Author's Note: based on 31 days's June 26th Theme: Sing something soft, sad, and delicate. This is based on the Luca's Path...
Kiafa sarla mea? Was yea ra pic rre yorr hyma mea.. Infel yor (I wish my grammar is correct, I just learned this recently)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ar Tonelico II or any of the translation of the lyrics I featured in this fic. The translation is from a great man named aquagon. :D
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A CroixLuca Fic
Hearts Aflutter
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If you share your happiness with someone precious
the world will, before we know it, extend further
Shimotsuki Haruka (Luca Truelywaath) – Hartes Ciel, Melenas Walasye
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"This song is my song. My heart's melody."
It was piercing, slow... agonizing. The gentle tune was heartbreaking.
For it to come out of the heart of someone whose exterior was so cheerful... from someone whose smile always adorns her face…
She was crying. Always crying.
Jacqli stood up, looking at him indifferently.
"It won't work."
Why? She used to be spirited…
"She doesn't want to come back. She doesn't have the will to."
No… She appeared to be.
"No!! No! Don't come near me! Don't look!!!"
The dark hair on his hand, it was soft... He never had the courage to touch it but now he realized he could... Not because anything changed from his side.
She welcomed him in.
"Love me, Croix…. Love me!"
And he accepted her. Every side of her.
"I want hear it… I want to hear the song… please make her remember…"
He wondered if she was still crying…
"Ne… Croix?"
"I want you to touch me."
"Mmm?"
Her eyes fluttered open and she touched his hand that was playing with her hair. He was on her lap, his hand playing with the strands of her hair that she let loose for him. The sun was shining over her head, peeking over the cloud and lighting the flower field where they were at. The sound of chirping birds and the rustling flowers surrounded them, playing a gentle melody to their ears.
Cosmosphere?
"What do you think? The world Lady Cloche and I created?"
No, it wasn't her Cosmosphere.
Croix let out a laugh. He pinched her left cheek then said softly, "Do you even need to ask?"
She smiled brightly at his answer. Her hand gently caressed his face and she started to hum. A slip of drowsiness slowly crept to his battle worn body, enveloping him, embracing him. Was it her power, he didn't know. And he didn't want to know.
He knew the song very much… the soft, sad, slow, beautifully delicate song of her heart—the song of the lonely girl she was, the song of the detached maiden she was…
"Luca?"
But he didn't want to hear that one.
"Mmm?"
Her eyes were the gentle bright brown eyes—there was no more lies, no more sorrow in her eyes. Her touch was a touch of a feather, so light and delicate over his skin.
"Sing for me?"
Her smile answered him. A while later, with the soft voice he knew very well, she started to sing.
It wasn't Hymmnos… it wasn't a song to command the tower. But somehow it commanded his heart.
Was it her power? He didn't know… and he didn't want to know.
The sun was shining over their head, lighting over the flower field and their bodies as the song continued to drift in the wind. The flowers were blooming, and the chirping birds accompanied her melodies like a gentle choir.
It wasn't her Cosmopshere… and it wasn't Dive Therapy.
It was their Metafalica.