Peter Pan and Me

51-Take Your Leaf Off Me', 18364, 'CHAPTER 51----TAKE YOUR LEAF OFF ME


"Pa're, Rico, Barry."

"That rhymes," Peter said, denying the existence of Lost Boy death and
not for the first time.

He held his torn up, ripped up, cut up, shredded belly. But Peter fell to
his knees and did something completely unexpected. He cried. Like the
little boy that he was. I wasn't sure what wounded him more my comment
that he caused the deaths of Barry, Pa're, and Rico; or the deep belly
wound made by Legolas in Peter's belly button. It should have killed him.
He was wounded in other places and not just by Legolas. He had a huge
battle or series of battles but was not phased by these until this
moment. I don't know what saved Peter this time but since Seth had killed
him and now this...I wondered if somehow he couldn't be killed since he
had met God and gone to Heaven and to hell. Here he was, crying like a
little child. Perhaps it had all been too much for him. We couldn't heal
Rico for some cosmic reason and as for Barry and Pa're, there weren't
even bodies to bury, not even their skeletons survived the moat fire. As
Peter cried, I felt no need, no overwhelming desire to go to him, to
comfort him. Instead, two pairs of feet, soon joined by a third pair,
stood over Peter. Their possessors held three pairs of hand on Peter's
bare back. Peter looked up, tears streaming. He was huffing from his
wracking cry. He couldn't speak. He couldn't get up. He looked into the
souls, the spirits, the very beings of his lost Lost Boys. Barry. Pa're.
Rico, just joining. Peter shook them away from him and stood up,
powerful. "It's time to go." And his stomach was completely healed.
Denial of it? Why was he healed? Who knows. Maybe it was God. Maybe since
he died already and rose, he couldn't be completely killed or wounded.
Maybe it was not God at all. Maybe it was satan. Maybe Peter WAS evil.

"What?" I stood up, putting Rico's body down into the hands of Je'ne and
Aoi, "What? Not even a funeral for him?"

"There's no time to waste. I can take them part of the way. My goat and
Tink will take them the rest of the way."

His crying was all over. He was his captain self now. "The game is over,
time to find a new one."

I walked over to him, turned to look at the Lost Boys who died. One of
them, I don't know which, said, "It's alright. It was fun. But it's over
now. We have to move on."

"We'll...we'll...bury him, Chase," Je'ne said calmly.

Jene, Landen, Jennie, Sole, Aoi, Rollin, Bo, and Bailey, hugged the dead
Lost Boys. Rico's body lay at their feet. They hugged, cried. Impatient
Peter shook with ADHD. "Come on, come on, come on, c'mon." He flew up
and the souls of the three Lost Boys left the living Lost Boys. Bailey
clung to one leg of his brother Barry while Bo clung to the other. The
Twins or rather Triplets were about to be separated. For a long time,
but, not forever.

"No!" I yelled. I looked at them again. It was calming. I didn't want to
be calmed just then. I smiled warmly at the eyes of Rico, Pa're, and
Barry.

"We did it for you."

"For you."

"And for Peter."

"It was fun."

"Time to go."

Peter came over and pushed me, out of their way, "Like I said, it's just
like I said. I always know best, know what to say, so come on before I
decide to not take you at all and..."

SMACK! I SMACKED Peter. Landen, wounded but not seriously, laughed. Peter
looked angrily at him, holding his red cheek. Landen dropped his smile. I
turned to smack him again but Peter grabbed my upper arm. I said it
again, "I hate you!" But Peter knew I didn't hate him. For as sad I
was..I flew off. Flew. So I was still thinking happy thoughts. The Lost
Boys took care of Rico's body. Peter shrugged, waving off his cheek
pain...then he and the fairy boy lifted into the air and the trio of dead
Lost Boys rose up with them in a tunnel of brilliant fairy lights all
spiraling upward vertically like a tunnel to heaven. A stairway to
heaven. Brilliant lights. Light. Funnel. Angels.

Later. Burial. Funeral. Giant purple Rose Grove. One of the most
beautiful cliffs of Neverland overlooking a sea of violet.

