Author's Note: Hello people! Jed here, I'm gonna take a while off 'Last Wish' to decide what to do. But as I think, I'll keep you around with this short story, it won't last too long, probably less than ten chapters. I'll promise that I WILL finish Last Wish for you guys, I just need time to clean the plot up a bit while this one was already complete inside my mind so I might as well throw this in here until I sort out some stuff. I consider this as a practice on Romance. I seriously don't know what the other genre for this should be since it's gonna be focused entirely in like three or four settings and basically straight-forward. But I put Drama in there just in case.

Anyways, enjoy the read. Feedback and reviews are appreciated.

Into The Night

Like a gift from the heavens it was easy to tell.
It was love from above that could save me from hell.

Chapter One: Love at first Sight

Here he stood, given in to his negative self and had crossed the line. Standing at the ledge of his apartment's roof and ready to jump and be free of his depressing life. Having just quit his recent job as a fighter pilot due to the peer pressure that had been forcing him to this state ever since their last mission and getting back home only to find Fara had cheated on him, had sex on his damn bed and casually dumped his sorry ass.

This is it, I can't handle this shit here, if there is a better place after this, then I'll be more than damn happy to go there.

He stared at the street fourteen stories below, slowly looking back up into the bright orb of Solar in the pure blue sky. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and let out a long cry to express how he felt for the past five months. Spreading his arms, he let the bottle of liquor slip from his grasp, dropping until it hit the ledge and shattered into pieces. Hesitantly, he leaned forward with fear still in his mind only to be stopped as he heard wing flaps close to him and halted his actions, opening his eyes to look at the creature beside his foot who had made those noises.

A primitive pigeon stood there, its pure white feather seemed to shine under his shadow. He took a moment to stare at the unevolved bird in awe, admiring the beauty it had despite its simplicity. Seconds had passed before the bird took flight again as the vulpine's emerald eyes followed it. It flew gracefully down two stories and across the street. It reminded him the days he had when he flew in the fighters during his military career, the thrill of the ride and the beautiful view of the sky he had grown to love. Just as soon as the thought appeared, the pigeon flew past a wide open window, causing him to direct his attention to that opening. The sight made his heart skip a beat.

She gracefully took a step on the smoothed wooden floor, nearing the window where the rays reflected her sapphire blue fur. Her short locks of hair swayed back and forth as she continued to practice step by step of some sort of dance and her gaze never left the mirrored wall that the vulpine could make out just at the corner of the window where his view of the room she was occupying blocked off. But a fraction of a second later, she turned her head to face the window, revealing her jewel-like turquoise eyes and her unbelievably perfect white face.

The vulpine found himself unable to remove his gaze from the vixen. The sight was like a drug to him, having the image of the beautiful vixen saved in his mind as she twirled and continued to step in and out of view from the window. He stepped back down from the ledge and continued to stare at her, he just couldn't stop admiring her.

Only after a minute later did she stop and leaned on the window, breathing deeply with her nose before looking up to meet the vulpine's gaze, causing him to blush and look away in embarrassment.

What the hell were you doing?! Damn it, I bet she thought I was some pervert for staring at her…

He turned back to the vixen and expected to see the window shut and covered only to be surprised as the blue vixen smiled and waved at him. He returned it only when he stopped did he realize what he just did. He was now resting his arms on the waist-high ledge, leaning and exchanging a mutual greeting with the absence of his mind.

He didn't feel like ending his misery anymore. Hell, it felt like just by looking at the sweet vixen on the opposite side of the street was enough to erase any negative thoughts from his mind and replace them with her beauty. The vulpine let a smile tug on his muzzle for the first time in months as he found a new motivation to live and the reason was down there, waving and smiling at him.

I guess 'love at first sight' does exist.

IIIII

She continued to wave and smile at the figure on the roof of the opposite apartment. She didn't know why but she could feel her heart beating faster and it was not the adrenaline that was coursing through her veins just a minute ago when she was dancing. Despite Solar shining behind the stranger the vixen could see that the figure was a fox like herself and its body shape was broad, telling her that he was a male. She had never been like this to strangers, but it just seemed as if her body acted on itself and waved at him.

Why am I doing this? Why do I have this excited yet calm feeling doing what I'm doing right now? Do I know him or something?

