Written for Harvest Moon Meme.

He didn't understand why she'd gone the extra mile.

Why did they need an enormous blanket to lay upon, or a picnic basket filled with goodies that pertained specifically to his tastes? Why did they need to come all the way out here to see the sky when they could see it from the forest through the cracks in the trees?

Molly was strange enough to him as it was. She was the only one who would trek to the forest each day to see him, and the only one who knew how to turn his emotions into a train wreck simply by handing him a freshly picked Fugue Mushroom.

But he couldn't say no to it all, because she had asked the question so suddenly, without warning.

"Do you want to spend the Starry Night Festival with me?"

Wizard wasn't one who would do such activities, and most certainly would never spend his time being with other people if he ever decided to attend. He couldn't just say no to her, though, because there was something about her that made every fiber inside of him scream 'yes' in sync.

So he allowed himself to be pulled out of the house late that night, away from his books and his telescope.

He allowed her to spread the blanket, and to hand him a container of Strawberry Ice Cream, one of his most favorites, despite knowing that he most likely was not going to eat the majority of it. He attempted at least, to give her some pleasure in knowing he was thankful for her doing such a thing.

It wasn't until Molly was laying beside him as they stared at the stars, that he glanced over and noticed just how the moonlight was gracing her face, and something inside of him clicked. Something he knew was not supposed to be there.

Regardless, it was there.

His heart began to race, his skin felt clammy and strange. Why did these feelings come about when he saw her this way?

"Ah, look! A shooting star!" Molly broke the silence, pointing to the sky and letting her lips curl into that small smile that made Wizard's heartbeat grow faster by the second. "We have to make a wish now!" She grinned further, turning to look at him for a moment.

"A...wish...? A-Ah...I don't have...Anything to wish for, though..."

Was he lying to her? To himself?

Molly pouted before looking to the sky again, frowning. "I have something I want to wish for, but...I don't know if it will come true. I want it to happen right away..."

"I-I'm sure it could come true if you...If you wanted it to...That is..."

Pushing herself up from the blanket, Molly glanced down at Wizard's laying form. "...What if that wish has something to do with you?"

This made Wizard grow curious, sitting up to meet her. "T-That would...Depend on what it...Is...What do you want me...To do...?" He asked, blinking his heterochromic eyes at her before suddenly feeling his body being pulled forward. She was pulling him forward, and her lips were meeting his own.

Eyes widening, Wizard made not attempt to move back, forward, anywhere at all. What was he to do? He'd never been...He'd never felt...

Molly pulled herself away after only a few seconds, but it felt like years to Wizard. She stared at him for a long moment before turning her body away, a hand over her face. "T-That was...I'm sorry! It was so sudden, I shouldn't have just..."

"...No...It..." Wizard found himself talking before he even had time to think. "It was...It felt...Good...I think...?"

Both paused and allowed what just occurred to sink in before Molly turned herself around to look at Wizard. She couldn't but laugh at the utterly perplexed expression on his face. She probably wore that same look herself only moments ago.

"Do you want me to kiss you again?"

He opened his mouth, then closed it. He didn't have to say yes or no, because judging from his dazed expression, he was dealing with emotions he'd never felt before. It was understandable, she thought. He had, after all, cast himself away from other people for so long. He wouldn't understand 'love' as easily as the other males she knew.

It didn't matter to her, she thought as she leaned in and again captured his lips as they sat beneath the star-filled sky.

Maybe after they left, after the kissing, after she gave it a few days to fully sink in to his mind...

Maybe then he'd see exactly why she'd gone that extra mile.