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Dancing in the Dark
They were like dancing in the dark: They always kept on dancing, although they knew the consequences of dancing in the dark, that they might fall, trip on each other's foot or any other obstacles that might be in the room. At first they were very careful – they took cautious, slow steps, afraid of stepping on each other's feet. Little by little they were taken into the dance, forgetting all else around them. When they were too absorbed in the dance, their moves and speed uncontrollable as the music took over them, they would trip and fall, but only to get up and resume their dance. There were never any moments when they stopped, not even when they're tired, only when they fell, but they always stood up and danced as if the fall never happened. Their dance was brave and bold, as if nothing could stop them, as if nothing could part them. Their dance was swift and quick, almost not able to be enjoyed. They danced as if they were fated to be.
If he were asked, he would say it all started since he knew the title "Fuhrer". He would tell you his dream to be the Fuhrer since childhood: how he always proclaimed to his mother and sisters about his ambition and how he always told them he would join the military when he grew up. He would say that the military wasn't what he'd always thought, that it did not (always) protect the people. He would say that his interest in alchemy supported and was supported by this particular ambition of his. He would say that at first he was indeed scared, especially during and after the Ishbal War. But slowly he became accustomed to it, and though he still didn't liked it, became used to burning and the smell of burning flesh. He would proudly declare his ambition once more time, but would never say of his fears – especially his fear of dragging his aide, number one subordinate and partner wherever he went.
If she were asked, she would say it all started since he told her all his 'foolish' (as he had said) ambition. It was then she had sworn to protect and secure that ambition, to make sure that the dream would be reached. She would say that she had thought and still thought it was a beautiful dream, because the country had always been corrupt, and she would like to help in changing it, too. She, too, since she was young, had known that the country had always been at war since Fuhrer King Bradley reigned. She would say that she had known nothing about politics, but had known at that time that there must be something wrong with a country if it always had war. She did not want to see more suffering, so she vowed herself to obey and remain loyal to that beautiful dream of his. That was why she vowed to protect him, so that the beautiful dream could be achieved. She too, like him, would never speak of her fears, of him constantly being in danger.
For short, all else was forgotten when they were working on that dream.
It was like dancing in the dark at will. They both knew it was dangerous, risky, not without consequences. They knew they might or might not gain something at the end. They knew that they could not be certain if the light would come. But they still did it all the same. They danced and danced and danced as if they would get a gold medal at the end. They did not decrease their speed just because it was dark – they even felt like increasing their speed to end their dance that might have been endless.
Like their planned coup – they knew it had high risks, but they still did it all the same. They knew it was one only way to change the country. They knew they were facing the immortals, the might-be-unbeatable's, but it didn't make them back down. It made them more thrilled, excited in a non-exciting sort of way, to get it done so their ambition could be reached, so that the country could see a beautiful future. They would never know what would come and meet them next, but they kept on pushing forward. They did it at will, but it was the only way. They did not want to see more suffering, more hungry stomachs, more wars. They wanted to be able to protect the ones valuable to them.
All the things they did were risky, but none of them were willing to quit: like dancing in the dark.
A/n: I honestly do not know how and why I wrote this. I mean, why as in why the story ran that way. I was listening to the song, typing the first paragraph and... it ran on its own. I had a difficult time depicting the 'happier' part of the song, that's why the 'happier' note might not seem to be there at all...
Anyway, if someone has listened to number 4 or wants to listen it in advance... Can I have suggestions on what theme I should do on it? I cannot really get a theme or a feeling out of it and distinguish it from number 5 and 6, in my opinion, all three are rather alike, for some reasons.
And last but not least... Review please! Reviews make me go around jumping when no one sees me, and I mean it!