First Words on the Bench

Wow so...yeah this took me an embarrassingly long time to upload. Sorry about that. Anywho, as I said before, this was originally written as an RP, so the point of view switches in each paragraph. It takes a bit, but once you get the hang of it its actually pretty easy :D

(BTW It starts in Fai's POV)

Another new buzz of thoughts had joined the hive in Fai's mind. With a sigh, he just went blank. Let everything go, and just sat there, empty of feeling for a numb moment. It was too much, just… too much. He looked down, cuddling his arm close to himself as the smile remained on his face. Shaky, barely convincing, but still there. He didn't even have anything for a taxi.

Crossing the tracks with long strides, he made it to the other side quickly. Starrk made a bee line for his blond and dropped done heavily into the seat next to him. "You were meant to go on the train to Valeria, right?" he asked, stretching out with his hands behind his head. He let his eyes slip shut.

Fai wasn't paying much attention, but he was vaguely aware of someone approaching. They got closer, landing on the uncomfortable, public use bench with a dull thud. A voice broke the little veil of silence around the blonde, and when he realized it was himself that was being addressed, he looked up.
"..Yes. Yes I was, in fact… what about yourself, stranger?" Fai asked, the smile still on his face.

Starrk was slightly surprised. He hadn't really expected his blond to answer. He had a ... nice voice. It matched his face well. Keeping his eyes shut he shrugged. "Yeah," he said, crossing his ankles. The action was fruitless, however. He was still uncomfortable.

"Aha… So it seems I'm not the only stranded soul, hm?"
Fai's voice was tired; he lacked the energy to fuel it with his usual exuberance or friendly tone. It had been… a long day, at best.

Starrk opened one eye. "Being stranded isn't bad. Jus' sleep it off." He said before closing it again. He could hear the exhaustion in the blonde's voice. He wasn't trying to hide it, which was interesting in itself. He hid the tear but not this. To him, it was like another piece of the puzzle and Starrk was becoming more and more interested in the final picture.

Fai couldn't help but be mildly amused by the statement. He swept a long strand of blonde hair from his face, tucking it behind his ear to allow him a better look at this man. His brunette hair hung just above his shoulders, and his build appeared firm - broad shoulders and a strong jaw line. Attractive facial features, too…
"If only it were that simple…" Fai chuckled lightly, leaning his head in his hand, elbow propped on his knee.

Starrk quirked his lips into a half smile. "It is, if you don't think too much." He shifted his shoulders against the metal seat. "The name's Starrk, by the way." he said.

Fai's stale smile seemed to liven up the tiniest bit - a little warmth in his tired eyes now. Listening to this voice… it seemed to put the blonde at ease. The deep lull had him paying attention without the man trying, and it washed out the noises of the station - life seeming to quiet for this moment. Which was … nice.
"Fai. Fai D Fluorite," he replied, holding out a slender hand to shake.

Starrk opened his eyes and sat up. Taking the blondes hand he said, "Nice to meet you ... Fai-San," He spoke his name almost hesitantly, testing the way it felt on his tongue. "Fai. D Fluorite." he repeated. Smiling fully he said, "What an odd name."

Fai couldn't help but laugh a little - a soft light chuckle, rather than a somewhat hysterical cackle.
"I could say the same for you, Starrk-san," he replied, bright blue eyes looking into the others. They were framed by long lashes, and the rims were a little red, the small detail giving away that he had been crying.

Starrk preferred this laugh over the other. It was softer and slower, and soothing instead of grating. "I guess," he said. Breaking eye-contact he looked down and noticed that he still held Fai's hand. The dark haired man quickly pulled away, scratching the back of his head and looking up had the sky.

Fai noticed the rather shy-natured move, finding it a little endearing that a stranger such as this one could act so… cute? The word didn't fit his appearance in the least, but the blonde couldn't deny that his actions were like a teenager working up the courage to talk to someone.

Starrk was feeling skittish, nervous. He needed to move. He didn't like it. Keeping his eye's to the slowly darkening sky he said, "It's getting late." He ran a hand through his unkempt hair. "You plannin' on staying here all night?" '

Fai looked down at his shoes, shrugging.
"Well, that's just the question, isn't it?~" he sighed, leaning back on the chair again and looking up to the sky that his new stranger was fixated on.
"It's not like I have any other options, so I'd imagine so…"
The gentle smile he had been wearing seemed to slip, as he thought of spending a full night in this old, damp place. It didn't sound all too appealing.

"All right then," Starrk said, standing up and brushing invisible dust from his lap. He stretched his arms above his head; his joints creaked and groaned in protest. Satisfied, he shoved his hands in his pockets and began to walk to the exit of the train station. He only made it a few steps before he turned around with a bored impatient expression, "Well, are you coming or not?"

Hope you like it! I promise it wont take me this long next time.

Review please! :D ~ bree