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This is an Ivan/Sheba story for MK. Ah, young love...
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Young Love
The cobblestone streets of Tolbi were packed with people as the celebrations for Collosso commenced. Within the crowd, a young blonde boy stood, trying not to be trampled by the populace. His violet eyes gazed around the taller people, looking for the stars.
Finally giving up on conventional methods, he concentrated, forming a light wind around himself. His lilac tunic ruffled slightly, before completely swaying in the gale. The people around the boy were pushed away, clearing a path to the great palace.
The four guards on front did not even give the boy a second glance as he strode through the large cedar doors. The boy picked his way through the torch-lit hallways, seemingly knowing where he was going. Suddenly, he hit a solid object, and fell to the floor with a loud thud. The blonde boy gathered himself up and turned to see his obstruction.
To the boy's surprise, a young girl, seemingly his age, knelled in shock on the granite floor. Her hair matched his, but the girl's eyes were hauntingly jade. The boy spoke up first out of concern.
"Are you alright?" he knelled in front of the girl. This seemed to snap her out of her trance, and nodded dully.
"I'm Ivan," the boy started before apologizing, "I am sorry I ran into you. I should be more careful." He could feel the blush rise in his tan cheeks.
"No, it is I who should be apologizing, it was equally my fault," the girl genuinely smiled, and added, "Oh, and my name is Sheba, pleased to meet you."
Ivan had only a few seconds to ponder why this girl was running through the palace hallways in the dead of night, but a shout from down the corridor stopped his thoughts.
"Sheba has escaped, seal off the palace doors!" guard's footsteps could be heard coming towards them.
"Please help hide me," Sheba begged Ivan, tears forming in her eyes.
"This way," for once in his life, Ivan forged logic over his emotions and quickly led Sheba to his room at the palace.
The two clambered in just as the guards made it down the corridor. Outside the two could hear the guards arguing on whether to check Ivan's room. The pair's bickering was halted though by the deep voice of a superior officer, who told them to search the other levels.
"They will be scouring the palace for the rest of the night, so you had better stay in here," Ivan turned to Sheba, after he locked the door.
"I cannot thank you enough for your kindness," Sheba smiled in gratitude, before setting on the plain bed centered in the room.
"Why don't you get some rest?" Ivan suggested, while pointing to the bed.
"But where would you sleep?" Sheba asked curiously. Ivan simply pointed to the floor.
"Since I have this compelling feeling to trust you, why don't you sleep on the bed to?" Sheba and Ivan blushed, but in the end, he agreed.
Ivan laid facing away from Sheba, staring at the blank white wall beside him. He could not seem to get this girl off his mind, even though they had just met. He didn't understand why this girl had such an effect on him.
'It might be love,' he supposed. He could always ask Isaac, but the Venus adept was probably in the company of their healer this evening.
One of Sheba's arms curled itself over Ivan's side suddenly, knocking Ivan out of his train of thought. He could feel the pressure on his back increase as Sheba wrapped her entire body around him.
'She is so soft,' Ivan could feel his skin tingle where Sheba touched him and Ivan slowly fell asleep to the soft rhythm of her heart.
Sol's rays poured into the cold room as dawn returned to Weyward. Ivan stirred in his beds rumpled sheets, feeling the absence of warmth. He set up suddenly and gasped, for his room held no other person.
"Was it all just a dream?" he questioned himself aloud. A single slip of paper on the pillow beside him answered his question. Picking it up, he read it quietly.
Dear Ivan,
I wish to thank you for the great night of sleep and not turning me in. I am heading out on a journey that might intertwine with yours one day, so please wait for me. I hope we meet again soon.
Love,
Sheba
Ivan smile as he read the last of the letter, and folded it neatly. He could hear his friends waking from their rooms, and slowly strolled out the door. Ivan had a feeling that Venus Lighthouse would prove to be very interesting...
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I am sorry if this did not work out right, but I am writing it really late at night and I seriously need some sleep. Please tell me if anything does not connect in a review.
