The Celebration
Mr.Who2123: Alright! From my quickest reviewer, Alaia, I will make him go! (Sorry to spoil it!)
Kratos: Why do you spoil everything?
Mr.Who2123: (ignores) Disclaimers! Come, Zelos!
Zelos: Hey, my beautiful hunnie!
Mr.Who2123: I hate you. Just like Regal. (Points to Regal who is twitching on the floor)
Zelos: So, you're a very creative hunnie!
(Zelos hugs Mr.Who2123, who gets pissed off major)
Mr.Who2123: watch it. (Pulls out a gun) unless you want to end up like Twitchy over there.
Regal: Mommy…ice cream…
Mr.Who2123: Besides, I'm engaged to Kratos!
Zelos: Gr, Kratos! You steal my hunnies!
Kratos: I'm not engaged to her, I'm married to Anna.
(Anna comes up and hugs Kratos)
(Mr. Who shoots Anna)
Mr.Who2123: And now you're engaged to me!
Kratos: No! (Starts crying)
Zelos: Hahahaha!
Mr.Who2123: It was for the best, Kratos.
(Kratos pulls out Last Fencer, and stabs Mr.Who2123 through the heart)
Mr.Who2123: Hey! That hurt!
Kratos: You're not dead?
Zelos: My hunny is invincible!
(Kratos backs away, and runs)
Mr.Who2123: Alright, Zelos. I'll give you a hug if you do disclaimers. I need to catch Kratos, though.
Zelos: Mr.Who2123 does not own Tales of Symphonia, but if she did, she'd make my hair short! Mr. Who! My hair is pretty! Well, let's worry later! It's time for my hug!
(They hug)
Mr.Who2123: We're starting. Time to catch Kratos…
It was only an hour until the celebration. Anna had her long Azure dress on, and was watching it shimmer. She had matching heels to go with it, and looked very elegant.
Anna left Kratos not too long ago, giving up on his impossible attitude. She really wanted him to go, not as a date, but as a friend. Surely Kratos would understand that at least.
Anna put her hair up in a loose bun, her chocolate hair sticking almost all the way up. She watched herself in the mirror as she put on an earring, and touched it to make it dangle. Anna was about to leave when she heard a knock. She rolled her eyes. It was probably Kratos, who would grab his sword to train or something 4000 year olds do. Well she didn't care. Anna walked through the room, and threw the door open.
There was Kratos, but not in his normal outfit. He wore a dark, almost black tuxedo, with no tie. He had his arms folded, and almost had a smirk on his face.
"Kratos!" exclaimed Anna as she gave him a friendly hug. "Thanks, but…why?" she asked as she let him through. Kratos sighed.
"Well, I didn't want to leave you by yourself, you'd have no fun," he said as he smiled. Anna beamed back.
"We still have an hour. What do you want to do?" Anna asked as she put her other earring on with higher spirits than before.
"Well, I was going to walk along the pier. Care to join?" he asked as he sat on one of the guest beds. Anna nodded, and walked with Kratos out of the room.
As they walked along the pier in silence, the friends could hear the waves splashing against the rocks on the beach. There were boats everywhere, but none moved at all due to the celebration. Anna was content, she held onto Kratos' arm as they strode along the wooden floor of the pier.
Kratos was looking ahead, his face slightly brighter than the usual scowl. He hadn't felt this way since he and his old companions traveled all of Symphonia. Kratos actually felt happy for the first time in a long time.
While Anna and Kratos were walking back to the city, a large bell started ringing.
"Oh! That means the celebration is starting!" Anna exclaimed as she pulled Kratos along with her to the government building. Men and women of all sizes and ages were crowded around the building and ready to have a great time. Anna and Kratos joined the mob as they slowly entered the building.
Balloons and decorations covered the once simple government building into a great dance place. Couples were already dancing on the dance floor, and others were eating. At the end of the building was General Door with his wife. They smiled broadly as they greeted their guests.
Anna jumped with glee.
"Kratos, let's get some drinks!" she said as she led him to the food tables. They sat and drank their drinks in awkward silence. It was bad enough for Kratos going, but having to spend it with Anna was what made him nearly decline her plea.
Dorr walked up to Kratos and shook his hand.
"Congratulations," he said as he made a small smile. Door smiled back. "I'm Kratos, and this is-"
"I'm Anna. We're engaged right now," she said as she also shook Dorr's hand. Kratos turned to Anna for a brief moment, then back to the general.
"Sorry," he apologized. What was up with that crazy girl?
"It's alright," Dorr replied. "I remembered when I was engaged to my Clara." Dorr hugged his wife.
"Be seeing you, Kratos!" he called as he and Clara left. Kratos turned on Anna.
"What was that lie for?" he asked with his arms folded and an eyebrow raised. Anna stifled a laugh.
"I don't want to tell him you're a mercenary. We sound, well, like wanted people," she replied.
"We don't sound like wanted people," Kratos replied confused, but remained calm. What was in her mind?
"Think about it. They would ask why I have a mercenary, and might suspect that I'm wanted! Posters are everywhere!" she brought her voice higher, but not in a yell.
"Why would Door turn you in? He fights the Desians, not sides with them," he said.
"Well, I just wanted to say were engaged because of what I just said, and because I don't want random men asking to dance!" she laughed. Kratos rolled his eyes.
