A/N: I'm so, so sorry for the long break. I've got lots to do for university and just kinda wasn't in the mood for writing these past month.
This chapter is from Musa's POV and I just love (writing) Musa. There's also a censored sex scene in the end and I'm already telling you that I'm rubbish at writing cesored sex scenes - either all or nothing. However, the 'original' (german) version of this story got the rating P16, meaning I can only write censored scenes (and I don't want to change the rating for a few scenes), and also got some rather strict rules regarding sex, so I'm just gonna follow them, even though the result might not be the best xD
Anyway, have fun ^-^
Musa was with Riven and their daughter on a train to her father.
Tune was sitting across from them, listening to some music, but Musa could see her eyes slowly closing until she went asleep.
At this time, Musa made enough money to buy them some private ship for travel, but she thought that it had not been a bad experience for herself to grow up with less money and she at least didn't want to spoil Tune. So they took a public train together, though Musa had been asked for autographs and pictures several times. As long as no one is secretly taking pictures and they're no paparazzi, I don't care, thought Musa.
"How can anyone sleep that much?" Riven asked and pointed towards the sleeping Tune. It wasn't even noon yet, and Tune had slept almost ten hours last night.
"Like father, like daughter," Musa replied, laughing.
Riven snorted. "As if you're getting up early."
Musa smiled at him. "Well, she's our daughter," she said as Riven put an arm around and she was resting her head on his chest.
They were silent for a moment, then Riven said, "I was about to beat the fuck out of your manager earlier."
"I'm happy you didn't," Musa muttered. "This poor man had spent a lot of money and time for this tour. Of course he's frustrated."
"If you had told him the actual reason, he wouldn't have went crazy," said Riven.
"I doubt it," Musa replied. "Also, I couldn't have done it. And he'll know about it sooner or later anyway."
Musa felt Riven shaking his head. "You've got so many fans out there," he said. "You could reach so many people, if you'd tell them what's going to happen. But you won't even tell your manager."
Musa sighed. Riven had already told her this more than once, so she didn't feel the need to lift her head but just replied quietly, "I don't want any kind of panic. And my music is about love and peace, not war."
"Maybe," said Riven. "But war is coming nonetheless."
Again, they went silent, until Musa said quietly, "I'm scared."
Until now, Musa had never said this out loud, but since Alfea the feeling of fear had her under its control. She did not want to fight, and neither did she want Riven to fight. All Musa wanted to do was making music and raising her daughter.
"Me too," Riven replied after a while. Now, Musa raised her head and looked surprised at Riven. He only shrugged his shoulders and added, "I'm worried about you. And Tune."
"You don't have to be worried about me, Riven," said Musa.
This made a smile appear on Riven's lips. "I know," he said. "But I still worry."
Now Musa had to smile as well, although she didn't know how to reply, so she simply put her head back on his chest.
"You do know that this would make nice pictures for some gossip magazines," said Riven, and Musa could hear the laughter in his voice.
"Let them," Musa replied. "As long as we don't make out in public like Stella and Brandon, they won't get anything interesting to see."
Riven replied with a laugh. Then they stopped talking for some minutes, and the only thing Musa could hear was the faint rustle of the train and Riven's heartbeat. Slowly, Musa walked into the realm of her thoughts.
Yesterday, Daphne had called them to ask whether they had already spoken to Galatea, which hadn't been the case. First, Musa had wanted to settle everything about her tour before she went to talk to Galatea today. But Daphne's words had somewhat made her feel worried, as she had gotten the message that Eraklyon would not support them.
Musa didn't understand Sky – and she was certain that it had been Sky's fault, because Bloom would had never let such small things prevent her from taking action. Now, however, Musa wondered whether Galatea might not decline. If even Sky had a reason to not sent his army to Magix, Galatea might most likely have one as well. And that worried Musa.
"Riven?" she asked after a while. "What if Galatea won't support us?"
"Why would she do that?" Riven asked back. "Unlike Eraklyon, Melody isn't at the edge of a civil war."
"Civil war?" Musa repeated with raised eyebrows.
"Of course," said Riven. "Sky just tries to keep it small. But even he knows that the situation is serious, otherwise he wouldn't want his people to stay in Eraklyon."
"I think he's overreacting," Musa stated.
"Well, you don't know much about politics anyway," said Riven.
Again, Musa raised her head and glowered at Riven who had to laugh. "I didn't mean it that way," he defended himself. "I just mean that you're thinking one-sided."
First, Musa wanted to reply but then she just shrugged her shoulders. Perhaps Riven was right and she was indeed thinking one-sidedly.
"But without Eraklyon we have to give up a huge number of fighters," Musa said then.
"About five million," Riven replied.
Musa looked at him, shocked. "Five million?" she asked horrified. "That's … a lot."
Riven nodded. "One of the biggest armies in the Magic Dimension," he stated. "But not the only one. And Valtor had to convince a huge number of the outer planets just to defeat Domino."
"And what if he did?" Musa asked.
Riven sighed, and she knew that her questions were annoying him, but she somehow hoped that his answers would ease her worries.
"That's why we recruit more planets," answered Riven.
"So we've gotta hope Galatea is in the right mood," said Musa.
Riven took her hand and looked her straight in the eyes. "We just have to make sure that she understands the danger surrounding Valtor," he assured her. "It's on us. And we'll make it."
