CHAPTER 8

Later that night Mirage and Aerith were having another girl chat.

"Soo. What did you and Auron get up to?" Mirage asked sitting on Aerith's bed.

Aerith looked at her in discust and put her night top over her head. "Nothing much."

Mirage's mouth hang open. Nothing much! She had practicly sucked his tonsels out of his head! "Not even a kiss?"

Aerith blushed an slid under the covers. "Ok! Ok! Ok! It was the most romantic kiss ever!"

Mirage smiled at her and crossed her legs. "Give me the details!"

"No!"

"Please!"

"No!"

"Please!"

"Noo!"

"We could carry on like this for hours and still not get anywhere. Now listen to your big sister and give me the details." The only reply Mirage got was a pillow being shoved into her face. "Oh right thats it!" Mirage grabbed a pillow and started the pillow fight.

Braska and Auron were downstairs having a man to man talk. "I'm telling you Braska nothing is wrong!" Auron shouted trying to pull Braska's hand away from his forehead.

"That's three times you haven't called me 'lord Braska' today." He said pulling away his hand. "Something is definatly wrong!"

Auron groaned. He had no idea why his stomach hurt so bad, it was like constant butterflys in his stomach. And they got really bad when Aerith was around. "Br... My lord. Nothing is wrong with me." He said trying to act like his former self.

Braska laughed and decided to explain the feeling Auron was feeling. "Let me guess. You have butterflys in your stomach, no matter how much you try they just won't go. And they get really bad when your around Aerith?"

He looked at Braska and couldn't belive his ears. "How did you..?"

"I've felt the same way with Mirage. It just means your ready."

Auron looked confused. "Ready for what?" He asked dreading the worst.

"The most deadliest, terrifying but wonderfull journey ever." Braska said reciving more confused lookes from Auron. "Marrige."

Auron's mouth hung open. 'Marrige!' "What do you mean marrige?"

Braska was about to speak but a loud bang came from the cealing followed by a scream.

They both ran upstairs an opend Aerith's door. Braska and Auron were surprised by what they saw. Two grown women having a pillow fight.

"Are you sure she's the one for me?" Auron asked.

"Sure. She's fun you're no fun at all." Braska said reciving glares from his closest friend. Braska ran out the door way and came back with a camara.

"What have you got that for?" Auron asked him as Braska switched it on.

"She hates being on film. So even if this is the only way I'll ever get her on one then so be it."

Auron laughed. After at least half an hour Braska shouted. "Smile for the camara!"

Mirage got of her fosterd sister and lunged herself at Braska. She climbed on him and tryed to get the camara. "Give that here!"

"No!"

Mirage got off him bent down and hugged his knees. "Please! I've got bed hair!"

Braska laughed. "More reason to film you."

Through out all of the noise Aerith and Auron snuck out the room. "And You're all supossed to be adults!" Aerith told Auron pointing her finger at him.

"By the way that you act I'm sure that you started the pillow fight!" Auron laughed. Aerith also laughed. Soon they were caught in each others gaze again.

They kissed. But it was the kiss of all kisses that could only mean one thing. After a few minuites Auron pulled away. "These past few days... I haven't felt the same... ever since I met you."

Aerith smiled at him. "So have I."

"So I have one question for you."

"What's that?"

Auron bent down to whisper in her ear. "Will you marry me?"

Aerith's hand went up to her mouth. "Yes." After her words they were caught in another kiss.

"It's about time." Mirage said smiling from her hiding place.

Braska only smiled at the two.

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... what do u think bluemoon faerie? i think it's great!