Ok this chapter has an interesting well I don't really now what It is, Haru and Elie are healing but I suppose that doesn't mean they cant think, its not really dreaming its more cosmic musing, thoughts which they may have felt at some time or another that now are expressed in italics (I'm setting a mood) just thought I should explain that so people are well…confused I would be) oh and I warn this is very mushy but tell me what you think about it the style I'm curious this is almost the last chapter(well I've put them through enough haven't I?) now its time for some Musica angst…
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Fly Away
Wouldn't you just love to sit here forever? Lay enveloped in this feeling, you are so close that you become part of me,. One day we will stay like this, now it is only the cruel illusion found in dreams, thin like the mist which dances off the ground: early morning mist. Seeming so real for a second, before swirling into the sky leaving me alone again, yet we will be together. One day
Now they lay here, in a tent, covered by a blanket, together resting. If they where awake they would lay like that forever mesmerized by each other, so close. Now they lay here peacefully, but still, eyes closed, breathing steady. The blanket masking the bandages that cover their bodies. Their faces turn to face each other; they almost seem to be looking into others closed eyes, right down to their soul.
I can't sit and watch them anymore, I dressed their physical wounds, I placed them together to heal, it was the best for both of them, and though they exude a peaceful serenity I cant help but seeing them dressed for their death beds. The colour is still in their cheeks but I already miss their conversation. I suppose I can't help play the matchmaker even when it screws things up. I probably should have put them in separate beds…more decent. But I know they've both wanted to be like this for so long, it's like a final request. Why do I think like this?
Musica stands, and with a brief look over his shoulder to see if they had stirred, left the tent. His guilt coiled around him like snakes. But around them the world went on, ignorant. The cyan blue sky was immense, devoid of all clouds. The trees swayed in the gentle breeze, it was paradise- but paradise had its price.
Musica walked towards the trees, the leaves swayed so gently he lifted his blood stained hand to touch a single green leaf. It was so harmless, yet this forest and what it concealed had caused so much trouble. He tore the leaf from its home like it made a difference, this act spurred by hurt and grief. He would have cut down the whole forest but what would it achieve? Anything? No. now he has to save his friends for his mistakes. It seemed like centuries ago when they had argued about who would cook dinner, he would cook now.
Inside the tent they lay together still facing each other the blankets rise with their breaths, the light through the tent dances on their faces, giving the illusion of fluttering eyelids, but all is still. Elie slowly moves in her sleep moving her arm across the mattress to rest near Haru's face. The trace of a smile visible on her lips: does she know how close she is to him? Or is she dreaming? Haru's hand slowly creeps towards hers; eyes closed their hands rest together. Around the tent the weapons which had protected them lie dirty, bloodstained, and un-used their tattered clothes surround them on the bed. Musica had changed their clothes, but hadn't been able to bring himself to clean the blood from the weapons and clothes knowing that most of it was theirs. He had to wipe the blood from his hands literally and figuratively before he could wipe their blood off their weapons. It was irrational but he just couldn't get himself to do it.
Griff and Plue had floated around the tent like ghost moving in and out of the tents visiting Haru and Elie when Musica was away getting more bandages, or collecting water. It was better to avoid him, he was a spectre of himself, he hadn't spoken to them since he had got back to camp with Haru and Elie draped over his shoulders. He had cleaned their wounds alone, they hadn't dared go near him, he exuded a sense of dread, and a feeling of despair which is easily contagious. But Elie and Haru were unaffected, they had each other, if they where aware of it or not. Musica hadn't eaten in three days; that was how long it had been since he had arrived back at camp, his hands still bore the tint of blood, Plue could smell it. The camp place seemed divided: Haru and Elie's tent was almost a haven it was peaceful, they where peaceful but wherever Musica was dread seeped into the atmosphere around him. Guilt can kill a man; it was beginning to do just that to Musica. Sleep had evaded him, hunger had become unimportant. He missed them.
If you could hold me would you? Would you laugh with me when I joked about the world around me and made a fool of myself in the name of love? Would you be able to gaze into my eyes like I can into yours? Is it too much this feeling I have for you? Does it weigh down on your heart like it does mine? Would you leave if I shared that burden with you? Sometimes I think you want to fly away, spared a past, and left with the future, would you want to spend it with me or soar into the sky off away from the danger? Sometimes I think would join you but I cant do that. If we could stay like this forever though, I would. And now I think you would to.
Elie's hand twitched underneath Haru's, her eyes fluttered but did not open. Not at first, then slowly, slowly they did, she gazed at Haru, whose eyes where still closed partly shielded by his hair. Her hand slowly crept towards his face, her strength still eluding her, until it rested on his face. She began tracing his jaw line; her hand slowly caressed his face moving strands of hair gently out of his face. She couldn't help but giggle; she was in bed with Haru. Her hand stopped moving abruptly when she realised she was gazing into Haru's eyes. He smiled at her, before lifting his hand to hold hers; bringing it to his lips he kissed it a smile on his lips and then continued to gaze at Elie, joy evident all over his face.
You stare into my eyes, and I don't think I will ever stop looking back. Even in silence you talk to me
Tears welled in Elie's eyes it was real, she could feel it, she was really here with Haru. Finally she could weep tears of joy. Seeing her tears Haru, concerned, drew her body towards him. Elie's could feel her skin against his and a blush crept across her face, it was so innocent. Haru's arms rapped around her, warmer than any blanket. He kissed her hair, traced her body with her hands, his fingers skimmed over the bandages which enveloped their bodies. For some reason he needed to know this was real. They had both been living with illusion for what seemed like years. He felt Elie nestle into his chest, he traced her back still planting kisses on her body. He felt Elie shiver and drew the blanket around them.
"Haru."
"Yes" he whispered
"I love you" Elie turned to face him as she said this, their bodies were interlocked, there where still tears in her eyes, but they shone brilliantly reflecting her exuberant smile.
"I love you" she repeated again, stronger than before.
Haru leaned into her and kissed her, softly at first then more passionately. Elie's hands were burred in Haru's silver hair as they kissed, realising all the yearning they had felt for each other.
Haru broke the kiss and gazed into Elie's eyes.
"I love you to." He replied simply, he didn't need to say more. "But why did you leave?" He asked now seriously.
"I couldn't see you get hurt anymore because of me" Elie answered a look of pain spreading in across her face.
"Shh don't cry" Haru comforted her, "you leaving me would hurt me more than any wound could"
"But you always get injured because of me, what if you die..." Elie began before being cut off.
"What I do I do it out of choice, I cant control if I live or die none of us can, but I will always be their for you, it isn't a burden its my choice, I have to be with you Elie, you have to be safe, your worth more to me than this whole quest, I realise that for sure now. Don't worry about me, I'm strong, I will manage" he finished smiling
"You're my hero."
This blunt statement caught Haru off guard he hadn't considered himself a hero recently.
"You will always be my hero" she finished
"Are you my princess" he asked mockingly
"No" Elie smiled, "I'm your sidekick, I just happen to have the looks of a princess." Elie grinned
Haru laughed loudly, "I suppose most princess don't have as much fire power as you."
Elie tapped him playfully and snuggled back into his arms.
"Let's stay like this forever." She whispered
"I have no objections."
And they fell back to sleep.
Its not done yet, there is more to come…