Poenus: How Azrael falls (BL)

The Dagger

He woke up with a start, and unconsciously hugged himself as if to protect himself from danger. The events of yesterday was still clear in his mind, how he was almost raped when Draco had saved him.  When he arrive he looked terrifying but at the same time bewitchingly handsome under the moonlight with his wings gloriously extended at his back. Then he passed out as the raven haired general held him in his arms. He felt at ease and while unconscious, there was a feeling of comfort next to him and he had tried to reach out to it begging for its presence to stay, it did and he found himself sleeping comfortably in a long time. Blearily he rubbed his eyes when he realized his left hand was intertwined with a pale hand, their skin colors contrasting with each other. His eyes widened as he followed where the arm was connected and found Draco, his head supported by his other arm, thankfully he was asleep his dark lashes a contrast to his pale skin dark hair was pooled around him.

He looked at their hands again and his cheeks filled with embarrassment as he realized that Draco's grip was loose and he was the one who was clutching the general's hand. Hastily he pulled away clutching his hand to his chest when he realized he was dressed differently. Unlike his usual outfit that showed of his shoulders and sides he found himself wearing an outfit similar to the raven haired general as it hung to his slender frame. Unlike Draco who's shirt clung to his torso defining his muscles, the shirt hung to him like a rag.

It was still early as he looked at the window, the first rays of sunshine was hardly visible. His body was always waking before the sunrise a trait he had earned ever since he was trained as an assassin. He looked back to the general who was still sleeping peacefully, when he had tried to leave the country the raven haired general had plagued his mind and a voice at the back of hus mind kept nagging to go back. He had ignored it of course but the farther he went his chest had hurt with a unfamiliar pain, he was passing through an alley while contemplating on the alien feeling when he was assaulted. He fought and resisted but 4 men was too much for his body that was still recovering from the soul merging fiasco. Mina had told her it would take some time to his body to adjust and he should expect some changes, a month had passed but nothing was happening out of the ordinary. When Draco saved him his body wanted to desperately run to him and his chest felt like bursting. He ran a hand against his chest where he could feel the heart beating.

The presence of someone about to enter the room made him look at the double doors as it opened softly as a middle aged woman with cinnamon for hair and cobalt blue eyes entered. When the woman spotted him her eyes widened and she stood there staring at him. If he remembered she was Draco's attendant, they had never met but he would sometimes spot her by Draco's side from time to time.

He stared back unsure of what to do or even say. Finally her eyes landed on the general slumped at the side of the bed. Her face was uncertain and he understood why, it was obvious that the attendant was aware of who he was and his connection to the raven haired general. Not only uncertain afraid as well, being an assassin he needed to have good observation skills and he could read the woman like an open book. Her rubbing the side of her skirt meant she was nervous and how her eyes darted around meant she was conflicted. She sighed and gave him a timid smile as she made her way to the general gently shaking him awake.

"General, please wake up." her voice was gentle as if she never raised her voice once in her life.

The said general whined and grumbled slowly lifting his head and naturally the first thing Draco would see was him. The general squinted his eyes adjusting it from the dim room. He got a clear view of the general's face, and he admitted with his hair down that his beauty mark made him look a bit feminine.

"Oh you're awake." the general blinked and glanced at his attendant as if realizing her existence was there.

"Sasha prepare two sets of my casual wear, try to find a size that would suit him and towels as well." the attendant looked unsure but she nodded and excused herself