From the Abyss

From the Abyss

by Moonstone

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Author's Notes: This is a chaos x Tony Xenosaga fic. NC-17

warning applies. This is finally it, the last chapter! Hope you

liked the fic! ^-^

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Chapter Eight





"Tony?" The voice sounded far away.



A touch to his forehead brought Tony to horrible wakefulness. It

felt like two Gernaldian miniature weasels were gnawing at the back

of his eyes. It had been a long time since he'd had a hangover that

bad. The events of the night before were a blur. He couldn't even

remember returning to the Elsa.



"Tony, you have to get up now."



Who was that? A wave of nausea came over Tony as he opened his eyes

to the light. There was someone standing there above

him. "chaos...?" He croaked.



"chaos left with the Captain over an hour ago. I told them we'd

catch up."



"Huh? Hammer?" The weary looking navigator came into painful

focus. "Ugh, leave me alone."



"You really messed yourself up last night." Hammer sighed. "And

chaos looks awful too. Did you guys have a fight or somethin'?"



Tony just groaned and pulled the blanket over his head.



"Anyway, we've arrived at the Kukai Foundation. Little Master's

arranged for us to meet with the head honcho here, and the Captain

wants us all there to show our gratitude."



"Urgh... I just hope I don't puke all over him." Tony moaned as he

pulled the blanket back off. "Hammer, I'm gonna die."



Hammer shook his head with a sigh. "I'll go get the aspirin."



***



Now Tony had been around the galactic block quite a few times, but

he had never seen a colony as big and majestic as the Kukai

Foundation. It was massive, although clearly still under heavy

construction. Sometime while he slept, the entire Durandal had

docked into the midst of it, like a fairy tale tower in the vast

mirror of the colony's central lake. But looking out into that

bright vision too long made the pain in his temples throb worse. So

he turned away from the ferryship window.



"..some meeting, so the Captain's going to talk to him afterwards.

I hope I remember the directions..." Hammer fidgeted in his seat.



Tony rubbed at the bridge of his nose, wishing the aspirin worked

better. "Who's this guy again? Mister Eyenun?"



"Gaignun. Master Gaignun Kukai. Apparently he's Jr's father, and

the guy in control of this entire place. I've heard he's some kind

of philanthropist."



Jr's father... Fragments of the day before came back to him.

Yikes... Tony wondered what the hell was really going on with Jr

and that guy, but he wasn't about to stick his nose into it. He had

enough trouble trying to figure out chaos.



chaos... No, he wasn't going to think about that!



"...damn it, Tony, I forgot the map!"



***



Swell. Tony's feet were killing him, and they were no closer to

finding where they were supposed to go. They were looking for a

community center, but judging from all the chicken feathers in the

air, this wasn't it. Unless the foundation really liked chickens.



"What kind of navigator loses the map!?" Tony grumbled.



Hammer whirled around angrily. "Don't blame me! I told you to

bring it!"



"Oh no, you're not even going to try weasling out of this!" A

floating feather got stuck in Tony's mouth. It took a moment of

sputtering before he got it out of his mouth. "You're the worst

navigator ever! You can't even find what must be an obnoxiously

huge building...!" Uh oh. Tony paused as Hammer's eyes narrowed

dangerously. Maybe he had taken it a bit too far...



"Come on!" Hammer grabbed his wrist and started pulling him towards

the chicken farm. Next thing Tony knew, Hammer pushed him into a

big mud puddle. At least, Tony hoped it was just mud. It squished

everywhere. The sound of Hammer's laughter made it worse. He was

gonna hurt the little rodent...!



"You jerk!" Tony jumped up and wrestled Hammer down into the

mud. "How do you like it..!?" Suddenly Hammer threw big glob of

the stuff in his face.



"You had it coming, you big ignoramus!" Hammer yelled.



They wrestled across the ground, until the floor unexpectedly opened

under them. With cries of surprise, they went falling through what

seemed like an entire cloud of feathers. But these feathers had

entire chickens attached to them. After a moment of loud angry

squawking, they rolled out onto another street, apparently on the

other side of the chicken farm. The chickens here went flying away

as they tumbled past.



Despite the momentary shock, Tony wasted no time in getting back to

throttling the hell out of Hammer. Only to be interrupted by a

triumphant shout from the navigator as he pointed over their

heads. "Hah!" Tony followed Hammer's pointing hand to the

obnoxiously huge building across the street. Golden letters

spelled 'community center' across it.



