Thursday, November 11, 2004

Clair De Lune-- Chapter 3 (Btw, the setting is modern times, k? Srry today's post was so late)
Elise was laying in Joey's arms when the morning came. She had never been so happy as to lay there in the arms of her lover, her husband, all night. They had kissed, talked as they always did, and were nothing but sweet. Today was there actual honeymoon, and they planned to do nothing but spend it together. She gently leaned up to kiss his cheek, her eyes sparkling with tears of joy.
Joey kissed her back. "Good morning. I see you are finally up now."
She stared in shock. "Joey...? How long have you been awake for? Oh, I am so sorry I am such a late sleeper..."
He grinned. "Elise, you know me, I have an odd sleeping habit, and I am always awake well before the sun is up.... Strangely, this morning I was up merely an hour before you. Do not worry... I enjoy watching you as you sleep. You are so innocent and peaceful when you are.... I love that."
She grinned childishly to her love. He kissed that smile, and they both waited a short while more, kissing and sweetly talking to one another before they got up from their bed, stretching and laughing as Elise mewed slightly as she always did when stretching. Joey went to her and wrapped his arms around the stomach of her nightgown, pulling her to him in a gentle, loving embrace. She smiled, reaching up on her tiptoes to kiss his lips in a feathery touch.
"Elise... you are too perfect...." he whispered, kissing her back.
"You know my sentiments upon that statement... Joey, if I am perfect, you are perfect.... We are so for each other, and no one else can take that away from us." She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He lifted her up, catching her by surprise, and her eyes went wide. She tightened her grip on his neck gently, then laughed with him as they spun around the room lightly. He placed her back on her feet and left the room to go into the bathroom and prepare for the day ahead.
Elise watched him, her perfect love, her perfect man, clad only in a pair of black satin pants. She loved the way he walked, the way he spoke so gentle to her, as if she were some sort of fine crystal art and if too much noise was made, she'd break. She loved everything about him and more. Just his presence of being there with her was so wonderful.
She sighed. "Joey... how perfect you are, my love... my joy and universe...."
Elise smiled, going to pick out her clothes for the day, and waiting by the door for her turn to get ready. She thought for what seemed so short a time about his smile, his eyes, perfectly black orbs, like gems, a circle of green accenting them when he was happier. She leaned against the door frame and sighed deeply when the door open and she fell back into strong arms.
"Joey..." she gasped, breathless from her racing heart.
"It's alright, Elise, I've got you." He grinned. "Now, what on earth could you have been doing leaning against the door, not knowing when it would open next?"
She loved his joking tone, his laughing eyes and smile. "I was thinking about you, what else?" she teased, pushing her way past him once balanced on her feet again. "If you'll kindly excuse me...."
"Of course, Elise. I hope I might be able to talk to you in a few moments? If you are ready still or no?" he asked, so properly and sweetly.
"You may, but only if you promise to behave," she teased again, winking at Joey.
He smiled, and she walked into the bathroom to take a nice, warm shower. He waited outside a mere moment or two, knowing when it'd be safe for him to enter. Just in case, he knocked, and entered when Elise said he could.

