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Note: The dream sequence was actually inspired by a dream I had about this story. (Erik, why does daylight hurt so much? If I had my way, I would stay with you like that forever.) Come join me as I nearly succumb to the darkness of my own heart and Phoenix Rose's identity is finally revealed.
I left Melissa and Mat to their own devices. I was tired after so much excitement and I would need my strength in order to keep Mei Li away from Lelouch. I closed my bedroom door, changed into a red silk nightgown and climbed into bed. 'Erik, I'm trapped in the darkness. Show me the way.' was the last thing I thought before I was overcome with a heavy slumber.
I smiled in the darkness of my dreams. The black lace on the V-neck part of my nightgown blended in so that it looked like I was attached to the blackness that surrounded me. Darkness was already a part of me, and now it was returning the favor by making me a part of it. I closed my eyes to better drink in the intoxicating sense of perfect oblivion.
Here was where I belonged. No one would notice if I disappeared from the World of Light and came here. Darkness would welcome me and become my playground. I would never be lonely for darkness would care for me and keep me as its own. Wherever there was light, her sister darkness would be at her side. 'For once, Light, let Darkness win,' I thought. 'I find peace with her whereas with you I only know pain.'
As I revelled in the endless night around me, I thought I heard something like a song.
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For a break that will make it okay.
There's always some reason to feel not good enough,
And it's hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction. Oh, a beautiful relase.
Memories seep through my veins.
It was "our" song that was echoing in the darkness, our special devotion. As the song progressed, I felt myself being pulled towards who or whatever the voice belonged to. "Let me be empty," I sang, remembering the next part of the song, "and weightless, and maybe I'll find some peace tonight."
In the arms of the angel. Far away from here. the voice continued.
From this dark, cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear.
You are brought from the wreckage of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the Angel. May you find some comfort here.
As the song ended, I seceded to move backward any further. I felt that the voice was somewhere near me. I was aware of a hand inside the small of my back and another grabbing my right hand to turn me around to face who or whatever the voice belonged to. "Be not afraid my dear," said the voice. "Open your eyes so that I may behold your beauty in all of its splendor."
I didn't listen to the voice, which, now that I thought about it, sounded distinctly male. The last time I had listened to it, Lelouch had erased my memories and put me through pain that I would never forget. I wanted to trust it but my better judgement said not to. What should I listen to, my head or my heart?
Even though I knew he would see, I let tears fall from my eyes as the moans and wails of my broken heart issued from my lips. "Shhhhhhhhh," said the voice as its arms enfolded me in a protective embrace. His hand stroked my long brown hair as he said, "It's probably fair that you don't trust me. My voice has caused you much pain and suffering already. The pain you have in your heart because of it makes me ashamed of what I have done."
*sniffle* "What are you talking about?" I asked. Lelouch would never have apologized to me in this gentlemanlike fashion without having to be forced to. (It wasn't in his nature.) Then, it hit me. There was only one person who could have known about our secret song. I opened my eyes.
Erik stood before me with his arms around me in a protective embrace. As I glanced around, I realized that we were wrapped up in the cloak he had worn to the masquerade as "The Red Death" himself, standing together in his sanctuary of music. For some reason or other, the top part of my nightgown had slipped off, revealing my voluptuous chest all the way down to my wide hips. I broke free of him, frantically trying to cover myself, but he pulled me back into his bare chest with one hand and wound his fingers through my hair with the other.
As I recovered from flushing as red as the cloak we were wrapped up in, I felt his warm body enveloping me. It was as if my flesh and his were one instead of two seperated by a thin layer of fabric. "So, this is what it felt like," I mused, burrying my face deeper into his torso.
"What?" *sigh* I loved it when he sounded confused like that. Knowing a "sex-god" like him though, I wouldn't be able to keep him in the dark for long. "When Melissa was getting laid with the Prince of Shadows. Who knew the feeling of someone's flesh against your own could feel so nice?"
"That is exactly why you shouldn't be ashamed of your body. You've blossomed into a beautiful young woman," he said, placing his hand underneath my chin and lifting my head up so I was staring into those beautiful blue eyes of his. (I could drown in those things if he stared at me long enough.) "It's only fair to warn you that I'm not wearing anything underneath this barrier between us."
Oh s**t! Did he just say what I thought he said?! The King of Shadows was here, in my dreams at least, asking me to...... *shudder* couldn't even think about it I was so stunned. "Before you get overexcited, Ana, I can assure that you are perfectly safe with me."
In the midst of endangering myself, and my chastity, if I made one false move, I felt safe. I felt in my heart that I could trust his word where Lelouch's would have led me away from that place, topless or not, as fast I could wake up. "O take the sense, sweet, of my innocence! (Hello?! What was he doing with me her like this?) Love takes the meaning in love's conference. (He was right. I did love him and apparently, he loved me back.) I mean that my heart unto yours is knit, so that but one heart we can make of it. Two bosoms interchained with an oath, so then two bosoms and a single troth. Then by your side, no bed-room me deny, for lying so, Anastasia, I do not lie." (That was Act 2, Scene 2 of "A Midsummer Night's Dream", my favorite Shakespeare play, the scene where Lysander and Hermia stop to rest for the night in a dark and secluded place and Lysander tries to "get it on" with his girl.)
I smiled coyly as I said, "The Phantom riddles very prettily." He pulled my face towards his in response. The passion that accompanied the touching of his lips to mine is undescribable. However, I can tell you one thing: it was how my first kiss should have been. (Jareth had robbed me of my first kiss all those weeks ago when I first saw Lelouch together with Melissa.)
After he pulled away from me, I continued Hermia's part. "Now, beshrew my manners and my pride, if Anastasia meant to say the Phantom lied! But, gentle friend (Indeed, he was gentle.), for love and courtesy, lie further off in human modesty. (Sorry Erik, but I'm not ready for this dream to come true right now. Put some clothes on, man!) Such a separation as may well be said becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid. So far be distanat, and good night sweet friend-" I paused to kiss him on the cheek. "Thy love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end."
As he enclosed his arms around me again, he whispered, "I have eternal life, so that shouldn't be a problem."
I woke up to find Flotsam in my arms. "Hey what's the big idea?" I said indignantly.
"Sorry. Phoenix came by and told me to hold you still," he said. (So that was why I hadn't been able to move anywhere in my dream.) "He said 'It's about time she knew my secret.' and then disappeared."
"Come to think of it, Erik did say something about having eternal life. Wait a minute! You don't mean-"
"Now you know." Those were the last words either of us said because snuggled up against Flotsam and fell asleep again. The Angel had heard my prayers. He had led me through the darkness of my own heart, and I now knew how to repay him: by loving him in the best way that I could: as absolutely and unfading as possible.
 srs diva 2011 xxl · Mon May 04, 2009 @ 10:46pm · 1 Comments |
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