"I told you!" Hammer breathed with excitedly. "I knew I was going

the right way!"



Tony shook his head wearily. "Lucky... Fine, I give." Getting to

his feet, he helped Hammer up. They were both a mess. Thanks to

the sticky mud, they were plastered with feathers from the chicken

coops. "The Captain isn't going to be happy to see us."



"I don't know if it matters, we've probably missed them by now."



"You MORONS!"



Tony and Hammer both cringed at the familiar bellow.



Hammer smiled nervously without turning away from Tony. "Well, at

least he recognizes us."



"Like that's a good thing?" Tony sighed. Then he turned across the

street. "Aye, Captain!"



"What the hell happened to you!?" The Captain looked furious. Next

to him, chaos seemed to be fighting to keep a straight face. With

them was a tall, dark-haired teenager in a very fancy suit. He

looked way too young, but the resemblance to Jr was unmistakable.

Still, no way this guy could be Jr's father...



They were frozen on the spot until the Captain yelled at them to get

over there. With a nervous jump between them, they quickly joined

the others.



"So, that's why the chicken crossed the road." Gaignun raised an

amused eyebrow at them. "Good day, gentlemen."



Captain Matthews shook his head and pulled on his cap. "These two

morons are the rest of my crew. Morons, this is Master Gaignun.

He's been gracious enough to loan us the money we need, and we'll be

in his service from now on. So be grateful!" He ordered.



"Thank you, thank you!" Hammer cried in a mixture of panic and

genuine gratitude. While Tony said something like "thank you for

saving our asses, sir." He was so embarassed, he wasn't entirely

sure what he said. But thankfully it seemed to appease the Captain.



"Well then, once your ship is repaired, I'll contact you again about

our arrangements." Gaignun smiled. "In the meantime, enjoy your

stay at the foundation. If you'll excuse me." With a slight nod,

he turned and walked away towards a waiting limo.



"Wow..." Hammer was staring after him. "He really paid it all off?"



"That's right." Captain Matthews said. "We really owe him one."



Tony glanced over at chaos, but the silver-haired boy was now

avoiding his gaze. "I guess we're indentured servants now, huh?"



"Damn right, we are!" Matthews proclaimed. "It's better than being

dead. I'm sure we'll have the debt to Master Gaignun paid off in no

time, then we'll be free as birds again."



Tony exchanged a doubtful look with Hammer.



"Anyway, I've booked us a room here in the foundation for a few

days." Matthews went on. "I'll need to hunt around a little to

find some of the parts we need with no questions asked. Master

Gaignun has put the repairs on his tab, so we don't need to worry

about the price, at least for the moment."



As Matthews trailed away in thought, Hammer hurried after

him. "Captain, please be careful, remember all this will go back on

the debt! We can't just...!"



Tony started following the other three, then stalled

back. "Guys... You go ahead. I'm gonna go back to the Elsa."



"Eh?" The Captain turned around. "What's with you, Tony?"



"Yeah, don't you want to see the foundation?" Hammer blinked in

surprise.



chaos tugged and fastened his gloves, but no one noticed him. It

was his usual, almost compulsive behavior, so of course they didn't

notice. He didn't seem to be paying attention, but Tony knew

better.



"I'm not feeling too good. Probably still under the weather,

y'know?" Tony shrugged like it was nothing. "I'll just stay at the

Elsa tonight. We can meet up again tomorrow."



"Suit yourself." Matthews said. "We'll be staying at the Our

Treasure Inn."



"You sure you wanna be by yourself?" Hammer frowned. The navigator

glanced over at chaos, but the engineer was already following after

the Captain. His frown deepened. "What happened?" He said in

almost a whisper.



"Hammer, you'd better get going, or you'll be lost on your own."

Tony warned then turned to leave. "See ya tomorrow, man." He could

feel his friend's eyes on his back as he walked away.



***



Forehead against the cold shower tile, Tony let the thousands of

tiny water jets sting at his skin and hair. His hangover was nearly

gone now, and the water felt good as it washed away all the feathers

and muck. But his heart was still so heavy.



This was probably a good thing, to be away from chaos for a while.

Maybe a little distance could set things back to how they had been.

As long as Tony didn't have to think about it, everything would be

fine. He worked the soap in his hands to a creamy lather. But then

again, when he was alone, it was all he could think about.



