written for drummerdancer, 2013 hentai_contest winter break
Midnight; the park was shut yet its gate only fortified their determinism. They leapt, one by one, into the field that ordinance would have denied. Freed, as it were, they wandered onto the destination, the lake.
Boats were tethered at a port, really, a jetty of gravel at the edge of the lake.
They crammed a boat and let their momentum carry it away. They settled: Hikaru at the stern, Kaoru at the bow. After a while the younger snuggled into the older, together, their heat battled the chill.
Kaoru rocked the boat side to side. Hikaru splashed the water - someway, somehow - the act propelled the vessel. They traversed the reflection of the mountain. The moon. The galaxy. Their images were scattered by waves. There were no eyes, no ears - save the gods, if they existed - to frown upon their adventures.
"They'll never know or care," Kaoru said, at last, resettling into Hikaru. "Let them frown," he continued with a thought they echoed through their minds. "They'll never know or care. So. Let them frown."
The universe was everywhere to be seen. Not a blemish at the sky enshadowed its view. The eternity beyond that veil of midnight proved impossible to contemplate. Unreal. Imagined. They wondered, indeed, if anything so immense was capable of existing. Curiously, it reflected the connection they shared which tantalized and scared them.
"You know how they said electrons don't like to share?" Hikaru started out of the blue. "Well, that got me thinking..."
Kaoru sighed as he took Hikaru by the hand. He studied the details. Yes, two, two, equal to the millimeter. He brought fingers to lips and kissed. As if to blot away a thought...
"Because, they also said electrons were indistinguishable. So exactly the same they lacked identity. Same everything. Mass. Charge. Spin. Nature doesn't care which is which. Well, screw it. Nature failed - still - electrons don't share because they know. They know who's who. So, there, you see. We know of things others, even gods, do not."
The boat kept to its wander - they forgot the oars and appeared to be helpless.
"And what if we broke that symmetry?"
He smiled, relaxed: "It would be like death."