Okay, Little too much Repo! Genetic Opera and this comes out. I did notice that when I searched for this pairing, which for some reason has been bugging me like hell, nothing comes up, so I mean, I kinda guess mines will be the first one or something like that. I've never done this pairing before, except for that little note in my iPod earlier today, and that's about as much experience I have with writing this pairing. Whoever reads this, I hope you find some enjoyment or amusement in this.
Disclaimer! I do not own these characters, nor the idea, they belong to their respective owners (WWE & Darren Smith)
He stood in awe, watching the lithe, perfected, almost angelic body walk across the room in the dark suit. He needed to know his name, the name of the dark angel that captured his attention as soon as he walked into the room. Dave sat down his champagne glass, excusing himself from all conversation as he walked himself across the room, to introduce himself to the dark haired beauty. A smile graced his face as thoughts of talking to the angelic one sent shivers down his spine, as he reached his hand out to catch him by the arm, the lithe man moved out of reach. He sighed, even intrigued by the way this graceful creature walked away from him.
"Hey" Many people stopped to turn around, but not him, he kept his cat like composure, head turning slightly, as if someone had called him. As he began to pursue the man again, his best friend, who put this social event together, approached him.
"How about this party huh?" Dave, tried to wave off John, as John followed his line of sight, to see the boy who'd captured Dave's eye.
"Him? Evan? You like Evan?" Dave looked to John, almost confusing in a way; realizing that John knew his name.
"Evan" The name sounded angelic on his tongue, as he began chasing after the dark haired boy again, without being stopped. He squeezed, and politely pushed people out of his way to follow the dark haired beauty, noticing the boy was going back stage.
"Evan" The boy slipped from his eye sight, and as Dave tried to open the door, he realized that it was locked from the inside, which probably meant that someone had to open it for him. As the lights dimmed, Dave had almost forgotten about the entertainment portion of this evening's social event. He sighed, wandering back over to John; wondering if the act will be half as bad as the last one.
"Me throwin' parties is the shit man. I knew becoming a party planner was fucking awesome" Dave chuckled at his friend as John's eyes were onstage.
"Who do you have performing?" Before John could open his mouth, he saw the dark haired angel, on stage.
"I'll let him explain" John smiled, wagging his eyebrows suggestively at Dave, who hadn't taken his eyes off the lithe frame.
"Everyone, I'd like to introduce, for the first time performing at the La Dolce Piacere, Chromaggia!" The tall man stepped aside, as 'Chromaggia' as the man had called him stepped forward. Dave sighed, noticing the boy's very bright, light grey eyes. For a moment, he wondered if the boy was blind. He'd listen to his sciency friends, something about sometimes loosing pigmentation in your eyes after blindness occurs. As the violin began, Evan tilted his head, raising the beautiful pale orbs to the audience; and for a split second, Dave felt as if it were only him and the odd eyed stranger in the spacious room. As Evan opened his mouth, the beautiful lyrics rolled off his tongue, he sung Opera.
"Amazing" He stared at the boy, who's eyes seemed to tell the story and his beautiful lyrics were just pages to hold the story together.
"John he's amazing" He could feel himself being hypnotized by the boy, even if he couldn't understand what he was saying.
"He's speaking in Italian, would you like me to translate?" John asked, Dave nodded, quickly adding in that he should speak quietly.
"It's about a bird" He said, before Evan began singing again; and rather trying to explain to Dave what it was, he quieted himself and listened to the beautiful sound the boy produced.
"Evan's real talented" Dave numbly nodded, he's never listened to an Opera not once in his damn life; but the way Evan, or 'Chromaggia' beautifully sang the lyrics; he could listen for hours and days on end. It was if his body was being lifted, he felt so...light, so fulfilled. He watched the boy's almost sickly pale orbs, expressing everything he sang, almost wishing for the boy to stop. As he lost himself in the boy's music, a wave of applause thundered breaking Dave from his attention, and he looked to the man, realizing that he was bowing. He stood, watching the boy walk off the stage, thinking of what the hell he was going to say to the boy as he began, unconsciously walking to the stage door he saw the boy enter through earlier. As he stood, waiting for the boy to come, he lost himself in his thought process; until the heavy door slapped him conscious.
"I deeply apologize, I-I didn't see you" He was so soft spoken, so proper; Dave was afraid that he'd break the boy with just his voice.
"...N-no it's okay, I actually wanted to talk to you" He got mesmerized by the boy's eyes, who nervously casted his glaze down from the man's brown orbs.
"Really? I suppose it wasn't about my performance? Johnathan said that you'd be a little shocked as my area of expertise wasn't your usual" The boy spoke softly, pale gaze meeting the dark one.
"No, you were beautiful up there" A small hint of a smile spread on Evan's face as Dave stared into his eyes again, as if there were stripes? In his eyes?
"I take that your fascination is along with everyone else with my irises" Dave blushed, embarrassed to be caught staring.
"I'm sorry" Dave said bashfully, looking down at his shoes embarrassedly "I've just never seen something more beautiful" Evan tilted his head, much like onstage, and looked to Dave.
"Thank you" Evan murmured, Dave could barely decide which was more beautiful; to hear him speaking like this or, or singing.
"Evan,-may I call you Evan?" Evan nodded his head slightly "I would very much like to talk to you, could we, maybe take this conversation somewhere else?" Evan looked up at the tall man, pale eyes staring almost lifelessly at Evan.
"I would very much like that"
Dave, with some very thoughtful thinking decided to take Evan onto the balcony; under the stars which barely shined brighter than his eyes.
"I suppose you wonder why I have eyes like these?" Evan asked as he sat, Dave nodding to a waiter to bring glasses of champagne over to them.
"I am, but curiosity killed the cat; you don't have to tell me if you don't want to" At least right now, Dave could feel his palms growing sweaty, he'd never been this nervous about just talking to someone.
"I thank you for your kindness" Dave sighed, shifting almost at what he was about to ask the boy. Evan looked over, the tiny smile reappearing.
"I'm guessing that you want me to sing to you?" Dave laughed, sullenly nodding his head
"Yeah, I-I'd like that" Evan put away his smile, and began to spill the beautiful song that he had done just moments before.
