Rescue of the Rainbow Singers

It was a very warm night and Ricky sat alone in his darkened bedroom dressed only in his cotton undies. His little fist tried to rub some of the sleep out of his eyes as he hunched over the keyboard of his computer.

YOU'VE GOT MAIL the machine boomed out loudly. Startled by the sudden noise in the quiet room, Ricky jumped to turn the volume down. 'Geeze', he thought, 'that was way too loud...hope Mom didn't hear it.' He tilted his head in the dark and held his breath while listening for the little sounds which would tell him if his mom was on her way to his room:

Nothing.

Relieved, he ran his fingers through his dark hair and sighed a bit. 'Damn, that was a close one...I don't wanna be grounded again.' Ricky was supposed to have been in bed hours ago on this school night. But he just had to see if there were any nice new pics in the newsgroup, or if his special friends had left any messages for him. He decided to check the mail first before connecting to his favorite internet newsgroup.

Ricky's blue eyes reflected the colors from the bright Sony monitor in front of him as the America On Line mailbox finally opened up to display the mail waiting for him. There was only one...from someone named, "Boy Blue".

"Hmmmm...", thought Ricky, "...who is "Boy Blue"?, I don't know any Boy Blue ... must be junk-mail."

Ricky was curious and clicked it open anyway. But something was not right...the thing wasn't opening like regular mail. The screen went blank for a second scaring Ricky,"Oh gosh, I broke my 'puter", he thought. But just when the boy was about to panic, a tiny bright pinpoint of intense light appeared at the center of the darkened screen and quickly expanded into a pulsing rainbow of colors: blue, yellow, red, orange, violet, and many other colors Ricky couldn't identify. It filled the screen, but didn't stop there. The circle of color continued to expand right into his room, spreading and spreading until Ricky was totally surrounded with a room-full of gently pulsing rainbows.

Ricky was so astonished and scared, that he didn't even realize that he'd jumped out of his chair. His back was now pressed up against the wall opposite to where his computer sat on his desk. But his computer and desk were not there anymore. In its place was...was... well, Ricky wasn't sure what it was. It appeared to be some kind of opening, a glowing hole where his computer used to be. And it was growing bigger and bigger each second. Ricky slowly became aware of something else--a humming noise, like the sound of many voices singing very low, so low he could just barely make it out. All he could think right then was: "I hope they don't wake mom up, she'll be real upset."

Ricky glanced around his room: bed, chairs--everything now looked odd and unfamiliar. When he waved his hand, each movement he made disturbed the bright colors which hung in the air like a fine glittery mist.

"Wow!...this is way cool...nobody is ever gonna believe it...," he said to himself.

Holding his slim arms out in front of himself Ricky glanced down at his bare body--and gasped. He was glowing! His stomach and smooth legs glistened with a coating of delicate silvery colours like the stuff on a butterfly's wing. He turned to the long mirror in his room and lost his breath again. He stood staring in wonder at the strange image of himself: he was slender, smooth, beautiful--and totally naked. Ricky was confused, "What happened to my underwear?" But he remained there gazing at his reflection, "Wow! Is that really me?" Somehow, he had been transformed into this silvery glowing creature in the mirror. "What the heck is happening to me?" Ricky asked aloud, "I look like a ...a...I look...."

"You look just fine..." sang out a voice behind him. Ricky spun around startled that someone else was in the room with him.

"Huh?"

Ricky's desk had reappeared and reclining on it, looking relaxed and swinging his legs was--'Boy Blue'. Ricky knew it was Boy Blue because the kid's skin was as blue as the early evening sky, and Ricky could see he was a "he" because Boy Blue was also quite naked.

"Hi Ricky," said Boy Blue. Although the kid wasn't smiling his voice seemed friendly and full of laughter. This caused Ricky to relax a bit.

"Hi ...uh...Boy Blue...did you do...all of this?" Ricky gestured vaguely around his room.

"Yes, our two worlds are in big trouble Ricky, and I need you to come with me, 'cause only you can help..."

