Color Blind

Disclaimer: Fiction. Not mine. No harm intended. Nothing gained.
Summary: A decision is made.
Notes: XO


Every year, the guardians of darkness and light meet to determine the events of the year to come. It is not some complicated study of human events and trends. Nor is it determined in prophetic books written centuries before.

It is much simpler, and a whole lot more fun than that.

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The violet glow of black lights combined forces with multi- colored strobe lights to give the club the exact same kind of environment as every other dance club in the world. Pretty girls in too little clothing. Wanna-be tough guys hanging with their buds for the night. All of them drinking and eye-balling each other.
Except for one.

His black hair, long and curly, flowed over his shoulders and down his back in a curtain. The light didn't reflect from the silky curls. No, it actually disappeared into the inky mass making it appear bottomless, like a black hole in space. The man's eyes were just as dark and even deeper than his hair. His skin golden brown, features exotic with full, red lips. A perfect nose that plastic surgeons could only hope to create was pierced with a small diamond stud. Slightly slanted eyes that always held the promise of a mystery scanned the crowd. He sat in the shadows, cloaked in black, silent and alone. Waiting.

Like a lighthouse beacon, the one he waited for sliced through the fog of writhing people, drawing closer. The black lights reflected from his white clothes, making him glow. He was slight of build, almost petite but unbelievably strong. Unlike the dark one, this one refracted the light, bouncing it back with intensity and appearing as if to radiate from within. He drew the appreciative gazes of many that he passed. His delicataturatures were strikingly beautiful, especially for a man. Shoulder length golden hair, with just enough body to keep it from hanging limp, lay in loose tousled waves, framing his pretty face. He had emerald green eyes, a small, barely tipped nose and a tiny mouth. Black eyebrows arched over his eyes like wings and a dark goatee graced his chin. When he reached the dark corner occupied by its darker being, his cupid's bow mouth curled up in a smile of sorts. It resembled more of a smirk, yet not an unkind one.

"Alas, we meet again. How time does fly." The bright one slid soundlessly into the seat, settling his body close to the dark one; their shoulders and hips touching. Black eyes blinked at him before a genuine smile creased the shadowed face.

"It's been another year. Are you ready to begin?" A dark hand slid across and up the bright one's thigh; the fingers stroking. Another hand settled on top and squeezed, halting the motion.

"I think I want to dance with you tonight." Still clutching the hand on his thigh, the bright one stood and pulled the reluctant dark one from his shadows and into the swirling, colorful lights. An impish smile placed firmly on his pale face, the bright one towed him into the crowd of bodies.

The one distinguishing factor of this club was "the pit". A dance floor four feet below the main floor with walls around to keep others from falling in. The more bodies in it, the better it became for hot, dirty dancing. The two pushed their way to a spot near the center and the bright one pulled the dark one close, their bodies meeting, fusing together as hips and thighs touched, then chests. Pale and golden arms wrapped around each other and they began to move with the music. A deep, sensual throbbing beat that vibrated through their bodies like sonic waves as they ground against each other. The heat quickly turned to sweat, making the black and golden silk of their hair cling to their faces and necks. Greedy, seeking hands roamed over lean, tight muscled bodies. Pale, hungry lips sought out and found a sensitive neck, biting down before stroking a hot tongue across the abused skin. A harsh gasp broke against his ear as the dark one's hips jerked forward, needing more contact against his hardened cock. The plea was answered in kind and they lost themselves in the sensation of the music pulsing through them like another heartbeat. It carried on, song after song. Time was a non-entity. It mattered not at all, for they had all the time in the world.

The club, however, did not and suddenly the music ended as the overhead lights came on. Reality crashed back on the club-goers and the bouncers began moving the crowd out the doors. In the harsh fluorescent light, the dark one appeared even darker and the light one even brighter. It shouldn't have been so, but it was. Their eyes met, brilliant green to warm brown and they nodded. They were ready.

