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rainbowfic2012-11-28 09:16 pm
serpentine) wrote in rainbowfic2012-11-28 09:16 pm
Heart Gold #24 & Iceberg #2: The Fire and the Ice
Name: Tom (serpentine)
Title: The Fire and the Ice
Universe: Starikov Chronicles
Colors: Heart Gold #24: Love is a little haven of refuge from the world. - Bertrand A. Russell; Iceberg #2: Ice
Supplies and Styles: pastels ("peace offering" - from my card here), tapestry
Word Count: 657
Rating: PG
Warnings: Touch avoidance, talk of death
Summary: Kostya apologizes to Zita about the day before.
Notes: Another couple from the same universe, but from later on in the time line. Kostya is Alexei and Irina's son for your reference.
"Zita..." said Koschei carefully when he saw her the day after their fight, "I'm sorry about the fact that I don't like people touching me...it's just been so long since I've allowed anyone touch me...I mean, I don't even let my sister give me hugs, even though she's asked me multiple times if I've wanted them..."
The young woman continued to ignore Koschei and work on the embroidery on a dark red dress that she was working on for herself. The silence was awkward and very, very obvious to Koschei.
He tried speaking again, "What I mean is that..." He sighed and then said the four words that he had been wanting to say for the longest time, "Zita, I love you."
She looked up at Koschei and said, "Kostya, I know you do. But you can't keep me at arms length and expect me to stay around. You have to trust me and really, I don't care if you don't want me to touch you or anything, but I don't want you to push me away either."
"I...I'm scared of you." He shook his head. "No, that's not right. I'm scared of what might happen if I let you into my world. My...my mother died for loving my father. I had to bargain with the demon who owns my soul to keep my sister alive. If I disobey him, then he might kill her. I don't want you to get hurt too. That's the problem with loving someone. It hurts to see them hurt."
"Kostya, I can handle myself. You forget what I am," said Zita with a sad smile, "I'm a firebird. I know you're part ice demon, but there's a reason why they say opposites attract. We complement each other...I love you too, Kostya."
Koschei blinked in surprise and swallowed before saying, "I...how could you love me? I mean, I love you because you give me hope and possibly a haven from all the things that have made my life a living hell, but what do I have to possibly offer you?"
Zita just smiled and said, "The possibility of seeing someone so full of potential blossom into something wonderful. I am composed of the magic of change. I could bring that forth in you. In fact, it's one of the things that I take joy in. The magic of making things happen. Seeing them happen makes my heart soar above all other things.
"However, above all things, I am also a wanderer, seemingly doomed to never find a place to alight for more than a few days. Sure, I have my cottage in the woods, but I always wish to wander. You, a creature of ice, you promise me stability...a grounding of my fire that could help me become more too. You can also be my refuge, but only if you would let me in."
This time, Koschei sat down before he spoke, "Are you saying that my affinity for ice is actually a part of me that you like?"
"Why, yes, Kostya," said Zita, smiling, "Fire may melt ice and ice may freeze fire, but that doesn't mean we can't work together to create something beautiful like love. Perhaps it's the fact that we are opposites that make it possible for us to do this. Another person who is of fire would just encourage me to never stop and think and a person who is of ice would just let you stay stagnate. Our different perspectives make us think of different things.
"I don't know how I could free you of the demon that owns you, but perhaps together, if we talk together, if we trust each other, then, then we could find a way to at least free you in some form."
"I'm almost afraid to allow myself to feel hope, Zita..."
"Just trust me."
She put her hand on his and for the first time, he did not pull away.
serpentine)Title: The Fire and the Ice
Universe: Starikov Chronicles
Colors: Heart Gold #24: Love is a little haven of refuge from the world. - Bertrand A. Russell; Iceberg #2: Ice
Supplies and Styles: pastels ("peace offering" - from my card here), tapestry
Word Count: 657
Rating: PG
Warnings: Touch avoidance, talk of death
Summary: Kostya apologizes to Zita about the day before.
Notes: Another couple from the same universe, but from later on in the time line. Kostya is Alexei and Irina's son for your reference.
"Zita..." said Koschei carefully when he saw her the day after their fight, "I'm sorry about the fact that I don't like people touching me...it's just been so long since I've allowed anyone touch me...I mean, I don't even let my sister give me hugs, even though she's asked me multiple times if I've wanted them..."
The young woman continued to ignore Koschei and work on the embroidery on a dark red dress that she was working on for herself. The silence was awkward and very, very obvious to Koschei.
He tried speaking again, "What I mean is that..." He sighed and then said the four words that he had been wanting to say for the longest time, "Zita, I love you."
She looked up at Koschei and said, "Kostya, I know you do. But you can't keep me at arms length and expect me to stay around. You have to trust me and really, I don't care if you don't want me to touch you or anything, but I don't want you to push me away either."
"I...I'm scared of you." He shook his head. "No, that's not right. I'm scared of what might happen if I let you into my world. My...my mother died for loving my father. I had to bargain with the demon who owns my soul to keep my sister alive. If I disobey him, then he might kill her. I don't want you to get hurt too. That's the problem with loving someone. It hurts to see them hurt."
"Kostya, I can handle myself. You forget what I am," said Zita with a sad smile, "I'm a firebird. I know you're part ice demon, but there's a reason why they say opposites attract. We complement each other...I love you too, Kostya."
Koschei blinked in surprise and swallowed before saying, "I...how could you love me? I mean, I love you because you give me hope and possibly a haven from all the things that have made my life a living hell, but what do I have to possibly offer you?"
Zita just smiled and said, "The possibility of seeing someone so full of potential blossom into something wonderful. I am composed of the magic of change. I could bring that forth in you. In fact, it's one of the things that I take joy in. The magic of making things happen. Seeing them happen makes my heart soar above all other things.
"However, above all things, I am also a wanderer, seemingly doomed to never find a place to alight for more than a few days. Sure, I have my cottage in the woods, but I always wish to wander. You, a creature of ice, you promise me stability...a grounding of my fire that could help me become more too. You can also be my refuge, but only if you would let me in."
This time, Koschei sat down before he spoke, "Are you saying that my affinity for ice is actually a part of me that you like?"
"Why, yes, Kostya," said Zita, smiling, "Fire may melt ice and ice may freeze fire, but that doesn't mean we can't work together to create something beautiful like love. Perhaps it's the fact that we are opposites that make it possible for us to do this. Another person who is of fire would just encourage me to never stop and think and a person who is of ice would just let you stay stagnate. Our different perspectives make us think of different things.
"I don't know how I could free you of the demon that owns you, but perhaps together, if we talk together, if we trust each other, then, then we could find a way to at least free you in some form."
"I'm almost afraid to allow myself to feel hope, Zita..."
"Just trust me."
She put her hand on his and for the first time, he did not pull away.
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And well, the NaNoWriMo novel I was writing is actually about Kostya for the most part, so Alexei and Irina were going to have children from the beginning. I just wrote the piece with those two because I really wanted to explore them more and I've become really fond of those two. Plus I plan on writing a prequel now that focuses on Alexei and Irina instead of their children (yeah, they have a son, Kostya and a daughter, Marya).
I'll probably be posting the rough draft of my NaNo at