This is an Ivan/Sheba story for MK. Ah, young love...
@_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@
Young Love
The cobblestone streets of Tolbi were packed with people as the celebrations for Collosso commenced. Within the crowd, a young blonde boy stood, trying not to be trampled by the populace. His violet eyes gazed around the taller people, looking for the stars.
Finally giving up on conventional methods, he concentrated, forming a light wind around himself. His lilac tunic ruffled slightly, before completely swaying in the gale. The people around the boy were pushed away, clearing a path to the great palace.
The four guards on front did not even give the boy a second glance as he strode through the large cedar doors. The boy picked his way through the torch-lit hallways, seemingly knowing where he was going. Suddenly, he hit a solid object, and fell to the floor with a loud thud. The blonde boy gathered himself up and turned to see his obstruction.
To the boy's surprise, a young girl, seemingly his age, knelled in shock on the granite floor. Her hair matched his, but the girl's eyes were hauntingly jade. The boy spoke up first out of concern.
"Are you alright?" he knelled in front of the girl. This seemed to snap her out of her trance, and nodded dully.
"I'm Ivan," the boy started before apologizing, "I am sorry I ran into you. I should be more careful." He could feel the blush rise in his tan cheeks.
"No, it is I who should be apologizing, it was equally my fault," the girl genuinely smiled, and added, "Oh, and my name is Sheba, pleased to meet you."
Ivan had only a few seconds to ponder why this girl was running through the palace hallways in the dead of night, but a shout from down the corridor stopped his thoughts.
"Sheba has escaped, seal off the palace doors!" guard's footsteps could be heard coming towards them.
"Please help hide me," Sheba begged Ivan, tears forming in her eyes.
"This way," for once in his life, Ivan forged logic over his emotions and quickly led Sheba to his room at the palace.
The two clambered in just as the guards made it down the corridor. Outside the two could hear the guards arguing on whether to check Ivan's room. The pair's bickering was halted though by the deep voice of a superior officer, who told them to search the other levels.
"They will be scouring the palace for the rest of the night, so you had better stay in here," Ivan turned to Sheba, after he locked the door.
"I cannot thank you enough for your kindness," Sheba smiled in gratitude, before setting on the plain bed centered in the room.
"Why don't you get some rest?" Ivan suggested, while pointing to the bed.
"But where would you sleep?" Sheba asked curiously. Ivan simply pointed to the floor.
"Since I have this compelling feeling to trust you, why don't you sleep on the bed to?" Sheba and Ivan blushed, but in the end, he agreed.
Ivan laid facing away from Sheba, staring at the blank white wall beside him. He could not seem to get this girl off his mind, even though they had just met. He didn't understand why this girl had such an effect on him.
'It might be love,' he supposed. He could always ask Isaac, but the Venus adept was probably in the company of their healer this evening.
One of Sheba's arms curled itself over Ivan's side suddenly, knocking Ivan out of his train of thought. He could feel the pressure on his back increase as Sheba wrapped her entire body around him.
'She is so soft,' Ivan could feel his skin tingle where Sheba touched him and Ivan slowly fell asleep to the soft rhythm of her heart.
Sol's rays poured into the cold room as dawn returned to Weyward. Ivan stirred in his beds rumpled sheets, feeling the absence of warmth. He set up suddenly and gasped, for his room held no other person.
"Was it all just a dream?" he questioned himself aloud. A single slip of paper on the pillow beside him answered his question. Picking it up, he read it quietly.
Dear Ivan,
I wish to thank you for the great night of sleep and not turning me in. I am heading out on a journey that might intertwine with yours one day, so please wait for me. I hope we meet again soon.
Love,
Sheba
Ivan smile as he read the last of the letter, and folded it neatly. He could hear his friends waking from their rooms, and slowly strolled out the door. Ivan had a feeling that Venus Lighthouse would prove to be very interesting...
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I am sorry if this did not work out right, but I am writing it really late at night and I seriously need some sleep. Please tell me if anything does not connect in a review.