YUA: Ok, here we go. My first try at a LoD fanfic that actually has some
meaning. It's gonna be an encounter between Shana and Dart. I think that
they would make a cute couple, but Shana's a bit on the wimpish side. But
anyway, here it goes.
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No Time for You
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***DART'S P.O.V.***
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I was back. 2 years after saving the world and defeating Melbu Frahma, I'm back. Home. It feels so good. Shana walks by my side, happily taking in all the sights of the rebuilt Seles. It's beautiful. And so is she. I really haven't admitted my feeling to her yet. Not out in the open. It's always been subtle. Or subconscious. Either way, I never instigated anything. I've been a bonehead. An idiot. After being with her for years and years, how have I been keeping my feeling hidden? It's a curse! That's what it is. I want to admit what I feel, but I can't. I...I'm afraid. Afraid of what she'll think of me. Afraid of rejection. Huh. A man that saved the world is afraid of rejection. Rejection is the worse thing that can happen in my opinion. It hurts. It leaves a mark that can never heal. Especially if rejection comes from a woman that you have admired for years.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Dart?" Her voice sails through the air, and I snap back to reality.
"Yes it is. It's been a while since we've last been here." Her voice is so melodious, I feel any barriers around me melt away. It's obvious I love her, but I can't tell her. What if the feeling isn't mutual? What if she thinks we're "just friends"? Then our relationship will be awkward for the rest of our lives. I don't want that to happen. Although, my other side is challenging my cowardice. It's saying that if I love her that much, I shouldn't be afraid to tell her. I shouldn't be afraid of rejection. If someone loves another, they should have no problem telling them that. But not me. Does that mean I don't love her as much as I think I do?
"Dart?" Her voice rings out again, stopping my train of thought.
"Hm? What's the matter?"
"What are you thinking about right now?" Oh man, is she onto me? That's what I think. I think she knows.
"Um, well, I was...just thinking about...how long it has been since we've been back home, and what we're going to do with our lives now." Damn! I think that last bit might've given me away. But all she does is sigh. She sounds distressed...
"Shana, if something is bothering you, you can tell me."
"Well, I was just wondering..."
"About?"
"This moonchild thing. If I'm the moonchild, what's is going to happen next time?"
"I don't know." I walk closer to her. I want to put my arm around her waist, but I control myself and nothing happens. Maybe she needs some reassurance, which I would gladly offer.
"Maybe, you won't be the moonchild anymore, Shana. Maybe another person will be chosen."
"Does that mean we would save the world again?" I have to laugh at this thought.
"If we're still alive then!"
"I guess you're right."
"Don't worry about it. Whatever happens, it's way ahead of us. We should be living now. Not in the past or the future. Just...now." Wow. I was amazing even myself.
"Y'know, Dart, that's something I would expect from Rose's mouth. You just sounded really philosophical. That was beautiful."
"Thanks." Maybe I had learned a thing or two from Rose. Maybe. Or maybe I was just trying to impress her. Either one was beneficial. We continued walking towards wherever we were heading.
"Dart, I'm really thirsty." I get a charge of pride going through me. I always liked it when she told me what she wanted. I always liked getting things for her. Jeez, am I turning into a gentleman?
"We're coming up to a pub. Do you want to stop there?" She smiles at me.
"That would be nice." She's like a little sister, but I want it to be more than that. It's starting to feel like more of a strong friendship than a family tie. Good. That's how I want things to feel. We walk towards the door, and enter the pub. Not many people were here at the time. It wasn't late at night yet. Night is when things get rough. There was a young man in the corner, and a few women sitting on the other end. We approach the bar and sit down on the tall stools. The bartender comes to us, and asks us what we want.
"Just a regular for me, please." I'm not in the mood for any strong alcohol. Not in the afternoon. Of course, Shana gets what she always gets. Just a small glass of water. Sometimes I can convince her to try a beer, but only sometimes. About a second later, two glasses are slid down to our seats. One full of a clear liquid, the other filled with dark colored ale. She takes her drink, I take mine. I can hear her gulp it down. That's not like her. Usually she's quiet and respectful. Maybe she's just really thirsty. Or maybe something really is troubling her. I decide not to ask, lest I annoy her.
"Been a while since I've had anything but spirits."
"Don't worry Shana. Your taste buds will recover!" She laughs after I said that. Her laugh is so...comforting. It's beautiful.
"Whoa!" She let's out a small yelp, and I notice the young man behind her, his hand near her rear end. I don't know what happened, but instinct guided my fist into his jaw, and he flew backwards four feet. I almost didn't believe what I had done, but at the same time, I was proud of myself.
