the gravity of her smile.

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FLASHBACK !

It was as if the sun was kissing the back of his neck. The power of its warmth was almost intoxicating, while the subtlety of its protection was just as much the same feverish. It was sickening to know that such a power existed. As vast as the heavens, and twice as important. The sun would bear down on any and every thing that it possibly could. The clouds which would offer him rationed protection would instead offer him a chilling breeze to take away any ideas of independence that he held beneath the rays of light. The bright gleaming spots of shade would shift however, covering the ocean before him with small spots of navy that would only help patter down the loathing envy he held for the sun. It would quickly occur to him that it wasn't the power of the sun that would beckon him to envy- instead it was the vastness of it all. It had such a presence, one that could never be ignored. As his eyes would gleam down at the crystal clear waters- the tint of blue almost unreal he would see the sun. The purity of this ocean, and the freedom of the fish that would slip silently beneath his legs, all living from the influence of the sun. The glimmer in the ocean as the reflection would illuminate his golden eyes, all coming from the heaven's greatest creation. As his hands would shift movements in the wake of the oncoming waves that would splash roughly against his belly, he would feel the might of the ocean as well. It was a powerful feeling, to be within such an awesome experience. The very nature of the water which had culminated into something that had literally shaped the world. It was of these two things he could find himself the most inspired. It was where he stood now, on this pure white shore, which would extend as far as the eye could see that he would find his own light, and his own power. Turning his head up, he would take a look at the sky which would remain the exact color of the place in which he had been developed. Raising his arms, strong and unburdened, to either side of his body, his bare back would ripple with the vast number of toughened muscle that would stick to his frame. His hair would fall lazily away from his eyes as the wind would take control in his assistance to push it from his vision. His eyes would slowly close as he would drink in this vision, forever preserved by the feeling of euphoria that it inspired.

However, this immortal feeling would have its flaws which would last just as long. His fingertips dripped with the cool, salted water of this ocean. The sounds of voices behind him would begin to multiply as he would begin to allow the rest of his senses to understand their relationship with the world. Calmed by the idea of sanity, he would elude his overindulgence to turn around as his arms slowly fell to his sides. A wave would hit his hip as he did so, and his back would feel the cool tickle of the glistening liquid just as his eyes would find themselves hit with an equal shock. Tall, and thin she stood before him. The long, toned legs which would dig the toes of her feet into the sand which contrasted her silky olive skin. She appeared as though unreal, with a dress that clung to her body as if forced to be worn by the wind itself. She pleaded with her sun hat to stay with her, tucking it to her head as it, along with her hair would fight to escape her. However, as the long dull, brown hair would grace her body, and portions of her face, there was no mistaking the sheer magnitude in which her eyes held. The golden shine in which they held was something he had never expected to see again. The most gorgeous smile covered her face. However, it was more complex, so much more confusing than that. She was calling something out to him- something that he couldn't make out. Her hands waved to him, and her body danced to gain his attention. He however, would remain undeterred- lost in whatever dream he had trapped himself in. His body however would not allow himself to ignore her. The most beautiful sight he had seen in years now stood before him, so as he extended his hand, for her to take as if she were but a step away, he would do so with one hundred percent of his conviction. This was a moment that he would forever recall, and until she would arrive, it would remain frozen in time.

The petite feet of the woman would separate the sand from beneath her, making way for her powerful body to experience the ocean with the man in which she so heavily desired an interaction. It would begin there before quickly transforming into a step into the chilling grasp of the ocean. Her body would chill- hesitating slightly as she made the step. However, what could it have been that was holding her back from the next step? There was no hesitation, and no second thoughts. Before either of them could recognize what had happened, there they were, both waist deep in water, the waves pummeling their fronts and backs respectively as they stared so intimately in to each others equally golden eyes.

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THE GRAVITY OF HER SMILE !

Her hands wound reach out to his own, the power of the ocean would shift her core, causing her to stumble slightly. However, before even gaining the opportunity to slip, the massive hands of this man would have wrapped themselves around her own. Never did they look away from each other. Never did they imagine themselves distracted. Never did they once forget the heat of the sun above them, the weight of the ocean beneath them, or the gravity of her smile. No words had been spoken, and yet as they stared so deeply in to the eyes of their counterpart, would they understand each other. She took another step forward. His arms would bend to her back, and hers to his own. Her thin, frail arms had wrapped around his waist, and her head now pressed against his chest as though his body had been fit to be here. His arms would softly apply weight to her shoulders as his body would speak where his lips had failed him. Their eyes had drifted from each other, and instead replaced with the bubble of the ocean; a reminder of the life which simmered beneath them. Beneath them they could see everything. Every color of fish, every speck of sun which reflected from their countless scales- everything.

It was difficult to differentiate the wetness of her tears against his bare chest and the specks of water that would constantly remind him of his place within the ocean. However, it would only take a moment to feel the warmth that cried from her eyes. They were fluid, and ran rampant against his body. He held her tighter. She responded with a like-minded action. They remained silent for an untold period of time, grounded by the might of his body. A body that she had been familiar with, and would never forget. It was a powerful body, so long, and so strong. It had protected her. It had assaulted her. It had forgiven her and it had accused her. She loved his body, and she loved what it stood for. She loved him too- though that really went without saying. It wasn't until their silence would be disturbed that they really felt the need to speak. It was the feint sound of a docking dinghy, rallying its way into harbor only a few hundred feet away that caused her to utter something under his breath. It was rough, and meant to be inaudible, but it was for some reason that he could understand her.

"Don't you ever leave again..." She would make out in between sobs, her fingers clinging in to his back as though holding on for dear life.

"I'm here now." He responded to her, his chin falling almost in to place onto the top of her head as he would arch his neck over her.

Her eyes would remain open despite her tears- fixated on the idea of him vanishing from her life once again. The thought of him gone too heavy to even bare. The mysteries of his appearance, along with the graces of its reality had all faded, now replaced with the need to ensure that it would never happen again. As far as she was concerned, there was no where for him to go anymore, and she would hold him like this, right here on the bleach white shores of this ocean in order to make sure that she was right. There was no answer for her however, and as he gripped her back with his own powerful fingertips she would somehow feel more assured. For now, she could forget about the last day that she had seen him. For now, she could forget about the questions surrounding his arrival. For now, she could even forget worrying about him being gone. Her only concern remaining was making sure that he stayed. She had discovered of his arrival from their godfather, who up until today had been the only one aware of his arrival in Hi no Kuni. He had plenty of people to meet, though this reaction was to be the most pivotal, which was why it had been placed so high on the priority list. The older, plain looking man which had stood there watching them from the shoreline, with a warm smirk beneath the stark white umbrella which hung above his head, had long since gone. His left hand in his pocket, and the right on the handle of his umbrella, felt nothing but warmth. It was the same feeling that these two felt. The clammering beat which banged heavily against his stomach, and the slow, powerful pumping that would echo into her ear- it was the sound of their blood, and the essence of their love; their lives.

It had grown late, and these two had grown complacent in their being. The sun's power had ruminated into a weaker state. The clouds had grown more plentiful, and now they began to overcome the sky itself. It would return however- in due time.

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