Large, manly hands placed tenderly over the almond eyes belonging to a delicate, feminish face, the cherry lips curved in an excited, nervous smile. An anxious heartbeat echoed in the woman's ears, as her mind analized the various things this surprise could be. A pleased smile was formed tenderly on the man's rosy lips, and his proffound, brown eyes glittered with all the love and uncontrolable feelings this woman awoken in the depth's of his ethereal soul.
"Darling, it's a car, I know it's a car, it's a big, red, sports car!" the woman's melodious voice floated mistfully with that stutter note of pleasant excitement.
"jaja, no sweet, no!" the man's voice boomed with an struendous yet, gentle laughter.
They paced carefully, calmly, attempting not to reveal the secret by discovering the girl's eyes, nor tripping clumsily with their interwined paces. Their feet stepped gently on a red carpet, pressing against it with a gentle pitter patter, like the footsteps of a baby. The hall was profusely decorated in a heavy victorian style, with colorful silks and cloths spread across the walls, and the warmth of a flaming light drowned the place. But to the woman's eyes all was an anxious darkness and a collections of sounds and smells she attempted to analize.
"ready?" whispered the young man at the woman's ear in a caring, loving tone.
"yes!" the woman answered almost breathlessly.
A door creaked so silently it was nearly inaudible, and the warmth of the rought hands vanished to be replaced by an abrupt shower of light that engulfed the woman's vision, blinding her momentarily with it's brilliance. As it vanished she saw the most wonderful vision her delighted, caramel eyes could see, a room larger than any she had ever been at, decorated in the ancient roman style, contrasting greatly with the victorian decoration belonging to the corridor.
"this...this is a hotel room! It, it isnt...is it?" her eyes flashed back at the man, shocked features, yet he could appreciate the great joy irradiating from his girlfriend's face.
"yes, it's Royal Scepter!" the man answered, passing a clumsy hand across his messy strands of flaming hair, untyding it even more.
"Oh Ron, you shouldn't have!" moaned the girl in a faked regret that became very obvious the moment the corners of her lips twitched uncontrolably.
"anything for my sweet girlfriend!" Ron whispered seductively, grabbing her waist and lowering his face to place a tender kiss upon her lips.
The woman received the act of love with humid, glossy lips and a smile that lit her pale skin, but soon she had gotten rid of the tranquil grip on her waist and had rushed away from the man under his stunned, yet pleased face. She grinned at him with the excitement of a child's first time on horseback, her eyes glimmering like stars fallen from heave. Her feet danced across the creamy marble floor with the feathery touch of a nymph floating delicately without really touching the ground. Strands of curly, bay hair floated as in slow motion, lazily yet with the elegance and mistery of the wolf enjoying the liberty with the freedom of the air, in a gentle flight across the luminous tundras. Ron breathed in deeply and examined her carefully, she was a true blessing to his heart and his feeble adquisitory capacity. The treasure he had been seeking all his life.
"Ron!" the young woman said stopping her dance and smiling excitedly, breathlessly at the young, 25 year old man, "nobody has ever done anything like this for me, this things show me how much you love me!" the young girl gasped excitedly, yet her tone of pure adoration and worship indicated how glad she was, to a submissive manner.
Ron's eyes widdened greatly as his mind flashed with the suddenness of forgotten memories.
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The young teen approached a short girl with bay, bushy hair, and bright, dark brown eyes. The woman was clearly angry at her deformed features and the frown that crossed her face, all together with the flame that torched the depths of her dark eyes.
"hello, um, sorry I couldn't go last week, but my parents considered punishing me for failing potions, and history of magick, and..." he said scratching the back of his red head, and toying with the grass with his long feet, kicking it pointlessly and oppening a dark mud gash on the green field.
"my boyfriend didn't come to my birthday! And that I cannot forgive you!" the girl snapped dryly, never looking up to focus on the man's suddenly pale cheeks, and his horrified expression. As passive as she attempted to appear, her knuckles were a sickening yellowish white due to the pressure applied on the book's collection of pages.
"I already said I was sorry, what was I to do? Run away?" The boy nearly screamed with desperation, his pupils were so small with a sudden fear that he lacked vision.
"precisely Ron! It was my birthday! You say you love me, then why weren't you there?" the woman snarled, yet aside from the dry harshness, and ice breath of her words, her eyes glittered with a salty humidity that itched her eyes.
"but I do love you?" Ron screamed shaking so wildly that his glossy, red hair flamed under the careful lick of an envious sun. The brilliance of his hair contrasted greatly with the sudden paleness of his skin, and the frost that covered his stomack like a wiinter mist, freezing and numbing his senses.
"Ron!" the young female started with such a calm it was far more dreadful and scary than the fury in power of the woman, for the calm before the storm always advises you of the beast that follows.
"words are not enough, there must be acts to prove them!" the woman finished calmly, placing her eyes fixed on his own brown, ignoring the tears that threattened to fall, making him see how right and how hurt she had been for a long time.
Ron oppened his mouth in a silent no, yet his voice had dissapeared, vanished, scared away, his skin pale, and his eyes wide with shock, fear dulled them, his vital light extinguished by that being to whom he confided the protection of such luminousity. He simply turned around and left, ran away from the dreadful pain this woman caused to his heart. Things had changed forever.
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Ron stumbled lightly backwards, having returned from his forgotten memory he felt dizzy, disoriented and very cold like the sweat that trickled his face in minuscule streams. The woman grabbed his arm, worry crossed her face upon seeing him breathe in deeply and block his vision by lowering his eyelids, and loosing his balance by nearly falling backwards, as if the hotel room was a ship in movement.
"Ron, honey, are you ok?" she inquired grabbing his arm tenderly, yet firmly enough as to keep him standing.
"Elisabeth, my life, I've...I...I've kinda...got something to do, it wont take me long but..." he stuttered, not knowing how to explain the sudden urge he had to leave this young female alone, his girlfriend for three years.
Ron got rid of a sudeenly numb grip, and headed straight for the door, avoiding the hurt and surprised gaze that had suddenly expanded across Elisabeth's face, covering her joy with a veil of torture. He extended his hand torwards the simply decorated door and stopped; he knew what to say. He turned around and stared at the teary eyes of his young girlfriend:
"someone has been waiting seven years for me so say sorry!" he explained calmly, but nevertheless the warmth and love he felt for this girl irradiated from his body as it was the energy that sostained his integrity.
To Be Continued...
AN: a first chapter, and more to come, this wont be a long story, but I believe it's gonna be very interesting. Well, please, read and review, and take a look through my other stories.