"Sunset"
by Sara Jaye
Yay, Gaterron! :D This was inspired by a picture challenge, and it
was pretty damned easy. Just looking at the picture and listening to the
stuff on my playlist gave me all sorts of nice images... *_* So, I came up
with this. ^_^
[Sorcerer Hunters belongs to Satoru Akahori and Rei Omishi. I'm just
borrowing the characters for a while.]
~
Marron sighed, wrapping his arms tightly around himself. It was getting
dark, and he knew he'd eventually have to come back. He silently cursed
himself for not bringing a blanket with him. The shoreline wasn't such a
bad place to camp out.
Anywhere was better than going back to the inn and facing the others.
Especially him.
The one who'd crushed his dreams.
'Serves me right for being so foolish, though. What was I thinking? Telling
someone like Gateau Mocha you love them is pretty much asking to have your
heart broken,' he thought bitterly. 'I'm so stupid...all this time I
thought maybe his actions towards me might have meant something. I should
have known better.'
Marron shook his head. Why was he even so upset about it?
"It's better this way...at least now I know what kind of person he is," he
muttered. "And he could've done worse than saying he had to work out, then
running off. He could have been really upset, or laughed at me...especially
if I'd brought up my assumption of his feelings. That might have been a
disaster. After all, no one likes having assumptions made about them."
Marron slipped his shoes off and dangled his foot against the water's edge,
closing his eyes.
"Of course, all the logic and reasoning in the world doesn't make it hurt
less," he mumbled. "I don't know how niisan does this every day. Telling a
girl he wants them, getting rejected, then bouncing right back..."
Marron sighed. Maybe he should have gone to Carrot about this. He'd wanted
to, but fear of his brother's reaction held him back...he knew Carrot
wasn't a judgmental person, but he was pretty protective of his brother.
The idea of Marron being in love with anyone, much less another guy, might
shock him.
"Niisan would probably try to get Gateau in a headlock or something,"
Marron mused. A small smile crossed his face at the image of Carrot
pummeling the musclebound blond, yelling "I'll make you pay for hurting my
little brother, you jerk!".
"But on the other hand...I don't actually want to see Gateau HURT. Even if
he stomped on my heart..."
Marron drew his knees in and hugged them to his chest, looking towards the
horizon. The sun had begun to set, painting the sky with soft, rich shades
of gold, orange, pink and violet that reflected off the surface of the
water. It was so beautiful...
'Beautiful...just like he always said I was. Just another beautiful
plaything to him...'
Marron's shoulders shook slightly as he fought back the tears threatening
to spill over.
'No. I'm not going to think about him right now! In fact, I'm not going to
think about anyone, or anything...I just want to watch the sunset and
forget the rest of the world exists for a while...' He let his eyes close a
little. 'That sounds good...'
~
Meanwhile, a very frustrated Gateau stalked through the abandoned streets
of the small town. He felt like kicking himself more and more with every
passing second.
"God, what the hell's WRONG with me?! The most beautiful man in the world
says he loves me, and I make up some excuse and run off. This should've
been the biggest, most wonderful moment of my life! Why did I have to go
and screw up like that?!"
Gateau sighed, kicking at the ground.
'You know perfectly well why. The second he said those words, you realized
there was no way in hell you were ready for this,' a voice in his head
scolded. 'Think about it. All this time you've been chasing after him,
trying to snag him, and you don't know ANYTHING about him!'
Gateau sank down on a nearby bench, burying his head in his hands. That
little voice was right.
"I've been so stupid...going on about how I want him so badly, thinking
'Wow, I love him!' when I don't even know what his favorite color is," he
muttered. "Maybe this isn't love...how can you LOVE someone you don't even
know?"
'Hey, I never said it wasn't love!' the voice said. 'The heart never lies,
and yours clearly says you love this guy. But you can't rely on your heart
alone! You gotta use your brain! And think about this...you ran away, and
running away usually means you're afraid.'
"Afraid? Me?!"
'Why else would you run away from a beautiful man saying he loves you?'
Gateau sighed deeply. The voice was right. He was sure of his feelings for
Marron, but something was holding him back.
What was it?
Suddenly, it struck him like lightning.
"I guess...maybe I AM a little scared...no, REALLY scared," he mumbled.
He would have stayed there longer analyzing what he was afraid of, and why.
But the sun was setting, and he wanted to find Marron before it got dark.