Of course, I helped bury the body of Rico and officiated at the
ceremony, which, whole not as elaborate as Peter's had been, was quite
nice and with some of the beings Rico knew when he was alive: a Time
Lord, a Time Merchant, a rather kind Vincent from BEAUTY AND THE BEAST, A
MAN FROM ATLANTIS, a ghostly captain from New England with his friend Mrs
Muir, boys and dino people from DINOTOPIA, Professor QuarterMass, the
telepathic Cally from BLAKE'S 7, and others.

As the ceremony was over and the guests just about all gone, Peter
returned, tired, and he voiced that opinion. For the moment, I was still
furious with him. Rober and Scen were holding hands when Peter returned,
and pushed between them, literally having to break their hands apart with
his hot studly body.
Peter added to my anger at him with this: "Well, you two, I can de-age
you both to be younger, just as I had with Chase..."

I fumed. Was it jealousy or anger as his callousness at losing three Lost
Boys and just well, moving on like he was. Just having delivered them to
Heaven, one would think he would be more moved by their loss.
"Replacing?" Was all I could stammer out.

Peter said, without even looking at Rober and Scen, "You can stay boys
forever!"

I was thinking, "I am so going to kick his ass someday." It sounds
better out loud so...

"Oh, I am so gonna kick his ass," I said to Jene and Sole. They looked at
me and then smiled at each other. They snorted to cover up their laughs.
What might have been belly laughs. But they knew I fumed and as scared as
they were of Peter, they more afraid of hurting me right now. But they
laughed.

I ran over to him, "Peter!"

Peter wouldn't look at me and just held his head up high, "No, no, no,
Chase, no. Don't be jealous cause you are the only one who I ever did
that too."

"I wonder what else he's the only one he ever did things to," Elise
whispered to Scen and Rober.

Peter then turned to her, "And you, fairest of fair," He bowed.

What the fuck is this then?

He took her hand and kissed it. "Though it though be a long lost time
that we had a weaker sex among us lost boys, I offer the hand ship of
friendkip to thee."

"Maybe you should have gotten an English teacher," I pouted, "So you
can talk well."

Peter ignored me, "Elise, fair maiden, not since Wendy...or...or," he
dropped his regalness crap, "Or was it Jane or Mary or...Margaret or..."

"OH GET ON WITH IT YOU HACK," I snapped.

"Jealous much?" Peter snipped.

Some day I am going to so beat the shitt out of him. And I said so. Out
loud. "Some day I really am gonna beat the shit outta him. I really
am."

Elise smiled and took her hand back, "I shan't wash it for...for...well
forever..."

This was nauseating. This girl was falling for his charms. She really was
falling for him. I was jealous. What if she stayed with us? I would
be...tough on me, I guess. I would move on and keep living as I have
always done. Alone. She really was falling for his charms. As my anger
faded, I realized...who wouldn't? Girl or boy? Then I realized why I fell
in love with him and fell in love with him all over again. And again. But
he needed a lot of forgiveness and forgiving. And patience.

"You can cook for us, clean, wash, and sew..."

That's what I do!

Elise looked at his eyes. Oh no, she's had it. She's snared. Those eyes.
"As nice as that sounds..." She chose her words very carefully now.
"...I have my kingdom to run, you remember...if you want to, you can help
me run it with me..."

Peter spat. He turned to the boys.

"Thanks goodness that Wendy complex is over." Me, that was.

"And what say you, of Rober and Scen?"

"Stay boys forever?"

"We want to marry."

Peter gagged. Then spat again.

Elise smiled, "You two are welcome in my kingdom."

"But, Elise, we thought...your kingdom held male...to male..."

"I have just made an edict that such prejudice, such religion, such evil
against people such as you and Scen, here, is not tolerated. Anyone who
wants to engage in such a thing can leave my kingdom."

"Marriage!" Peter snapped, "Be gone from my sight."

Rober took Peter's hand, "Thank you. Thanks for saving us. For saving
him."

Peter wouldn't look at Rober but spied a glance. He smiled at the teen.
"Enjoy your short lives. You need to. Soon you shall both be gray and
old. The beauty of your smooth bodies, wrinkled and crone like. Hunched
over."