Suddenly, despite knowing he was alone, he had the overwhelming

feeling of being watched. Tony shivered. Something moved in the

corner of his vision. With a sharp breath, he turned quickly to

look. But there was no one else in the closed bathroom.



"Probably still hung over," he sighed.



Still, the feeling of being watched persisted.



***



One good thing about being alone on the Elsa was that he could walk

around the ship in only his bathrobe without the Captain

complaining. Tony opened a kitchen cabinet, which made a loud

creaking noise. The bad thing was that the ship could be spooky

when it was this quiet. There wasn't even the usual vibrating boom

from the music played on the bridge speakers. And tonight, the ship

seemed spookier than usual.



Turning aside some canisters, he found they were out of ramen. Damn

it all... He found an old packet of instant cinnamon-flavored

oatmeal at the back of the cabinet. As he was wondering whether or

not it was still edible, he suddenly felt the chill of eyes staring

at his back. It was just too quiet, and he didn't want to turn

around. He slowly put down the oatmeal packet and stood up.



Adrenaline rushed through him as he turned around to see someone

standing behind the center counter. But upon seeing who it was, his

pulse didn't slow, although it may have skipped a beat. It was

chaos. Tony hadn't even heard him come in.



His mouth was suddenly dry, and he couldn't open his mouth to talk.

His feelings were so confused, he didn't know what he wanted to

say. chaos was standing there, his face so sad, those large,

luminous eyes asking a mysterious question. And suddenly, Tony knew

he was seeing chaos in a rare unguarded moment. Looking at those

bright eyes full of pain, Tony just wanted to take it all away...



Literally in the blink of an eye, it all disappeared behind a

smile. "Uh..." chaos rubbed the back of his head. "I thought you

could use company. I brought some Miltian takeout. Wanna eat in

the cabin?"



"Sure." Tony agreed with a nod.



***



Back in the cabin, all Tony's previous anxieties were absent.

chaos' warm presence brought a familiar cozyness to the air. The

delicious scent of the takeout certainly added to the nice

atmosphere too. Tony was starving.



While they ate, chaos was talking about something concerning the

Captain, Hammer, Master Gaignun, and Jr. But Tony found himself

listening to his voice more than listening to what he was saying.

He barely managed to have his own side of the conversation, but it

didn't seem to matter. He was just glad chaos was still talking to

him. Maybe things could go back to normal sooner than later.



Sitting across from him at the table, chaos was smiling, and Tony

didn't want him to stop smiling. But he couldn't escape the memory

of those sad eyes from before. He wanted to say something, but he

didn't know how chaos might react. Instead, he went and fetched a

bottle of his favorite wine. He saw chaos' eyes widen as he put it

down on the table between them. The blue glass gleamed, and he

could see it reflect in chaos' eyes.



"Tony, but that's...!"



"My best Hyacinth wine. For when the debt is finally paid off."

Tony grinned as he popped the bottle open. "Yeah, but I've decided

I'd rather drink this within my lifetime."



Taking the wine, they moved to the couch to watch UMN channels.

chaos had the remote, and descended the screen from the ceiling.

It took a while to find a movie they both liked. Then the lights

dimmed as they settled back with their glasses of wine.



After a long time of silence, Tony glanced over to see chaos sipping

the blue liquid, not looking at the screen. There was an expression

of deep thought on his face. "Hey," said Tony, "you wanna change

the channel?"



chaos shook his head. "I was just thinking about the ship."



"C'mon, don't sweat the repairs. Just relax tonight."



"No, not that. I was just wondering... Did the Captain name the

Elsa?"



"Huh?" Tony blinked. "Oh. Hmm. No, he didn't. The ship was

already named when he bought it, and he never changed the name. She

is who she is, y'know."



chaos was quiet for a moment as he took another sip of wine. "Do

you know where Elsa's name comes from?"



"Umm... Nope."



"So I guess you're not familiar with Richard Wagner's work."



"Nope. Who's that?" Tony didn't know what the heck chaos was going

on about, but that was nothing new. He had a tendancy to talk

strangely. Once again, Tony was just content to listen.



"He was a musical composer in the nineteeth century."



"Oh." Tony waited for a minute, but chaos was just staring into his

wine some more. Then he waited some more. Some people in the movie

started hollering. Finally, Tony knew he was going to have to wake

chaos up. "Soo... What's that guy have to do with the ship?"



chaos blinked out of whatever daze he'd been in. "Oh... He

composed an opera called Lohengrin. In the story, the female

protagonist is named Elsa von Brabant." chaos closed his eyes, and

Tony thought he might have fallen asleep. But then he spoke

again. "Elsa had a dream of being saved by a knight riding a swan.

