Here is part two of Unknown Truth.

Enjoy! ;3

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There was a faint click as Esther opened the door. She slowly, carefully turned the handles. As she did so, the two doors swung slowly open. Esther could feel herself shaking violently. She was amazed that she hadn't collapsed yet.

She lifted up one trembling foot, then the other, and slowly, quietly closed the doors behind her. Just as the doors were closing, she felt warm breath on the back of her neck. Her stomach clenched and her pulse quickened. She knew very well who it would be. Who else could it be?

"Esther." A weary voice said from behind her, "What are you doing here. Why."

She internally cringed at his tone. It was sad, dull, flat, and lifeless.

"T-t-t-to ap-polog-gize…f-for ea-earlier…" Her voice was weak and quiet, and every word shook. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned to face him. He had gotten quite a bit taller than her. His dull red eyes were just as expected. His usually neat blonde hair was tousled and sticking up in all directions, and his already very pale face was even paler than usual. There were faint shadows beneath his eyes. He was still standing very close to her.

"Don't be. You didn't do anything." She could still feel his breath, which now blew over her face. Her sad blue eyes widened slightly.

"B-but…you were…upset with me…"

"No, Esther…" He murmured so softly and sadly she had to concentrate to listen and not to break down. His hand rose slightly. For a moment, Esther thought he was going to hit her again. But to her surprise, he placed his hand gently over the spot he had hit earlier.

"If anything," he whispered, "I am the one who should be apologizing to you."

"Ion," She couldn't stop the tears now. Stupid tears…she didn't want to cry now…not now…

He gently caressed her sore cheek one last time, before removing his hand from her face, and placing it in hers. She gripped it tightly. She wasn't sure she could let go. He led her across the large room to his wide, neatly made bed.

He pushed her gently towards the bed, forcing her to sit down. She still felt tense and uncomfortable; after he had changed, she always felt this way around him. After he had changed, that is.

"Esther." He asked, sitting beside her, "You are afraid of me. Why?"

It was the first time he had asked a question without making it sound like a statement in a while.

She laughed weakly. "You have…no…idea…Ion…"

He realized how weak and tired she was, so he gently pushed her down on the bed, forcing her to lie down. He placed a hand gently on her forehead, causing the worn out girl to close her eyes in exhaustion.

"You have a bit of a fever." He muttered, distractedly, "You probably shouldn't be here." He was now speaking quickly and frantically. He didn't notice that Esther's eyes had fluttered open. She slowly raised a hand, and placed a finger over his lips.

"Enough…" She murmured, "It's horrible to hear you speak like that. I don't blame you." Se noticed his eyes had a little more luster to them. She couldn't stand to see his eyes dull again after seeing them brighten, even if it was only slightly.

His eyes widened a bit in shock, then he carefully removed her finger from his lips and shook his head sadly. "If I hadn't-"

She raised her other hand, placing it on his face. "Please." She whispered, "Don't."

He sighed, releasing her other hand, and placing his own hand over the one that rested upon his cheek.

His eyes flicked up anxiously to her face. "Are you alright? How are you feeling?"

She managed a small, weak smile. "I'm fine."

"Do you want me to leave?" He asked this quietly, tightening his grip on her hand slightly.

"No. Never…"

He looked intently at her, gratitude in his gaze.

She blushed slightly and looked down. She could feel some strange motion burn inside of her stomach when he looked at her like that…

He, of course, thought something was wrong.

"Are you alright…?"

"I'm more than alright…I'm so glad to have you back…"

He knew what she meant; there was no need to explain it.

After a few moments silence, Ion spoke up. "Scoot over."

"What?"

"…Please?"

"Um…" Esther could feel herself blushing. Well, it is his bed.

"Of course." She complied, scooting over to give him enough room to lie down.

He stretched out beside her, his red eyes boring deep into her blue ones.

He reached out to gently brush his fingertips along her cheek. Esther closed her eyes; there was no denying how nice it felt.

"Esther…" he whispered, his soft voice was almost like a song.

"Hm…?"

"I'll tell you the reason why I've been avoiding you."

"Hm."

"It's because…" He sighed and resumed stroking her cheek.

"Hm…?"

"Because I love you Esther."

Her eyes fluttered open in shock. All she could do was stared. He had stopped stroking her cheek and had removed his hand.

Esther leaned back down on the bed, too tired to think. All she could think of was that phrase. She didn't know what to believe anymore. He pressed his lips softy to her forehead, and closed his eyes himself. Esther opened her eyes halfway, then leaned in closely to his face. He looked so peaceful…

Without thinking, Esther pressed her lips to his. His crimson eyes hot open, wider than normal with amazement. He closed his eyes and pulled her closer to him.

This was the truth. The truth that had been unknown to both of them, was now revealed.

And in their hearts, they both agreed…

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SAP! OMG!

I was getting all giddy just writing this. XD

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