Precious Metals

Chapter 9: Confessions

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Oscar took a bite of his apple tart, watching Roxohnda over the candlelit table. "It must be nice to be back in your homeland."

Roxohnda looked back at him, seriously thinking the question over. She had been stumbling over her words during the entire meal, still not comfortable with the fact that she was on a date with one of her best friends. "Well, I remember very little of France, to tell you the truth. I always more considered Sanctuary my home." She took a bite of her crème brûlée thoughtfully. "I was an orphan, so I have no family to speak of."

Oscar nodded. "I too was an orphan, but I very fondly remember Spain. It's beautiful, and very rich in history."

Roxohnda nodded in understanding as the waiter put the check for their meal down on the table. Oscar took it, paying for it himself. "So, did you enjoy our dinner tonight, Roxy?"

She nodded. Roxohnda couldn't deny that she had enjoyed going out to dinner with Oscar. Still, as she looked at him, even in a romantic French restaurant setting, she felt as if something about the situation was still not right. "Yes, I had fun!" That was true at least. "Thank you for taking me out."

Oscar smiled. "Anytime, Roxy, I had a good time too!" He stood up and held his hand out to her. She took it and he gently used it to help her up, planting a soft kiss to it. She blushed, but it caused a feeling in her chest that didn't seem to fit the situation properly.

He escorted her out of the restaurant, and only when they were halfway back to the hotel did he speak again. "I'm going to be blunt, since this is probably going to be awkward no matter how I go about this." He stopped and turned to her, holding her hands in his. "Having gone out with me this once, is there anything you feel for me?"

They stared at each other, nervous as the question hung unanswered in the air. Oscar was a true, close friend, and she couldn't give him the truth he deserved without hurting him, she realized. "You are a wonderful man, Oscar, you truly are..."

He sighed. "But you really like Milo, right?"

She met his eyes evenly. "I love him, Oscar."

Oscar squeezed her hands as they began to shake; it had to be scary for her to admit something like that in this situation, he realized. His voice was soft and reassuring, despite his personal pains. "Very well, then. I asked for a chance, and you gave it to me. What matters to me in the end, Roxy, is that you're happy, and if he really makes you that happy, then pursue that. I won't stop you."

Roxohnda breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, Oscar, but thank you for understanding." She looked at him worriedly. "We're... okay, right?"

He chuckled. "Of course we are, Roxy. I told you that we'd still be friends no matter what." He smiled as she hugged him, and he held her close, kissing her forehead. "You just make sure that he doesn't hurt you anymore; you're my friend, I'll kick his ass if he does anything to you!"

She shook her head with a smile, pulling away from him slightly. The curve of her lips fell when she saw a flash of blue over Oscar's shoulder. Her eyes adjusted, trying to see what it was. Her eyes widened, a breath caught in her throat. "M...Milo?"

Oscar turned, confirming with a raised eyebrow that she wasn't seeing things. He looked down at Roxy, who was still in his arms. "How did he get here? He must have... Oh, man." He looked down at Roxohnda, seeing the pained and confused look on her face. "Roxy, you gotta go after him!"

She looked up at him. "He... he probably thinks that you and I--"

"I know, that's why you have to go after him!" He seized her by the shoulders. "Roxy, if you really love that man, you can't let him walk away. Go get him, explain everything, and tell him how you feel! It'll only get worse with every step you let him take!" He turned and pushed her in the direction the Scorpio Saint had gone. "Go, now!" He watched her body spring into action; flying down the night-lit French street faster than he had thought her legs could carry her.

He pulled out his cell phone as he watched his friend disappear into the night. He hit a number on his speed dial, listening to it ring.


"Sanjiro, you are an ASS!"

Oscar could almost hear his friend cringe on the other end of the line. "What did I do this time?"

He growled. "You told Milo I was going to ask her out, didn't you?" The silence on the other line confirmed his suspicions. "I am going to throttle you when I get back!"

"Hey man, calm down and hear me out!" Sanjiro pleaded, "I had my reasons!"