And one day when she was in need of help, the knight really

arrived. The knight, who was secretly of a holy order, promised to

always stay by Elsa's side to protect her. But only if she kept a

promise to never, ever ask his origin or name."



"Did she keep her promise?" Tony watched chaos sip his wine again,

his eyes still closed. The light from the screen played across his

silvery lashes.



"No."



Uh oh. There was something, some implications behind chaos' words

that made him feel very uneasy. "What happened?"



"Elsa learned the truth about her knight husband. And he had to

return to where he came from." chaos set his empty glass down on

the floor.



***



It was dark. Even the screen had gone black and quiet. Tony felt a

little stiff, and realized it was because he had fallen asleep

sitting up on the couch. He didn't even remember going to sleep.

But at least he didn't have a hangover this time. In fact, there

was a pleasant warmth pressed against his side.



chaos was asleep, leaning against Tony's shoulder. Unable to help

himself, Tony smoothed away strands of shining silver away from

chaos' face. Even in his sleep, chaos seemed preoccupied, his brow

slightly furrowed. Tony sighed.



As much as he just wanted to stay there, he knew they would never

sleep well while sitting on the couch. Trying not to wake him, Tony

moved to lift him up. Despite his incredible strength, chaos was

surprisingly light. But then he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He

turned to find chaos awake and looking at him.



"Tony?" chaos' gentle eyes were sad, but hopeful. "Can you promise

me?"



"Promise?" Tony didn't know what he was talking about. But as the

fuzzyness of sleep moved aside, he remembered chaos' story. "O-

Oh..." Tony straightened slightly to look chaos in the face. Was

he asking him to never question him again? To never know? Looking

into those luminous aquamarine eyes, Tony wondered how he could ask

it of him. He wanted so desperately to know chaos as intimately as

he could, and chaos was asking him to abandon all hope of ever

knowing the truth.



But if he didn't promise... Was refusing worth that risk?



Tony's eyes widened as chaos unclasped one of the buttons at the

neck of his vest. Within moments, the orange vest was on the

floor. Tony pulled back in shock.



"chaos, I..."



"No." chaos interrupted in a heavy voice. "Not yet. Don't answer

yet." The boots were gone, and the shorts were gone. chaos was

pulling out of his black bodysuit like a butterfly desperate to

leave its cocoon. "Just let me..."



When the fully unclothed chaos moved to kiss him, Tony finally

jolted out of his stupor. "Whoa, hold on!" He grabbed chaos'

shoulders and held him back. "I... You aren't going to regret this

like you did last time, are you? I can't do this is if it's going

to hurt you again."



"It's okay. I'm aware of what I'm doing."



"Are you sure?"



"Very sure." chaos moved to kiss him again.



But Tony moved his head aside. "Really?"



"Really."



"Well..."



Taking Tony's head in his hands, chaos finally kissed him. Hard.



With a surprised whimper, Tony went falling back onto the couch.

chaos sprawled out on top of him. Even through the thin layer of

his bathrobe, Tony could feel the electric whisper of chaos' skin.

It had been so long since he had felt that sensation.



His hands roamed the warm, silky skin. Invisible energy crackled

soundlessly at his touch. Exactly as he remembered it. Tony often

wondered why chaos covered nearly every inch of his skin almost

obsessively. Very rarely did he go without his bodysuit and gloves,

and even then, he was careful not to let anyone touch him. Did he

know how good it felt to touch him, that sensation, more alive than

anything Tony had ever felt? What secret was so terrible that he

couldn't confide it to anyone?



By the time he realized what chaos was doing with his hands, his

bathrobe was open. With one last quick kiss, chaos moved down

Tony's body. Pushing himself to his elbows, Tony didn't have time

to see what was happening. At the first lick, his head shot back

and his hips arched as he cried out. Tony's vision blurred out and

he fell back onto the couch. If pleasure was liquid, he thought he

might drown.



Tony was moaning shamelessly now. He couldn't remember the last

time it had been so good. It wasn't anything being done to him, but

that it was chaos doing it that was setting Tony on fire. Every

last inch was lovingly seen to, slowly driving Tony into madness.

When at last chaos took the swollen head into his mouth, he couldn't

stop himself from trying to drive himself into the beautiful boy.

But chaos held his spasming hips in an iron grip.



