Bloodstained Hands
Pairing: Implied Stella/Noctis
Warnings/Spoilers: None Really
Author Note: Just a random thought that came to mind that I had to write down.
Disclaimer:I don't own Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Summary: "These hands are stench with the blood of thousands." "So are mine."
He is honestly how surprise how soft her hands are.
Even now as she treats his hand after injuring it in the previous battle. He couldn't feel any callous forming on them from years of training with different type of weapons.
Different types of swords, guns, it didn't matter to her and he knows that she specialize in all of them. Even though he knows her rapier is her weapon of choice.
Unlike him she never wears gloves when she fights to protect her hands. But even now he couldn't feel any hint of roughness on her skin.
Despite the battle they were in before. A battle that they had surprisingly teamed up in despite their opposite sides. Although he did find it surprisingly easy to fight along side the golden haired princess from Tenebrae.
He silently supposes it is because of their bond with each other. A bond he still doesn't know how to describe. He supposes he sees her as a friend regardless of the fact that she is currently his enemy. Recently he starts to wonder if he has fallen for the blonde female.
He silently moves a hand to a rest on top of hers. As he stares into her violet blue eyes and he can see the soft sincere and happy smile growing across her face.
He silently knows that he would be tease constantly by his friends if they were to stumble onto this scene. For the moment he didn't necessary care.
"You know something I love your hands," she comments running her thumb across his palm and he silently supposes that she is done playing nurse.
"What?" he questions.
Honestly surprise that she would say such a thing. It was so random. Although he silently supposes that Stella is known to say whatever is on her mind. She did it on the night they met regarding the light of Etro.
"You protect your country with them. You even protected me. An enemy, a princess from Tenebrae," she replies slightly cocking her head upwards to met his garnet ones.
"These hands have brought nothing but pain and destruction," he replies after a moment. She frowns lightly, "It's your hands that gives protection and healing. Even to a guy like me whose hands are tainted with the blood of thousands."
"My hands are tainted as well," she replies after a moment. "I've killed. Even before this damn war started and they will always remain tainted. I can't erase the past by saving others"
He frowns lightly, but decided stay quiet on the matter. He can only presume it had something to do with the Cold War or at least protecting herself in some sort of matter.
"But the only difference between us," she says lightly removing her hand from his. "You are fighting to defend your country."
"So are you in your own way," he replies and he can see a small grateful smile grow on her lips. "You want the crystal to save your country."
She nods lightly, "It was never my choice to save to start this war. Even with my royal status and the fact I am participating in this war."
"I know that," he replies truthfully. "You are to kind and pure to wish the death of thousands. Even with these bloodstained hands."
"I could say that same about you," she replies causing him to smile lightly as he watches the female move to stand up. "Perhaps when we meet again. It would be under terms of peace instead of on a battlefield."
He nods in reply. A part of him can't deny the fact he prays that day will come quickly. He has grown weary of this war. "I pray that day will come soon."
-the end