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The Kiss
prologue
Hushed music from the ongoing Garden celebration drifted out to the balcony where they stood, in silent communication, watching the heavens. The moon shone bright and beautiful, and the waves made their quiet crashes, soft as one's own constant breath. For a moment, a gentle breeze swept her away, and she became lost in the silvery sliver of the moon's reflection on the sea, and the great expanse of star-filled sky. A bright flare caught her eye – it was their sign. The shooting star sent from above led her gaze… to him. Their eyes met, and then Rinoa knew Squall had been watching her all this time. She smiled for him, and wordlessly, asked him for one dance…
Squall looked at Rinoa with pure emotion in his gaze. He saw her signal; "one" she said, then, slowly, shyly, he smiled a rare smile for her, and moved forward toward his angel. Bravely, he pulled her into a gentle embrace, cradling her in his arms and taking her by surprise. She wanted a dance; he gave her a dream. For a moment, he hesitated, not knowing what next to do. Tilting his head down to rest it against hers, he searched her beautiful eyes, trying to communicate to her all the emotions he held in his own, unable to trust his feelings to words. Was it love he had? Was it love he saw? His next action surprised them both, as he ever so slowly leaned in… for the kiss.
to come: just more! what are u waiting for??