Zen, Zen
I have to keep her safe
Even if it means
I'll get killed…
Punches block my view
Knifes and brass knuckles
They all are slime
None could be with Zen
Not even if I was dead on the ground
I would still be her "mean hero," till time its self burned out
Her smile, her girly smell that's all I need to win
Bones snapping at my fits and screams keep hollering to my supreme rage
These thugs wouldn't catch her anymore
Ruka swooped into my fights
Claiming he was protecting something precious
That is how it always for him
In love with her, perfect as collectibles
She is everything you'll want in somebody
This is why I can't let him win
Even Ruka was on the other side to I
After that day last summer we battled it out
Only to find her worrying over us both equally
We were her friends her dearly close guy friends
That went on dates with her to all places during the season
No matter when she called, holidays, work days, vacation
We went proudly giving our good side to rise
Rather than show off the broken side
Of what lay our past without her there
Finally the thugs cease
Drawing back in a herd
Panting, bleeding, pissed off looking
They all know we had won
Yet stubborn new bloods strike back
Taking surprised ambush to us
Clever bastards, not for long
More swarm us till Ruka is out of sight
"Baka, Ruka get back here!"
I yelled as I punched and kicked off pitiful brutes
No sight or sound were resounded
As I mangled out a few more tough guys
Getting along the way some harsh blows
All of it ended with no notice
I slump down once they run
Dragged back fallen members
I can't focus on the nearing concrete
Before I fall I picture out our victory cry
"Jetting Rangers!" Ruka made that up
It is my fault he became a fighter instead
Of a lazy pretty boy, let him fight his battles
Once he found my own actions
To match those of Power Rangers
Only he never perceived I was sinful
I was beating up other to prey on weak
Not to save or make peace
But to have a purpose when left in charge
We left home once we grew up enough
We were left a strayed from it all
Watching motorcycles pass by us
Till finally I got the nerve to get one
Staying out late fighting strangers
We were on our own and I was the oldest
Ruka was to follow my own path then
I pulled myself two grades back down
Letting us more time to work for money
However, even that didn't make me nicer
I was rumored about and challenged
I trailed up into classes angry always
I had suffered myself to work and lesson
I had already done, so I flunked out
Ruka kept pushing me to stay in school
I stayed but never achieved in academics again
I found fixing old items was my preference
Vintage items had a special look to them
Still I liked something even more
Motorcycles were my prizes
With enough searching of the town
I had finally secured Ruka and me
A place to live no more freeloading
Diner, an old yet still in working order home for us
That was how everything came back
Till a day before High school ceremony
Ruka came how early one night exclaiming happily
"Zen-Chan is back!" of course that changed everything
Sweet and lively Zen Saiyuki
A friend from years ago
He hair was longer down to her mid back
She dyed streaks of strawberry color through her brown wavy hair
Thankfully her eyes, Greenish blue were intact with all its glow
She had return to her old home but her mother wasn't there
She had died from birth complications
Zen was suppose to have a little brother
He never made it past a year
Zen and her father were living here from now on
Mr. Saiyuki looked so wrinkly yet lively
He had fire within him to pull on my ears
Yelling about the single piercing I had; two small sliver rods chiming a tiny tune
Ruka had the same piercing
No harm onto the angel of the Sakurai brothers
So Ruka already in the mix of chattering away to Zen
I stood back observing them, wondering…
We haven't know each since we were kids
What good was it to be reconnecting?
When she'll run off once she knows it all
The beat downs, the thugs, Police interventions
She maybe loud and social but she isn't rebel
By all my pride and Anger
I really never took a hold of my feelings towards Zen
As a friend I hadn't thought highly of it
She was hesitant to approach me
Quick to scold me when I cursed or drove too fast
Mature when I pissed off at silly things
"Kou-Kun! ~" I turn back from the church grounds I pick up the watering can before it slip free of my grasp, I stood gazing upon Zen standing not so far from I puzzling over something from the looks of it.
"Zen-...Chan, what are you doing here?" My heart seems to beat a step faster but more I wanted to hide what I had been doing from her, it just was to unlike my personality to do something like this.
Her puzzled look changed from confused to a great big smile sending my self in frozen awestruck to her reaction.
"You've been taking care of the Fairy Key flowers all this time, have you not?"
She remembered after all, I'm glad for that or all this would of done nothing more than repent my sins.
"Let's go home now, Zen." I put the can down in a bush near my feet stepping quickly off to be getting back home before it was nightfall. Zen took leaps to keep in step with me as we trailed out the schoolyards I slowed up as we head onto her house, I would leave the bike in the church just for today.
Something told me I rather not grab attention this late in a school day.
By the time we reached her house day had turned to night and a cold one in fact winter December may of ended but February was still lurking on in the 50's, Zen stood close hardly talking across the way, so I took that as my chance to explain why I was watering the flowers her and Ruka found so magically right before she had moved off to a big city out in Osaka.
She kept quiet looking up at me at something strange things I said "My sins,"" Abuse", "Knocked down two grades" al the while I never took to notice how close we were to her home and the pair of dark baggy clothed guys hanging off to the side of her street corner.
"Hey, Hey, Hey looking good after that fight eh Kouichi?" the shorter of the two speaks look more like a hobo in his thirty than somebody I would fight any day form other schools.
"Bastards what are doing here?" I grip onto Zen's shoulder holding her back from their dirty eyes.
"Ohh got yourself a chick now ehh?" the bigger guy rose from the wall peering at Zen with a disgusting look, I'll kill him for that. I pondered a way out from this all, I glimpse back at Zen as I held her closer now; wide eyed confusion but kept her fear behind a poker face
"Tomorrow at West Beach, dusk be there with all you got or else!" I bore my snarled remarked making it very clear to leave and heed my threats seriously till they turn back waving us off like we some sort of friend of theirs.
Zen, I finally figured out that day so close to the end of our 4 years together for maybe the last time before we headed out for a future, that I'm in love with you
So I presently willed myself back up and found Ruka unconscious on the icy dirt, battered about and cut in complete disorder, Surprising right after getting him to a hospital Zen came storming on in crying and hugging me asking what happened to us.
I told her it all the fight why we did that and of how sorry we did that, as well as held her close to me that day wishing everything to be well for all three of us.
Which all lead up to gradation day I waited for Zen to show up like that day in February then graciously she did smiling at me I took her hand in mine and told her what I had see through my eyes of my growth love to her since she had return.