Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2005 02:41:16 -0600
From: Steven Carter <darkmage1226@gmail.com>
Subject: The Guardian Meetings

OK all I just wanted to thank you in advance for taking the time to
read my story and I hope that you enjoy it. Also the usual disclaimers
pertain to it so if you are not at least 18 or whatever the legal age
in your area is then you are ordered to leave  and not read this. Also
all characters and events are fictitious and products of the authors
bored mind. Thank you again for reading and enjoy.
The Guardian Meetings
By Myrden

	Well since this is my story I guess I had best start with who I am
and why I am writing this. The who part is easy. My name is Arkail and
I am a Guardian. A Guardian is a long-lived individual that has the
task of protecting the world from evils. I look to be about 16 years
old and am about 5' 9" tall with a slim body. I have dark brown hair
and brown eyes. Now as to the why well after 2000 years I have finally
fallen in love and want to tell the world about it. So to where it
began.

	It all started with a walk in the San Pedro Springs Park one night.
It had been a long day for me and the park helps me to relax and calm
down. As I was walking past the pool I heard crying coming behind me
in the rose garden. So I walked into the rose garden to make sure that
whoever was crying was ok and that is when I first saw him. At first I
could not see much of him because he was sitting with his head down
but he must have heard me approaching or something because as I came
into sight he raised his head and looked at me. When I saw his face I
froze for a second because it was like looking into the face of an
angel. He had golden blond hair and crystal blue eyes. Oh eyes that
you could stare at all day and not even notice the passage of time.
Eyes that when you looked into you could get lost in their depths. But
I digress here. His face was finely boned with high cheekbones and a
strong chin. Once he noticed me looking at him he finally turned away
breaking the spell I was under. After returning to my senses I walked
over and asked him if everything was ok. He told me that everything
was fine and he needed to get home. So he got up and left with me
kicking myself for not at least getting his name. For the next few
nights I walked the park to if I would see him again. He held me
entranced with thoughts of him. For the next two weeks I did not see
hide or hair of him until one day as I was walking out of the corner
store there he was. He was asking people for money telling them that
he had not eaten in a couple of days but no one was willing to help
him. It broke my heart to see this earthbound angel in such dire
straights. The sight of him must have held me entranced again because
the next thing I knew he was standing next to me asking me if I was
ok. Just the simple act of worry about someone else when he was in
trouble caused my heart to skip a beat. I finally got my mouth and
brain to work in concert and stammered that I was fine. He said he was
glad to hear that and though he hated to ask but did I have a few
dollars he could have so he could get something to eat. Well I told
him that I did not have any cash on me and his face just fell. Before
he could turn around and walk away I told him that I was on my way to
lunch though and he was welcomed to join me. At first he said that he
did not want to intrude but then his stomach growled so I told him
that I was not taking no for an answer. (Do you really think I was
going to let another opportunity to spend some time with him slip
through my fingers?) He finally agreed so we walked down to the
restaurant that I always ate lunch at. Once we sat down I told him to
order whatever he wanted. He took like five minutes to decide what he
wanted to order. He just could not make up his mind. After he finally
decided what to order and the waitress had brought us our root beers I
asked him what his name was. He said it was Caleb. Caleb then asked me
about myself so I told him that my name was Arkail and that I was 16.
He laughed when I told him that and it was like listening to crystal
wind chimes. It was absolutely beautiful just like the rest of him. I
asked him what he thought was so funny and he said he just thought it
was funny that we were both the same age. About that time our food
came out and realized just how hungry I was so we both just dug into
the food I spent the next 10 minutes just eating and watching him. He
was eating like he was starved but thankfully he had ordered two large
hamburgers and a large order of onion rings while I had ordered a
Rueben and a side of hot potato salad.  I noticed that there were
circles under his eyes and some bruises showing on his shoulders I
wondered what had caused them but did not want to ask. After we had
both pretty much sated out hunger he looked up and me like he wanted
to say something. So I finally said "What". He looked somewhat
embarrassed but finally asked me why I had invited him to lunch. Well
I did not want to scare him off so I told him that I hated eating
alone and since he was hungry I decided to kill two birds with one
stone. After that I ordered us both some coffee and dessert and we
talked some more. He told me a lot about himself. About what he liked
and disliked and asked me about myself as well. Once we had finished
our desserts he got up and thanked me for lunch saying that he needed
to run. Before he left I told him that he was welcome and that anytime
he wanted to he could join me again. I said that he just needed to
meet me back here about the same time. Little known to him was the
true reason behind everything. The fact that I was slowly but steadily
falling in love with him. Over the next couple of weeks he met me
everyday for lunch and I learned a lot about him. He told me about his
hometown in Florida, a city called Titusville, about his friends from
there and a little about his family. But the one thing I wanted to
know most was the one thing he never talked about. How he had come to
be in San Antonio. After meeting me for lunch for two weeks straight
all the sudden he did not show up for three days and really got me
started to worry about him. Wondering if I had done something to run
him off or if he was in some kind of trouble. Then finally on the
fourth day he showed backup but had a black eye and was limping. I
asked him what had happened but he would not tell me. When he winced
in pain while trying to sit down I decided then and there that he was
not going back out onto the streets. After lunch I asked him if he
would come and give me a hand rearranging something back at my
apartment. He seemed leery at first bite agreed after a moment of
thought to come help me. Once we got up to my place I asked him if he
wanted to take a shower real quick while I was figuring out where I
wanted to move things. He said thank you that he would appreciate
