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The elephant love medley is owned by however compiled it, and Ewan McGreggor and Nicole Kidman sing it. (Basically it's not mine :P)
Out of the Darkness... Reaching the sun's ray
The sun was setting slowly, and a sole spectator watched alone in Christian's garret. She hadn't spoken to him since they returned, and she hadn't moved from her spot. Watching the sun was the only thing keeping her mind off the duke.
From his spot on the bed, Christian watched her sadly. She hadn't been herself since she'd been found, and he was really missing the Satine he knew. Christian felt guilty about his thoughts, but more and more he found himself wishing this Satine would disappear the real one would return.
He caught himself before the wishing began. Christian looked at his beloved sitting alone on the windowsill. She was alone, scared and depending on him. Ashamed at his previous thoughts, he focused on the love he had for Satine, this one as well as the "other". They were, after all, the same person.
"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked her quietly, the guilt fresh in his mind.
She didn't respond but contented herself to coo at a sparrow hopping on the windowsill. "What a pretty bird..."
Christian walked up to her and grabbed her arm gently. "Satine, are you okay?" he repeated. She avoided his gaze and didn't answer. He cupped her chin and their eyes met: his were filled with concern, and hers with tears.
"Talk to me! Tell me what's wrong."
She pushed away from him and began pacing about the room. Her hands fumbled restlessly as she paced, back and forth.
"What's wrong is that I'm humiliated! Everyone saw, Chris! They all know what a weakling I am! And no thanks to you, I crumbled when I promised myself I'd stay strong and he punched me in the face and I practically let him do it. Just like before, I let him do what he wants with me and I don't know why and he just has his way with me and I don't lift a goddamn finger! So no, Christian, I'm not okay!"
Christian's stupor lasted only a moment. Not only did she swear, she spoke so angrily that he almost didn't recognize her.
"No thanks to me!?!" he exclaimed in disbelief. "I distinctively remember jumping the duke because he punched you in the face! And don't you dare say you let him do it because you don't care! I won't let you talk about yourself that way!" "I'll talk about myself in whatever manner I please, Christian! And I distinctively remember you gaping stupidly at the duke while his fist collided with my face," she retorted hotly, not caring about the fact that she was yelling.
"Gaping stupidly? I was terrified because I happen to love you and I didn't want you hurt again but obviously that doesn't mean much to you!" Christian yelled back. "The woman I love died a long time ago, and all I can think of is wanting her back, but I can see it's not going to happen."
In his anger, he was glad his words struck home. But it all melted away when she didn't yell back at him and simply looked at her feet. He hurt her. As much as he promised he wouldn't, he did. And the guilt enjoyed tearing him on the inside.
"You were supposed to protect me," she murmured sadly. He rushed to her.
"I know, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of it..."
She looked up at him and smiled her first real smile in a long time. "Can we stop fighting?"
He nodded, his forehead touching hers. Smiling, he kissed her nose playfully. Satine laughed happily and draped her arms around his neck, while his encircled her small waist.
"I love you," he said, and to his surprise, her eyes twinkled mischievously. Their lips suddenly met for the first time in months.
And it felt like the first time.
Lightheaded and blissfully giddy, they pulled apart, but didn't let each other go. "I love you too."
The sun's rays danced in the garret and played on Christian's face. Satine reached out to touch one of them. He realized that she was back to her old self again.
"I missed you," Christian said.
"I'm glad to be back, but the other Satine's got a thing or two coming for you," she replied, trying not to laugh.
Feigning fear, he whispered in her ear, "we'll just have to keep you bother busy." Christian swung her around and, to the sound of the song that brought them together, they danced the night away.
"I was made for loving you baby and you were made for loving me."
"The only way of loving me baby..."
The elephant love medley is owned by however compiled it, and Ewan McGreggor and Nicole Kidman sing it. (Basically it's not mine :P)
Out of the Darkness... Reaching the sun's ray
The sun was setting slowly, and a sole spectator watched alone in Christian's garret. She hadn't spoken to him since they returned, and she hadn't moved from her spot. Watching the sun was the only thing keeping her mind off the duke.
From his spot on the bed, Christian watched her sadly. She hadn't been herself since she'd been found, and he was really missing the Satine he knew. Christian felt guilty about his thoughts, but more and more he found himself wishing this Satine would disappear the real one would return.
He caught himself before the wishing began. Christian looked at his beloved sitting alone on the windowsill. She was alone, scared and depending on him. Ashamed at his previous thoughts, he focused on the love he had for Satine, this one as well as the "other". They were, after all, the same person.
"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked her quietly, the guilt fresh in his mind.
She didn't respond but contented herself to coo at a sparrow hopping on the windowsill. "What a pretty bird..."
Christian walked up to her and grabbed her arm gently. "Satine, are you okay?" he repeated. She avoided his gaze and didn't answer. He cupped her chin and their eyes met: his were filled with concern, and hers with tears.
"Talk to me! Tell me what's wrong."
She pushed away from him and began pacing about the room. Her hands fumbled restlessly as she paced, back and forth.
"What's wrong is that I'm humiliated! Everyone saw, Chris! They all know what a weakling I am! And no thanks to you, I crumbled when I promised myself I'd stay strong and he punched me in the face and I practically let him do it. Just like before, I let him do what he wants with me and I don't know why and he just has his way with me and I don't lift a goddamn finger! So no, Christian, I'm not okay!"
Christian's stupor lasted only a moment. Not only did she swear, she spoke so angrily that he almost didn't recognize her.
"No thanks to me!?!" he exclaimed in disbelief. "I distinctively remember jumping the duke because he punched you in the face! And don't you dare say you let him do it because you don't care! I won't let you talk about yourself that way!" "I'll talk about myself in whatever manner I please, Christian! And I distinctively remember you gaping stupidly at the duke while his fist collided with my face," she retorted hotly, not caring about the fact that she was yelling.
"Gaping stupidly? I was terrified because I happen to love you and I didn't want you hurt again but obviously that doesn't mean much to you!" Christian yelled back. "The woman I love died a long time ago, and all I can think of is wanting her back, but I can see it's not going to happen."
In his anger, he was glad his words struck home. But it all melted away when she didn't yell back at him and simply looked at her feet. He hurt her. As much as he promised he wouldn't, he did. And the guilt enjoyed tearing him on the inside.
"You were supposed to protect me," she murmured sadly. He rushed to her.
"I know, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of it..."
She looked up at him and smiled her first real smile in a long time. "Can we stop fighting?"
He nodded, his forehead touching hers. Smiling, he kissed her nose playfully. Satine laughed happily and draped her arms around his neck, while his encircled her small waist.
"I love you," he said, and to his surprise, her eyes twinkled mischievously. Their lips suddenly met for the first time in months.
And it felt like the first time.
Lightheaded and blissfully giddy, they pulled apart, but didn't let each other go. "I love you too."
The sun's rays danced in the garret and played on Christian's face. Satine reached out to touch one of them. He realized that she was back to her old self again.
"I missed you," Christian said.
"I'm glad to be back, but the other Satine's got a thing or two coming for you," she replied, trying not to laugh.
Feigning fear, he whispered in her ear, "we'll just have to keep you bother busy." Christian swung her around and, to the sound of the song that brought them together, they danced the night away.
"I was made for loving you baby and you were made for loving me."
"The only way of loving me baby..."