It did no good no matter how much he tried to move his hips. chaos'

tongue was pressed hard against the underside of his shaft as he

sucked Tony into full hardness. As chaos' mouth became tighter,

Tony had a brief moment of worry that it would become too much for

him to take. But chaos just groaned around him and continued until

Tony was rock hard and writhing.



It was only then that chaos finally pulled away. He smiled gently

at Tony, then moved to straddle his waist. Grabbing chaos' hips,

Tony barely found his voice. "Hold on...!"



Leaning down to kiss him, chaos whispered, "It's okay."



"Uhhh..." chaos arched gently as he slowly sunk down onto

Tony. "I think you've grown since the last time we did this."



"Is it..." Tony said in concern, but chaos shook his head with a

smile.



"That wasn't a complaint, Tony."



With something between a groan and a sigh, chaos was fully seated as

Tony rolled his hips to drive himself all the way in. Then chaos

was still, and Tony didn't move. God, it was good. He had

forgotten just how good it felt to be inside that warm, moist heat.

It was like nothing else he had ever experienced. chaos fit him

like a glove, tight and soft. The strange energy chaos gave off

flowed through him from where their bodies joined, making his own

skin tingle, and igniting sparks of pleasure throughout his body.

They became a circuit for something that was simply indescribable.



chaos was panting softly, staring at Tony's chest, yet staring at

nothing at all. No need to rush, they had the entire night to

themselves. Tony reached up to play with one of chaos' brown

nipples. chaos inhaled sharply and his eyes nearly closed. Tony

felt a pulse of ecstacy jump between them. Trailing his fingers

down chaos' shivering stomach, he brushed chaos' partially soft

erection. With his thumb, Tony rubbed the head that was just

peeking out.



"Mmngh..." chaos whimpered and pushed himself into Tony's touch.

As he did, he finally lifted himself a bit. Meeting Tony's eyes

with burning, yet strangely serene aquamarine eyes, he ground

himself back down. Sparks went off in Tony's vision.



With a rhythmic rocking motion, chaos rode him. Slowly stroking

Tony's length as he lifted himself up, then grinding down as he fell

onto it again. With each rise, chaos drove himself into Tony's

grasp. On descent, Tony thrust up to meet him. Each time they met

again, chaos winced in pleasure. Up and down, back and forth. Slow

and intense.



Every so often, chaos would steady himself with his hands on each

side of Tony, and rock them faster. Only during this sudden frenzy

would chaos lose eye contact, throwing his head back as he plunged

himself down onto Tony with wild abandon. Creamy with excitement,

his erection thrust eagerly into Tony's hands. Just when it seemed

to reach a crescendo, and Tony felt himself ready to burst, chaos

just as suddenly stopped. Then after a few moments of stillness,

chaos would begin the slow rise and fall again.



After chaos had done this three times, Tony groaned in

protest. "chaos, you're killing me."



"I want it to last." chaos panted with a gratified smile and

continued to rock slowly. "Isn't it good? I... I haven't

since... I just want to..."



Damn. Tony couldn't believe it. The guy hadn't had any for four

years, and he had more control than he did. Just...damn.



"Aren't you tired up there?"



"No." chaos sighed as he took in Tony once again.



He should have known. This was great, but Tony was getting tired of

being stuck on his back while chaos had his way with him. As good

at it felt, Tony knew it could be better. And he wanted to give

chaos an ecstacy that would ensure he'd never think of leaving.



Tony laughed at the look of surprise on chaos' face as he lifted

himself to a sitting position. Still inside him, Tony pushed chaos

against the back of the couch, resting each of his legs on his

arms. chaos was nearly bent double, but in a good position for Tony

to give him a deep, searching kiss that pressed his head back

against the couch. While probing his mouth, Tony thrust deeply into

chaos. With chaos' legs spread wide on either side of him, Tony was

able to penetrate further than before. Both Tony and chaos cried

out as he drove all the way in.



He could feel the tremble of excitement from chaos, trapped tight

between him and the couch. The hard breaths against his cheek,

intermingled with little whimpers of need. Now chaos was his to

play with. Of course, chaos could easily throw him off...hell,

throw him against the wall. Instead, the boy squirmed as he spread

his legs wider.



"Tony...please..." chaos begged, wrapping his arms around his

shoulders.



"chaos..." Tony whispered into his skin, and began to move.



