\Trash of the count's family/ I Ship everybody to Our Dearests Cale

As Ocean Blue Meets Scarlet Red (1/1)

Summary:

Cale Henituse. He was a Man with Flaming Red Scarlet Hair like the Sun Setting Sunset that contrasted his Own Ocean Blue. Although Fire and Water never Mixed, perhaps with him, things could change.

Paseton decided to be a little bit Selfish.

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Paseton x Cale

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Cale Henituse was the esteemed hero of the Eastern And Western Continent. he was known as the Clever and quick-witted Commander, the first son of a Dukedom, a legend that will be passed down in history. yes, that was what Cale Henituse was to the public eye.

However, for Paseton, Cale was more than just a Hero. he was his Savior, someone who brought Him back from the brink of death. Even now, the image of His flaming Red Scarlet hair glistening upon the Moonlight Sky never left him.

Cale: "Yes I'll Save you."

Those very words continued to echo through his Mind.

Although Paseton knew that his feelings regarding the former Commander weren't specific to himself, as the Red-headed man was highly regarded by everyone, he couldn't help but think there were was more to his emotions than just pure respect.

The revelation, he came upon when he visited The elf Village with Cale and his partly their own plan to lit the gorge on fire.

Seeing how Cale effortlessly got along with everyone and anyone regardless of their Race or Species, Paseton's eyes couldn't help but wonder upon the man. A unique existence never to be seen again. That's what he thought at first.

However, rather than feeling reverence for the man's ability to be  Compatible with even the usually snobbish elves, another feeling Arose within.

It was a Dark and Ugly feeling that gripped his conscience and Mind.

It was Jealousy.

<<< Yonaka/Me: Jealousy jealousy~ >>>

But why? was it because his experiences weren't unique to his own? why would he feel jealousy?

Well, Paseton did have a rough idea of why he would feel jealous. he began to think that he was too selfish. he had no right to feel such a way towards someone like the young Master.

Paseton: "Hah..."

A light sigh escapes from his mouth as he looks upon the iron walls of the Henituse Duchy. upon that his father was planning on sending a representative to give a gift to the hero for his past work. Paseton made the rash decision to volunteer.

He began to recall the conversation he had with his father.

The Whale King Shickler: "You wish to go Paseton? Are you sure? I never expected you to volunteer for such a thing,"

Hearing such words from his son, the Whale king Shickler was naturally a bit taken aback. After all, Pasteon, due to his reserved nature, was someone who usually preferred to stay in the back. He wasn't the type who would go out of his way to deliver something like a message or a gift.