Musa sighed and nodded. "Then I'm gonna let you talk," she said. "After all, I haven't got a clue about politics," she added laughing and Riven put his arm back around her.
"One question," Riven said quietly. "After visiting Galatea, are we immediately going back to your father? Or wouldn't it be better if we take a room in some hotel."
Musa couldn't see Riven's face, but she could hear his smirk. "Your appetite is unbelievable," she replied with a faked serious tone that ended in laughter.
"You've got no idea," Riven whispered in her ear as he was pulling her closer.
"My father's sleeping even more soundly than Tune," said Musa. "You don't have to worry. And won't have to be quiet," she added with a smirk.
"I'm not the one who's got to worry about any volume," Riven replied. Laughing and without any further words, Musa snuggled closer and shut her eyes.
"Well, that sounds … unpleasant," said Musa's father after Tune had went to her room and Musa and Riven had told him everything. "And you're sure about it?"
"More than sure," Musa replied.
At that, Ho-Boe nodded. "It's sad I'm too old to fight," he said with a smirk.
"You can fight?" Musa asked doubting.
"Well, I did spent a whole year on Melody's military academy," he told them. "My father's idea. It just didn't exactly work out the way he planned."
"What happened?" Riven asked, obviously interested to hear this story.
"Nothing special," said Ho-Boe. "I just completely failed the very first exams. Also," he added, "I used to work on my music at night. I believe I still got all the complain letters somewhere."
Musa and Riven laughed.
"I just hope your music had some cultural value," said Musa.
"I believe these idiots would have appreciated my music more if it didn't had any cultural value," Ho-Boe replied. "Actually, it was the time I've worked on my first record," he added with a smile.
"Now I understand the complaint letters," Musa said laughing. She remembered her father's first record, she had constantly listened to it as a kid.
"Choose your words carefully," Ho-Boe retorted. "I'm taking care of your daughter, for free."
"Come on, you're happy you finally got a grandchild," Musa said, rolling her eyes.
"Well, it isn't the worst thing that ever happened to me," he replied smiling. "Even though I've never dreamed of Riven to be the father."
Riven seemed slightly shocked for a moment, but then Ho-Boe laughed and winked at him. "Come on, I'm just joking," he said. "Though I definitely would have preferred a prince."
"Dad!" Musa said warningly.
"Alright, alright," said Musa's father. "I'm just saying." He smiled at Musa and she smiled back. He father barely had any hair left on his head, and the hair that's still on it had turned completely white. There were deep circles under his eyes, which made him always look tired – perhaps he was. But even though he already look so old, Musa could still see her father, especially when he smiled at her.
There had not always been on good terms through the years. But that only made Musa happier thinking about how they've finally found some peace.
"You should go," said Ho-Boe. "The queen won't want to wait."
Fortunately, Galatea did wait, because Musa and Riven had been rather late. Sadly, this had been the only good news about their visit, as Galatea didn't seem at all interested in helping Magix. At some point she had even admitted that she thought Valtor's idea wasn't even that bad, but she had immediately calmed her visitors down by assuring them that she would never support Valtor. But at the moment she apparently didn't want to fight him either.
Musa hated those kind of moment where all the worries you have before an event turn out to become reality. Riven had tried to give her hope, but suddenly everything had been for naught.
Of course, Riven had been furious, just like her father after they had told him everything. After they had arrived back at her father's home, Musa had immediately called Daphne to explain what had happened. She seemed rather worried as well and after Musa had asked for the reason, she had told her that they couldn't count on Solaria's support, because Stella hadn't managed to convince her people. There had been many times Musa had been angry with Stella but never as much as now. Stella loved been queen but the one moment she had to act like one, she had failed completely.
Maybe Musa was too harsh in her judgment of Stella and Sky. Maybe it was the fear she felt and hated. Fear meant vulnerability.
"Is Tune asleep?" Riven asked as Musa entered the room. He sat on the bed and looked rather worried.
"What do you think," Musa replied, trying to laugh but she couldn't.
"We'll make it," Riven assured her and came towards her to take her into his arms. Musa let herself sink into his embrace.
"When did you turn into an optimist?" she asked against his chest.
"Since I've got a daughter, I guess," he answered with a small smile. "Tune has introduced me the beautiful side of life."
Musa looked at him, and when she saw his concerned look, she realized she had tears in her eyes.
Riven bent forwards to kiss away the fallen tears, which made Musa laugh.
"You'd do anything to make me feel better, wouldn't you?" she asked smiling.
"Everything," he replied, and then he put his lips on hers.
The kiss was soft and gentle, but Musa could feel the desire within it; a desire that hadn't been there before. As Riven began to kiss along Musa's neck and Musa couldn't help but moan, she realized that they were not just possessed by lust and love, but also by fear. Fear to lose the other, forever.
Suddenly, Musa couldn't take it anymore, she needed Riven, forever close to her, like nothing else existed. She broke the kiss to take off Riven's shirt. He seemed to realize how much she needed him, and it didn't take long until the both lay on the bed, naked and intertwined.
Afterward, Riven stayed on top of Musa for a short while until her rolled over and took her with him, so she could put her head in his chest.
The both stayed silent as Musa drew along the scars on Riven's chest, which made him both moan and laugh.
"I love you," Musa said after a while, and Riven replied quietly, "I love you too."
Then it seemed as if everything had already been said, and slowly Musa went asleep while listening to the melody of Riven's heartbeat which she hoped would never go silent.