Uhhh OOC I guess... Rated T for shoujo-ai
(A/N: This is for meg3850 on DeviantArt. I should have been up earlier but there was so much school work, BUT an event inspired this idea that happened not too long ago... If you want a sequal, anyone, just tell me and I'll do it? Any requests? I'll do those too~)
I gathered my belongings and started running as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, but it didn't really matter anymore. No one loved me, or so I thought. I ended up running to the library, not knowing what to do with myself. I walked inside and trudged off to the restroom. When I got there, I dropped my stuff and feel to me knees, tears pouring down the side of my face, soaking my red bangs. I let out a quiet sob as I heard a flush and quickly went to gather my things. I look up to the most beautiful sight. There was a girl that looked around my age, but much shorter. She had shaggy lilac hair and glasses hanging off the tip of her nose. Judging be her school uniform, she went to my school, but I've never seen her around before. I saw her look at me with concern masking her eyes. I put my face in my hands, not wanting her to see I was crying.
"Are you alright? It looks like you've been crying?" Her voice was soft and sounded like angels to me. I peeked through my hands, hoping she wouldn't see the blush dusting across my face.
"I- I'll be alright." I said with a slight smile. "It's just that no one loves me." I sobbed again as she finished washing her hands. She knelt down and started to organize my books. I wiped the tears off the cheeks and watched as she did this. Why was she being so nice? She pushed my things away and sat next to me. "My name is Yuki Nagato. I see that we go to the same school. I haven't seen you around before though. Are you new?" I looked up into her eyes, which were a very brilliant purple. My face threatened to turn another shade of pink as I nodded.
"I just transferred here last month." I stated shyly, tearing my gaze away from hers. She smiled as she put an arm around me.
"What's your name?" I looked up once more, entranced by her beautifully colored eyes.
"My name is Mikuru Asahina. It's nice to meet you." I held out a shaky hand and she took it I couldn't help but notice how soft her hands were. I must have held on to long because I could see a blush dancing onto her face. "I- I'm sorry." I looked down in shame as she pulled me closer.
"It's all right. But Mikuru, I'm sure that there are plenty of people love you." I lied my head down on her shoulder as she stoked my hair. "Don't let people bring you down be saying or doing something you don't like. You seem like a very strong young girl so you need to stand up for yourself, got it?" I nodded, tears making their way down my face yet again. She stood and lent me a hand to get up. I pulled myself up and grabbed my items before leaning over to kiss the younger girl on the check.
"Thank you Yuki." I whispered, my face turning a bright red. She only smiled and took me hand.
"Let's get you back to class." I smiled and squeezed her hand,
"I'm fine, really." This time I leaned over and lips met lips. She started to respond as I smiled into the kiss. But as soon as it started, it was over. "I'll see you later! Bye Yuki!" I yelled as I waved over my shoulder. So, maybe I was wrong, maybe someone did love me after all.