Meetings in Moonlight

Ata had slipped on her favorite pale blue dress, and flip flops to match, her hair in a loose bun, and her olive skin glazed in the moonlight. She ran onto the lawn, where she had planned to meet her new friend, and possibly more there. Marco, a sweet, and caring boy... Also one with the opposite powers as her.

This time, Atalia had brought along her small purse, with a water bottle inside, so if the oppurtune moment came, she could show Marco her powers. She wasn't able to create water, but she could handle it effectively. She walked up to a tree, with small blossoms on it, and sat down, waiting for Marco to show up.

Just hearing his voice made her smile. She jumped up, using her small fairy like wings to help her, and ran to him, embracing him. "Hey Marco! I'm so glad to see you!" She kissed his cheek, and giggled. "Elatrion was sleeping like a baby, I sneak out with ease. That, and I'm one of the sneakiest people alive." She stuck out her tongue, and laughed. She hugged him again, and looked up at his sparkling eyes... They were amazing.

"I can't get you out of my mind."

Atalia giggled, and kissed him lightly on the lips. She was so happy around him, and sneaking out to meet him, made it even more exciting. The moonlight washed gently over them, and she rested her head on his chest, and let him hold her.

Though after a moment, her scatterbrained personality took over, and she gently pulled away, looking up at the stars. She spun around in a circle, and then fell onto the ground. She laughed, and waved for Marco to join her. "Aren't they beautiful?"

Atalia blushed, and shook her head. "I am nothing compared to stars!" She rested her head on his chest once more, feeling his heart beat under her ear. Marco seemed to be a bit troubled though... She felt it in his words, her intuition was extremely sensitive.


"Are you alright?" She looked up at him, and ran a hand through his lovely hair, and concern filled her watery blue eyes.

Atalia's eyes glimmered in the moonlight, and her cheeks turned a rosy red to match them. She laughed, and shrugged. "Well, if you insist." She squeezed him gently in a strange hug, and sighed. It was such a wonderful night, and she felt blessed to be able to spend it with Marco.

Though her smile dimished as soon as Marco told her of what he was thinking. She sat up, and looked into his eyes. She placed a hand on his cheek lovingly, with concern replacing the glimmering in her eyes. "Do you need to talk about it? You know I'll always be here for you." She really didn't know anything about his past... But that really didn't bother her, unless it was something that bothered him, and he needed to talk to someone.

Atalia returned his kiss lovingly, and held his face softly. She always lost herself in his kisses, and smiled.

His mother... Atalia frowned, and started to remember her own mother... Well, really she was just the woman who had birthed Elatrion and herself. But a memory flaw? Like amnesia? Atalia raised an eyebrow, and sat crossed legged beside Marco. "Like amnesia, memory flaw?" She bit her lip.. Wondering if she wanted to go into details about her own mother...

Ata laughed as he retorted with his obliviousness to big words, and stuck out her tongue. She wondered what was behind the man she seemed to be falling for... She moved herself to where she was sitting in his lap, and kissed his cheek. "And I could never forget you."

Ata then thought about whether or not she was going to go into the subject of her own mother. She didn't really hate her, just resented her abandonment. She looked up at Marco, and shook her head. "Just remembering the past as well, I suppose. My mother, well, she isn't really worth remembering. Elatrion is more bitter about it than I ever could be... Though I think Ela needed her more than I did, too." What would it have been like to have a mother and a father who loved you?

Atalia smiled, and nodded. "I've always wondered what it would have been like to have loving parents. Ours failed to admit that we existed." She shrugged, and acted as if their ignorance rolled off her shoulders. "I don't really blame them though... They were normal people who gave birth to not only twins, but twins with powers... And if having twins isn't hard enough... and with Elatrion's illusions... " Her voice trailed off, and she imagined how hard it must have been for her parents... But they still should have tried, right?

Atalia wrapped her arms around Marco, and kissed his neck softly. "But that doesn't matter now. They are gone, and I have you." She smiled, and giggled.

Atalia then let go of Marco after giving him one last squeeze. For Elatrion was consuming her thoughts. She started biting her nails - a sign something was wrong. It was a nervous habit that she hardly noticed anymore, for her worries of her sister grew by the passing days. She had a bad feeling about this new kid Axel, and didn't think he was good for her.

Though Atalia kept quiet, and looked from Marco, to the stars, and lay on her back in the grass.

Atalia kept quiet for a bit, trying to find the words to express her anxiety over her sister. As Marco nuzzled her neck she giggled, and cupped her hands around his face, lifting it into a kiss. She found herself unable to resist his flirtatious gestures. Her smile grew as she saw the shooting star with him, and she felt her night was complete. She saw a shooting star with the man she believed she could possibly love. She closed her eyes, making the wish, and then slowly opened them, bringing her lips into her mouth, and wetting them.

As he pulled her close, she started biting her nails again. "It's Elatrion... She seems different... And I think it has to do with that boy. She wanted to talk to me tonight, but she was so tired she just fell asleep... But that boy... There's something about him... I can't put my finger on it... Intuition, you know?" She bit her nail again, before resting her head once again on Marco's chest.