“I am so sorry.” the crimson scaled bangaa whispered as he cast his healing spell over the massive blue behemoth that was sitting on the dry ground in front of him.
BT let out a low groan as the cooling power of the cura spell washed through his body, his flesh hardened pushing the silver needles out from his hide making the intangir feel much, much better. The pain he had endured in order to protect his smaller herdmate was greater than he cared to admit to, however he would have accepted even more if it meant that the little red lizard would have been kept safe. Leaning down the intangir sniffed at the smaller male, noting with some displeasure that the scent of sorrow was so thick on Bukkaz that it made his nose burn slightly. Bumping the other with his wide nose BT let out a small chuff.
“I wish that I could believe that, but…” the bangaa’s lips were tilted down in a deep frown as he noticed the damage which had been done to the larger behemoth.
There were so many cactuar needles still stuck into the side of BT’s hide that it looked as though someone had tried to write calligraphy into his body. Small amounts of blood were leaking free from the incountable wounds making the bangaa’s stomach twist and turn unpleansatly, however he refused to look away from the ghastly sight. He was responsible for all that had happened to his larger companion after all, the least he could do was to be beholden to the sight for which his eagerness had brought about.
“This is all my fault.” Buukaz sobbed as he slowly lowered his hands down from the front of the blue behemoth’s side.
Placing his clawed hands over his face the bangaa couldn’t stop the tears as they fell down the sides of his tightly clenched eyes. This was not what he had wanted!
BT looked at the quietly crying lizard and then grunted before opening his mouth and rolling his tongue out. The feeling of the massive slobbery muscles sliding up his body startled Buukaz so much that the bangaa found himself gasping. A second sweep of the massive tongue followed soon after before a third, fourth and fifth encompassed Buukaz’s body; the bangaa didn’t know what to do at that point in time, as he was far too small to resist the larger behemoth’s ministrations, and yet as they continued on the wet slobbery feeling of being lick pushed against the sorrow within his head. Several seconds later the sadness had been stomped down so hard by a strange, albeit pleasant sensation of horrified glee that Bukkaz couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“Q-quit it!” the bangaa laughed while desperately putting his hands in front of his face.
BT refused to do as asked, of course. The intangir chuffed as he continued to lap away at his smaller herdmate, his golden eyes shone brightly as he could literally taste the sadness being removed from the little lizard. He only stopped when the bitter tang of sorrow no longer soured the small buds along his drooling tongue. After that the blue behemoth let out a few soft chuffs before gently bumping the other with his broad muzzle.
“A-are you sure?” the now saliva soaked bangaa inquired in slight surprise.
When BT nodded at him Bukkaz looked down at his hands and then clenched them tightly together. Turning his head back up towards the blue behemoth the bangaa gave the other a small shaky smile before silently chanting the words for which would initiate his cura spell. Once the healing energy welled up within his body the red reptile turned his clawed hands back towards the intangir’s side and then placed them gently onto the the other’s still bleeding side. Knitting his brow together Bukkaz summoned up all of his mental strength as he pushed more of the healing energy out from his body into his larger company, he would see that the other was fully recovered if it was the last thing he did today.
And he almost got his wish too, because though the sun had been high in the sky when he had first started casting his spell the golden orb was almost ready to dip below the horizon when the last of the cactuar needles had fallen out from BT’s side. Buukaz sighed in relief as he did not want to have to pull out the several thousand small blade-like fibers which had pierced the blue behemoth’s side. He would have, of course, but at the moment he no longer had the mental strength to cast his spell so trying to do such a thing would have been almost impossible for him, despite his earlier conviction. BT could both see and smell this as he let out a painful, yet happy groan while staring down at his now quivering herdmate. The bangaa looked up at the blue behemoth with a fatigued smile.
“Don’t worry,” Buukaz huffed silently. “J-just a few more minutes and you’ll be back to perfect health.” the bangaa found himself laughing when his larger companion leaned down to nuzzle him. “Thank you.”
BT let out a silent growl in response.
The last glimmer of sunlight dipped down beneath the horizon when the last trace of the cactuar attack had been erased by Buukaz’s cura spell. The bangaa let out a happy sigh at seeing this, he then reached up to rub at his forehead. Casting such a spell, which was normally not all that taxing under usual circumstances, had given him a massive headache right now and it was taking every little bit of pride within him not to collapse in front of BT like a swooning maiden. When he was suddenly picked up by the intangir’s long ropey tail the bangaa didn’t have the strength to fight or argue, instead he merely gasped as he was gently placed upon the blue behemoth’s backside.
“What are you doing?” he asked as BT rose up from off of the ground and then began to stretch like an overgrown house cat.
Instead of answering him BT simply turned his head upwards to look at the sky. Noting the position of the stars, and the fact that the moon was only half full tonight, the blue behemoth took two great sniffs and then began slowly padding towards the west. Not knowing what was happening, and too tired to care if he were being one hundred percent honest with himself, Buukaz merely held onto the other’s backside as best he could as they made their way through the canyon area. BT walked for almost an hour before he got to where he wanted to be, though once he arrived at his destination Buukaz was almost fully asleep on his backside. Lowering himself to the ground and then bumping his snout into the little lizard’s body the intangir watched in amusement as the bangaa grumbled at him before rolling away. Though because his body sloped instead of remaining flat the red lizard ended up tumbling down off of him.
“AHHH!!” Buukaz yelped as he found himself splashing into a large body of cold water. Hurriedly swimming up to the surface so he didn’t drown the bangaa growled at his larger companion, but then quickly gaped as he looked around the darkened oasis that surrounded him. “BT, you…” he tried to say but before he could get a full sentence out the blue behemoth was charging off into the distance, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
Swimming to the edge of the lake a few moments later Buukaz slipped himself out of his wet clothes and then looked around for a dry patch of grass he could start a fire at. Thankfully he was able to do so soon enough because a few minutes after the naked bangaa was warming himself by the magical created fire BT returned with a bloody gift for him.
“You know, if you were another bangaa this would be considered a date.” Buukaz chuckled the intangir dropped the dead chocobo next to the fire he had created and then moved around to his side to curl up around him.