"Besides, maybe if I at least tell him why I ran away, he'll at least
listen to me...after he's finished biting my head off, anyway."
He stood up and continued walking along the streets. As he neared the
shoreline, he spotted a familiar flash of black.
'Aha!'
~
"Marron!"
Marron's head snapped up at the sound of someone calling his name.
Recognizing the voice almost instantly, he growled in frustration.
'Damn it! Could fate BE any more of a bitch tonight?!' Marron thought,
curling up a little more tightly. 'Not only can I NOT stop thinking about
him for more than five seconds, he had the nerve to go LOOKING for me!'
"There you are."
Slowly, Marron turned around to see the tall, broad figure standing behind
him.
"Gateau."
"Jeez...don't go running off like that anymore, okay? Kinda scared me...I
was afraid a sorcerer got you or something," Gateau said.
"I'm fine. I just wish to sleep here for the night instead. It's...more
relaxing, to be away from niisan's snoring," Marron lied. Gateau raised an
eyebrow.
"Without any blankets?"
"I feel like being one with nature tonight."
"Sure. Sleeping on wet sand is really being one with nature." Gateau rolled
his eyes. "Now really. What are you doing all the way out here?" he asked.
Marron slowly stood up, fully turning around to face Gateau.
"You, of all people, should know," he snapped.
"Marron..."
"You expected me to sleep in the same inn as you after what you did to me?"
Marron narrowed his eyes. "After the way you toyed with my emotions for as
long as you did, only to go and stomp on my heart when I made an honest,
heartfelt confession?!" he yelled. "You have some nerve, Gateau Mocha!"
Gateau sighed. Of course. How could he have forgotten even for a minute why
Marron would be angry? 'I should've known this would happen. I DID know
this would happen, that's why I almost didn't look for him. After the way I
blew him off earlier, who could blame him for wanting to stay the hell away
from me?' He ran a hand through his hair. 'And how am I gonna explain to
him WHY I ran off? God, I hate having to admit weakness or fear...would he
even believe me if I told him the truth?'
"Well?" Marron crossed his arms over his chest, tapping one foot. "Come on,
Gateau, I don't have all night."
"Look, Marron...I'm sorry, okay? You're right, I did a rotten thing and I
don't deserve to be anywhere near you right now," Gateau sighed. "I'm a big
jerk and I should be punched in the face. So go ahead. Punch me."
"Gateau..."
"Go on. It'll probably make you feel better, won't it?"
"I'm tempted, Gateau. But even punching you wouldn't erase what happened,
and it won't make me feel any less stupid!"
"Stupid?"
"Gateau..." Marron clenched his fists. "Why?! I...I thought you DID have
feelings for me, why else would you be asking if I wanted to sleep
together, stripping naked and showing off your muscles for me, trying to
protect me in battles, staring at me, saying I'm beautiful...! Was I just
another plaything for your collection, Gateau?"
Gateau squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to keep his emotions in
check. He'd deserved that.
"Marron..."
"Well?"
Gateau slowly walked over to Marron and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Look at me."
This was the first time Marron had ever heard Gateau say those words so
seriously (Not to mention with his clothes on). He lifted his gaze, the
expression on his face still stern and a little angry. Gateau swallowed,
looking gently into Marron's eyes.
"You were never just a plaything to me, Marron. I care about you so much,
and I'd rather get crushed by an anvil than hurt you," he said.
"And yet, you DID."
"Let me finish." Gateau sighed. "When you told me your feelings, I...I
didn't know WHAT to think. I mean, you're always so indifferent, you always
ignore me whenever I flirt with you, or turn away whenever I try to show
off...then you turn around and tell me you love me and that confuses the
hell out of me!"
"So it's my fault?" Marron narrowed his eyes.
"No! That's now how I meant it," Gateau said. "I mean, I didn't think you
could ever return my feelings...I always dreamed of you saying something
like that to me, and when it happened, I...I couldn't believe that it WAS."
"...Your feelings, Gateau?"
Gateau nodded, resting one hand against Marron's cheek.
"Marron...I love you. I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you," he
whispered.
Marron's eyes widened.
"...Y...you..."
He drew back from Gateau, eyes blazing. Gateau sighed.
"See, THIS is why I never said anything, I knew you'd react this way!"
"It's not that!" Marron gasped. "Gateau...if you really love me that
much...then...then why the hell didn't you just SAY it before?!"
"Because I was scared!" Gateau yelled. "There, I said it. I...I'm scared,
Marron."
