Chapter 6
End Of The Formality
His paces emitted echoes as he stomped his feet as fast as he could as he rushed to the meadow. That one tidbit of information had driven him crazy. His head was in a mess, and his heart was in a jiffy.
"Getting there...not leaving until midnight." He said, looking at the red sun in it's hypnotizing glare. Shinji heaved his way to his stronghold with his eyes closed in the blinding red rays pointed towards him, as if the sun was trying to slow him down aside from his thoughts. Eventually, he got there. His lungs breathed out in exhaustion as he scanned the place where he slept. The tree was there, with it's leaves rustling with the wind that was colored red by the sunset. He wanted to sleep and not wake up for a while. The serenity took him in so much that he didn't notice the sleeping woman on his spot. Ignore her he did, for he was busy staring at what reminded him of what he was longing for at that moment. The sun. It affected the whole area as a spoiled apple would spoil a whole basket of them.
The place was red (Red-Orange to be a bit specific).
The sun was red.
Her eyes were red as well.
He thought of Rei that very moment and asked himself something.
"What is driving me this way?" The man's voice muttered, scratching his head and placing the other in his pocket.
"Shall I die if I do not know what is this she knows that I do not?" He said, feeling a little nostalgic and sentimental. The rege was gone and his soul found peace.
"I feel... as if I do not want..."
"To know what she hides." He said, starting to get the big picture.
"It seems that I..."
...
"Am beginning to sound like her."
A smile formed on the man's face as he continued looking at her red eyes.
"It seems that I want to tell her that which I hide from her..." He said with resolve. He closed his eyes for a while as he breathed in the red air.
This is it.
"That which I want to tell her, is that I am..."
"Asuka!" Shinji said in suprise as he almost stumbled upon who was waiting for him.
"Shinji!" The woman said, suddenly jerking up to meet his eyes.
The sun was red.
The place was red.
Her hair was red as well.
"What is it?" The man asked the woman. Fixing his eyes upon her hair.
"I..."
"Well?"
The words she had carefully memorized had suddenly vanished within her mind. He was looking at her, as she fidgeted infront of him, trying to remember something.
(Oh sheeesh!?! Are you gonna faint on this guy?)
"I wanted to tell you that..."
(Come on! The suspense is killing me!)
"I love..."
(That's it! Go girl!)
"I love your spot here."
(YOU IDIOT!! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!?!)
"Oh, you do?"
"Yup. And I'm out of here." The woman said with a blush on her face, as she started walking away from the man she loved. Shinji watched her figure disappear in the red sky, along with her red hair.
"Her hair..." He said to himself, brushing his fingers through his own.
"I just noticed it was red, funny." He concluded, as he lay down to rest and dream.
----------Rei----------
Her light steps tapped upon the pavement while she thought of how to open up to Shinji.
"It would seem a bit embarrassing to tell him this." The woman said, feeling a newfound emotion. Shinji had imparted so much unto her, she just didn't notice it.
He showed her own beauty unto her.
He taught her the word 'binggo'.
He made her blush.
He gave her feelings.
He made her love him.
And so she did...
"How shall I tell him I feel something towards him?" She asked herself. Sentence after sentence she mentally trashed in an effort to come up with something that would sound unlike her. All that just for a question. She found herself struggling with what she used to handle so well. Her vocabulary. A loss at words was rare with her. All this started to confuse her until she asked herself something.
"Why do I do this?"
"Is it not that I wish only to ask him something." Rei's voice said. She said it again, and tried to listen to herself. It didn't sound right.
"I do not want to ask...?" It was getting closer.
"I wish to see him...?" Warmer.
"Tell him.." Getting better.
"Tell him what I feel for him?"
Binggo.
"Binggo."
With high reslove, she changed her direction, and looked at the sky, what was once red was not turning violet with the stars coming out to play. The stars that were there that fateful night.
It was night. SheI woke him up.
She clasped his hand.
The stars saw it...
The stars saw it as he told her she was beautiful.
She remebered as she stared at the transformation of day into night.
"That is what I stare at." She said.
"And that is why I'm.."
"Beautiful." She concluded, as she changed her destination once again and started going to a place where she could witness night, and where she could stare...
Not at the sky.
Not at the tree.
At his eyes.
For it makes her beautiful.
And for she loves him.
She walked slowly and kept silent, for she wished the noise of her love would not disturb the silent beauty of the evening.
-------------Meadow------------
"I love her..." He happily muttered in his sweet dreams. So did he say again in the world he was lying upon. He rolled on the grass and smiled again in his love.
"To hell with what she knows."
"I love her." He told himself, as he breathed in his slumber.
The sky was now black, with small eyes on it called stars. The weak breeze ruffled through the leaves of the tree which he was sleeping underneath. The eyes blinked in the sky as they watched the one who made them blink one night. The eyes kept steady watch upon him as he slept and waited. They silently stared at his silent figure, on the multitude of small, harmless blades was sleeping... As they watched, they saw something. It was a pair of something round...
