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Anasterian Sunstrider by Tyler James
Trans Kael bits and pieces in a modern AU teehee
Enjoy
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"Bro if you don't come like asap we're going without you"
"Hal, father is in my room, wait like 2 fucking seconds"
"Then tell him you need to run away from him real quick with your 3 boyfriends and to go fuck himself"
"OMG HAL STOP"
"What? We already drank a bit before going"
"WITHOUT MEEEE????"
"Well you gotta talk to your daddy first don't you"
"🖕🖕🖕"
"Omfg its starting to rain good sir"
"Stand in the rain then, it won't kill you 😉"
"I love you too Kael!!!!"
"MWAH BITCH"
"All I'm saying is you should start acting like an adult for once, darling..."
"I am an adult..." He was laying on his bed, looking in his phone, completely disinterested in whatever Anasterian was telling him.
"You sure are, in age atleast... But not in the way you act. Especially not recently."
"Belore, dad, will you just leave it? I'm trying, oh my gods..."
"All I'm saying is that you should be more responsible... I don't want to be worried about you running around, possibly coming back home pregnant or worse!"
"DAD??? Will you just cut it?"
"I get worried! And I don't want you ruining the image of our company..."
"Blah blah blah, epic, cool... you leaving?"
"Stop talking to me in that tone, young lady!"
Kael stopped in his tracks, sat up on the bed. "Will you just leave? I don't feel great..." He frowned at his father.
"What is it? Keelia, you know you can talk to me, honey..."
He got up and walked over to his father. "Please, leave me alone for two seconds!"
Anasterian sighed and walked out of the room. "Alright..."
Kael closed the door behind him and went to get ready for the night out.
He put on his binder and quickly put together an outfit for the day.
He wasn't feeling particularly confident in the look to be honest. He might've been feeling cocky and rude today, but the second the way he looked came into question? All that smugness goes out the window.
---
Kael blinked behind the mansion to the usual spot, with his friends already waiting for him, two of them absolutely drenched in rain while Rommath was the only one under an umbrella.
"Hi..."
"Just hi? The fuck, man?" Halduron hugged him.
"OH MY BELORE YOU'RE SO COLD!" Kael pulled back and playfully punched him in the shoulder. "How very dare you, sir..."
"Are we going?" Rommath said, looking up from his phone. "You look handsome, Kael..." He stated dryly.
"Thank you, you do as well..." He smiled at him.
"I think we should go before your dad notices you left..." Lor'themar chuckled. "And we really need some fire magic over here..."
"Rom could've dried your clothes already-"
"Why would I do that? They should've brought umbrellas..." Rommath rolled his eyes.
"Rommie..." Kael giggled.
"Ughhhhh... You act like you aren't the stronger one of us..." He said, slowly walking away from the house.
---
When they got to the bar (and dried Lor and Hal's clothes) they sat down at a booth in the corner. Immediatelly ordering some drinks to start with.
"How was your day, by the way? You were at home, right, Kael?" Lor'themar started, taking a sip.
"Oh yeah... I didn't have any classes in uni today so I just... Read a book and shit..." He smiled, also sipping on his drink.
"I will never understand... NEVER... How you can read books for fun..." Halduron joined in.
"That's because you're fucking dyslexic, Hal..." Rommath chuckled.
"Hey! That hurt! It's true but it hurt!" Hal was laughing his ass off trying not to spill his drink.
"And what did you guys do?" Kael asked.
"Well I went to class and later, Hal, Sylvanas and I went to archery practice..." He shrugged. "But nothing very eventful happened..."
"I went to class, to work and then I had a job interview for my summer job-" Rommath started.
"Belore dammit, Rommath, you have no chill." Halduron said.
"What? I would be bored just sitting at home like someone..." He smirked and looked over at Kael.
"I don't sit at home willingly! I just can't do a lot of shit because father would be worried sick..."
"And... why do you care if he's worried or not? You are an adult, Kael..." Rommath shook his head.
"I wouldn't care if he didn't make me feel so bad about it... He shouldn't even worry about me going out with friends every once in a while but noooo I have to sneak out like a sixteen year old..."
