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Lady Luck	By : Amarin Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 2207 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ready To Fall In Love
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Japanese
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Okaa-san � Mother (Your Own)
Suki da yo � Literally, this means, �I like you best.� In most circles, however, it�s come to mean something closer to, �I love you.�
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I get a feeling I can�t explain
whenever your eyes meet mine.
My heart spins in circles
and I lose all space and time.
And now that we�re standing face-to-face
somethin� tells me it�s gonna be okay�
No one before you has gotten to me this way.
And now that we�re standing face-to-face
there�s something that I need to say�
I�m ready to fall in love tonight;
ready to hold my heart open wide.
I can�t promise forever, but baby, I�ll try�
Yes, I�m ready to fall in love tonight.
Nothing is certain, this I know.
Wherever we�re headed I�m ready to go.
I can�t promise forever, but baby, I�ll try.
Yes, I�m ready to fall in love tonight�
Yes, I�m ready to fall in love tonight�
Yes, I�m ready to fall in love tonight�
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Meredith Edwards � Ready To Fall
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Another month had passed, and Tristan had grown even surer of the thought that had flitted through his head that afternoon five weeks ago when he had comforted Dara, and again the next week at the club.
It had started as just a feeling he couldn�t explain whenever he looked into her eyes. Clich�d though it may have been, it caused his heart to perform flip-flops in his chest and hours went by in what seemed to be mere seconds when he thought about her.
Nothing before in his life had ever made him feel like that. So free, and yet connected to another person; so wonderfully warm whenever they were together. And he wanted to be with her as much as possible.
He didn�t know when it had happened, or what had prompted it, but�
He was in love with her.
It was an amazing, heady feeling, and one he wouldn�t trade for the world.
Tristan just wished he knew if she felt the same way. After all, as far as he knew, he was the only other person who knew her secret. He was pretty much her only dating option.
Was she just going out with him because she felt she had no other choice?
He tried not to think of that, since his heart sank into his stomach whenever he did.
Of course, while he was trying not to think of that, Dara had been doing some �not-thinking� of her own�
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�What makes it worth it for you?� Dara asked from out of nowhere.
Tristan was stunned. One minute they were sitting in the living room watching a movie and the next she comes up with a question like that? �What?� he asked incredulously.
Dara sighed and averted her eyes. �What makes this relationship worth it for you?� she reiterated. �We can�t tell anyone we�re together, and even if we did, they�d think we�re both gay.�
I thought I was gay when I first realized my feelings for you. And while most of the world is iffy about gays, our friends wouldn�t care; you know that.�Like I care,� Tristan tried to reply, but was cut off by Dara�s next words.
�Which would probably be preferable to telling them I�m a girl because then they�d think we�re both freaks � me for cross-dressing as a lifestyle and you for dating me,� Dara continued. She was rambling now, her words coming out faster than she could think, but she supposed that was what happened when you kept all your fears and insecurities bottled up inside and almost never let them out.
Sensing this was going to be an involved conversation, Tristan grabbed the remote and pressed the mute button. They didn�t need any distractions � and this conversation, which had definitely been a long time in coming, was more important than watching Star Wars for the umpteenth time. �You�re not a freak, Dara,� Tristan said, repeating his words from several months before. It still amazed him � and not in a good way � that Dara could present such a fa�ade of self-confidence as Duke, but inside, she was a complete emotional wreck.
It was times like this that made him glad her father had died in the fire that that burned down the original Black Crown, if only because he could never figure out a painful enough way of killing him were he still living.
Plus, he didn�t think she�d appreciate him getting thrown in prison. Even if she probably would appreciate the sentiment.
�And I don�t get what makes this relationship worth it for you; hell, we�re not even having sex, so why the fuck do you stick with me?� she demanded, seemingly having run out of steam, as she collapsed back into her chair once her words had run out.
Is that was this is about? Tristan thought, confused. She thinks I�ll leave her if we don�t have sex?
Hey, I can wait�not forever, but then I don�t think she can, either, Tristan reflected, remembering one particularly heated make-out session three weeks prior that had almost ended with them both topless.
Taking a good look at his girlfriend, Tristan thought that while that might have been the fear she�d voiced, it wasn�t actually the one at the forefront of her mind. Dara kept slanting him looks out of the corner of her lowered eyes; they seemed to be half-yearning, half-disappointment.
It all clicked in his head: her flirtatious manner, how she was always so affectionate with him though she seemed reluctant to go too far or too fast, her leading questions about the future� So she�s wondering why I haven�t made a move? Tristan wondered disbelievingly. Does she want me to? Does she think I don�t really want her because I�ve been going slow? I was trying to let her set the pace; Okaa-san always taught me to be a gentleman�
Turning that over in his mind, Tristan realized that he might have been proceeding on the wrong social premise.
