Yay! Now a quote from one of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard before continuing on, and had the honor of hearing and falling in love with before it was even officially released. I saw them in concert, where they first performed this BEAUTIFUL song!
"We don't need to rush this
Let's just take it slow
Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
Just a shot in the dark that you just might
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight"
Lady Antebellum "Just a Kiss"
9 awoke to a crisp, cool morning. It had been two long days since they set out for their latest destination, and it was perfect weather to start out on the final portion of their trek.
The group had found a small abandoned farm settlement on the road they were traveling on and, although it was partially destroyed, they used what was left of the small house as shelter for the night.
The only room in the house still mainly intact and big enough to give shelter to all of them was the living room, and this is where they had slept.
9 found himself alone in the room and figured that the others must have woken before him and were most likely outside.
He made his way out of the house and out onto what remained of the porch. The portion of the roof of the porch that was once to his left had long since collapsed, creating a ramp-like surface to the portion that was left standing, the portion currently above his head.
He made his way down the porch steps and stopped a few feet away from the steps, scanning the area for any sign of the others.
He was about to call out for them, but before he could he felt a great weight come down on him from above…knocking the wind out of him and pinning him face first into the ground. The only sound that came out of him was a small shout from being surprised.
When he finally gained his wits from the sudden tackle, he realized that he was pinned down by two unseen force, for he could feel one weight sitting on his legs, pinning them down and the other sitting on his back and pinning down his arms. Before he could being to panic and start to fight back, thinking he had been attacked, he heard a laugh coming from somewhere above him and felt the vibration coming from those pinning him down, suggesting that, whoever they were, they too were noiselessly laughing.
He was able to shift enough to see the form of two familiar figures sitting on him. He sighed in relief, at least he wasn't under attack…but he still didn't enjoy being pinned down.
He tried to push himself up but those on top of him still refused to move.
"Oh, come on! Get off!" He called out, getting frustrated. This only caused the one above him, the one still out of sight, to laugh even harder.
"What's the matter, 9? Can't get up?" A feminine voice somewhere above him called out, before bursting into another fit of laughter.
He heard a thud about a foot away and two brown boots came to stop right in front of his face. He shifted enough to see a familiar white figure kneeling over him.
"A little help here 7?" He asked sarcastically, slightly muffled as half of his face was still in the dirt.
He heard her giggle. "Na, I think you're doing just fine." She said with a smirk.
"You're hilarious. Please get them off me!"
This caused her to give out that giggle again, the one that made his heart skip a beat.
"Ok, ok. Fun's over guys." She said to the twins, ruffling their hair as she did so.
The twins jumped off of him, hiding behind 7.
9 carefully got up, laughing as he did so.
"Ok…whose idea was that?" He asked with a laugh, wiping the dirt off himself.
Both 3 and 4, peeking out from behind 7, immediately pointed to her. She stood there wearing a playful smirk.
"Oh, I'm going to get payback!" He said.
"Ha! Good luck with that, nothing surprises me." She said, turning and walking back into the house, the twins following her.
9 just smiled after her. "We'll see about that…"
He soon joined them; each retrieved their bags and headed out again on the final day of the long trek to the city.
As the sun was beginning to sink, our heroes saw the figure of the city rising in the distance. As they neared it, they saw that the city was indeed in much better shape than the previous ones. Although, it was still far from being untouched, for they could see many ruined and burned-down buildings.
This city was named Haven, as the group had found out from a sign just before they entered the city, but as they walked through the city they still saw no signs of life. It seemed to be completely abandoned, just like the other cities.
That is…until they heard a loud mechanical roar echo through the empty streets.
The instant they heard that sound, the twins darted in between 7 and 9. Both of the older humans had visibly tensed, 7 dropping into a defensive position, holding her polearm in both hands, and 9 unsheathing the combat knife that 7 had given to him the other day, ready for an attack.
They scanned the buildings around them for any sign of what could have made that noise…they saw nothing.
