Chapter 1 Part 1: Rain From the Heavens
Hi I'm the Gray Fox and this is the beginning of my story series, Rain. This is my material so please do not copy it! If you do wish to show it publicly leave me a mesage, and we'll talk about it. As for a audience rating, this is for mature veiwers only! This first installment is limited in sexual themes but still BE WARNED there is nudity! Throught the series there will be blood, violence, and death not to mention a little yiff, so please be warned! You are not my responsibility if you read this story and can not handle it, younger audiences be advised! As for all mature viewers, sit back and let me show you a story of love and hate, past and future, Rain from the Heavens and Rain from HELL!
It was rain from the heavens that brought James to the small town of Rivendale. He took a cab from the airport and was searching for a future. He wanted to forget his past and his days in his homeland of Germany. He came to this small home town because all other flights to America were cancled due to serious thunder storms. He asked the driver to drive him around the twon until he found a place to start new. He ould not see much as a fogg set in the town and he could not se out his window in the cab. Finaly he could see the fogg separate and from the sky rain fell from the clouds. This was only aparent over a small college and nothing else around the town. Then sunlight began to penetrate through the coulds revealing an entrance gate. The sunlight bounced off the raindropps crating a effect he thought only the gods would allowed sight of. It was so great a sight it urged him to tell the driver.
"Ok stop driver. I think this is it." He said in his slight German accent.
"That'll be fifteen dollars kid."
He handed over the money and grabbed his duffle bag from the trunk of the cab. He then stood on the side walk saring in his dulldrum look at the college gate. The taxi drove off behind him and he slung the bag on his back, sighed, and walked farward to the gaurd standing by the gate. The gaurd put up his hand and said to stop. James lifted his head and placed his bag on the ground.
"I would like to enroll into this college and if you could direct me to the main building, it would be apreciated."
"Ok but i have to search you for any prohibited items. Step over to the metal detector please."
James walked over to the device and placed his bag next to it. He walked through and caused no alarm. The gaurd searched his bag and found nothing of intrest to him and motioned to him.
"Ok your all clean. Oh, and you you can find the office just up the road, up the steps and in the two front doors. Talk to the secratary and she will help you get enrolled."
"Thanks."
"No problem, krout."
"Shit head*" James mumbled to himself under his breath in Gemran. Krout was a prejeduce term for Germans and James hated it. He walked down the road and gazed at the large stone buildings of the campus as he walked by. The grand stone buildings reminded him of his homeland, Germany. He missed it allot and he missed his home... No, he could not go back now, he came to far. Besides this is his new home now and could not leave it. He procedded to the double doors and entered. students walked by and went about thier business not bothering with the new commer. James walked up to the desk and spoke to the secretary.
"Hi my name is James Guetenburg I would like to enroll in this college."
"Ok wait right here, I will go and get the papers."
James waited and looked around and found there wasn't much of intrest and the college students slowly emptied the room and soon only he was left with his duffle bag infront of the desk. Then the secratary returned and handed a packet of papers to him.
"Ok you have to read the first nine pages and then fill out the tenth in print and sign bellow on the dotten line. Ok? Good, you may have a seat in the chair over there and fill them out. He read down the pages rather swiftly since there wasn't much to read. It was basic information telling him the rules and that he was responsible for himself. He then bagan to fill you the back paper.
Name: James Gutenburg
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Gray Wolf
Eyes: Dark Blue
Length: 7ft
Ocupation: None
Education: Highschool Deploma, Engineering Master's Degree, Chemistry Master's Degree, Military Leadership
Age of Highschool Completion: 15
Scholarships: None
Parents/Gardians: Decesed
Crimes: None
Athletics: Marksmenship, Marshal Arts, Soccer
And then he signed on the dotted line. He walked up to the desk and placed his papers on it.
"Ok James, how long are you planning to enroll in Dudly Franklin Memeorial College?"
"Four years."
"Ok the total fee is $35,000, i have the papers for a student loan right here..."
"That won't be necesary, I can pay it in full now."
James takes out a check and takes a pen from the desk and writes down the dues and hands it to the secretary.