It wasn't a quick rhythm, but it wasn't nearly as slow as the

previous. It was like the beat of a quickened heart that was not

yet racing. But now that he was in control, Tony could pound chaos

much harder than before. It was a good thing they were alone

onboard, because chaos' moans had gotten louder. And everytime

chaos called out his name, Tony was even more enflamed with the need

to imbed him into the couch.



"Yes...yes..." chaos' tears were wet against Tony's cheek. At

least, Tony thought they were chaos' tears. They moved together

repeatedly, locked in a primal dance of love and passion as old as

time. The way the silver-haired boy moved and the way he made him

feel, Tony thought chaos could as well have been there when the act

was created.



After a few well-aimed thrusts, chaos reached between them and began

stroking himself. Still thrusting, Tony looked into the flushed,

sweating face of his lover. There was a beautiful expression of

transcendent pleasure in his turquoise eyes. The expression struck

Tony to his soul, and for some reason he felt a pang of deep

sadness. Tony kissed him possessively, pushing deeply into him,

then pulling all the way out.



chaos sat back on the couch, shaking with unfulfilled desire. "T-

Tony?"



Kissing him again, Tony eased chaos' hand from his erection. "I

want this. Give me this, if you can't give me anything else."



"Tony..."



With his lips, Tony nipped along chaos' shaft. The musk of chaos'

sex thick in his nose, Tony wrapped his arms around the slim waist,

lazily making love to him with his mouth. chaos strained forward,

gasping as he held onto Tony's shoulders. With a determined effort,

Tony took as much of chaos into his mouth as he could. He nearly

gagged himself, but was rewarded with a deep groan from chaos. Tony

closed his eyes, sucking on him contentedly while chaos quivered.



The oddly sweet taste of chaos' discharge flowed into his mouth as

chaos began to tense up, gasping desperately. Tony considered

whether or not to let it happen, wanting to feel chaos finally

orgasm. chaos' hips jerked as his back began to arch.



Tony pulled away.



chaos panted and whimpered. "Tony!" His eyes were glazed with lust.



Before chaos could reach for himself, Tony pinned his hands back and

kissed him. chaos shivered. For several moments, Tony just nuzzled

and kissed at his jaw and neck. "We want to make it last,

remember?" He rubbed chaos' thighs.



chaos squeezed his eyes shut and moaned.



"Want to lose our virginity again?"



"Uhh?" chaos gave him a confused look.



"Sit tight, I'll be right back."



A few overturned shelves later, Tony returned with a small purple

bottle. "Uh, it's some kind of perfume, but it's really slick.

Should be good enough."



chaos' eyes widened a bit as he realized what Tony meant to

do. "You've never... Are you sure you want to?" He looked a

little nervous.



"Yeah." Twisting the bottle open, Tony poured a little of the oily

perfume onto his hand. Luckily it didn't smell too strong, just a

sweet flowery scent. It had originally been a present for a girl he

had met on a colony. He was glad she'd stood him up, as he smoothed

the oil onto chaos' swollen erection. "I want you."



His eyes half-closed, chaos ran his fingers back through Tony's

hair. "I want you, too." He panted. "I want you so much..."



To tell the truth, Tony felt a little apprehensive about it. Even

as he pushed chaos down on the couch like he knew exactly what he

was doing. He stroked his hands slowly up and down the dark,

slender body before him, and slowly eased himself down onto chaos.

There was a slight twinge as chaos slipped inside, but it was more

than worth it. The twist of pleasure on chaos' face was worth it.

Tony pushed all the way down with a surprised groan as chaos'

throbbing heat stimulated something very pleasurable inside him.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad...



From there, everything seemed to come naturally. Both of them were

at the height of arousal and quickly losing the battle keep it

slow. Pounding furiously into each other, they were a mindless

rhythm of liquid heat and bliss. They wobbled as chaos pushed up to

kiss Tony in a hot, sweaty embrace. Tony grabbed fistfuls of

silvery hair, grunting with each sharp stab of chaos' hips. He

needed it, to feel that thick length filling him, to feel that

circuit of energy humming its sweet song inside him...



The pilot yelped as they toppled off the couch onto the carpeted

floor. He was going to be sore just about everywhere the next day.

But at least the carpet was very soft, since chaos showed no

interest in stopping just because they had changed location.



