The Lonely [Cross/Nox]

[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ A female sat on the wooden rail, her legs dangling off the edge. The female was soaking in the sun's warm rays. She brushed her blonde hair over the shoulders. She loved the feel of the sun's rays. Though she can't see the bright glow of the day, she could at least feel it. She checked to make sure the swabbies were busy enough on the deck. ∞ The female could feel the vibrations from shuffling and footsteps and many constant movements on the ship. The female leaned forward, stretching out her wings outwards into the sky. Giving her a powerful impression, even some swabbies paused to watch her pure white wings stretch out. When Verity realized that most people were watching her by the silence of vibrations. Her cheeks turned pink and she quickly tucked in her wings. The crew suddenly got back to work. ∞ Verity pulled her legs up against her chest. She was never going to get comfortable around people, especially when they were putting her in the limelight. She was still awkward around her fiance. She haven't as much as let him touch her much. She stood up and walked into the room that her and Cross shared. A big bed rested against the back wall. Verity crawled into the bed, her wings folding around her almost like a protective blanket. Her mind constantly wondering about how unfair she was treating Cross with not letting him love her the way he wants to love her. ∞ She curled up into a fetal position, her arms tucked in between her chest and legs. The blond haired angel knew she was very fragile person on the inside. She was pretty sure Cross knew that too. [/style][/classy]

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[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]338 [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]bleh post[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] The breeze passed through Cross’s hair as he stood on the balcony of his ship, one that was built off of a door inside of his and Verity, his fiance’s, quarters. He probably should have been on deck organizing the crew, but they knew what to do by then. They’d traveled with him for so long, after all. A destination was meaningless, in the end. There were no orders and pillaging was never in Cross’s book. All he really wanted to do was make Verity happy and protect civilians. Cross and Verity had a relationship that no one really understood. They loved eachother and were engaged, yet never really touched (other than holding hands) in their whole relationship. Never kissed either, unless you count when Cross would kiss Verity’s hands. It wasn’t because they didn’t want to, but because Verity was traumatized from her childhood. So much so, that Cross had never even seen his fiance’s eyes. It didn’t really bother Cross, even though he really wanted to embrace his love. The Shichibukai was just about lost in thought when he heard the door to his quarters shut, meaning someone entered. No one would enter except Verity or himself, so he knew who it was. The male smiled softly before entering his quarters only to see his fiancé curled up on the bed, her wings around herself. The smile faded from his face as he approached slowly, taking a seat just close enough to Verity to gently grasp one of her hands. My love, are you ok? The male said, a worried tone in his voice. His thumb slowly stroked the top of Verity’s hand before pulling the hand to Cross, allowing him to kiss it gently. In his heart, he wanted to embrace her and make her feel better, but he knew that doing so would only hurt her in the end. The last thing he wanted to do. Instead, he continued to stroke her hand and hum soothingly for her. Whatever it is, baby, it’s ok. [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ Verity felt someone enter the room and taking a seat. Then she felt the physical touch of his hand grasping around hers. "My love, are you ok?" asked the male. The female felt the male's thumb massage her hand. She knew that touch well on her hands. It was her love, Cross. Verity's body tensed up only slightly when Cross' lips gently planted a kiss on her hand. After time, her body relaxed a bit, her wings folding back behind her. ∞ "Whatever it is, baby, it’s ok." said Cross. Verity nodded to let him know that she was indeed okay. With some self-urging, Verity scooted closer to Cross a bit. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking about how unfair this is to you." whispered the female. Verity sat up, still not too close to Cross. The nightmares that the female was cursed with was just demanding her to pull her hand away and never be touched again but deeper within herself, she wanted to embrace this man. She wanted his arms around her. " I don't let you touch me and all I can think is that seems unfair. I want to be free from this curse." whispered the girl. ∞ But being free from the curse at this point seemed impossible. The female was at war with herself. She was too afraid of being touched but she wants his arms around her. And for that to happen, she had to face her fears. The female pulled her hand away, giving into her fears. "I hate this. This curse." [/style][/classy]