And red.
The two red floating obs suddenly came out of the shadows and showed it's true form. And approached the dreamer. Her steps were weak and soundless, so was her breathing. She came closer as the eyes stopped blinking. She smiled as she looked at what she found, and placed her hand upon her chest. The warmth was different, for it had already had been fathomed. She then held his hand. Her hand wasn't cold anymore, it was calm and warm. So was his hand, which she clasped lightly in her loving grasp. Then the night breeze flew through again and splashed upon the couple. Her hair followed the lead of the wind, until it passed by and left the place silent.
He then spoke at her, to was which her slight suprise,
"You are here."
"Binggo." She said.
"Rei..." He said, sitting up to meet her red gaze. He held her hand as it had happened in his slumberland. He squeezed it lightly as he spoke what his heart had planned to tell his woman in his dreams
"For now, the time is not right for an informality." He said, smiling at her. Her puzzled look made the eyes in the heavens stay still the whole time. "Why is that?" She asked.
"That is used when one wishes to communicate in a not-so-serious tone."
"Is this serious?"
"That, and something else.."
"What is that?" She asked, squeezing the hand in her hands.
"This.."
His hands went in motion and freed itself from her grasp and went to her soft face. He held her cheeks and and stared at her eyes. And he said to himself...
I love her, formally.
It was then that he moved towards her, and pressed his lips upon hers, in a locked, passionate and formal kiss. Her eyes closed at the moment and enjoyed his sweetness upon her lips. Their lock was shared as their eyes were closed and the eyes in the heavens remained open in the middle of the moment. He broke the kiss and wiped his thumb upon her lips and held her hand once again, and told her.
"I feel for you the way I feel for the first and last thing I hold dear to my herat on this planet."
"I love you." The man told his woman, smiling at her.
"I love you." She said in return, as she returned the kiss. Her hands pinned his upon the ground as her face came upon his in the second lock in which the eyes in heavens watched. The warmth in her, released unto him in her breath.
"My questione, you haven't answered." He said. Breaking the kiss.
"What question?"
"Why do you stare?"
"I stare..." She said, smiling under a light blush from a memory she saw.
"Because it makes me look beautiful." She said, as she playfully pushed him back down to the grass. Shinji lay down and looked at her as she looked at him. She lay herself upon the grass as well and snuggled herself to her man.
They shared one last kiss.
Then they fell asleep.
Under the careful watch of the eyes who stopped blinking in the heavens.
End
End Of The Formality
His paces emitted echoes as he stomped his feet as fast as he could as he rushed to the meadow. That one tidbit of information had driven him crazy. His head was in a mess, and his heart was in a jiffy.
"Getting there...not leaving until midnight." He said, looking at the red sun in it's hypnotizing glare. Shinji heaved his way to his stronghold with his eyes closed in the blinding red rays pointed towards him, as if the sun was trying to slow him down aside from his thoughts. Eventually, he got there. His lungs breathed out in exhaustion as he scanned the place where he slept. The tree was there, with it's leaves rustling with the wind that was colored red by the sunset. He wanted to sleep and not wake up for a while. The serenity took him in so much that he didn't notice the sleeping woman on his spot. Ignore her he did, for he was busy staring at what reminded him of what he was longing for at that moment. The sun. It affected the whole area as a spoiled apple would spoil a whole basket of them.
The place was red (Red-Orange to be a bit specific).
The sun was red.
Her eyes were red as well.
He thought of Rei that very moment and asked himself something.
"What is driving me this way?" The man's voice muttered, scratching his head and placing the other in his pocket.
"Shall I die if I do not know what is this she knows that I do not?" He said, feeling a little nostalgic and sentimental. The rege was gone and his soul found peace.
"I feel... as if I do not want..."
"To know what she hides." He said, starting to get the big picture.
"It seems that I..."
...
"Am beginning to sound like her."
A smile formed on the man's face as he continued looking at her red eyes.
"It seems that I want to tell her that which I hide from her..." He said with resolve. He closed his eyes for a while as he breathed in the red air.
This is it.
"That which I want to tell her, is that I am..."
"Asuka!" Shinji said in suprise as he almost stumbled upon who was waiting for him.
"Shinji!" The woman said, suddenly jerking up to meet his eyes.
The sun was red.
The place was red.
Her hair was red as well.
"What is it?" The man asked the woman. Fixing his eyes upon her hair.
"I..."
"Well?"
The words she had carefully memorized had suddenly vanished within her mind. He was looking at her, as she fidgeted infront of him, trying to remember something.
(Oh sheeesh!?! Are you gonna faint on this guy?)
"I wanted to tell you that..."
(Come on! The suspense is killing me!)
"I love..."
(That's it! Go girl!)
"I love your spot here."
(YOU IDIOT!! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!?!)
"Oh, you do?"
"Yup. And I'm out of here." The woman said with a blush on her face, as she started walking away from the man she loved. Shinji watched her figure disappear in the red sky, along with her red hair.