"C'mon, Shana. Let's go." I grab her wrist and she willingly follows me out the door.
"Dart, what were you thinking?" We're outside now, and she asks me this question. I don't know if she wants to know what I really was thinking, or if she's mad at me. I don't know which.
"I don't know..."
"Were you...dare I say it...jealous?" She hugs onto my arm.
"Uh, n-no. I wasn't...jealous."
"I'm not so sure..." I think she's trying to get a certain phrase out of my mouth. Does this mean she wants me to say it? Is the feeling mutual? I wonder...but I won't say it yet. Not until I'm sure she wants me to say it.
"Um, c'mon. Let's go home. It's getting late." Even though it isn't. It's the afternoon. It feels as if it is almost two o' clock. She scowls at me at me, knowing it's not late at all.
"Fine, we'll head home, but we won't GO home."
"But Shana..."
"No! It's not late at all! I don't want to go home!"
"Ok, ok..." She sounds like a child, which just fuels my love even more. I like it when she takes charge. Soa, I'm sounding like a sex-crazed man. I need to stop that.
"Can we stop by the farm? Haven't been there in forever."
"Shana, we haven't been in Seles in forever."
"Well, yeah, I know, but...uh...can we just go?!" I laugh and entwine my arm around hers, walking along with her.
*
It's gotten a little darker since we left in the direction of the farm. The sun is setting , and the sky has turned a light orange, with streaks of purple and red, mixing and mingling with a light twilight blue color. Shana is staring at the sky as we walk, her mouth gaping open. Her arm is still wrapped around mine.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Shana?"
"Sure is." Everything in Seles is looking better than it ever was. Perhaps it's an omen. A good one, I hope.
"Look! It's the horses! I wonder if Sal is still here!" She let's go of my arm, and sends a painful feeling of loss racking through my body. But I don't show it.
"Dart, look! It's Sal! She's still here!" A graceful horse trots up to Shana's side, and sniffs her hair. She giggles as the horse bends down to her hand, expecting an apple.
"Here you go, Shana!" I toss her a red apple, which she catches and brings it up to the horse's mouth. The horse is a pure white, with a shining mane of black. Sal greedily took the apple from Shana's hand. The horse took off running, and turned back around, pointing straight towards me.
"Um, Shana? What's she doing?"
"I...don't know. She's never done this before." Sal started off at a slow trot, but quickly worked her way up to a running speed. She was charging at me!
"Good Soa! What did I do?!" I quickly turned around and ran for the fence. I could hear the thunder of hooves closing in behind me, but I dove over the fence, rolling on the ground and eventually coming to a stop. I got up, dusted myself off, and looked at Shana, who was now laughing hysterically.
"That's not funny!" She was on her knees now, almost falling over completely from laughter.
"Can we go home yet?" She grabbed her sides, and it took her a while to answer me, but she finally did.
"Sure. I guess so." I eye the horse, who is staring at me with an apologetic face. But I know it's just an act.
"Haha, Sal. Very funny. I'll get you back some other time." Man, I'm talking to a horse. Maybe Shana is rubbing of onto me. I sure hope so.
*
We're back home. We live together now. We're older. We can take care of ourselves. And besides, it's not like we would do anything...crazy. It's just a small one story house. The people made it to honor our saving of the world or something. Just as long as we have a place to stay at. We've got our separate rooms, but if needed, we share a bathroom. She usually wakes me up with a session of singing in the shower or by giving my cheek a quick little kiss. No, no, nothing serious. Just...to get me to wake up.
"Can we stay up for a little while? Like, what we usually do?" I was hoping she would ask that. Maybe,, just maybe, I would work up the courage to tell her...maybe. You see, every now and then, we'll go up on the roof via a ladder, and just sit there, staring at the moon. Doesn't have to be a full one, it doesn't matter.
"Sure. I'd enjoy that." Soa, I am starting to sound like a gentleman. She jumps up in joy and grabs my arm, practically dragging me to the ladder. She let's go of me, and proceeds to go up. I make sure she's up before I myself climb to the top. It's great out. Not hot or humid, and a light breeze flows past us, lightly caressing the skin and giving me a sense of lightheadedness.
"Over here!" I turn my head and see her patting the seat next to her. She wants me to sit down. So I do. Although, I almost trip on my way. I quickly recover my balance, and start to sweat a little.
"You're so funny!" She giggles a little bit, and I start to sweat more. Oh man, would tonight be the night? I was beginning to think so...
