"𝐔𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝" An 035 x 049 fanfic. (Discontinued)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔

Tension suddenly filled the air. 035 remained silent for a while, though he didn't seem angry. "Why, mio caro?"

The silence for the small while gave 049 the impression that the other didn't feel like talking about it. " I was curious... but, if you don't feel like wanting to talk about it. I don't see why we should. "

Another pause passed between them, but 035 eventually spoke. "I did once have a body of my own..."

049 took a moment to think of a response. " What was it like, mon amour..? "

"Tall... very tall. And spindly. And dark. I believe I had many arms, as well. Or perhaps they were tentacles."

He'd let out a small chuckle, a smiling tugging on his lips as he listened to 035. " I bet it was really something.. huh? "

"Indeed..." He didn't sound in any mood to laugh.

" Hey.. " He uttered, caressing the mask's cheek. " You're still alive, aren't you? Just.. be thankful you still have a soul. "

035 looked straight at 049's eyes, his own hollow eyes seeming even darker than normal. "I'm not sure if I ever was alive, mon amour..."

049 became silent for a small while before placing his head on the host's shoulder. " You are alive to me.. and that's all that matters. "

After a moment of not being entirely sure how to react, 035 rested his own head on 049's. He said nothing else, only thinking over everything that had just happened.

The silence was nice, despite some unwanted tension. But, it wasn't much of a big deal to him. " I wish we could stay like this forever.. " He'd mumble as a smile grew on his face.

Finally, 035 chuckled quietly. "Me too," he answered quietly. "But I'm sure the foundation will find us soon... I'd say a week, maybe?"

" Then we have less than seven days to get everything ready to move places once again.. perhaps to France. Or someplace new? " He suggested, thinking of all the places they could travel too.

"Oh, France, please. You've intrigued me with your talk of the Eiffel Tower."

049 quickly got up, taking the other's hands and helping his host up. " France is the most beautiful place in all of the world..! They have the most perfect wine! The music is wonderful.. and the decor! Ah.. J'aime la France, mon amour! "

035 stood with him, holding his hands in turn. "Hmm, most beautiful, you say? I find that hard to believe," he laughed.

" It is absolutely beautiful! I would stay there forever one more.. live at the top of the Eiffel Tower, watch the sunset and look upon the stars! The music there is just.. incredible. " He said, chuckling.

"Maybe we could dance to it, then?" 035 asked.

Though it wasn't visible, he raised an eyebrow. " I'm not the best dancer.. though, I'm sure it'd be okay, right? "

"Well of course!" he said. "Dance is extremely important in theatre."

" Oh I bet it is. You should know lots of forms of dances then, huh? " He said, almost in a joking manor.