Title: Godspeed
Author/Artist: sailorraspberry
Medium: Fanfic
Theme: Angel by Sarah McLachlan
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
In the arms of an angel,
Fly away from here;
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie,
You're in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here.
It was past midnight, and she had nothing but the glow of the moon to light her path. The towers of the planet's kingdom rose, hauntingly, towards the sky, scraping the heavens with its spires.
Venus stopped at the foot of the castle, staring, unblinkingly, up at his room. Then, when she could bare the wait no longer, she found her grip and began to climb.
She was tired, damp, and panting by the time she crawled over the edge and stole into his room.
He was hunched over his desk, hair askew and eyelids dark. Her heart trembled a bit at the sight of him.
"Kunzite," she whispered, barely, and took a step forward. He glanced up at her, fingers toying with the edge of his document. Surprise was evident on his face.
"Venus," he said, plainly, normally, loudly. "What are you doing here?"
She shushed him, listening inventively to the silence that then engulfed them. "Please," she made her way over to him without a sound. "Nobody can know I'm here. Things, they're getting tighter between our kingdoms."
"I know." He scratched at the crown of his head. "I was hoping you'd stay on the moon. If you were caught..."
She clenched her jaw, told herself to stay calm. Stay relaxed. Stay strong.
"Kunzite," she grabbed a hand and held it fiercely, "I need you to listen to me. Please."
He nodded, pushing his things out of the way. She was trembling.
"I... I think we should run away." Her voice refused to stay steady. "We can run away and... And we can escape this mess. Just you and me and nothing else."
Kunzite furrowed his eyebrows. "Venus."
She closed her eyes, felt her chin quiver.
"We can't. You know we can't. It's against everything we've sworn to our highnesses. This isn't a dream. This is reality."
"I don't care." She gripped his hand tighter. "I don't care anymore."
"Venus." His tone made her shoulders tense. "There's nothing we can do to stop this. It's inevitable."
"No," her voice broke. "It's not. We can prevent this, Kunzite. We can stop it."
"I was asked to gather more forces. More cavalry."
She shook her head, slipped to her knees in front of him. "Kunzite," she sobbed, clenching her hands in his lap. "No. Don't do this. Please don't do this."
A strong, gentle hand on the back of her neck forced her to turn watery eyes up to his face. "I've fallen in love with you, Venus."
Something caught in the back of her throat, and she was scared to look into his eyes. But she couldn't look away.
"Sometimes, love isn't enough."
She broke, cracked right down the middle, felt the pain, the betrayal, the bruised heart.
"Why?" Was all she could muster. "Why us?"
Why him? Why her? Why them?
She knew the answer. Because the love they shared, the endless, pure, eternal love, could never be.
But she wasn't willing to admit it.
Kunzite frowned hard, heard her broken, wretched cries, and gathered her tight against his chest. He buried his head into the crook of her neck and prayed.
He knew nothing could be done to help them.
Only the heavens could save them now.