They were alone that night, the majestic stars high above, the moon distantly gleaming, as if their light traveled all this way to illuminate the night sky for them. They had finally found time to themselves, whisked away from all their earthy troubles and desires. They were well past curfew, but they managed to find eachother underneath the moon by the Sakura tree on the hill. There they laid, hand in hand, admiring the night with the blossoms falling down to earth, and the glimmer in their eyes. Nothing mattered except them, and they felt it, they felt the urge, they felt the urge to love, wordlessly. She rested in his arms, savoring every moment, savoring every chance she had to see him. For a heavy heart was liable to easy damage, so she took it all in at the moment, the nearby pond reflecting their silhouette, the water eddying to blurr itself, the easy drifting the graceful seeds whose past presence was still being perceived, the calm rythym of croaking frogs and of crickets. It was perfect. They felt the time pass, as if this was their final moments together. When they awoke in their arms, early in the morn, they departed with a solemn attitude but with their hearts silently fluttering in great fluctuations. They knew that couldn't be their last time together, and they would meet to the ends of the earth if they had to if they could just see eachother another time.
I just couldn't wait for Nobi to make another chapter, and she said she was fed up with me and GC asking for so much Nazure. But I decided to take it into my own hands, I probably won't be making another one because I didn't even try to make room for plot, and I just let my heart write (it's 11:15 pm and I had nothing to do, so I just spent my time doing this).
I hope you enjoyed it! (And no, I'm not very good at providing dialogue, but I didn't think it fit very well anyway).
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