I had a burning question to ask Pan. So, I did. "Peter..." I touched
his bare shoulder. "About marriage...I don't really know, what, what do
you think about it really? If you loved someone...forget it...it's an
adult thing I just wonder....do you even think of it, know if it?"

"Chase," he looked at me for the first time since I blamed him of the
death of three of our Lost Boys. "What is it about the rituals of women
and men...it's that." He held my chin in his hand. "I doesn't want any
of that."

"Oh, I see," I put my head down, leaving his palm. My chin free now.
While we chatted, aside from the others now, the others were talking
about what their future would bring. Scen and Rober wondered if they
should go with Elise to her kingdom. Or should they return to modern day
Earth? At the same time Bo and Barry were talking with the Lost Boys,
Rober, Scen, and Elise as well. It seemed to be a bit heated but tame,
compared to mine and Peter's usual bashes.

I then wondered if Peter could ever think about loving someone male in a
way that Wendy wanted him to. So I asked just like that. "But...but, Pea,
what, what if..well what if, noo never mind."

Peter shrugged, "If you don't think it's good enough to ask, then okay.
Let's find some dogs to pull tails on..."

Infuriated. "Peter, what if...well, if you did like marriages and would
marry someone, the way that Wendy wanted you to love her, what if someone
loved you that way and what if a male was that someone and wanted to have
you love them. Could you ever do it?

"No."

"Oh."

"I can't do it in the future."

"Why?"

"Cause'N, uhm, I already do love someone that way."

"Who?" I knew the answer so I smiled teasingly.

"You."

And with words, my whole body wracked with love and pleasure. I was
stimulated just like that. I even orgasmed in my denim shorts, no
underwear on beneath. Peter didn't notice. Or did he? I stared at Peter
lovingly. He stared back at me. He pressed his lips to mine, "Acorn."

"Pea..."

"No, don't have to do that..." He kissed me deeply.

After a long few minutes, I said, "You know that it is a kiss..."

"Shut up."

Scen smiled. "We want to go."

"Go where?" I asked to Rober and Scen.

"To the modern day world." Rober said.

"Yes, it sounds peaceful. Not at all like what my father raised me to
think of the world of the past we live in." Scen.

"Oh?" Peter said, and asked, "How will you get there."

"Peter, you'll take them." Me.

"I can. Don't know if I will." Peter picked a rose and ate it. Yeah a
rose. It tasted like an apple in this part of the Neverlands. "Mmmmm."

"And I want to go with them."

"WHAT?" I turned to Bailey. "Why, cause of Barry's death? Passing," I
corrected.

"That and...it's time for me to move on too," Bailey said.

For once, Peter paid attention. He glided over to us and touched down.
"What's this talk all about? Hate talk."

"I'm leaving, Peter."

"Ahh." Peter took out his knife from its sheath, "Where do you want it?"

Bailey laughed, his freckles lightening the mood, "Not that way,
Captain."

"Oh, shame really," Peter put it away, "Haven't killed someone in a dog's
age."

Sigh. "What? Leave Neverland?" I asked Bailey.

He nodded. "It's time I go back home."

"To Ireland." Peter added.

"Yes," I said for Bailey.

"But..but why?" Peter's eyes welled up.

"Peter, I have things to do. People I want to connect with. Girls I want
to..." Bailey turned away from a speechless Peter. I moved to Peter and
put a hand on his bony shoulder.

Bailey moved to Bo, "Are you sure you want to stay?"

Peter gulped.

Bo nodded affirmative. Jennie hugged him. They obviously had something
going on too. "Pea, we have to let them make their own decisions," I
found myself saying to Peter. Peter shook his shoulder from under my
hand. "Pea..."

"Well, who shall take him?" Peter folded his arms.

"Us," Rober reminded him, coming closer.

I moved to Rober, "Don't ...Rob...don't get too close right at this
moment."

Peter turned his back on all of us. I went to Bailey, "Bail, are you
sure? Really sure?"

"Yeah," he nodded, "I was thinkin of it even before..."

Peter turned to him, "But you're our, my best fighter. One of em anyway.
Not as good as me, of course but I...he...Chase...they need you."

Bailey shook his head, "I need me too. I need to be me, Peter Pan."

"I see," I said for Peter, "So...you do know you can die there too,
right?"

