Alright chapter 3 is up earlier than expected! I'm going skiing for 5 days so I won't be able to write (at all) SORRY! I hope you enjoy this chapter sorry about the plot being really slow lol I'm trying to keep it interesting. Thanks for all the reviews they are really encouraging. Here is more Elie and Haru FLUF,
Enjoy:
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Voices
Haru POV:
Don't ask me how, but we'd somehow progressed from a semi normal discussion about what we where going to eat when we reached the 'no name' village to the shape of dogs faces to Musica's silver controlling ability. Elie was leading the 'discussion' with an array of questions
"Could you turn your necklace into a silver frying pan, then we wouldn't have to carry the other one around."
"I'm not a cook or your slave Elie"
"I was just saying"
"My ability should be used with respect, it's not easy to be a silver smith and our skill isn't supposed to misused to make cooking utensils!"
"Well maybe you should think about it"
"I can't believe we're talking about this, my power will only be used for battle, not house work"
"Have you ever thought about making a silver dress that would be cool" mussed Elie completely oblivious to Musica's cries for respect.
I suppose I really should have intervened being the responsible person that I am, but I didn't want to stop Elie's fun, seeing her smile even in the dim light of night is enough to make me see what I'm fighting for ("a girl worth fighting for"…sorry…) When I find the rave stones there will be peace, that means no more lunatics coming after Elie, or people trying to get through to me by hurting her, it will all stop! Wow I've just managed to piss my self off, I just don't want to have to put her through it anymore, no matter what happens to her she stands by me, any normal person would have left ages ago, but then Elie isn't any normal person she is Elie, unique one of a kind, beautiful Elie. And if any one touches her they will have to deal with me.
"So Muscia do you have any idea what the name of this village is?" I asked off absent-mindedly
"Well actually I'm not really sure if it is a village"
"What!"
"Well there are houses, so that's all that really matters" shrugged musica
"They could be poor people with nothing to spare" why did I listen to Musica!
"Well if I had told you that would you have wanted to follow me into the night" smiled Musica sneakily
"What do you think?" NO!
"Exactly, and before you say I lied I didn't, I just improved the truth." Musica smiled, his reasoning was soundproof, so what if they didn't have a lot of food, abit of food would be enough.
Haru just shook his head, what else could he do? They needed food and by leaving the camp up they had less to carry. Hopefully they would make it to the village by late morning, eat and bring food back. Plue had his lollipops and Griff had…whatever he eats. Haru quickly glanced at Elie, she was far away her eyes distant as she peered into the darkness of the night.
Musica POV:
I wonder if they realise. I swear sometimes those two are as bad as each other. The stolen glances, the loyalty and devotion, are they blind? Sometimes you just don't realise what you have until you lose it Haru, you better not let that be the case! But you would never let anyone touch Elie, you'd probably kill me if you had to (not that would ever be the case.) You and Elie are in love and you don't even realise it. Fate brought you together, the rave master and the one person with the power to create and destroy the rave (and the world.) If fate doesn't want you together than it sure fooled me. Even now you can't help look at her, but its not really lust is it? Sure Elie's beautiful (not as beautiful as Melodia ;) but that doesn't seem to matter to you, you just care, you want to protect her, but I suppose that's why you're the hero, the rave master. Not that, that doesn't have its draw backs, seriously if I had fallen for Elie I would have realised it and I would have made a move by now. But then not all people are as romantically gifted as me ;)
"Haru?"
Musica looked over at Haru and Elie, he had been to busy rapped up in his thoughts he didn't see Elie creep over to Haru (but then Haru hadn't noticed either) she looked petrified, and was grabbing onto Haru arm for what appeared to be dear life.
"Did you hear it?" She whispered in a hushed voice dripping with fear
"Elie? what's wrong?" Haru asked concerned he had stopped walking and was supporting Elie as she buried herself into his chest,
"Can't you hear it?" came an almost inaudible response
"What Elie? What do you hear!" asked Haru, at a complete lost
"I don't know" wept Elie, "I just hear…"
Elie let go of Haru and clutched her head.
"Make it stop Haru" she sobbed "it's to painful"
Around them the rain had begun to fall again, Elie's cries echoed through the forest and rose into the sky. Flashes of light flashed above them, but Elie eyes where clenched shut, tears streaming down her face.
"Musica help!" Cried Haru
"Take her back to the camp; the village is still to far away. Ill keep going hopefully ill make it there by morning and can get help, you and Elie will just slow me down. Take Elie back to camp. Go!"
Haru POV:
Elie! Even when I picked her up she still stayed curled up. What happened the lightning hadn't even struck she had started freaking out before the thunder storm; it was like she brought on the lighting. I look at her in my arms, she doesn't even feel heavy. I can hear her stifled sobs but what can I do, why am I so useless, its so much easier when ther is a villain to fight but what do I do now?
The forest seems to dissolve around us, it's almost a dream come true, I can number how many times I wanted to hold Elie, but not like this. Not with her dissolved in my arms, petrified by an invisible force.
My feet seem to know the way though my thoughts aren't on the way back to camp. I'm listening, listening to Elie's soft intake of breathe. She seems to have calmed down now, her body is still tense, but she's stopped crying. I draw her close, she takes a deep breath and relaxes against me, moulding against my chest, I feel her hands cling onto my shirt, an anchor of safety in the dark.
I whisper her name but I don't get a response, I can see her face now, serene with her eyes closed. I think she passed out but I'm too worried to stop walking and check. She is alive and comfortable that's all that matters for now.
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