Medabots Fan Fiction ❯ Just Here ❯ Moon's the only witnes ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Moon's the Only Witness



The moonlight
Shines down interstellar beams
And the groove tonight
Is something more than you've ever seen


It's strange... everything seems so strange now.

I cannot explain it. It just feels this way. Something's missing... something... someone...?

Tonight's a celebration. Another year, another party... another moment alone... I'm sorrounded by people. Friends, comrades... faces I know, faces I recognize... faces I don't...

Strangers...

At the end... they're all strangers...

What am I to them... another face? Just someone else in the nameless crowd...?

A... friend...?

It's hard to know... I don't even know myself, I don't know anyone anymore... I just ended up alone... lost between the masses, between the faceless bodies dancing around me while I'm standing in the middle of it all... lost... so lost... so utterly, completely lost...

Always...

I'm always lost... always alone...



The stars and planets taking shape...



I begin to make my way through the dancing hundreds of bodies, looking for a way out. I have to get away, I can't stand this anymore.

I have to get away.

All this pretending, this charade I been living in for so long.

How many years have passed? How much time I've been having to keep pretending for them? I don't want to anymore. I can't keep doing it. I can't be my old, cheerful self when it was destroyed so long ago. I've seen so much. We have all seen so much, we've gone through so many things, but... am I the one that changed the most? Am I really that different now?

Why me?

Why only me?



A stolen kiss has come too late...



I look around, through the glass door of the balcony into the luxurious ballroom. High cealings, vaults, decorated with vivid paintings of seraphims and angels playing among violet and pink, golden clouds, birds and feathers. The tall glass doors that lead to several balconies are hidden behind sets of heavy curtaines of deep wine-red velvet. But the most eye-catching thing in the room it's the enormous chandelier, with it's intricate design and the innumerable pieces of cut glass that glint and sparkle like real diamonds whenever hit with stray beams of dim light.

Seeing myself between all this I can't help wonder why I'm in here. This isn't my place, I don't belong here, I never will...

What am I doing among this snobbish people that have the money and "privilege" of organize this kind of parties when I was raised in an almost medium class family?

What am I doing here pretending we're living four hundred years in the past?

And then I see a flash of amethyst eyes connecting with mine just for the briefest of seconds only to get lost among the crowd again. A smile comes to my lips then. The smallest of them, but's still the first since I stepped in here.

I remember now why I'm pretending for them, for all this faceless strangers. I'm pretending because he's pretending too. But the difference now it's that we both know the truth. Since that night in the stadium, since that first and bitterly sweet moment evrything changed. No one noticed it, it's curious. They were always capable of noticing the slightest disturbance in my behaviour but no one yet has figured it out.

So much has changed. Most of it for the worst I'm afraid to say.

But I found the bright side in all this. And I found it in the most unexpected way, too. In the most unexpected person. I surely wouldn't have even imagined it could come to what it is now. But I'm glad it happened this way. And I'm sure that if I could change it I wouldn't. Ever. Because after Kami knows how many hours of thinking I realized that this can be more. And I want to know where this path will lead us to. I don't care as long as I'm with him.

After some seconds (unbelievable long, as cliché as it sounds) I saw his amethyst eyes again, our eyes locked together and I smiled for him, earning a shy one from him.

Kami... I can't believe how shy he is. I always saw that arrogant, bratty side of him. The mask he used until he lost himself and sunk in depression. Then I knew he was someone else, someone I wanted to know because I wanted to help, but I didn't know what to say to this entirely different person. I went through a similar process. Mine as painful as his, but I suffered for different reasons. He was trying to find his true self... I was trying to hide mine...

I watched him, amused, while he tried to disentangle himself from the old lady that he was dancing with, sttutering a half-hearted apology and then trying to make his way through the dancing dozens of couples torwards me.

The little smirk in my lips melted into a smile when he finally managed to reach this side of the ballroom.

He carefully openned the door and stepped outside, careful to close the curtains, blocking my view of the inside, but hiding us from prying eyes as well. I felt more at ease when he did that, a little less obligued to use the mask I strongly grew to hate because I know I don't have to pretend with him, there's no need to hide from him becauese I know he wouldn't hurt me.

It's strange... no, more than strange... I have no words to describe it. It's as if this feeling was always here and I didn't noticed it. Or maybe I simply didn't want to aknowledge it. I know I'm faling in love with him... maybe I'm not far from loving him, and... somehow... I get the feeling it's the same with him...

My eyes start roaming all over him. I try to memorize every detail. He looks... beautiful... or should I say handsome? I don't know. It's something about him that I have found intriguing, fascinating. Maybe the ebony strands of straight hair framing his pale features, or the mysterious amethysts he has for eyes, or the melancholy in those shimmering jewels... I don't know...

There's something about him that I never noticed before. And it's that something that has captured my heart, my devotion. And I'm not sure I'll be capable of keep all this inside for long.

I'm falling...

I'm falling for you, Karakuchi Kouji...



In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on, carry on dancing In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on dancing...

*

I'm dancing... for how long I have, that I don't know. I only assisted to this damned ball because I could come with someone, so, of course, I invited him... he's the only one I want with me now.

