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Chapter 6: Somatic Dream By: Ansa
Inside the club the lights seemed to be dimmed darker than the night sky outside, only lit by the strobe lights that lasted but a fleeting moment. The music pulsed with intensity, each beat more explosive than the next, but the room seemed almost deafly calm to Beast Boy. Next to him, the vision in red had seemed to captivate his body and soul, leaving him an empty shell. To him, no one else existed, nothing else really mattered, for at that time he was with the one person her cared about more than he ever thought possible. The sequins in her dress sparkled when the lights hit them, briefly casting tiny dots of light everywhere around her.
Beast Boy had not been the only one to notice her, for several young men around them also had seemed to have lost their souls to the girl with the dress red, like hellfire. At first, she seemed a bit hesitant, not used to this sort of environment, not to mention the attention she was getting. Her eyes gazed down at the floor, her hands gripping her tiny purse tight enough to rip it to shreds. But then as she felt Beast Boy's soft grip upon her hand, she lifted her head and smiled.
"You want to find a table first?" Beast Boy could see her uncomforting feeling fade with her smile and nod. The table in which they finally sat was in the corner of the club, yet also giving a great view of the dance floor and everyone upon it. The two sat opposite each other, each feeling a bit awkward and confused as to what they were supposed to do next.
Then the music changed, it became softer, slower, and with more feeling than before. The soft ambient noise as well as well placed drum rhythms and synth guitars seemed to give the room a cool bluish feeling of calm. Both of them felt it right away, each of their concerns melted away. They became more adjusted, and soon remembered once again why they were here. They looked up at each other at just the right time for their eyes to meet. Eyes, they say, are the window into the soul. What they saw in each others eyes was something beautiful, something pure, something they never wanted to let go of.
Slowly, their chairs began to scrape against the floor, moving slowly around the elliptical table. The strobe lights made it look like one of those cartoons where someone was following you. One second they are far from you, then, a second later when you look back, they have gotten slightly closer. Inch-by-inch the chairs moved, almost in sync with each other. Then, underneath the table, their hands met, and the scraping stopped. Their grip was soft, yet, gently squeezing as well, letting the other know that they were their. There is something about holding hands that seems more soothing than anything else, something that puts the entire world into perspective. They were linked together by this grasp; their souls were one with each other. Together they would remain, neither wishing to let go, nor would they allow the other to try and break this lovely moment.
Above the table, their eyes were still locked, but now looking softer somehow. They had closed slightly, turning up a bit as a warm smile grew beneath them. The music was so soothing; the two had practically melted into each other sitting there.
"You wanna try dancing?" Raven began to blush, the question had caught her off guard, but mostly, she did not know how to dance, especially slow dance. She had shut herself out for so long, she had no idea what to do in these situations, but nevertheless, she was determined to figure it out.
"Hmm? Oh, y-yeah." Without letting go of her precious hand, Beast Boy brought her up with him and led her out to the dance floor. Weaving through the people, the music seemed more present to her, she opened her ears, allowing her to take the full experience in. Each and every sound coming out of the singer's voice seemed as smooth and soft as the wind. When she was stopped in the middle of the dance floor, she felt a sharp pain of sorrow as Beast Boy briefly let her hand fall as he prepared himself for the dance.
"Um.uh." Beast Boys face turned a bright red, his hands not sure where they wanted to be placed. Raven raised a hand to catch the soft laugh rising up her throat before she gave him a soft smile and guided his hands upon her waist, placing her own around his neck. She could tell he was nervous, rather, she could feel it, his hands trembling in place as they swayed to the soft sounds that flowed out of the large speakers. She thought it was cute, but then she didn't want to laugh at him again, fearing that would only make things worse. Instead she gave him a gift of a small peck upon the cheek.
"It's ok." The trembling began to loosen in intensity, and then stopped altogether. It was just them now, no one else mattered. Not the rest of the team, not the DJ spinning such soothing music, not even the dozens upon dozens of people dancing around them, tonight, it was just them, and Raven never wanted it to end. For a brief moment the swaying stopped as the songs switched over. At first their grips on each other loosened, assuming another rave mix was on the way, only to have the echo of the guitar return as the almost angelic music returned to them.
"To tell you the truth, I never thought we would be doing this kind of thing."
"Me neither, but I'm glad that we were both wrong." Raven smiled, a warmer smile than usual, the kind of smile that would bring a man to his knees, a smile that she would only bear for the one whom she shared this dance.
"So, what does this mean exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean, are we.uh.you know.going out?" Again, that bewitching smile gazed up at him.
"Can't you tell by now?" Raven slowly let her head rest upon his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him as she did so, taking him a bit off guard. "Hold me." Her eyes now closed, she could feel Beast Boy obey, and his arms held her close, and warmed her body and soul. At that moment, she was the happiest she had ever been in her life, knowing that there was now someone there who would always be there to hold her close. And in that gentle embrace, she shed her sweetest tears, tears of joy.
"You ok?" Beast Boy could feel that familiar soggy feeling through his shirt and looked down upon her, refusing to let her go for any reason.
"I am now."
Note from the Author~ *Is ashamed of himself that he almost cried in writing this* Okay folks, I know its short but its perfect as well so BACK OFF!!! Anyways, this chapter was written entirely to the music of Soma*. I suggest checking them out at www.mp3.com and try reading this whilst listening to their songs "Blind" "Wildlife" and "Letting the Ghost Out."
