So, here is my second fanfiction. It just suddenly came crashing in my head one day and I got the urge to do it. That's what people get when they have their heads half out of boredom from listening to their English GAY teacher who just keeps on nagging and nagging. Just thinking about it pisses the hell out of me to no end. This is why I don't like some gays. I have no problem with them as long as they don't go all….ARGH! Not one of his students like him! Oh man! No offense to other gays, I have no probs with you. Anyways, I hope you like this story.
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In Love with a Stranger
Prologue:
It was strange how you and I met… I could remember that day fairly well. How you looked so fragile in my arms that night, the way the light of the full moon made you look like an angel-no, that would be a horrible understatement. No being could compare to you. I just wanted to help at that time, to do the best I can for others even though I was certain that you were not a part of my kingdom, nor were you a part of this world at all. Still, something about you made me feel so…relaxed, calm, in a way that I have never felt before.
Laris seemed to very interested in your orange-haired friend, or maybe even more than that. It was pretty easy to tell, with all the times I've caught him staring at her face rather than paying attention to her stories. And besides, the fact that he spends almost all his time with her is just screaming the already obvious. But I'm not here to talk about my friend's love life so I'll just drop it there.
So, as I was saying, I was sort of….what's the word…ah, whatever! It's just that, I don't know what to say or how to act when you're around me. I admit, I usually act calm and cool, but the truth is, I'm as shy as an okapi. Seriously, I can hardly look at your eyes. It's like, the words I want to say, just drown in my throat, and I don't have any idea why… I had always known what to do, always, until I met you.
Lightning, a strange name. Although I doubt that is your birth name. Your sister mentioned it, well, accidentally. I sort of tricked her into saying it. Although, she did mention about you and the others being sent here for some reason, and that once you've regained your memory, you'll go and do what it is and that you'll be heading back to your own world. That single thought bothered me to no end. I've grown really fond of you and I was used to having you next to me all the time.
I knew that it will happen sooner or later, that was what all of my senses was telling me. Despite that, most of me wanted the illusion that you were going to stay here forever. Truth be told, I actually want you to just remain the way you are, the woman who has forgotten everything in her past. I've wished and prayed every night that you would never regain your memory again. I know in myself that I was being selfish to the highest point but….I just couldn't bring myself to care. Because if you were going back to your own world, that meant you won't be here anymore… And that is the last thing I would ever want.
But if, by chance, you actually regained you memory once more, would you choose to leave us? Leave…me? Despite my great control of keeping quiet, I found myself whispering to myself, "When all that faded return, will you leave, or will you stay? Will you…" and the words died from my lips as a huge was of unfamiliar pain in my chest overwhelmed me…
-AND THAT'S A WRAP! I hope you like this one. It's just a prologue and yes, it's in Noctis' point of view. And I know it's awfully short but don't worry, I'll make it longer the next time around so stay tuned!