The Houseplant Tango
Chapter One: Here to Face the Fears
Their eyes locked as they scanned the room, searching out the other's soul greedily. They approached each other quietly and spoke politely, finding rudeness to be another foul type of death. Then the deception was lost and their eyes fell to the floor, dividing the tiles into multiple squares with their imagination. Her voice trailed off and was left that way, amplifying her face as it paled with anticipation.
But then he smiled and in his eyes flickered something evil. And this thing enticed her so that she sat beside him at the long, elegant table, but not too quickly so that her anticipation did not betray her. She flashed him her rough and unimpressed smile to answer his own.
When she smiled… something inside of his soul disappeared and left him quite empty. And in her eyes sparked desolation which made him feel coldness and grief blended with engulfing bliss, so much that he whispered into her ear, "May I have this dance?"
Her desolate eyes glinted, but the frown that fled across her face attempted to hide the embarrassment that spread across her features, "No, I don't believe it's right… not now, at any rate…" the words that tumbled out did not match her thoughts, and deep within she lashed out at her voice that disintegrated and dropped below.
And so it was left at that, but it yearned and scratched and moaned to disappear at the glimpse of her smile as he walked away, just as her soul listened intently for the sound of his voice. Even so, they both disappeared back into the crowd, wishing so much to vanish and leave their thoughts behind.
Chapter 2: Fragment of the Deep will be up soon! Please review!