Author's note: Short chapter. Faster updates though cuzI finished. All I ask for is 5 reviews for each chapter, that's all.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans, Before Sunrise or Fulfillment of the Half Moon by Christina Rosseti.
Chapter 11 - the MOON
The moon shone down on two lone figures, one standing behind another, on the Albertina balcony overlooking the Vienna Opera. Gar's arms arm wrapped tightly around Raven's waist, his head on her shoulder. Raven leant happily back on the warmth surrounding her. Her head tilted to side, resting on his head, her hands covering his. They stood there in quiet embrace and watched city lights flicker beneath them and stars weave in and out of clouds above.
"This is so surreal," Gar whispered in her ear, Raven shuddered at the feeling on his breath on her cheek, "I feel like this is some dream world we're in, y'know?"
"Yeah, it's so weird. It's like our time together is just ours. Its our own creation. It must be like I'm in your dream and you in mine, or something."
"And what's so cool is that this whole evening, all our time together, shouldn't officially be happening."
"Yeah, I know. Maybe that's why this feels so otherworldly. But then the morning comes, and we turn into pumpkins, right?" He chucked a bit then kissed her cheek. Lips brushed back and forth on her face making her groan a little. She sighed and looked up at the half moon in the sky. He noticed and joined her gaze.
"The half moon shows a face of plaintive sweetness
Ready and poised to wax or wane;
A fire of pale desire in incompleteness,
Tending to pleasure or to pain:
Lo, while we gaze she rolleth on in fleetness
To perfect loss or perfect gain.
Half bitterness we know, we know half sweetness;
This world is all on wax, on wane:
When shall completeness round time's incompleteness,
Fulfilling joy, fulfilling pain? -
Lo, while we ask, life rolleth on in fleetness
To finished loss or finished gain." He said, all in a whisper. She pulled away a bit and stared at him.
"Where did that come from?"
"Oh, nothing. Just a poem I used to love as a kid. One of my mom's favourite poets, Christina Rossetti." She smiled and cuddled back again.
"Oh, I know some of her stuff. But, I swear, you could have given that hobo poet a run for his money." He chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
"You know you kind of remind me of the moon yourself. Dark mistress of the night," he chucked as she elbowed him in the ribs, "Some say that the sun is far more beautiful than the moon, I always thought otherwise. The moon is reflective beauty. Shines far brighter than the sun, for things can only shine as bright as they do in their darkest moments. The moon, surrounded by a sea of darkness, with buoys of stars is far more beautiful than the sun in its everlasting glory." She turned and met his eyes. Had he meant it? Every word? Does he really think I'm… beautiful?
Just then, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.
A/N: Gotta love that poem. Not in the movie at all, this scene was completely different but I like it better the way it is now. The poem is a sort of insight of their situation. The moon represents love. Waxing and waning, coming and going. It tends to 'pleasure or to pain' and "rolls on in fleetness' (can disappear quickly). Beneath the quiet surface of these uncertain lines beats a pulse of ambivalent fire that questions the attainment of love fulfilled and mourns the brevity of first passion. Much like their own. Also, I love the moon and its symbolism. Plus the uncannily beautiful connection with Raven doesn't hurt either.