POLL:In your review, tell me what your favorite fic from the series is so far. I'll tell you mine in the next update. :3
A/N: And now we're back to Reid and Tyler. :D
StoicCrying: The video is amazingly funny. It's called "Monopoly Madness". :D
0EMMA BLACK0: I love Dr. Who. It's one of my favorite shows. Apparently I'm a bit of a creep 'cos I live in the US and favor shows from the UK. -eyeroll- lol
CoverGirlxx: I understand what you mean. I'm just trying to stretch my creative wings, you know? I'm trying to work without a muse too. -_-' Usually the way my muse works is by taking something mundane and turning it into something awesome. Not lately. This is the first peice I've written in a bit that actually flowed on its own as opposed to being pushed and pulled to work.
beginningxofxthexend: Yes, Chase can be human, lol. And I kinda like the idea that Tyler's confidence in himself would be his downfall, even if it was something as simple as Tekken. Or strip Tekken, as the case may be. As for Ryan...I borrowed the nickname from a friend of mine who currently resides in Northern Ireland, and the personality was a combination of people I know. And don't worry about eloquence. I have insomnia, so I know what it's like to go on a bender with no sleep. To be honest, most of my earlier work was done in the wee hours of the morning 'cos I have problems sleeping, lol.
Reid walked through the tall grass that made up the field behind the sprawling Simms Manor. It was just far enough past sunset for the stars to start showing up. The moon was full and bright from it's position low in the sky, lending the tall grass a silvery tint to contrast the brilliant yellow of the fireflies trying to escape Reid's intrusion. His eyes scanned the grass and he smiled when he saw a gap in the tall grass. He continued walking towards the gap and smiled down at Tyler who was staring up at the stars. Reid laid down next to Tyler, putting his hands under his head. Tyler rested his head on Reid's chest and Reid wrapped an arm around the younger boy. They stared up at the stars, their eyes tracing the familiar lines of the constellations.
An owl suddenly swooped low, streaking across the darkened sky, heading towards whatever prey was lurking in the grass not far from Reid and Tyler's feet. There was a sudden explosion of fireflies, trying to get out of the way. The owl took to the sky once more, talons holding a large rat. Reid and Tyler didn't notice. They watched the fireflies flicker at one another, communicating in their bio-luminescent Morse code. The fireflies danced upwards, blinking on and off and pushing themselves into the lines of the constellations.
The moon rose slightly higher in the sky and Tyler sighed softly. He was relaxed and content and in the arms of his lover. Reid knew what Tyler was thinking, or wasn't thinking, seeing as how there was no need for organized thought, and he pulled the brunette a little closer to him. They were sitting on the lap of the summertime gods and they were surrounded by the best the world could offer them. There was nothing they needed except what they had. Reid had the impression that if the world were to explode at that moment, it wouldn't matter because he wold still have Tyler, the stars, the fireflies, the perfect moments.
They laid still, basking in the moonlight, lounging amongst the fireflies, and reveling in the presence of their beloved. The night life soon grew used to their presence, their whispering breaths and still bodies, and they grew a bit more bold. Reid and Tyler found themselves being serenaded by crickets on grass stalks near enough to bee seen clearly in the silvery-blue moonlight. They saw the fireflies meet each other on the grassy stalks, winking at each other in a code as old as the species. Tyler knew what they were saying. It was nothing that could ever be translated into words. It was everything that it could ever be. It was every sonnet, every love song, every play and movie about finding your perfect match. It was a promise that they were the one and the perfect assurance that they were being honest. It was a siren song, one that sang to the heart and not the ears, one that pulled you in with words that no one could ever repeat, but everyone longed to hear.
Reid looked over at Tyler and Tyler looked up at Reid. Everything they were rushed across the connection between them, every fear, every doubt, every joy, everything. The stars reflected in Tyler's eyes and the fireflies reflected in Reid's, they stared at eachother. Tyler knew that if the world were to stop turning, he wouldn't care, because he'd have Reid, the stars, the fireflies, the perfect moments.
When the nighttime serenade finally ended, the band of crickets ending their chirps and the dancing fireflies doused their lights to get some rest, the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon. Reid slowly stood, giving Tyler a hand up.
Reid walked through the tall grass that made the field that lay behind the sprawling Simms Manor, the delicate dawn sunbeams brushing his back, Tyler's hand in his, towards the empty mansion where they could catch up on sleep before their next dance with the lightning bugs.