Somewhere in bucklyn
It's not fair
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The night had rolled in like the train, Soarin hope he could forget. Truthfully he wish he could take back the hole week from meeting that distracting mare. He wish he could start again and be the stallion he told his mother he would always be. But for that moment, pain was the only feeling running within his veins.
Soarin sat motionless on a bench in the garden of the bar. Looking up at the stars that seemed so far away, too far even for a pegasus to reach, they only made him feel smaller, less important. It didn't matter what words he used, that feeling was set like stone onto his chest, causing his heart to work Harder. Attempting to get just a little love from this hole experience. Only a single dryer tear was across his checks. With all the strength he had to offer, he held the flood gates closed.
"Soarin?" Whispered a general voice. a voice he had come to know well. He didn't move, he didn't even react. He wasn't sure he could even form words.
"Soarin... can I sit with you?" He only nodded, words where not needed to express the felling that swelled in his green eyes. He felt like a helpless puppy lost, forgotten and left on a street, left to defend for him self.
Fleetfoot joined the lonely stallion, she just looked up towards the stars above trying to figure out what the blue stallion was thinking. A pleasant silence surrounded the pair as they watch each star sparkel. She may not have said a word, but her presents had all the reassurance he needed.
"How was I to know?" Soarin whispered out into the twilight air, letting the words of sadness fall upon the loving ears of Fleetfoot as she looked to his emotionless face.
"You can't of know soarin... I didn't even know she was into mares, until she introduced me to her." Her soft voice calmed Soarin. Fleetfoot's hoof landed softly upon his own. She needing to comfort the saddened stallion."I know how you feel."
"I doubt it!"
"Honestly... I do... I fell inlove with a colt, not that long ago but... he doesn't see me in that way." Fleetfoot caring words held Sorain, he just looked down to her. her purple eyes; the very colour of Luna's night sky, glimmered. Only a hint of sadness. Sorain thought about her words he had never considered Fleetfoot, a happy go lucky mare who specialised in having fun could be deep down, hurt by some selfish colt.
"Soarin? why do you love her? what was it about her?" Fleetfoot asked looking the rookie stallion. Her question was an honest one and not one to joke about... She needed the truth.
"I am... Iam not sure." Soarin thought for a moment. "her eyes, I love her perfect golden coloured eyes and the way she walked with confidence.. What about the stallion you like? why did you like him?" Something about the moment seemed right!
"He well... he is kind, quiet and Doesn't know who he truly could be. but the biggest thing I love...is the way he makes me feel, even when he just says "hi"" she blushed looking down to Soarin's and her own hooves, that still held there embrace.
"He sounded like the perfect stallion!" Sorain smiled at her reddened checks. The pair smiled letting the tension in the midnight air escape. The fresh smell in the breeze was pleasant as a perfect silence once again held the pair together. Together their gentle breaths felt like a harmony.
"He sure is..."
"Soarin... I need to tell you something but I... I am terrible at words and... And ..." Deep down within her body was a terrified filly, who held onto a hope. Soarin could see the way she looked to almost cry, just trying to get the pure emotion in her next words.
"You can tell me Fleetfoot... I am your friend you can tell me anything" he leaned closer to her tiny body, as she looked into his emerald eyes.
"I want to tell you, it's so hard to find the correct words but... I gess I could show you!" A hint of confidence attempted to push the uncertainty away.
"Show me wh...?"
Before the last part of his question was said, he was silenced with a pair of soft lips. His eyes shot open with the contact. All he could see was her face, her lavender eyes hidden by closed eye lids. It felt so wrong...but so right. He pressed firmer into the kiss, slowing letting his eyes feel heavy and close. He gentle raped her body in his hooves. Holding her slim figure closer to his chest, his heart beat in perfect timing with hers.
Moments ago, Soarin struggled to control his feeling. in this one kiss everything seemed to stop, allowing him to think... and think he did. The only thought was of the mare he held so close, even his wings had wrapped her closer to him, blanketing her in the warmth of the reassuring gesture.
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Their instinct for air intake paused their embrace. Soarin pulled back, looking down to the mare that filled his head. her eyes remained closed. As Soarin placed a hoof under her chin to rise her eyes to his, her perfect eye flutter opens. Her body shock; she was nervous. As Soarin looked at her flawless face a single Crystal tear rolled down her check. "Sorry" she whispered.
"I better go" regret covered her face as she turned to leave, her ears flat against her skull.
"Fleet?" Soarin called after her, he couldn't let her go, he had just felt a soft glowing somewhere within his body. This was what love truly felt like. Only now did he realise what his captain had meant, the one and only pony he needed, was right in front of him the hole time.
She reluctantly turned to met his gaze. "Yes?"
"Do you love me?" Soarin was confident for the first time in front of a mare.
Her eye glittered with the fresh tears that threatened to fall... "Yes"
"Then please don't leave" he rose to his hooves, coming closer to the mare, a loving smile crossed his face "because, I think I love you too!"
The pair steped closer, now muzzle to muzzle a red haze on both their checks, Fleetfoot's eyes glowed brighter that all the stars. her baby blue coat shone. he saw past a friend or teammate, and saw the mare of his dreams. she was perfection, only one question still remained "Why did you walk away, when I when the talk to Spitfire?"
She giggled, pawing at the ground. "Well, I kinda told suprize to get you to ask me out. I gess you thought she was talking about spitfire."
"Ow!" Soarin looked to Luna's Sky, in a way to show his thinking process. "well then... Fleetfoot would you like to go on a date with me? He look into her face that glowed, as she smiled at his suggestion.
"Soarin?"
"Yes!"
"shut up and kiss me!" Fleetfoot jumped into Soarin, wrapping her wings around his neck. For the second time that evening the pair held onto each other letting their muzzles interlock. The kiss lasted longer with more passion that ran within them.
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A onlooker turned away from the romance from her royal subjects, her almost black coat and flowing midnight blue mare indicted her identity. the alacorn smiled "my work here is done" with a soft Aqua glow the mare vanished in search for others to guide...
*THE END*