"Ok, we have a dorm ready for you and your testing schedual and information is on the bed there. All classrooms are offlimits until your testing is complete. The downward stairs in the library are always off limits to all students. Here is the key and the number of your dorm, enjoy your stay Mr. Guetenburg."
"Yes, just one question, is the dorm curently vacant?"
"I bleive so, yes."
"Ok, thank you."
Just then the doors opened behind him and another furr walked in. he walked up to the desk as James walked by. James procedded to his dorm and passed the library. He found two military guards infront of the stairs there. It made him curious about it, but he continued along his way.
He finaly reached his dorm, number 354. It was on the top floor of dorm section B. He opened the door and entered the room. It was a nice room with a small computer on a desk in the corner. A large King size bed along the wall infront of a television. At the farside he could see two small doors that opened outward. He pulled back the curtains and found a small balcony. This was very nice indeed. James set his bag on the bed and opened it. He unbuttoned his large gray overcoat and set it on the bed. This revealed his uniform, the only cloths he had. It was entirely made out of wool, exept for the undershirt and boxars. It was gray and on his neck where a tie would go was his Iron Cross, to which we worked hard for. He sliped off his jacket and layed it on the bed. He then took off his long black leather boots and set them on the floor. He folded the cloths up and put them in the drawers provided. He then removed his sockes which each revealed a small plastic bag with a metal part inside. He then removed his gray wool pants that revealed seven other bags placed in seperate locations. He took each piece of metal out from the bags and started asembling them together. When he was finished he took the magasine from the peanut jar in his bag, brushed it off, and slid it into his gun he assembled. The finished product, a 8mm s1896 mauser pistol. He then removed the magazine and checked the chaimber, it was unloaded, and pulled the trigger to test if it still worked. Sure enough it made a click, that was the sound of the fireing hammer, that single metal part can cause death almost instantly in the hands of a trained killer. He was thank full for the anti metal detection bags he stole from his home in germany, the proved quite efective and useful. He then slid the gun back into the peanut jar and put a wadd of tisue papper on top of it. He put it in his drawer under his cloths. Finalaly he took another plastic bag out from his duffle bag. This bag he had tucked in his spare boots. It was his prized dager, you recieved one from graduating from his highschool. Each one had a name on it that was given to the barrer. He unsheathed the dagger to read the inscription. His said in bold leaters, Rain. He then resheathed it and started removing things from his bag. Then thier was a sound at the door, some one was comming in! He quickly hid behind the door and waited to see who it was. The person he heard was a furr. The fur had on a white button down shirt, that wasn't buttoned at all. A white t-shirt underneath. Tight blue jeanes and carried a small suit case, just large enough for cloths. He was a fox, stood seven feet tall and James couldn't yet see his eyes. James rushed out from behind the door and put the knife to his neck, closed the door with his foot and put his hand over his mouth.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"MMMM....MMMM!"
"Will you scream?"
The fox shood it's head no, and James let go of his mouth.
"Jesus christ, who the fuck are you?"
"I'll ask the questions! Who are you?"
"I'm Casey, and your new room mate, so could you let me go!"
James realized who it was then, it was the furr he saw walking in just after him in the lobby. He let him go and resheathed his dager and picked up unpacking.
"So thats it? Not going to kill me?"
"Nope."
"Not going to dump me over the balcony?"
"Nope."
"Not even going to tell me your name?"
"James Gutenburg, nice to meet you Casey no last name given."
"Hunter, Casey Hunter, and your not very good at first inpresions are you."
"I like to protect myself."
"What, by pointing a dager at the neck of everyone who meets you? That not protecting yourself, thats just being... well, crazy! I'm going to request a diferent dorm, bye."
Just as Casey was about to leave something told James that he wanted him to stay, he didn't know why but his instincts never let him down before and why should they now?
"No don't go, please stay, I'm sorry, its just that this is a new place for me and I am a little on the edgy side. I'm not from here I just moved here from Germany and I could realy use a friend, what do you say?"
Casey didn't want to stay, realy, but the look on James' face and his big blue eyes... he couldn't bring himself to say no.
