::gasp:: Did I just write...a ROMANCE fic?
Isaac: ::nods::
Wow...I don't think I've ever done one of these. Oh wait, I did one as
a challenge...a LONG time ago...well...this was inspired by a rainstorm.
Me and my room mates saw that it was pouring and so we ran out into the
rain and started dancing. Thus the title. Hey, it could be worse,
right?
Isaac: ::shakes his head::
I didn't ask you.br
Alex: Akiko doesn't own Golden Sun. She doesn't own rain. She doesn't
own me, for that matter.Br
Shut up, Alex.Br
Alex: In fact, Camelot owns Golden Sun, God owns the rain, and I own me.Br
And Jenna doesn't?Br
Alex: Um...quick change of subject!Br
***************br
Dancing in the RainBr
Br
The rain pattered softly against his window, leaving streaks of
water on the panes of glass. Garet placed his bare hand against it,
savoring the cold, flat surface against his palm. Outside it was pitch
black, with the occasional flash of lightening cracking the sky, the
thunder its booming partner, and the beat of the rain keeping time.Br
He leaned his forehead against the window, staring down at a
ground he couldn't see. They had found a small island to restock their
Lemurian ship at, and had been trapped their by the storm. Now they were
staying in the second story room of the only inn there, the Dancing
Fairy. Some dancing fairy, the inn was a simple, three story wooden
building. The rooms were comfortable enough, even if the food left
something to be desired...Br
Another flash of lightening spiderwebbing against the swaying
grey mass of the sky. The entire scene was lighted in that one instant.
The trees of the forest just beyond the little town's reach, the low
thatched houses, and HER.Br
She was dancing, her blue hair plastered to her forehead and
back, for once not confined in it's usual high ponytail. She was wearing
a pale blue gown that almost seemed to flow around her, despite the fact
that the hem was sticking to her legs. She had her face to the sky, her
arms outstretched, her eyes closed.Br
"Mia...?" he said softly. "What...?"Br
Fearing something was wrong when the picture was plunged into
darkness, he tugged on his tunic and half ran out of the room and down
the stairs.Br
She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the cold rain on her
face. She had always loved the rain, the smell, the sensation that she
was being cleansed, all of her cares and worries being washed away.Br
"Mia?"Br
She whirled around, and saw Garet, standing in the doorway to the
inn, looking slightly alarmed. "Garet?"Br
The Mars Adept looked out into the rain hesitantly, then stepped
out gingerly. Mia suddenly remembered how much Garet hated water,
particularly rain. "Is everything okay? I saw you from my bedroom
window, and I-"Br
"Everything's fine," she smiled gently at him. His spiked hair
was quickly becoming saturated. "I just...love the rain." She continued
to smile, but much more shyly. "Dance with me?"Br
He smiled in return, a slight blush creeping into his cheeks.
"Alright."Br
She took his hands, and they began a slow, spinning waltz. She
couldn't help but look into his firey brown eyes, eyes that were so soft
as they looked into her own. "I..."Br
"I know," he silenced her, a smile playing on his lips. "I
know."br
Br
*The End*br
***************Br
AWWW! Br
Alex: That was...sickening.Br
Oh, what would you know? Well, R&R! Sorry for the mushiness. ^_^;;;
Isaac: ::nods::
Wow...I don't think I've ever done one of these. Oh wait, I did one as
a challenge...a LONG time ago...well...this was inspired by a rainstorm.
Me and my room mates saw that it was pouring and so we ran out into the
rain and started dancing. Thus the title. Hey, it could be worse,
right?
Isaac: ::shakes his head::
I didn't ask you.br
Alex: Akiko doesn't own Golden Sun. She doesn't own rain. She doesn't
own me, for that matter.Br
Shut up, Alex.Br
Alex: In fact, Camelot owns Golden Sun, God owns the rain, and I own me.Br
And Jenna doesn't?Br
Alex: Um...quick change of subject!Br
***************br
Dancing in the RainBr
Br
The rain pattered softly against his window, leaving streaks of
water on the panes of glass. Garet placed his bare hand against it,
savoring the cold, flat surface against his palm. Outside it was pitch
black, with the occasional flash of lightening cracking the sky, the
thunder its booming partner, and the beat of the rain keeping time.Br
He leaned his forehead against the window, staring down at a
ground he couldn't see. They had found a small island to restock their
Lemurian ship at, and had been trapped their by the storm. Now they were
staying in the second story room of the only inn there, the Dancing
Fairy. Some dancing fairy, the inn was a simple, three story wooden
building. The rooms were comfortable enough, even if the food left
something to be desired...Br
Another flash of lightening spiderwebbing against the swaying
grey mass of the sky. The entire scene was lighted in that one instant.
The trees of the forest just beyond the little town's reach, the low
thatched houses, and HER.Br
She was dancing, her blue hair plastered to her forehead and
back, for once not confined in it's usual high ponytail. She was wearing
a pale blue gown that almost seemed to flow around her, despite the fact
that the hem was sticking to her legs. She had her face to the sky, her
arms outstretched, her eyes closed.Br
"Mia...?" he said softly. "What...?"Br
Fearing something was wrong when the picture was plunged into
darkness, he tugged on his tunic and half ran out of the room and down
the stairs.Br
She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the cold rain on her
face. She had always loved the rain, the smell, the sensation that she
was being cleansed, all of her cares and worries being washed away.Br
"Mia?"Br
She whirled around, and saw Garet, standing in the doorway to the
inn, looking slightly alarmed. "Garet?"Br
The Mars Adept looked out into the rain hesitantly, then stepped
out gingerly. Mia suddenly remembered how much Garet hated water,
particularly rain. "Is everything okay? I saw you from my bedroom
window, and I-"Br
"Everything's fine," she smiled gently at him. His spiked hair
was quickly becoming saturated. "I just...love the rain." She continued
to smile, but much more shyly. "Dance with me?"Br
He smiled in return, a slight blush creeping into his cheeks.
"Alright."Br
She took his hands, and they began a slow, spinning waltz. She
couldn't help but look into his firey brown eyes, eyes that were so soft
as they looked into her own. "I..."Br
"I know," he silenced her, a smile playing on his lips. "I
know."br
Br
*The End*br
***************Br
AWWW! Br
Alex: That was...sickening.Br
Oh, what would you know? Well, R&R! Sorry for the mushiness. ^_^;;;