"Wish" update! *finally!*5-12-10

[Mars]

Rain pattered against the windows. Apolo pointed out the sights of the city, and I felt like I was seeing them all for the first time. Seeing the Space Needle, glowing in the distance, made me sigh happily. He smiled, squeezed my shoulder, and I knew he understood. Talk about coming full circle.
I didn’t notice the limo slowing down until Apolo glanced out the window. Then he grinned at me.
“We’re here.”
“Here” was a restaurant that looked very elegant. Refined architecture, garden-lined walkway. On top of that, there was dim yet romantic lighting that extended, it seemed, into the building. The place felt glamorous but not snobbish or over-the-top. We walked hand-in-hand. I did my best to mirror his casual confidence with more success than usual.
A waiter led us through the building, past crowds of curious diners, to a secluded area with a balcony overlooking the sea. He handed out menus and was about to go get our drinks when Apolo stopped him with a friendly shoulder clap.
“Don’t let anyone bother us, alright, man?”
“Yes, sir.” The guy nodded, closing the door behind him as he left. I barely noticed. I was too busy examining the way the table was set up. One chair was on each side. No, I thought, that wouldn’t do at all.
“Wait a second..” I said when he started to sit down. He waited with a cute and very amused smile while I grabbed one of the chairs then moved it next to its partner. “There. That’s better.”
“It’s more than better. It’s perfect.” In a split second his smile softened. Then he pulled a chair out, gesturing for me to sit down. So I sat, unable to stop smiling to save my life. He pushed my chair in, stroked my shoulder, and sat beside me. At that exact moment my stomach roared. I blushed, but Apolo just grinned with a teasing glint in his eyes.
“You –did- eat today, right?”
“Ye-es! Well, I had breakfast anyway. I wasn’t really hungry after that, though. Too nervous about tonight, I guess.” I bit my lip, glanced down at my hand. Immediately I felt a surge of warmth as his hand covered mine.
“Are you still nervous?”
“A little.”
“You’ll be fine. Noone’s going to mess with us tonight.” His fingers brushed against the back of my hand with each word.
“Promise?”
“I promise.” Hand squeeze and grin. “So..what’re you hungry for?”
“I’m not really sure. Something different, I guess.”
“Okay. Let me see.” He glanced down at my menu, searching intently for some unknown item. When he found what he was looking for he put his finger next to it. “How about this?”
I read the description, considered, and nodded.
“That sounds delicious. Thanks.” On some impulsive whim I kissed his cheek. “For being so sweet, I mean.”
“No problem, Marlise. You definitely deserve it.” To emphasize this he kissed my nose. Five seconds later the waiter came back and Apolo rattled off our orders. The waiter wrote them down and nodded before taking off again. As for me, my eyes were glued to the man beside me, completely mesmerized.
“You really mean that, don’t you?”
“Yeah. I do.” His gaze was intense, but in a good way. “You’re not dreaming, by the way.”
“Apolo, if this is a dream, I must be in a friggin’ coma!” Somehow I managed to say this with a straight face…that is, until I saw him grin. I knew I was pretty much screwed, so I giggled. “I’m sorry. That was silly.”
“You’re fine, baby. That was cute. I like your sense of humor.”
“Even when it’s crazy?”
“Especially when it’s crazy. I love how easily you embrace your crazy side.” He lifted his hand to my cheek. My breath caught in my throat, anticipating his kiss…but it never came. His eyes darkened, still sparkling in the dim light. He didn’t move, though.
Then….Finally, I got the hint and spoke up.
“I love you.” So long ago I had had trouble saying it. Now, though, it felt as natural as breathing.
“Much better.” Barely a whisper. “I love you too.” The kiss that followed was soft, sweet….aand entirely too short. I sighed in protest, then turned to see what had stolen his attention. Our waiter had returned with our meals in what seemed like record time. Suddenly my protest felt pathetic. I mean, Apolo was only protecting our privacy. At least he wasn’t the type of man that wanted everyone to know about his (well, our) love life. That was definitely a blessing.
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[Mars]

