Serge/Kid fans you should like this. So should you Glenn/Leena fans. Lets see how I did shall we?
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Chapter 15 – Twilight of the Night and Sea~~~
"Glenn?" Dario called out as he strode quietly down the hallway towards his younger brother's room. Like Karsh, he too was growing weary of this ball idea. Yet unlike his gruff friend, Dario felt the idea would help tremendously with the people's enthusiasm and was waiting in the three days in quiet anticipation to see whether he was right or wrong. Even so he felt good having gotten out of preparations on a search for his brother who he had not seen in hours now.
Having gotten no reply from his call, Dario stepped into the room to find it deserted except for Phoenix wrapped up tightly in Glenn's covers. Walking into the room a little farther, he saw the tear streaks on the little girls face and it vague reminded him of his little boy who was bundled up safely in Riddel's arms. The former Deva flinched, realizing this young girl before him had no mother or father to hold her.
Walking over to the bed Dario pulled another light blanket over the girl. He felt sorry for her, yet her pain brought to him just how much his son, Kael meant to and needed him.
Dario sighed then stood. Maybe that's what he would do, he would go see his child and stay his search for Glenn. After all he knew full well his little brother could take care of himself. He looked once more at the young girl before noticing the window was open. Putting on a look that portrayed light annoyance the former Deva went over to shut it. When he did so he heard the light sound of voices outside. Curious and wary he strained his hearing to see who or what it was.
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Outside
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"…didn't have to do that."
Glenn sighed and looked at the slow retreat of the sun as evening twilight began to set in. "Maybe I didn't have to. But I felt I should."
Leena crossed the roof to sit by Glenn, allowing her legs to over hang the building much like he was doing. For a moment she looked at him then out to the sky as well. "You know not many people would have done that."
He nodded slightly. "Yes, I know." A small wind blew lightly at both of them causing their hair and Leena's dress to sway lightly. As it did, the young soldier began to speak once again. "I can't help but feel angst for not only Phoenix but so many others." He stopped a moment and shook his head slightly. "So much pain so many people go through, so much they have to suffer. As a Deva, as a Dragoon, as myself…I find it my duty to stop this suffering and…I am failing miserably…" His voice trailed off and he fell to silence.
Leena just looked at him. This man, this Knight that sat before her had not only stopped much suffering but had also helped save the world from its own fate was now saying that he was indirectly a cause of suffering because he could not prevent it. She couldn't believe it really. How could someone be so selfless? She found herself admiring and respecting this extremely deeply yet she also found herself wanting to comfort him somehow. Before she knew it, the village girl found herself embracing him in a caring hug.
Glenn's eyes grew a size or two larger in shock. He had no idea what had possessed Leena to do such a thing and wasn't quite sure what to say or do.
"You're not failing." He heard her say as she pulled back from the hug slightly. "You can't help everyone, but you have helped out a lot. You've slaved day and night for the people in this manor Glenn; I don't think I've seen you asleep yet. And the hospitality you've shown me and Phoenix is remarkable."
The knight hung his head slightly, more out of thoughtfulness then anything. "Still…"
Leena eyed him, "Still, nothing. You're a god-sent. If you don't believe me ask anyone."
He looked up at her slightly "If I try to disagree you're going to hit me with your frying pan aren't you?"
She smiled mischievously "Most likely."
Glenn lifted his hand and ran it lightly through his hair before saying. "Yup. That's me. God-sent Glenn." He let out a small chuckle as Leena gave a quiet giggle before placing her head lightly on his shoulder and looking back out over the sea and sky, watching as the last rays of sunlight flickered on the horizon.
As Leena placed her head on his shoulder, Glenn's eye grew wild again in shock. Looking down at her he realized she seemed completely content and appeared to have no problem with this situation and if she didn't why should he?
"Do you think it's ever going to stop?"
Glenn forced himself to calm. "Pardon?"
"All this weird stuff." She replied before tightening her grip on his arm lightly and pushing her head a little closer to his shoulder. "Do you think it will ever end?"
"Even if it does, there will always be something else." He mused as he looked out over the now star speckled sky. "Life and Chaos seem to go hand and hand among us."
Leena sighed quietly "I guess you're right. Even so, it would be nice to have a little peace."
"Yes it would."
"I hope my sisters are Ok." Her words were as light as the wind and almost sounded tortured. "And…I'm scared."
Glenn looked from the sky to Leena. He could not see her face but from the way she sounded he knew she was telling how she really felt. She really was scared, and Glenn had to admit that he was scared too but he was not about to let that interfere with his judgment. He didn't expect she was about to either.
Silently the young soldier lifted the arm that Leena was clinging to and carefully shook free of her hold before placing his arm gently around her. He gave the village girl a small squeeze, which caused her to look at him, meeting a small smile. "We're all scared Leena. But instead of running from that fear all we can do is face it and protect each other." And for a moment nothing was said. Nothing was needed to be said, for the feelings and the mood were switched through silent gazes and caring smiles.
After a moment Leena placed her head back on Glenn's shoulder and nuzzled it lightly. His hold around her tightened and the night fell into a silent glaze as they watched the stars and the moons up high.
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Inside
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Dario silently shut the window shudders. After doing so he gave a quiet chuckle before smiling to himself and heading out of the room. He needn't worry about his brother's where-bouts anymore, Glenn was in good hands and so was Leena.
As he went back towards his own room Dario chuckled while thinking Phoenix calling Glenn 'Unca' may be more accurate then anyone would have thought.
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Sploosh…The docile sound of a small object hitting the surface of water vibrated gently through the night. The source? Tiny rocks hitting the wave less sea in random succession to one another.
Sploosh…The source of the rocks? A Vivacious young woman with blonde hair throwing them as fast and as violently as possible into the dark waters of the night sea creating the small disturbances.
