Red on Blue
#3 of Final Fantasy/Ronso
"Red on Blue" * * *
Nanaki X Kimahri Ronso
Sun shined down though the peaks of Mt. Gagazet as a young Biran and a young Kimahri stood at opposite ends of a battlefield. Kimahri raised his spear to his chest proudly, then swung it out rather boldly. His muscles rather impressive for a Ronso even his age and size. Biran's body was a literal powerhouse, he stood with no weapon in hand. His muscles flexed in the light, making him look even larger than he was. He punched a fist to his palm and grinned. "Alright, little Kimahri, show Biran you have no fear, and attack with all Kimahri's heart!" He said, his voice echoing across the area. Kimahri stood ready. "Kimahri wipe that grin off Biran's face!" He said loudly as he charged in, his weapon drawn. Biran stood still as Kimahri charged. Suddenly, as Kimahri's spear came into range, he made a lightning-quick move, stepping to the side, and using his hand to knock the spear out from in front of the younger Ronso. Kimahri yelled out as he was thrown off balance and fell to the ground. "Weakling Ronso, little Kimahri must learn patience and skill if he is to defeat Biran in contest." Kimahri roared angrily, embarrassed before Yenke and the other Ronsos. He leaped to his feet, and turned, swinging his weapon with such a force that a whistle could be heard from it. The swing was stopped rather abruptly by Biran's hand, causing Kimahri to jerk from the force. Biran growled. "Little Kimahri must also learn to quit while ahead." He turned and flung the spear at a nearby wall, causing the young Ronso to fly at it at a high speed, hitting his horn upon the granite. The force of the impact snapped the horn at midline and it fell to the ground in front of him. Kimahri looked at Biran and Yenke as they walked away. Tears burning in his eyes and trailing down his cheeks. He could feel blood come from the injured horn, as that was trailing down his brow. He reached up and touched it, closing his eyes, trying to make the pain go away... ***** Kimahri took his paw away from his horn as he remembered. The pain was gone physically... but somehow he could still feel it. He could feel the anger he had toward Biran once again, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, ignore it and forget it... it always came back to him. He stood naked upon the cliffs today, in a place he knew no one ever came to. He felt the cold breeze from Gagazet brush across his fur as he watched the storm in the distance illuminate the clouds with lightning. His tail swayed involuntarily behind him as he leaned on the boulders, giving him a view of the area down and around the mountain. But somehow, he didn't feel at peace that night, he wanted to escape from the monotony of everyday life as a Ronso... since he had returned from his journey with Yuna and she relieved him of the responsibilities of being her guardian, he had felt rather lost in things he used to do all the time, like battle. Biran was a very powerful lover to him, but if he couldn't forget the past and how Biran caused him to break his horn, he would never live right with him. A powerful clap of thunder told Kimahri that he should be headed inside, as he leaned away from the rocks he saw a brilliant flash of light, and a strong current of electricity hit the boulders before him. He felt the electricity flow through him and he realized he was falling backwards. He closed his eyes as he braced for impact, which surprisingly didn't come. He opened his eyes and looked behind him, he was falling into a darkness that he saw no end to. He brushed his hair out of his face and looked up into the same darkness. Somehow, it seemed that he had fallen from his own world, he gasped, as all of a sudden, the cool air from Gagazet was replaced instead by warm, dry air. The dark tunnel began to gather light, becoming more of an orange tint. The sound of rain and thunder came, getting a bit louder and louder as he could see something form beneath him. Rather abruptly, he fell free of this seemingly motionless drop, and fell hard to the ground below, landing on his chest upon dirt. Rain was falling, when he gained the strength to open his eyes. A steady force of water fell on Kimahri as he realized he was not dead. His sight was blurry for a few moments, as he saw the shadows around him move. He grunted a bit as he placed his hands to the ground, trying to elevate himself to see what it was. He groaned softly as the shadows seemed to approach him, the blur fading away to reveal who it was. It was a strange-looking creature. Not much odder than a human would find