The clouds suddenly moved in on the sun, allowing the vixen to see the vulpine more clearly. He had orange fur, dazzling emerald eyes and an insanely fit body. The warm smile on his face seemed to make her heart melt as she felt her cheeks warming. Now the vixen was sure she had never met him before. But if she had never met him yet, why was she doing this?

The sound of her cellphone ringing caused the vixen to turn her attention away from the stranger and walk to the table it sat on. She checked the number and sighed, flipping it open and brought it close to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey! ¿Dónde estás?! Su desplazamiento es en quince minutos!"

"Oh! Lo siento, voy a estar allí tan pronto como sea posible!" She hung up, gathering her belongings quickly and left.

Outside, the heat was unbearably hot. Fortunately, it wasn't as hot as it was at the peak of the day, hitting the mid 90s in temperature. The vixen hurried to the edge of the sidewalk and waved at the passing taxis until one finally pulled up to her and let her in.

"East Avenue, please."

"Alright missy." The cab driver answered, driving back into the streets again before turning to smile at her. "Clubbing this week, eh? I heard the place is getting prepped for a special event."

"Oh, no. I just work there." She replied sheepishly.

"I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing for ya. Being there when the event starts but only to work during that time is kinda disappointing. Y'know, wasting those good hours for work."

"I don't mind." She smiled.

The drive to her workplace was quite fast despite the traffic. Not even ten minutes later, she found herself at the doors of the most popular club in the district; East Avenue. The entrance was wide, having two double glass doors decorated elegantly with paint art. The sign above was in bright red neon lightings, its name at the bottom and a rose on top.

She quickly got out of the taxi, voicing her thanks to the driver and paid before entering the building, her manager walked quickly to her with a relieved look on his face. The club was already filling up and the vixen could tell that tonight would be quite busy.

"Ahí lo tienes! Rápido, prepárate." The manager said. "Los clientes están llegando con rapidez!"

She nodded and quickly headed for the staff changing room. Emerging from it just fifteen minutes later wearing a black blouse and a red skirt that reached the top of her ankles. The vixen wasted no time and began working, taking orders and carrying food to their respective tables. But as she continued to serve, her mind never stopped thinking of the mysterious vulpine from earlier.

Her mind was so occupied that she accidentally tripped, losing her balance and began to fall forward. She closed her eyes as she waited the inevitable, hitting the ground and hearing the crashing sound of the dishes filled with food that she had been carrying. But that never came. Instead, she felt a strong arm preventing her from falling. She opened her eyes and met the emerald eyes of her savior, his other arm helped her balance the plates of food.

"You okay?" He asked.

"I-I'm fine, thank you." She replied, blushing as she stood back up, taking the few seconds she had to inspect him.

He was the same vulpine she saw earlier and now she could see him in full detail. She could feel the smooth orange fur on his hand that was touching her hand as they supported the dishes. She could see the handsome face of his up close and those mesmerizing deep green eyes. And now, she heard his gentle but strong voice just a moment ago causing her mind to go rampant about the vulpine.

"Mind coming back to this table later?" He asked, smiling at her and causing her cheeks to glow redder. "A meal popped into my mind."

"S-Sure, no problem! I'll be right back." With that, she left him to set the dishes to their respective tables before quickly walking back to the vulpine's table.

IIIII

The vulpine was replaying the whole scene just a moment ago. Her sweet accented voice and her reactions. He thought he could see the red on her face, was she interested in him as well? He let out a sigh, wondering about the possibilities. Soon, he heard the sound of the vixen's shoes tapping on the floor, causing him to sit up and watch as she approached him.

"So…" She started, fiddling with the pen and notepad she had taken out. "…What can I get you?"

"I'll have the Supreme Steak set." He answered, looking up at her and smiled. "Rare on the steak if you can."

"Sure." She jotted it down and was about to turn and leave when she was stopped by his voice.

"Wait."

"Yes?"

"May I ask what's your name, miss?" He asked, acting as cool as he could.

"Krystal." She smiled. "You?"

"Fox."

IIIII

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this first chapter, I'll continue Last Wish probably next week or so. For now, enjoy this little story. :) Anyways, there are a few things to keep in mind:

First one being that Krystal will not have any telepathic abilities in this story AND she'll have a Spanish accent. :P

Second is that since this will be a short story, I'll leave the technology level here at modern tech.

Anyways, hope you like the story so far. I appreciate any feedback and reviews. Ciao!