To the guest reviewer: I listed it as a Gaito/Lucia romance for a reason. I ship Kaito and Lucia together only to a certain extent, but I don't care much for them. Meanwhile, I ship Gaito/Lucia far more.
Anyway, here's a continuation of the Alphabet Collections. They probably won't be alphabetical order, but it's the same concept; (Insert letter) is for... (Insert word). Place a request for a prompt if you so fancy.
Enjoy the story.
Prompt: M is for... Magia (Part of the Kajiura-verse)
Magic. It felt like magic when she touched him, whether it was a fleeting kiss on the lips or a long, lingering caress on his chest. Her presence was magical in itself, lighting up his dull, dark life by just being there.
In a way, it was comparable to the flame of a candle that could never die out, an eternal flame that guided his path in the impenetrable darkness that sought to devour him and his mind, the guide that kept him from going too far down a path he would not be able to back away from. Lucia was his guide in a world full of ruin and despair, someone whose very appearance had managed to change his desires deep inside, that had lit up a spark of fight towards his current situation, daring him to make a wish for something else, something better.
His princess was something special indeed.
His lips found hers in an intimate dance as he gently guided her towards his quarters, his strong fingers caressing her heart-shaped face lovingly. He could see the hesitation lingering in her lovely blue irises, worry filling the beautiful blue that made him pause, fearful of hurting his beloved princess. Slowly, gently, he stopped in the middle of a secluded corridor, pressing his princess against the cold stone wall. A strand of golden hair was twirled around a finger while his thumb stroked her smooth, unmarred skin. "Princess," he murmured in her ear, lips brushing over her forehead lovingly, "I can see it, that hesitation in your eyes... is that fear, my light? Of me?"
Her blue eyes widened in shock, and the blonde instantly grasped his hand in her small, delicate ones, pressing his hand against the side of her face. "Oh love," Lucia whispered to him, one of her hands reaching out to brace gently against his broad shoulders, "I could never be afraid of you." Her hand still rested on his, but she reached out gingerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as he leaned in to kiss her once more. Parting for air, she looked up at him through feathery lashes, and a smile tugged at pink lips, a smile that melted Gaito's heart.
"Swallow back that hesitation, my dear," the Panthalassan murmured in her ear, threading his fingers through her long locks. "Show me, my love, what is it that you wish for most of all." Without waiting for a proper answer, he pulled her in for another lingering kiss, wrapping her in his embrace. He could feel her arms reaching up to wrap around his neck and her hands tangling in his silver hair as they kissed, willing each other to forget the outside world. "How transient is our time that we must fight for such a fleeting encounter, princess?" he murmured into her lips, not wanting to part with her warmth. Regret heavily tinged his tone, filling his being when she pulled back, a hand slowly clasping around her necklace.
Blue eyes met red as she reached out for him yet again, and Gaito did not move away when her hand rested on one side of his face in a gentle caress. "Shorter than I care to imagine," the princess replied, her tone somewhat dry. The corners of her lips quirked up in amusement as she attempted to elevate herself onto her tiptoes to face him better. "One day, Gaito," she promised gently, "one day, I'll reach for you in the darkness. I'll be the light that guides you to safety. I'll be yours, forever, and we'll never have to struggle for time again."
Their lips met once more in a heated kiss.
Magic. It was an ancient magic that she seemed to possess, bewitching and enchanting without meaning to, and especially her smile, bright like the sun, priceless like a jewel, exquisite and inimitable. That smile which filled his dreams was magic, luring him deeper and deeper into their sinfully forbidden love, guiding him further and further into the light that he had abandoned so long ago, and the light of which had in turn abandoned him, now welcomed him back.
His princess gave him courage to move on, despite all his past hopes, failed wishes. As long as he had her, he would have nothing to fear, for she would never leave him alone. The feeling she awoke in him would keep him working to achieve his one wish, the wish that would awaken in the light.
Lucia gave him everything he needed to be strong for her.
Her arms wrapped around him from behind as he was seated on his throne, mind distant and contemplating as he swirled around a glass of red wine. Her warm breath tickling his ear made him sigh softly, red eyes closing to relax in her gentle embrace. "Lucia, love," he murmured to her, setting his glass aside carefully. Despite himself, there was a smile on his face.
"You're lost in thought, Gaito," the blonde princess whispered in his ear, sounding concerned. His beloved leaned in towards him, her blue eyes wide and innocent. She was concerned, more about him than anything else, and it warmed his heart to know that.
His hands caressed the side of her face as he looked at her, a slight smile tugging at his lips. My princess. My lovely princess. She was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and for her sake, he would obtain the power to keep her safe. Even if he had to rend the world into two to do so, she would remain, safe, at his side.