"Scared...?"
"I've never felt like this before...never loved anyone as much as you,"
Gateau said quietly. "I care about Carrot and Chocolat and Tira and Big
Mama and everyone, but you...when you smile, it makes me happy like nothing
else knowing you're happy. When you're sad, it just tears at me, makes me
wanna hold you in my arms and try to take away all your pain...when you're
hurt, I wanna go out there and beat the crap outta whoever hurt ya..." he
said. "I'd give you the world if I could...I'd give my life for you if I
had to...and that's the truth." He sighed. "Of course, I hardly KNOW
anything about you...that's no way to start off a relationship, is it?"
Marron was at a loss for words. In his more cynical moments, he'd assume
Gateau was feeding him lines out of a romance novel. But seeing the way the
larger man was blushing, rubbing the back of his head, looking right at
Marron as he spoke...there was no way he could be lying.
"Gateau," Marron finally managed to get out. "I-I had no idea..." He closed
his eyes, fighting back tears.
"What I just said...I can't normally BE so...SAPPY like that. It's like...I
don't wanna hide things from anyone, I prefer to be a man without any masks
or covers or anything like that. But when it comes to matters of the
heart...I just get so NERVOUS," Gateau said. "Hearts are fragile, and I
didn't want to break yours...but that's kinda what I ended up doing, isn't
it?" He sighed.
"It would have hurt me less if you told me you didn't know what to say. At
least that would have been honest," Marron said, turning around and staring
at the sunset. The earlier shades of gold and orange replaced with deep
crimson and violet.
"I know that now," Gateau said, walking up behind Marron and gently
embracing him. Marron's instinct was to struggle away, but Gateau's arms
were warm, and he quickly relaxed.
"Please...in the future, try to be honest with me. No more running away or
trying to put on a macho act, or anything like that," he said.
"I will," Gateau said. "You have my word of honor and loyalty not only as
a man, but as the man who loves you." He sighed. "I want to get to know
you better, Marron. Not just the pretty guy I've been chasing, not the
powerful magic user with the ofuda in his hand...I wanna know the REAL
Marron Glacé."
Marron smiled a little.
"And I want to get to know you better, Gateau...even if you're a man
without masks, there's still quite a bit I've yet to learn about you," he
said.
"Agreed." Gateau smiled.
"So my assumptions were right..." he sighed.
"Yeah." Gateau smiled. "I love you, Marron...I really do."
Marron turned around to face him, his eyes shining as his emotions caught
up to him.
"Gateau..." Tears spilled down his cheeks, but he was smiling. Gateau
wrapped his arms tightly around the smaller man, hugging him tightly.
"It's all right...everything's going to be all right. Don't cry," he
whispered.
"I know..." Marron returned the embrace, resting his head against Gateau's
chest. "I love you," he whispered, tightening his grip slightly, almost as
if he were afraid Gateau would bolt again. Gateau planted his feet firmly
in the sand.
"I'm not going anywhere this time, Marron," he said. "Not now, not ever...
you're stuck with me." He grinned. Marron looked up a little and smiled.
"Good." He reached up to ruffle Gateau's hair a little.
"I love you..." Gateau whispered again before leaning in to kiss Marron
gently. Marron eagerly returned the kiss, his eyes closing as he nestled
further into the blond's embrace.
When they broke apart to breathe a moment later, Gateau stared at the sky.
The sun was almost gone now, but a few traces of color still mingled with
the dark blue sky.
"Isn't that beautiful?" he murmured.
"It is," Marron sighed. "But the way it looks as the sun is just beginning
to set is even more breathtaking."
"Really?" Gateau smiled. "I never noticed it before."
"Then tomorrow night...I want us to watch the sunset together," Marron
whispered.
"I'd love that," Gateau said. "I love you..."
"I love you too," Marron murmured, snuggling further into Gateau's embrace.
They stayed there until long after the sun had set completely, and were
almost sad to go back to the inn.
But they had tomorrow's sunset to look forward to. And the next night's.
And hopefully every night after that.