Yep, another one. I may post more tonight, but I'm probably going to wait til either tomorrow after class or sometime Tuesday. As always, watch out for blog updates =D
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We spent a while eating and reflecting. The sea was choppy thanks to the rain, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that we were together, sharing a special time without having to worry about anything (or anyone) else.
After we ate we walked to the balcony. A breeze swept through and I shivered. I tried to hide it but he noticed anyway. Without saying anything he took off his jacket, draped it over my shoulders, and pulled me into his arms.
“Thanks..” I whispered. So sincere, so warm…and so romantic! He shook his head, and I knew he was up to something. I just didn’t know what.
“No, not yet. Look in the pocket. Curious, I did as I was told and pulled out a skinny black box. Before I opened it a lightbulb went off in my head. Oh CRAP!
“H-hold on. I got you something too. I just forgot about it until now.” I grabbed a gift bag out of my purse and handed it to him. I froze for a second, not sure what to do.
“Go on, ‘Lise. Ladies first.”
I took a deep, deep breath, then opened the box. What I saw made me gasp. It was a diamond bracelet, slim and delicate. I touched it and sighed.
“Thanks, Apolo.”
“You’re welcome.” A satisfied smile. He picked up the bracelet and examined my arm. “Hold still, alright?” “Gotcha.” No easy task considering how fast my heart was pounding. He clasped the bracelet on, then traced over it with his finger. Then he raised my hand and kissed my wrist. It felt amazing. You know, almost like he was kissing my heartbeat. When he broke away and reached for his own gift I couldn’t help smiling.
Somehow I knew, just knew, he’d like what I got him. This intuition was quickly confirmed. He pulled out the watch, examined it, and grinned at me again.
“This is cool. You designed the band, didn’t you?”
“Y-yeah, I did. D’you really like it?”
He shook his head with a perfectly straight face, which was betrayed by the glimmer in his eyes.
“No, Marlise. I love it.” A pause. He put the watch on with expert ease then hugged me again. “Thanks, baby.”
“You’re welcome. Happy anniversary, Apolo.” The first of many, I hoped. Spending years with him, growing closer as time passed, was more than a little appealing. Maybe…I thought, just maybe…
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[mellie]

Oh I loved it.*sigh* He is so sweet and romantic.(^_^)

[Mars]

Last one for now =) Ha ha, sorry. I got really caught up in typing this time.
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Before my thought could progress his voice caught my attention.
“There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“It’s nothing bad, is it?”
“No. Not at all.” His fingers stroked my cheek and I knew he was telling the truth.
“Okay. Shoot.” I moved so we were eye-to-eye, fascinated by his expression. It was focused but at the same time sweet. I got the feeling he wanted to talk about something he considered important. Special, too.
“Next week I’m working at a camp for underpriviledged kids. I remember you told me your office is going to be closed for renovations, so I was wondering if you wanted to go with me.”
I thought about it, never leaving his gaze, and smiled.
“That sounds great. I’d love to go and help. Be your sidekick, I guess.”
“Nah, not sidekick. I prefer the term ‘partners.’ It implies equality.” He flashed me a cute smile and kissed my nose again.
“That sounds pretty good too.” Impulsive? No, I was feeling affectionate. I lifted my right hand up, touching his neck before moving to his jaw and cheek. His skin was warm, smooth clean shaven except for a certain spot on his chin. My thumb smoothed over the edge of his soul patch, a contact that brought a new and amazing light to his eyes. That was when impulse, pure and sweet, kicked in. I took a breath, closed my eyes, and kissed him, letting my hand comb through his hair. My other hand remained on his chest, savoring the feel of his heartbeat.
Suddenly the night wasn’t so chilly.

[Mars]

Eventually the kiss broke but our embrace didn’t. We stood together for a while, not saying much. Just enjoying each other’s company. It didn’t get much better than that. I yawned and leaned my head against his. He chuckled softly, stroked my shoulder. At that moment the waiter came in and told us that it was closing time.
“I…guess we gotta go, huh?” Sigh.
“Yeah. Don’t sweat it, though. Tonight’s not over yet.” I opened my mouth to ask what he meant, what he had in mind, but he shook his head. Wrapped his arm around my waist and smiled. “You’ll see.”
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Ice cream.
We were in a limo at ten o’clock at night, and he had just ordered ice cream. The more I thought about it the more I smiled. Cuddled next to him like this, smiling came pretty easily.
The driver handed back the ice cream, then closed the barrier window. Aah, privacy. How I loved it.
“Having a nice night, Marlise?”
“Definitely. Everything’s perfect.” I kissed his cheek, enjoying the warmth of his skin after the cold ice cream. When I finished my cone I moved closer, rested my head on his shoulder, and sighed. “..Especially this.”
“I agree.” He stroked my hair, his voice as gentle as his hand. Then he whispered something in Japanese that I thought sounded sweet…even if I had no idea what it was.
“What does that mean?”
“I love you.” At that moment his eyes were indescribable. The amber and green swirled together, sparkling as his gaze met mine.
“That’s beautiful. Apolo, you really are a romantic.”
“I know.” He said it again, slowly this time. God, it even –sounded- romantic. Almost like a song or poem.
“I love you too.” I whispered back. Then we kissed. It was soft. It was sweet. Yet I felt like it set my skin on fire. Apolo noticed, which wasn’t surprising since his hand was on my cheek. His touch softened, and I felt like he was touching my heart. In a way, I guess he really was.
He held me close, and I realized ‘perfect’ was an understatement. ‘Heaven’ was probably more accurate. I was so blissed out that I couldn’t help sighing. Curious, he glanced down at me.
“What’s up?”
“Nothin’. I was just thinking.” I shrugged. “If either of our phones ring tonight, I’ll be so pissed.”
“If one of them rings I’ll break it myself.” Teasing. This time, though, he didn’t look cute. He looked downright sexy. He grabbed his phone, switched it off, and dropped it into my purse. At first all I could do was stare at him, incredulous.
“Apolo, you didn’t have to..”
“Yes, I did. I promised you noone would bother us, and I always keep my promises. Especially to you.”
Let’s pause for a moment. If any other guy told me this, I probably would’ve either laughed or called him a liar. Apolo meant it, though. One look into his eyes proved it. His mouth curved into a small smile then brushed against my cheekbone. I blinked in an effort to think clearly that wasn’t entirely successful.
“So, um, what’s next? After we get home, I mean.”
I noticed how easy it was to think of his house as a second home, but didn’t really put much thought into it past noticing. His expression distracted me. Hell, -he- distracted me.
“I think you know,” was all he said before he kissed me. I knew, all right. One kiss would lead to countless others, as well as an increasingly familiar feeling of total bliss.
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Some time later I was wrapped in his arms, wearing one of his shirts and feeling extremely happy. I stroked his chest and he kissed my nose.
“Comfy, baby?”
“M-hmm.” This was true. Apolo made a good pillow. “How about you? How d’you feel?”
“I feel amazing, thanks to your magic fingers.” He kissed my free hand, gentleman and sweetheart all at once.
“You really like my hands, huh?” More comment than question.
“Yeah. They’re beautiful, just like you.” In the dim light his eyes were amazing. They looked darker than usual, although they still sparkled. His next words were no more than a whisper. “I love you, Marlise.”
“Love you too, Apolo.” I rested my head against his. Yawned. “Always, right?”
“Always.” His lips brushed against my cheek, then it was his turn to yawn.
“Ready to call it a night?”
“Definitely. Sweet dreams, sleeping beauty.”
“G’night, sweet prince.” I whispered with another yawn. He kissed my forehead, and said no more. In seconds he was snoring peacefully, arms still snug around me. So I followed suit. I closed my eyes and let the sound of his breathing lull me to sleep.
Perfect…

