We're So Far Away

And the moment's magic swept us away:

Throwing caution to the wind: We reached for the stars:

Everything was now ours.

"Roxas, look! Fireflies!"

Roxas turned at his name, but saw no one. He did see the back door open, and in turn, rolled his eyes. He rushed over to the door, and stepped onto the back porch, closing the door behind him.

"Naminé, you're gonna let the bugs in if you don't close the door –"

"Roxas, c'mere!" A soft voice beckoned him from the depths of the dark yard.

The spiky-haired blonde squinted his eyes, trying to determine where the voice came from. The back yard of his house was completely black, just barely illuminated by the moonlight above. He reached up, and flicked on the porch light along the side of the house. Finally, he caught a glimpse of platinum blonde hair, and smiled.

Naminé was focused intently on catching a single glowing firefly, surrounded by hundreds of others glowing brightly. The glow of the lightning bugs was fairly synchronized, casting a dull yellow glow upon Naminé's smiling face as she stared at the bug in her hand.

She looked up at Roxas on the porch, and motioned with her free hand for him to come.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," he muttered into the night.

Roxas stepped into the cool night air, following a trail of glowing lightning bugs to the blonde-haired, childish artist. He caught a glimpse of her wide, smiling blue eyes, glowing with moonlight, and couldn't help but smile. He gently set a hand on her back, and followed her gaze to the yellow glow in her cupped hands.

He did not share her interest in the two glowing bugs sitting in her hand, so he stared at her instead.

"There's two of them," she whispered. "One won't go without the other."

"Cute," he said with a smile, still staring at Naminé.

"Isn't it?"

She looked up at him, innocently bewildered at the depth and passion in his deep cerulean stare. He gave her a peck on the nose, grinning.

"Yes, you are."

Naminé blushed. Roxas began walking toward the house, only to be stopped by a tug on the hand. He turned, and instantly fell prey to his girlfriend's sparkling pale blue eyes.

"Don't go in yet," she whispered, pressing his hand to her mouth. She kissed his coarse fingers. "Stay."

Roxas cursed his weak resistance – and Naminé's crystal eyes. She was much too enticing.

…Not that he minded.

Naminé released his hand when she knew that he would not leave, propelled by her own curiosity to catch more fireflies. Eventually, Roxas, too, had joined in the game to see who could catch more glowing bugs, and two jars were brought out from the kitchen. Roxas attempted to sidetrack his girlfriend by poking her sides and tickling her, but to no avail – she simply and aggressively tickled him right back.

He knew it had been a bad idea to tell her his weak spot.

The two blondes lost track of time, frolicking amongst a sea of dancing fireflies, smiling and laughing without a care in the world; hands intertwined, faces glowing, swept away by the night.

And suddenly, what started as something so small, so trivial, so childish, had developed into an entirely different experience.

Every memory they shared together came rushing back to them as if they'd forgotten. Everything they'd ever taken for granted seemed so vital to them now. Every detail, every crease and every crevice that they'd overlooked about each other seemed so noticeable.

The sparkle of gold in the center of her pale blue eyes.

The soft, enticing feel of his ordinarily coarse hands.

The moon and the stars shone down on the young twosome as they fell down into the soft, plush grass, hands intertwined, hearts beating wildly, gazes locked, laughter soft and distant.

Roxas stroked her soft hand with his thumb, smiling in wonder at her radiantly beautiful face.

Naminé's skin tingled and her insides fluttered at his gentle touch, hypnotized by his striking blue eyes.

Neither said a word – neither could find the words to say.

The moment's magic swept them away.

It was as if time itself had slowed, capturing the young lovers in a moment of pure ecstasy. The soft glow of the moon and the dull glare of the fireflies radiated in their glossy eyes.

For a moment, the moon and elaborate stars seemed so small.

The whole world seemed so little.

Every dream ever dreamt seemed so plain.

But this very moment seemed so, so captivating.

The contact of their hands sent an electrical surge through their bodies – a desire to envelop each other in a warm, unyielding embrace. Everything in their body told them to move; something in their mind held them back.

They were forbidden by a small whisper – "stay" – in fear that this wonderful moment would end all too soon.

Their bodies were so close; yet... so far away.

Roxas and Naminé read each other's eyes word for word.

No longer.

Suddenly, as if the planets collided, the moon and stars aligned, and time stood still; something within the couple snapped.

All barriers broke.

All chains were loosed.

All doubts were vanquished.

In one single motion, Roxas placed his hands on the small of her back, and Naminé reached her hands to the sides of his face.

Then, they moved closer.

Their breathing slowed, and their hearts raced as they slowly closed the distance between them.

Their lips touched, sending a surging tingle all throughout their bodies.

Naminé's hand moved from his cheek into his blonde spikes, keeping the kiss gentle and soft.

Roxas's hand rubbed her back, sending a warm tingle up her spine, careful to contain his passion.

The kiss was passionate, yet tame. Fervent, yet gentle. Hungry, yet fulfilled.

At that moment, everything was perfect. Nothing could make them happier than to be with each other. Every piece of the puzzle fell into place.

And for once, everything felt… right.

Finally, they broke apart, relishing the tingling feeling on their lips.

Naminé's eyes remained closed, shivering beneath his electrifying touch.

Roxas smiled at her lovely face, and planted small, butterfly kisses along her soft, moonlit skin.

"I love you," he whispered, between kisses.

"Mmm…"

Naminé placed her thin arms on his chest, rubbing his shoulders softly. Smiling, she kissed his mouth once more, and laid her head on his muscular chest, breathing in the dizzying scent of his cologne.

"I love you," she sighed with delight.

He laughed softly, enveloping her in a warm, fluttery feeling.

"You… are impossible." He held her tighter. "I come out here to bring you inside, and you end up dragging me to the ground."

He chuckled, and began rubbing up and down her back slowly.

"I'll never figure you out, Nam."

Naminé closed her eyes with a smile, sighing into his chest.

"Take your time."

He laughed once more, gently kissing her hair. Naminé smiled, getting sleepy, and cuddling in his warm embrace.

Roxas held her close, wishing to cling to her forever, and never let go.

The moon smiled upon the embracing duo, and stars lit up their moment. The fireflies danced around them, and the cool night breeze was their lullaby.

They both silently wished that this night would last forever –

Like the far away stars.

A/N - ahh, Mae, what have you done to me? i feel like such a sap :P

clearly, if you listened to the song "We're So Far Away" while reading this, you will feel quite sappy as well, eh?

this chapter was basically sheer fluff n' stuff - no real purpose, just fun and fireflies and flirting. :D

indeed. yes, well, i hope to bring more one-shots to come – i've got several in the making, ho-ho-ho ;)