a Ronso to be. Bright red fur covered his body; a dark shock of headfur was curled a bit over its brow and eyes. One of which had a scar across it, and both with some sort of paint under them. Strange, ritualistic tattoos seemed to cover its forearms, and hindpaws. And a very lean, lion-like tail seemed to glow, as the tip seemed to be on fire. It was a very rugged creature, as it hunched a bit low to the ground, near Kimahri's face and took a sniff. "Are... are you alright?" It spoke softly, his voice quiet but strong. Kimahri tried to speak, but his voice came out as a low growl at first... he cleared his throat quietly and tried again. "W-where is Kimahri?" "Who's Kimahri?" The stranger asked softly, glancing over the Ronso. Kimahri looked up, his body flexed as he climbed up to a perching position on his knees, he looked at the red one. "I am Kimahri." He groaned a bit and stretched his back, cracking it. He stopped for a moment as he realized he was totally naked, and hung out like a fire hydrant. He didn't mind it, but he wasn't sure if this strange creature would get upset, he shied away a bit. The creature smirked a bit and nodded. "Well I'm Nanaki... a lot of people call me Red XIII though." Kimahri nodded. "So where is Kimahri?" "Well, you're near my home. Cosmo Canyon." Nanaki said. "Could I ask you a question?" Kimahri nodded at Nanaki. "Why do you talk in the third person?" Kimahri shrugged. "It is how Kimahri has always spoken. All Ronso speak like this." "Ronso? Is that your kind?" Nanaki asked. Kimahri confirmed it with a nod. "Then how did you get here?" "Lightning." Kimahri said looking at the sky, which was more rain now, than lightning. "Lightning strike Kimahri, Kimahri fall back, and didn't stop falling." Nanaki thought. "Hmm, come to think of it, there was a very large bolt right before you appeared. That must have been your ride here." Kimahri sighed. "Kimahri must get home... Can Nanaki help?" Nanaki smiled "Of course, we'll go to Cosmo Canyon, get out of the rain, we'll figure something out. He wedged himself under Kimahri's arm, giving the Ronso a prop to stand up on. "It's to the west, not too far from here." He said as they headed off toward a strange set of buildings in the distance. ***** Kimahri panted softly from exhaustion as he and Nanaki climbed the stairs to Cosmo Canyon. His body was in pain from the fall, and from the feeling of lightning going through his body. The rain had come to a steady pour, soaking the Ronso from head to toe as he followed the creature he would call his friend up toward the entrance. The arch leading into the Canyon was a man-made prop door, with fencing around it. The booth next to it was a wooden shack that stood beside the door. A man stood in it, and almost gawked as Kimahri approached, he almost didn't notice Nanaki come up to him. "This is Kimahri, he's a friend of mine." Nanaki said. "S-sure..." The man in the booth said as he looked Kimahri over, apparently a mix of fear and surprise. "G-go on t-through..." He said as he stepped back while the Ronso passed through the door. All of a sudden, Kimahri looked around. The rain had stopped falling almost instantly as he passed through the door. Though he looked around the outside edges and could tell it was still a heavy downpour outside, there was a blazing fire out in the open far to the right and everyone took a look at him, but kept walking, trying not to be noticed through their stares. Kimahri was astounded. "How did rain stop?" He asked. "Kimahri has never seen magic like this before." Nanaki chuckled a bit. "It's not magic, it's my grandpa's technology. He's able to control the weather inside the canyon, he can direct rain and snow around it, so not a drop falls in here without his wanting it to. "Can Nanaki's grandfather help Kimahri get home?" Kimahri asked. Nanaki shrugged. "Maybe he can... but it doesn't matter right now, he's not here." He shook the water out of his fur and walked past the Ronso. "Come on, I'll take you inside so you can dry off a bit." Kimahri nodded and followed Nanaki. Nanaki stepped into an opening leading indoors, and Kimahri was almost surprised to find there was a small bar inside. A few people gasped at the sight of him, but his tail twitched and he kept from making eye contact, to maintain his composure as he followed Nanaki into a small door in the back. As they walked through, Nanaki opened another door into a rather large round room, drapes and pillows. A small fire was lit in the center of the floor as they walked in, and Nanaki sat next to it, watching the Ronso as he closed the door and walked