Angeldusting
(Excerpt from "Empyreal")
Sam smiled, her cheeks going red again. She looked up at me, her eyes locking on mine. The more she looked into them, the more I felt that she could see right through me, down into my very heart and soul, and could tell who I really was. My breath caught in my throat.
The dying sun left orange, red and pink streaks in the sky, and Sam's entire body had an orangy glow as she pulled one leg up onto the bench.
"Thank you… for helping me," she said after a time in a soft voice. I could barely hear her over the intense beating of my own heart. She leaned on her hand and looked up at me again. "I… I thought I was going to die, honestly. That ghost hurt me really badly. But… right before I passed out… I saw this glowing person…" I bit my lower lip, dread settling in again. She was describing my true form, from the night I saved her. What if she noticed the resemblance?
She was right in front of me, her face bare inches from mine, our noses almost touching. The air became tenser, and even her arm slightly brushing my leg sent shivers throughout my body. What the hell was happening to me?
I could feel my face heat up. I was probably blushing as badly as she was at the moment. She just looked straight into my eyes, and I saw something in her eyes that I had never seen before…
"I think… I think it was an angel, Danny…"
Suddenly, without warning, her lips were against mine. At first, I had no idea what was going on. I knew that kissing was a sign of affection, but I had never kissed anyone, nor ever needed to. But as soon as she did it, my entire body suddenly erupted. All I wanted to do was wrap my arms around her, pull her in close and never stop kissing her. I closed my eyes and did just that, her hands on my chest. I didn't want to stop. She tasted sweet and her lips were so inviting… her body was warm and her hands slid up my chest to my neck.
She pulled away from me briefly, opening her eyes and looking into mine again. She emitted a small giggle and moved away from me, pulling her hands down from my neck. As she did, I grabbed her hands in mine, and she looked back at me.
"I-I've never kissed anyone before," she said softly. I smiled. Her touch was leaving me feeling lighter than I had ever in my entire life. Even though I was a literal spirit, I had never felt this good or warm in, well, ever.
"Neither have I," I whispered, and with that I pulled her into another one. Each one was better than the one before it. I could feel her lips curl into a smile as we kissed. I could also feel the nick in her lip, where a scar ran down her face to her chin.
My hands traveled from her back to her neck, and as I pulled away from her again, my hands were cupping her face. I ran my thumb over her scar, feeling it for the first time. A scar that, if I hadn't gotten there in time… Could have done more damage.
"An angel saved me that night," Sam said, smiling at me, her eyes filled with delight. "I know he did. He had white hair and these eyes… they were so bright, and he had this glow about him—Oh, Danny, I want to meet him again," she said, laying her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her again, leaning my face in her hair and closing my eyes.
"Do you think I'll ever see him again?" she asked, reaching up around my neck and holding on.
"Maybe," I said, smiling into her hair. "I think you will."
This was originally a scene from Empyreal , but I decided against using it. I was originally going to have Phantom and Sam become romantically involved, but I decided it would be better for them to have more of a longing relationship as opposed to an actual one. Yeah. But I had too much fun writing this blurb to not use it somewhere. And if you haven't read Empyreal, then, well, this won't really make sense, will it?