The noise.
The endless pounding. Beating in time with the hearts of the crowd.
Sweat, alcohol.
Blood.
Every chord cut through him like a knife.
He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the pain pulsing through his body in time with the music. With his blue hair covering his eyes he glared around at the crowd he was in the middle of, begging for attention, crying out for someone, anyone.
No.
Someone.
One.
The only one.
He pushed himself out of the crowd jumping up and down to the music. Forcing his way to the bathroom he quickly glanced at the bar where his best friend was sitting. In the midst of everything, still sitting there, laughing along, with burning eyes. Endless eyes.
He slowed his pace and walked into the bathroom, feeling the swing door fall closed behind him. He shook his head again and ran to the sinks, looking at his reflection in the mirror. He looked down towards the sinks and turned the tap and barely flinched as the freezing water ran over his hands. Looking up, he caught his reflection again. He lifted his cold hands to the mirror, one resting on the glass, the other, touching his reflection. He looked into his own eyes, touching under them, still gently caressing his reflection.
A whispered scream came from his throat. Stopped by his mouth at the last second. He could feel the tears coming. Feel them about to break, about to scar his pale face. Fighting, he looked again at his reflection. Resisting. Resisting the urge to shout at the look his mirror-other was giving him.
His resolve broke, and the tears came. Silently streaming down his face. Silently, pouring, his heartbreak. Again.
He recovered quickly, wiping his eyes he turned to one of the cubicles to get some tissue to clean up the black running down his cheeks.
Looking at his reflection once more he sorted himself out. Breathing deeply. He wiped off his make up and reapplied his eyeliner. Thankfully his eyes weren't too red, the red they were he could pass off as all the smoke people were blowing in each others faces.
He bent down and retied his converse, still trying to calm his breathing.
He stood and turned towards the door, deciding not to check himself once more in the mirror. He walked into another's chest.
His eyes narrowed, but looking up he found himself lost.
Lost in the ocean.
A pair of amazingly clear, blue-green eyes were gazing into his own. They couldn't tear themselves away from each others gaze. Their eyes, like portals, a thousand words. A thousand songs. Yet none.
The ocean eyes began to cloud with emotion. His voice shaking, he reached out to touch the others cheek.
'...No... its not...'
His thumb ran along the others bottom lip, pulling him closer to him. He nuzzled his neck and lifted his chin so their lips were almost touching.
'...Zexion..'
I know its kinda short.. im sorry..
It seemed a good place to end the first chapter..
But I've written.. like upto chapter five so far..
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