"So you expect me to dance with you?" he asked, but knew well enough she would say yes.
"Of course, silly!" she said. His prediction was right. Just then, the song finished, and slow one came on.
Oh, great, Kratos thought sarcastically. Kratos and Anna walked on the dance floor, and put there arms on the right places: Anna had one arm around Kratos' back while she held his left hand, and Kratos had his arm around her waist, and had his hand in hers. The two stepped in cooperation, and to Kratos' pleasure, didn't step on each other's feet.
Kratos and Anna moved to the beat, but slightly slower due to Kratos' lack of remembering how to dance. As they moved across the floor, Kratos wondered how Anna danced so gracefully, and decided to ask.
"Well, I used to take lessons," she replied softly when Kratos asked. Anna was holding tight, she didn't want to let go. She wanted the song to last forever, and stay in Kratos' arms.
Kratos wasn't enjoying the moment just as much, but he wasn't annoyed at all. The dancing flooded his mind with memories he had almost forgotten, thinking about them in content. Before the two knew it, they had sped up to the beat of the song, and maybe even faster.
They stared at each other with happiness until the song ended. Reluctantly, Anna let go of Kratos and walked over to the food table for some food. Typical for Anna, he thought. Kratos had enjoyed the dance with Anna and walked over to her.
"Hey," he said as she was grabbing some mashed potato. She jumped when she heard him, and flung the potato out of the spoon. I flew high in the air, the splattered on top of Kratos' messy hair.
"Oops! Sorry Kratos!" she apologized, but she was laughing. Kratos felt the food in his hair, and pulled it out.
"Anna, please don't do that," he said irritably as he flung the food into a trashcan. Anna handed him a napkin, and he wiped the remaining bits off his hair.
"Are you hungry, Kratos?" she asked when she finished gathering a large helping of rolls on her plate. Kratos shook his head and grabbed a glass of water. He walked over to a small table, and waited for Anna to gather her food.
He thought about the dance only minutes ago. He felt strange, almost warm, when he danced with Anna, like all his old emotions were flooding back to him, but how? Wouldn't they of come back before he met Anna?
"Kratos? Are you okay? You looked really solemn," Anna said as she placed a plate of food on the table. Kratos nodded, and then took a drink of the water while Anna dug into her food. Either she was hungry, or an animal. Kratos guessed it was the first, as he watched Anna obliterate her food. Kratos sighed, and continued his thinking, only to be interrupted.
"…ain? You want to dance again?" Anna began to ask, and Kratos' thoughts dispersed again.
"Sure," he replied as he took another sip of his beverage. Anna practically pulled him out of his chair, and into another slow song.
"You seem to like dancing," he said as they began to dance to another slow song. The feeling Anna had returned. She was completely happy.
"Yeah. You're a really good dancer. It makes dancing fun," she replied cheerfully. Kratos smiled. He knew it wasn't true. He had to keep focused to not step on Anna's feet. Too soon for the two, the song ended, and Kratos and Anna still clutched each other. They gazed into each other's faces until they realized what they were doing.
Immediately, they broke apart, flushed and facing away from each other. Anna scratched the back of her head, and then made an excuse to go to the bathroom. Quickly, she headed for the door, and went straight to the sink with a mirror in front of it. She stared longingly at her reflection, not understanding what was going on. She couldn't like that old loser, not in a million years. Anna sighed, and then straightened her hair as she thought of Kratos.
Kratos was leaning against a table, thinking as well. Anna had unleashed some of his emotions, but why? She was just a host body, whom Kvar would catch soon. The Desians would never stop looking for her, and if Kratos stayed with her, she would be in more danger.
Suddenly, a young blonde woman with an expensive dress walked up to Kratos.
"Hey, boy. Want to dance?" she asked. Kratos could smell the alcohol in her breath, and politely declined. The woman swore as she stumbled away, yelling that she was too pretty to be without a boy. Kratos shook his head in amusement, and then decided to go out to the small backyard just out the door.
Kratos leaned against the fence and breathed in, and held his breath for only a second before exhaling. He felt the breeze gently push the flaps of his collars in the direction of the wind. He closed his eyes, and before he knew it, he felt someone stand next to him.
"Hey, Kratos," Anna said softly. They were both embarrassed by the delicate situation, and a conversation was slightly awkward between the two, alone. "Let's go back to the inn, I'm tired," Anna suggested. She wanted to think, and go to bed. Kratos nodded, and began to walk her back to the inn, both tired from the events.
Anna barely changed before falling asleep with no covers on her. She snored loudly as Kratos got changed as well. He folded his clothes, and decided to sell them in the morning. Kratos sat on his bed, and waited for morning to come.
Mr.Who2123: Emotion! EMOTION! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, and if anyone who had written a Kranna fanfic with a dance scene was wondering, I did NOT steal your ideas. I know some of you have similar ideas, but I didn't steal your ideas I promise.
Kratos: You made your point.
Mr.Who2123: You're back! (hugs Kratos)
Kratos: Let's be…friends, not engaged. (For Pete's sakes You are crazy!)
Mr.Who2123: Okay.
Zelos: So, that means you're mine, you beautiful hunny!
Mr.Who2123: Don't push your luck, you idiot chosen. (holds gun)
Zelos: Sheesh. Review so I can give all my reviewing hunnies a hug!
Mr.Who2123 & Kratos: Man, that sucks for the reviewers…