Elise had just gotten into the room, placing her clothes on the counter, and grabbing for a nice, warm, fluffy red towel in the small closet. She took off her nightgown, placing the warm towel around her until she'd adjusted the water and turned on the shower. She stepped in, placing the towel on the rack, just inside the door. She heard a knock as the steam rose around her, and she gave word for Joey to come inside.
"Elise? Are you alright? It's awfully steamy in here... the water's not too hot?"
"I don't mean to sound cruel, if I do, but if the water were too hot, Joey, would I be in the shower with it on like this?" She giggled and continued. "But yes, I am fine. I thank you for asking."
"Anytime my love. So, you are well, no? I am sorry to keep asking, but you still looked tired when first you awoke, and it makes me sad to see that you might not be well."
She leaned into the warm water, letting it wash over her. "I am fine, just a bit... I suppose tired, but I am most days now.... And knowing me, why not? I stay up until the earliest hours, sleep little more than five, six if that, hours a night, let alone a week. I'm fine, I assure you, Joey."
He smiled, then he began a conversation with her about what they should spend their day doing. Elise laughed and argued that they spend the day doing as he planned, she wasn't much of one for deciding things. Yet, Joey was persistent, and eventually, he broke her down.
"Oh, fine then," she mumbled, turning off the water, wrapping the towel around her, and sliding open the mirrored door to the shower, which was mirrored to help privacy. "We could..." She thought for a moment, unsure of what all they could do. "Joey, I need choices in which to base my opinion off of, you of all others should know that!"
He stood, walking to her and hugging her wet form to his. "Alright Elise, how about this... I decide what we do for the last half of today, and you decide for the first, sound fair? I'll even give you some help, if you'd like."
She watched him, her eyes glittering with laughter, like a child's. His deep blue shirt and black pants were being soaked through by her, and she wanted to pull away and laugh. She didn't, and stayed wrapped protectively in his embrace for a while longer before laying her head on his chest and nodding.
"Uh-huh. I can live with that...." she mumbled into his chest, loving his warmth more than the warmth of the water which was now gone, replaced by a chilling cold. "I need to get dressed love; I'm cold..."
He rubbed his hands over her arms carefully. "I know, and that's why I was only here to get your answer. Get dressed, then I'll help warm you up more outside, okay?"
She smiled, then nodded. Joey leaned to press a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek. He walked outside, and Elise proceeded in putting on her clothes. She'd chosen a red satin shirt and a black skirt. It was funny how they almost always seemed to read one another's thoughts perfectly, so it seemed. She smiled, and set about dressing herself and combing out her brunette hair.
“Elise... you look lovely. I started a fire for you, in the hearth, and if you’d be so kind as to join me...”
Elise smiled kindly, carefully going to sit beside him in from of the hearth. "Joey... you are too perfect for me. Why on earth would one such as you wish to love me?"
"It was merely fate that brought us together, and although I've never been much of one to believe in destiny, this is one of those cases I tend to think about as being destined. Our souls are one, we are one... for a reason, Elise. Love is not something so easily explained, you should know that. However..." He smiled, kissing her cheek and cupping her porcelain cheek with his hand, “you can surely write it better than anyone I’ve ever known.”
“Oh, Joey. I cannot. I merely attempt to put down how I feel into writing, and it almost never comes out close enough to how I truly feel.”
“Let me decide that and make my own assumptions for myself, my angel. How about letting me hear one of your lovely songs, or maybe even one of those poems?”
“Joey....” she breathed. She thought for a moment, reaching up to touch his hand still at her cheek. “Alright. I’ll go find one I’ve been working on lately. It was to be a surprise, but I think now is as good a time as any, no?”
Joey, looking into her eyes, smiled and nodded. “Why not? Only if you wish to, though. I do look forward to hearing all of your poems, and it is such a welcome change to the rest of this hectic style of the modern life.”
Elise kissed Joey’s hand after pulling it from her face, standing to go to her desk and search for the poem. After a few moments of searching further, she found the poem she’d been working on for at least a week now, trying to perfect it. She thought she was done, and now would be the time to see if she was right. She walked back over to Joey, and sat down, his arms instantly wrapping around her in a protectively sweet embrace.
“Joey... I wrote this for you, you know? It’s called, One. I hope you like it...”
She read the sweet words off the page, letting them come easily, as poetry and songs were meant to be read.
“Oh precious one I know,
All my heart is what I owe;
For the kindness given to me,
For friendship given so faithfully.

The wind whispering sweetly like your words,
Beautifully as the song of the birds;
A spirit pure and true,
Never has there been one like you.

You are never harsh or mean,
You’ve not ever said one hateful thing;
You can always cheer me up,
No matter what put me in a slump.

Sweetly whispered words of kind,
Forever embedded within my mind;
Ever etched into my soul,
You are the one to make me whole.”

“Elise... that was beautiful...” Joey breathed, planting a heart-warming kiss to her lips.
“I am glad you liked it... so very glad. I have been working on it for some time now, and I had hoped it was well worth the time and emotions spent.”
“It was... believe me, my dear Elise.” Joey said, planting another kiss to her petal soft lips. How he could kiss them forever.
“Joey, you are too wonderful, as I said before...” she whispered, smiling as she pushed Joey to his back. “Now...” she said, leaning over him to kiss his lips as he‘d done hers. “What shall we do with our morning?”
He smiled. “Maybe we could go outside and have some more of this fun?”
She looked puzzled for a moment. “Fun? What do you mean?”
“Well, let’s see... your beautiful poetry is an inspiration to do something romantic, yet you pushing me on my back and leaning over me, well... it’s an entirely different story now.” He winked, and laughed lightly.
“Hey! Joey...” she sighed. “You and your jokes....” She laughed. “So, you want to go outside and explore in the woods? Or maybe even sit out in the garden and talk or do something else?”
“It’s all up to you, Elise. I told you. You decide for the morning, and I for this afternoon.”
She hugged him. “Alright, come on then.”
“Come where?” he asked, a bit curious.
“You shall see, and I’m not tell you now.” She winked, standing to put her writing back up and to head towards the door.
Joey followed, and he smiled when he saw her leaping down the flights of stairs at the end of the hall. He sighed o himself, glad to be married to her, glad she was his wife and the one he loved. How she managed to always keep him on his toes and make sure he was happy, he’d never understand, but he loved her all the more for it.
“Elise, wait up, love!” he called after her, bounding down the stairs himself.

