When the Moon Touched the Sun #10

The Sun tensed his body, refusing to let himself look weak even though he had the overwhelming urge to hold his Moon and cry in to her, sob for her to stay. He reached out to her and put a hand round her neck, pulling her in closer to him so their foreheads rested on each other.

"You are so strong." the Sun whispered to her, closing his eyes and breathing in her sweet armourer, feeling her hand on his face and the electric sparks that danced through his body.

The universe watched on at this spectacle with a slight curiosity and amusement. It didn't understand why the Sun would let himself near grovel at the feet of a woman, but it enjoyed looking at the man beg.

"May we begin Moon?" asked the universe, a little impatient now.

The Moon removed herself from the Sun's grip, kissing him lightly on the forehead, and stood up turning to face the universe defiantly.

"If you truly wish to fight me, then so be it. But if I win you will relinquish your hold on both me and the Sun and promise to leave the Earth alone." an air of command now surrounded the Moon, her once timid appearance replaced by cool calculation and distinct fury.

The universe gave a single nod of agreement. "If I win, you will go back to the way you were, both of you." it looked at the Moon and the Sun as it said it.

"We agree to the terms." said the Moon with out looking at the Sun.

The universe's mouth curled in to a smile. It knew it was going to win and was filled with a burning fire of excitement. Its eyes glittered with glee and it bowed mockingly to the Moon, ready to start their duel.