It has been a week.  One week since Vinyl confided her feelings in me.  On that day I asked her to give me some time to think, and that is all I have been doing for the past week.  I never left my room except to use the bathroom.  Vinyl brought my meals to my room, even though I told her I could get it myself.  But I suppose the dear is just being her usual sweetheart demeanor.  She never disturbed me unless I sought her out myself.

All throughout the week I did nothing but play my cello.  It clears my mind and helps me think on a new, deeper perspective.  Classical music opens the creative part of my mind to help me envision more clearly, see from new perspectives, and enlighten myself on higher levels.  This is why I love classical music.  This is the sole reason why I play the cello.  The power infested in these strings when brought to life by my bow fills me with feelings that I can't even describe!  It's just so...calm...yet sometimes exhilarating.

Lux Aeterna.  That is the piece I am currently playing.  It is one of my personal favorites.  I can play it for hours and hours.  It is just such a wonderful masterpiece, a perfect symphony for both calming or powering the mind.  The piece makes me rethink everything in higher philosophical views.  I feel enlightened when I play it.  I can re-earth locked up memories or I can envision the future.  Right now, the future looks... surprisingly pleasant.

My eyes are closed as I try to imagine a life with Vinyl and I as a couple.  A different scene appeared before me, different then at the bar.  Vinyl and I were cuddling in bed.  We were both facing each other, eyes closed, hooves entangled around each other.  As I thought about the situation...I felt no feelings of unwilling or disgust, nor did I have feelings of desire.  It felt...hollow.  The scene continued and I awoke first.  I stared lovingly at the image of the sleeping Vinyl while stroking her mane.  She awoke a few seconds later, and yet again I imagined her eyes magenta for some reason.  

The two of us gazed into each others eyes for the longest of times.  We smiled, content at just laying their in each others presence for hours.  We didn't want to move, but instead bask in the others warmth.  That hollow feeling that I had slowly began to fill with something else.  Something that made me feel warm and safe inside, as if that something was just natural.  Is this what it means to be in...love?

The spectral image of Vinyl slowly closed her eyes and leaned forward.  My own image mirrored her actions.  The two of us inched our ways forward until our lips made cont--

There was suddenly a loud TWANG sound and my hoof felt like it has been hit by a whip.  I opened one eye and saw that one of my cello strings snapped off.  "Bloody hell."  I muttered out loud.  Looks like I'll be heading out to the nearest pawn shop or music store for a set of new strings.

I left my room.  Better tell Vinyl I'll be heading out so she doesn't worry.  "Vinyl!"  I called out.

Seconds later the white filly came out of the garage.  "Yes?"

"I'm heading out for a bit.  One of the strings on my cello snapped off and I am in need of a new one."  I proceeded to the door.

"Wait!"  I turned around.  "I'll get them for you!"

I smiled.  "Vinyl you don't have to do everything for me.  I'll just take a walk to--"

"Just wait right here!"  She exclaimed before quickly diving back into the garage.  I stood there for a few seconds confused until Vinyl re-emerged with a package in her magical grasp.  She floated the bag over to me and I examined it.  My eyes widened.  

"Vinyl...how do you have cello strings with you?"  I asked curiously.

She quickly looked to the ceiling.  "Umm, well...when I bought back your cello from that guy, uh....he had some spare strings with him and just gave em to me...yep."

"Hmmm.  Well that certainly was a coincidence.  Thank you Vinyl."  I nodded and retreated back to my room.  Once there, I repaired my cello and began to play once again.  I calmed my mind and opened the gateway into my subconscious, where the images of Vinyl and I still laid cuddled up in bed.

I continued the 'vision', if I may call it, where I left off.  The two of us stared into each other's eyes, no doubt love struck.  We didn't move for what seemed like hours until Vinyl tentatively leaned in to my spectral self.  I also leaned forward.  I knew what was coming, and I do believe I am prepared for it.  This time, I hope there's no bloody interruptions.

The images of Vinyl and I finally made contact.  I observed the kiss with both my mind and my heart, feeling every little warm and soothing emotion, every spec of serenity, every fire that burned with passion inside me.  There were absolutely no feelings of disgust or displeasure.

I sighed and lowered my bow.  Even though I don't feel disgust, I still don't feel desire.  Vinyl is a compassionate, gentle, caring soul, but for some reason a small portion of my brain is still in conflict.  I licked my lips and suddenly felt a parched feeling on my tongue.  I exited my room and headed for the kitchen to grab some water.

While I was out there, something assaulted my ear drums.  No, it wasn't Vinyl messing with her turntables...it was something else.  It sounded like...a string instrument.  The notes were scratchy and some were off tune.  I walked through the living room to find the source of the music.  As I grew closer to the garage, the sound amplified.  Curiosity got the best of me, and I looked inside.

No.

Blasphemy.

Nothing is real anymore.

I'm dreaming.

There, in the broad light of day, I found Vinyl...with a violin in her hooves...playing it.  Celestia wake me from this alternate universe that I so have miss fortunately fell into.  

I continued to stare at the gaping sight.  Vinyl...she is...so beautiful, so elegant.  The way she plays the instrument, it's absolutely divine.  I know the piece she's playing, Moonlight Sonata.  Such a beautiful and tear bringing symphony.  The way she brought the bow across the strings, her poise, all almost perfect.  It's almost as if she's been playing the violin for years.  I took a cautious step forward, trying my best not to disturb her.  Without making a sound, I make my way right in front of her and sit on my haunches.  I listen with open ears to the wonderful sounds she's making.  A sudden feeling surges through my body.  The feeling calms me, put me at ease.  I bask in the warmth of this new feeling, not wanting to let it go, embracing it.  At this moment, I knew one thing for sure.

