[Theme#2] [Tales of Symphonia] [LloydxGenis]
Title: Face Down
Author: mag
Pairing: Lloyd Irving x Genis Sage
Fandom: Tales of Symphonia
Theme#2: Four of diamonds
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia.
Warning---Implied Shota
Genis' POV
It was dark, the sky starless. An unusually cold wind blowing that night. I remeber fighting with Zelos that time, and something compelled me, whatever it was, to get away from them. I can't even remember if I was thinking clearly at that time, but what happened after that, I can remember it crystal clear.
There's a time when everyone just aren't themselves, and I suppose if I knew this at that time, I probably would have been far more cautious. He approached me calmly, concerned, his lips were moving, but once I get to this point, I simply can't remember what it was he was saying. My hiding place was dark, away from everyone else, but I'm not surprised that Lloyd found me so quickly. He was always good at that.
His lips stopped moving for thirtytwo seconds. I counted exactly thirtytwo.
He came to sit next to me, where we talked quietly. About what though, I don't recall. But I never took my eyes off his face. With each passing minute, those soft eyes seemed to grow darker, darker, and darker yet.
We stopped talking for thirty seconds... I counted thirty seconds...
I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him, I guess. But I was never good at that sort of thing. I never took into consideration that other people were suffering on this journey. I told him something, and repeated it, again and again. Was I calling his name?
I counted twentyeight seconds. He remained silent for another twentyeight seconds.
A gloved hand covered mine, and for a moment I thought he was coming around. But when he looked at me... I'm not so sure it was really him. He didn't look evil or anything, just... different. When I tried to pull my hand back, he held it tightly in place. Again, his mouth began to move, but I heard nothing. It's like my mind was blocking out all sound. His other hand reached out and grabbed at my hair. Sometimes, I get headaches thinking about it. Even though I couldn't recall what he was saying, it was clear from his expression, and his action, that he was angry. He was yelling at me. Then I said something.
What did I say? I wish I knew..... A twentysix second silence spread over us.
Brown eyes were set aflame, yet he let go of me, and his expression quickly changed from one of anger to one of concern. I remember his hand smoothing out my hair from when he'd roughed me up. Then with somewhat an effort, he smiled at me. I... Couldn't take that smile. So I hit him. I think it must have hurt too. He was just staring at me.
He stared at me. For twenty seconds flat.
Timidly, I reached up, and pressed my lips to his. This is where I nearly blackout. I just wish I could remember what exactly had happened. What did I look like? What face was I wearing, that night? I've been too afraid to ask Lloyd. I saw his face change at that time. Even so, he let me.... do that to him. He let me. At one point, he even kissed me back. I still don't understand. My mind won't let me.
We looked into each other's eyes... Five seconds.
Touched hands. Four.
Embraced. Three.
Kissed, for two.
One second then became an equivalent to a century.
I remember Sheena once told me, "Never forget. There are two faces to every card." She was right.
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Author: mag
Pairing: Lloyd Irving x Genis Sage
Fandom: Tales of Symphonia
Theme#2: Four of diamonds
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia.
Warning---Implied Shota
Genis' POV
It was dark, the sky starless. An unusually cold wind blowing that night. I remeber fighting with Zelos that time, and something compelled me, whatever it was, to get away from them. I can't even remember if I was thinking clearly at that time, but what happened after that, I can remember it crystal clear.
There's a time when everyone just aren't themselves, and I suppose if I knew this at that time, I probably would have been far more cautious. He approached me calmly, concerned, his lips were moving, but once I get to this point, I simply can't remember what it was he was saying. My hiding place was dark, away from everyone else, but I'm not surprised that Lloyd found me so quickly. He was always good at that.
His lips stopped moving for thirtytwo seconds. I counted exactly thirtytwo.
He came to sit next to me, where we talked quietly. About what though, I don't recall. But I never took my eyes off his face. With each passing minute, those soft eyes seemed to grow darker, darker, and darker yet.
We stopped talking for thirty seconds... I counted thirty seconds...
I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him, I guess. But I was never good at that sort of thing. I never took into consideration that other people were suffering on this journey. I told him something, and repeated it, again and again. Was I calling his name?
I counted twentyeight seconds. He remained silent for another twentyeight seconds.
A gloved hand covered mine, and for a moment I thought he was coming around. But when he looked at me... I'm not so sure it was really him. He didn't look evil or anything, just... different. When I tried to pull my hand back, he held it tightly in place. Again, his mouth began to move, but I heard nothing. It's like my mind was blocking out all sound. His other hand reached out and grabbed at my hair. Sometimes, I get headaches thinking about it. Even though I couldn't recall what he was saying, it was clear from his expression, and his action, that he was angry. He was yelling at me. Then I said something.
What did I say? I wish I knew..... A twentysix second silence spread over us.
Brown eyes were set aflame, yet he let go of me, and his expression quickly changed from one of anger to one of concern. I remember his hand smoothing out my hair from when he'd roughed me up. Then with somewhat an effort, he smiled at me. I... Couldn't take that smile. So I hit him. I think it must have hurt too. He was just staring at me.
He stared at me. For twenty seconds flat.
Timidly, I reached up, and pressed my lips to his. This is where I nearly blackout. I just wish I could remember what exactly had happened. What did I look like? What face was I wearing, that night? I've been too afraid to ask Lloyd. I saw his face change at that time. Even so, he let me.... do that to him. He let me. At one point, he even kissed me back. I still don't understand. My mind won't let me.
We looked into each other's eyes... Five seconds.
Touched hands. Four.
Embraced. Three.
Kissed, for two.
One second then became an equivalent to a century.
I remember Sheena once told me, "Never forget. There are two faces to every card." She was right.
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