Return of the Angels
Her innocence caught him off guard at the moment. Someone so dangerous, so powerful and a brilliant leader looked nothing more than a vulnerable girl who was unable to tell an embarrassing secret about herself. Her eyes had closed off to all that was around her, her golden blonde hair seemed to emit a gentle glow, breaking through this darkness that was casted around them. The torch she held had been placed into the holster on the wall, lighting the room dimly. He could still make out her beautiful features through a light so small.
He could tell that she was avoiding telling him on something, but he definitely doubted it was her feelings towards him. Of that subject, he hadn't a clue on what she felt. Her heart was just as mysterious as the rest of her. But she was so breathtakingly beautiful that he didn't care how much she kept to herself, as long as he could always remain by her side. Feeling this closeness to her right now was a comforting feeling in his heart despite her troubled one. Although talking to her when he was a prisoner, her prisoner, it still felt so right to him to be beside her.
He hated to see her so troubled, with a look so dismal that it could make sadness settled within a heart beat into one's heart. Whatever she was hiding, he'd prefer to hear her talk about it, instead of keeping it tucked in within herself and causing such distress to show clearly on her face. It didn't suit her, he thought to himself. She looked so much better smiling, appearing happier and brighter than the sun and the moon. Day or night, she deserved nothing but happiness. Not where she was going to go into battle any day now.
"I wish you'd talk about your problems instead of hiding them," he finally spoke, causing her to look at him with wide shocked eyes.
Her features altered into a small smile, but it wasn't big or bright enough to reach those drowning eyes of hers. "And you want me to talk them out with you?" she teased, although he could easily see through it to her deep sadness within.
"If it helps to get it off your chest…" he replies, startling her yet again. He had changed so much towards her that she couldn't begin to comprehend what was happening between them now. Normally they could never have a conversation like this without either one of them flipping off the handle at the other.
She shook her head. "I don't want others involved…" she stands up and goes to walk out, when he stood up and grabbed her wrist, stopping her from moving any further. She looked back at him; her deep blue eyes sparkled with tears at the corners. She was pained with something so difficult she couldn't bear it alone. Not once has he seen tears within her eyes, and it was so distressing that he felt something within his heart nearly snap. Without knowing what he was doing, he pulled her into his embrace, hugging her tightly to him. Consoling her within the only knowledge he knew how to. It was still difficult for him; he wasn't used to such contact with anyone before.
Once her silent tears stopped, she gently pulled herself away and faced him, eye to eye. "Why are you doing this, Raven?"
"Haven't you ever stopped to consider others feelings for you?" he questions in a soft voice, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. She still looked at him confused. She wasn't sure where he was going with this. "You can hold it all in as much as you want, but you can't hide it from those that love you forever."
"If I get them involved, I could lose them forever, and I can't handle that," she said, her voice straining as tears threatened to break through again.
"What if we lose you?" her eyes slightly widened. "What if we can't handle that?"
"Raven…I-I don't know…" and she truly didn't. He could see the honesty within her eyes, at the way the words formed on her lips, at the way she tightly held his hand, trying to get him to understand that she had no choice but to bear this burden alone. Something within the way she seemed to want to stretch out to him made him come to understand that she was feeling the same way as him. But yet, as they stand there, talking and looking at each other, they were getting further and further away from ever telling it to the other. He knew she loved him, but was it possible that she didn't know he loved her?
"Celine…" he brushed her hair out of her face again, gently hushing her to calm down. She was panicking, her heart beating faster and faster, all because of the negative possibilities she was seeing as the demons arrived. "We'll fight them together," he said, but she didn't seem to have heard him. He grabbed her face between his hands, forcing her to look at him in the eye. "We'll fight them together, okay?" he searched her eyes for any clue if she was fighting the decision to involve then, and he was able to see it. But something must have snapped and finally allowed her to accept the help.
She nodded her head slightly, barely noticeable if he hadn't felt it with his hands that still remained cupping her face. "Alright, Raven, you win this time." She was slightly breathless, as if she had run a marathon. A question had been plaguing her and he could see the fight within her eyes on whether or not to ask it. "Why are you down here again?"
He smiled, couldn't help but to laugh afterwards. She looked offended, insulted, as she placed her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed in fury. He calmed, but only slightly as he still had to control his laughter. "Sorry, it was kind of irresistible." Her eyes turned into a glare, demanding an answer. "After all that I've done since I've come back, do you really think they wouldn't throw me back in here?"
