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Why thank you! I'm glad you like it! I've tried
Not that I don't totally love this pairing, but I'm running out of ideas and want to get on with another complicated writing project. So enjoy! Hopefully this’ll be enough fluff, so please excuse the bad writing
I tend to do emoish-fluff, so hopefully this’ll pass!
Chapter Three: Don’t Let Go
“Apollo, why do we have to wait here?” Trucy whispered, trying to hear what was going from the other side of the door. She and Apollo were currently holed up in her room.
“According to Mr. Wright, he needed to have a “private conversation” with whoever was on the phone earlier. Just be glad that he let us stay in your room instead of going out there
,” Apollo explained, pointing to Trucy’s window which showed the rough storm that was outside.
“I just hope everything’s okay…” Trucy said worriedly.
Iris felt herself being blindly carried somewhere. She suddenly realized that as she had been pulled from outside, she had shut her eyes against the fluorescent lighting and the water in her eyes wasn’t from the rain.
When Iris felt that Phoenix had stopped walking, she decided to open her eyes and step out. If the mood already wasn’t so somber, she probably would have giggled at the sight of all the magic tricks and the mess in the room. It was amazing that the couch she and Phoenix were near was actually clean. As she looked around, she felt Phoenix suddenly grasp her hands; she looked up towards him.
His eyes were looking at her with a strange, kind look that she didn’t expect. Iris had seen those eyes so many times before: when they first started going out at college; when she saw him the first time that he had gone to Hazakura Temple; and whenever he’d visit her at the Detention Center. After all these years, Iris had come to miss those eyes, but she felt like perhaps she didn’t deserve to see them again. Now that she was, however, Iris couldn’t help a tear from being released from her eyes and rolling down her cheek, realizing the gift he had unwittingly given her. The salty tear’s path, however, was halted by Phoenix’s finger as he brushed it away. Wordlessly, both of them seated themselves, their hands never letting go of each other.Please Iris… don’t let go ever again…
Only you know how to heal me.
“Iris…” Phoenix began; the problem was that he wasn’t sure what to say. As he paced back in forth in his office, he had all of his questions that he wanted to ask her prepared ahead of time.Why did you run away?
Why did you never answer me?
Why did you try to commit suicide?
However, as he was rehearsing how he would ask his questions, all of his thoughts disappeared the moment she knocked on the door. As he glanced at her, all alone and miserable in the rain, he didn’t want to see her so gloomy; so he pulled her out of the shadows and into the light. Even as he tried to remember what he wanted to ask, all his mind could make out were Why’s
“…I’m glad you came, Iris,” Phoenix managed to say. Iris was looking down with her eyes closed, not wanting to look up at him.How could you be glad?
I thought I made you miserable…
“You still call me Iris, yet I’ve been nothing but lies this whole time. I wasn’t even trying to lie to you… and yet, that’s what has happened,” Iris murmured. She shut her eyes tightly, not wanting to see Phoenix’s reaction. The only reason Iris kept holding onto his hands was because Phoenix was clenching very tightly and was not about to let go, and because Iris didn’t want
to let go, either. This feeling, this touch… it had its own special comfort.
Iris suddenly opened her eyes when she felt Phoenix let go of her left hand; he gently touched the tip of her chin and turned it to face him.
“Your name and this moment with you isn’t a lie,” Phoenix whispered; his words made Iris hesitate for a moment. Not wanting to waste the opportunity, he kissed her lips with a soft tenderness that Iris only remembered in her deepest memories. She felt his hand slide from her chin to her shoulder and slowly down her arm to her left hand, grasping it ever so tightly once again. Iris felt all of her fears and regrets melt away as she held onto the kiss…
When they released from the kiss, Iris saw Phoenix’s bright, now-more-cheerful eyes. It just didn’t make sense.
“I don’t understand; even though I’ve caused you pain, you’re so joyful right now,” Iris pondered. Phoenix only smiled.
“Don’t you realize that you fill me with such joy?” Phoenix answered. Iris’s breath caught and she had to swallow the lump in her throat to attempt at speaking again.
“I thought I had done something wrong; I thought that you didn’t want to see me again. So I left… but as I went on, I realized that I couldn’t bear to go on without you. Suddenly, one day, my life had been torn to pieces. I-I thought I had to end it…” Iris said forlornly, explaining what had happened to her all those years ago. Phoenix became concerned and lightly pushed her head nearer to his shoulder, letting go of her left and again and placing his free arm around her shoulders. Hearing her speak of the past years’ events was difficult for him; while he was in his own melancholy, she was trying to fight other kinds of oppression.
“Is that when you jumped into the river?” Phoenix asked with slight apprehension. Iris nodded sadly in response.
“But I couldn’t end it… something forced me to resurface,” she clarified. Iris closed her eyes to try to remember. She couldn’t exactly recollect the feeling she had felt; it was a mix of hope, optimism… and love.
“’Something forced you to resurface’?” Phoenix repeated quizzically. Iris was still trying to remember how she felt; she thought she finally understood.
“I believe it was something to do… with you,” Iris answered. “Even thought I was trying to suppress the emotion, I still loved you and… I didn’t want to let you go.” She felt another round of tears beginning to be created. Phoenix squeezed her hand.
“I’m very glad that you didn’t give up,” Phoenix began. “I had received evidence from Maya that you were still alive… but I felt like there was no way I could believe something so wonderful was actually reality.” Iris glanced up at him with a kind of hopeful and content look. “I felt like I couldn’t face you after I lost my badge. So I hid in this office in my depression; when I realized my mistake, it was too late,” Phoenix ended. Iris bit her lip and rubbed his hand.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you were going through so much trouble,” Iris apologized sincerely. Phoenix sighed softly and looked down at the floor.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you were going through so much pain,” he answered. Iris looked up at Phoenix.
“I’ve forgiven you, Feenie, but,” she paused for a second before continuing, “can you forgive me?” Instead of answering, Phoenix used the arm that was currently around her shoulders in a protective manner and turning her by the shoulders so that he could embrace and kiss her again. At one point, Phoenix released and whispered, “Yes.” That’s when Iris decided to be more assertive and kissed him again. He was caught off-guard, but pleased nevertheless.My heart… is being sewn together with stronger string…
After they parted once again, Iris held a kind of hopeful look in her eyes.
“Thank you for giving me another chance, Feenie. I promise to never let go again,” she said softly. Phoenix, with his contagious and charming grin, leaned closer to whisper in her ear.
“No; thank you
for teaching me that these wounds on my heart… can heal.”
Well, for now, that’ll be the end. If I ever get anymore ideas, I’ll keep writing. But otherwise, this is the end of this story; it was meant to be something for me to work on while I thought of ideas for another up-coming fanfic. I hope you guys enjoyed it, even though it probably wasn’t the best quality. I tried!
But helpful criticism is appreciated!