41 The only one (1/2)

*UNEDITED*

She was not originally in love with Tsueno Mamoru.

When she first met him, Sumire thought he was an idiot. He was always smiling, even when people pushed him around. Whenever anybody used him he would laugh it off. He was a huge fool, and yet Sumire quickly learned to like him. It was not hard, even if he was a fool, he was a kind guy.

Unlike other people who treated her like a monster, Tsueno Mamoru treated her like a normal girl. He was the only one who saw her for who she was. The only one who knew the Ibuki Sumire from back then.

...….

Kaleidoscope Bar

Sumire opened her eyes when she realized she could not breath. The moment she opened her eyes, that feeling lingered for a few minutes before vanishing. It felt like she was drowning, someone shackled her to the bottom of the ocean after throwing her there. It was a peculiar dream, because it was something that happened before.

After the accident that killed her parents, Sumire lost the guard who helped her escape and the enemies cornered her to the ocean. One of them succeeded in pushing her away. She could not forget the emotions she felt that day.

She was cold, tired and very hungry. But she did not die immediately. A normal human would have died. That was the first time where she realized she was not normal.

When Sumire opened her eyes, she realized where she was. Kaleidoscope bar.. and .. Her gaze fell on the person beside her. She woke up in Yuhi's arms again, she has to stop doing this. It isn't healthy for either of them to get used to something like this. But she knew Yuhi would not want her to leave.

”Morning.”

”Ah, good-” her sentence fell short when he buried his face in her chest. ”Yuhi?”

”It's Saturday, we have no classes today. Let's go back to sleep.”

”Yuhi, it's already eight and I'm hungry.”

”Mmm, night.”

Sumire rolled her eyes and sighed. Well nobody can argue against him when he is like this. Since they found a theme, Yuhi was drafting sketches every night. She didnt know which one she wanted to paint yet but Yuhi was already drafting sketches.

This person truly loves painting and yet occasionally he would get that hollow look on his face. Sumire wanted to learn more about him. Sumire played with his hair. ”Are you not hungry Yuhi?”

”Are you cooking?”

”I think so. Atushi said he was going to buy some liquor in London, so he will be gone for the day.”

”Going that far? What a weird guy.” Yuhi trailed off. ”I guess we can eat now.”

Sumire beamed happily. ”Okay.”

”I'm going to shower, you go ahead of me.”