~End~
Aah, I rather like how this one turned out. ^_^ And yeah, it's yet
another "angst turns to sap" piece...granted, the two kinda merge for a bit
at one point, but...ah, well, what can I say? The WAFF muse was working
overtime on this one. ^_^; The image of Marron and Gateau standing there in
each other's arms on the beach looking out at the sunset is just so...
squee-inducing. XD XD
by Sara Jaye
Yay, Gaterron! :D This was inspired by a picture challenge, and it
was pretty damned easy. Just looking at the picture and listening to the
stuff on my playlist gave me all sorts of nice images... *_* So, I came up
with this. ^_^
[Sorcerer Hunters belongs to Satoru Akahori and Rei Omishi. I'm just
borrowing the characters for a while.]
~
Marron sighed, wrapping his arms tightly around himself. It was getting
dark, and he knew he'd eventually have to come back. He silently cursed
himself for not bringing a blanket with him. The shoreline wasn't such a
bad place to camp out.
Anywhere was better than going back to the inn and facing the others.
Especially him.
The one who'd crushed his dreams.
'Serves me right for being so foolish, though. What was I thinking? Telling
someone like Gateau Mocha you love them is pretty much asking to have your
heart broken,' he thought bitterly. 'I'm so stupid...all this time I
thought maybe his actions towards me might have meant something. I should
have known better.'
Marron shook his head. Why was he even so upset about it?
"It's better this way...at least now I know what kind of person he is," he
muttered. "And he could've done worse than saying he had to work out, then
running off. He could have been really upset, or laughed at me...especially
if I'd brought up my assumption of his feelings. That might have been a
disaster. After all, no one likes having assumptions made about them."
Marron slipped his shoes off and dangled his foot against the water's edge,
closing his eyes.
"Of course, all the logic and reasoning in the world doesn't make it hurt
less," he mumbled. "I don't know how niisan does this every day. Telling a
girl he wants them, getting rejected, then bouncing right back..."
Marron sighed. Maybe he should have gone to Carrot about this. He'd wanted
to, but fear of his brother's reaction held him back...he knew Carrot
wasn't a judgmental person, but he was pretty protective of his brother.
The idea of Marron being in love with anyone, much less another guy, might
shock him.
"Niisan would probably try to get Gateau in a headlock or something,"
Marron mused. A small smile crossed his face at the image of Carrot
pummeling the musclebound blond, yelling "I'll make you pay for hurting my
little brother, you jerk!".
"But on the other hand...I don't actually want to see Gateau HURT. Even if
he stomped on my heart..."
Marron drew his knees in and hugged them to his chest, looking towards the
horizon. The sun had begun to set, painting the sky with soft, rich shades
of gold, orange, pink and violet that reflected off the surface of the
water. It was so beautiful...
'Beautiful...just like he always said I was. Just another beautiful
plaything to him...'
Marron's shoulders shook slightly as he fought back the tears threatening
to spill over.
'No. I'm not going to think about him right now! In fact, I'm not going to
think about anyone, or anything...I just want to watch the sunset and
forget the rest of the world exists for a while...' He let his eyes close a
little. 'That sounds good...'
~
Meanwhile, a very frustrated Gateau stalked through the abandoned streets
of the small town. He felt like kicking himself more and more with every
passing second.
"God, what the hell's WRONG with me?! The most beautiful man in the world
says he loves me, and I make up some excuse and run off. This should've
been the biggest, most wonderful moment of my life! Why did I have to go
and screw up like that?!"
Gateau sighed, kicking at the ground.
'You know perfectly well why. The second he said those words, you realized
there was no way in hell you were ready for this,' a voice in his head
scolded. 'Think about it. All this time you've been chasing after him,
trying to snag him, and you don't know ANYTHING about him!'
Gateau sank down on a nearby bench, burying his head in his hands. That
little voice was right.
"I've been so stupid...going on about how I want him so badly, thinking
'Wow, I love him!' when I don't even know what his favorite color is," he
muttered. "Maybe this isn't love...how can you LOVE someone you don't even
know?"
'Hey, I never said it wasn't love!' the voice said. 'The heart never lies,
and yours clearly says you love this guy. But you can't rely on your heart
alone! You gotta use your brain! And think about this...you ran away, and
running away usually means you're afraid.'
"Afraid? Me?!"
'Why else would you run away from a beautiful man saying he loves you?'
Gateau sighed deeply. The voice was right. He was sure of his feelings for
Marron, but something was holding him back.
What was it?
Suddenly, it struck him like lightning.
"I guess...maybe I AM a little scared...no, REALLY scared," he mumbled.
He would have stayed there longer analyzing what he was afraid of, and why.
But the sun was setting, and he wanted to find Marron before it got dark.
