Angel here once again. Here's the next chapter. So on with the fic...
Sage: She doesn't own sm, just for your information.
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Sweet Surrender: Part 1
Sitting starring up at the same stars he'd only just been standing under, Yaten could help but wonder what had possessed him to kiss her. He had only to look at her and he'd melted into a big pile of mush. It had been so totally unlike him to start some thing like that. Yaten watched a shooting star fly across the night sky. He made one wish, to understand the feelings that now had him so confused.
Was some spell she'd cast on him, or was the over whelming attraction he'd felt upon seeing her naked as the day she was born? And that raised another question, why was he attracted to her. She was just another girl, right? But then why couldn't he shake the feeling that he should go to her? "Bloody hell!" He said, punching the wall. "I've seen her like three times and then I go and try to... What was I trying to do? Seduce her?" He sighed, and turned from the window.
Yaten headed towards a room that held the interments he and others had used a lot on earth. He entered and went over to his keyboard and started to play. The music drifted through the palace and caused quite a few to take notice, including Kakuya and the troubled silent senshi. But one unlike the other followed the music.
Standing at the door, watching Yaten play his melody, she wondered why he seemed so into the music. Yes he'd played like no one she'd ever heard before, but this was different. He played as if he was trying to get something out through the notes. Now in the earliest hours of the morning the senshi of healing played his song, and the silent senshi stood listening. Trying to decide whether to be mad, sad, or both, Hotaru just watched.
Finally when he'd finished he looked up, and noticed her. He felt something like a total fool for just staring at her. Then he remembered exactly why he'd come to this room, to get her off his mind. He watched as she approached. "Hi." She whispered. He didn't reply. "Um... Yaten we need to talk." Hotaru was getting annoyed by his silence and walked within a foot of him.
Sighing he nodded. "Listen, Hotaru. I don't get what happened out there, but we just need to put it behind us. So forget about." Yaten walked past her on his way out. "It didn't mean anything, okay." He said.
"No you listen." She spun around and looked at him. Tears threatening to once again fall. But she didn't care if he saw. "It might have meant nothing to you, but it did to me. And I can't forget about it. Never!" She brought her hand up and smacked him. "Kisima!" She ran out passed him, now once again in tears.
This time it was his turn to watch some one walk away. "Why does it mean something?" He asked, touching his cheek. From what he'd known of Hotaru, she was not one to strike some one. But then, he'd probably given her a good reason to. Sighing he stood for an hour watching where she'd been standing, and pondering why he felt as if he'd done something he was going to forever regret.
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Hey minna-san? A little short, I know. But I've been having writers block. Oh don't forget I need 5 reviews for the next chapter. And remember this is only part one. So Ja ne for now! *Angel*
Sage: She doesn't own sm, just for your information.
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Sweet Surrender: Part 1
Sitting starring up at the same stars he'd only just been standing under, Yaten could help but wonder what had possessed him to kiss her. He had only to look at her and he'd melted into a big pile of mush. It had been so totally unlike him to start some thing like that. Yaten watched a shooting star fly across the night sky. He made one wish, to understand the feelings that now had him so confused.
Was some spell she'd cast on him, or was the over whelming attraction he'd felt upon seeing her naked as the day she was born? And that raised another question, why was he attracted to her. She was just another girl, right? But then why couldn't he shake the feeling that he should go to her? "Bloody hell!" He said, punching the wall. "I've seen her like three times and then I go and try to... What was I trying to do? Seduce her?" He sighed, and turned from the window.
Yaten headed towards a room that held the interments he and others had used a lot on earth. He entered and went over to his keyboard and started to play. The music drifted through the palace and caused quite a few to take notice, including Kakuya and the troubled silent senshi. But one unlike the other followed the music.
Standing at the door, watching Yaten play his melody, she wondered why he seemed so into the music. Yes he'd played like no one she'd ever heard before, but this was different. He played as if he was trying to get something out through the notes. Now in the earliest hours of the morning the senshi of healing played his song, and the silent senshi stood listening. Trying to decide whether to be mad, sad, or both, Hotaru just watched.
Finally when he'd finished he looked up, and noticed her. He felt something like a total fool for just staring at her. Then he remembered exactly why he'd come to this room, to get her off his mind. He watched as she approached. "Hi." She whispered. He didn't reply. "Um... Yaten we need to talk." Hotaru was getting annoyed by his silence and walked within a foot of him.
Sighing he nodded. "Listen, Hotaru. I don't get what happened out there, but we just need to put it behind us. So forget about." Yaten walked past her on his way out. "It didn't mean anything, okay." He said.
"No you listen." She spun around and looked at him. Tears threatening to once again fall. But she didn't care if he saw. "It might have meant nothing to you, but it did to me. And I can't forget about it. Never!" She brought her hand up and smacked him. "Kisima!" She ran out passed him, now once again in tears.
This time it was his turn to watch some one walk away. "Why does it mean something?" He asked, touching his cheek. From what he'd known of Hotaru, she was not one to strike some one. But then, he'd probably given her a good reason to. Sighing he stood for an hour watching where she'd been standing, and pondering why he felt as if he'd done something he was going to forever regret.
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Hey minna-san? A little short, I know. But I've been having writers block. Oh don't forget I need 5 reviews for the next chapter. And remember this is only part one. So Ja ne for now! *Angel*