that. So I took him down the hall to the bathroom and showed him where
everything was located at. While he was in the shower I had to figure
out a way of getting him to stay because I knew that I he could not go
back out on the streets again. By the time he came back out of the
shower I had the start of a plan in my mind. First I asked him if he
had any cloths he wanted wash while we were working. He said he did if
I did not mind so I showed him where the washer was and let him get
them started. Then we went back to the guest bedroom/office and I told
him that I need to move the desk, bookcases, and computer into the den
because I was having someone move in with me here soon. As we spent
the next three hours moving stuff from one room to the other we talked
about many things. One of the first things he asked me was something I
was hoping he would not ask for a while. He asked me how I had my own
apartment when I was only 16. I just told him that it was a long story
and that I would tell him later maybe. By the time we had finally
moved everything into the den and gotten it arranged the way I wanted
we were both exhausted and hungry. I suggested that he stayed and have
supper with me but at first he was leery till I told him I was going
to order some pizza. After that his resolve disappeared and he agreed
to join me. After calling and ordering a pizza I asked him if he
wanted to watch a movie while we waited for the pizza. He went through
my movie collection and finally selected a dvd I had just recently
gotten. It was" LOTR the Fellowship of the Ring". Once the pizza
arrived we dug in and kept watching the movie. About halfway through
the movie the food and all the work we had done earlier caught up with
us and we both dozed off. I woke up after the movie had ended to find
my fallen angel asleep with his head in my lap. I sat there for about
5 min just watching his peaceful sleep but finally had to get up and
answer the call of nature. Gently as I could I lifted his head from my
lap and set it back down on the couch. Having accomplished this
without waking him I ran to the restroom to take care of business. By
the time I was through Caleb had woken up. As I walked into the living
room he stretched his arms above his head giving me a tantalizing
glimpse of his rippled hard stomach. He started to apologize for
falling asleep during the movie but I told him not to worry about it
and glanced at the clock. It was a little before 10 at night and when
he noticed the time he cursed. When I asked him what was wrong he told
me that he would never be able to find a good place to sleep this
late. Well this gave me the perfect opportunity to get him to stay the
night so I told him that since it was my fault that he could just stay
the night in the guest bedroom. He argued with me for about 10 minutes
about whether or not he would but he finally gave in. I led him to the
spare bedroom and showed him where everything was. When he started to
get ready for bed I turned to leave but as I got to the door he asked
me to stay and talk to him for a few more minutes. I sat down in a
chair in the corner as he went through with getting ready for bed. He
took his shirt off and I got my first view of his beautiful chest.
>From the dime sized nipples to his rippled abs down to that
tantalizing treasure trail that disappeared into the top of his jeans.
Just the sight of this caused me to have to shift my position to hide
my growing problem. As he kicked off his shoes he turned his back to
me and this is when I noticed the bruises on his sides for the first
time. His sides and back where covered in dark purple bruises and I
shuddered at the thought of all he had been through. Once his back was
turned to me he lowered his jeans to the floor causing my mind to go
totally blank for a few minutes as I drank in the sight of the
beautiful body in front of me. Even just this view from the back took
my breath away. I must have made a noise because he turned around and
time completely stopped for me. The first thing that I noticed where
the bruises on his legs and thighs as my eyes roamed over them my eyes
fell onto his most private area. The whole of him absolutely took my
breath away. He was about 5' 11" tall with a slim fit build, like that
of a swimmer. He had very little body hair and what little he did have
was almost transparent. My eyes roamed back up to his stomach and
followed the trail there to its treasure. He was absolutely gorgeous.
He had a crowning patch of blond hair above an absolutely perfect
member that was about 4 inches soft and was cut. It was hanging in
front of the most perfect sack I have every seen. Caleb then brought
me back to my senses by saying ok lets get this over with and be done
with it. The venom and betrayal behind his words struck me to the very
soul. For a moment I just stared at him dumbstruck as to what he
meant. Finally I just asked him. Caleb said What! I saw the way you
were looking at me it was like I was just another piece of meat. I
thought you were different than the others. I thought you really
wanted to help me. I thought you really wanted to be my friend. But
now I know different. I can see that you were just interested in
getting into my pants. I have to admit that you were more patient than
any of the others but in the end you turned out just the same. So lets
just get this done with so I can go to sleep. For a moment I was at a
loss for words and then my anger got the best of me. I yelled at him.
What the fuck! All I have tried to do is help you from the beginning.
Not once have I ever asked for or expected anything in return from
you. Yes I was looking at you but not with any thought of doing
anything to you. I was just awestruck by your beauty. I as also
sickened by how someone could hurt something so beautiful, so perfect.
It truly hurts me to see you in pain. Yes I looked at you but you are
the one that told me to stay in here. You are the one that stripped in
front of me. I could not help but be entranced by the beauty in front
of me. What did you expect me to do when you show me something of
absolute perfection. Not now or ever will I ask you to or try to force
you to do anything in return for my help. All I hope for is your
friendship nothing else. Now since you want to be a jackass I am going
to bed. Sleep well and I will see you in the morning. Having said that
I got up and turned to leave. But just as I got to the door again I
heard him say wait. I stopped and turned to him. He was in tears. I
could feel how sorry he was, how he was worried that he may have
ruined a good thing, and also how much my words had confused him. But
by that point I really did not care. I just stood there and looked him
the eyes and waited for him to say something. Finally he looked down
and whispered I'm sorry. Being as upset as I was I told him that I
could not hear him. Then he broke down to tears and said I'm sorry
again. The sight of his tears destroyed what anger I had left in me