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[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]392 [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]yep yep[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] Cross could tell that his fiancé was tense when he kissed her hand. She feared being touched because of something that happened in her past. Feared being touched by anyone, including her own fiancé. The most Cross had ever touched her was when he held her hands, which normally didn’t last long. Luckily, though, Cross could feel Verity relax and smiled softly when her wings returned to being behind her. He hated seeing her like that. Verity’s reply to Cross’s question left him a little uneasy. She thought about how unfair she was to Cross about this whole thing. She feared him, or anyone for that matter, touching her, thus limiting how much Cross could physically express for her. He couldn’t even hug her and thoughts of how the wedding would be proved… interesting to say the least. Cross listened as Verity continued to speak. She spoke on how she wished to be free of her curse and how she found her treatment of Cross to be unfair, even if Cross didn’t mind. So long as she was happy, that’s all that mattered. How he felt was something he didn’t even care about. He loved her and that’s what mattered. A frown came to Cross’s face when Verity gave in to her fears and snapped her hand away from his. She claimed to hate the curse and want to be rid of it. At that point, Cross could have done two things. He could have embraced her and made her face her fears that way, but that would probably prove dangerous and scarring. Or he could try another way to have her face her fears. He just wanted to help her. Come, my love. We’ll fight this fear together. Cross said, his tone rather tender and loving. After saying that, he extended a hand out to his fiancé, not touching her at all. I want you to take my hand of your own will. We can go from there. I would never hurt you, Verity, and I’ll protect you. Please, take my hand. The male said lovingly, a smile on his face. He figured that having Verity face the fears at her own pace, she had would be the best course of action. He hand was unmoving, waiting for his love’s tender grip. I love you, Verity. Let’s beat this curse, together. [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ "Come, my love. We’ll fight this fear together." said the male. Verity kept silent. She didn't know if she could. Images of flames and heated metal flashed before her, constantly reminding her what was hidden under the mask. She felt the movement of her fiance's hand reaching out to her but didn't touch her. "I want you to take my hand of your own will. We can go from there. I would never hurt you, Verity, and I’ll protect you. Please, take my hand." ∞ Verity's head turned in the direction of Cross. Her vibrations told her that his lips movements formed into a smile. Verity's lips formed a small smile and her cheeks was colored light pink. "I love you, Verity. Let’s beat this curse, together." said Cross. The female remained silent for a few moments before speaking. "I love you too, Cross but I just don't know..." whispered the female. Deep inside, her heart felt like it was being ripped to shreds. She was failing him. Verity turned her face away. ∞ She gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage. She quickly held onto Cross' hand. Her heart beating like a jackrabbit, quite surprised at herself. Verity tried to calm herself down but it proved to be effortless. Her heart still beating wildly. "My heart... it's beating so fast." said the female as if she had discovered something unknown. Although Verity had done this in an awkward way, it was her first time she had willingly touched anyone. Her hand grip was so tight on his hand, mostly due to shocking herself that she even did this in the first place. [/style][/classy]

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[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]toofew [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]so sweet[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] Cross smiled softly when Verity replied to his declaration of love for her. He was hoping that would be enough to get her to try and break the curse. He knew, and he was sure she knew as well, that she had to stop giving in to her fears if she wanted to break it. His heart began to sink a little when Verity’s face turned away, but instantly jumped right back up when she clutched his hand tightly. They were getting somewhere. Then Verity spoke again, saying that her heart was beating so fast. The male was sure of that. He could faintly feel a pulse through Verity’s hands. That was the first time she’d ever willingly touched anyone, something Cross knew. Cross’s thumb gently massaged the top of Verity’s hand and a big smile came to his face. Good job, my love. We’re getting there. I’m here for you, let’s beat this curse. the male said before he planted a gentle kiss on top of his fiance’s hand. He was so happy that she had done something so simple. He wasn’t sure where to go from there, though. He wanted to hug her and tell her good job, but that wouldn’t work. She’d freak out, the last thing he wanted. Alright, now let’s just hold hands until you’re ready for more. How’s that? You make a move whenever you’re ready. Cross whispered lovingly, his thumb still gently stroking Verity’s hand. Just from how he was holding Verity’s hand, he was conveying his warmth and love through touch. His fingers were gentle and soft. He was trying his best to convey all of his love for her through his hands so as to maybe make her calmer. It was all he could do. [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ Verity felt his thumb gently massaging the top of her hand once again. "Good job, my love. We’re getting there. I’m here for you, let’s beat this curse." said Cross. Getting there? But this was only a simple small step. She was sure it was going to take many many steps to get to the point where she was entirely comfortable with Cross touching her. Verity's hand was still clutching onto Cross' hand. "Alright, now let’s just hold hands until you’re ready for more. How’s that? You make a move whenever you’re ready." said the male. ∞ The female turned her head in the direction of Cross. It seemed like a good plan but would it really work? She was probably okay with touching him, but touching her was a whole different story and she only had her biological father to thank. Even the previous pirate captain had tried to get her over her fears. He still treated her like his own daughter nonetheless. Verity slowly scooted closer to Cross, she realized Cross had been happy when she gripped his hand. Once she realized her hand had been hold his hand in a death-like grip, she instantly loosened her grip but didn't take it away like usual. ∞ Verity's other hand twitched some. She felt like she should be doing something with her other hand but she didn't know what. The angel tucked in her wings even more, then an idea popped in her head. Something she had wanted to do for a long time but once again, her fears haunted her. Verity shakily lifted up her other hand and slowly reached out to Cross, only pausing for a few moments. As if she couldn't decide to move on with this or she just wasn't ready for this. The hand hung there in mid-air for few minutes, then Verity's lips tightened as she pursued with her hand. Her fingertips touched Cross' cheek, trailing along his jawline. ∞ She had never knew what his face felt like. Verity's hand that had been holding Cross' hand pulled away slowly to join the other hand in exploration of his face. "Your face is handsome." whispered the female very quietly. Her forefinger brushed against his lips, instantly her hands withdrew a few inches away, her cheeks colored light pink now. Soon, her fingertips resumed the exploration of his face, her heart still beating quickly. [/style][/classy]