over to sit on the other side. "The fire should have your fur dry in no time. I used a bit of materia magic to light it." He pointed into the fire. Kimahri looked down into the blazing flames and saw a small red stone, which glowed brightly. The fire seemed unusually warm, but it almost instantly dried his fur, so he didn't complain. "Materia?" He asked softly. Nanaki nodded. "Well, here, Materia is a magical substance that comes from the planet itself. It has strange powers of the elements. The one I specialize in mostly is fire. "Like Nanaki's tail?" Kimahri asked, pointing to the glowing tip. Nanaki looked at it and laughed. "You know, I never really thought about it!" Kimahri smiled a bit and nodded. Nanaki's ears flushed back a bit as he stood up and stepped over to the large Ronso. "You know... I find you very attractive." If Nanaki didn't have red fur, Kimahri would have seen the deep blush fall across his face as he said that. His shoulders and paws brushed across Kimahri's chest and arms as he leaned in, and they were both equally surprised that Kimahri was already throbbing in arousal to Nanaki's touch. Nanaki leaned down and sniffed gently at Kimahri's balls, letting his nose slide up the warm, slick shaft; his tongue lapping gently, tasting the musk of the large Ronso. Kimahri sighed aloud, enjoying the soft and warm tongue sliding across his cock. He lay back slowly, his stiffening member like a pole in the air that slapped against his tummy as it repositioned. Nanaki's warm tongue and lips returned to the head of the member as the younger warrior tasted the warmth and sweetness of the Ronso's pre. Kimahri almost purred in delight, letting out groans of pleasure as he felt the long, lasting tastes from Nanaki's tongue and lips; he thrusted a bit against it, letting his shaft slide through the lips sideways. Nanaki gapped his maw slightly, letting the tip of the massive meat catch in his lips as he slid ever so slowly down the tender, hot meat. Kimahri moaned a bit as he felt the warm muzzle slide down his cock, encasing it, inch by inch, into the heat. Nanaki's tongue slithered across the body of the cock as it pressed further into his maw, tasting the pre and drinking the mass as he moved to the end, deep-throating the massive cock that he seemed to rumble and enjoy. Kimahri placed his paws on top of Nanaki's head and thrust into his throat, letting his shaft shiver and twitch heavily pouring his pre and feeling it as it got swallowed over and over again. His paws slid along Nanaki's body, feeling the warm short fur that flexed its muscle as he massaged his way to the firm, well built ass. The Ronso leaned forward and took Nanaki's balls into his muzzle, making the other groan, stretching his vocals against the hot cock. The Ronso suckled on the sack, feeling how heavy the balls were in his mouth. His tongue trailed along the base of the creature's cock, who dripped pre onto the floor. Ever so gently, Kimahri pulled Nanaki onto his chest and rolled onto his back, he craned his neck a bit so he could taste Nanaki more, as the red furred creature was pleasuring him. Nanaki slid his lips back to the tip of Kimahri's cock, the heavy pre dripping from his maw and over his hips. He groaned at the feel of the rough Ronso tongue against his balls and cock. He too was dripping heavy pre over Kimahri's chest and stomach. His tail swayed lightly as he lapped his way to the end of the cock and looked back. "You are very good at that, Kimahri..." He sighed in pleasure. "Kimahri good at other things too..." The Ronso spoke as he removed his lips from Nanaki's balls. Kimahri gripped Nanaki by the hips and sat up. The red beast gasped in surprise as he got the feeling he was going to fall into the fire, but didn't. Instead, his body was lifted and his back was rested against the Ronso's pre-soaked chest, the spiked feeling of the large cock pressed against the hole of his tail. He groaned a bit as he could feel the pre from Kimahri throb against his hole. "D-do tell..." Nanaki panted at the teasing Ronso. "Kimahri more than tell..." The Ronso said as he thrusted his hips upward, sliding rather quickly into Nanaki. Nanaki groaned and yowled out as he felt Kimahri fill him with the slick, hot cock. Pre spouted from his own member, sloshing against himself and dripping down over Kimahri's sack and legs. Nanaki leaned against Kimahri who gripped the base of his cock tight, stroking it hard and fast. His own hips thrusting up and into Nanaki's tail, the pre from both of them slicking the ride. Kimahri leaned his head over Nanaki's shoulder, panting as he continued