Dance
MIthos/Lloyd. Why he asked this of me, I'm uncertain, but he's light, and it feels almost right. Non game related, just a drabble. Oneshot.
I didn't know why I was thinking these thoughts. Now as he lifted his hand in a graceful manner I slid my hand up his. People were watching, a crowd of any raced and creed you could think of, all of them with eyes on us, watching our spectacle, mumbling to themselves about our actions. He lifted one small leg off the ground as he leaded up into me. I began to spin him, slowly, then I picked him up, and I held him as I myself balanced on my tiptoes. How I knew how to do this, I was uncertain. It came almost natural. His body was arched, his blue eyes closed, and his blonde hair hung in my face. I could smell his shampoo, a sweet berry scent, perfect for someone as pretty as him.
I placed him down, and he spun away from me. We stretched our hands out to each other. I brought him back to me and my hand sound his hips. We danced, silent, only our breathing overpowering the music that seemed to echo around us. He was once again in the air, and I was spinning now.
His small tender hands slid over my cheek as I put him down once more. His eyes looked up at me.
Professor Sage once told me that eyes could speak novels. Too bad I don't read many novels. Mithos' eyes seemed to want to talk to me, but I didn't quite get what he was saying. My cluelessness was too evident; however, he turned his head away from me, and began to spin on his own. I didn't want to let go, as weird as it sounded, and I grabbed him, and I dipped him down, he stuck a leg up, and put his hand s out over his head.
He brought himself back up, and spun to face me. We were nearing the end of the song. Presca's piano playing getting slower.
My heart raced.
His eyes spoke again. This time, I understood.
"Please, Lloyd?' he asked in a whisper.
Not knowing how else to comply, I cupped his small chin, I pulled him close.
I kissed him. My finger tangled in his blonde hair. I could hear the gasps of the audience, of Professor Same, or our longtime friend Genis, of veryone.
Let them gasp away.
And with another soft kiss, we dance.
-edn-
Ok, this is purely a drabble, with nothing to do with the game. There isn't enough Mithos/Lloyd stuff here anyways. If I do another drabble, it'll be a darker one. R and R?