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[newclass=box1]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:50px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 0.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=box1:hover]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 0.9; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blah]width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 1.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blah:hover]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; opacity: 1.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar]height: 400px; width: 5px; background: #e6e8e9;[/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #DCC2BB;[/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar-corner]background: #e6e8e9;[/newclass]

[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]360 [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]so cute[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] The male seemed to be as happy as ever, and he was. He was only so happy because his fiancé was finally trying to overcome her fears and he was helping her. Maybe he’d be able to finally hug her like he’d so yearned to do for all of these years. He didn’t want to selfishly pursue something that would hurt her, though. That was the last thing he wanted. Cross felt as Verity’s grip loosened, a factor he didn’t even realize before. He couldn’t tell how tightly she was gripping him because of his strength, he barely felt it. All that loosening her grip did was make him fear she was going to withdraw her hand, but she didn’t. Next thing he knew, he could see her scoot closer to him and her other hand lift into the air, moving in his direction. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster. They were getting there. Cross’s eyes shut for a few seconds as he enjoyed the feel of holding his fiance’s hand without fear of her retreating it. Then he could feel a hand pass along his jawline. Verity had touched his face. His eyes opened slowly as Verity removed her hand from his and moved it to feeling his face. She was exploring his face with her hands, so she could know what he looked like. Cross closed his eyes slowly again, letting his fiancé explore as much as she wanted. A big smile came to his face when she commented on him being handsome, a compliment he never cared about until he heard her say it. I’m going to try to touch you now, ok? It won’t be much, I promise. The male told his fiancé before slowly raising his hands and touching her on the arms, at about the middle of the bicep. He made sure his touch was gentle and slow, so as not to alarm her. How’s this? Cross asked as his hands began to slowly massage Verity’s arms. He was completely calm, but his heart was beating a million miles an hour. Maybe, just maybe, he’d be able to hold his fiancé. [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ Verity's fingers felt the cheeks move as he smiled after Verity gave out the compliment. Her lips turned up into a big smile also. The female was definitely about making him smile. "I’m going to try to touch you now, ok? It won’t be much, I promise." said Cross. Verity froze in her exploration of Cross' face as soon she heard those words. She could feel his arms slowly raising and then she felt his gentle touch on her bicep. Verity took in a big breath, urging herself not to withdraw from his touch. Panic was rising up within her. ∞ "How’s this?" asked her fiance. The female was silent for a moment. "I-I I don't know." whispered the girl, trying not to be so tense. She decided to distract herself with continuing the exploration of Cross with her hands. Her fingers slid down his neck, feeling his muscles as she felt his arms. Then her hands slid onto his chest where Verity felt the heartbeat. Her cheeks flushing a bright pink hue. "Your heart is just as fast as mine..." said the girl in a small whisper. ∞ Completely forgetting about her fears for a moment, Verity instantly placed her head against his chest, curious about his heartbeat. Even though she could not actually "hear" his heartbeat, she could still feel it with her ears. The vibrations thumped against his chest and transferred the feeling to her ear. This was entirely a new world to her and she was amazed by this simple thing. But the moment ended as soon Verity realized she was so close to Cross. Most of her body touching him. She let out a gasp, her cheeks now blushing a shade of red. She scrambled back, the realization of this hit her like brick. She managed to get back, her hands now tucked up against her chest. She had no idea what to do now. [/style][/classy]