his onslaught. He nibbled a bit on Nanaki's shoulder, his hot breath increasing in speed across the other warrior's chest and belly. Rather abruptly, Kimahri bit down and let out a slightly muffled growl, his cock twitched HARD within Nanaki and Kimahri's fangs let go as he tossed his head back into a mighty ROAR that filled the cavern as his cock exploded inside Nanaki, filling him with cum as powerful as a geyser going off. Nanaki panted heavily, feeling the Ronso cum fill him and spill out the sides of his tail, pouring over Kimahri's balls and the floor. Kimahri's head returned over Nanaki's shoulder as he gripped and tightened his thrusting. The feeling of such muscle along his back, mixed with the heavy smell and feel of the cum that filled him, made Nanaki lean back and howl out loudly, as he succumbed to Kimahri's stroking and fired his load. Ropes of heavy white cum sprayed from his cock, splashing all over himself, Kimahri had craned his neck a bit and took a blast in the face, he lapped it out of the air as he could. His throbbing muscles relaxing a bit as they both came down from their orgasms. Nanaki turned his head up and licked his own cum off Kimahri's face. They both grinned, and after a few moments, they separated. "That was great..." Nanaki panted. "Best sex I've ever had." Kimahri groaned, laying back on the ground and looking at Nanaki. "Mmm yes... Kimahri needed release..." "You sure you can't stay?" Nanaki asked, stepping over to Kimahri and laying next to him. Kimahri shook his head. "Kimahri must return to Spira... Kimahri hopes Nanaki understands." Nanaki nodded. "Part of being a leader of people is understanding things like that. We can use grandpa's weather machine to send you home." The two of them nuzzled a bit. "Let's go..." ***** Gears turning and cogs winding took up most of the sound in the great machine at the top of Cosmo Canyon. Nanaki gave Kimahri the instructions to give to the machine. Telling him how to create lightning, and where to send it to strike. "Now, all you have to do is press the button labled "Start" and I'll take care of the rest." Nanaki said a bit loudly to get above the noise in the room. Kimahri pressed the Start button, and a whining from the control panel rose in volume, until they could no longer hear it. They could hear gears grinding above them and lightning flashed in the sky just above the chamber. Nanaki stepped forward "Oh, here..." He said, reaching behind his head and pulling a feather from his headband. Kimahri took it and looked at the object. "A momento... Good luck!" Kimahri turned toward Nanaki and embraced him into a powerful and passionate kiss. "Thank you, Nanaki." He said quietly into his ear. He released Nanaki and stood, walking over to a small power box, he looked back with a smile and nodded. Nanaki returned the smile and stepped up to pull a lever from the wall down. It snapped into place and a bolt of lightning struck. Sending electricity through the equipment into the power box. A brilliant flash of light caused the box to explode in electricity, and Kimahri was thrown backward from the jolt... ***** "Kimahri..." A familiar voice stirred the Ronso, who was lying in the snow. The thunderstorm had passed and the sun was shining brightly. Kimahri groaned a bit. "Kimahri is alright... Biran is thankful..." Kimahri groaned again as he struggled to sit up. "B-Biran...? Kimahri is home?" Biran shushed Kimahri. "Kimahri was struck by lightning, be still..." Kimahri sat up and looked over at the beautiful blue sky that brightened the heavens overhead. "Kimahri is... home..." He sighed and inhaled the sweet smell of the day. Biran looked confused. "Kimahri has always been home... the lightning must have hurt Kimahri badly. Did Kimahri have nightmares?" Kimahri looked around and realized he didn't return the way he left. He sighed to himself at the thought of such a wonderful dream. He stood to his feet, and almost stumbled as he looked over the horizon of such a beautiful day. He then looked at Biran, who returned a look of a stern type of worry and love in his eyes. Suddenly, their past seemed all too much like a dream, because all it was; was the past. And they had a future to look forward to. Biran smiled at Kimahri. "Come, Kimahri, let's go home." Kimahri nodded and the two of them made their way back toward the Ronso dwellings. But what neither of them had noticed, that pointing straight up out of the snow where Kimahri's hand had been, was a feather with a blue tip. It wafted in the breeze for a moment, before it was let loose, flying out into the mountain range. THE END