Aisubeki Dearest
A/N: I wanted to take a break from the comedy I just finished, and do an OC fic concerning Marco…Yes, I do bash Marco quite a lot, and I pair him with Lyserg, whom I also like with Jeanne, and Ren…ah, so confusing. This is rather serious, and it's romantic as well! Yay! This story is dedicated to KagenoKatana, sakuuya, and Satine89! You are the best! I hope one of you reads this! Well, enjoy the story, and it may be a tearjerker in the end…gloom
PS: "Aisubeki" means "dearest" in Japanese, this word has a lot of meaning to the main character, Elle, and it shall be explained later on…moreover, if you are wondering why Kye is speaking a bit of Japanese to Elle, it is because he is teaching his little "French Tenshi." - Subarashiki, ne? (Kye will be introduced later on -) - Stay tuned, meh friends! Or..flamers! DIE FLAMERS! Sankyuu for reading and keeping with this outnumbered, disliked, lonely little fic of mine…
A/N: In this fic, I am pretending that Jeanne is somewhere around 20 years old, and Marco stays however old he is, ok? And if you were wondering, Elle is 23 and Kye is somewhere around 25 - Funny how age works, ne?
Disclaimer: I do not own SK, if I did, it would be ruined, because I am not gifted like Takei-sama.
Chapter Eighteen: The Melody Eluded
Fire blazed around them, an unearthly fire that flew to the rafters of an old, decaying building. They cringed in silence, but were comforted immediately.
"This familiar pain…" Elle whispered to herself, sitting down and laying her head on Kye's warm shoulder.
Though the fire was present, it did not reach them. The iridescent, seducing smoke billowed like a ship's sail around them, and blanketed them.
Her eyelids grew heavy, but she could not sleep.
"I…" she said dreamily amidst the serene chaos. "I'll never regret this…you know that, don't you?" her eyes brimmed with hope and despair.
He held Elle close, just as he wished he had so long ago. He lead himself to ask why he could not die with her. Why he had asked her to confess for him. Why…he had…condemned her….
"I…love you, Elle." the black-haired young man said finally.
Elle looked at him softly and caressed his cheek. The skin was rough, and she did not take away her white hand.
'Is this what it means to grow old?' she slowly asked herself.
The young woman shook her head with a slight laugh, 'I'll never know….but that way…it's…comforting…'
He was on the brink of crying. Silent cries wracked his handsome body and he drew her closer to himself.
'His cheek is roughened by the passing of time…we're the same age….why does it not happen to me?'
He stroked her hair, and she wrapped her arms around him. His tears trickled onto her shoulder.
'Why is that?'
"I love you, you will always be my beloved where-ever you are, Elle…." he whispered. "Even in the end, you'll always be my dearest. Itsumo."
She gave him that familiar smile, as if he were joking with her. "Don't make it sound like last words….this isn't the end. It never will be."
Kye just looked at her sympathetically. 'Oh God….that poor child. That poor girl…' he paused and screamed at himself in his mind. 'What have I done!'
It seemed like an eternity they lingered in that paradoxical heaven of smoke and fire….
Just like a life can seem like a thousand years. Or two seconds…
"I'm tired…." Elle slurred quietly, embracing her dearest.
He nodded slowly, and guiltily, "Then sleep." he said, in affection.
"But I don't want to….I don't want to leave you." she sounded like a desperate child holding onto her mother's skirt.
All fell silent for a few precious seconds….the smoke was making their eyes tear, and agonizingly Kye clung to life, and Elle, to him.
"…Do you think we should sleep?" Elle said uncertainly.
He nodded, barely able to raise his handsome head.
"Let's go to sleep." she whispered in sorrowful love, trying hard not to cry.
"Alright…."
The hazy darkness of the smoke let them float in a crimson, rosy stupor. There was something about it….something…not quite fatal….
But it was.
Out of the darkness came her plaintive moan. "Kye….?"
"Mm…" Kye showed his slipping presence.
"Do you want to sing with me?"
Elle waited for an answer.
But he was long asleep….
And dead.
'Deep in the darkness of time, my love…
Deep in the darkness of time…
The roses are burning,
With your illusory light…
A wish was never granted…
Your happiness never given…
And so I wait…
Deep in the darkness of time, my love….
Deep in the darkness of time…
Your coffin grows closer
And your blood waters flowers from the dead, my love…
I'll water them with my tears..
Mm…
With the lost tears in heaven….'
"That was the verse….I could never remember…." she said to herself as she too slumbered.
A/N: This was not the last chapter! Almost though! Almost! The next chapter shall be the last…
This chapter was so sad….it made me want to cry…
Don't fret about the ending as of yet! It might be happy or sad or both! If you review, please guess which one it will be!
Farewell, onto the next chapter!