I can't see him. And I'm trying, Kami knows I'm REALLY trying to be polite and listen to what the fat lady that's dancing with me is saying, but I couldn't care less!! I only want to find Ikki so I can shatter the mask of the porcelain doll and run away from all this hypocrisy.

I was immediately assaulted by squealing, annoying "fan" girls when we got here, and almost immediately we were separated. Now I'm dancing with this old lady whose name I don't even remember. I just want to be with Ikki... I don't want to pretend anymore... I don't need to pretend with him by my side. I don't care what others think, I forget the sadness and the pain and everything else when he's around. Funny how it took me so long to realize that.

I don't know how was that I ended up so attached to him, neither I care. I just know that this feeling exists, and I can no longer imagine myself without him...

Kami... When did I become such a sap?

But... I guess it doesn't really matter... I can't change the way I feel... I don't want to...



You're never safe 'till you see the dawn
When the clock strikes past midnight
The hope is gone
To move under...



I finally found him. He's outside, in one of the balconies. I wait until the song ends, and then I stammer an apology to the lady. I don't even know what I said to her, I just want to get out of here and be with him. I start to make my way through the sea of bodies dancing to the tune of a waltz. When younger, I often allowed myself to be told what to do, I always went with the flow without doubt. And now, I realize that I'm doing the exact opposite of what I was taught to do. Fighting against the current that the crowd follows. Just to be with him.

Just for him.

I finally managed to escape from the dancing floor and I stepped outside, closing the heavy curtaines to have a little privacy. Oh how I longed for a moment alone with him while I was being harrassed by those annoying girls. But now I'm standing in front of him, with his beautiful azure eyes on me, the most gentle of smiles on his lips and the moonlight bathing him. In my eyes, he was an Angel that got permission to visit earth for a day but with the condition of returning to Heaven before midnight. Just like Cinderella. And it was so hard for me in that moment not to think that this was just that. Something destined to end the minute the clock announced midnight with dreadful strokes. Something fictonal. That I was bound to wake any minute now, back in my cold room... completely alone.

But the time goes on and he's still there, and I'm still looking in his eyes, those deep, soulful midnight blue eyes. And never before that night I felt so happy to be in a boring aristocratic ball.

Never before I felt at ease with myself in this way...

Never before I thought I'd fell for someone like him... for HIM...



In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on, carry on dancing In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on dancing...

*

Both boys stood there. Both trapped in the gaze of the other. Trapped by the spell that Eros[1] decided to bind them to. But nor the sapphire-blue eyed youth neither the amethyst eyed one wished for said spell to be broken.

Silently, not even thinking about what it meant or implied, Ikki offered his hand to Kouji. The amethyst eyed boy blinked a few times, taking the offered limb with just a little hesitation. The azure eyed one pulled him against him and put his other hand on Kouji's hip. With a light blush Kouji finally managed to understand what was going through Ikki's mind. However, he smiled and put his hand on the blue eyed boy shoulder's, not caring about the fact that he was acting the female rol in the dancing. He certaintly couldn't care with those bright eyes on him, and that sweet smile that was only for him to see.

They began to dance. Moving at the slow pace of the long waltz playing behind the heavy wine-red curtains.



Move. Closer. Passion. Stronger



They waltzed. The time passing by with unknown speed for the black-haired teens so ightly pressed against each other. Their bodies fit perfectly, moving with innate grace and synchronization. As if their souls had done the same thing countless times before.

The pace of the waltz suddenly changed, the song nearing the end and the notes, the rhythm turned a little faster. The feeling the song transmited also changed, from a slow, romantic melody to a sensual tune that spoke about intense need repressed as the rhythm sped, nearing its peak, its end.

Both teens felt it. Their bodies adjusting perfectly to the change as the atmosphere around them became heavy with electricity. The flame of desire that all the romantic and sensuous little details awoke in them burned strongly inside their chests. It was so strangely perfect... pure bittersweet bliss as their bodies moved together along the balcony. So close yet so far away.

Separated only for the barrier that their silence had built. The barrier that could only be broken by the whispering of two simple but unbelievable important words.

There's a magic only two can tell
In the dark nigt
Ultra-Violet it's a wicked spell

The stars and planets taking shape

A stolen kiss has come too late...



The song came to its end. The music stopped and there was no sound besides of the two black-haired boys' deep breathing.

Amethyst eyes locked with sapphire ones and the world ceased to exist.



In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on, carry on dancing In the moonlight
Carry on, keep romancing
Carry on dancing...



Ikki leaned down slowly, watching through half lidded eyes as Kouji parted his pale rosey lips, awaiting the kiss that was to come. The teens closed their eyes as their lips met, and Kouji vaguely wondered when the azure eyed tenshi grew taller than him.

But it didn't matter. In that moment, the only thing they cared about was themselves... and the moon as the only witness...

Or that was what they thought...



Moving on...
Moving all night



A/N: (*) Indicates change of PoV.

[1] Eros it's the Greek god of love. In Roman mithology's Cupid.

+ Tenshi - Angel

The song's 'Carry on Dancing' from Savage Garden.