Phantoms on the Moon | By : Fai Category: +G to L > Gankutsuou Views: 2206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Albert and Beppo found a mainstream bar so that all the din would cover their conversation and ordered two drinks. They watched all the gaiety, a bubble of somberness apart and within it.
“I want to reminisce and be really tacky, but I don’t think you’d appreciate listening,” Albert sighed as he watched the parade.
“You’re right. I wouldn’t. But I do want to hear about what you’ve been doing these past years.”
“Not much, really.”
“Right. I want to hear it anyway. Start with...well...”
“Okay. After all that happened my family was ruined. I couldn’t stand my father, Paris, or any of my old ‘friends’ any longer. So I left. I didn’t tell anyone, I just...disappeared. I took the new surname and enlisted into the regiment that would put me as far away from Paris as possible. Yet now I find myself just a short distance away from everything that I knew, everything I used to love.”
Beppo promptly smacked Albert.
“What was that for?!”
“You were going to start blabbing about useless regrets. I won’t let you ruin the Carnival for me. Just continue without the sentimentality.”
Albert, slightly miffed, recovered his dignity, took a sip of his drink and continued.
“So I was sent off to one of the farthest reaches of the galaxy to participate in a meaningless battle that I had no personal interest in. I grew up very quickly in that.”
A wry smile touched his lips. “I’m surprised I even survived.”
“I am too.”
Albert twitched slightly and Beppo grinned.
“So, you survived a war. Then what?”
“I went and survived another war. Then I was put on the ship that took me here and told that I was getting a brief respite from the battles. Except I’m still fighting one. Now it’s against my memories and myself.”
“How profound. It appears that even a dose of reality won’t cure your overly poetic nature.”
Albert sighed and smiled. “You know, I’m glad I ran into you. Or rather, you ran into me.”
Beppo grinned.
“I’ll enjoy Luna for as it is now, not as it was. The past is the past. Let’s leave it at that, eh?”
Beppo nodded. “Finally you’re talking sense!”
Albert chuckled and leaned back in the chair, looking around. Dozens of masked faces danced around frenetically, showers of confetti covered the streets in a multi colored snow, and lights danced around dim enough to tantalize with shadows, yet bright enough to blind. Albert was slowly unwinding. He saw some of his comrades and left Beppo, after paying for his drink, to join them. Beppo watched him walk away and smiled faintly.
“Some people never change. No matter how much you think you’ve matured, deep down you’re still the same naive Albert that we all came to love and hate.”
Beppo raised the glass in a mock salute to the retreating soldier and downed it all. Best to be drunk during as insane a festival as this without any work to do.
Albert supported his cheerfully drunken companion, leading him to a small hostel that was reserved for the army. He briefly remembered the luxurious surroundings that he had been in when he had been here last, but shook away the memory with a single-minded intensity that would have startled most. A movement that he saw from the corner of his eyes caught his attention and he turned his head.
Nothing.
Then why was he shaking so badly?
He turned back to facing where he was walking and continued, even though a feeling kept on working its way up and down his spine. He turned a corner abruptly and nearly ran into someone.
“I’m sorry,” he said automatically and set about realigning how his drunken friend was leaning on him.
“Do not worry. It is I who should be apologizing.”
At the sound of the voice, Albert froze and lost all interest in his friend. He let the drunken fall to the ground as he turned and looked at the shadow that loomed over him.
“It cannot be...!”
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