Day 3 - Moonlight

Turned into sunset rather than moonlight, whoops.

"Hey, we should be getting back..." Leonardo murmured, shifting under the weight of the firewood he and Edward were carrying. The latter, however, insisted that they see the sunset and moon rise before they get back, eyes shining in excitement.

"I heard there's going to be a full moon tonight, and I don't want to miss it! Also, it won't be long before that happens." he chirped, pointing towards the horizon, where the sun had already began setting and was dying the clouds a soft pink. "Because hey, a few minutes won't make too much of a difference, right?" A sigh was heard from the blond archer as he shifted again. A rather irritating branch had been poking him in the arm for a while now, and he wanted to be allowed to drop the pile at camp and relieve his arms. Not that he lacked arm strength, it was just incredibly uncomfortable and his legs were getting tired. But spending time with Edward like this wasn't to be wasted, and how was he to say no to that expression? He was torn.

"I don't know about a few minutes, but the differences between night and evening are quite drastic. I'm not sure we should risk it. And we really need to bring this firewood back..." he replied, looking back and forth between his companion and the sunset. Although he had to admit that the sunset did, in fact, look amazing. There was no denying that.

Edward only pouted in return, before grabbing the other's hand, causing him to drop the firewood he was holding and yelp in surprise. "Oh come on, you need to loosen up at some point." he replied, before dragging a halfheartedly protesting Leonardo along with him to a nearby clearing. "Not that anyone would notice, right?"

"Well, since you've already dragged me here-" he grumbled, looking back at the sunset. Both of them lay down on the soft grass. Edward grinned, glad that his partner gave in.

But still, the sunset was mesmerizing. A myriad of colors dyed the sky, from a deep red to a navy color. The clouds were bathed in pink and orange, the horizon gleamed from the last sliver of sunlight. Soon, that too disappeared, replaced by the cool white of the moonlight.

"Wow..." Leonardo breathed, watching the first star light up, winking down at the two. Edward smiled broadly at the former.

"Make a wish? The first star out at night and all..."

"But isn't that just a children's fairy tale?"

"Trying wouldn't hurt."

The archer squinted up at the star, thinking. Before speaking up again. "Then you should wish for something too." The brunet merely laughed in response, leaning back and closing his eyes.

"Nah, I've already got what I want."

Leonardo raised an eyebrow in response. "What-? How?"

Edward held up a hand and wagged his finger. The blond quickly became suspicious of the grin on the brunet's face. "You still have to make your wish!" the trueblade sang.

"That isn't an answer!" The marksman muttered, elbowing him in the side, drawing out a wheeze-laugh in reply.

"Alright, alright." Edward sat up, leaned over and pecked Leonardo's forehead. "You coming here was enough for me." The blond flushed, exasperated and slightly flattered at the extremely cheesy answer. So much second-hand embarrassment. "Well, there goes my wish." he muttered, finally giving in and smiling.

"Hm?"

"More attention from you." Edward spluttered in surprise. Now that really was cheesy. But that was basically a summary of the two, from almost platonic to all lovey-dovey in a matter of moments.

"Come here, you." the brunet snickered, dragging Leonardo into his lap ignoring his not-really protest of 'Hey!'.

They stayed like that for a while.

Maybe a little too long.

And they might have forgotten to drag the firewood back when the two finally got up.

"Edward, Leonardo, where were you? And where's the firewood?"

"Oh."

"Crap."