Chapter 5- A time of Peace
"Nika? Nika are you alright?" Nima ran her fingers through Nika's hair as he rested his head on her lap. The nightmare was over…for now. To Nika it seemed like a nightmare, or something else. It had been like he was remembering something important.
"R…Rin?" He opened his eyes slightly to see only Nima's mahogany eyes staring into his.
"Who's Rin? Are you going to be ok? By the way: When did you lose your arm?"
"What? Oh…." Nika placed his hand over the missing limb's placement. Even He didn't remember when it was lost to him.
"I like your crescent moon." Nika looked away wondering if she had noticed anything else that would make him stand out. Although he didn't remember the moon ever being there.
"Moon?" It had never been there before. At least from memory stand point.
"Here on your forehead." She touched his forehead and traced the figure. It seemed familiar to her as well. It seemed like hours had passed and he was content with her just running her finger over the moon. It calmed him for some reason.
The sun was starting to set and crickets emerged tuning their song to the night. Clouds parted revealing a starry sky. In the mountains the city lights did little to blur the stars. Could such a night have been more perfect for two people? Maybe if they admitted feelings for each other. Nika stood up holding out his right hand for her to take. "Let's go…Nima."
Before anything could have spoken or given a noise Nima grabbed his hand jumping up and kissing him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and didn't stop as he held her with his lone arm. She felt right in his arm. Like she fit right in the crock of his arm just for her to sit there.
Before she let go of the kiss Nima felt his hair. The scent and feel were familiar as well. Was this meant to be? Or did she just think this? She couldn't tell. It was shorter than she thought it should have been, but still the same silver-light color. When she looked at his face head on she realized his moon was gone.
Nika looked into her eyes only seeing her and her beautiful face. Her black hair blew in the wind and made a raven's feather color to shame. She was stunning in the night as well as the day. It seemed that all was going to be well on this day. After dropping Nima off at her home, Nika took off towards his house. Sleeping on the deck seemed to relax him lately. The day was over, and another day came tomorrow with hope in his heart.
Nima lay in her bed thinking only of Nika. Had she really been so impulsive as to kiss this young man before she truly knew him? It was evident as she ran her finger across her lips reliving the sensation again and again. She wanted to be with him no matter the cost. Nima had stolen a little cloth from his car which she held with delicate hands as if it were glass. She smelled it slightly and it smelled like him. Her mouth became dry as she was embarrassed with herself over this matter. She was obsessed and she just realized it.