"Alright, fine but your going to have to put the knife away, your scaring me shitless."
That was the first thing James had ever said in his life that realy came from the bottom of his heart, it was his first plea of helplesnes. He didn't know why but when Casey agreed to stay it made him feel like he won the lottery, and for somereason he felt like he could trust this furr. James streched out his hand and put the other one with the dager behind his back.
"Well mabie we should start over, hi my name is James Gutenburg, would you like to share this rooom with me and may I ask your name sir?"
"Hi I'm Casey Hunter, its nice to meet you James. I would love to share a room with you sir."
Casey put his hand over his mouth to prevent himself from laughing. They sounded so stupid, but for some odd reason Casey now felt he could trust James, and he didn't know why.
"Well uh (ehem) I beter unpack my stuff, I see you have already unpacked yours."
"I could help you, I took the drawers on the right you can have the ones on the left."
"Ok, thanks."
James set his dager down on the computer desk and helped Casey unpack his cloths. He found a set of paper magazines at the bottom of the bottom of his suitcase and it had two male furrs holding hands on the fron cover. James was curious about it, and didn't know what it ment, so he turned to Casey and asked him.
"Casey, what are these?"
"Um, those are mine sorry."
Casey quickly took the small stack of magazines away from James and put them in the bottom drawer. Casey was a little embaresed so he tried to change the subject.
"So where are our first examination schedual papers?"
"Oh, I set them on the desk, I was going to look at them later."
"Oh ok lets look at them now and then we'll get some dinner I'm starving!"
Casey picked up the papers and layed them out on the desk so they both could see. The tests were at 10:00PM so they had jsut enough time to go to dinner and go to take the test.
"Ok I'll be in the bathroom getting changed and then you can change out here."
James found that he didn't mind listening to what Casey told him to do. It was like it was natural for him. Still he didn't understand why? James slipped into his uniform and buttoned his overcoat. He took his field cap out of his bag, which was also gray wool, and put it on. James then slipped his pistol, quietly, in the hidden holster in his belt. It was loaded and ready for anything. He then put his dagger up his sleve in a hidden pocket and butoned it closed. He was ready to go. Casey opened the door and steped out, his eyes widdend.
"Nice outfit... Ok lets go."
They walked out the door and James tried to fix his coat when the button holding his dagger came loose. The dagger sheath fell off and with lightning speed James caught the sheath and stepped to the side and caught the dagger just in time.
"Ehem, sorry about that."
He slipped his dagger back in the pocket and buttoned it, tight.
"That was amasing where did you get such a... I'll call it a tool, anyway."
"It was a graduation present from my father after highschool. Three years ago."
"You finished highschool at 15! What did you do until now?"
"Earned my Engineering Master's Degree, Chemistry Master's Degree, and Military Leadership degree in a military college."
"Wow, where did you go?"
"I don't like to talk about it."
"Hmm, a wolf of mystery, some guys find that attractive you know."
Casey was just kidding around and wanted to see what James said.
"Thanks, but what do you mean attractive? Are they pulled to one another through the thought of mystery, I don't understand?"
Casey was going to laugh but then he thought, was he serious? He sure sounded like it. But, then he shoke the idea away and just laughed it off instead,
"Good one! Hey turn here its faster."
They bi-passed the arrows to the cafateria and entered the kitchen. They walked past all of the cooks and they didn't seem to notice. They entered the cafateria, and grabbed a tray. James just did what Casey did and took the same food. He never realy understood what all the food was so he just followed along. They payed thier bill and sat down to eat. They didn't talk much through the meal until James asked
"So, how do you know so much about this school, you act like you've been here before?"
"Actualy I spent a whole year here, but then I got a job at the resturant in town and thought I didn't need to go to college. I rented an apartment in town and stayed there for a while, then i couldn't pay the rent and realized I needed a better job. I needed to go back to school for that, so I did."
"What happened with you paying off your rent?"
"I realy don't want to talk about it. So why did your parents make you come here, from that school you were going to?"
"My parents are dead."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't be, they deserve it."
