The Melodious Nocturne: Ch 18
.Amelia blinked open her eyes slowly.
. Demyx whispered uneasily.When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Demyxs neck. Then she looked up and saw him looking down on her. She wasnt laying on anything soft, either. What an odd position she was in.Then it clicked.Do you mind not rolling on top of me when you are sleeping? I dont think I could bring myself to move you when youre asleep, youre adorable. But you really do make things more awkward than it should be. He said in a very normal voice, as if he had been awake for a while.Amelia had somehow managed to roll herself up onto him, as well as out of his cloak, which was now strangely on the floor. He was wrapped around in the blanket, and like the cherry on a sundae, she was sprawled rather ungracefully atop the trapped, innocent Demyx.Gah!! She cried as a hand flew to cover her chest, and an
The Melodious Nocturne: Ch 17Silent as a breeze, the dancer who had given Demyx Amelias pearl necklace gave a graceful bow, and twisted around to dance nimbly ahead with Demyx at its heels. The dancer was quick, turning into alleys without hesitation, as if being pulled by the wind or an invisible string. With every turn, Demyx grew more and more excited and afraid. He was anxious to see her. To see how badly she was hurt. To come to her aid as soon as possible.Anger also built inside of him. An uncontrollable rage towards Saïx like a blazing inferno. Such a passionate feeling hate was, so much so that he felt as if he was unable to contain it. If only he had more time. If he was in better shape, he would have made Saïx pay for his actions. But right now wasnt the time. Amelia needed him.Anger, anxiety, sorrow, pain, betrayal. So many emotions were spinning in his head like a hurricane. It was so new. His heart was racing, not because he was running as fast as he could to Amelia, but becaus
The Melodious Nocturne: Ch 16Her feet were once again on solid ground once Amelia had exited the portal into this new setting. It was almost as dark as where she had just been, beneath the surface of the water. It must have been in the same relative area as the castle, for rain was still poring heavily down on her head. Pulling her head up, she looked around and found that she was on a street. There were alleys and more streets, and many signs in strange neon-lighted lettering.It was like a city, and she would have thought it to be, were it not for the fact that for as far as she could see there was no one around. Every street and alley was empty, and though she thought she heard the beating sound of a bass in an exciting club somewhere around, she suspected that that, too, would be empty.The rain relentlessly pounded against her head, and Amelia took off in search of shelter. The nearest door she came too she tried to open, but for some strange reason it wouldnt budge. It was locked, even though the blue