Boy Blue's voice sounded funny--almost girlish, but pleasant to Ricky's ear. It was like music and seemed to slide up and down a scale full of hidden shades of feelings, meanings, and emotion. And the young boy knew immediately that Boy Blue was speaking the truth. Ricky believed that something important was happening and he was part of it. But he couldn't begin to imagine what.

PART 2

Ricky stared at Boy Blue who quickly slid off the desk and was suddenly standing beside him. Boy Blue was taller and somewhat older than twelve-year-old Ricky. He looked about thirteen or fourteen, but he was just as slim and smooth. Curious Ricky couldn't help taking another quick peek 'down there', but Boy Blue didn't have any hair there either. So they were even in that department. Some of the glittery butterfly-effect which now totally covered Ricky's body was also on that strange blue skin, but not nearly as much. In contrast to his skin Boy Blue's hair was pale gold--almost white. It was long, falling all the way down past his waist almost to his knees. Ricky could hardly keep his eyes off that weird hair, 'cause it kept slowly moving about Boy Blue's body. It occasionally spread and caressed the blue skin then swept up and down as if it had a life of its own. Ricky giggled to himself that his new friend was like a strange blue Hanson brother from the popular music group.

"We must go now," sang Boy Blue. Ricky could feel the dark shades of urgency in his voice.

"Ok...I'll go with you...but I have to leave a note for mom so she wouldn't worry about me.." said Ricky.

"That's not necessary, if we are successful we will return at this very same time, so no one will ever know you were gone...and if we are not successful, then...there will be no world to return to..."

The black tones and heartbreaking emotions in Boy Blue's voice, as he sang/said that, nearly made Ricky want to cry.

"Alright then," said Ricky, "I'll just get some clothes"

"No Ricky, only your transformed body can enter my world...um...why do you need clothes anyway? You have nothing to be ashamed of." This time Boy Blue's musical voice was filled with fun and teasing laughter. Ricky blushed.

"Come here Ricky."

Ricky approached the blue boy who pulled him in close and wrapped his arms around his body in a tight intimate embrace. Ricky wondered what was happening but didn't want to ask, he was afraid that the taller boy might let go of him. Being in Boy Blue's arms with their bare bodies pressed together felt comfortable and good. Then Ricky felt Boy Blue's strange hair sweep around him as if it too was trying to embrace him. Ricky could feel his body tingle where the ends of Boy Blue's rippling hair gently flicked and stroked his bare silvery skin.

Suddenly they were moving--two young boys spinning upwards and away, entwined together amidst a blaze of fiery light and absolute darkness. Ricky was very frightened, and his body stiffened against the other boy, he closed his eyes and clutched Boy Blue tighter. Boy Blue ran his fingers through Ricky's dark hair and pressed his mouth close to his ear, he whispered a soothing song with no words. But Ricky understood what it meant: "It's alright, don't be afraid...don't be afraid....my friend."

Ricky's room was suddenly very dark and very empty. Nothing moved or made a sound. Some silly insect lost its life when it bashed itself to bits in a fatal plunge against the glass of the closed bedroom window. Ricky's mom would have been very alarmed if she happened to check his room at that moment. The computer on the desk was still on and the monitor still glowed like a bright door to another world. But Ricky was gone--he had just begun the greatest adventure of his young life.

PART 3

Boy Blue and Ricky found themselves free-falling together through soft striped blue-grey clouds that were sprinkled with tiny twinkling stars. It felt as if he and Boy Blue were actually tumbling upward inside a huge endless tunnel. The sensation was so strange that it caused the contents of his stomach to rise into his mouth. 'Oooh', thought Ricky, '...I'm gonna throw up all over Boy Blue if we don't stop soon.'

As if he could sense that Ricky was uneasy and upset, Boy Blue began another song; again there were no words, just sounds, but it made Ricky remember lots of nice things, like opening presents at Christmas with his mom, or the time when he caught a really big fish--or another time when he walked along the beach with warm sand squishing between his toes. He closed his eyes and could almost, almost, feel the sea-breeze blowing gently through his hair; Oh, Boy Blue's voice made him feel so happy and contented.

Abruptly, the tunnel-like passage disappeared. And the two found themselves falling through bright open sky the color of pale violet. They had completed the change from Ricky's Earth to Boy Blue's world. Boy Blue seemed a bit startled that he was suddenly back in his own dimension and his song stopped in mid-breath. Ricky was so very surprised, that for a second he forgot to hold on to his friend and began to tumble to the ground.