because I knew that my words had caused them. He looked back up at me
saying that he should leave.  For a moment I searched his eyes looking
for what to say. Finally I told him no he was staying the night
because it was too late for him to be out looking for a place to
sleep. As he turned for a moment to look at his things he bumped into
the corner of the dresser and almost collapsed as he called out in
pain. I ran over to him wrapping my arms under his and helped him to
the bed. I told him to stay put while I went and got some things to
help. I ran down the hall to my room and found a bottle of magnesium
oil and on a second thought grabbed him a pair of my boxers. I was
hoping that if he was covered it would remove the temptation of doing
something. When I returned he was sitting on the bed still crying. He
looked up at me with hope in his eyes, hope that maybe he had really
found someone that really cared. I handed him the boxes and told him
to put him on that I figured that he would be more comfortable that
way. He got up and slipped the boxers on asking m what was next. I
laughed at the way he said and had to wait a minute before responding.
I told him that I had something that would help with his bruises and
asked if would let me put it on him. He looked scared at first as if
he thought that this maybe-another way of me trying to seduce him but
finally he agreed. I asked him to lie on his back so I could rub the
oil into the bruises on his legs, thighs, and stomach. Starting with
the ones on his legs and thighs I marveled at the smooth silkiness of
them as I rubbed the oil into it. I could hear him sigh in pleasure as
the oil worked its magic and the pain started to fade away. (And no
there was not real magick in the oil just plain old magnesium oil try
it sometime.) After finishing with the ones on his legs I started in
on the ones on his chest and sides. By this time the feel of his soft
skin under my hands and the sight of his gorgeous body had me hot as
hell and raging. Thankfully I was kneeling next to the bed so the
evidence of that was out of sight. He continued to relax as I rubbed
the oil into his chest. I loved the feel of his muscles as they
relaxed under my hands. As I worked the oil in I looked up at his face
and saw that he had his eyes closed with a look of contentment on his
face. After I finished with his chest I asked him to roll over so I
could do the bruises on him back. He rolled over and I started in on
them but the feel of his skin and the sight of his glorious fabric
cover globes about caused me to loose control. I had to stop for a
second to allow myself to calm down some. After I minute or two I went
back to work on his back rubbing the oil into his bruises. Once I had
finished with his back I asked him how it felt now but all I got in
response was a soft snore. It seems that my ministrations had relaxed
him into sleep. I got up and pulled the covers over him and turned to
leave the room. As I got to the door I turned to look at him one last
time before turning out the light and heading to my room to get ready
for bed myself. As I took my shower my thoughts returned to Caleb's
beautiful body. I thought of how soft his skin was and the feel of his
muscles moving under his skin. I thought of the way his body looked
covered in nothing but a pair of boxers and lost it without even
having to touch myself. After I had finished with my showers I laid
down for bed and fell asleep with thoughts of Caleb running through my
head. I woke up the next morning about 9 a.m. I got up and walked down
the hall to how Caleb was doing. As I passed his room I heard the
shower running and decided that I would go ahead and cook the two of
us breakfast. By the time he came out of the shower I already had a
breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast ready as well as a pot of coffee
made. He came out of the bathroom wearing just the boxers I had given
him the night before and drying his hair with a towel. The sight of
him fresh out of the shower was amazing but what took my breath away
was the look in his eyes and the smile on his face when he looked at
me. I asked him how he felt this morning. He told me that he felt
wonderful that the bruises did not hurt at all this morning. I could
tell from looking at them that they were healing well because they had
already turned to an ugly shade of yellow that showed that they were
fading. I asked him how he had slept and he told me that he had slept
better than he had slept in years. That for once he did not have to
worry about someone attacking him in his sleep. He sat down at the bar
while I fixed him a plate and set it in front of him. I asked him what
his plans for the day were trying to make small talk. Caleb told me
that he had some things he needed to take care of but that if he was
still welcome he would join me for lunch. I looked and him for a
second and asked him what made him think that he would not be welcomed
still. That I had told him he could join me for lunch anytime he
wanted. It took him a few seconds to respond to me and his eyes got a
little wet as he told me that after what he said last night he thought
I might not want to be his friend anymore. I just looked at him and
laughed. He stared at me dumbfounded for a few minutes before asking
me what was so funny. I laughed for a second more before saying that
if I got rid of my friends every time we had a misunderstanding then I
would not have any friends left. I just looked him in the eyes for a
second before continuing. I told him that no matter what had happened
between the two of us the night before that I was still his friend and
still wanted to help him in anyway he would let me. For the rest of
breakfast we were both quiet. After we had gotten done eating he got
up and headed to his room to get dressed. (Notice how I was already
considering it his room and not the guest or spare room.) While he was
getting ready I cleaned up the kitchen. As I was putting the last of
the pans into the dishwasher he came out and said he had to go but
before he could leave I asked if he was going to meet me at the
restaurant for lunch. He just smiled at me and said that he would not
miss it for the world then walked out the door. The rest of the
morning I decided I needed to get some work done. I went out and
looked for signs of anything bad happening. By the time 12:30 rolled
around I had covered the whole city and had only gotten a few minor
hints of evil around. I decided that things would survive for a day or
two while I tried to get my mind organized. When I got to the
restaurant the waitress showed me to my normal table. Once I had sat
down she handed me a letter saying that the guy that had been having
lunch with me had come in around 10 and asked her to give it to me. As
she left I just stared at the letter wondering what it said. Dreading
what it held within it I finally opened it and read it.