Overhead, chaos closed his eyes and cried out. Bowing his head, he

began to pump faster into Tony. It wouldn't be long now. There was

something odd about the line of his body, a slight straining quiver,

as if he were trying to hold back...or at least that's how it seemed

to Tony. But this didn't seem to be reflected in chaos' urgent

thrusts. Spreading his legs and pushing back on the floor for

leverage, Tony lifted his hips, trying to get chaos hitting the

right spot again.



One good hit sent Tony arching almost completely off the floor.

Then he felt chaos take one hand off the floor to hold his back

there. Lightning bolts of ecstacy assaulted his body as chaos

stabbed into that spot repeatedly. Tony was becoming lightheaded as

the blood rushed to his head from the position he was in, and seeing

spots of light as pleasure wracked his entire body. He closed his

eyes to get rid of the distraction.



Moaning helplessly, Tony stiffened as he jetted whips of semen onto

his tightly clenched stomach and chest. Spasming with pleasure, he

gasped as his sensitized body continued to be plunged into by his

silver-haired lover.



"Uh... T-Tony..." chaos almost wailed as he began to tremble with

the force of his oncoming orgasm. Then arching tremulously, chaos

gave one last forceful thrust. Tony felt the length deep inside him

twitch and throb fiercely. Hearing chaos groan loudly, Tony opened

his eyes. And gasped.



Two large, white, feathery wings had sprouted from chaos' back.

They were fully spread, stretching out to either side, glowing with

a faint light. chaos didn't seem aware of them, head thrown back,

eyes closed, mouth open, in a mask of rapture.



Tony was transfixed. And suddenly, he understood.



Then he felt chaos twitch inside him again, and realized he was

still coming. A moment and forever, slowly, quivering, chaos lay

Tony back down. Finally pulling out with a moist suction sound, the

angel gently collapsed against Tony, completely spent. As the wings

fell around him, Tony watched as they dissolved into particles of

light that swirled and danced, before disappearing completely. One

last, solitary feather came to rest near Tony's head. Then it too

burst into a cloud of glowing particles. And all was dark again.



Closing his eyes, Tony pulled his arms up around chaos' back. They

were too spent to move, too busy catching their breath to speak.

Tony could feel him trembling, and with each tremble, chaos gave a

brief whimpering moan. In his memory of their past times together,

Tony couldn't remember chaos having come that hard before.



Tony was trembling too, but not just from his orgasm. chaos wasn't

human. Not even uberhuman. Deep inside he had always known, but he

had still felt that chaos was something earthly, if completely

mysterious. Tony's hands rubbed over the boy's shoulder blades,

feeling nothing out of the ordinary there. No sign of any wings

now.



chaos sighed into Tony's chest. "Slight shifts in perception can

show you the truth. Or alter it completely. So therein lies the

question of what is real and what is not." chaos said softly. "How

deep does it go? How many layers of reality are there? I still

don't know. Despite it all, I still don't know."



Perception? Tony frowned to himself. He didn't understand. Was

chaos really an...angel? Or was that only how he perceived him?

And if it was the latter, how in the hell did that happen? "Layers

of reality? So...you mean, it would be impossible to know what was

real, if we couldn't tell if there were still more realities beneath

what we know. Or if there were many realities, based on the way we

perceive it... Or..." Tony trailed off, trying to wrap his mind

around it. He waited for more explanation from chaos, but none came.



Several minutes passed, with only the sound of their breathing.



"chaos...?"



"..."



Tony realized what he was now silently asking. This was the choice

chaos had given him. Rolling onto his side, Tony curled

protectively around him. chaos clung, still trembling. More than

ever, Tony wanted to know the truth. As much as chaos could tell

him. But was it worth losing him?



No matter what, Tony couldn't keep him. He knew that now. Sooner

or later, chaos would leave. Nothing...no one...earthly could keep

him. He had realized that the moment he had seen the wings. But

that he could have him now, for however brief time was given to him,

was a gift.



"I promise." He whispered into silvery hair.



***



Nine years had passed since that night. Tony was now twenty-nine,

and chaos...well, he was as he always was. Mysterious as ever.

Almost always smiling despite the shadows that lurked in his eyes.



Tony was broken out of his thoughts by the troubled stirring of

chaos in his arms. Something wasn't right. In all those years, Tony

had never seen chaos as distracted as he was now. Ever since Shion

and that android KOS-MOS were brought onboard, he had become

fascinated with them and increasingly withdrawn from the crew. Tony

noticed he rarely slept now, although chaos was notorious for his

frequent napping. Yet, somehow, he was harder to reach than ever.



