Earthbound :: His Nirvana (Chapter 1)
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grapegardenHere we go, the Ness/Poo story, aka one of my all-time favorite Rps with Jean~ ♥♥♥ Let's get the angst outta the way first. But trust me... you'll be thankful for it by chapter 2~ ♥ *giggle*
Title: His Nirvana
Author: Puri &![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jeansama
Fandom: Earthbound/Mother 2
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lemon/Graphic Sex, mild language
Ships/Characters: Ness/Poo
Finished: No
Ness wasn't sure why he was doing this. He had stupidly thought that with the others out of the picture (as rude as that sounded), it would be easier for him to approach the prince that way. But now that it had finally come down to it, it really didn't feel any easier at all. Ness bid his mom farewell, assuring her that he wouldn't be gone very long, and teleported to Dalaam early in the morning, only a week after their miraculous triumph against Giygas. He went immediately to the palace, worried that if he beat around the bush he'd end up going home without making any progress at all. He didn't want that! The girls gave him strange looks as he power-walked down the halls, eventually slowing as he reached the throne room. Well, here goes...
~
Prince Poo closed his eyes, lost in a train of thought. As he recounted the journey with the Chosen Four, he felt an odd twinge. He was changed from the experience, and changed from fighting Giygas. What did this mean, now that they fulfilled their destiny? What was left for them? For him? But before he could contemplate the matter any further, he felt a familiar presence approach the palace, before a servant notified him of a visitor.
Ness felt a little awkward with such formalities, not like he hadn't been here before. But... he just couldn't get used to it. It didn't help that he was a little nervous. He followed the servant to where he was to wait, trying to look the least out of place as he could as he waited. It was a little hard, dressed in his usual clothing. Absently, he adjusted his baseball cap.
With an elegant air, the prince stepped down from the throne, dressed in a silk red-and-gold kimono. He pressed the palms of his hands together, and his sleeves met as if they had become one. His serious expression remained as he lowered his head in greeting, but a part of him inside was glad to see his friend.
"Hello Ness. I see you've come a long way to get here."
It took some effort not to blush as Ness saw him approaching—what was he wearing? It looked so pretty! Nothing like what he'd worn when he was with them.
"Hey. Well, not really. You know how it is." He laughed casually, a hand to the back of his neck. It only took a couple of seconds!
"Of course. Teleportation PSI." He didn't seem to notice Ness's embarrassment. "I assume you're here to see me?"
"Nah, thought I'd hang with your fangirls." Ness raised an eyebrow, always amused at Poo's rigid politeness. It wasn't necessary in front of him! Ness thought it was cute, though. "Oh, I brought you something. It's a custom to bring presents, right?"
He skillfully twisted to reach into his backpack, something of a skill that he'd picked up over their adventure form doing it so often. He pulled out a leftover Brain Food Lunch that he'd kept in the fridge—it was still good—and handed it to him. The prince rolled back his sleeves as he accepted the gift... a white styrofoam box with his name in marker. He opened the box, eyes softening. Of course... he remembered this.
"...Thank you. It's very thoughtful of you, Ness. I didn't know you still had it."
Ness smiled, only looking slightly bashful. Of course he kept it! It was so hard to get. He'd never eaten it, though. He thought that Poo would've liked it more than him, so he'd saved it for him. He thought he saw the gentle look in Poo's eyes.
"It's nothing... I just happened to still have it." With how Poo was, it was hard not to feel modest sometimes. "I'm glad you like it."
"I do." Poo's gaze never left Ness, and they were still standing in the throne room. Surely Ness wasn't just here to make a delivery. There was something else in his voice...
"It's nice seeing you." Ness spat out somewhat abruptly. The only reason he'd waited for so long was that he was worrying over what to say, what to do... in the end, that hadn't helped much. He was still locking up.
"Is there... something you wish to tell me?" Was that all he had to say? To someone who had been his friend for the past months... years?
Ness blinked, as if he'd been slapped in the face. Not breaking his gaze, he was at a loss for words, slowly feeling more and more uncomfortable. Even with Jeff and Paula not here, could he still not bring himself to say anything...!? Why did Poo have to act like this all the time? It didn't make it any easier!
Poo felt his heart rising in his throat, still at a loss for what to say. Should he comfort Ness? Let him be? Wait for him to speak? There was no obvious solution and he sighed quietly, keeping his cool demeanor as long as he could.
The internal battle waging in Ness's body was too much for him; his feelings were too strong and he'd held them back for so long... stepping forward suddenly, his hand rose to the back of Poo's head as he tilted his head to meet his lips in a firm kiss.
Poo's short gasp was muffled by Ness, and his eyes widened as the box slipped from his hands and fell with a thump, spilling a few chunks of rice on the velvet carpet. Instincts compelled him to push Ness away, but his arms turned numb. He was scared, and he felt foolish standing there, bewildered and unresponsive to those lips against his...
After the initial mindlessness of it, Ness felt a twinge of hurt, his hold loosening as his lips lingered against Poo's, giving a gentle brush before he stepped back, unable to meet his eyes. Turning, he ran off down the hall, stopping for no one even after he exited the palace.
