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Who: Everybody willing to pop up
What: A party
When: 9pm EST
Where: The front hall
Rating: Low...

The front hall is bright with rainbows. Fish fly here to there like there's water to support them, and music dances constantly at the edge of hearing in an eerie echo against the walls.

Windows glitter and sparkle and pictures play across them, telling a story about each Endless, all of them opening up to a new world of thought. The front doors are flung open to let the air in, and faerie lights glimmer on all the foliage nearby.

The food is set up against one wall. In the very center is a platter of those little weenies and a slushy machine, but spreading out along both sides are fruits and meats and pastas and lots of chocolate. There's no order to the food, each course mixed in with all the rest.

Delirium stands at the end of the hall in front of the outside doors in a black fishnet dress. The cloth is constantly moving, opening and closing, hiding and revealing. Every thought runs through her mind, and finally settles on...

Please come... please please please...

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"There was a child..." She mused, "He made memories with the little pictures. Keep a line, he doesn't forget."

Maybe that was wrong. He had been sad too. Very sad. But Del had like dhis memories, they were like presents. Del didn't get very many presents her...

"Family was sad. That there was a change. Chane is good. Change is bad. Delirium thinks maybe her change was right. Icky. But the boy. Silly boy. Wanted what was. What is, is better, yes?"

Romeo listened to her closely, trying to make sense of her story. An artist?... Her speech was always littered with little references he sometimes failed to catch.

"Change is... change is how you make it." Their closeness offered a privacy Romeo had yet to confide in, and he did so now, while no one could hear them. One of his fingers toyed idly with a bit of changeable hair. "I used to be a very different person. I rarely spoke, and certainly not my mind. And I was naive.

"But I wanted to be different. I had... dreams, things I wanted so dearly to accomplish... I wanted to show the people who brought me down that I could fly despite them."

Delirium nodded, her lips curving up as he played with her hair. Her smile grew while she sang "Someday I'll fly away. Leave all this to yesterday~"

Del had met dreamers before, but never dreamers quite like him. She had always loved to wander in Dream's realm, and find people compatible, or interesting, of just lonely. The ones with Despair were always hopeless, but those that visited Dream have a sparkle and glitter that Del liked to watch.

"Del thinks maybe he, and other, can do anything. The meanies were... mean." she smiled at him again, her eyes crinkling a little at the corners.

Romeo's gaze shifted to her two-toned eyes as she sang. "Hahaha. Yes.~"

Romeo's dreaming involved a lot of planning... a lot of innocent dreaming, and also, to an extent, scheming. But those sort of dreams, when they went astray, gave rise to newer better ones-- such as the realization that behind the moon he seemingly worshipped, there was a sky.

A beautiful, pristine... sky.

Her smile brought him back to reality. "I hope so." A charming tilt of his head, and then, "When I am with you, I feel like I can do anything." He drew away, grip on her hand tightening as he spun her around, then return Del to his warm hold. "I am blessed to have such supportive friends."

Del giggled her way though the spin, and leaned closer when she was brought back in.

"Does he want to know a secret?" She whispered in his ear, just loud enough to be heard over the music.

Romeo couldn't hide his curiousity, no matter how afraid he might be of the foreseeable future, and this night...

"I do," he whispered, breath hitching at the whisper. There was the slightest smile at the corners of his lips, a subtle shiver in his fingertips, which had migrated back to her back.

"Del likes being here much more than she did like being home. Many more friends here~" It was said quietly and happily, as if it should be obvious. It was something to celebrate.

She sighed gently across his ear. "So I threw them a party."

Romeo shook the pink off his cheeks. "Is that so?" he murmured, willing his voice not to quake so much. It was hard not to when her warm breath fell on his ear so casually.

Romeo slowed. Since he brought Del so close after the spin, getting him to take a step back seemed more and more difficult. "This is the greatest party I have ever attended, including my own. Everything is beautiful, especially you, my dear Deli-chan..."

"Mm-hm!" She hummed at him, grinning. "Home is where their heart is. Del's heart likes home very much."

She slowed with him, her upper body swaying to the music in her head again while the rest of her followed his lead. "Beauty beholder..."

Where was Romeo's heart? He was having trouble deciding. Every time he tried to reach out and grasp it, it fluttered away from him like a frightened bird. Maybe that's all he was in the end.

Romeo found her inner chaos endearing sometimes. Part of her still danced to some unhearable music even as he pulled her closer. "Deli-chan... I'm... I'm afraid," he admitted in a voice characteristic of this night, his gaze focused somewhere other than his feet or her eyes-- the door, the fairy lights, anything.

Deliriums fingers came up to toy with the blue streaks in Blue Lover King's hair as she thought how quiet they were.

"Why is Blue Lover King scared? Does Del need to talk to the monsters in the closet again? They can be so very naughty..." She tried to catch his eye and make him focus on her, but it just caused the silver fleck in her--blue?--eye to swirl even more.

Romeo managed to pull his eyes to hers with some difficulty. At first, his expression was painted with disbelief and confusion, and then he managed a small, awkward grin. "No... that's not it."

Romeo's theater-speak was rapidly fading. His warm hand came up to touch the one in his hair, then he left her alone and went back to their easy waltz-grip. "I am afraid of this place... I am afraid of -- of myself. I am afraid that I will find love here, s-somehow, and then forget it, with my heart never having known the difference..."

"Why does it matter later? If he finds it now it would be good. If he finds it later it would be good. Maybe he shouldn't worry about eventualities when they haven't gotten here. Maybe he would remember a little in his heart." She was murmuring her babble, almost to herself as much as him, all her attention focused on the fingers petting their way through his hair.

"Del thinks maybe later doesn't matter if now is happy."

