Note; I created this story a long time ago --borderline year ago. It seems like eternity, actually. But this is the beginning, where it all started! The very first fanfic I wrote about Harvest Moon and put up on the Ushi forums. I am not looking for critique on this really since it's over and done with. And incomplete. My willingness to continue may be rekindled. Until then, please enjoy what I have created.
"Why are you here again?" The blonde's voice was, as usual, as piercing as a freshly sharpened knife. Something in that voice was pretty in a way; pretty like the cloudy Fall day. Something sublime like the way leaves change from greens to golds and browns beautiful and pretty in that odd way. Browns aren t pretty! And neither are clouds, right? But still that voice was charming and it brought Juli from hunching over the little desk gazing at a book to out of his daze. He blinked a few times and then lightly swept his daring eyes over to Gil, the mayor's only son who worked here in the Town Hall.
A smirk played over his lips as he gazed his peer up and down, admiring how incredibly dashing Gil looked in his Autumn attire. Ah!
Juli let out a small giggle and lifted his slender fingers to his lips in some feminine gesture. He shrugged, "I came back to check out your selection. I thought you said you'd be getting newer books in soon. I just wanted to see if there s any good reads~"
Gil, who was indeed strappingly dressed in his formal white ensemble, and who was pouting slightly himself, simply sighed and then glanced off. Why was this purple-haired man always here? Always sitting in the same seat off to the side so those entrancing red eyes could catch the perfect glimpses? Gil was always perturbed by the thoughts which ran through his head. He was always busy wondering far too much as to why such a man would bother lugging himself to the second floor of Town Hall day after day. It seemed to have spiked in recent days.
Ah but why was he worrying? It was such a tedious thing to bother thinking about let alone get worked up over. He let it slide and glanced back over to Juli, blue eyes rather commanding in their slight glare. "Oh, I see," he sniffed. "Well, we haven't gotten much in. We're still waiting for a new shipment."
"You know " Juli lifted himself from the wooden chair and hovered over to Gil. He stood to Gil s left and continued to smile. "You need more of a selection here."
Gil felt rigid all of a sudden. He froze as Juli reached over Gil to point to the small bookshelf of fashion and fabric books. The blonde was flushed as his senses picked up on how delightfully feminine this man felt. There was the warmth any human body would emit in close quarters. There was the beautiful feeling the soft fabric of Juli's lavish jacket as it brushed against Gil's bare hand. There was the soft aroma of flower petals and perfume. It may have even sent shivers through Gil s body if his mind didn t take over in its usual authoritarian way.
"Oh, I see. Well like I said," Gil gulped for a moment, trying to calm his nerves and steady his brain. Gosh, what on earth was he getting worked up over?
"We're still waiting for the shipment to arrive. All of the thunderstorms lately have caused the boats to lag behind schedule. Rough seas and all..."
The rush of perfume and flowers slowly dissipated when Juli was gone. It had been three or maybe four hours since the man had made Gil feel undeniably confused. Throughout the rest of the day he couldn't help but think of those interesting purple locks. How pretty those lighter strands of yellows, reds and greens faded and the beautiful way those eyes looked when he smiled. What a devious smile it was too! Gil found himself grumbling softly about all of these oddities as Elli just nodded here and there. She was finishing up some paper work and was far too busy to bother listening to what Gil had to mumble about. It was a good thing too!
And by the time Elli bid him goodnight and went home, Gil was still shaky about why he was thinking about Juli more and more.
Why! When that man first appeared on the island Gil had found something, dare he think, erotic about such a feminine creature. He would have given anything just to speak with such a man to try and see what he was all about. Somewhere deep inside he felt that Juli would never want to associate with him. Someone so interesting and unique would never be drawn to his boring self, or so he thought. And lo and behold Gil found that same man he had been enthralled with now hanging around the library on his shift more and more and more.
As mind-boggling as it was, Gil tried to remain silent as he ate his dinner that night. There was small chit-chat here and there with his father the happy round little man with big ambitions and always a cheerful word or two to say. It was a good thing that his father continued on and on about how productive Akari and her farm now were, with that happy grin on his face the entire time. There was no time to take notice as to the forlorn expression etched all over his son s face.
The blonde collapsed onto his bed a while later after washing the dishes. Quite suddenly he was aware of how soft his hands were and how much longer Juli s fingers had been. A few of those fingers were adorned in jewels A yawn fell from his lips.
"Perhaps jewels.. books about jewels and gems y-yes.." Lazily he reached over to his wooden night stand and plucked the pen up. He scribbled something down on his open journal and yawned again. "Gems and fashion. Fabric. Make note to request more fashion and fabric magazines and books more."