-- Nothing From Nowhere --
- Chapter 20: But Your Fire Makes It All Worthwhile -
"Of course love is powerful," she responded to his statement. "It can bring out the best in people. And the worst." (Speaking from experience, are we...?)
He frowned. "That sounds so... complicated."
This time she did laugh at him.
"I'm glad you find that amusing," he said, his tone making it perfectly clear that he was actually rather irritated.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, still giggling a little. "It's just..." She sighed. "You really don't understand anything about love at all, do you?"
"No, I don't."
"... that was a rhetorical question."
"I'd almost forgotten how annoying you can be sometimes. Maybe I should go back and erase that part of your personality."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"You, my dear, are a poor judge of what I would or would not dare to do."
At these words (and all that they implied), her expression crumpled into one of startled sadness. She turned and pressed her face against his shoulder.
"Please don't," she whispered, sounding as though she were about to cry.
He immediately felt guilty. He hadn't meant to suggest that he was actually planning to do such a thing to her. (Again.) He'd actually been enjoying the argument up until this point. She never once dared to speak her mind to him during the time when her memories were sealed. It was another one of those things he'd been surprised to find out that he missed about her.
He sighed heavily and embraced her in what he hoped was a comforting manner.
"I didn't mean that," he said softly. "I believe I've learned my lesson..."
A/N: I didn't mean to make them have a fight! But I had him answer a rhetorical question instead of her just going on with what she was supposed to say next and it turned into this. The final chapter will be named "One Dark Flame", though whether that'll be the next chapter or not depends on whether I manage to stay on track or not, I guess?