"N-Ness! Wait!" A sense of dread tugged the prince's heart. But why? After a quick instruction to a servant to pick up the box and clean the mess, he dashed after Ness in a hurry, not caring about the glances from the townspeople. All that mattered was that he didn't teleport away.
~
Ness couldn't even bring himself to cry. His feet carried him to the pillar used for Mu training without him realizing, and he didn't stop until he reached the top, sitting and staring off into the nothingness of the sky, black eyes blank. He hadn't been at all prepared for the possibility of Poo not reacting to him.. and now he was filled with dread at the thought of this severing their friendship. The cool wind whipped at his hair, stinging his face... but he didn't feel it.
"Ness!"
At first, Ness didn't hear him—he should've been able to sense him, but with his mind so clouded, he didn't until he heard the tugging and scrapping of Poo climbing the ropes. He looked down solemnly, his heart heavy as Poo approached him.
"W-What happened back there? Back in the palace?"
"Nothing." He could barely speak; it hurt.
"...Why did you kiss me?" Despite his confusion, Poo did his best to sound sincere, though he wasn't used to using the soft tone that, well... wasn't him. He was always firm. But firmness now was inappropriate, and the last thing his friend needed was to mistake him for contempt.
Why? Why do people kiss people, Poo...?
"It wasn't to make an ass of myself." He couldn't just say why. He didn't know how to word it, and, well, it was hard. That was why he kissed him in the first place!
Poo's fingers trembled, and the prince forced them to stop as he clutched Ness's shoulder... his throat tightened, and the prince wrapped his arms around his friend, the silk sleeves keeping him warm from Mu's wind. Ness startled gently, not expecting it at all; his eyes widening as the prince embraced him. He could feel him shaking, and it pulled him somewhat from his blank state of mind, but he didn't return the gesture. Poo stared at the ground... as awkward as it was for him, holding Ness was the only way he could keep composure.
"Poo." Ness sounded unsure, like Poo wasn't holding him for a sincere reason. Letting go of Ness, a nervous sound escaped the prince's throat, and he gazed blankly and petrified as the wind hushed past his kimono. That... felt strange. The embrace. Not the... he didn't want to hurt Ness's feelings, but he wanted to be honest. Except... what DID he feel?
"Come meet me in my room. We need to talk."
Ness admitted to himself that he felt a little disappointed when Poo let him go, even if it had been brief and kind of uncomfortable.. he'd had the chance to rest against him. Even if things didn't go well, he would always remember that. He looked up quietly, the worry most likely showing through his face. Silently, he made to follow him.
Title: His Nirvana
Author: Puri &
jeansamaFandom: Earthbound/Mother 2
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lemon/Graphic Sex, mild language
Ships/Characters: Ness/Poo
Finished: No
Ness wasn't sure why he was doing this. He had stupidly thought that with the others out of the picture (as rude as that sounded), it would be easier for him to approach the prince that way. But now that it had finally come down to it, it really didn't feel any easier at all. Ness bid his mom farewell, assuring her that he wouldn't be gone very long, and teleported to Dalaam early in the morning, only a week after their miraculous triumph against Giygas. He went immediately to the palace, worried that if he beat around the bush he'd end up going home without making any progress at all. He didn't want that! The girls gave him strange looks as he power-walked down the halls, eventually slowing as he reached the throne room. Well, here goes...
~
Prince Poo closed his eyes, lost in a train of thought. As he recounted the journey with the Chosen Four, he felt an odd twinge. He was changed from the experience, and changed from fighting Giygas. What did this mean, now that they fulfilled their destiny? What was left for them? For him? But before he could contemplate the matter any further, he felt a familiar presence approach the palace, before a servant notified him of a visitor.
Ness felt a little awkward with such formalities, not like he hadn't been here before. But... he just couldn't get used to it. It didn't help that he was a little nervous. He followed the servant to where he was to wait, trying to look the least out of place as he could as he waited. It was a little hard, dressed in his usual clothing. Absently, he adjusted his baseball cap.
With an elegant air, the prince stepped down from the throne, dressed in a silk red-and-gold kimono. He pressed the palms of his hands together, and his sleeves met as if they had become one. His serious expression remained as he lowered his head in greeting, but a part of him inside was glad to see his friend.
"Hello Ness. I see you've come a long way to get here."
It took some effort not to blush as Ness saw him approaching—what was he wearing? It looked so pretty! Nothing like what he'd worn when he was with them.
"Hey. Well, not really. You know how it is." He laughed casually, a hand to the back of his neck. It only took a couple of seconds!
"Of course. Teleportation PSI." He didn't seem to notice Ness's embarrassment. "I assume you're here to see me?"
"Nah, thought I'd hang with your fangirls." Ness raised an eyebrow, always amused at Poo's rigid politeness. It wasn't necessary in front of him! Ness thought it was cute, though. "Oh, I brought you something. It's a custom to bring presents, right?"
