A story when im bored

"So tell me something about yourself. Something i dont know."

Ilyas looked thoughtful for a moment. In his arms, Lois was warm and pliant, and Ilyas felt relaxed. For the first time in a long time, he actually forgot about his fathers death. He screwed up his face for a moment.

"It shouldnt be that difficult. weve only been together a week."

Ilyas laughed. He caressed her cheek and kissed her head as she smiled up at him. In the background, Micheal Buble crooned "Moondance", and at that moment, Ilyas felt the happiest he had ever felt in his life. He felt light headed, and he couldnt stop smiling since the day he had asked her to be his.

"Well, i like to sleep with the same socks everyday."

She giggled. It was the tinkling sound of water in a clear crystal bowl. She shifted her head onto his lap, and twirled a strand of hair that had fallen across her face.

"Well, i definitely didnt know that," she giggled again, and sighed. " i thought you could tell me something more.. urrmm.. major?"

"Like what?"

She shrugged. "I dont know. If i knew i wouldnt be asking right?" She smiled.

Ilyas shifted uncomfortably. He didnt think it was time to tell her of the jacket. Of his father. Of Sade. He looked away, out the window. The last month had been hard. His father's passing, the kidnapping to a secret labyrinth,the reading of the prophecy that he felt had nothing to do with him, and his encounters with Sade's minions had messed up the calm, stable life he had.

"Baby?"

Ilyas broke away from his thoughts and his eyes focused her. She was looking at him with a worried frown on her face. Gently, he eased her off and stood up, grabbing his jacket which had resumed the shape of a battered green sweat jacket.

"I have to go. Your parents will be back soon," he said, putting on the weightless jacket, feeling the now-familiar tingle as he put it on. He made for the open window.

"Did i say something wrong?" she asked slowly, a tiny frown on her delicate face.

Ilyas paused. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it. He couldnt tell her. At least not yet.

He reached out for her and kissed her. He gazed into her eyes as if to drink from the limpid pools of her eyes, to fill him up for what was to come.

"Ask me again sometime, okay?"

He climbed out the window and descended with the help of the trellis. It was time for the hunt. Tonight, he would head to the wharves, where he had encountered Borei.

Because where Borei was, Sade would be.

* * *

Lois watched as Ilyas sprinted of, his green jacket a dark streak in a moonless night. She turned off the music, and felt the door open behind her. A large shadow blocked the light from the corridor and a sibilant sigh escaped Borei's lips as he came to stand beside Lois.

"Are you sure he's the warrior clad in green? He seems so.. useless."

Borei laughed, a grunting noise from deep in his throat.

"Keep at it, my pet. He is besotted with you. Soon he will tell you everything." He drew a clawed finger on her cheek, the exact same spot Ilyas had lovingly caressed not a moment ago. Lois, closed her eyes like a kitten and shuddered with ecstasy.

"Soon we will know if he is as the prophecy says. If he is, then he will lead us to Sade."

Borei pricked Lois perfect skin with his claw, and watched as she sighed at the pain.Blood welled at the cut. He drew back his hand and clenched his fist.

"And then, we kill them BOTH."