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Chapter 13 - the NIGHT

A blanket that smelled like cat piss, a bottle of cheap wine, to wine glasses and each other. That was all they had. The wine and glasses were from a bar down the road. Gar had managed to persuade the bartender to give him the wine and glasses despite his serious lack of money. Gar spent his last few Euros trying to get the wine. The blanket was Raven's job. It came from a homeless shelter down the road from bar. It was the only one that reeked the least without actually having cat piss on it.

They both laid there, on an incline at the ­­­­Stadtpark. If you'd look at the horizon, you could pinpoint exactly where the reach of the city lights stopped and where the sky began. The half moon watched them from her place in the sky. Raven had her head resting on Gar's arm and he held her other hand, playing with it.

"So often in my life I've been with people, and shared beautiful moments like traveling, or staying up all night and watching the sunrise, and I knew those were special moments. But something was always wrong. I wished I'd been with someone else," Raven sighed as she finished. Her words made Gar's brow furrow in worry.

"But, don't get me wrong. I knew that what I was feeling, exactly what was so important to me, they didn't understand," she leaned up on her elbow and faced him, "I'm happy to be with you. You couldn't possibly know why a night like this is so important to my life right now, but it is."

He smirked at her, leaned up to her face and kissed her, "Happy to oblige." She sighed and went back to where she was.

"Yeah. I know what you mean about wishing somebody wasn't there, though. It's just usually, its myself that I wish I could get away from. Seriously, think about this. I have never been anywhere that I haven't been. I've never had a kiss when I wasn't one of the kissers. I've never, um, gone to the movies, when I wasn't there in the audience. I've never been out bowling, if I wasn't there, y'know making some stupid joke. I think that's why so many people hate themselves. Seriously, its just they are sick to death of being around themselves. Let's say that you and I were together all the time, then you'd start to hate a lot of my mannerisms. The way, uh, the way every time we would have people over, uh, I'd be insecure, and I'd get a little too drunk. Or, uh, the way I'd tell the same stupid pseudo-intellectual story again, and again. Y'see, I've heard all those stories. So of course I'm sick of myself," he paused for a moment and thought about it. That had been a long rant, "But…But being with you, uh, it's made me feel like I'm somebody else. Y'know the only other way to lose yourself like that is, um, dancing, or alcohol, or drugs, and stuff like that."

She smiled at him and turned to face him, "You know what I want?"

His turn to face him a smile plastered on his face, "what?"

Raven took his face in her hands and caressed his cheek with her thumb, "To be kissed." The grin on his face widened and he leaned in to kiss her. Her soft lips urged him to keep the kiss for longer, his tongue grazing her bottom lip for permission to enter. He smiled against her lips as she let him. Gar pushed Raven down onto the blanket, forgetting the rancid smell it still held and delved deeper into the kiss. Raven was too busy to notice, too busy getting lost in his touch, their tongues battling for dominance. His arms crept around his waist as the kiss intensified, Raven clutching the hair on the back of his head driving him deeper. Suddenly, Gar broke the kiss and ventured down her face. Leaving trails of kisses along her jaw, making his way to her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe as she giggled against his neck. She breathed in his musky scent as he made his way down her neck. Kissing and biting affectionately.

Then she pulled away.

Gar looked up at her, a worried look on his face. She sighed and began, "I'm going to say something stupid." Her arms were still around his neck and he was still on top of her leaving them both in a … vulnerable position.

"Alright." She bit her bottom lip, which Gar though was absolutely endearing.

"It's really stupid."

"Okay," he nodded, egging her on.

"I don't think we should sleep together. I mean, I want to, but since we're never gunna see each other again... it'll make me feel bad. I won't know who else you're with. I'll miss you," she sighed and plopped her head down, "I know. It's not very adult. Maybe its a female thing, I can't help it."

"Let's see each other again."

"No, I don't want you to break our vow, just so you can get laid." The both laughed, "I don't want to be a great story to tell to you buddies in the U.S. Y'know meet a European girl on a train, fuck her, and never see her again. I don't want this great evening to just have been for that."

He looked into her with such an intensity she had to look away. He ran one hand through her hair and then caressed her cheek, bringing her back to face him, "You'll never be just a story. Never." Then he kissed her. Not like the previous one, this one was gentle and innocent.

Gar pulled back and rested his forehead on hers, "We don't have to have sex. It's not a big deal," he ran his thumb across her chin then up to her cheek. A moment of silence passed between them as they laid there staring into each others eyes. Gar still on top of Raven.

He rolled off of her and drew her close, one arm around her shoulders the other around her waist. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered.

"You know… if somebody gave me the choice right now, of to never see you again or to marry you, I would marry you…" He trailed off, getting lost in the lavender scent of her hair. Raven cuddled into his chest, sighing contentedly. And they both fell asleep, right there under the stars. Both thinking the same thing…

A/N: I really didn't want to say what they were thinking, which was 'I Love You'. I think that throwing that in there will just make it cheesy and cliché where I really don't want it to be. And besides, throwing around 'I Love You' doesn't proclaim love. Any schmuck down the street can say it. I wanted to SHOW their love rather than have them say it. So anyone waiting for a 'proclamation of undying love' will not find it.What you will findis a bunchof tear jerking moment where you'd WISH they'd just say it. Hopefully the next chapter can clear this up. When you see love, that's when it true, when it's real.