Bailey laughed, "Of course. I lived with it during the wars, the IRA."

"The IRS," Je'ne said and I was not sure if he was joking or not.

"The war is over now, thanks to Peter."

"Thanks to me!!??"

"Yes, you stopped the silly religious war between Catholic and
Protestant, between English and Irish..."

"Maybe I'll just start if up again, if I feel like it."

"Peter, stop it!" I snapped.

"I already did stop it, according to Redhead."

Bailey laughed, "I'm decided. I'll try to go back on my own if you won't
take me, Peter Pan."

"I..."

"I'll take you if he won't."

"Then you'll all end up shark food," Peter said. "Shark food!!!" And he
flew up and away, "Up up and away!"

We all waited. "Sigh," I sighed. We waited. The sun threatened to go
down. Peter returned.

"Well, Bailey, Scen, Rober, are you ready?"

Elise snickered but Landen and Rollin put a hand over her mouth to stop
her.

"We're ready," Bailey said. He ignored Rober and Scen who were locked
mouth in mouth. "Well, I am anyway."

"Time to go," Peter said and handed them sticks with bags tied on the end
like one might see on THE LITTLE RASCALS. Bailey hugged the other boys.
Rollin looked particularly sad. I think he wanted to go too but Rollin
didn't want to get old. Ever. He cried real tears whereas some of the
others, Aoi for example, weren't really crying. Aoi knew with Bailey
gone, he would be the best fighter again in Neverland, next to Peter and
maybe, maybe just maybe, me. Was I becoming as cocky as that cock? Peter.
The cocky boy, I mean.

Bailey said his last goodbyes to his brother Bo. Bo hugged him. Jennie
and Landen hugged Bailey too. Sole shook Bailey's hand. Aoi kissed his
lips. What was that about? Rollin wanted to do more, like suck his dick I
think but he didn't. He hugged him from behind. Tightly. Finally Peter
gave in and pulled Bailey from them and took off, trailing Bailey in his
hand, his right hand. Bailey, from the sky, waved down to us all and he
looked brilliant. Scen and Rober, hit with fairy dust by the fairy boy,
were carried away by Peter's wake.

After they left, I wondered if I should have gone with them. I already
missed Peter. He was going to and fro so lately. And I missed his boyish
innocence. All the latest battles and killings, took something from him
and from me. I knew we could get it back.

Alone, that night, I returned to the burning castle of Tyler, I managed
to find one of the fallen leaves off of Peter. I took off my soiled
denim pants. I was nude, but for my boots. I put the leaf on and took my
boots off. I flew back to the Underground House where the Lost
Boys...weren't. While their mom is away, the boys will play. It was
dark. I was so ready to spank their asses. Anyway Peter flew down. He saw
me totally nude but for the leaf on my dick. He looked at me like a
playmate. He looked like a playmate. A male one. He made some face that I
only saw Kari Wuhrer (you know of SLIDERS fame) make on the opening of
the new GENERAL HOSPITAL opening credits make. That woman could make
me...naw, never. She's sorta male in some ways like Rachel Welch or Lucy
Lawless. Anyway the move....it was this thing she/he did with his eyes
and shoulder, like luring me on, yet knowing he could deliver and get
feisty as well as teasing for sex. I am so gonna fuck his ass. I didn't
mind the teasing this time. His hand reached for me. So I moved away. The
leaf tickled. God, I hoped it wasn't poison ivy. Of course on Peter's
dick it wouldn't have given him the itches. He's impervious to
everything. Anyway, it was not the ivy. "Go on," I turned away from
Peter, back to his front. He came up behind me and I felt his slick, wet
body on mine. I turned, "GO ahead, I dare ya, take your leaf off me."

He did. Then he shrugged, "It's a good leaf." He walked away.

And if you believe that, well then, you will believe a boy could fly.

Wink wink...

Yeah, we did something but not the full deed...maybe I'll tell ya next
time...


TO BE CONTINUED...



No copyright infringement on PETER PAN and LORD OF THE RINGS characters
or books, novels, or tv shows are meant. My characters are mine though:
Bailey, Rollin, Rico, Pare, Bo, Je'ne, Sole, Chase, Tyler, Scen, Landen,
the fairy, etc are mine!