The night time sky stretched above her head as she lay atop their hill, gazing at it. With a beckon of her hand, the stars rearranged themselves to form intricate designs, dancing among the deep purples, blues, and reds of galaxies far away. A comet trailed across her line of vision, its glittering tail chasing close behind as it went. She sighed contentedly, dropping her hand. Luminescent stardust rained down, covering everything with a thin coat of silver. "Do you like it?" she murmured, not looking at the boy beside her. He propped himself up on his elbows, studying her work. "Its nice." "Nice?" "Mhm." "Just nice?" With an exaggerated "oomph" he dropped back down into the thick grass, holding up his hands and placing them together to form a rectangle. "It's beautiful." She smiled, rolling over onto her stomach to look down at him. "Pisces?" "Hm?" "I..." like you. A lot. He glanced at her, snickering at the expression on her face. "Spit it out Capricorn. You look like you're going to throw up or something." Nice. "I...I'm just really glad we're friends." Chicken. He smiled. "Me too. I hope we're friends for a long time." The knot in her stomach twisted painfully, but she forced it down, instead, focusing her attention the little details that made him who he was. A mess of riotous deep brown curls fell into his eyes, eyes which she knew were as dark as the night, though, in the right light, if she looked close enough, they were flecked with chocolate. His eyelashes, thick and impossibly long for a boy, cast shadows on delicate cheekbones. His face was full of sharp angles and shades in some places, and gentle curves in others. Contradictions upon contradictions. Her fingers ached to brush along the subtle stubble ghosting his strong jaw line. She tucked her hands under her, squashing the temptation. It seemed almost unfair that he could be so beautiful while she was so...not. Self consciously, she touched the spiraled horns that pushed through her hair, a reminder of the constellation she personified. "So how's Virgo?" He arched one perfect eyebrow in suspicion. "Since when have you been interested in Virgo?" She shrugged. "Just trying to keep up a casual conversation." Folding his arms behind his head, he closed his eyes. "We don't have to say anything, you know." She settled her self back down in the grass, riveting her attention on the soft blades of grass between her fingers. "Sounds good to me."
When Capricorn awoke, the first thing she noticed was that her cheek was resting against a particularly warm surface. The second thing was that Pisces arm was draped carelessly across her back, securing her against him. She carefully detangled herself from him and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. It was nearly dawn. Rosy tendrils of sunlight were already creeping up, illuminating the sky. She prodded Pisces shoulder. "Wake up," she whispered, not quite sure why she was whispering. He groaned and pushed her hand away. "Go away." "Its almost dawn." "Why are you in my room?" "You aren't in your room." That woke him up. He scrambled to his feet, brushing himself off. "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" he grumbled. "Are you always this charming when you wake up?" Grinning, he helped her to her feet. "C'mon, before any one realizes we've been missing." They snuck back to the manor.
Capricorn tiptoed down the hall to her room. Her hand closed around the knob of her door, twisting ever so slightly... "Late night?" She winced and turned slowly. Taurus was leaning in his open doorway, a customary scowl etched into his face. "Uh..no. Early breakfast actually. Waffles. Yum." "You're a pathetic liar. By the way, Virgo stopped by your room last night. Wanted to know if you'd seen Pisces." "Yeah? What am I, his babysitter?" Taurus moved quickly, his impact knocking the breath out of her as she hit the floor. " Don't play that game! You were with him, weren't you?" She groaned, struggling to sit up. "He came to watch me paint. Are you this abusive to everyone? Or do you just get your kicks from head butting little girls?" "He's suppose to marry Virgo," Taurus ground out through gritted teeth. "He. Came. To. Watch. Me. Paint. I didn't propose to him or anything. Jeez." "Just stay away from him." She watched him storm down the hall and out of sight before sticking her tongue out.
"So..I hear Pisces was out all night..with you." Capricorn looked up, a spoonful of oatmeal poised halfway in her mouth. Virgo stood before her. "Oh yeah, I knocked him out and held him hostage. But don't worry. He outwitted me and escaped my evil clutches." Virgo sighed and took a seat, reaching for a bowl of fruit. "Is everything a joke to you?" "Yeah, usually." "You aren't that funny." Before Capricorn could retort, Pisces appeared, slippping into the seat beside her, sleepily rubbing his eyes. "Mornin' girls." She shot Virgo a smug grin. "Mornin' baby. You look exhausted. What were you doing last night anyways?" "Capri didn't tell you? She kidnapped me. Held me hostage." Virgo gasped in outrage, glaring as Capri smothered her laughter with another spoonful of oatmeal. Unfortunately, Pisces chose that moment to lean across the table and kiss his fiance. The oatmeal revolted, coming out of her mouth in a spray of milk, oats, and a coughing fit. "Everything okay over there?" Virgo asked, a sickeningly sweet smile plastered across her face. Capri just muttered into her bowl, refusing to look up until she finished, then fled from the table.