Note to disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Star Ocean, The Second Story.
The sky was a crystal blue, and a few clouds drifted by as if they weren't needed at all. It was about noon, so naturally the sun shone high in the sky, basking everything in a warm glow. A few trees were dotted about the synthetic fields of Central city, and under one laid a certain blue-haired swordsman, casually watching the world around him whilst also attempting to half-heartedly read a book.
The shade provided by the trees
created strange lines and curves of shadow running up and down his
body, almost as if he were a message carved into the earth itself. A
few strands of silver infused sapphire hair blew softly in the wind,
as chestnut eyes were hidden behind pale lids and long lashes. He
sighed to himself as thoughts of the final battle surfaced once
again. There were only a few weeks left until the party would depart
for the last time to L'Aqua, and their anxiety was becoming all too
obvious. "Why become so concerned?" Dias had thought to himself
for the umpteenth time, for he believed the outcome had already been
decided, as the 'light' would always vanquish the 'dark'. He
only wished that he knew which side he belonged on…
This line of
thought was brought to an abrupt end as the familiar high- pitched
annoyance that was Claude's voice pierced the evening's air. Dias
gingerly opened one of his eyes, and frowned slightly as he saw who
accompanied him.
Rena Lanford was walking beside the blonde, and was laughing loudly at a joke he had just told her. The flirting was so obvious between the two. Dias grimaced slightly and wrinkled the top of his nose as Claude placed a hand on Rena's shoulder. Every action he made towards her stung like a needle under his skin. He swore his eyes must have burnt green for a few seconds as the intensity of his jealousy and hatred towards Claude grew.
Deciding he didn't wish to witness anymore of the giggling and laughing, Dias placed the book on the ground and squeezed his eyes shut tightly. A few uneventful minutes passed, until the subtle noise of the fresh grass being trodden on made him stir from a light sleep. Screw it, he thought. It'll just have to wait till later…
"Mind if I join you?" He opened his eyes and his heart jumped as he was greeted by that same beautiful smile Rena always wore.
"As you wish" he retorted in his usual monotone voice. The young girl lay back against the tree and looked down to the man who lay at her side. She had always enjoyed spending time with him, even if not a single word was uttered between them. Some things don't have to be spoken aloud to be acknowledged.
"Why the long face?" she asked, her voice full of concern. The comment only darkened his expression.
"Come on Rena, you know me. I'm not exactly a bundle of smiles and sunshine" he replied using the most sarcastic tone he could muster.
"Of course I know you, it's just...there really is something bothering you, isn't there? And don't lie to me, because I know when you're doing that as well!" He frowned, she could always tell when he was lying, yet another of her unique gifts.
"I'm just wondering about the future, when all this mess is over, where will I go, and what will I do?"
"Well your coming back to Arlia with me."
He sat up slowly and let his long blue hair cascade down his broad shoulders. After a few seconds of silence, he finally brought himself to look her in the eye. Her cheeks were covered with tears. More and more were edging their way out of the corners of her eyes and her hands were shaking slightly.
"Th-that was the f-face you pulled t-the day you left us. The d-day you left me." She tried to speak again, but her voice failed her, and only a broken sob escaped her lips. Within a blink of an eye, she had stood up and ran to the Inn as fast as possible. The blow of what had just happened finally sank into Dias as he felt tears sting at his eyes. She's going to hate me…
He felt so weak, so dark. He had just hurt the only person left that he cared for, after he had promised himself that he would never hurt her again from that day. He had made Rena Lanford cry, but why did he deserve her tears? He was nobody. He had known her for 14 years, yet she already preferred being around Claude, who she had known for less than a year. Burying his face in his hands, the tears threatening to fall escaped his eyes. After a few minutes he removed his hands, revealing a face covered in tangled masses of silvery hair, and eyes of chestnut enveloped by red. The synthetic planet seemed to stop for a moment, and amongst all the silence and emptiness, the words "I'm sorry" were uttered.
Although no one was around to hear them.