"Sit!" I plant myself next to her, and we both look up at the crescent moon, filling the sky with it's light and shine. Stars are nearby, complementing the already beautiful sight.
"We haven't done this in a while. Not since I was taken away by...by...was it Fruegal?" I nod, and she resumes looking at the sky. Except this time, she leans her head into my shoulder. I think I'm sweating more heavily now, and I hope she doesn't notice. Here we are, alone on top of the roof, and I'm trying my best to hide my feelings. Do you have any idea how hard it is? It's killing me! Although, she seems very relaxed. Her breathing has slowed, and her chest now goes in and out with rhythm. Maybe I should tell her now...it's decided then. I swallow my pride, and my mouth opens to reveal what I want to say.
"Shana, I love you." There! I said it! Although, I would expect a reaction...she hasn't answered or made any sound.
"Shana?" I look at her. Her eyes are closed, her breathing is slow. She's asleep! Good Soa, of all the times, she had to go to sleep now?! No telling how long it'll take for me to build up the courage again. All she dos it let out a small snore. Huh. Should I? I've carried her before...but she was hurt. Well, she's asleep right now...yeah, I guess I will. I slip my arm under her knees, and another under her back. She groans as I lift her off the ground. I hope she doesn't wake up. How am I going to take down the ladder? Ok, here's a dilemma. I don't have the slightest idea how to take her down. But I'm strong! Right? I should be able to hold her with one hand and climb down at the same time. Man, I hope this works...I start down the ladder, her body is being supported by my hand and each knee as they come up. If I can keep this up, I'll be homefree...
"Dart..." I gulp. Is she really asleep. And plus, she has never said my name like that. It's almost like...like...like she's having the same problem as me. I'm thinking about it, when my grip of the ladder rung almost fails. I hastily shoot my hand out and grab it again. Whew. Almost fell.
I safely make it down the ladder without her waking up. Good. Don't want to interrupt her slumber. As I place her under the covers of her own bed, I have to smile. Her petite frame is so fragile, and beautiful. What man can't look at her without smiling? After she's in her own bed, I leave quietly and enter my own. As I crawl into my own bed, I wonder...what's ging to happen I these next few days.
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YUA: Ahhhh, there. The end of my first chapter of my first meaningful LoD fic. Hoped ya liked it. Please, remember to review, and stay tuned for the next chapter!
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No Time for You
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***DART'S P.O.V.***
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I was back. 2 years after saving the world and defeating Melbu Frahma, I'm back. Home. It feels so good. Shana walks by my side, happily taking in all the sights of the rebuilt Seles. It's beautiful. And so is she. I really haven't admitted my feeling to her yet. Not out in the open. It's always been subtle. Or subconscious. Either way, I never instigated anything. I've been a bonehead. An idiot. After being with her for years and years, how have I been keeping my feeling hidden? It's a curse! That's what it is. I want to admit what I feel, but I can't. I...I'm afraid. Afraid of what she'll think of me. Afraid of rejection. Huh. A man that saved the world is afraid of rejection. Rejection is the worse thing that can happen in my opinion. It hurts. It leaves a mark that can never heal. Especially if rejection comes from a woman that you have admired for years.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Dart?" Her voice sails through the air, and I snap back to reality.
"Yes it is. It's been a while since we've last been here." Her voice is so melodious, I feel any barriers around me melt away. It's obvious I love her, but I can't tell her. What if the feeling isn't mutual? What if she thinks we're "just friends"? Then our relationship will be awkward for the rest of our lives. I don't want that to happen. Although, my other side is challenging my cowardice. It's saying that if I love her that much, I shouldn't be afraid to tell her. I shouldn't be afraid of rejection. If someone loves another, they should have no problem telling them that. But not me. Does that mean I don't love her as much as I think I do?
"Dart?" Her voice rings out again, stopping my train of thought.
"Hm? What's the matter?"
"What are you thinking about right now?" Oh man, is she onto me? That's what I think. I think she knows.
"Um, well, I was...just thinking about...how long it has been since we've been back home, and what we're going to do with our lives now." Damn! I think that last bit might've given me away. But all she does is sigh. She sounds distressed...
"Shana, if something is bothering you, you can tell me."
"Well, I was just wondering..."
"About?"
"This moonchild thing. If I'm the moonchild, what's is going to happen next time?"
"I don't know." I walk closer to her. I want to put my arm around her waist, but I control myself and nothing happens. Maybe she needs some reassurance, which I would gladly offer.
