A/N: I am highly upset by the lack of AxR stories on FF. Maybe I just have outlandish ideas in pairings. Ah well.

Disclaimer: I don't own them! I don't even own Volume 11. The library is getting a bit angry because I've renewed it 3 times already. Yup.

Reality Is Indefinite

When you see him land on the balcony, you are instantly both relieved and upset. Relieved because you don't like being alone, and yet upset because it feels like he's intruded on you again.

He doesn't even look at you, curled up on the bed, when he enters. He drops the package he had been carrying next to the doors and walks to the piano, sitting down on the bench.

You listen as he begins to play, softly, a mellow song that makes you a bit sleepy but mostly just happy.

No longer upset, you sit up in bed and watch him play, watch the muscles move in his shoulders and arms, and a strange feeling comes over you. Before you can really comprehend what you're doing, you find yourself sitting next to him on the bench.

He must have known you were approaching, because he slides over a bit and looks at you out of the corner of his eye without ever stopping the music. It's becoming happier now, sweeter, and a new warmth flows through your body. It takes you a few seconds to realize that it's because you've unconsciously moved closer to him on the bench, your shoulders touching and arms brushing. A deep blush comes over your face and you slide as far away from him as possible, to the very end of the bench.

He stops playing and turns to look at you. "Is something wrong?"

"Umm. No." How can he pretend not to notice what just happened?

His eyes briefly search your face before returning to the keys. He sighs (it is barely audible) and begins to stand.

"Uhh…wait. Argentine."

He looks at you curiously. "Yes?"

"Umm…could you…could you keep playing? Please?" Your face is flushed and it is difficult to speak. "That song…it was so beautiful."

His staring eyes seem to burn holes in your retinas as he looks at you in that way he has. Finally, he sits, and without a word picks up exactly where he left off.

It doesn't take long before you're completely lost in the music once more. You can't fully comprehend why it has such a hold on you, but nevertheless, it does. He does. You know he could be doing terrible things to you right now, but instead he plays anything you want because he knows it makes you happy, and he wants you to be happy, even if he can't put that thought into words.

You take comfort in the fact that he is not here to hurt you, and your mind soon slips away from such menial things as reality and moves on to better things like how rhythmic and soothing the piece is, and how sleepy you are, and how soft the shoulder of the person sitting next to you is.

He twitches almost imperceptibly when your head begins making itself comfortable on his shoulder, but soon he is back in the rhythm again and you are getting the best sleep you've had in days.

Aww. AxR is adorable.

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Lu