about her home.  “What do you mean?  You already associate with the humans far more than even your Master did.  Sure he helped them when they gave him offerings he wanted, but he never lived in the thick of them like you do.  Ever since your Master left you've stayed in the middle of town, telling their fortunes in that so called shop of yours.  What else is there?” 

“Can we make friends, fall in love, and make lives like the humans do?” 

Witch stopped moving and brought her finger up to her chin.  “You're talking about living an actual human life.”  She almost looked afraid.  “Wizard, we are not humans.  Has it been so long that you've forgotten how easily humans can turn on you?” 

“I know that, but could I live as they do?”

“Why would you?” 

Crossing his arms Wizard shook his head.  “Your questions don't count, mine do.  Is it possible?” 

“Che.”  Witch turned to look out the window; a leaf danced by on the breeze.  “I don't know.  You'd need to speak with someone with more power than I have to answer that question.  As far as I know it would be like asking if Rob Frost can live as a real human.” 

“Rob Frost is only able to materialize after the first snowy night during winter . . .  and disappears before the first sunrise of spring.”  Was she really comparing him to the spirit of winter?  He was a snowman for goodness' sakes.  “A true human life would require he'd be able to spend more time than just one season alive in this plane of existence.”    

“Whatever.  Have I answered all your questions?”  She turned her back on him.  Walking towards her bed, she rubbed her forehead. 

“Have you answered honestly with all the knowledge you have?”  He didn't really think he had to ask.  She seemed honest in her answers, but seeing it was giving her a headache was rather satisfying.

“Yes, you ass.  I was completely honest and gave all the knowledge I have.” 

Nodding, he moved towards the door.  Just as he stepped out he heard her land on her bed.  He smiled when she swore that was the last time she'd accept anything from him.  He was glad they both felt the same. 

“Wizard?” 

He didn't look back at her, but he did cock his head to show she had his attention. 

“Be careful.” 

He hadn't expected that, and looking back, he raised his eyebrow at her. 

Huffing, she rolled, giving him her back.  “I don't want to have to bail your ass out when you get in over your head.”