"Oh...HELP!!" yelled Ricky. Boy Blue tried to grab his hand, but missed. Then as Rickey floated quickly downwards, the blue kid's long marvelous hair fanned out like strange wings and he dived swiftly toward Ricky and caught him up in his arms.

"Oh wow! I was floating...not falling..." Exclaimed Ricky.

"In this world you can 'fly'...or float...you will soon learn how to control your body "

"That's so kewl...when will I....." But Ricky's question was cut short by the rising sound of many voices. The lovely music filled the air around the two boys. It was a melody of unearthly beauty. There were voices that sang high, and voices that sang low, and there were some that sang somewhere in between, but they all blended together in a way that was filled with magic and which made Ricky's heart beat faster. The voices sang a welcome song. The song 'felt' like sadness and heartbreak overcome by great joy, for the missing one was back home where he belonged.

The ones to whom the voices belonged floated up together, dancing on air as they whirled around the two boys. Ricky stared in awe at the alien children, at least they looked like children to him. They were all sizes, some dressed in robes as insubstantial as cobwebs. Mostly, they wore nothing at all. They were various shades of blue going from the palest blush of color one could call 'blue', to something so dark it was almost black, but they all had hair that was alive in a way that Ricky could never have imagined. The crowd surged towards the two boys and reached out to touch them with their hands as well as with fluttering tendrils of hair. The lively hair came in many colors: red, black, orange, green and even purple, but Ricky noticed that Boy Blue's hair was the longest and most alive of them all.

The friendly little touches and caresses from all those hands did not miss a single spot on the bodies of the two boys. Fingers stroked arms, cheeks, legs; one small fingertip traced its way down the back of Ricky's neck, and along his spine, all the way down to his little bum. This made Ricky squirm, breathless and giggly. He wondered if it would be bad manners to cover his little stick with his hands, but he did not choose to do so. All those gentle, intimate, touches, especially those to the 'private' parts of his body, were causing an obvious physical response. Boy Blue still had one arm around his waist so Ricky glanced down and saw that his blue friend was in the same erect condition as himself, and yet he was not ashamed. In fact, he was smiling.

The welcome song from the mouths of almost twenty boys peaked with an almost sensual vibration, then it slowly died down. The celebration of their physical bodies and boyish energies ended, then the crowd fell into a circle around them. They appeared to lie back gracefully cushioned upon nothing but air.

A pale-blue boy who looked about thirteen, with hair like thick green dreadlocks, cart-wheeled into the violet air and hovered before the pair of boys to sing out his welcome in a surprisingly deep voice -- deep, that is, for an average human boy.

Welcome back among us Lord Ravenor

Of the Northern Mists

And welcome to the Shining Prince

From the distant blue land

His light will show us the way

His light shall banish the evil

which creeps among us.

Lord Ravenor and the Shining Prince

Shall slay the evil which walks among us

...that silences the songs

...that takes our souls

and makes our hearts cold.

Welcome Lord Ravenor of the Northern Mists

And welcome to the Shining Prince, his light will show us the way.

Then the green-haired boy leaped for joy high into the air. As he descended, he gracefully twirled his body until he was perfectly vertical. Now he was upside-down with his toes pointed straight towards heaven, but his face was hanging right in front of "Boy Blue", that is--Lord Ravenor. The crowd obviously thought this was very funny and laughter spread, tinkling like clear tones struck on crystal bells.

"Lord Ravenor?? Is that really your name Boy Blue?" Ricky was confused.

"Yep...did you actually think my name was 'Boy Blue'?" Lord Revenor smiled and continued, "... from this day forth you will be known as 'Ricky, The Shining Prince'."

Ravenor still just smiled, but his voice was full of laughter as he turned to introduce Ricky to the upside-down boy afloat in front of his face, "...and this creature here is Kell, my best friend."

Ricky felt a twinge of jealousy when Lord Ravenor grasped the upside-down face of Kell with both hands and planted a kiss on the pale-blue smiling lips.

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written by cejordan