"I'm just a Holy Fool, oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby..."
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"I wanna love you, but something's pulling me away from you
Jesus is my virtue, Judas is the demon I cling to... I cling to!"
-Judas, Lady Gaga
It was foolish, in a word, to love. Mainly someone like... her.
The feeling was mutual, more or less. It was sad, though, due to the fact of who they were. For one matter, they were both females. And the other fact being of them were royalty, of all things... The one royal with a dark and tragic past; spent full of endless nights counting the same stars over and over... The one with the horrible history... The one who was still a villain in some eyes, while the other royal was pure and clean...
Twilight Sparkle was but a student; who was in love. With a princess. Not the one who taught her... the one who was a villain oh-so-long ago. And still portrayed as one to this day; because the dark side often came out.
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"You're better than this."
Luna scowled, turning away from the statue of her alter ego. "No, We... I, am not." Tears formed in her eyes. "I will never be the same way again, Twilight Sparkle, never."
"Maybe that's not what you should aim for then." Twilight whispered; the night's fabulous sky diamonds reflecting in her amethyst eyes. "Try to be a better pony than you were before..."
The princess sighed, stealing a quick glance at what she was previously known as for so long... "How?" she breathed. "How will I try? I am still plagued as a villain... with a villain."
"And why does that matter?"
"Why does it matter?" Luna snapped. "Why does it matter?" The fury flowed her body; rage overcoming her. She felt it happening. Like it always did.
And, as if she was a mind reader, Twilight leaned in close to her princess. "It doesn't matter to me." she breathed deep. "It never did."
Her demon side begged to click in, but the royal refused it. She would not let it overcome her. She was trying to hold it in. She had to. For the sake of her loved one. "I know, dearest Twilight Sparkle, but.." Luna blinked slowly, her azure eyes shining. "What am I to do? It is getting far too difficult to hold in what... what she is."
"It isn't. If you try hard enough..."
"I've been trying for so long!" the princess barked. "Thou hath putting thy soul and thy heart in what one may call Hell!" A single tear escaped and her love kissed it away. "... I should not have a friend as wonderful as you, Twilight Sparkle." She was still somewhat reluctant to tell the unicorn about love and feelings.
Twilight let out a deep sigh, her gaze meeting the one of the alicorn she loved with every fiber of her being. "I don't deserve you, Princess... I really don't." she whispered. "You're much too..."
"Horrible." Luna hissed. "You should not have to deal with such... such a foul pony. One who cannot control herself around others or..."
"I was going to say you're much too perfect."
The princess scowled. "Do not feed me lies, Twilight Sparkle. I am possessed." Yes. That was it. Finally. The word that fit her, perfectly... "Nopony should have to deal with this."
"You make it sound like you're a burden." Twilight replied, as she frowned. "Princess, I wouldn't lie to you."
Luna sniffled, slowly walking off, with her gaze plastered to the beautiful sight she created for now... It was the one thing that, she had to admit, was amazing. Something about that wasn't horribly flawed. Something she could be proud of. Something that she could claim as her own and not be afraid of destroying... But this affair, with her sister's student? ... Luna knew very well that this would be ruined. How, she didn't know, but it would just happen. Like everything she wished for, it was taken and practically crushed to bits. It was like waving a piece of candy in front of a foal and then throwing it away... Torture.
"You did a wonderful job tonight." Twilight complimented as she caught up with her princess. "Like always."
"... It seems that you are the only one who notices my work." Luna said, simply.
The unicorn sighed. It depressed her on how fragile her love was. "Surely I'm not the only one." her gaze spotted a certain star, one that seemed to be brighter than the rest. "You placed that one in a different spot tonight, didn't you?"
Luna raised an eyebrow. "Yes, yes, I did... How did you...?"
Twilight blushed. "I like stargazing." she confessed. "It's fascinating and, well," she chuckled nervously. "I tend to make drawings of the night sky when I should be studying..."
"You make art of my masterpiece?" the princess inquired.
With a sheepish smile, Twilight managed a nod. "And I always realize, after I'm done, that you never put the stars in the same place."
"I... I suppose you could say that I just scatter them about." Luna whispered. "They are delicate to me, though. I often take time in creating the night sky." After a brief pause, she sighed. "What a pity that nopony bothers to appriciate the way you do, dearest Twilight."
Twilight.
It was a rare occurrence if the princess ever called her love that... Very rare.
"Princess..." Twilight hesitated. "Luna, tell me... Does Nightmare Moon enjoy creating the night sky as well? Does she bother you while you create your 'masterpiece'?"
"... No." the royal said softly. "I have none of her whilst I place the stars and the moon in the sky. She seems to be content then. Though, all those other times..."
The unicorn breathed deep and smiled. "Then, perhaps," she nudged her foreleg against her love's. "If you remind yourself, and her, of that, then you'll never have that feeling again..."
'Don't listen to her!' Nightmare told Luna, possessing the thoughts of the princess. 'Come now, what is she to you? Nothing! She's a peasant, and so is anypony else who tells you otherwise, that I am not important to you! You know it!'
Her gaze drifting from her lover to the night sky, full of diamonds and a deep blue, Luna's horrible thoughts slowly drifted off.
'Twilight Sparkle is right.' she said to herself. 'My masterpiece is indeed beautiful...'
And from that night forth, she always thought of Nightmare Moon as nothing but her name stated... A nightmare. A nightmare that she would push away, for the sake of herself and the one she loved.
Author's Note
Oh my sweet Celestia, what did I just write?
Curse you, feels, CURSE YOU! ... If you haven't figured it out by now; this was just pointless fluff...
(p.s.: Mind dropping a comment? ;P)