"Quick! In there!" 9 said, indicating a building near them.
The group ducked into the building. They found themselves in a room with only one accessible door, the one they had just came through, the other one was blocked by fallen furniture. 9 took a position by the door, where he could scan the street for any sign of what made that noise; 7 was kneeling in a defensive position, the twins cowering behind her, on the other side of the room.
After about an hour, they neither saw nor heard anything else for whatever was out there. By this time night had already fallen, and the young leader decided to stay in the room for the night and not risk their safety by moving about in a strange city at night…especially with whatever that made that roar still out there.
The group retreated to the furthest corner of the room, one not visible from the road, and this is where they would be sleeping for the night.
Although they hadn't seen or heard any sign of what was out there, the twins were still freaked and 7 settled down next to them, comforting them until they slowly fell asleep.
While she did so, 9 stood by the only window, a rather large display window. A small about of moonlight was coming in through this window and he was standing in this light, gazing up at the moon, just lost in thought.
He felt a presence next to him and turned to see 7 next to him, gazing up to the moon as well.
"It's so beautiful…" She said solemnly, still looking up at the moon.
"It is…it reminds me that there is beauty left in this world…just like you do." He said sincerely, watching her expression as he did so.
She turned to look him in the eye. They were lost in each other's eyes…until 9 glanced away, rubbing his arm shyly.
She gave him a sweet smile then returned her attention to the moon.
9's attention, however, did not return to the moon, but to her when she looked away.
He knew of this one interaction humans had, when one shared a special connection someone…like he did with the young woman before him. Somehow he felt that now…in this beautiful moment…now, would be the perfect time for it.
He shyly rubbed his arm, mustering all the courage he had, before finally drawing her attention.
"S-seven…" He whispered, barely audible.
But she heard him, and turned to him. "Yeah, ni…"
She was cut off by a pair of lips ever-so-softly gracing hers.
Her eyes widened and her hands flew up to push him away…but never did.
She had no idea what he was doing…what this was…but found that she couldn't push him away…whatever this was…it was perfect…and she didn't want it to end…
She found herself relaxing into his touch…her eyes closing…her hands tightening around his jacket sleeves, holding him in place.
The second his lips touched hers…he found himself unable to move…there was something in this interaction…this kiss…almost like a spark erupting between them…two souls touching…something that enabled all of his senses useless, all he could feel was her…it was perfect…blissful…beyond anything he could have ever imagined a kiss would have been like…
He felt her grip tighten on his sleeves…but this still didn't stop one of his hands from moving from his side to gently grasp her shoulder…
They stayed like that for what felt like an eternity…just lost in the beauty of the kiss…until they reluctantly broke apart, needing air, for they had been holding their breath from the shock it.
It was when they broke apart when 9 jumped back, eyes wide in panic, hands flying up defensively. "S-seven, I-I'm sorry! I..I didn't mean for…it-it wasn't supposed to…i-it was just…"
The warrior stood there with a far off look, her hand resting gently over her heart.
"What was that?" She asked, barely above a whisper.
9 relaxed, his hands dropping, but still shyly refused to make eye contact with her. "It…it was a…kiss. S-something you…you only give to someone who you…well…umm…"
She looked up at him. "You…what?"
He met her eyes. "Someone you…are very fond of."
He mentally cursed himself, that was horrible…that wasn't accurate…that was far from how her felt about her…he just couldn't bring himself to say that word…the one on the tip of his tongue…the one that more accurately described how he felt.
She found herself smiling sweetly at him, even though his answer left her feeling strangely lacking. And she couldn't resist closing the distance between them, pulling him into a tight embrace.
Before they went to sleep they stole one last glance at the other, over the sleeping forms of the twins. That night, each dreamed of the kiss, and what they had felt in that beautiful moment…the feeling of two souls touching.
*Squeals like a crazed fangirl*
…still squealing…
…still squealing…
…and…still squealing…
*Faints*
