Why? By Robin Gurl

~~~ This is just a short fic of Sarah Mouri thinking of why she likes Kento. SARAH'S POV. ~~

Everyone says "Why are you going out with him, he looks mean." Why do they always say that? I mean yes, Kento can be mean. But he's not.he's always misunderstood.

I lay in my bed thinking. Is it wrong for me to be loving Kento? Should I have someone else? Most girls want a guy that's cute, and totally sweet. Is it ok if he isn't cute? Kento is totally sweet.

Do I have to have someone who is the 'popular' one? What if I don't want one of the 'popular' ones? What if I want a normal one? Is that allowed?

I turn on my side and see a picture that was taken of Kento and I at the beach the year before. I'm so small compaired to him. People think if he gets mad he'll kill me. But do they know that I can calm him down?

But now that I think about it. Why do I like him? There had to be something that drew me to him. I mean besides me being Cye's sister and growing up with him around.

Maybe it started when he helped me with my math when I was younger and Cye just ignored me.

Or, I grinned, maybe it was when I fell down and broke my arm when I was 13 and he carried me all the way to the hospital and stayed with me.

What ever it was I was pulled into him. His warm embrace that keeps me warm and never fails to give me a since of safety.

"Sarah?!?!?" It was him. I needed to decide right now. Was I going to care about what the others said about him?

When he came up those stairs and into my room smiling at me all of what I was thinking of melted away. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply. What ever the reason was I didn't care. I'd find out later.

And if people don't like him then too bad. He's my Kento. They can't have him. "You ready to go to the movies?"

I nodded, "Yes, I am."

"Sarah?"

"Yes, Kento?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why do you love me?"

The question caught me so off guard that I almost tripped over my CD collection as I tried to get my jacket out of the closet. "Um.why do you want to know that?"

"Well, I'm not the hottest guy or the sweetest."

I turned around and walked over to him, "Love, I love you for who you are. You are so sweet. And in my opionion very handsome."

"Really?" My answer to his question was a kiss on the lips. "Does that answer it?"

He nodded a little shocked. "Y.yes.."

"Good. Now come on or we're going to be late." He took my hand and led me down the stairs. I smiled thinking that I had chosen the right one.

End Story.

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That one was short and sweet. ^^v PLEASE REVIEW!! ~~~