Disclaimer: Sorry, no time to leave a disclaimer today, Goku's trying to break the padlock on the fridge, Chibi Trunks is trying to help him, Jack's cheer them on, and Saraneth is playing lookout. Gotta run!
A/N: I would have uploaded this last night, but ff.net was repairing itself. That's ok, I'm uploading it right now.
And are you all blind, or do you really not trust me anymore? Seriously...look at the last sentence of the previous chapter : Slowly their laughter subsided; slowly, their eyes opened. Hmmm...let's think about that one--she's sitting on his lap and they're embracing one another. Was I really not that clear, or do you really not trust me?
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Petrified Tears
chapter 73
Two bodies, two souls.
To think that these two could be so blind, so blind as to think that they two alone were the only two in the world who could sypathize with loneliness, that they two alone were meant to be alone. Each felt below the other, that the other was somehow beyond their reach.
The power flickered above them; went out, as if Dende had cupped his hand around a candle and blown out the flame. Their world was left to the starlight of the outside heavens, as the gentle breath of the world kissed their hair and kissed their half-lidded eyes.
A finger twitched; a hand moved.
Blue eyes met bluer, a blush ran from one face to the other.
Slowly, she exhaled, their lips so close they could almost taste each other. His hand pulled away from hers and found its way into midnight, deeply rooting itself into her hair, his fingers tightening against the nape of her neck.
Slender fingers slid along his arm, settling on his shoulder, fingers wrapping around the side of his neck, up and into his hair; the arm around her waist tightened lovingly as her fingers intertwined with his.
Breath to breath, two souls battled within two bodies; two hearts slowed to almost nothing. Blue eyes and bluer, both fighting within themselves, searching for what was right.
Her breath hitched slightly, her fingers tightening into a gentle fist, pulling his hair, as his hand squeezed the nape of her neck, his mouth drawing nearer to hers. He froze, afraid he'd done something wrong, until her fingers drew slowly down the line of his jaw and a shy smile lighted upon her lips.
His heart wrestled with his soul; the argument of one was how much he wanted this, and how much she wanted this, the argument of the other was that this wasn't meant to be.
She blinked, slowly, her eyelashes brushing against his, her eyes not opening as her demons tempted and taunted her. She loved him, she had since forever ago. But he didn't love her back.
His breath brushed against hers, and she opened her eyes, bluer eyes meeting blue. Slowly, she curled her fingers against his cheek, letting her hand fall.
Slowly, his hand fell in turn, his arm once again encircling her waist. Her hands clasped around his, their noses brushing against each other.
Slowly, two sets of blue eyes closed; slowly, two sets of blue eyes opened.
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A/N: There, is that clear enough for ya? Or do I need to draw it out in crayon? ;) Is ok y'all, after everything I've put you through, I wouldn't trust me either.
-Panabelle ;P
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