Silver and Gold
The sounds of waves crashing hard against the slowly corroding shore line filled the silent night as the sun slowly sunk below the horizon each second that passed by. The taste of salt was in the air as the icy November breeze blew in of the waters and soaked the land in a cold bliss. The shoreline was coated in a thick coating of soft white sand which turned dark when the white topped waves crashed apon it. Further back, an old useless wooden fence lay in almost ruins in front of rows of shoreline weeds and brush. A rocky cliff stood at an eighty degree angle up about four feet or so, where uncut brownish-green grass danced in the wind for miles. Sitting in the grass was a man in his mid-twenties.
Sunny days seem to hurt the most I wear the pain like a heavy coat He sat at an angle with one knee pulled up to his chest and the other stretched out along the edge of the cliff. His feet held no shoe or sock, just grass forming into a cradle around his nude feet. He rested his right arm across the bent knee and his other arm was supporting his reclined position. A single long stemmed rose rested under his palm in the grass. Messy un-cared for black hair whipped across his face as the cold air nipped at his face. A black eye patch sat covering one eye, where the deep dark eye next to it reflected a darker version of the sunset which glowed brightly in shades of violets, reds, and oranges. Black locks danced before his eye which seamed to be misted over with deep thought.
I feel you everywhere I go I see your smile He didn't move; even the rising and falling of his chest with each slow breath he took was hardly noticeable. His eye didn't even blink. He was lost in mind and thought; a world of darkness that only he lived in. He had been to this beach before, only then the sand wasn't white and the overpowering sound was not waves.
I see your face I hear you laughing in the rain The sun continued to creep below the horizon, turning the cloudless sky darker and darker. A full moon's outline could be seen as the sky got dark, the pure white of the moon acting like a lamp that got turned on in a darken room. Silver stars twinkled in the sky like a disco ball, but none of this natural beauty seamed to faze the man. His face showed that of a young boy, yet his mind held memories and thoughts of an old man.
I still can't believe you're gone It ain't fair, you died too young The wind blew stronger and whipped his hair and his white shirt in a form of madness as the wind slowly died. Finally, he moved; closing his eye to surround his mind in complete darkness. He took in a deep breath through his nose as the sent of salt and sea washed over his senses. He exhaled through his mouth which partly opened just enough to let out the rush of warm air. His shirt continued to flap in the small breeze which continually moved about. He turned to face the water, the waves now calmed down. He pushed on his hand and moved into a semi sitting position which had him leaning forward slightly. He used his hands to support him and placed them next to him, his legs spread out before him.
Like a story that had just begun But death tore the pages all away His eyes seamed to soften as he watched the water roll in and then float back out. His expression remained as stone as ever. The rose remained under his hand as he pushed back a lock of black hair from in front of his face. The waters calmed and turned into a thin sheet of glass, reflecting the sky above perfectly, like a mirrored reflection. So many thoughts danced in his head; dinner, flames, gun fire, paperwork, lilies, golden orbs... His mind halted.
God knows how I miss you All the hell that I've been through Like a movie on freeze frame, he continued to picture the sight of golden orbs floating side-by-side. He stared up at the stars and watched as they moved into position and formed the object of his affection. A soft un noticeable smile spread across his face, breaking down the stone completion he once held tonight and many nights before. He closed his eye and took in another deep breath, this time it was different.
Just knowing no one could take your place Sometimes I wonder Instead of smelling salt, a soft rush of lilies rushed into his senses and overwhelmed him. When he opened his eye his glare slid down to the beach where he watched a girl move slowly, but gracefully across the sands, making shallow footprints.
Who you'd be today Would you see the world He watched her for a moment. This was all too familiar. Ten years ago he sat in this same spot and watched her stand in her exact spot, the time of day was the same also. He rose and walked down to the beach. The sand was soft and soothing as he stood right where the waves once crashed. The woman, who was just feet away, didn't pay any attention to him. She continued to stand motionless staring out at the water. Her skin reacted to the moon differently then his; she glowed where the moon's soft touch grazed her skin. A navy blue dress form fitted to her slender form as the sea breeze grew stronger and whipped the matching sheer shall around her body, dancing in the air along with her mid-back length hair, which seamed to glow a soft silvery gold.
Would you chase your dreams Settle down with a family He walked closer to her, stopping just a foot away. Her head turned to face him, golden orbs staring out at him from behind golden locks. He stared at those eyes for what seamed like centuries. His mind flashed images before him; those eyes, the same eyes that hunted his dreams, and his waking moments. A soft smile grazed her face as she turned fully around to face him, her dress dancing around her ankles in the sudden movements. Her arms remained at her side, with her holding her hands in front just at waist level. The shall draped over her shoulders and wrapped around her upper arms, allowing long flowing waves to dance behind her in a graceful manner
I wonder what you would name your babies Some days the sky's so blue "Hello Taisa..."
Her voice was soft as cotton and sent shivers up his spine. He clutched the rose in his hand and stared at the image before him. Her beauty was beyond compare as the moon danced around them. He wanted to speak, he wanted to ask, his mouth moved but no sound came out. Not that it mattered. Her hand found it's way to his lips and gently pressed, silencing him. Her finger tips were softer then silk and were un expectantly warm in the cool night atmosphere. For a moment more they remained like that, staring into each other's eyes. One step closer and she leaned into him, resting her palms flatly on his chest which was build from all his days in the military. She leaned her check on her hands and rest against him. A moment more and he wrapped his arms around her slender form, bringing her closer to him. The wind graced by blowing along with it her dress, his shirt and their hair. Her shall wrapped around them gently in quick movements, encasing them in a surround embrace.
