"Silver is that you?" she called out to me behind the closed door. I am already home, and here I am, knocking on her door.
"Y-yeah, it's me." I said shakily. I carried an uneasy look, unsure of what I am getting myself into. I decided to confess things to her, and that I had been hiding things from her lately. The funny thing is, I don't know exactly what I am hiding right now. Is it that I have feelings for her? After living with her for six years, have my thoughts about her really changed?
"Come in, it's not locked." she finally replies with a hint of confusion in her voice.
I twist the brass knob slowly, and the hinges swing open with a loud groan. I cautiously step through the threshold as I meet Blaze who is standing next to the window. Usually she would just greet me with a simple nod of the head, and not say anything as I could expect from her tacit disposition. But my early return seemed to be an exception, and she decided to recognize me with a comely welcome as I came in.
Her room is about empty, and everything seems to be packed away.
"You're back a bit earlier than usual. Is everything okay?" she asks me with a light tone as she glances at me all over, somewhat startled by how dirty I am covered in charcoal and ash.
"Y-Yeah, nothing's wrong." I quickly replied as I remembered that it would not be courteous to dust myself off in her bedroom. I look around the austere room again and find everything gone, and only the permanent furniture of the pension room is left; though not much was there before we even broke in. "Are we moving already?" I slowly asked.
"Yes Silv," nodded Blaze calling me by my truncated name, "We're finding a new place, unless you want Iblis to follow us here. Are you ready to go too?" Truthfully, I don't carry anything with me except for a small sack of books and I could leave just about anytime I wanted to; there is no need for me to pack anything unlike my meticulous counterpart.
But my heart is longing to stay here just for little bit longer. I don't want to go just yet; maybe we could do something while we're still here.
"No, not yet." I lied looking down at the carpeted floor. She sighed and rolled her eyes, giving me that familiar look of vexation when I act stupid.
"Well, you'd better get on it." she lightly chastised, "Is that why you came back so early?" Her head was tilted, and she looked deep into my eyes. I found her yellow irises to be so lively; they carried a deep golden color just like the sun described in Shakespeare's poems that I read. Funny thing is: neither of us has ever seen the sun, except for when we were little kids before Iblis was born.
"Yeah, I guess so." I said slowly. I seem to be sensually possessed by her. And strangely enough, I don't know why I act like this when I am around her. Perhaps I'm just acting up again.
She looked at me with a quizzical stare, but her gaze eased and she turned around to look out the hazy window, expecting me to leave.
"When you're done Silver, just tell me. I'll be waiting here for you." she said to me facing the paned glass.
She lets out a light sigh and her elbow is now resting against windowsill with her chin sunk into her gloved palm. I can't help myself but stand there and stare at her backside, noticing how slender she really is with her hips somewhat wide. At some point I snap out of it, and remembered what I really came here for. Slowly creeping up behind her, I moved to her side and looked out the window with her as we both remained silent. She gives me a glance first, but wearily smiles and allows me to join her for the view through the glass. Anyone would expect that we were having a good time observing the nature outside, but in fact, there was nothing pleasant to see out there.
All we see are endless graveyards of burnt buildings. There's nothing green, not in the future at least. Everything out there remains desolate, decaying or rotting as flames devour the land. And this city wasteland that we live in stretches for miles; there is no life beyond these borders either.
Blaze's expression remains blank, and she lets out a heavy sigh.
"Beautiful isn't it?" I asked flippantly.
"Tell me about." She responds giving another sigh. "What a dreadful world we live in."
"Yeah, you could say that again." I said chuckling to myself. My hands were laid out in front of me while Blaze's hands are now folded, no longer resting her head on her palm. It's difficult to swallow the fact that we've lived in this wasteland for years now, and not one thing has augmented about our fortunes. We always thought things would change, or something would happen, but from our end of the bleak tunnel, there is no fruition in sight.
The only thing I would preferably keep mundane is my amity with my female counterpart.
"Silver?" came that subtle voice.
"Mn hm?" I mutter softly back. My head pulls my view away from the dreariness outside, and I glance at Blaze. Her own eyes are looking at me.
"Can I say something?" she asked now unfolding her hands, "About you?" I formed a perplexed look, unsure of where she's going with this, but I agree nonetheless.
"Go ahead, whatever you want,"
She lightly smiled with gratitude, and shifted her entire body so she's completely facing me.
"You've….been acting different lately." she said to me one her grin had disappeared.
"Have I?"
"Silver, don't hide it from me," she firmly told me. I saw her take a step closer to me, and our bodies are nearly touching now. And I can especially feel her breath waft against my muzzle. My heart is pounding, and I've never been this close to her in a personal situation.
"Are you sure everything's fine?" she asked with that irresistible voice.
It was hard to lie against her concerned look, but somewhere in me, I had lost it all.
"I'm sure, it's nothing." I quickly address back as I looked down. Why did I lie again? Surely it wasn't nothing; there was something I had to tell her. But bizarrely enough, she didn't object or further prod at me, she just kept silent. I had missed my chance.
"Well then Silver," she says my name dryly as she looked back out the window, "You should really start getting your things ready. We'll be taking off soon." I took this as my chance to promptly leave.
"Y-yeah, sure," I turn around to make my way out of her room, and into the hallway that led to my own dorm. And I swore I could feel her eyes burning on my back as I departed.
Her questions had to be so darn repetitive. And the way she asked me that, full of sentiment, yet exasperation at the same time demanding to know the truth. Maybe she did have something to think about me after all.
But I assured myself, maybe some other time.
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