Life is a road that I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road, now and forever
Wonderful Journey

I'll be there when the world stops turning
I'll be there when the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you

Life is a road that I wanna keep going
Love is a river a wanna keep flowing on…
Starting out on a Journey

--At the Beginning, from the movie Anastasia

Sora took a deep breath, his eyes flickering closed. His body shivered slightly at the cool night air touched his bare chest. He curled closer around his lover, taking their form into his arms. After all that had come to be. After all that he'd done to them, he was amazed they wished to share this with him.

He didn't deserve this. Not after the betrayal and so much more. Not after leaving them for so long.

"I love you, Sora," they whispered, sleepily. A gentle hand held his own that lay wrapped around their waist. For a moment, all that was heard was the sounds of night drifting through to the lovers. A symphony of crickets played their soft ballad while the bullfrogs gave their baritone opera. A lone wolf's sad lamenting sailed over the sounds of the natural music, echoing in the woodwind breeze. The beautiful combination of sounds left Sora with a strangely empty feeling in his stomach.

Alone, the wolf sounded so sad, but with the entire orchestra, it created a stirring melody. However, it still seemed so completely melancholy. It was as if it were mourning for something it had not even lost. Sora stared down at the figure in his arms. Should he be doing the same?

There was a long sigh from his lover, who rolled over to face him. Those eyes… They were far more awake now, which surprised Sora. They had been so sleepy just a few minutes ago. Time was traveling differently now, however. Sora guessed that he could have been listening to the songs of the night for hours but it only felt like minutes. "Do you love me too? Or are you still unsure?" they challenged him with biting words, even though they were spoken in a whisper.

It brought Sora crashing down to the cold reality that what he'd just done was not just something two people who love each other did. He'd done it to try and make peace, to bring them closer so they wouldn't fall apart before all hope was lost.

Sora shook his head, hoping that his lover did not see the tears in his eyes as he moved closer, lying down so it was hard to see where one face ended and the other began before kissing their brow. Small beads of sweat still stained their hairline.

As he did this, Sora suddenly was struck with the feeling he no longer knew who was in his arms. And more strangely, that it did not matter who it was.

"Of course I love you."