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[newclass=box1]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:50px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 0.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=box1:hover]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 0.9; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blah]width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; line-height:40px; opacity: 1.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blah:hover]width:200px; height:200px; background-color: DCC2BB; color:718181; margin-top:-200px; font-family:arial; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:40px; font-weight:800; text-align: left; letter-spacing:-4px; opacity: 1.0; -webkit-transition:all 0.7s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.7s ease; -o-transition:all 2.7s ease;][/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar]height: 400px; width: 5px; background: #e6e8e9;[/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #DCC2BB;[/newclass][newclass=blahtext ::-webkit-scrollbar-corner]background: #e6e8e9;[/newclass]

[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]nottelling [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]kinda bad[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] The response that Verity had to Cross’s touch wasn’t the desired reaction. She wasn’t too sure about how it felt to her. That’s at least what she said. Cross could tell, just from her hands, that Verity was rather shaken. She was struggling to not pull away. Constantly fighting her fears. Cross fought himself to just embrace her and make her feel “better”, though in the end, that would just hurt her more. He endeavored to not do anything too sudden; though Verity seemed to think differently. Cross could feel his fiance’s hands trace down his chest to his heart, which only beat faster because of it. Yes, it is. I’m just excited that you’re fighting your fears for me. Cross said with a smile in response to Verity’s comment on his heartbeat. Then his heart leapt some when Verity pressed her head against his chest, an action she certainly never did. His smile only grew, though at the same time, he had to fight wrapping his arms around her even more. It was almost un-imaginable how much he wanted to hold her. Sadly, it didn’t last. She scrambled away once she realized what exactly she was doing. Damn. It didn’t last. Cross gazed at his blushing fiancé, she was covering up her chest and sitting across from him. You ok, my love? I understand that was shocking, but it was good. The male said with a big smile, trying to soothe her. You can do it, Verity. I’m here for you. He added with another smile, leaning forward a bit. Give me the word and I’ll embrace you, but only when you’re ready. Until then, do whatever you want. The male said to his fiancé, his face full of concern and love. [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ "You ok, my love? I understand that was shocking, but it was good." said Cross. Verity kept silent, almost frozen in her current position. Why does Verity keep thinking that a simple touch was going to hurt her? She was only hurting herself more than necessary by giving into her fears. "You can do it, Verity. I’m here for you." said the man sitting across from her. She felt him lean forward a bit, "Give me the word and I’ll embrace you, but only when you’re ready. Until then, do whatever you want." ∞ Verity still have not said a word this whole time. Still keeping her silence, she scooted closer to him. Her hands reaching out once again to touch his face. Her fingertips once again felt his smooth skin. She was exploring again, her body relaxing again. Her fingers brushed over his eyelids, feeling his eyes lashes. Verity's hands slowly pulled away. "You haven't seen my face before have you?" said the female quietly. She placed her hands on her lap, her face facing downwards, as if she was hiding her face even though it was very well hidden by her helmet. ∞ The female decided not to let that push her away. Someday he might see her eyes and what her face really looked like but now wasn't the time. Verity picked her head up, facing in the direction of Cross. She moved herself closer to Cross now that their legs were touching. Verity leaned forward, her hands still not moving. She stopped when their faces are only a few inches apart. Verity was really mustering up all of her courage to do this. "I-I- th-think I need a hu-hug." whispered the female. [/style][/classy]

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[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]notsaying [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]ace [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]sorry about the wait[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] The white haired male was beginning to worry a bit. Verity hadn’t said a word for a while, since she recoiled. She didn’t really move either. All he could do was wait and see what happened, pretty much. A smile came to his face when he saw his fiance’s gentle hands raise again and felt her fingers exploring his face. He closed his eyes so that she didn’t accidentally poke him in the eyes or anything like that. Plus, he really wanted to focus on her touch. It was so soft, so gentle. Sadly, her hands slowly withdrew once she passed over his eyelids. Verity commented on how Cross had never seen her face before, then looked dejected. Cross wasn’t going to push her, he knew why he had never seen her face. Baby, it’s ok. I’ll see your face when you’re ready… Cross said, his smile never leaving his face. Oh, how much he wanted to reach out and embrace her. Suddenly, Verity scooted closer to Cross, so close that their knees were touching. She then leaned forward, so their faces were only a few inches apart. That was probably the closest she had ever been to him, to be honest. Then, she said how she needed a hug. Well, stuttered, but still. It must have taken a lot of courage to just say that. Cross smiled and slowly, gently wrapped his arms around his fiancé, planting a soft kiss on her lips as he did so. I’m so proud of you, my Verity. My Angel. I hope that kiss was alright… I’m just… so happy. Cross whispered to Verity as one of his hands started to massage her back, his arms full of love and care. How is this? [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ "Baby, it’s ok. I’ll see your face when you’re ready…" said her fiance. Verity still didn't feel better about that though. Verity bit her lower lip gently as she prepared her mind for the incoming physical touch. His arms wrapped around her gently but that wasn't the only touch Verity felt. She felt a soft kiss on her lips. She froze with his arms wrapped around her. She didnt even register that he was hugging her. All she can think about was that kiss. Her first kiss. "I’m so proud of you, my Verity. My Angel. I hope that kiss was alright… I’m just… so happy." said Corss. ∞ Verity was silent. Almost speechless. Her fiance started to massage her back with one of his hand. "How is this?" asked Cross. Verity did not respond, all she could do was place a couple finger on her lips. She was somewhat mystified by that kiss. "...What... was that?" asked Verity is a small whisper. The feeling was so strange. So foreign. "This is what I've been missing?" whispered Verity, more talking to herself rather than to Cross. Verity knew that was a kiss but it was nothing like she had imagined. ∞ Verity's hands reached up, touching both sides of Cross' face. She pressed her lips against his softly. She was so amazed with this simple action yet it meant so much. This simple action triggered all kinds of feelings within her. The feeling of love, nervousness, anxiety, happiness rolled into one. "I... I l-like that. Th-The uhm... kiss." whispered the female, her face already very red by now. [/style][/classy]