Oscar almost didn't believe his ears. "What reasons could you have for busting up a friend's chance at dating a girl he liked, you jackass!"

"Just listen to me, okay?" Sanjiro pleaded. "The four of us are friends, you know, almost like family. If you dated Roxy and it fell through, we'd never be the same again! Besides all of that, think about this for a minute Oscar; Roxohnda really likes Milo."

Oscar looked down. "She loves him. She told me so."

"Really?" Sanjiro felt a bit relieved that he hadn't risked his friendship with Oscar for nothing. "I know that you like Roxy, but you don't love her, Oscar. You can take your time and find a woman that you really love, but Roxy is already in love with Milo. Do you understand what I'm trying to say here, man?"

Oscar clutched the phone in anger, but knew that his friend was right. "Yeah, I see what you're saying, Sanjiro. That was just really dirty to do to a friend, man!"

"I'm sorry!" Sanjiro said with genuine guilt in his voice. "Your mission was so last-minute that you barely had time to even tell me you were going to ask Roxy out, remember? If we had more time, I would have said this to you before you left, I swear!"

Oscar forced himself to even his breathing. "I need time to think this over, man. I believe what you're telling me, but that wasn't kosher to do to a friend!"

"I understand." Sanjiro said sadly. "You have every right to be angry. Concentrate on protecting Athena while you're there, and we'll talk when you get back to Greece, okay?"

"All right, ‘Jiro. I'll see you when I get back." Oscar clutched the cell phone in his hand as he closed it, hanging up on his so-called friend. He needed time to think, and Apphia was probably itching for a break from her duties as it was, and so he turned to walk back to the hotel to take his turn to watch over Athena.

* * *

Milo could have transported himself back to Sanctuary, but he wanted to clear his mind first before he went back to face his friends; he was too distraught to deal with them in his current state. His ears perked up as he heard a familiar voice yelling his name.

Roxohnda sped up her running, ignoring the burning sensation in her legs as she finally began to catch up to him. "Milo, wait, please!"

She sighed in relief as she saw him stop. She skidded to a halt. "Milo, please, don't go. Let me explain--"

"You don't need to," he said, his voice surprisingly gentle. She followed him as he began to walk again. "Oscar seems like a nice enough guy; I'm sure he'll treat you well."

"Milo, stop walking and talk to me, please!" she fought to keep tears from her eyes. "You don't understand; I don't feel that way about Oscar at all! Please, just let me explain!"

He stopped at that. He ignored the sickening feeling of hope rising in his chest as he turned to her. The anger bred by the hurt he felt dissipated when he saw the sadness on her face. "I'm listening."

Roxohnda swallowed hard. "What you saw isn't what you thought it was." He rolled his blue eyes at her. "I'm serious! The night we arrived here in France, he asked me how things were with him, and I had told him we were just friends. He told me he was interested me and just wanted a chance to take me out, and I agreed to go out to dinner with him, but there was nothing there, Milo. Oscar is my friend and nothing more." The look in her eyes convinced Milo that she was telling the truth. "I had planned on using my time here to think through everything that's happened."

"And what has happened?" He asked. "You keep telling me you have nothing on your mind, but that's obviously a lie." He stepped towards her. "Tell me what's been on your mind, Roxohnda." She couldn't ignore the emotion in his eyes. "I'm concerned for you."

She looked into his eyes, taking a small step forward. "I've been fighting with the fact that I have feelings for you, Milo. I know that you don't feel ready for a real relationship, so I didn't want to say anything." She sniffled. "Still, with all the time we spent together, I just couldn't help it." She cursed herself as she felt moisture at the corner of her eyes. "I know I'm falling for you, and I've been trying to stop it, but I can't. Part of me doesn't want to stop it, either. It's begun to hurt too much to keep it from you, so please forgive me, but I can't help myself. I do feel jealous of those women that you flirt with, because I wish that you would turn your attentions towards me. I've learned a lot about you in the past couple of months, but I want more than just that..."