I feel like I can talk to you I know it might sound crazy It ain't fair, you died too young The wind picked up as a single wave crashed along the shore. The sea remained clam and the moon continued to reflect mirror-like on the water. Her arms moved up to around his neck and crossed her wrists behind his head. She leaned back from the embrace and stared into his eyes, not paying attention to the patch. They stared as the non existent wind continued to move their clothing about. They parted only when the sea breeze picked up and with it came a small wave or two, shattering the glass water. She took a step back from him, bringing her hands back to her waist where she stood, once more, in the same stance he found her in; this time facing him. He rested his arms loosely by his side, staring straight at her, but her eyes were down at the sand which cradled their feet in softness. Somewhere off in the far distance, he figured across the large and open sea, music was heard softly. A soft gentle melody encased the two as he took her hand in his hand which held the rose and then wrapped his other around her slim waist. She took this hint and gently placed her arm on his shoulder and followed his movements as he began to sway slowly in the night air.
Like a story that had just begun But death tore the pages all away He removed his hand from her's, leaving the rose with her and placed it on her waist. She smiled gently at the rose and placed her hand on his shoulder. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes as they danced gracefully across the soft white sand, leaving footprints in their wake. A cool breeze blew by and played with her shall before stealing it from her and chasing it down the shoreline where it danced. He ran one hand gently over her now bare arm and traced her arm up to her shoulder where he ran his thumb over her neck and played with the gold chain which hung loosely around her neck. He then proceeded to trace her jawbone, and cupped her face in his hand and lifted it up so as to stare into her eyes.
God knows how I miss you All the hell that I've been through Before long, they were both standing facing the water which was smooth yet wavy. He was directly behind her, arms wrapped around her waist holding her tightly to him. In her hands, which where entangled in his, she held the single red rose which had a slight mist on it, allowing it to glitter in the moonlight. The only movement was that of the shall which danced alone next to them at the waters edge. The breeze grew colder as the night grew deeper. No matter how close they got, the coldness seamed to come more stronger. But, he tried to keep the warmth, he pulled her closer and tightened his gentle grip on her.
Just knowing no one could take your place Sometimes I wonder There was a moisture in the air which mixed with the icy breeze, sending chills up his arms and spine. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. Soon, she loosened her grip on his hands and turned around to face him, placing a hand on his cheek. She smiled; differently this time. He had never seen this smile before. It was gentle, soft, sad and a mixture of other emotions all in one. He went to open his mouth again and she once again stopped him with her finger tips. He grabbed her wrist and held her hand against his lips for a moment more before he lowered her hand by her side.
Who you'd be today Today, today, today She blinked her eyes, making the glow of her golden orbs even more stronger. Quickly, but smoothly, she leaned up on her toes and pressed her silky lips to his rough ones. She grabbed her wrists behind his neck and pulled herself closer, deepening the kiss. He soon fell into the kiss, slowly closing his eye. As it closed, the last thing he saw were her eyes closing and a single silver streak down her cheek.
Today, today, today Sunny days seem to hurt the most When he opened his eye, he saw the sun was rising over the horizon. He rose to a sitting position and brushed sand off his black pants; he smiled as he looked to his left. He saw soft white sand. He jumped to his feet and did a double 360 spin searching the beach for something that was never there. He looked on the sand and saw only one set of footprints; leading from his current position, in a few circles near the water's edge and then off to the end of the beach where the rocky cliff declined.
I wear the pain like a heavy coat The only thing that gives me hope
He stared out at the horizon at the sun which warmed his skin. He looked up to the top of the cliff where he started and saw nothing but grass for miles. He turned back to the water as waves began to awaken and crash apon the shore once more, making morning music to any onlooker's ears. He approached the shoreline and stood just enough so the on coming waves brushed his toes. As the waves came and went, his eye scanned the shoreline. He saw something shimmering near the other end and when he reached it, he saw it was a large navy blue sheer shall, the very one that danced along her glowing skin. He picked it up and lifted it to his face. He inhaled deeply the sweat scent of lilies. A silver streak reflected the sun's rays off his cheek.
"I'll always... and forever... love you... Riza..."
Is I know, I'll see you again someday
Someday, someday
A/N - What do you think? I was originally going to do a song fiction, then it was gonna be a ONESHOT with a song at the end, then it was just a one shot, then it wended as a song fiction. I am so indecisive. But anyway, how did you like it? Was it okay? Do you understand it? If not let me explain: (SPOLIERS)
In the final episode/chapter, there is a large battle between Roy and the Fuhrer. My story has what could of happened. Roy, the one who was more injured lived, but Riza who only had a single gunshot wound, died. Because she died so soon, she returned to him for one night on the same beach they first met; the beach that the Ishbal Rebellion took place on.
Angst? I know, I'm having an issue of writing these types. Sorry.
Please review.
No FLAMES (Thats Roy's job only). Please look in my profile oo0AnimeChild0oo for all my other stories. And again, thanks for reading.
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