Bloodsong

Rated: PG-13
Summary: The thrumming of life flowing through your veins...
Genre: General, Action/Adventure
Pairings: Gehl/Tsume
Warnings: Hero-worship, mention of death, male/male unrequited crush
Spoilers: 10 minutes of the first episode
Challenge: #7 – Music

"Do you hear it?" The heavily bundled man practically screamed the words into Gehl's ear. Of course, that was the only way to be heard, considering the fierce wind, the noise of the jeeps, and the frantic beating of his heart.

"What!" So nerves made his voice squeak higher than he thought possible. That certainly wasn't because he was about to jump onto a speeding train at great personal risk simply to prove his manhood.

In response to his boyish yelp, the man just grinned sadistically. Oh God, thought Gehl.

Then, suddenly, the train was there, the men were spilling over, the moment was at hand, and Gehl had absolutely no say over whether he went or not. So he went. Right into hell itself.

Ever been shot at? Ever cowered in fear, clinging to a moving metal behemoth with all of your strength, certain that the next gasping breath you take will be your gurgling last? That was Gehl's reality.

Millennia passed in that fraction of a minute between the death of the man prying into the boxcar right next to him, and the appearance of the gleaming masterpiece of murder. Death loomed.

An ANGEL himself delivered. Black leather, nonchalance, sex personified… and the mechanical horror was dispatched.

The infatuated daze that settled over Gehl's features in the getaway truck lifted only when accosted by that first man, now carrying whatever he could get his hands on. "So, you hear it now?"

Instead of answering, Gehl settled for a confused glance. The image of his savior, casually conquering all that endangered him, still took foremost importance.

The man flashed a grin that was imbued with scariness, then leaned forward and poked Gehl in the chest. "Life."

Thuthump. Thuthump. Thuthump.

Beat, beat, beat. Blood rushing through his veins, still stuck in the grips of adrenaline. The song, the drumbeat of life. Life, saved for him by a rogue Guardian Angel.

Gehl beamed. Music to his ears…