	Arkail,
      10/23/2001
I am sorry about not meeting you for lunch like I promised I would. A
few things came up that I have to take care of and as soon as I am
done I will be here but it may take a day or two. Again I want to
apologize for what I said last night. I have had so many people offer
to help but in the end just turn around and want something in return.
After talking with you over lunch I realized that all you wanted to do
was help me and gain a lunch partner. But last night when I saw that
way that you were looking at me I forgot about everything else but
what the others had done to me. You scared me again when you stared to
rub the oil into my bruises. I thought for sure that you would try
something then but decided I would give you a chance. I am glad I did
to because your touch felt wonderful and really helped my bruises.
When I woke up this morning I felt so awful for ever doubting you. For
not trusting that all you wanted was to help. And then this morning
when I saw that you had cooked me breakfast and that you still wanted
to have lunch with me it made me realize that you really wanted to
help me. I am so sorry I could not make it to lunch today but I hope
to see you tomorrow.

Forever
  Caleb


After I had finished the letter I noticed that there were tears
running down my face so I wiped the away and ate my lunch in silence.
After I left the restaurant I went back to work to keep my mind off of
Caleb till I could see him again.


Well guys I want to thank you taking the time to read this first
chapter of The Guardian series. Please stay tuned for the next chapter
"The Guardian Past Beginnings". I would also love to hear what you
thought of this chapter so please email me you comments whether they
are good or bad at Darkmage1226@gmail.com.