She sat on the haut, retour au début of the mountain, looking at the sun's amber rays against the dusty rose sky. She slowed her heavy breathing. Every part of her hurt, but she had wanted to get a good view of the silver moon as it rose. The crescent sliver was to appear in a few moments.
She could see for miles up here and enjoyed the way the wind cooled her down; the climb was well worth her pain. She made herself comfortable and waited. minutes later, she heard a noise behind her. She didn't move, hearing plus than one warning. But she knew she was safe. If someone had attacked them, she'd have been the first to know.
“Didn't think that after I was done training I'd have to climb a mountain just to see you.”
She smiled as the silver haired boy sat beside her. She heard his labored breathing and waited for him to catch his breath before taking his hand in hers.
“Sorry,” she finally said. “I just came up here to watch the sunset and then the moon rise.”
He smiled and pulled her against him. She settled into him, barely noticing the smell the mountain climb had caused. They sat in the serene quiet as the sun went to bed. The moon poked it's head out and then joined it's brothers in the sky.
“I've missed you,” he whispered into her hair.
“And I've missed you. But toi have work to do.”
“How often do toi come up here alone?”
“Never. This is the first time I have ever climbed this high.”
“Do toi hurt?”
“A bit, but it's worth it.”
He just nodded and held her close, s’embrasser her hair and brow.
“See the colors?” she asked a few minutes later as if the lull in the conversation had never taken place.
He gave a nod and then she continued.
“It means summer is close.” Here she turned to look at him, a light blush covering her cheeks. “I can't tell toi how many summers went par and I wished for a summer romance. But I don't have to wait for that anymore.”
His eyes filled with l’amour and he smiled before placing his lips on hers. She kissed him back before cuddling deeper into him. She pulled a collier from her pocket and slipped it around his neck. He picked up the sun-shaped charm and grinned. He looked up at her loving smile and kissed her again.
“We may be different as night and day, but I l’amour you, Tara.”
She nuzzled his neck as a smile broke her face, the crescent sliver bathing them in moonlight.
“I l’amour you, too, Alek.”