Innocence took complete control of her entirely again. "Well…no… You helped us, well tried to help, and they should have allowed you to walk freely around the base, but not outside."
"So I'm still to be a prisoner of the Guardian Force?"
"Of course, you're not forgiven that much to be allowed to go free completely," she says as if he actually thought her stupid.
"There's always a catch with you," he said with laughter on his voice. "You may give a fair trial in the end, but you always have a catch."
She nodded, proudly, her eyes beaming with pride. "I wouldn't be me if I didn't."
"It's one of the many things that I love about you," he said before he cupped her face and kissed her.
Celine couldn't exactly compute on what was happening even after Raven had pulled back with only an inch distance between their mouths. Her eyes were wide with shock, her lips slightly parted from the kiss, and her heart was beating thunderously against her chest. Those violet eyes were warm with love, his features were soft with it too, and his hands were gentle against her face. She lifted a hand to her mouth innocently, gingerly touching them, before she looked back up at Raven, still in shock from what he had done.
He placed his forehead against hers and heat rose in her body and it took all her self control to shove it back down before it turned her cheeks into a brilliant red mess. His hands moved from her face and held her elbows as her hands rested at the crease of his arms. Their eyes remained locked and she was searching his eyes, wondering if any of this was an act that might throw her off guard so he could escape. Instead she found no trickery of such within, just complete and undying love that stroked through her being like a wild flame.
"I've been a complete ass before…" he said, his breath slightly uneven.
A smile broke across her features and a small, but cute laugh, came through. "You think?"
"Do you think I can make up for it?" sincerity had dissolved her resolve of fighting this and she nodded. A smile broke across his features, gratefulness shining deeply within his eyes, but his love for her outshone it like the sun outshining the stars. He placed a hand on her hip and bent closer to her, teasing her by going slowly making her went to tiptoe and force their lips together, but he slammed his lips onto hers before the thought could enter her head again. All thoughts dissolved from her brain and all she could think about was him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body against his, forcing the kiss to go even deeper. Raven stole the chance before it was too late and shoved his tongue inside of her mouth, exploring every inch he could find. Her eyes had closed, taking his tongue into his mouth and allowing the fire within her to slowly start to evolve into something more hot and vicious with need. She broke away, breathing heavily, before something permanent could happen. Raven, although flustered with desire, understood that it was definitely not the time and place to be going further. She was still recovering from something that made his blood boil in agonising hatred.
"I'm sure I don't need to prove how much I love you, right?" he asks, watching as Celine collected herself together.
She blinked her beautiful eyes at him, red stained her cheeks and a smile graced her lips. It was a smile that was demonic as it tempted him to kiss them again. She slowly placed her arms on his shoulders, connecting her hands together at the back, looking as if she was going to dance with him. "It's not just about kisses to prove one's love, Raven."
"Sex?" she laughs at him and shakes her head.
"It's also about telling them as well. Regular females would become very distressed if they aren't told."
"You're not a regular female, Celine," he said smiling devilishly.
"No, I'm most certainly not." She said happily. "I'm also your boss!" she grinned and moved her lips to his ear. "So you best be a good boy and you won't be punished."
A shiver passed down his spine in a good tingly way. She was pressed against him so she immediately felt it when it poked at her. She raised an eyebrow at him and laughed when his cheeks turned the darkest of reds. "If you're not careful, I'll be switching the roles." His voice was serious she realised and she stepped back away from him, a smirk playing at her lips. He understood a challenge when he saw one and she was definitely challenging. She was gorgeous, too gorgeous that kissing her again was nearly irresistible. But she had announced a silent challenge and he was definitely going to win it.
She walked out the cell and stood before him, the bars separating them. Her smile had faded from happiness to one collected with sadness. He walked over to the bars, his arms going through the gaps and cupping her face. He made her look at him and he smiled a soft but sad smile at her. They knew he had to remain in the cell and she was going to do everything she could to get him out of there. He no longer deserved to be in a cell, well he did, but he didn't at the same time. Van has been speaking with him recently, which also means that he has forgiven him as well.
"I'll be back, Raven, and I'll make sure something is done about this." She smiled at him, although he didn't care as long as he could be with her.
"Don't be away for too long," he said to her as if he was whispering.
She kissed his hand, her other hand locking the cell, and they shared a sad goodbye before she walked back through the dark tunnel, torch left within the cell so Raven could see until she had disappeared into the darkness. He was already missing her, his heart longed for her, his ears wanted to hear her voice again. But his mind and lips remembered the feel of her lips against his. He could wait, for as long as it took until she's back in his arms again.