"Besides, maybe if I at least tell him why I ran away, he'll at least
listen to me...after he's finished biting my head off, anyway."
He stood up and continued walking along the streets. As he neared the
shoreline, he spotted a familiar flash of black.
'Aha!'
~
"Marron!"
Marron's head snapped up at the sound of someone calling his name.
Recognizing the voice almost instantly, he growled in frustration.
'Damn it! Could fate BE any more of a bitch tonight?!' Marron thought,
curling up a little more tightly. 'Not only can I NOT stop thinking about
him for more than five seconds, he had the nerve to go LOOKING for me!'
"There you are."
Slowly, Marron turned around to see the tall, broad figure standing behind
him.
"Gateau."
"Jeez...don't go running off like that anymore, okay? Kinda scared me...I
was afraid a sorcerer got you or something," Gateau said.
"I'm fine. I just wish to sleep here for the night instead. It's...more
relaxing, to be away from niisan's snoring," Marron lied. Gateau raised an
eyebrow.
"Without any blankets?"
"I feel like being one with nature tonight."
"Sure. Sleeping on wet sand is really being one with nature." Gateau rolled
his eyes. "Now really. What are you doing all the way out here?" he asked.
Marron slowly stood up, fully turning around to face Gateau.
"You, of all people, should know," he snapped.
"Marron..."
"You expected me to sleep in the same inn as you after what you did to me?"
Marron narrowed his eyes. "After the way you toyed with my emotions for as
long as you did, only to go and stomp on my heart when I made an honest,
heartfelt confession?!" he yelled. "You have some nerve, Gateau Mocha!"
Gateau sighed. Of course. How could he have forgotten even for a minute why
Marron would be angry? 'I should've known this would happen. I DID know
this would happen, that's why I almost didn't look for him. After the way I
blew him off earlier, who could blame him for wanting to stay the hell away
from me?' He ran a hand through his hair. 'And how am I gonna explain to
him WHY I ran off? God, I hate having to admit weakness or fear...would he
even believe me if I told him the truth?'
"Well?" Marron crossed his arms over his chest, tapping one foot. "Come on,
Gateau, I don't have all night."
"Look, Marron...I'm sorry, okay? You're right, I did a rotten thing and I
don't deserve to be anywhere near you right now," Gateau sighed. "I'm a big
jerk and I should be punched in the face. So go ahead. Punch me."
"Gateau..."
"Go on. It'll probably make you feel better, won't it?"
"I'm tempted, Gateau. But even punching you wouldn't erase what happened,
and it won't make me feel any less stupid!"
"Stupid?"
"Gateau..." Marron clenched his fists. "Why?! I...I thought you DID have
feelings for me, why else would you be asking if I wanted to sleep
together, stripping naked and showing off your muscles for me, trying to
protect me in battles, staring at me, saying I'm beautiful...! Was I just
another plaything for your collection, Gateau?"
Gateau squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to keep his emotions in
check. He'd deserved that.
"Marron..."
"Well?"
Gateau slowly walked over to Marron and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Look at me."
This was the first time Marron had ever heard Gateau say those words so
seriously (Not to mention with his clothes on). He lifted his gaze, the
expression on his face still stern and a little angry. Gateau swallowed,
looking gently into Marron's eyes.
"You were never just a plaything to me, Marron. I care about you so much,
and I'd rather get crushed by an anvil than hurt you," he said.
"And yet, you DID."
"Let me finish." Gateau sighed. "When you told me your feelings, I...I
didn't know WHAT to think. I mean, you're always so indifferent, you always
ignore me whenever I flirt with you, or turn away whenever I try to show
off...then you turn around and tell me you love me and that confuses the
hell out of me!"
"So it's my fault?" Marron narrowed his eyes.
"No! That's now how I meant it," Gateau said. "I mean, I didn't think you
could ever return my feelings...I always dreamed of you saying something
like that to me, and when it happened, I...I couldn't believe that it WAS."
"...Your feelings, Gateau?"
Gateau nodded, resting one hand against Marron's cheek.
"Marron...I love you. I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you," he
whispered.
Marron's eyes widened.
"...Y...you..."
He drew back from Gateau, eyes blazing. Gateau sighed.
"See, THIS is why I never said anything, I knew you'd react this way!"
"It's not that!" Marron gasped. "Gateau...if you really love me that
much...then...then why the hell didn't you just SAY it before?!"
"Because I was scared!" Gateau yelled. "There, I said it. I...I'm scared,
Marron."