"Her hair..." He said to himself, brushing his fingers through his own.
"I just noticed it was red, funny." He concluded, as he lay down to rest and dream.
----------Rei----------
Her light steps tapped upon the pavement while she thought of how to open up to Shinji.
"It would seem a bit embarrassing to tell him this." The woman said, feeling a newfound emotion. Shinji had imparted so much unto her, she just didn't notice it.
He showed her own beauty unto her.
He taught her the word 'binggo'.
He made her blush.
He gave her feelings.
He made her love him.
And so she did...
"How shall I tell him I feel something towards him?" She asked herself. Sentence after sentence she mentally trashed in an effort to come up with something that would sound unlike her. All that just for a question. She found herself struggling with what she used to handle so well. Her vocabulary. A loss at words was rare with her. All this started to confuse her until she asked herself something.
"Why do I do this?"
"Is it not that I wish only to ask him something." Rei's voice said. She said it again, and tried to listen to herself. It didn't sound right.
"I do not want to ask...?" It was getting closer.
"I wish to see him...?" Warmer.
"Tell him.." Getting better.
"Tell him what I feel for him?"
Binggo.
"Binggo."
With high reslove, she changed her direction, and looked at the sky, what was once red was not turning violet with the stars coming out to play. The stars that were there that fateful night.
It was night. SheI woke him up.
She clasped his hand.
The stars saw it...
The stars saw it as he told her she was beautiful.
She remebered as she stared at the transformation of day into night.
"That is what I stare at." She said.
"And that is why I'm.."
"Beautiful." She concluded, as she changed her destination once again and started going to a place where she could witness night, and where she could stare...
Not at the sky.
Not at the tree.
At his eyes.
For it makes her beautiful.
And for she loves him.
She walked slowly and kept silent, for she wished the noise of her love would not disturb the silent beauty of the evening.
-------------Meadow------------
"I love her..." He happily muttered in his sweet dreams. So did he say again in the world he was lying upon. He rolled on the grass and smiled again in his love.
"To hell with what she knows."
"I love her." He told himself, as he breathed in his slumber.
The sky was now black, with small eyes on it called stars. The weak breeze ruffled through the leaves of the tree which he was sleeping underneath. The eyes blinked in the sky as they watched the one who made them blink one night. The eyes kept steady watch upon him as he slept and waited. They silently stared at his silent figure, on the multitude of small, harmless blades was sleeping... As they watched, they saw something. It was a pair of something round...
And red.
The two red floating obs suddenly came out of the shadows and showed it's true form. And approached the dreamer. Her steps were weak and soundless, so was her breathing. She came closer as the eyes stopped blinking. She smiled as she looked at what she found, and placed her hand upon her chest. The warmth was different, for it had already had been fathomed. She then held his hand. Her hand wasn't cold anymore, it was calm and warm. So was his hand, which she clasped lightly in her loving grasp. Then the night breeze flew through again and splashed upon the couple. Her hair followed the lead of the wind, until it passed by and left the place silent.
He then spoke at her, to was which her slight suprise,
"You are here."
"Binggo." She said.
"Rei..." He said, sitting up to meet her red gaze. He held her hand as it had happened in his slumberland. He squeezed it lightly as he spoke what his heart had planned to tell his woman in his dreams
"For now, the time is not right for an informality." He said, smiling at her. Her puzzled look made the eyes in the heavens stay still the whole time. "Why is that?" She asked.
"That is used when one wishes to communicate in a not-so-serious tone."
"Is this serious?"
"That, and something else.."
"What is that?" She asked, squeezing the hand in her hands.
"This.."
His hands went in motion and freed itself from her grasp and went to her soft face. He held her cheeks and and stared at her eyes. And he said to himself...
I love her, formally.
It was then that he moved towards her, and pressed his lips upon hers, in a locked, passionate and formal kiss. Her eyes closed at the moment and enjoyed his sweetness upon her lips. Their lock was shared as their eyes were closed and the eyes in the heavens remained open in the middle of the moment. He broke the kiss and wiped his thumb upon her lips and held her hand once again, and told her.
"I feel for you the way I feel for the first and last thing I hold dear to my herat on this planet."
"I love you." The man told his woman, smiling at her.
"I love you." She said in return, as she returned the kiss. Her hands pinned his upon the ground as her face came upon his in the second lock in which the eyes in heavens watched. The warmth in her, released unto him in her breath.
"My questione, you haven't answered." He said. Breaking the kiss.
"What question?"
"Why do you stare?"
"I stare..." She said, smiling under a light blush from a memory she saw.
"Because it makes me look beautiful." She said, as she playfully pushed him back down to the grass. Shinji lay down and looked at her as she looked at him. She lay herself upon the grass as well and snuggled herself to her man.
They shared one last kiss.
Then they fell asleep.
Under the careful watch of the eyes who stopped blinking in the heavens.
End