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[Cross Messor Sanguine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:400px; float:left; background-image:url(http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m193/Foxman94/Ragna-3.jpg)][classy=lyrics][STYLE=font-size: 12px; letter-spacing:7px]i am an exile[/style][STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]a sojourner[/style] [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]words[/style]notsaying [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]tags[/style]verity [STYLE=font-family:georgia; font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2]notes[/style]cute[/classy][/style][classy=posttextbox][classy=sc][classy=posttext] Cross began to worry. After he reflexively kissed Verity, she went silent. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her at all. He knew he didn’t physically, but emotionally or mentally might be a different story. All he could feel his fiancé do was touch her lips with a few fingers. That had to be her first kiss and she probably didn’t know how to take it. All Cross could really do was hold her and gently massage her back. He could hear her whisper to herself, asking herself little questions here and there. Sadly, though, he couldn’t exactly make out what she said in perfect context. He was far too focused on his own thoughts of what to do next. The next thing he knew, he felt Verity’s hands on his cheeks and her lips against his. She had kissed him this time. The male’s lips conformed to the female’s, completing the kiss. Cross’s heart sped up a bit, thumping against his chest rather quickly and his cheeks blushed a bit. The kiss didn’t last long, but he could feel all of the love behind it. Then Verity spoke, saying how she liked kissing. Cross looked, gazing at her and smiling. Her face was so red. Good, I like it too. Cross said as he gently placed his lips upon her’s again. I’m so proud of you, Verity. I’m holding you and we’re kissing and you are perfectly fine. I knew you could do it. The male said as he gently ran a hand through his fiance’s hair. Never had he been so proud of someone before. She had fought her fears, at least of him. What now, my love? [/classy][/classy]

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[Rico de Arroyo.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:470px;,bTable][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; background-image: url(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6442/veritypost.png)][/style][classy=box1] DANCING SLOWLY IN AN EMPTY ROOM[/classy][STYLE=width:200px; height:200px; color: DCC2BB; background-color:718181;][/style][classy=blah]CAN THE LONELY TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU?[/classy]

[classy=blahtext][STYLE=width:250px; height:380px; overflow:auto; background-color:e6e8e9; color: 46494E; padding:10px; font-family:arial; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; letter-spacing:1px; line-height:10px;]∞ Her face was still tomato red after the kiss. "Good, I like it too." said Cross. That reply only made her blush even darker. Her lips curling up into a shy smile. She kissed back when Cross placed his lips upon hers. "I’m so proud of you, Verity. I’m holding you and we’re kissing and you are perfectly fine. I knew you could do it." said her fiance. ∞ Verity only smiled more, still blushing darkly as ever. The female let out a small soft giggle, a sound she never often made. The sound of the giggle coming from her mouth made her stop suddenly, surprised at the sound she had just made. This only caused her to giggle more for a few moments. ∞ Verity now realized his hand was running through her light blond hair. She smiled and leaned onto Cross. Is this what people meant by finally feeling complete? That everything felt just right? Like nothing bad was going to happen? She didn't really know but for now she was going to enjoy of being free from her own fears for once. ∞ "What now, my love?"ed asked the male. Verity didn't know what was supposed to happen next. "Uhm... I don't know, what comes after kissing normally?" asked the female softly, clueless to how things were supposed to work in love and relationships. The only thing she really knew was that she loves Cross and she loves kissing him too. [/style][/classy]

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