Chapter 6: Somatic Dream By: Ansa
Inside the club the lights seemed to be dimmed darker than the night sky outside, only lit by the strobe lights that lasted but a fleeting moment. The music pulsed with intensity, each beat more explosive than the next, but the room seemed almost deafly calm to Beast Boy. Next to him, the vision in red had seemed to captivate his body and soul, leaving him an empty shell. To him, no one else existed, nothing else really mattered, for at that time he was with the one person her cared about more than he ever thought possible. The sequins in her dress sparkled when the lights hit them, briefly casting tiny dots of light everywhere around her.
Beast Boy had not been the only one to notice her, for several young men around them also had seemed to have lost their souls to the girl with the dress red, like hellfire. At first, she seemed a bit hesitant, not used to this sort of environment, not to mention the attention she was getting. Her eyes gazed down at the floor, her hands gripping her tiny purse tight enough to rip it to shreds. But then as she felt Beast Boy's soft grip upon her hand, she lifted her head and smiled.
"You want to find a table first?" Beast Boy could see her uncomforting feeling fade with her smile and nod. The table in which they finally sat was in the corner of the club, yet also giving a great view of the dance floor and everyone upon it. The two sat opposite each other, each feeling a bit awkward and confused as to what they were supposed to do next.
Then the music changed, it became softer, slower, and with more feeling than before. The soft ambient noise as well as well placed drum rhythms and synth guitars seemed to give the room a cool bluish feeling of calm. Both of them felt it right away, each of their concerns melted away. They became more adjusted, and soon remembered once again why they were here. They looked up at each other at just the right time for their eyes to meet. Eyes, they say, are the window into the soul. What they saw in each others eyes was something beautiful, something pure, something they never wanted to let go of.
Slowly, their chairs began to scrape against the floor, moving slowly around the elliptical table. The strobe lights made it look like one of those cartoons where someone was following you. One second they are far from you, then, a second later when you look back, they have gotten slightly closer. Inch-by-inch the chairs moved, almost in sync with each other. Then, underneath the table, their hands met, and the scraping stopped. Their grip was soft, yet, gently squeezing as well, letting the other know that they were their. There is something about holding hands that seems more soothing than anything else, something that puts the entire world into perspective. They were linked together by this grasp; their souls were one with each other. Together they would remain, neither wishing to let go, nor would they allow the other to try and break this lovely moment.
Above the table, their eyes were still locked, but now looking softer somehow. They had closed slightly, turning up a bit as a warm smile grew beneath them. The music was so soothing; the two had practically melted into each other sitting there.
"You wanna try dancing?" Raven began to blush, the question had caught her off guard, but mostly, she did not know how to dance, especially slow dance. She had shut herself out for so long, she had no idea what to do in these situations, but nevertheless, she was determined to figure it out.
"Hmm? Oh, y-yeah." Without letting go of her precious hand, Beast Boy brought her up with him and led her out to the dance floor. Weaving through the people, the music seemed more present to her, she opened her ears, allowing her to take the full experience in. Each and every sound coming out of the singer's voice seemed as smooth and soft as the wind. When she was stopped in the middle of the dance floor, she felt a sharp pain of sorrow as Beast Boy briefly let her hand fall as he prepared himself for the dance.
"Um.uh." Beast Boys face turned a bright red, his hands not sure where they wanted to be placed. Raven raised a hand to catch the soft laugh rising up her throat before she gave him a soft smile and guided his hands upon her waist, placing her own around his neck. She could tell he was nervous, rather, she could feel it, his hands trembling in place as they swayed to the soft sounds that flowed out of the large speakers. She thought it was cute, but then she didn't want to laugh at him again, fearing that would only make things worse. Instead she gave him a gift of a small peck upon the cheek.
"It's ok." The trembling began to loosen in intensity, and then stopped altogether. It was just them now, no one else mattered. Not the rest of the team, not the DJ spinning such soothing music, not even the dozens upon dozens of people dancing around them, tonight, it was just them, and Raven never wanted it to end. For a brief moment the swaying stopped as the songs switched over. At first their grips on each other loosened, assuming another rave mix was on the way, only to have the echo of the guitar return as the almost angelic music returned to them.
"To tell you the truth, I never thought we would be doing this kind of thing."
"Me neither, but I'm glad that we were both wrong." Raven smiled, a warmer smile than usual, the kind of smile that would bring a man to his knees, a smile that she would only bear for the one whom she shared this dance.
"So, what does this mean exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean, are we.uh.you know.going out?" Again, that bewitching smile gazed up at him.
"Can't you tell by now?" Raven slowly let her head rest upon his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him as she did so, taking him a bit off guard. "Hold me." Her eyes now closed, she could feel Beast Boy obey, and his arms held her close, and warmed her body and soul. At that moment, she was the happiest she had ever been in her life, knowing that there was now someone there who would always be there to hold her close. And in that gentle embrace, she shed her sweetest tears, tears of joy.
"You ok?" Beast Boy could feel that familiar soggy feeling through his shirt and looked down upon her, refusing to let her go for any reason.
"I am now."
Note from the Author~ *Is ashamed of himself that he almost cried in writing this* Okay folks, I know its short but its perfect as well so BACK OFF!!! Anyways, this chapter was written entirely to the music of Soma*. I suggest checking them out at www.mp3.com and try reading this whilst listening to their songs "Blind" "Wildlife" and "Letting the Ghost Out."