(( SO THIS IS MADELINE the Larvesta. I kind of gave her a redesign and dropped her age down...because I think Paris and Lani can't just have one child...they definitely needed a little girl! She will most likely be Paris' little princess :I <3 ))
It was almost...half a year now. It was amazing how quickly it all seemed to have gone by and yet...it was slow and simple for the time being as well. Lani and Paris...there was no doubt that the two truly wanted to spend the rest of their lives together...how much they loved each other. It was like they had always been together...and that nothing bad could ever tear them apart...nothing at all. Paris was good to him...he was good to Lani and he was perfect in everyway possible. They both had their messes and yet...Paris always over looked his. He loved Paris with all his heart...he did truely.
...thats why it hurt...as badly as it did...
Lani hadn't slept...for days now...almost weeks. It had been so long ago when he had that horrid nightmare...but everything had been fine after...he didn't have it again. Paris was such a love and cared for Lani those times...staying with him for weeks and weeks...and everything was fine. But then...the letters started to come again...threatening Lani...the phone calls and such. Lani did his best to ignore them...they were all from Tyson, who finally seemed to gather himself and put on his tough guy act once again...even after Paris kicked his ass. But the last letter...
Lani gripped it tightly in his hands, parts of it were burned from his Flash Fire. The cigarette had trembled between his lips as he did his best to try to calm down. This letter...was the worst of them all. He wasn't threatening Lani anymore...but...but he was threatening Paris...and every fear from that one night came rushing back. No...not Paris....he honestly wasn't sure if he was going to have someone come after him or what...but that letter said alot. And Lani knew they weren't empty threats....not when speaking abouit Paris. He felt sick...all of this was...just...just SICK. Why...why couldn't he just be happy for once in his life...why wasn't he allowed to be in love and to live out the rest of his days in bliss?
He looked into the letter once again, only reading over the very last line, the one that held his ultimatium. Lani shsut his eyes feeling the tears hit hard but tried his best not to let them fall. If he did...he'd never be able to do this...and there would be hell from this point on. He...he couldn't bare for Paris to be hurt...in any kind of way. He'd never forgive himself...but forgiveness didn't seem like it would happen either way at this point. " Paris..." he choked back a sob and tightened his grip on the letlter. They had...a date tonight...Paris wanted to celebrate them almost being a year long and going strong. It made it that much more painful to see him.
Paris didn't...know about anything....yeah, Lani had been acting a little off as of late, and while he questioned him...since the last time he had done such a thing he had ran off, Lani smiled and told him it was nothing...that he hadn't gotten much sleep...but he was trying to fix that. Paris seemed to buy it. This couldn't linger any longer...there wasn't goign to be a date...Lani...needed to see Paris...talk to him. Right now.
The more he waited the more...it was going to hurt.
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He stood outside Paris' apartment door. Maka...shouldn't have been home at this time...good...one less opinion and protest for Lani to deal with. He was...he looked a mess. Dark circles under his eyes...they were red. He smelled heavily of spoke which was a bit much for Lani to say the least. He paused before knocking the door with the back of his hand. He shoved hsi hands back into his pockets and rocked on his feet a little bit. He...he wasn't wearing his necklace. Or at least it wasn't shown...he had tucked it under his scarf and shirt. He couldn't look at it...
" ...some one kill me now.." he muttered to himself...hearing the footsteps come to the door and the door unlocking.
Adopted child of Paris and Lani <3 Of course not till waaaaaay in the future but you know ModNiko and I can't really help ourselves with these two :I <3
this was the last thing i did before my tablet crapped out on me :C I might not finish this or much of anything else until like august 1st maybe because thats when my new one is coming THANKS TO THE BEST PERSON IN THE WORLD BREATHES HARD. but yeah sorry for not finishing these soon
It had truly been a long week, to say the least. Lani had been doing his best not to be sad without Paris…it was a little pathetic how down he seemed without his lover boy…well that was just it…he was in love. Lani had come to that conclusion a long while ago…though he tried to deny himself of the feeling…Lani…knew it was love. He had the next two days off…and Paris would be home by then…he couldn’t wait. Though the week hadn’t been…all that bad. Feurisson had been such a wonderful companion and at times Lani found himself talk to the doll like he would Paris! He felt a little silly…but he only did it in the comfort of his own home. Though…he was very grateful that Paris had left him with Lani…for Lani…was receiving some trouble as of late.
