Archive: Yes.
Rating: PG-13.
Fandom: Highlander: Methos/Kronos, Duncan/Methos
Summary: Kronos reflects on his former ally.
Notes: Kinda scares me to see how easy it was to hack into Krono's mind.

Sweet agony. I look at Methos and that is what I think. Such quicksilver beauty that I cannot hold.

I have never been able to truly understand him. His mind goes places mine can only quirk an eyebrow at and mock as intellectual folly. Yet he'll never know how secretly I desire what he has, the whip-snap of a brain that can figure out a conundrum in a few seconds, the instincts that always ring true.

Well, brother, I may not be able to outwit you, but maybe I can still outguess you. Whose side are you on? Mine or his? Or both? Or, oh yes, this must be it, your own, no one's, desiring above all else your survival.

He trembled when I held the sword to his neck. He has never done that before. Why, Methos? Has your Highlander taught you things about the pleasure of danger, or did you learn that in all those years we were apart? Was it trembling with joy or with fear? Did you want me to take your head, or don't your brotherly courtesies extend that far?

Will they take me into his bed, into a few kisses, a few cries of ecstasy? It wouldn't be the first time, but whose name will he call, his Highland child's or his blood brother's? I think I know.

Are you that careful, Methos? Would you try something while I slept in your arms, or don't you regularly kill the people you sleep with? And can you make the switch from lover to lover so easily that even your dreams will be of me and not Duncan MacLeod? I think not.

Doubtless he's gone to warn the Avenging Angel of impending doom. "Kronos is here, come save me," he'll say. And the sweet Highland boy will fall right into the trap I have prepared. I want his Quickening, by all the odds it's a good strong one.

So Methos, you get to play damsel in distress. Or maybe not -- doesn't your boytoy know about your sinster past? Oh Methos, Methos, silly one, don't you know that you should always be careful about that sort of thing? What story are you going to give him?

I've heard Cassandra's also in town. Pursuing me. As if she could find me! Will she run into you? Wouldn't I like to be a fly on the wall during that meeting -- the sparks of something quite different from the ancient lust will be flying there.

Ahh. So you've returned. No Highlander in tow. Amazing. You've failed -- that's something I've never seen before.

Methos. I know all too well you've no loyalty to me. Not anymore. So what I must do is figure out how your interests may best align with my own, so that I may keep that brain of yours as my best ally and that body as my favorite lover.

END