Milo felt the worry in his chest instantly left. He stepped even closer, placing a hand on her cheek. "Roxy..."

Roxohnda felt heat flow to her cheeks. "Milo? What... what are you--"

"I was such a fool to not realize that I was hurting you." He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb. "I want you to understand something Roxy; regardless of anything between us, I care about you, and I don't want you to ever feel like you have to hide how you really feel from me."

 She nodded slowly at him. "Okay, then... why are you here?"

He smiled slightly. "I came here for you, Roxy." She couldn't hide the shock on her face. "Look, I meant what I said when I told you I wasn't ready for a relationship and I felt it wasn't fair to you to try." He swallowed. "However, Sanjiro came to me and told me about Oscar's feelings for you, and when he said he was going to admit them to you, I almost had a heart attack." He moved an inch closer. "It made me realize how I really feel about you, Roxy, that I do have feelings for you. Strong ones."

Roxohnda looked at him for a few moments before shaking her head. "That can't be true; you don't really feel that way Milo, I know that." Pain bled into her eyes. "You admitted to me that you love Shaina, and I've accepted that. You can't deny your feeling for her."

Milo thought that over, realizing he was about to lose the woman in front of him if he didn't put his pride aside and say what he truly felt. The whole idea was a scary thought, but the thought of losing her was scarier.

Roxohnda gasped as Milo wrapped an arm around her, gently seizing her shoulder and pulling her closer. His other hand went to her hair, running his fingers through it before catching a section of it in between his fingers, enjoying the feeling of it in between his digits. "My feelings for you, Roxohnda, are different then the way I feel for Shaina. I thought that I loved her, but feeling for you the way that I do made me realize that it isn't her I want." He looked into her eyes intensely. "It's you that I want, Roxy. I don't want anyone else but you. I thought I wasn't ready to be with someone, but I realized that it was my confusion over Shaina that was really holding me back. Regardless of whether I was ready before, or even if I'm ready now, I don't want to risk losing you over waiting too long. I want to become ready to give you all of the things I want to, and I want to do it by your side." He pulled her closer, leaning his head down towards her.

Roxohnda closed her dampened eyes as Milo pressed his lips gently against hers. She had always imagined a kiss with Milo would be world-shaking, but it wasn't. It was like a release of a pressure building up that she hadn't realized was at its peak. It was soothing and warm, and the emptiness the both of them had felt filled with each passing moment.

Roxohnda let her eyes stay closed for a moment after he pulled away before she opened them. As she looked into his eyes, all of the fear and confusion fled; all that was there now was the feelings they had bared for each other. She put a hand to his cheek. "I can accept that you still might not be ready for a relationship, Milo, but I don't want to wait any longer."

Milo smiled brilliantly. "You don't have to, Roxy." He pulled her against him. "I have you now, and I'm not foreseeing myself letting you go anytime soon."

She frowned mockingly. "Well, crap! What am I going to do stuck to you like this, then?"

He chuckled. "Well, I can think of some things..." and with that, he leaned down again, capturing her lips with more confidence than the first time.

Roxohnda sighed. This was what she had expected a kiss with Milo to be. The moment he had kissed her again, it was like the gently friction of his lips had caused a spark that lit a fire between them. She pressed herself against him, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

Milo felt a thrill he hadn't experienced before flow through him as he deepened their kiss. He hadn't realized how badly he had craved this until he had it; he couldn't hold himself back from indulging in his sudden desire to take her breath away. He buried a hand in her hair, whispering her name against her lips.

He knew he had succeeded when Roxohnda pulled away from him gently, almost panting. He smiled warmly at her, holding her close for a long, sweet minute before he felt excitement begin to build in him. He looked down at her, and the smile on her face told him she was feeling the same joy he was.

Roxohnda clung to Milo as she felt him sweep her up in his arms and spin her once. Their laughter rung out into the night sky, only ceasing when their lips met yet again in a kiss of a love long overdue.

The End

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