"I mean you do act like a sixteen year old sometimes... But that's not important..." Rommath took a sip of his drink. "You are constantly worrying about him worrying about you... that's not healthy for either of you..."
"I know... But me not being out to him is also not the healthiest situation now, is it?" Kael cringed at the thought. "He still sees me as his little... girl..."
"Ugh... What did he say this time, hon?" Rom moved one of his hands to Kael's knee and looked into his eyes. "You okay?"
"Of course I'm okay... I'm used to it by this point. He just called me a young lady again. Like using my deadname isn't bad already. But- he doesn't know so it's- so it's fine I guess..."
"It's not fine if you feel hurt by it... Even if he doesn't know..."
"Belore, Rom, can we just drink in peace without talking about my identity crisis?"
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They sat there for a while, drinking their little cocktails, talking, when Hal had the genius thought of doing shots. And Kael had an even more genius idea of making it a competition between the two.
Kael was feeling more than just tipsy when he felt a slight tap on his shoulder. He turned around and froze.
"Keelia, what did I tell you-?"
"Dad, I-" Suddenly he felt as if his whole stomach turned.
"You what? I don't understand what you're trying to do by constantly acting like a-"
"Dad, I don't feel too good..."
"Oh my belore, sweetie..." Anasterian brushed back his hair.
"I mean-" And in a second or two, his stomach chose to leave the conversation right onto a pair Anasterian's expensive shoes.
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He didn't remember much of last night when he got up on his bed in the morning with a raging headache. He was still wearing his binder and god did it feel like it was crushing his ribs after so long.
He slowly sat up and looked over at the side table with a piece of paper, a pill and a glass of water placed on it.
Kael reached for the paper, picking it up and reading the text on it.
"Don't do that again and call me if you need anything
-A.S."
Kael chuckled.
"I love you, dad."
Anasterian // Continued from here
Anasterian had been going through reports when his son arrived. He let out a sigh and held up a hand for silence as he read through the ranger general’s most recent update on the state of the villages. He shook his head and finally looked up to address the prince.
“I did your Highness, I am pleased you arrived in a timely manner.” He replied, hiding his tiredness.
The king cleared his throat and set down the report.
“As you may have heard the orcish horde came to our doorstep and burned our forests. They also sacked the villages according to Ranger General Windrunner’s report.” He started to explain in a tone befitting his authority as he once again read the report.
“They aligned themselves with our enemy, the Amani and invaded our lands.” He continued on unsure of how much his son had been informed.
“What I have brought you here for is the runestones protecting our lands, I need to know if they’ve been weakened. There will be meetings on those matters and more, but first I would have you speak with the other magister’s.” He said and then allowed some warmth into his voice, “other than this dire reason I brought you here, I am pleased to see you my son.”
Kael’thas watched the king set down the missive, seeming to falter in his resolve, but any hint of possible fatigue Kael could even begin to analyze was gone in an instant as Anasterian found his authoritarian voice again.
As he read the missive, Kael failed to hide the slight annoyance cracking in his otherwise passive countenance. Of course the Amani would seek an alliance with these green-skinned savages. No wonder they broke into Quel’Thalas so easily. Between the Amani’s knowledge of their millennia-old enemy and the red dragons that carried them to victory, the orcs seemed hell-bent on destruction.
And now he had come to survey the damage done, to look much more closely upon the once-glorious everbark trees, now cindered to smoke and ash. If they wanted to start a forest fire, they would no doubt fight fire with fire.
And not a moment too soon.
“I will gather information from Grand Magister Belo’vir and the Farstriders. They will know best what transpired here. Until then--”
He felt an odd sensation in the core of his chest when his father responded with a warmth that Kael had not heard in a long time. He wanted to, and didn’t want to, welcome it--half-wanted to treat the sentiment as matters of the crown to save face and half-wanted this to be a personal, heart-to-heart, father to son. He would never admit that perhaps he, too, missed the father in the king.
“It is good to see you, too, Father,” he said. “I... trust you have been well?”
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