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The Fallen Angels

CHAPTER I

Every time the moon was full, I always dream about dying.

At the dream, I was floating and lying along with the infinite darkness. I can feel it, the freezing pain; it's like a poison that rushing through my veins. It hurts, my whole body hurts. I can't think of anything, except the fact that I am dying.

"Claire…" and there was this melancholy voice which calling out for me. He seems so far, yet so near.

"Claire… Claire." and every time he says my name, each part of my body was healing.

"Claire…" I tried to reach out for him, but my hand refused to comply with me.

"Claire… Claire… Clai... BAM!

I woke up with a start.

The scorching rays of the morning sun were stabbing through the curtain of my room. And the birds were chirping noisily outside the window as if… they were afraid of something.

"Oh…" a musical voice suddenly said, "I'm sorry to wake you up."

I weakly sat up at the tip of my bed and looked where the voice came from. Then I found a guy with a spiky black hair picking up some pieces of wrecked glass on the floor.

"I'm sorry 'bout this…" he placed the glasses on top of the cabinet and gladly faced me. "I was just looking when the vase…"

"Who are you?" I uttered, ignoring everything he just said. My face frowned. "You looked… familiar. Did we meet before?"

"Noctis Lucis Caelum." Vanille said, having her way towards me. "He's one of the new orphans."

Orphans? Oh, right… Father Simon told me about it. There were going to be five new orphans coming.

Vanille marched towards the guy and offered her hand to him. "Hi, I'm Vanille… and that girl…" she gestured at me, "Her name is Lightning."

"Lightning?" the guy shook Vanille's hand, but keeping his eyes on me, "Such a weird name…"

Then he walked closer at my direction, and stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Lightning."

I hesitated and suddenly felt an unusual odd feeling, his gaze… its kinda making me weak.

I stand up, and shook his hand. But I withdraw it quickly as I could.

"Light…" I said, my face feels like burning up, "Just call me Light, Mr. Caelum."

He let go a soft harmonious laugher and looked at me with those captivating blue eyes. "Then Noct is fine too… Light."

I fell silent. I can't think of anything to say, especially when he was looking at me like that.

Vanille seem to notice. She said, "H-hey, Lightning. We still need to cook breakfast, right?" She laughed half-heartedly and I joined her.

"Right," I replied, nodding. "Breakfast… I almost forgot about it…" I turned to the black-haired guy, "Can you excuse us, Mr. Caelum?"

He was staring still at me. I looked away. God, I hate this.

"Sure…" he finally said, "In one condition."

I raised an eyebrow. "W-what?"

"Call me Noct."

"Huh?"

"It's easy. Just say that four-letter word and were done."

I crossed my arms, annoyed. What does this guy want from me?

"Fine." I heard myself say, which is not really in my plan.

He smiled mischievously. But I'll never let that hit me.

I straightened myself and began to say, "No… No… Noc…" Jeez. Why is it so difficult? "Noc…"

He pursed his lips, suppressing his laughter. And I saw Vanille… she looked like she's having fun too.

"Don't laugh!" I told them, extremely irritated.

"Were not laughing." Vanille said defensively. "You're the only one who thinks so."

The guy nodded in agreement.

I rolled my eyes. You can do this Light; don't let them make fun of you. I told myself.

I took a deep breath, "Noc… No… N-noc…" My eyebrows knit, annoyed. Not with them, but with myself, for not having the guts to say such a simple word. I tried it again. "Noc… Noc…"

"Waaahh!" I screamed as I sat and rubbed my head in desperation. Why? Why is it so hard to say his name? It's just a name, Light. Just a name. What's wrong with saying it?

"Sorry…" he stated in a soft sad tone, which almost like a whispered. My heart flinched. This voice… I think I heard it before.

I looked up and find Vanille smiling at me. "He left." She said.

"Left?" I suddenly feel ashamed of myself. I bowed my head. "Sorry."

"What happened to you?" Vanille said, concerned. "He just asked you to call him Noct. What's wrong with that?"

"That's what I wanted to know as well."

"Huh?"

"I mean…You're right. It's just a name. But… saying it... seems too complicated for me."

"Hmm…" she tapped her finger in her lips, thinking. "Maybe…"

"Maybe?" I looked at her, patiently waiting for the answer.

"Maybe you fall in love at first sight with him!"

I rolled my eyes, "God, you're impossible." And then gave her a long loathing sigh.

"What?" she sounds confused. "It's just an opinion."

"But..."

"Hmm?"

"…never mind." In love with him? Heh, don't make me laugh, Vanille. I never believed in love, especially in what you called… love at first sight.

When the mealtime was over, Father Simon, our chief priest on the orphanage, introduced the new five orphans to us.

"But one of them was currently not here," Father Simon said, "Perhaps he's just looking around. You'll meet him later on."

"Noctis just don't want gatherings like this." a blond hair girl said. "He's absolutely sleeping somewhere."

"Oh... all right then, let's just start… Here…" Father Simon gestured at the girl who talked just now, "Her name is Stella Nox Fleuret."

The guys started chattering, fascinated by Stella's princess-like beauty. I glanced at Snow, surprisingly; he was also captivated by her. I just sighed.

"Next…" Father continued. "This guy with the glasses is Ignis. Then Gladiolus… and Prompto."

"Wah…" Vanille suddenly whimpered besides me. "I like him…" she whispered to me, "The guy with the blonde hair."

"Fine... Fine…" I mumbled. "You don't have to tell me."

She pouted her lips, "Don't be mad just because your guy isn't here."

"He's not my guy!" I shouted, making everyone looked at me.

"I don't say any name." Vanille whispered, smiling.

I rolled my eyes.

"Is there something wrong, Light?" Father Simon asked.

"N-No Father… I-I'm sorry…" I bowed my head in humiliation, "P-please excuse me…" then I left the room immediately.

"That Vanille!" I groaned as I walked, letting my feet take me wherever it wants to. "I'll kill her later." And then I stopped and think deeply on what she said. It's odd… she surely didn't say any name… but why? Why that black-hair guy is the one I first think of when she said it? I shook my head, erasing the images of him in my head.

"We must really destine to each other…" a voice said.

"You…" I moaned. And as expected, there he is, sitting beneath a big oak tree next to me.

"Sorry 'bout earlier…" he said. His eyes were closed. "I never thought that saying my name would be that hard for you."

I kept silent. I don't know what to do.

Then he opened his eyes. And as I thought, they were so mesmerizing. Just then, I preferred to be turned as stone than to looked away from his gaze.

"Come and sit beside me." He whispered, in a same sweet … musical voice.

We sat together for an hour, talking about nothing special. He asked me if what are the things I like, the things I dislike and the things that constantly made me pleased.

It's feels strange; I never hesitated to tell him everything. In fact, I felt happy. I want to tell everything to him, every single thing about me, I want him to know about it… but of course… I can't do that, since we just met today. To tell you the truth, he's fun to be with when you known him better.

"I need to go…" I said, standing up.

"Can we talk to each other again?" he said, looking at me.

"Sure."

"When will it be then?"

I smiled and said, "It's up to you…

…Noct."

That day… it feels like a sweet hallucination… but my heart keeps reminding me that… that day was a reality. It's hard to admit but I think… Vanille's right. Maybe. Just maybe. I truly do fall in love with him… at first sight.

Thanks for reading :D

BTW, Father Simon is my OC :)