[mellie]

Perfect way to celebrate their first year anniversary.*sigh*

[Mars]

The sun was shining, birds were chirping…aaand I was fast asleep. It was, after all, Sunday morning.
My peaceful slumber was interrupted by a strong yet gentle touch. I made a noise and clenched my eyes closed. The touch became a nudge. I still didn’t move and had to fight a smile when I head him laugh.
The next thing I knew I wasn’t being tickled. I was being kissed. My eyes flew open and his face was the first thing I saw. He was smiling. Not a surprise.
“Good morning.”
“Mm. Morning.” I stretched, then sniffed the air. “What smells so good?”
“Sausage, eggs, and fruit. I made breakfast.” Apolo’s smile was almost shy. Almost, not quite. He ran a hand through his hair then handed me a plate. “Surprise.”
“Aww, that’s really sweet. Thank you.”
I hugged him, careful not to dump food everywhere. Instantly his smile brightened.
“No problem, ‘Lise.” He sat next to me. “I’ve been wanting to do this for, like, months.”
“It was worth the wait. This is friggin’ delicious.”
“Thanks. I’m glad you like it.” A gentle shoulder squeeze. “Eat up before it gets cold.”
“Gotcha.” I did what I was told, although I couldn’t help smiling. Who could blame me? First he treated me to the most romantic night of my life, then he made me breakfast in bed. This was the kind of weekend a lot of girls only dream or read about. I knew it would get even better, too. I just didn’t know exactly how. Another one of his surprises, I thought, munching on an apple slice.
“Got any plans for today?”
“Nope. None. I thought we’d figure that out ourselves. What do you think?”
By now he had finished eating and turned his full attention to me. This included looking right into my eyes and resting a hand on my upper leg. Aah, butterflies!
“I think you’re a genius. I also think that if you don’t cut that out,” I gestured to his hand, “I’m never letting you leave this bed.” Had I mastered the ability to keep a straight face? No. Did that stop me from teasing? Nope. No friggin’ way.
“Man, that’s tempting.” He grinned and brushed his thumb against my skin. Then he moved his hand over mine. “Tempting, but impractical.”
“I guess you’re right. Besides, there’s something I kinda wanted to do today.”
“Really? What’s that?” Suddenly I felt shy. I bit my lip and looked down.
“Never mind. You’ll probably think it’s silly.”
“No I won’t. His hand moved again, this time shifting my chin up. “Please, Marlise. Tell me.”
“Okay…” Gulp. Deep breath. “I want to work out with you. If you want to, I mean.”
“Work out, huh? I like that idea.”
“Seriously?” Why on Earth was I surprised? This was –Apolo-, for crying out loud!
“Well, yeah.” One of his amused grins as he poked my nose. “In case you’ve forgotten I’m not exactly adverse to exercise.” Looking at him, even for a second, it was hard to forget. Impossible, actually. “You don’t mind jogging after we’re done, do you?”
“No. Not at all.” I stretched mid-sentence. “Maybe after that we could go shopping. Y’know, find something fun to cook tonight? Just a thought.” My stretch became a shrug. Apolo made a pensive face then nodded slowly.
“I like that idea too.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I guess we’re both geniuses today.” He kissed me, then stood up, gathering the dishes in his hands. “See you downstairs.”
With that he nodded (since he couldn’t wave) and headed to the kitchen. I finished getting dressed, tied my shoes, and wondered what on earth I was getting myself in to…

[mellie]

This sounds interesting. Waiting patiently for whenever u can post more.(^_^)