It was indeed Kidd who was boiling with red, hot infuriation, with searing annoyance and torrid, built up rage. To top it all off she was angry and tossing small stones she had gathered from their brief trip to Marbule into the waters was helping her only slightly.
Sploosh…She continued throwing the pebbles from the deck of the S.S Blackwind giving off an occasional yell in frusteration. As she tossed the rocks the Radical Dreamer remembered the happenings in Marbule, those being what annoyed her so.
* Kidd stepped off the tiny rowboat directly behind Serge, onto the Marbule shore. She, Serge, Norris and three of the Blackwind crew walked the short distance to the Demi-human settlement only to be completely shocked upon their arrival.
"There's no one here…" She had heard Serge whisper quietly as they found the settlement was indeed completely empty.
Norris had ordered his sub-ordinates to split up and look for something; anything to trace how long the demi-humans had been gone. But like Guldove, they found absolutely no trace anyone had been there for at least a week.
That had annoyed Kidd enough but when Serge came back his search with a rat like thing that possessed a sharp tongue and bitter attitude that seemed to have no like for any of them, Kidd's temper was maxed out trying not to kill the damned thing. *
The young thief released a very loud and frustrated yell as she threw the remainder of the stones into the depths of the sea below. "Dammit!" After he small release she slammed her elbows down on the railing, folded her arms across one another and dropped her head onto them before glaring out into the dark horizon.
"Hey,"
Kidd jumped slightly and turned he head sharply to meet the advancing vision of Serge. She released a dignified grunt before glowering back out over the water. "Lousy Bugga, scarin' me like that."
"Sorry," She heard him reply quietly before veering from the subject. "Norris is taking us back to Viper Manor. He's going to stay and help too…"
"Good fer him." She said bitterly and Serge grew silent. For a moment Kidd thought he had left but just as she was about to look and see, she saw his hands grip the railing lightly as he too looked out over the night. Silence danced around them for a moment then Serge spoke.
"When I was little, my mom used to tell me about a time of night where the deepest parts of the ocean would come alive with light." He paused a moment before continuing. "The water would shoot into the air, creating an invisible wall and unknowing sailors would go into it and be lost among their ideas. She said it was Zurvan, The Sea of Dreams and though it sounded great it was really horrible. I couldn't understand the horrible and I didn't really until now."
Kidd was confused on how any of this had to do with anything at all. None-the-less she was curious and went along with it, pushing the bulk of her annoyance to the side for now. "Well then mate, what does the 'horrible' mean?" Her tone was nearly blank and her eyes remained fixed on the horizon, not putting much effort into the question.
Serge shook his head slightly. "Well, when you dream do you ever want to wake up?"
The radical dreamer thought on this a moment after reviewing a dream or two she looked over at him "Guess not."
"Well," He said before looking over at her and shifting himself so his entire body was facing her direction. "Think about drifting through your deepest hopes and desires for years. Then when the dreams run out, so does your time in Zurvan. If you don't manage to get out in time, you're stuck in forever darkness. If you do get out in time your dropped into the harsh reality of life once again. Could you really handle it after so many years of dreams?"
Serge's voice was not menacing or vehement, in fact it was the exact opposite, more quiet and questioning. Never the less Kidd stood up right before slamming her fist onto the railing of the ship and bursting into angry stuttered tears. "B-Bugga!" she stammered between agitated breaths and slammed her fist against the ship railing once again.
The harsh fact of it was Kidd had been through that, or at least something similar. Her younger years at Lucca's orphanage had been peaceful, almost like a dream besides the occasional teasing from the other children. She remembered staying up with Crono and Marle, listening to their stories of times come and gone. She remembered trying to help Robo finding meaning in the pointless acts of her and her fellow orphans. Most of all though, Kidd remembered Lucca and how she'd been like a big sister to her even though Kidd had been a large pain more than once. But then, Lynx and that 'clown' came and deprived her from her simple life and tossed her into the unforgiving grip of life's hand. Sure, Serge, through help of the Chrono Cross and Mastermune had saved her from the fire but what was she supposed to do when he left? For many years of her life she was confused and alone, doubting and hating life with nearly every inch of her soul.
Wasn't that what Serge had described Zurvan as? To be happy and free only to be tossed out into something much less desirable? To be alone?
Serge watched as Kidd beat on the railing, a small look of shock on his face. He hadn't meant to upset her, to hurt her. He swiftly searched through what he said to see what could have offended her and upon finding nothing the Chrono Trigger gave way to the only thing he wanted to do at this moment. He stepped close to the young thief and grabbed her in a comforting embrace at an attempt to comfort her.
Already riled by emotion Kidd resisted him, trying to pull away while beating forcefully on his chest. The last thing she wanted to do is push him away, but if she got to close to him and something happened she'd be alone again, horribly alone. The radical dreamer couldn't take that so she continued to fend off the village boy's comforting embrace.
"Kidd, calm down." His voice was low and soothing not helping Kidd's inner turmoil at all.
"No, Let go Serge! Lemme be!" Despite her calls he did no such thing only pulled her closer to him with strong caring arms.
Slowly she stopped her struggle and fell against his chest, reluctantly allowing his embrace and warmth to soothe her.
"Serge…please…I can't…" (Get close to you…) Her sentence trailed off to a thought in her mind. Quietly she looked up at him, his cerulean eyes and cobalt hair shimmering lightly in the dull light of the twin moons. Strangely in enchanted the thief into almost a dull trance as her eyes slowly closed.
Her mind screamed no. Her heart screamed yes, and there between the mystical twilight of the sea and sky, Kidd's lips slowly met Serge's in a gentle heart-felt kiss.
(Bugga…to late…)
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