He sighed heavily, carefully tucking away yet another letter from his family. They always ended with a write back soon…with number written in chicken scratch and all. For all the weeks for Paris to be gone…he was glad he wasn’t here to find these…after all he was practically moved in to the apartment. He didn’t know what he would do if he found these…semi overwhelming letters. “ Geez…” he muttered, falling back onto the bed and looking up at his ceiling. Lani frowned deeply, not all that pleased with his situation…knowing he’d have to take care of it soon. “ I don’t really know what to do…” he said softly, taking in another sigh before pulling himself up. His toned and lanky legs crossed, looking down at Feurisson as he sat up in front of him. He gave a silly grin.
“ Yeah wanna finish up that touch up love?” he cooed at the stuffed toy, laughing as he wiggled his hands and his little sewing kick and some new material had come closer to the bed. Ever since he had gotten Paris’ little gift…he had been doing all that he could to give it a proper touch up, a nice little surprise for his boyfriend. Heh…boyfriend. “ You know…Your friend is quite the charmer~” he sat the doll in his lap, threading the needle a little bit and starting to go in at the doll. “ …I wonder how he managed to get all those lovely gifts without me knowing…sneaky boy he is” he laughed a little bit, picking up the doll. He was graceful at almost everything that he did…careful not to prick himself or anything or mess up the stitching. He could pretty much match everything so it looked good as new…well not too knew. Lani didn’t want to get rid of the memories that were stuffed in that doll. “ …you know…I think its precious he still has you…I use to have stuffed doll too…it was a little Clefairy….” He smirked a little, pulling the needle through.
“ …my older brother thought it was too girly for me…so he took it and hid it. When I found it it was pretty messed up…I was really upset” he resewed the dolls eyes a little, looking it over some before going back to fixing the stitching. “ …that’s when I first learned how to sew…I manage to salvage what I could…in the end it didn’t last too much longer, but I was happy I had it for as long as I did” He sighed once again, looking to the drawer where he had hid all the letters. “ Paris takes really good care of you…for the most part Im very impressed…he’s been melting most of things lately…but I know none of it was on purpose…he can’t help himself. He’s such a goof ball…but hey that’s what I love---“
Lani paused, a huge rush of heat hitting his cheeks suddenly. He was just taking to the doll…it wasn’t a big deal…really. But still. The word just…sort of came out so naturally. His heart was racing terribly fast and he quickly held Paris---Feurisson to his chest, closing his eyes. “ …I love him” he sighed heavily…but happily all in the same, pulling the doll from him to look at it. “ I love Paris. With everything…he really…well…” he smiled a little, blushing softly, “ …heh…I wish I could explain…” he brought his knees to his chest. “ …Ive only been in love like this once…and that…was when I bought my first pair of heels…never like this with a real person…” he chuckled softly, feeling his face just burn. “ …he’s really something…something that I’ve always wanted…not just as a lover but as a person as well. He gives me something different than Madame and the others. He loves me….well at least I hope he does…” he looked into those black button eyes and laughed a little. “ …and even if he didn’t…I would still love him…” Lani held the doll close as he rested his head in his knees. “ …I’d still love him…because…it’s the first time I have ever been…so comfortable being me around someone…he’s not ashamed of me…he accepts me and really enjoys every part of me…”
Lani was beyond smitten…infatuated…he loved Paris dearly…and it scared him a little. More so with what was going on with his family trying to contact him. He didn’t want Paris involved in that…not at all…he didn’t need to be. He didn’t want anyone from his family to hurt him. But…maybe Paris would understand…and still be here for him. “ ……” he looked up, then sighed once again, going back to work on the doll for his man, smiling a little.
“ …whatever happens…happens….just hope he’s willing to take that wild ride with me along the way…heh…”
Lani knows all about Paris' Quilava doll and thinks its absolutely precious. Its a bit old and sometimes it tears....but Lani knowing his way around a needle and thread makes sure that Paris' stuffed animal stays in tip top shape so its always as good as new! He knows Paris appreciates it
Also whenever Paris goes back home to visit family for a while...he leaves the doll with Lani, so that he won't be lonely. Lani will snuggle and love on the doll until the real comes back