For the Sake of Peace
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Category:
S through Z › Underworld
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,604
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Underworld, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part Six
Part Six: Stubborn Fool at Twelve O’clock
Raze wakes up the next morning and finds that Soren is indeed cuddled to his body. He knows that once the pale skinned male wakes up, he’s going to get mad and blame him. It would be so easy to just tie the male to the bed until he smartened-up but Raze wasn’t about to unduly force him. He knows that this needed to work for both groups’ sakes. He only wonders if he’d be sane by the end of it. ‘I’m married to an icicle,’ he thinks irritably, ‘I cannot believe this. He married me to a damn ICICLE!’ One of these days he was going to say no to Lucian…for his sanity’s sake if nothing else. He just could not keep getting the short end of the stick for the rest of eternity just because he was Lucian’s right-hand man.
He manages to untangle himself from Soren without waking the male up and heads into the bathroom to take a shower due to his close proximity to his husband. “I cannot do this for the rest of eternity,” he grumbles, “That male HAS to get over himself.” He highly doubts that is possible and growls to himself as he starts the shower. He really, REALLY was going to kill Lucian and Kraven for this. There was no need to torture him for their stupidity. He absolutely could NOT wait to get back to the coven house so that their problems could be played out in front of both groups. They were NEVER going to keep the peace. It just wasn’t a possibility.
An hour passes before Raze dares step from the bathroom and Soren is out again. He sighs and dries off before deciding to go and find his errant husband to make sure no one else has tried to hurt him or to keep him from opening his mouth and getting himself killed. He would probably be playing bodyguard for the rest of his life. ‘Figures that this is the way I get repaid for being immortal,’ he thinks morosely, ‘I cannot believe this is what I get for protecting Lucian all these centuries.’
A knock at the door interrupts his annoyed musings. “What?” he snarls.
“You ARE going to go and make sure Soren doesn’t do anything stupid…right?” Kraven asks at the door.
“Did I sign up to be his fucking KEEPER, too?” he explodes furiously, “if that vampire wants to be an idiot, let him! It might teach him a thing or two!”
“He’s depriving you of sex, isn’t he?”
“How did you know?”
“Because…it’s Soren. Just know this; there are things in his past that haunt him terribly. Please, be careful with him…he’s fragile.”
“He’s fragile? Why don’t you warn a person before you mate him to someone else! I would like the warning labels BEFOREHAND!”
Kraven sighs softly. “Raze, would you stop protesting and just listen? He was not treated well in the past and prefers not to admit to things that haunt him.”
Raze glares at him. “I really, really don’t care what it is you are trying to tell me. I NEVER asked to have to marry that frigid, problem-ridden male. In fact, I would have preferred to be left completely alone!”
“Well, obviously that isn’t going to happen now. However, you need to understand that if you think your relationship is hard NOW, just wait until the two of you are back in the coven house. You two NEED to be able to live with each other WITHOUT killing each other!”
“Well, obviously THAT is not going to happen! We can’t stay in the same room without wanting to do the other bodily harm!”
Kraven sighs softly. “Look, just…be patient with him. I know he’s stubborn and an idiot at time but…he’ll come around. Just go and make sure your pack-mates aren’t trying to skin him.”
Muttering about needing a millennia’s worth of therapy after this, he reluctantly grabs his jacket and heads out to find his elusive mate. He doubts their relationship was ever going to work and that it would be a miracle if they could live without killing each other. However, Kraven’s words start eating away at the edges of his hard-won control. He finds himself wanting to know what it was that Soren was hiding. He suddenly hate’s Kraven for piquing his interest in the male he was mated to. He wanted to hate him and go about his life, not look for him and wonder what it was that had him so afraid of physicality between men. He had a pretty good idea of what had transpired to make him fear being taken at all. He just doesn’t want to be right. He prays to any beings still listening that it is not the reason he thinks it is.
He finds Soren nearby curled on a park bench. “You know, you should stay nearby,” he comments, “I would hate to have to kill my fellow Lycans for harassing you.”
“Go away,” the vampire mutters curling his body as tightly as he can.
Raze sighs. “Why are you constantly running from me?”
“Because I hate you!” Soren snaps.
Raze glares at the male though since his back was turned Soren wouldn’t see his expression. “You know, this isn’t a picnic for me either,” he mutters.
“You should be happy knowing that you basically can control me!” Soren fires back.
“This isn’t a competition and I am NOT trying to OWN you!” Raze snarls back, “You are NOT a prize to be won!”
“Oh, do you honestly expect me to believe that you actually feel that way?” he yells back.
“If you would stop screaming for two minutes and LISTEN maybe you’d know the truth of the matter!” Raze snarls. Something in his tone makes Soren go quiet and he looks at him. “You are incorrigible about this. Look, I am not about to argue with you for hours about this. I am not trying to run your life nor am I trying to make you miserable.”
“You could have fooled me!”
Raze sighs. “Soren, would you please LISTEN and not ASSUME things?!”
“Why don’t you leave me alone?”
“Because I happen to be married to you and that is no longer an option at the moment.”
“Read my lips, Raze: I do NOT want to be married to you!”
“And read mine: that is NOT a valid argument.”
Soren glares at him before getting off of the bench. “I will NOT have this conversation with you. I want to go back to the coven house and pretend that you don’t exist!”
“You can’t, Soren,” Raze tells him sounding close to exhausted. He could not keep doing this with the male for the rest of eternity. There was no reason for him to do that other than the fact that he was trying to help Lucian. ‘I am going to kill you, Lucian,’ he thinks, ‘One of these days, I am just going to do the world a favor and finish what Kraven started.’