She pressed a butterfly kiss to his forehead, making him pause in his musings as he reached out for her, pulling the slender blonde into his arms. Seating herself on his lap with a melodic laugh, his princess smiled her miraculous smile at him, blue eyes brimming with mirth. The action seized his dark thoughts and snatched them away, softened his hard gaze and made him focus on her, only on her.
As she stole his heart again, he leaned into her ear, whispering softly into her ear words that she would not be able to make sense of. Gently, his lips brushed over her own, and he pulled her firmly against him, closing his eyes. "If once," he murmured, "if I can go on this path without losing my way, I'll give everything up. I don't mind if what is left of my heart is shattered to pieces." He gently ran his hand through her long, silky hair. "Just let me do something that will allow me to fight back against this sorrow that always lingers around me, that lingers in my heart."
Her warm hands caressed his face ever-so gently, and she kissed him again before she laid her head on his chest. "We need a miracle, love," Lucia murmured to him, her delicate fingers gently bracing against his chest. "You are lost in that memory of the past, in an eternal dream that you cannot wake from, and I am stuck in this future without rest — we are separated in two different worlds." Her blue eyes closed as she sighed, curling up against him. "But we can work against it, to attain the miracle that will allow us to meet once more." The smile that played on her features made him pause to consider her words.
His arms tightened around her and he lowered his head slightly, pulling her close. "I don't care," he whispered in her ear. "I only want to be with you. For you, I wield my sword, I wield my magic to protect you. For your sake, I'll live on, and this wish we carry close in our hearts, I'll brandish it to defend you deep within my heart." He gently gripped her face in his hands and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.
Magic. That was what filled the old books, that which was ancient powers of which he dared not tamper with. And it was with that magic that he would defend his beloved and her right to stand by him. The old tomes, telling tales of strange lands, where captive suns illuminated the world. Just like his princess shone upon his darkened life with iridescent light. Ever promise she had ever made him was like a glowing star, specks of white in the velvet night sky. She guided him along his path, no matter what it was that he would choose.
If it was a fairytale, then surely their wishes would come true, for her light, or in his shadow. It was what she had taught him, after all, that all wishes came true in a world that was justice.
This was it, the end.
Gaito stood there, waiting, watching as the dark field he had cast around him parted for his beloved princess. Red eyes softened as he looked at her, a hand reaching out to gently caress her face. "Lucia… my light," he murmured. His other hand reached down, taking her left hand and slowly removing the pink, frilly glove she wore to reveal the ruby ring on her ring finger.
"You promised," he murmured to her, a finger ghosting over the ruby. "What will you choose?"
The blonde princess smiled, pulling away and wrapping her arms around him, resting her head against his chest. "You, always you," she assured softly. "As long as this ring sits on my finger, my choice will always be you." Her eyes fluttered shut as he slowly pulled her into his embrace. "Nothing else matters, no one else matters. They don't know. They don't understand. Only you do, only you understand everything we've been through."
Silently, he rested his head against her for the briefest moment, the tips of his fingers alight with dark energy. Lightning arced from his hand to the other as he called upon the depths of his abilities. "My love," he murmured, his gaze slowly lifting from her to the crowd outside. Dark energy crackled in his hand, glowing brightly.
One chance. That was all they had.
"The power to change the world lies in those hands of yours," Lucia whispered to him. "Gaito, what's your choice now?"
"All I want is to be with you without worry," Gaito murmured to her, his gaze moving back to his princess. "Nothing else. I want for our perfect dream, our sole wish, to last forever." He ghosted a kiss on the crown of her head, closing his eyes. "An unending dream for us both, so that I can see that smile of yours for all of eternity." He exhaled sharply, pulling her close. "And I do not want to lose you."
His pink princess smiled, standing up on the tips of her toes. She pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, her arms wrapping around his neck so as to pull him closer. "Hey... Gaito?" she whispered to him, her melodic voice soft and gentle. At his concerned glance, she just smiled, murmuring in his ear, "I'll support you, no matter which choice you opt to take. This time that I have gone through with you, it has been the best in my life. Before that, I had no other thing to depend on save my duty, but now, there's something more." Her eyes fluttered shut. "My feelings... our feelings, it will carry me through. Even if I have to abandon everything, or if you will come with me, what will create our future together, what will create our life is..."
"This wish we share," they finished in unison.
Before anything further could be said, he once more captured her lips in a sweetly passionate kiss. Oh indeed, magic existed between them, and it would be the beginning of them, together.
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