Both my mind and my heart know the answer to all my troubles.  

The war within my subconscious subsides.  Negotiations have ceased.  The emotions all came to an understanding, and from now on the answer to all my problems has been revealed:  I'm in love with Vinyl Scratch.  There's no point in denying it any longer.  My heart burns with the fires of passion.  My mind ceased fire and the rebellious emotions of love overthrew their cold hearted tyrants.  

I opened my eyes once I heard no more music.  Everything suddenly seems so clear!  My mind is no longer at war, my heart burns with passion, and I am no longer in denial.  I no longer feel hollow inside, but instead I feel warmth and appreciation.  I need to tell Vinyl.

The white mare in front of me sighed, smiled, then apparently she opened her eyes, for she did not notice my presence until now.  Vinyl gasps and falls backwards, with the instrument falling on top of her in a rather comedic way.  

I giggled.  "Vinyl, are you ok?"

"Well," She said gruffly.  "Other than my heart stopping for a few seconds, I think I'm ok."

I held out my hoof and helped her up.  "Since when did you play the violin?"

Vinyl laughed sheepishly and blushed.  "Yeah, I guess you caught me.  My Uncle Crosley played the violin, and he taught me everything he knew.  I heard you play in your room...and it sounded...beautiful....And I uh...wanted to play something myself..."  She tapped the violin.  "So I found this baby in here...and yea..."

I smiled warmly at her.  "I think it sounded beautiful."

She almost chokes.  "R-really?"

"Absolutely."

A small moment of silence passed before I spoke again.  "So Vinyl.  I do believe I have made up my mind."

She looked at me in awe with her mouth agape, awaiting impatiently for an answer.  I giggled despite myself, she's cute when she looks surprised.  "A-and?"  She said in a barely audible tone.

I said nothing as I reached my forearm behind her neck and kissed her on the base of her horn.  It felt right to me.  I feel as if nothing will go wrong now, as if Vinyl and I should be together, as if we were meant to be together.  The fires of passion inside me burned for more.

Vinyl suddenly wraps both of her hooves around my midsection and pulls me in to the tightest hug she had ever mustered.  I swear I felt a rib or two crack, but I don't care.  The only word I can say to describe what I'm feeling right now is love.  Pure, unforgiving love.  I hugged her back with all the strength I could, never wanting to let go.  This is my filly, my own filly to love and to be loved back.  The thought of it sent me into a state of pure tranquility.  Relinquishing in Vinyl's warm embrace just wanted me to fall asleep in her arms right here and now.

However, there is one detail that has to be set forward.  "Vinyl."  I say.

"Yes Tavi."  Vinyl replies blissfully.

"May I see your eyes?"

The white mare froze.  She didn't say anything or move for a few seconds until I broke the hug and stare at her glasses.  I need to know what her eyes look like if we're going to be a couple.  I feel as if she's hiding from me, as if I don't know her true self, and I can't let that happen.

Vinyl stumbled for a few seconds, trying to look for words that never formed in her mouth.  "O..ok."  She finally said.  I was so overjoyed on the inside.  "But promise you won't laugh at me?"

My smile faded into a confused scowl.  "Why would you think that I would laugh at you?"

She fiddled with her hooves.  "B-because when I was in elementary school, all the kids used to make fun of my eyes. They called me a freak, and said I was a demon from Tartarus.  I couldn't take it anymore.  One day, I asked my parents for a pair of shades for Hearths Warming, and I've had them ever since."  She tapped the rim of her glasses.

Oh my, what a sad story.  Who would make fun of somepony for their eye color?  I held both of Vinyl's hooves in my own and looked directly at her.  "I promise I won't laugh at you."  

She took a deep breath, and brought a shaky hoof up to her glasses.  Every so often she would hesitate and place them back on their post.  This really seemed hard for her, but I need to know!  I have a relationship with a pony when I don't even know their eye color.  It felt like an eternity for her to finally raise them and place them on top of her horn.  Her eyes were shut tight, visually afraid to open them.  She slowly opened her eyelids after a minute or two, the color finally being revealed.

Red.

Blood Red.

And they are beautiful.

I can't stop staring.  I have only seen this once his before, blood red eyes.  How in the entire Kingdom of Equestria could she be made fun of and called a demon just for having red eyes?  They are absolutely gorgeous!  It's what makes her special, what makes her shine above all others...and I love it.

"V-Vinyl.  Your eyes...they're so beautiful."

A tear came to her eyes.  "R-really?  You think so?"

To confirm her answer, I lean in and plant a small, but loving, kiss on her cheek.  Even just that sent a euphoric tingling feeling down my spine that left me wanting more.  I giggle at the look on Vinyl's face after the kiss.  I need to convince her to keep those glasses off more often.  Those eyes of hers are just heaven to stare at.

Vinyl said nothing as she herself gave me a peck on the lips before burying her face into my shoulder and nuzzling me.  I started to stroke her mane as I thought about what life would bring us now that we are together.  The loving memories and joys that are yet to come.  

Thank Celestia, thank Luna, thank every god and goddess out there for bringing Vinyl into my life.