But she taught me to chivalrous to girls � Dara�s been living as a guy for half her life. I�m not even sure Dara thinks of herself as a real girl, especially with this whole �freak� thing she�s got going. I remember that whole thing with the BSRI test last month�
And hell, what do I know about girls � I tried to get Miho to go out with me by giving her a freaking puzzle. And even if I go on what I do know about girls � I�d still know even less about Dara.
She isn�t an ordinary girl, after all. Maybe I should just treat her like a person and hope for the best.
�You,� Tristan said lowly, pulling Dara close by way of his hand on her shoulder.
�What?� Dara asked, sniffing back tears.
Kneeling down in front of her, Tristan put his hands on her knees and looked up into her eyes. �You make it worth it for me, Dara,� Tristan said solemnly.
�Me?� she asked in a small voice.
�Yeah, you,� Tristan confirmed. �You�re all I�ve ever wanted, Dara.�
�You wanted a girl with more psychological problems than an entire mental institution?� she asked incredulously.
Though her tone was joking, Tristan could hear the very real self-loathing in her voice. �No,� he breathed, one hand coming up to cup her face. �I want a girl with eyes that dance and shine when she�s happy, with a smile that lights up my day. I want a girl who never backs down, and isn�t afraid to be herself no matter how off-the-wall some might consider her to be. I want a girl that�s tough, and giving, and kind, and oh-so-beautiful in nothing but a pair of jeans and a T-shirt that she takes my breath away.�
He had no idea when he�d become a poet, but considering the look in her eyes at that precise moment�he was damn glad of it.
Her breath hitched in her throat and just stared at him, awed wonder on her face. �You�you mean it?�
�I�d never lie to you, Dara,� Tristan promised. �I�I�� He let out a breath of frustration. Why was this so hard?
Dara was waiting patiently for him to continue, and looking into her green eyes, so full of the fire that drove her�he knew�just knew�that it was the right time.
And with that realization, he wasn�t afraid to say it anymore. Taking a deep breath, he reached out and clasped her hand in his. The words flowed out of him like water under a bridge. Looking directly into those jade green orbs, Tristan said softly, heart in his mouth, �Suki da yo, Dara.�
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Dara froze. The words had hit her with all the force of a ton of dice.
He�what? she thought, stunned. He can�t mean� He loves me?
Me?
�Tristan�� she said, at a loss. �I��
�I know this seems sudden,� he started, but Dara shook her head.
�No, it�s really not,� she assured him. I remember how I felt that night a month ago. I thought I could fall in love with him. What made me think he wouldn�t have felt it, too?
Experience? she thought, her mood taking a downward turn from the elation those four simple words had filled her with. Except�no one but him has ever made me feel like this. Like�maybe if he can love me�there�s still hope.
Hope for me to feel the same way.
And I do, I have for a while now, I just� I�m afraid, she realized. I have to tell him how I feel. I can�t let my fears hold me back, Dara decided. �Tristan, I� I love you, too,� she said, voice ragged and almost inaudible. I do, so much. But�is that enough?
Tristan�s smile lit up the whole room with his obvious happiness. Only� �I�m sensing a �but� here,� he said dryly.
Dara gave a crooked grin in reply. �You and I both know that nothing lasts forever,� she said sadly. �I can�t promise you anything; the future is so uncertain,� she said. She sighed and looked down at their clasped hands. �My future is so uncertain.� Could I live the rest of my life with this masquerade? It�s not like I could tell the world I�ve been cross-dressing for half my life. And, if for no other reason, Duke Devlin needs to exist to be the creator of Dungeon Dice Monsters.
If I�m ever able to live as Dara, it would have to be in addition to being Duke. And Tristan�no matter what he feels for me now� One day it might be too much to put up with the lies, the double life�
�Everything is uncertain, Dara,� Tristan pointed out. �And I�m not asking for you to promise anything except to try.�
�Try?� Dara asked uncertainly. I could do that� Right? And�and so could he.
�Yeah,� Tristan confirmed, voice soft.
I have to�if only because I know I�ll regret it if I don�t�but if I do, there�s a chance for us�albeit a small, almost infinitesimal one. Taking a shuddering breath, Dara gave him a blinding smile. �I can do that,� she said firmly.
Tristan�s grin almost outshone hers. �I�m glad,� he said, his thumb rubbing soothingly across her knuckles. �Real glad,� he breathed and drew her towards him for a kiss.
Their lips met, everything but the two of them fading away. Dara�s doubts, her fears, her worries about the future� Her heart, for once, was not closed off, keeping Tristan even the slightest bit at bay. It was open wide, accepting everything he had to give her�
And what he had to give her was his love.
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