"Scared...?"
"I've never felt like this before...never loved anyone as much as you,"
Gateau said quietly. "I care about Carrot and Chocolat and Tira and Big
Mama and everyone, but you...when you smile, it makes me happy like nothing
else knowing you're happy. When you're sad, it just tears at me, makes me
wanna hold you in my arms and try to take away all your pain...when you're
hurt, I wanna go out there and beat the crap outta whoever hurt ya..." he
said. "I'd give you the world if I could...I'd give my life for you if I
had to...and that's the truth." He sighed. "Of course, I hardly KNOW
anything about you...that's no way to start off a relationship, is it?"
Marron was at a loss for words. In his more cynical moments, he'd assume
Gateau was feeding him lines out of a romance novel. But seeing the way the
larger man was blushing, rubbing the back of his head, looking right at
Marron as he spoke...there was no way he could be lying.
"Gateau," Marron finally managed to get out. "I-I had no idea..." He closed
his eyes, fighting back tears.
"What I just said...I can't normally BE so...SAPPY like that. It's like...I
don't wanna hide things from anyone, I prefer to be a man without any masks
or covers or anything like that. But when it comes to matters of the
heart...I just get so NERVOUS," Gateau said. "Hearts are fragile, and I
didn't want to break yours...but that's kinda what I ended up doing, isn't
it?" He sighed.
"It would have hurt me less if you told me you didn't know what to say. At
least that would have been honest," Marron said, turning around and staring
at the sunset. The earlier shades of gold and orange replaced with deep
crimson and violet.
"I know that now," Gateau said, walking up behind Marron and gently
embracing him. Marron's instinct was to struggle away, but Gateau's arms
were warm, and he quickly relaxed.
"Please...in the future, try to be honest with me. No more running away or
trying to put on a macho act, or anything like that," he said.
"I will," Gateau said. "You have my word of honor and loyalty not only as
a man, but as the man who loves you." He sighed. "I want to get to know
you better, Marron. Not just the pretty guy I've been chasing, not the
powerful magic user with the ofuda in his hand...I wanna know the REAL
Marron Glacé."
Marron smiled a little.
"And I want to get to know you better, Gateau...even if you're a man
without masks, there's still quite a bit I've yet to learn about you," he
said.
"Agreed." Gateau smiled.
"So my assumptions were right..." he sighed.
"Yeah." Gateau smiled. "I love you, Marron...I really do."
Marron turned around to face him, his eyes shining as his emotions caught
up to him.
"Gateau..." Tears spilled down his cheeks, but he was smiling. Gateau
wrapped his arms tightly around the smaller man, hugging him tightly.
"It's all right...everything's going to be all right. Don't cry," he
whispered.
"I know..." Marron returned the embrace, resting his head against Gateau's
chest. "I love you," he whispered, tightening his grip slightly, almost as
if he were afraid Gateau would bolt again. Gateau planted his feet firmly
in the sand.
"I'm not going anywhere this time, Marron," he said. "Not now, not ever...
you're stuck with me." He grinned. Marron looked up a little and smiled.
"Good." He reached up to ruffle Gateau's hair a little.
"I love you..." Gateau whispered again before leaning in to kiss Marron
gently. Marron eagerly returned the kiss, his eyes closing as he nestled
further into the blond's embrace.
When they broke apart to breathe a moment later, Gateau stared at the sky.
The sun was almost gone now, but a few traces of color still mingled with
the dark blue sky.
"Isn't that beautiful?" he murmured.
"It is," Marron sighed. "But the way it looks as the sun is just beginning
to set is even more breathtaking."
"Really?" Gateau smiled. "I never noticed it before."
"Then tomorrow night...I want us to watch the sunset together," Marron
whispered.
"I'd love that," Gateau said. "I love you..."
"I love you too," Marron murmured, snuggling further into Gateau's embrace.
They stayed there until long after the sun had set completely, and were
almost sad to go back to the inn.
But they had tomorrow's sunset to look forward to. And the next night's.
And hopefully every night after that.
~End~
Aah, I rather like how this one turned out. ^_^ And yeah, it's yet
another "angst turns to sap" piece...granted, the two kinda merge for a bit
at one point, but...ah, well, what can I say? The WAFF muse was working
overtime on this one. ^_^; The image of Marron and Gateau standing there in
each other's arms on the beach looking out at the sunset is just so...
squee-inducing. XD XD