6
Music of the Night
"Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs, and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses…
Giroro almost had to catch his breath. His voice was just as good as it used to be- if not better. He let his clear baritone float out of him, letting the music come naturally. He was vaguely aware of the soft sigh Natsumi emitted, urging him to continue singing.
He floated through the song with ease, letting each note resound and, seemingly, penetrate Natsumi's soul. He eventually found the courage to pull her close to him, continuing to sing as he held her in his arms.
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, in this darkness that you know you cannot find…
The darkness of the music of the night…
Let your mind start to journey to a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before…
How ironic, Giroro thought at that line. Technically, that was what had happened with both him and Natsumi- they had forgotten who they used to be. Finally, he reached the end of the song. He slowly spun Natsumi around until they were looking into each other's eyes.
You alone can make my song take flight… help me make the music of the night.
Giroro then pulled back slightly, taking a deep breath and searching Natsumi's expression anxiously. Natsumi let out a long, shuddering breath. Then, carefully, she asked,
"Giroro? Do you still… do you still love me? Even in this life."
Giroro exhaled. He wasn't going to back down. Not this time.
"Yes."