When chaos wasn't on the bridge, he'd been trailing after Shion and

KOS-MOS. Sure, chaos was always friendly and helpful, but this

ongoing behavior was beginning to make Tony uncomfortable. chaos

never strayed long from the Elsa crew. Tony knew this was mostly

because of his secretive nature. He never let anyone get to know

him very well, if at all. And even if the Elsa crew wasn't really

an exception to this rule, they were still different...they were

family. They were part of his safe haven.



At least, that's how it had always been. But something was changing

now, and it scared him. On the occasion Tony did come across him

alone, he would discover chaos too lost in thought to notice him

coming. Then he would smile, and act like his usual self, which

only made Tony more concerned.



Of course, Tony didn't pry. He had made a promise. Not even after

the strange outburst on the bridge, had he said anything. Neither

had the others, the silence came naturally to all of them now.

chaos didn't even acknowledge them as he hurried off the bridge.

Then the gnosis invaded, and there wasn't much time to think about

it.



So much had happened lately, Tony felt dizzy. It had started with

Shion and KOS-MOS, and since then, the Elsa crew had been on a non-

stop rollercoaster ride, sometimes exciting, sometimes horrific.

Tony had never been through so many tight spots in such a short

length of time. And although everything was peaceful at the moment,

he suspected it wasn't over yet.



He held chaos tighter and buried his face in the top of his hair.

Even though they were finally on Second Miltia, and the others were

gone, it wasn't over. During their time there, chaos had barely

been involved with the Elsa repairs. He didn't say where he

wandered to, and of course, no one would pry further. Tony had his

suspicions.



chaos had come to him tonight, his eyes shining bright. Tony tried

to comfort him the best he could. It had been their first time

alone in a while. Not a word passed between them, just the love and

familiar rhythm.



With a sigh, he fingered the metal chain still hanging around his

neck. At the end, were a pair of old dogtags. Tony held them up to

his face, staring at them as if they might finally tell him their

secrets. Engraved into the dogtags were letters that glowed with a

faint bluish-green light. Military coding he couldn't understand,

and a name on both, a name that still puzzled him. chaos. No last

name, no other initials of any kind. Just "chaos". Before leaving

for Proto Merkabah, chaos had given him these dogtags, without any

explanation.



The last of the team to leave the bridge, he had turned back and

pressed something into his hand. "Oh, please keep these safe."

chaos had said, then walked away to rejoin the others.



After safely entering Second Miltia's atmosphere, Tony had tried

returning them, but chaos only shook his head with a smile. "These

belong to you."



Tony frowned at the slightly burnt tags. They looked too old and

worn to be something chaos had picked up at a novelty shop. But why

was his name on them? And where the hell did they come from? They

made his head hurt.



Yet, deep inside, Tony knew what was different about that night. He

knew why chaos had given him the tags. He just didn't want to admit

it. Not yet. Even after all these years, he still wasn't ready, he

didn't think he ever would be.



Now, everytime chaos left, there was a very good chance he wouldn't

come back. chaos knew it, and Tony knew it. Why it was happening

now, he didn't know for sure. But whatever it was, it was beyond

his control. All he knew for certain was that he would be there for

chaos, for as long as he could, no matter what came next. He loved

chaos, and at least that would never change.



With a soft sigh, chaos finally relaxed, nestling into Tony's

chest. Soft invisible waves of energy soothing his skin, Tony

closed his eyes. No more worrying about it. The reassuring thought

purred through his body and mind.



It would be.



***



I feel like I'm drowning

Trying to catch my breath

Don't know what is happening

There's no sense of time...



Deep underneath my skin

Feeling the pain within

Hear my cry... I feel drawn towards you

Can't resist, I don't know why...



My life is changing, I can not recall

Where I've been before... the abyss of your eyes

Meaning so much more

Am I losing my mind...



The sun isn't shining

But your eyes light my way

I've found what I've been searching for

My love won't go astray



Deep underneath my skin

Feeling the pain within

Hear my cry ...Hear my cry... I feel drawn towards you

Can't resist, I don't know why ...I don't know why...



My life is changing, I can not recall

Where I've been before... the abyss of your eyes

Meaning so much more

Am I lost...



So many years

My drifting heart has wandered around

Don't turn on me

Won't you stay by my side



I can not recall

Where I've been before... the abyss of your eyes

Meaning so much more

Am I losing my mind...



- "The Abyss of Your Eyes" Stratovarius



***



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