He skillfully twisted to reach into his backpack, something of a skill that he'd picked up over their adventure form doing it so often. He pulled out a leftover Brain Food Lunch that he'd kept in the fridge—it was still good—and handed it to him. The prince rolled back his sleeves as he accepted the gift... a white styrofoam box with his name in marker. He opened the box, eyes softening. Of course... he remembered this.
"...Thank you. It's very thoughtful of you, Ness. I didn't know you still had it."
Ness smiled, only looking slightly bashful. Of course he kept it! It was so hard to get. He'd never eaten it, though. He thought that Poo would've liked it more than him, so he'd saved it for him. He thought he saw the gentle look in Poo's eyes.
"It's nothing... I just happened to still have it." With how Poo was, it was hard not to feel modest sometimes. "I'm glad you like it."
"I do." Poo's gaze never left Ness, and they were still standing in the throne room. Surely Ness wasn't just here to make a delivery. There was something else in his voice...
"It's nice seeing you." Ness spat out somewhat abruptly. The only reason he'd waited for so long was that he was worrying over what to say, what to do... in the end, that hadn't helped much. He was still locking up.
"Is there... something you wish to tell me?" Was that all he had to say? To someone who had been his friend for the past months... years?
Ness blinked, as if he'd been slapped in the face. Not breaking his gaze, he was at a loss for words, slowly feeling more and more uncomfortable. Even with Jeff and Paula not here, could he still not bring himself to say anything...!? Why did Poo have to act like this all the time? It didn't make it any easier!
Poo felt his heart rising in his throat, still at a loss for what to say. Should he comfort Ness? Let him be? Wait for him to speak? There was no obvious solution and he sighed quietly, keeping his cool demeanor as long as he could.
The internal battle waging in Ness's body was too much for him; his feelings were too strong and he'd held them back for so long... stepping forward suddenly, his hand rose to the back of Poo's head as he tilted his head to meet his lips in a firm kiss.
Poo's short gasp was muffled by Ness, and his eyes widened as the box slipped from his hands and fell with a thump, spilling a few chunks of rice on the velvet carpet. Instincts compelled him to push Ness away, but his arms turned numb. He was scared, and he felt foolish standing there, bewildered and unresponsive to those lips against his...
After the initial mindlessness of it, Ness felt a twinge of hurt, his hold loosening as his lips lingered against Poo's, giving a gentle brush before he stepped back, unable to meet his eyes. Turning, he ran off down the hall, stopping for no one even after he exited the palace.
"N-Ness! Wait!" A sense of dread tugged the prince's heart. But why? After a quick instruction to a servant to pick up the box and clean the mess, he dashed after Ness in a hurry, not caring about the glances from the townspeople. All that mattered was that he didn't teleport away.
~
Ness couldn't even bring himself to cry. His feet carried him to the pillar used for Mu training without him realizing, and he didn't stop until he reached the top, sitting and staring off into the nothingness of the sky, black eyes blank. He hadn't been at all prepared for the possibility of Poo not reacting to him.. and now he was filled with dread at the thought of this severing their friendship. The cool wind whipped at his hair, stinging his face... but he didn't feel it.
"Ness!"
At first, Ness didn't hear him—he should've been able to sense him, but with his mind so clouded, he didn't until he heard the tugging and scrapping of Poo climbing the ropes. He looked down solemnly, his heart heavy as Poo approached him.
"W-What happened back there? Back in the palace?"
"Nothing." He could barely speak; it hurt.
"...Why did you kiss me?" Despite his confusion, Poo did his best to sound sincere, though he wasn't used to using the soft tone that, well... wasn't him. He was always firm. But firmness now was inappropriate, and the last thing his friend needed was to mistake him for contempt.
Why? Why do people kiss people, Poo...?
"It wasn't to make an ass of myself." He couldn't just say why. He didn't know how to word it, and, well, it was hard. That was why he kissed him in the first place!
Poo's fingers trembled, and the prince forced them to stop as he clutched Ness's shoulder... his throat tightened, and the prince wrapped his arms around his friend, the silk sleeves keeping him warm from Mu's wind. Ness startled gently, not expecting it at all; his eyes widening as the prince embraced him. He could feel him shaking, and it pulled him somewhat from his blank state of mind, but he didn't return the gesture. Poo stared at the ground... as awkward as it was for him, holding Ness was the only way he could keep composure.
"Poo." Ness sounded unsure, like Poo wasn't holding him for a sincere reason. Letting go of Ness, a nervous sound escaped the prince's throat, and he gazed blankly and petrified as the wind hushed past his kimono. That... felt strange. The embrace. Not the... he didn't want to hurt Ness's feelings, but he wanted to be honest. Except... what DID he feel?
"Come meet me in my room. We need to talk."
Ness admitted to himself that he felt a little disappointed when Poo let him go, even if it had been brief and kind of uncomfortable.. he'd had the chance to rest against him. Even if things didn't go well, he would always remember that. He looked up quietly, the worry most likely showing through his face. Silently, he made to follow him.
