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Aria hadn't taken well to sea life at first - the motion of the ship rolling on the waves had done nothing for his health and he'd been rather poorly. They'd been at sea a while now and he'd become used to it.

He'd spent a lot of time with Morgan during the day when he could, but he'd been sure to retire to his own room each evening.

This evening he'd settled himself against the ships railing to watch the sun set on the horizon and then spotted a pod of dolphins. He'd never seen the sea mammals in the flesh before, he'd heard about them, but this was his first sight. He was enchanted by them and completely lost track of time as he watched them weaving and and leaping about the waves made in the ship's wake.

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"Yes, let's."

Aria sat back down and tinkled out a little tune he'd composed himself, a pretty and light little dity with only two chords. It lasted only two minutes and then he smiled at Morgan and laughed for no other reason than because he was happy.

He wasn't familiar with that tune. "That's nice. Is that a composition of yours?" he smiled.

"Yes, it is," Aria nodded. "Just a silly little something that I came up with when I was bored one evening. I was always doing that."

He smiled and tinkered out another thirty second tune, then laughed.

"Those are nice. Let's try something. Play that last tune and keep repeating it," he suggested readying his fingers on the keys.

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Aria nodded and did as asked, repeating the music he just played, wondering when he'd ever felt this content and relaxed before.

Morgan smiled, tapping out a counterpoint to the melody as Aria played. "I'll keep this going then you play what you feel the melody will continue into."

Aria constructed something spontaneously which fit with Morgan's melody. He turned it gradually from something upbeat to something slower and prettier.

He laughed and adjusted his tune to flow around the slower pace that Aria played. It sounded beautiful. Morgan would have to take the time to write it down when they were done.

After some time they attracted an audience - a cluster of other guests gathered around the room to listen to them. Aria looked at Morgan and smiled, blushing, but there was a passion and pride in his eyes.

Morgan hardly noticed the audience, he was enjoying playing with Aria. He couldn't help but grin widely.

When they came to a natural stop, Aria stood, turned, and bowed, matching Morgan's grin.

He followed suit, standing and bowing to the audience with Aria. "Well done."

"You too. That was fun!"

"Shall we retire for the evening?" he wanted very much to kiss Aria, but he'd do it in their quarters, not here in front of an audience.

"Yes, I think that's a good idea," Aria nodded. He thanked the people who complimented them as they left, then followed Morgan to his room.

He opened the door for them to their suite. "That was amazing."

"It was! It sounded so beautiful, it all fit so well, just like that, and those people!"
Aria could barely contain his excitement about the events of that evening. "It was wonderful!"
He threw his arms around Morgan and hugged him tightly before he could stop himself.

He was surprised that Aria hugged him, but slowly put his arms around him. "It was." He patted the younger man's back, but tried not to push him for more.

Aria felt extremely relaxed in his arms and allowed himself to stay there for a few moments before stepping back. He pushed his hair back from his face, calming down.

"I've had such a wonderdul evening."

"I have too," he smiled genuinely, letting Aria go. "Shall we have Andrew fix us something for dinner?"

"Yes please, I'd like that." Aria nodded. "Is Andrew enjoying his trip? I haven't seen him."

The aforementioned valet came out of his quarters in their suite and took Morgan's jacket and then Aria's. "Would you like something to drink, sirs?"

"Yes, please. And Aria was wondering if you were enjoying the voyage?" Morgan asked.

"Thank you, sir, for asking. It's been lovely. Much better than the time that we went to Ireland," Andrew admitted.

"I wouldn't mind something cool to drink, but I can fetch it muself, I don't mind. I'm glad you're having a good trip," Aria smiled. "Did something bad happen when you went to Ireland? Or was the weather awful?"

"The weather was dreadful, rained everyday we were there. There was mud everywhere," he said. "I'll get you something to drink." He disappeared into the small kitchen of their suite and came back a few seconds later with two gin and grapefruit juice drinks over ice.

Morgan accepted his gratefully. "Thank you, Andrew." It was quite refreshing.

"Thank you," Aria took the drink with a smile. He didn't realise it had gin in it and took a few large sips, feeling quite thirsty.

"Does it often rain in Ireland? I've never been..."