"Maybe, you won't be the moonchild anymore, Shana. Maybe another person will be chosen."
"Does that mean we would save the world again?" I have to laugh at this thought.
"If we're still alive then!"
"I guess you're right."
"Don't worry about it. Whatever happens, it's way ahead of us. We should be living now. Not in the past or the future. Just...now." Wow. I was amazing even myself.
"Y'know, Dart, that's something I would expect from Rose's mouth. You just sounded really philosophical. That was beautiful."
"Thanks." Maybe I had learned a thing or two from Rose. Maybe. Or maybe I was just trying to impress her. Either one was beneficial. We continued walking towards wherever we were heading.
"Dart, I'm really thirsty." I get a charge of pride going through me. I always liked it when she told me what she wanted. I always liked getting things for her. Jeez, am I turning into a gentleman?
"We're coming up to a pub. Do you want to stop there?" She smiles at me.
"That would be nice." She's like a little sister, but I want it to be more than that. It's starting to feel like more of a strong friendship than a family tie. Good. That's how I want things to feel. We walk towards the door, and enter the pub. Not many people were here at the time. It wasn't late at night yet. Night is when things get rough. There was a young man in the corner, and a few women sitting on the other end. We approach the bar and sit down on the tall stools. The bartender comes to us, and asks us what we want.
"Just a regular for me, please." I'm not in the mood for any strong alcohol. Not in the afternoon. Of course, Shana gets what she always gets. Just a small glass of water. Sometimes I can convince her to try a beer, but only sometimes. About a second later, two glasses are slid down to our seats. One full of a clear liquid, the other filled with dark colored ale. She takes her drink, I take mine. I can hear her gulp it down. That's not like her. Usually she's quiet and respectful. Maybe she's just really thirsty. Or maybe something really is troubling her. I decide not to ask, lest I annoy her.
"Been a while since I've had anything but spirits."
"Don't worry Shana. Your taste buds will recover!" She laughs after I said that. Her laugh is so...comforting. It's beautiful.
"Whoa!" She let's out a small yelp, and I notice the young man behind her, his hand near her rear end. I don't know what happened, but instinct guided my fist into his jaw, and he flew backwards four feet. I almost didn't believe what I had done, but at the same time, I was proud of myself.
"C'mon, Shana. Let's go." I grab her wrist and she willingly follows me out the door.
"Dart, what were you thinking?" We're outside now, and she asks me this question. I don't know if she wants to know what I really was thinking, or if she's mad at me. I don't know which.
"I don't know..."
"Were you...dare I say it...jealous?" She hugs onto my arm.
"Uh, n-no. I wasn't...jealous."
"I'm not so sure..." I think she's trying to get a certain phrase out of my mouth. Does this mean she wants me to say it? Is the feeling mutual? I wonder...but I won't say it yet. Not until I'm sure she wants me to say it.
"Um, c'mon. Let's go home. It's getting late." Even though it isn't. It's the afternoon. It feels as if it is almost two o' clock. She scowls at me at me, knowing it's not late at all.
"Fine, we'll head home, but we won't GO home."
"But Shana..."
"No! It's not late at all! I don't want to go home!"
"Ok, ok..." She sounds like a child, which just fuels my love even more. I like it when she takes charge. Soa, I'm sounding like a sex-crazed man. I need to stop that.
"Can we stop by the farm? Haven't been there in forever."
"Shana, we haven't been in Seles in forever."
"Well, yeah, I know, but...uh...can we just go?!" I laugh and entwine my arm around hers, walking along with her.
*
It's gotten a little darker since we left in the direction of the farm. The sun is setting , and the sky has turned a light orange, with streaks of purple and red, mixing and mingling with a light twilight blue color. Shana is staring at the sky as we walk, her mouth gaping open. Her arm is still wrapped around mine.
"It's beautiful, isn't it, Shana?"
"Sure is." Everything in Seles is looking better than it ever was. Perhaps it's an omen. A good one, I hope.
"Look! It's the horses! I wonder if Sal is still here!" She let's go of my arm, and sends a painful feeling of loss racking through my body. But I don't show it.
"Dart, look! It's Sal! She's still here!" A graceful horse trots up to Shana's side, and sniffs her hair. She giggles as the horse bends down to her hand, expecting an apple.
"Here you go, Shana!" I toss her a red apple, which she catches and brings it up to the horse's mouth. The horse is a pure white, with a shining mane of black. Sal greedily took the apple from Shana's hand. The horse took off running, and turned back around, pointing straight towards me.
"Um, Shana? What's she doing?"
