She could see it.
I knew she could. The way her gaze would linger a moment on the hands of an old married couple had proven him to be right, I knew from the start because I was the guardian myself. I knew this girl would exist. I knew her 'names'.
And I couldn't help but smile at her reaction when she saw my hand. When she had come to realize that I had none. Everyone knows that single bishops are not allowed to have a lover. Still, that doesn't mean a bishop could not love and not have a person whom he truly desires.
Have you guessed?
Yes, this girl can see the red string that ties a man and a woman together. The red string of lovers. The strings that I control and manipulate.
There is something I still question though. It's not that she doesn't have a red string or anything. She has it, but it doesn't have an end. I wonder, is this even possible? Could it be that her lover has died? Or maybe she…
Ah, no I think I'm getting a bit too far. I think I need a little more time to think. You may think that I know everything about a man and a woman's bonds but I don't. All I know is who they are attached to and why. This particular situation is out of my hands, only He knows it.
"Your order sir." She said. Her onyx orbs sparkled as she put his soup on the table, along with his tea and everything else he has ordered.
I smiled, "Thank you, ah, my friend will be paying this afternoon; he's running a bit late though…"
The black haired girl nodded, her shoulder-length ponytail bobbing up and down at her action, "Yes, thank you sir…"
With that she smiled, bowed and walked away from me. I didn't miss her short glance at my hand.
"Your childishness is really starting to annoy me to a whole new level, Frau…"
The blond man beside me didn't say anything.
It's nothing new kids, he's probably up in Jupiter or Neptune now.
After a long period of time, I heard the blond man sigh, "I forgot to bring my wallet."
"So you decided to seduce the waitresses, act like you were crazy, pretend you were poor, committed 'suicide' by jumping of a some high 'cliff' A.K.A the table and steal my wallet?"
Frau laughed, "And not to mention do the Harlem shake…" He grinned widely.
"Yeah…" I said, wincing at the memory of him stealing a guard's helmet and proceeding to do that disturbing and sinful dance in the eyes of millions, "What possessed you today?" I asked.
The tall man shrugged, "I don't know. I feel so free today. I just wanted to make my heart beat with exhaustion."
Twitch.
"So you took the risk of tainting your name as a bishop and embarrassing me in front of the whole, entire, everybody!?" I asked. Half-shouting in his ear.
He arched an eyebrow, "Isn't my name already tainted?"
Oh yeah, his stash of sins are already known throughout the church. All the nuns know who he is, and I heard there was a rumor of him being a pervert at the restaurant.
"Well, did you know that that incident could taint the church as well? It was a good thing we were using our casual clothes…" I sighed.
He nodded.
"Hey," He started, "Why are you so fixated at that one waitress with black hair?"
I paused, "It's obvious isn't it?" I sighed in defeat as I watched him nod curtly.
"Well-"
"-You've been reading my stash haven't you?" The blond man accused, grinning like an idiot who got an E at a test.
My eyes widened, "What? No!" I yelled. How could he ever think that I would be dipping myself in his confiscated sin? What was wrong with his brain today?
The man chuckled, "Some one's caught !~" He sang.
"How could you ever think that!?" I asked, yelling in his ear again.
He fox smiled, "Your gaze landed somewhere just above her thigh… I wonder what you were looking at…"
A vein popped in my head. I wish I could tell him I was looking at her hands which were clasped behind her most of the time, but…
" I DID NOT LOOK THERE." I said, glaring at him.
He grinned from ear to ear, "Sure you didn't…" He sarcastically agreed before walking away while laughing like a hyena.
Ah, great. Now he's gone thinking that I'm a pervert. Curse my luck today.
Too bad, I was caught up I didn't even realize that a black haired girl had walked past me in the midst of my thinking.
(A/N) CHOCOLATEPANTS decided to make a new 07 ghost fic because the last one ended up being...poop.
How is it anyway? good?bad? so-so?. Well anyway CHOCOLATEPANTS is looking forward for a few advices and critics !
CHOCOLATEPANTS AWAAAAAY!