Casey thought to himself, how could anyone say that?! He must have a good reason but Casey didn't want to ask him though. James realised it was kind of acward so he spoke up.
"So what about your family?"
"Well my parents have no idea where I am, I ran away from home when I turned eighteen. I told them who I was but they didn't like it. As for any relationships, I had a boyfriend when I first moved here, but he and I just stopped talking. We just weren't ready for love I guess."
James was totaly puzzled, what was this love that Casey spoke of? It sunded stupid, like a type of exersise or something, he didn't get it and was going to ask but Casey had already taken the trays away and James and to hurry to catch up.
They made it to the tests just in time, they sat down and took them as best they could. James and Casey couldn't stop looking up from the test at eachother. It felt realy wierd to James, but Casye knew what was going on. Casey realised he might like James. James was a ok guy but realy strange. He was realy cute though, he got a good look at him in his boxers too. It was realy hard to consentrate on the test for James, not a problem he usualy had. Yet, he couldn't keep his mind off of Casey. He kept looking up at him to see if he was still there, but every time Casey looked back at him at the same time. He got a strange feeling in the bottom of his stomacke and didn't know what it was. Was he getting sick? No it actualy felt good like a cared about Casey. It was the first time James cared about anyone realy. Finaly the tests were over, and the techer ran the tests through a machine. They both passed, barley, but they managed to still make the good caurses. They walked back to their room and stepd inside. James took off his coat and hung it up. He then took off his jacket and hung it up and began taking off his pants.
"Wait James, I'll go in the bathroom and you can change out here."
"Why it realy doesn't bother me, unless it bothers you?"
"No, no its ok with me."
"Well then don't make such a fuss."
James took off all of his cloths and put them in a laundry hamper. Casey did the same. Casey started to put on his underware when he turned to get a look at James, oh yeh, he was realy cute! He was so musculer, and realy thin at the same time, and his German accent was a real turn on too. He was mostly pure gray exept for a white spot just around his sheath. James slipped into his sweat pants and sat down at his computer. Casey turned on the television. James looked up the schedual for tomarrow's classes and found that they both had tomarrow off. So he went over to get ready for bed. Casey found nothing intresting on tv so he turned it off and layed a blanket on the floor. James didn't understand why.
"What are you doing? Why arn't you sleepong in the bed?"
"Well, I didn't think you wanted a gay guy to sleep next to you in the only bed so I thought id sleep on the floor instead."
"I don't mind you sleeping in the bed, and what do you mean gay, whats gay? Are you sick or something?"
"Ha ha very funny. I'll stay on the floor then. Good night."
James became frustrated and told him strait out.
"I'm serious I don't know, and stop acting like your lower then me. As far as I'm concerned we are equal in rights so don't make yourself lower."
"You realy mean that? I just always felt lower than other people because I thought they wouldn't like me because I like other guys. James thats the most meaningfull thing anyone told me. Thanks."
Casey pulled back the covers and climbed into bed. He stayed on the other side as to not upset James. James then asked.
"So what realy is being gay?"
"Wow you realy don't know anything about love do you, I knew it. Ok i'll start from the beginning."
Casey basicly told James everything there was to know from the warm feeling you get from likeing someone to the birds and the bees. Casey thought it was funny, how could a eighteen year old boy not know what love was. It realy puzzled him quite abit, but James understood most of it.
"And thats about it. So i'll see you tommarow James, good night."
James wanted to ask more questions but felt he should save them. He did notice one thing though, the way Casey told him this made Casey look like he had a warm feeling inside, mabie Casey liked James. James had to ask.
"Casey do you love me?"
It was too late Casye was already asleep. Ah well, he would ask him anothe time. Then it came to him, why was he never told about this in the military school? Why didn't his parents ever tell him? Why didn't he learn in school? Casey turned over in his sleep. James got a new thought in his head, something he thought was the best thing he ever felt. Did he love Casey? With that he went to sleep.
Thank you for reading this first installment of my story, I hope you liked it! As for comments, constructive critesizm is very much apriciated! There will be four parts two this story, two parts a chapter, so stay tunned and the next part will arise. Glory to the Iron Cross comrades.