(Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. Warnings: slash (shonen-ai, boyxboy), maybe OOCness. Note: Well, I'm finally getting this part out. Yay. There will be three parts, in three different points of view, all for the same situation.)
Nassau:.
I take a deep breath and sigh. Sweet, sweet Marbado. It feels so good to be back home. The night air has never felt cooler; the air's never been sweeter. The colorful lights and clothing, and just everything is so warm. I missed this. Okay. I'm done being corny now.
As I chat around, I feel a tap on my shoulder. Curious, I turn and stand face to face with Aldo. "Hey."
"Hey, Nassau." Then he looks around warily, as if the people surrounding us would care as to what he was going to say. He covers his mouth, tiptoes, and whispers to me. "You know Millisar, right?" he asks and then points with his other hand to the lone Summon Beast sitting on a wooden bench to the side, staring at the ground.
I nod.
"Well," he says, still whispering, "All of us have already tried getting him to mingle, but he doesn't want to. So now it's your turn!" He steps back and grins at me.
I stare blankly back at his glowing face. "…you want…me…to try to get…him…to mingle?" I ask slowly, hoping dearly that I heard wrong. There is a lot of background noise going on.
"Yup!"
I sigh, resist the urge to slap myself and say, "Okay."
"Thanks, Nassau!" He then slinks off to go 'mingle' as he puts it.
Slowly and cautiously I approach the Summon Beast. It's not like I have anything against him, but if Aldo (who Millisar seems to take a liking to) couldn't get him out of his shell, how can I? It's not like I've been especially chatty with him. Well, here it goes.
"Hey, Millisar," I say. Hopefully it's friendly and not as strained as I think it is. I sit down next to him whether he wants me to or not. No way I am I gonna argue on my feet when he gets to sit.
"Hello…" he replies a bit slowly. Maybe cautiously.
I smile when I notice his eyes flicker from me towards the crowd. I close my eyes and boldly say, "He's still a bit naïve, but his heart's in the right place. I don't blame you for falling for him." At least I hope I sounded sure. Inside I'm nervous and I'm wondering if this is just a complete waste of my time.
He's silent for a short while, and then a smirk crosses his face as he looks back to the crowd. "It doesn't help that he doesn't look half bad either."
I nod in agreement. Been there, done that. "You're staying with them, right?"
He simply nods. "Probably."
I smile, and surprisingly, we're off in our own little conversation. It's strange. I never would've imagined that talking to Millisar would be this easy. It's almost comforting. We haven't known each other for long, but I feel like we've made some sort of connection. It's a happy sort of feeling. The conversation isn't deep and heavy, but it isn't light and superficial either.
A question suddenly pops up in my mind. It's a strange question, and it'll move the conversation to the heavier, darker side, but I'm curious as to his answer. I frown and look at the mass of people before us and decide to take a shot. "Do you think our races will learn to get along?"
I can feel his stare, but I don't look at him. He's silent for a long while, probably thinking things over. This is a sensitive topic. "Maybe…Eventually," he says at last. "I don't think a majority of the Summoners are going to take to treating either of our races like equals very well."
Well that's an interesting thought. "Eventually…" I muse aloud. That'll be the day. Summoners not treating the Kascuza as frightening animals and treating the Summon Beasts as equals. I chuckle. "Man, I'd like to live to see that day."
Softly, he mutters "I don't think as ourselves…that we'll ever completely forgive them though. Whatever they say." It's almost sounds like an afterthought.
The smile on my face is quick to disappear. As forgiving as he does sound, there was still that grudge that would take a long time to heal. "Don't be too hard on them. I know I thought that way too, but," I pause slightly, thinking of my experiences, "If I learned anything on the journey through the human lands, it's that they're not all that bad. I mean, I'm sure if they were aware of the pain we went through, and if they got over their unreasonable fear, they wouldn't approve."
Before we can delve any further into the topic, Aldo comes hopping over. His cheeks are flushed bright pink and his eyes are sparkling. If I didn't know better I would say he's drunk. Maybe he is drunk, just not off of alcohol.
"Nassau, Millisar, come join us," he whines. He keeps a smile on his face, as if he hadn't planned this himself. As he pleads, he's looking directly at Millisar.
"Hey, Aldo," Millisar says, ignoring his plea completely.
I quietly make my getaway as they start talking. I'd like to watch this from afar. I would never forgive myself if I ruined their chances. They obviously liked each other a lot, and maybe that like could turn to love. Maybe. Man, I sound like some sap. I glance to Reiha laughing happily with Ticah and Ayn. A slight frown crosses my face. But where does that leave her then? Mah. I'll worry about that later. Right now I'll focus on Aldo and Millisar.
Holy great spirits, Aldo just kissed him. What in the world did I just miss?
Guilt finally gnawing at my stomach, I blend back into the party, searching out for the food. I'll go confront them when I'm good and ready. Er…when they're good and ready. Suddenly, the crowd feels kind of suffocating, and not as welcoming. It's strange, and I ward off any incoming conversations. I quickly grab a Banna Berry and get out of there. I wander around for a while, before I come upon Aldo and Millisar.
"Oh hey, Aldo, Millisar, there you guys are." Ha. I make it sound like I was actually looking for them.
"Hey, Nassau!" Aldo is quick to respond.
Millisar is a lot slower, fighting his blush away. I try not to notice, but it's so funny. "Hello."
I start nibbling on the Banna Berry to hide my growing smile. Does Millisar honestly not notice Aldo's arm wrapped securely around his waist? Well, I never thought Aldo to be the dominant type, but hey, you learn something new every day. I smirk and look at Aldo. "See, what did I tell ya?" This, of course, referring to an earlier conversation. It wasn't that long ago, and it was about him and Millisar potentially being a couple, but that's another story.
Aldo positively beams. "You were right, Nassau."
Millisar seems to struggle against the grip around his waist, a light pink dusting his cheeks, before he gives up. "Aldo…."
I start laughing. I'll admit, I'm cocky and stubborn and I feel like I'm right all the time, but even though sometimes I'm wrong, when I'm right, I'm right. "Man was I right. Look, he's blushing."
I laugh even harder as Millisar's face gets even redder. His eyes narrow and he glares at me. Were I not laughing, were I not me, and if I did not know that he did not really mean to kill me, I would be afraid. But as it turns out, I am laughing, I am me, and I know he (currently) has no desire to see me to my early grave. This is going to be fun.