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A room at a nearby hotel was acquired with orders not to be disturbed for any reason. It was nothing fancy, they only needed privacy from curious eyes. Their human clothes were quickly discarded and they stood, facing each other. Appraising each other with appreciative eyes. For while they were on opposing sides, their need and love for each other transcended all and they looked forward to this event every year.

The dark one came forward and they touched. Naked, hot flesh met for the first time in 12 months and the skin on their backs split and peeled. Wings, full and thick, erupted from their shoulder blades. Black and white. Dark and light.

A dark golden hand stroked over milky white flesh and he smiled as, once again, he reveled in the touch of that silken skin. In turn, a pale hand stroked across his chest, teasing at a black nipple until it peaked before leaning forward and flicking it with his tongue. A dark hand buried itself in golden hair as though to pull him away, but instead he pressed the light one closer. He needed more.

Time passed and they continued their exploration of each other's bodies. They only had 24 hours together and they made it count. Touching and teasing. Softly kissing skin and lips before biting and scratching only to sooth each other with gentle kisses again. Their wings wrapped around the two bodies, cocooning them in a nest as they forgot the rest of the world for this moment. When one of them was close to coming, they would stop until the need had passed before beginning again. While the one who came last would be the winner, neither wanted to give up a moment of their time together. So they would lay apart, gasping and shiny with sweat, their fingers interlaced until both had their impending orgasms tamped down.

Then they would begin again.

With less than an hour left, the dark one propped himself up on his elbows, smiling down at the fair-haired angel below him. "I get to top. You were late meeting me." This, he was sure, would give him the advantage as it had in previous years so he was surprised when his statement was answered with an eager nod and a breathless plea.

"Hurry. Please."

Bodies shifted and legs wrapped around a trim waist as the dark one eased his cock inside the tight confines of his lover. He paused and watched, always loving to see the expression on the pretty face below him when he's finally inside his ass. The emerald eyes widened before loosing focus and his perfect tiny mouth fell open on a soundless cry. Dropping down to wrap his arms under the shoulders of the slight man below him, the dark one placed a bruising kiss on those lips before whispering, "Hold on."

They both gasped when he drew back and slid forward again. The heat enveloping his cock like wet satin made the rest of his body shudder uncontrollably. They soon established a rhythm, immersing themselves in the slide of their sweat-slicked bodies wrapped in the cushioning warmth of their wings. Their time together was running out and they were loath to end it.

Foreheads pressed together, their eyes met as they increased both speed and intensity. The pale body beneath him began to writhe and strain as he slammed into him harder. Nails raked down his back, feeling as though his skin was being fileted from his flesh. A sudden tightening around his cock startled him. The dual sensations of pleasure and pain shook him and his orgasm swept through his body as sudden as a tornado. His arms trembled before giving out and he fell to the side, not wanting to crush his lover. Great bellowing gasps echoed through the room as he regained his breath. He turned his head to look into hazy green eyes, wondering what the hell happened and how. "You... I... I lost."

The light one laughed at the tone of disbelief in the dark one's voice. "Yes, you did. Now get me off."

Rolling his eyes, the dark one grinned and did as he was told. Swallowing down the length of tholleollen cock and working his tongue across the sensitive skin until he heard a soft cry. He cupped the heavy balls in his hand and squeezed gently, encouraging his lover to let go.

As last, their task was completed and their time together almost gone for another year. Tucking their wings away, they dressed and held each other one last time. "I can't believe I lost. Ah well, they deserve a year of happiness after all the misery I've put them through."

They kissed one last time, a kiss combined of love and sad farewell. "I'll see you in a year."

"Same people?"

"Yes."

With a brief flash of light, the guardians of darkness and light exited their borrowed bodies and went their separate ways.

In a dimly lit hotel room, Kirk Hammett and Perttu Kivilaakso stared at each other in wide-eyed shock.

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The End