That was probably the clearest thing Delirium had said all night, and it really got Romeo staring, only interrupted by the way he closed his eyes and sighed into her touch.

"Now is happy," he insisted quietly. "But I... I had a similar sort of happiness back home, and..." Romeo and Del came to a gentle halt, the former bowing his head, unable to move otherwise. "I'm so unsure..."

"He thinks too much." She decided loudly. "Way way way too much. His home happiness will he there. His now happiness is here. What is there to think?" She cocked her head at him, her body still swaying as she waited for him to respond.

Harsh. So harsh, seeing the world and speaking so sharply. Bad Del, cut him to pieces. Maybe this one is better all together, the pieces are sharp. Bad Del...

Yeah, it did hurt, but Romeo needed to hear it. He wasn't the thinking type. He had no tact, especially in things like this. This-- this was a delicate situation, and it was all he could do to stand here in the presence of the very creature that comforted and tormented him the most. It wasn't Del's fault, of course. It was Romeo's-- for being young, for being impressionable, despite all the barriers he threw up to appear otherwise.

"Deli-chan," he whispered, his eyes locked on hers at last. "Del..." He looked like he might break at that instant; his voice was laced with things like incredulity and self-hatred. "I think I'm in love with you."

There's something to think about.

Delirium paused as another song started up in her head and realized she needed some bunny bubbles. She started swaying again after a moment, and only hummed quietly to herself before she responded.

"That's the spot... It's gentle and quite and Del always wanted a reason to be in there, but it's next the the cruel spot and so avoid it don't get squished. But Del always wanted to be there. Swirlies were pastel. Touched Dream's realm. Dreamers visiting in love. Shouldn't be angry." She was confusing herself now. Aggravating herself. She felt herself falling into pieces, and her physical body started to break into fishies in response.

She looked at him, eyes very wide as she struggled to be put together, coherent. "Tempus Frangit. Delirium is very broken. I..." She gestured with her fingers, as they dissolved into decorations that flew away a little more.

Romeo searched her eyes. They were the only part of her that remained as the rest of her shattered beautifully, but shattered nonetheless. Idiot. Idiot! Romeo never did keep his mouth shut, particularly when there was something on his mind.

He understood, somewhat, that Del liked being liked, but if she liked him back-- to what extent? They-- they had no future, not here, not in this place of awful forgetting and losing and taking and -- god!

"Forgive me," Romeo murmured, letting go of Delirium and stepping away. "I have-- I-- I messed up." He was about two seconds from bolting for the door.

Delirium whimpered as he started leaving. Leaving leaving leaving. She watched confused, and sniffled as she waved more between a swarm of fishies and herself.

Going... He was going and she was all in pieces and he was all in pieces and she couldn't come all back together 'cause she was broken broken broken. Don't don't...

"Go...? Where is he go... Leaving why is he... he went and it's cuz Del came to pieces its all..." Her fault. All her fault. They people were yelling and it was loud and nobody said anything and it was all her fault cuz she was broken and I'm sorry... I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. Bad broken Del. Bad. Bad peices...

I'm sor- "-ry... I'm sorry don't, bad Del. Del didn't mean to she's sorry. She broke him pieces bad Del badDelbadDelbadDel! I'm sorry don't be ad at Del I'm sorry sorry sorrysorrysorry..." She trailed of, sniffling some more and watched him as she hair shifted and shortened.

Romeo didn't mean to make her cry, or shatter, or anything like that. He thought that if he, the source of all of her problems at this instant, left-- that the night would gradually get better. He halted at the door and turned around. Fairy lights twinkled merrily around him despite his guilty expression.

His voice barely rose above a whisper. "Deli-chan..." He was so horribly broken without him there, that was obvious. How could he leave? How could he leave anyone like that? Romeo wasn't a coward. He just wasn't.

"It's not your fault," he struggled, rubbing at his nose. "You did nothing wrong. You never could."

She looked at him earnestly, yes sparkling as her pieces starting putting themselves back together. "Del's done lots of things wrong. She makes Desire mad and Dream die and Destruction leave. Del does lots of things wrong always..."

She poked her fingers together, not looking at him anymore. She was nervous and sad and confused but he wasn't leaving anymore and that was good, right?

"Del didn't mean to do it wrong so does he want to come back and have chocolate or cake or mango slushie or fish...?"

He wouldn't stay because of pity, right? He'd stay because of food, or because he wanted to...

Right?

Romeo frowned as he listened to her try to name off all the things she did wrong. Who, or what, were those other things? Perhaps people of the same... element as she. Romeo had never before encountered something superhuman-- not before Paradisa.

Now, the drama king crossed the floor between them quickly. He took those nervous, steepled fingers into his warm hands and kissed them a hundred times in sweet, solemn apology. "I would never leave you, Deli-chan. Never. I would find a way back to you somehow. I'll always find a way back to you, just as my other friends..." He was silent for a moment. "Don't be sad anymore. I'm sorry."

"No, Del won't be sad. No more sad. He shouldn't be sorry when Del did something wrong..." Se smiled at him when he kissed her hands. Nobody had done that in forever before he came. Delight always got more attention then Delirium. Delights innocence was more desirable. More ruinable...

She laced their fingers together and started pulling him gently toward the table full of food. "Celebrate~"

Romeo saw Delight through Delirium, even if he wasn't aware of it. And she always brought Kousuke out somehow, but she didn't seem to mind... They were two of a kind, and yet so different. "We shall," Romeo said, tossing a smile in her direction. A deep breath and he already felt better.

The first thing he raided? Chocolate cake.~ It was only then that he realized people he knew-- or didn't know-- had arrived.

There were people. They were here... She should meet them...

"Del has to introduce. Be back? Promise. Meet and greet~" She smiled at him, wiggling her fingers a little in goodbye as she started to slide off to greet the newest guests.

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