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Post by Darknight on Apr 1, 2007 14:21:49 GMT -5
Title: Hands Down
Artist: Dashboard Confessional
Chapters: Oneshot
Author: Darknight
Pairing: GraystripexSilverstream
Rating: [Pg]
Summary: The growing relationship between Graystripe and Silverstream.
Warning: N/A (?)
Disclaimer: Ahh, bummer, I don't own Warriors.
Beta: (Again, if you're interested, PM me.)
Cover: N/A
Author's Notes: I'm not sure if this is exactly where this goes, but I couldn't find a section for Songfics, so I'm guessing this can go here.
Breathe in for luck.
Breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed, you share with me.
This night is wild, so calm and dull.
These hearts, they race, from self-control.
Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine.
We're doing fine.
We're doing nothing at all.
It had started out as a game. Graystripe admired her pretty fur as she dropped the prey at her feet, giving him a triumphant look.
"Three against your two. I'm beginning to think you're just letting me win." The expression on her face changed to an accusing glare.
"Me? Never." Graystripe smiled, feeling as if his chest were on fire as she returned the smile.
That was how it had started. A game. On opposite sides of the river.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
There was no prey this time. She swam across the river without a word, her blue eyes on him the entire time. She stepped from the water, her fur dripping water, but neither of them seemed to notice. He was aware that he was standing right in front of her, but he couldn't quite recall how he'd gotten there... She reached out and their noses touched for the first time. Graystripe trembled lightly; her mere touch sent lightning though him.
The words are hushed, "let's not get busted."
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"Hey did you get some?"
Man that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close, they can't hear.
So we can get some.
His scent was strong on her pelt. She was tempted just to leave it there without so much as giving her fur a good washing. Why should she? Should she have to hide how she felt about him? But, Crookedstar...
They were curled up together, hidden in the brambles as the patrol passed, their voices slowly fading away. Graystripe's chin lay on her shoulder, his breath hot on her fur. His breath smelled like mouse. Right there, lying so close together, all of RiverClan could have come to drag her back to camp, but she wouldn't have gone. This was home, lying next to him. Silverstream smiled as her quiet purr grew louder.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
They stood in RiverClan territory this time. Silverstream told him about her day, her friends Greenflower and Mistyfoot, her father, her clan... Graystripe watched her, just listening. Oh, StarClan, it was so nice just to listen to her voice... And the way the sun shown down on her silver fur, she looked like a StarClanner...
Silverstream stopped talked, noticing that he'd been staring at her the entire time. "What is is? Do I have something in my fur?"
Graystripe smiled. "No, it's just... you."
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember.
Always remember the sound of the stereo.
The dim of the soft lights.
The scent of your hair, that you twirled in your fingers.
And the time on the clock, when we realized "It's so late!"
And this walk that we share together.
The streets were wet, and the gate was locked,
So I jumped it, and let you in.
And you stood at the door, with your hands on my waist.
And you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew...that you meant it.
His amber eyes stared into the depths of her own beautiful blue eyes. His fluffy gray tail twisted around her pretty silver-tabby tail. His purr was loud, almost drowning hers out. 'I wish this would never stop. I hope this never goes away...' he thought to himself.
"Oh, StarClan, I love you so much...."
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.MOSS{Shadow}
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Just a fool drownin' in memories
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Post by .MOSS{Shadow} on Apr 1, 2007 17:17:53 GMT -5
Title: Hands Down Reviewer: Moss-shadow (spirit-tree@comcast.net)Plot: 10/10 I really like this. The romance is very sweet. ^_^ Readability: 10/10 Good for me, easy to understand it. Mechanics: 10/10 Nothing I could catch.... Originality: 10/10 It's GreyXSilver fic that's not a re-enactment, and I liked it. Characters: 10/10 Am I giving you too many 10s, or are you just really good?  Good in-character stuff. Description: 9/10 Very nice, but not totally elaborate. Overall: 69% Hughes icon=XD
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Good in-character stuff.