Raze wakes up the next morning and finds that Soren is indeed cuddled to his body. He knows that once the pale skinned male wakes up, he’s going to get mad and blame him. It would be so easy to just tie the male to the bed until he smartened-up but Raze wasn’t about to unduly force him. He knows that this needed to work for both groups’ sakes. He only wonders if he’d be sane by the end of it. ‘I’m married to an icicle,’ he thinks irritably, ‘I cannot believe this. He married me to a damn ICICLE!’ One of these days he was going to say no to Lucian…for his sanity’s sake if nothing else. He just could not keep getting the short end of the stick for the rest of eternity just because he was Lucian’s right-hand man.
He manages to untangle himself from Soren without waking the male up and heads into the bathroom to take a shower due to his close proximity to his husband. “I cannot do this for the rest of eternity,” he grumbles, “That male HAS to get over himself.” He highly doubts that is possible and growls to himself as he starts the shower. He really, REALLY was going to kill Lucian and Kraven for this. There was no need to torture him for their stupidity. He absolutely could NOT wait to get back to the coven house so that their problems could be played out in front of both groups. They were NEVER going to keep the peace. It just wasn’t a possibility.
An hour passes before Raze dares step from the bathroom and Soren is out again. He sighs and dries off before deciding to go and find his errant husband to make sure no one else has tried to hurt him or to keep him from opening his mouth and getting himself killed. He would probably be playing bodyguard for the rest of his life. ‘Figures that this is the way I get repaid for being immortal,’ he thinks morosely, ‘I cannot believe this is what I get for protecting Lucian all these centuries.’
A knock at the door interrupts his annoyed musings. “What?” he snarls.
“You ARE going to go and make sure Soren doesn’t do anything stupid…right?” Kraven asks at the door.
“Did I sign up to be his fucking KEEPER, too?” he explodes furiously, “if that vampire wants to be an idiot, let him! It might teach him a thing or two!”
“He’s depriving you of sex, isn’t he?”
“How did you know?”
“Because…it’s Soren. Just know this; there are things in his past that haunt him terribly. Please, be careful with him…he’s fragile.”
“He’s fragile? Why don’t you warn a person before you mate him to someone else! I would like the warning labels BEFOREHAND!”
Kraven sighs softly. “Raze, would you stop protesting and just listen? He was not treated well in the past and prefers not to admit to things that haunt him.”
Raze glares at him. “I really, really don’t care what it is you are trying to tell me. I NEVER asked to have to marry that frigid, problem-ridden male. In fact, I would have preferred to be left completely alone!”
“Well, obviously that isn’t going to happen now. However, you need to understand that if you think your relationship is hard NOW, just wait until the two of you are back in the coven house. You two NEED to be able to live with each other WITHOUT killing each other!”
“Well, obviously THAT is not going to happen! We can’t stay in the same room without wanting to do the other bodily harm!”
Kraven sighs softly. “Look, just…be patient with him. I know he’s stubborn and an idiot at time but…he’ll come around. Just go and make sure your pack-mates aren’t trying to skin him.”
Muttering about needing a millennia’s worth of therapy after this, he reluctantly grabs his jacket and heads out to find his elusive mate. He doubts their relationship was ever going to work and that it would be a miracle if they could live without killing each other. However, Kraven’s words start eating away at the edges of his hard-won control. He finds himself wanting to know what it was that Soren was hiding. He suddenly hate’s Kraven for piquing his interest in the male he was mated to. He wanted to hate him and go about his life, not look for him and wonder what it was that had him so afraid of physicality between men. He had a pretty good idea of what had transpired to make him fear being taken at all. He just doesn’t want to be right. He prays to any beings still listening that it is not the reason he thinks it is.
He finds Soren nearby curled on a park bench. “You know, you should stay nearby,” he comments, “I would hate to have to kill my fellow Lycans for harassing you.”
“Go away,” the vampire mutters curling his body as tightly as he can.
Raze sighs. “Why are you constantly running from me?”
“Because I hate you!” Soren snaps.
Raze glares at the male though since his back was turned Soren wouldn’t see his expression. “You know, this isn’t a picnic for me either,” he mutters.
“You should be happy knowing that you basically can control me!” Soren fires back.
“This isn’t a competition and I am NOT trying to OWN you!” Raze snarls back, “You are NOT a prize to be won!”
“Oh, do you honestly expect me to believe that you actually feel that way?” he yells back.
“If you would stop screaming for two minutes and LISTEN maybe you’d know the truth of the matter!” Raze snarls. Something in his tone makes Soren go quiet and he looks at him. “You are incorrigible about this. Look, I am not about to argue with you for hours about this. I am not trying to run your life nor am I trying to make you miserable.”
“You could have fooled me!”
Raze sighs. “Soren, would you please LISTEN and not ASSUME things?!”
“Why don’t you leave me alone?”
“Because I happen to be married to you and that is no longer an option at the moment.”
“Read my lips, Raze: I do NOT want to be married to you!”
“And read mine: that is NOT a valid argument.”
Soren glares at him before getting off of the bench. “I will NOT have this conversation with you. I want to go back to the coven house and pretend that you don’t exist!”
“You can’t, Soren,” Raze tells him sounding close to exhausted. He could not keep doing this with the male for the rest of eternity. There was no reason for him to do that other than the fact that he was trying to help Lucian. ‘I am going to kill you, Lucian,’ he thinks, ‘One of these days, I am just going to do the world a favor and finish what Kraven started.’