secret thoughts

Chap. 4 (Getting Close)

Cleitus couldn’t believe how fast his plan was coming together. It wouldn’t be long before Hephaistion was in his bed. Alexander and Hephaistion barely saw each other. Alexander spent more and more time with his Persian tramp then with Hephaistion. How much does he love you now? Cleitus thought as he watched Hephaistion leave Alexander’s room. They would begin the search for Darius tomorrow. The trip would be plenty of time to lore Hephaistion to his bed. “Do you still believe he holds only you in his heart?” Cleitus stated as Hephaistion walked past him. Hephaistion didn’t stop walking or even acknowledge that Cleitus was had spoken.

The next morning the Macedonian army gathered in the town square, every soldier armed and ready to take up the hunt for Darius. “So Cleitus, have you achieved your goal yet,” asked Cassander coming to stand in front of Cleitus.

“Not yet, but I’m close.”

“Yeah right,” Cassander snorted. “He’s so wrapped up on Alexander he barely notices the rest of us.”

“Oh really,” Cleitus said looking around for Hephaistion. “Watch closely Cassander.” Cleitus says and begins walking toward Hephaistion. Cleitus places his hand on the back of Hephaistion’s head and kisses the startled man thrusting his tongue into his mouth. The men around them start whistling an edging them on. Hephaistion starts trying to push Cleitus of him when Alexander comes. The soldiers immediately stop whistling and move away from the kissing pair. Alexander grabs Cleitus pulling him away from Hephaistion and slams his fist into the flustered mans face. Cleitus barely has time to regroup when a fist slams into his jaw knocking him on to the ground. Before Alexander can finish his beating Hephaistion stops him.

“Alexander no,” he yells grabbing his hand.

“You defend the man who just forced himself on you,” Alexander yells turning towards Hephaistion. Hephaistion looked into black eyes that were filled with rage. He knew Alexander did not think clearly when he was angry. “No my love, I do not defend him. I just don’t want you to do something in anger that you will come to regret when you have calmed down.” Hephaistion stated linking his fingers through Alexander’s. "You know I want no other. I love you," he says kissing him.

“You are right,” Alexander said squeezing Hephaistion’s hand softly. Looking down at Cleitus with disgust he yelled “move out.” The army reorganized and began their march. Cleitus noticed that as Hephaistion walked of he glanced back at him. Turning towards Cassander he winked. Cassander chuckled softly then walked away.

Cassander watched Cleitus closely the following weeks. He had to give the man credit he wouldn’t give up no matter how many times Hephaistion turned him down. But Cassander noticed something that Cleitus did not…Alexander. Alexander had become moody and angry over the past few weeks. With not finding Darius and Cleitus pushing himself on Hephaistion whenever he could, Alexander was not an easy man to be around. Cassander had to admit he was worried about Cleitus. What would happen if Cleitus did get what he wanted? Alexander’s temper was famous, and he tended to lose it easily where Hephaistion was concerned. “Do you think Cleitus has a death wish,” Ptolemy asked watching as Cleitus walked confidently into Hephaistion’s tent.

“By the gods the mans gone made,” said Philotas looking at where Cleitus had vanished.

“He’s treading on thin ice, Alexander’s likely to flay him alive if he continues on like this,” said Cassander.

“But it’s working,” Ptolemy said. “Hephaistion is falling for him. If he wasn’t so devoted to Alexander he probably would have bedded Cleitus by now.”

“I don’t think he’s worth risking Alexander’s wrath over,” Philotas stated heading for his own tent. Cassander didn’t agree with Philotas completely. Hephaistion was a fine prize. He looked up as Cleitus walked out of Hephaistion’s tent looking slightly dejected but pleased.


Cleitus was actual quite pleased with himself. He was so close, by the end of this month he’d have him. If he’d known it would be this easy he’d have done it years ago when he’d first realized he’d had feelings for Hephaistion. With a smile on his face Cleitus went to bed.

Alexander had waited until Cleitus left to enter Hephaistion’s tent. He spotted Hephaistion in the corner sitting in a chair reading.
“Do you want him?” Hephaistion jumped slightly at the sound of Alexander’s voice.

“By the gods Alexander, you startled me,” Hephaistion said shutting his book and turning to face Alexander.

Ignoring the comment Alexander grabs Hephaistion's arm.“Answer me,” he yells.

“Answer what Alexander.”

“Do you want him?”

“Want who?”

“Don't play dumb with me," he growls out shaking Hephaistion. "Cleitus, do you want him?” he yells again.

“Of course I don’t want Cleitus, now please let go," Hephaistion says trying to get Alexander to let go of his arm. Finally giving up he asks, "Alexander where is this coming from.”

“Well let’s see every time I see you he’s around, he buys you gifts, what am I suppose to think,: Alexander says releasing his Hephaistion's arm and walking away.

” Alexander,” Hephaistion said standing, “are you jealous.”

“Do I have cause to be,” Alexander scowled moving away from Hephaistion.

“Of course you don’t, Alexander you’re the only man I want to be with,” Hephaistion says kissing Alexander.

“Promise me,” Alexander says running his hands through dark hair. “Promise me, I’ll be the only one,” Alexander states staring into piercing blue eyes.

“I promise,” Hephaistion says pulling Alexander towards the bed.

Cleitus sat on a rock watching Hephaistion their journey was almost over and he had yet to claim his prize. It had been a few days after Hephaistion’s promise they fount Darius. The man had been betrayed and left for dead by his generals. There was nothing Alexander’s doctors could do for the dieing man. After Darius died everyone figured they’d be heading back to Babylon, but Alexander had other idea’s he announced that they would hunt and kill the general’s responcible for Darius’s death. Which lead them to where they were now, a small mountain village? Cleitus didn’t mind since it gave him more time to get Hephaistion. He watched as the small slave boy handed the wrapped present to Hephaistion.

“What is it?” Philotas asked as he watched Hephaistion’s face light up after opening the gift.

“Gold arm bands from Egypt, Alexander’s always calling him Patroculesso I had it engrave in them.”

“That was…….”

“Have you heard,” yelled Cassander running up to them.

“Heard what Cassander,” Ptolemy asked. Looking at the man trying to catch his breath he obviously ran pretty far to say what ever it was he wanted to say.

“Alexander’s getting married,” Cleitus looked up at Cassander a huge grin on his face. This was perfect.