"I...don't know. She's never done this before." Sal started off at a slow trot, but quickly worked her way up to a running speed. She was charging at me!
"Good Soa! What did I do?!" I quickly turned around and ran for the fence. I could hear the thunder of hooves closing in behind me, but I dove over the fence, rolling on the ground and eventually coming to a stop. I got up, dusted myself off, and looked at Shana, who was now laughing hysterically.
"That's not funny!" She was on her knees now, almost falling over completely from laughter.
"Can we go home yet?" She grabbed her sides, and it took her a while to answer me, but she finally did.
"Sure. I guess so." I eye the horse, who is staring at me with an apologetic face. But I know it's just an act.
"Haha, Sal. Very funny. I'll get you back some other time." Man, I'm talking to a horse. Maybe Shana is rubbing of onto me. I sure hope so.
*
We're back home. We live together now. We're older. We can take care of ourselves. And besides, it's not like we would do anything...crazy. It's just a small one story house. The people made it to honor our saving of the world or something. Just as long as we have a place to stay at. We've got our separate rooms, but if needed, we share a bathroom. She usually wakes me up with a session of singing in the shower or by giving my cheek a quick little kiss. No, no, nothing serious. Just...to get me to wake up.
"Can we stay up for a little while? Like, what we usually do?" I was hoping she would ask that. Maybe,, just maybe, I would work up the courage to tell her...maybe. You see, every now and then, we'll go up on the roof via a ladder, and just sit there, staring at the moon. Doesn't have to be a full one, it doesn't matter.
"Sure. I'd enjoy that." Soa, I am starting to sound like a gentleman. She jumps up in joy and grabs my arm, practically dragging me to the ladder. She let's go of me, and proceeds to go up. I make sure she's up before I myself climb to the top. It's great out. Not hot or humid, and a light breeze flows past us, lightly caressing the skin and giving me a sense of lightheadedness.
"Over here!" I turn my head and see her patting the seat next to her. She wants me to sit down. So I do. Although, I almost trip on my way. I quickly recover my balance, and start to sweat a little.
"You're so funny!" She giggles a little bit, and I start to sweat more. Oh man, would tonight be the night? I was beginning to think so...
"Sit!" I plant myself next to her, and we both look up at the crescent moon, filling the sky with it's light and shine. Stars are nearby, complementing the already beautiful sight.
"We haven't done this in a while. Not since I was taken away by...by...was it Fruegal?" I nod, and she resumes looking at the sky. Except this time, she leans her head into my shoulder. I think I'm sweating more heavily now, and I hope she doesn't notice. Here we are, alone on top of the roof, and I'm trying my best to hide my feelings. Do you have any idea how hard it is? It's killing me! Although, she seems very relaxed. Her breathing has slowed, and her chest now goes in and out with rhythm. Maybe I should tell her now...it's decided then. I swallow my pride, and my mouth opens to reveal what I want to say.
"Shana, I love you." There! I said it! Although, I would expect a reaction...she hasn't answered or made any sound.
"Shana?" I look at her. Her eyes are closed, her breathing is slow. She's asleep! Good Soa, of all the times, she had to go to sleep now?! No telling how long it'll take for me to build up the courage again. All she dos it let out a small snore. Huh. Should I? I've carried her before...but she was hurt. Well, she's asleep right now...yeah, I guess I will. I slip my arm under her knees, and another under her back. She groans as I lift her off the ground. I hope she doesn't wake up. How am I going to take down the ladder? Ok, here's a dilemma. I don't have the slightest idea how to take her down. But I'm strong! Right? I should be able to hold her with one hand and climb down at the same time. Man, I hope this works...I start down the ladder, her body is being supported by my hand and each knee as they come up. If I can keep this up, I'll be homefree...
"Dart..." I gulp. Is she really asleep. And plus, she has never said my name like that. It's almost like...like...like she's having the same problem as me. I'm thinking about it, when my grip of the ladder rung almost fails. I hastily shoot my hand out and grab it again. Whew. Almost fell.
I safely make it down the ladder without her waking up. Good. Don't want to interrupt her slumber. As I place her under the covers of her own bed, I have to smile. Her petite frame is so fragile, and beautiful. What man can't look at her without smiling? After she's in her own bed, I leave quietly and enter my own. As I crawl into my own bed, I wonder...what's ging to happen I these next few days.
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YUA: Ahhhh, there. The end of my first chapter of my first meaningful LoD fic. Hoped ya liked it. Please, remember to review, and stay tuned for the next chapter!
