Miles Edgeworth (defyingxgravity) wrote in kof, @ 2009-05-03 21:49:00 |
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Current location: | Homez. |
Current mood: | artistic |
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Entry tags: | fanfic |
Song Fic!
Title: If Ash Were King
Pairing: Ash/Oswald
Rating: K (6 + )
Description: Ash is sitting on his high rise apartment's roof top and singing begins but not some silly song. Something he really wishes. Oswald there to watch him on close by.
Disclaimers: Characters and places are property of SNK Playmore. Song: Song lyrics property of Tom Petty.
There sits a devious individual along the roof top of his villa. The elegant yet harsh blonde files his finger nails while sitting along the lounge chair. The man hums to his self while occupying his time. Those eyes focus on his nails while they get filed. Ash thinks about life if he were king. The riches in the world! He’ll be able to stomp on those who oppose him as well…! He chuckles darkly to that thought before placing the file down for a moment.
The blonde rubs along a cheek while thinking along to a song. “It’s good to be king… If just for a while.” He imagines his self dressed in royal black and red. He smirks at the beautiful thought of it. “To be there in velvet~. Yea…to give them a smile.”
Ash raises the hand up and wiggles his fingers. Those eyes flash a hint of trouble in them. He meant business to be king… Maybe one day. Right? It helps to imagine and dream of those days. Ossy would be honored. Of course a lover of the blonde’s could get high privileges. He lets out a sigh before taking up the glass of wine and giving a sip. He hums again as he thinks more.
He leans back along the lounge chair and looks up to the sky. “It’s good to get high~… And never come down.” He flicks some cold water along his cheeks. “It’s good to be king of your own little town.” He imagines people bowing down to him with goods. Nail polish of his kinds being given. Clothes he demanded to be made for him.
The blonde laughs to his self at his thoughts. People already found him to be unstoppable. What’s another little piece of chaos for him? He stands up giving a stretch. Ash looks over the city where he stands. He could rule over all those worthless and boring people. Even those who call their selves fighters… Hah! The green flames flicker within his open hand as he creates the flame for a moment. Braces shine in the sunlight while that smile widens even more.
“Yea~! The world would swing~! Oh~, if I were king!” The blonde reaches up to the sky singing out now in his own little world. Ash stomps his boot to the ground in frustration. “Can I help it if I… Still dream time to time…” He leans back and turns to walk over to the chair.
He settles back down and thinks on what the world would be like if he were in charge. Reality changes into fantasy and Ash in royal clothing. This is what he wants… He leans back along his throne and grins at the position he’s in. The blonde summons his guards to fetch some worthless fighter to fight against another. Ah, this is the life! Ash feels so right in this spot and no one could say anything about it. He grins maliciously at whom the guards throw in. Ooh… This is too good to be true! Shen Woo against Duo Lon~.
He waves his hand to begin the battle. The blonde still daydreams at the moment of his victory. “It’s good to be king…and have your own way.” He claps at what he’s done. Those two love one another and have to fight! Ash laughs and waves a hand to motion Oswald over. “Get a feeling of peace…at the end of the day.” He kisses the older gentleman upon the lips. Oh the pain of it all…not for him but them!
The two at the throne kiss and give a show. The two on the floor look up at the show and try to sneak off. Oswald points out to the two trying to escape from the fight. Ash eyes them and sends forth his own army of guards he made after them. He tugs Oswald close and pouts childishly. The older man pets the ‘king’ along the back comfortingly. Oh… It’s good to be king. Alas, this is only a dream.
“When your bulldog barks…and your canary sings…” He looks up as his image fades back to reality. The sadness of it all! Ash shakes his head snapping back to reality. “You’re out there with winners… It’s good to be king.” He pushes away from the chair walking over to the edge of the roof.
He watches the people down below doing their own things. Those people had no idea what he thought of… There could be some time for groveling at his feet. People would bow down and kiss his feet. Worship him. Idolize him. Build a statue of the sexy blonde! Ash sighs faintly at the thought… This all is such a sweet thought. He watches a bird soar in the sky flying high. Oswald walks up from the stairs and up behind the other. He could tell the blonde was not feeling his best. No fun tonight if Ash is feeling gloomy.
Ash looks over his shoulder and gives a nod to the older man. He reaches up brushing fingers along those cheeks of Oswald’s. He keeps his gaze upon Oswald’s own. The older gent’ would like to know what the other is thinking for sure.
“Yea, I’ll be king~…when dogs~ get wings…” He mentions to the other before looking for a way to do such! Maybe if he punctured holes in the sides of the dogs with bird wings! Even better…GLUE! “Can I help it if I…still dream time to time…”
Oswald holds Ash to him and comforts his love. The older man would not be getting anything tonight if the other is like this! He hums softly to the blonde. Ash begins to feel his body sway with the movement of the other. His eyes had been closed for a minute or two while he stays in those arms. Ash looks up for a moment to look up at Oswald. The older gent’ gives a charming smile to the blonde. Ash huffs softly before giving in.
Oswald begins to sing in words of a song to the other. Softly at first, he sings. “Many's the time I ran with you down…the rainy roads of our old town~.” He whispers in song to the blonde. Oswald didn’t care if he sounds out of tune. He wants the other to relax.
Ash looks away from the other with a look in his eyes. How foolish of the other to believe he could make all go better with a song. The younger man isn’t easy to please. He knows that Oswald knows this. The first few nights alone with Ash was all it took. The blonde thinks on his dreams… The older man takes the other and gives Ash a spin. The other spins to a stop near the table that holds the wine glass. He narrows his eyes toward Oswald.
The other man comes closer to him with a hand stretched out towards Ash. “Many the lives we lived in each day…and buried all together…” He stops before the other watching Ash’s movement.
Ash crosses his arms not amused by this and turns to the side. Oswald isn’t about to give up on the other. He wanted to get some action tonight in bed! He tugs Ash by the shoulders over to him. The older man turns the other to look up his way. The blonde threatens with the flames in one hand. It will take more than that to scare this old man away. He counters with a card in one hand. The blonde smirks faintly at the other’s determination. Maybe…after a little more faux moping…
“Don’t laugh at me…!” He stresses to the other male. “Don’t look away…!” Oswald says to Ash in song of course. How right it is to a point too.
Ash laughs a bit before he coos in song to the older man. He sways from side to side while circling the table. He feigns as if he’s helpless. Oh, tease. Tease… The blonde never gives anyone an easy time. It all plays to his amusement of course. He places an arm up over his fore like a helpless chick. Oswald blinks and shakes his head. Why!? Why must Ash be so cruel…? He steps closer to where Ash stands.
“Where is my master…rebel prince~…who will shut all of these windows…” The blonde sings to the older male. He sways in frenzy to his faux dismay. “It’s these windows all around me~…” He falls back against Oswald while looking up to the man. “It’s these windows who are telling me…to rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness~.”
Oswald snorts to that last line. Like when did Ash ever have a precious little pure spark in him? NEVER! He however did love the younger male for as long as Ash is willing to hold onto him. The other did feign it so well though. Ash gives a chuckle while kissing Os on his lips. Score! Oswald will be getting some action tonight after all! The older gent’ kisses Ash in return before scooping the other up in arms. The younger man leans back in those arms and relaxes for now. But he would plot for his total dictatorship over all…another day! Tomorrow maybe.