“See? I told you you’d like it, after you stopped asking fifty times where I was taking you.” Elise smiled, gesturing to the lovely clearing.
“Elise... wow. It’s beautiful!” Joey stood in shock.
The grass was as green as spring time, even if it was just hitting the end of winter. The trees were tall, but let the sky shine through to reveal a warm morning sun on the area. Flowers were growing all over, and they seemed of the wildest sort. A small brook trickled to the far side, and it seemed as if it were the type of place found in tales of the faerie folk. Elise stood in the middle of it all, her crimson cloak swirling about her as she spun around.
“Isn’t this grand? I found this place when I was a child, and it never changes, no matter what the season!” She beamed, happy as if she still were the child who found this magical place. “Come on Joey, I wish to show you the best part!”
He followed her, and she reached for his hand, dragging him to the far side of the clearing, a lone willow stood by the brook. “Elise... what is this place?”
“I nicknamed it Paradise in my younger years, but now I call it by the name it should be. Rowan Oak. A faerie told me that when I came here last year on my birthday, when I had a few minutes to slip away.” She winked, knowing he’d worried when she’d gone, but was now relieved to know where she’d been. “Here... look just inside, but make no sound, alright?”
Joey nodded, and held his breath as he peeked in under the protective boughs of the willow. There, amid the leaves, waters, and wild flowers, faeries danced and threw a little party of there own. It was the most peculiar sight he’d ever witnessed. A single faeries saw him, though he made no sound, and quietly slipped away.
“Hello there,” she said as Joey leaned back to be in sight of Elise on the other side.
“H-hello?” he stammered, never having talked to a faerie before.
“Oh! Elise! So wonderful of you to finally bring him here! Joey, I take it?”
“Yes. Joey, this is the faerie, Maelie. She’s the one who told me of this place’s true name. She’s one of my best friends.”
Maelie bowed and leapt from in front of Joey’s face to disappear in a flash of light, and have a human sized version of herself standing in front of them.
“Much better...” she said, dusting herself off. “It’s so wonderful to be in a more comfortable size. It’s so hard to be little, and also to try to talk to humans when being so....” She giggled in the cutest voice.
“I see... Elise, why take me here? It is a wonderful place, and Maelie is certainly a pretty thing, and an interesting person to talk to, so it would seem. But still, I must ask why here?”
“Oh, Joey... I wanted to show you, so I could come here with you, and so that I wouldn’t have to be alone.” She looked to Maelie, a cross look on her face. “Oh, Maelie, you know what I mean. It’s wonderful to be among your kind, but I always wanted to share this place with someone I loved... now I can!” She beamed.
“Elise... are you sure it’s alright? Is this not their kingdom?”
Maelie giggled. “Oh no, silly! We faeries don’t have any...’kingdom’.... Merely live where we please. I am so happy to be here with Elise when she decides to come, but now to have you here with her, it shall be more fun!”
“Elise, why choose now to show this to me?” he asked, puzzled by all of this sudden change.
“I chose to do it today, because I thought it might be a nice surprise.... Do you not want to be here?”
“Oh, no... it’s lovely here, but it’s so sudden... and such a big change.”
“I know, and I am greatly sorry for this as well....” Elise lowered her head, and became very sad. “I thought I should’ve brought you here sooner, just to get you used to everything...stupidly, I did not...”
Joey took Elise’s face in his hands. “Do not be sad, please? I did not mean to make you unhappy, and it’s not that bad. It’s just new and sudden. I shall get used to it very soon. Alright?” Joey kissed Elise’s forehead, but her sad expression remained.
Maelie looked to Elise, then to Joey. “Aw, this shall not do at all. I hate to see Elise so unhappy.... Hmm...” the little faerie pondered something for a moment. “How would you both like to come and join our festival of Spring? We are preparing for the new season, and it’s loads of fun!”
Elise looked to Joey. “Would you like to? Maelie can make us their size, so we’d fit right in, if we lost our cloaks. What do you say?”
He thought for a moment, then nodded. “Alright. It seems as though it would make you happiest, so I think I shall join the festival with you both.”
Elise’s eyes brightened and she hugged Joey tightly. “Oh! You are truly wonderful Joey! I thank you so much...”
“Well then!” Maelie said, clapping her hands together, and relieving them both of their cloaks. “Let this festival begin!”

~~~~Here it is, I'm a bit sick, and having to take care of my little sister. I hope you all are well. I am going to go driving now, and I hope to be rid of the sickness soon. Ttyl.. and srry about the late posting... couldn't get online until now... Ja...~~~~
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