"Was he just looking at me?"
The blonde-haired child leaned over to her father. She was barefoot in the green grass, and the blades tickled her feet whenever she moved. She didn't mind, though; that was the way she liked it.
Her father looked at her absent-mindedly. "I'm sorry, Luna, I was off in my own world... What did you say?"
"I said, was he just looking at me?"
Xenophilius looked a bit confused at this. "Was who looking at you?"
"That boy over there," Luna said, pointing further up the field. "The one with the black hair and glasses."
Xenophilius looked where Luna was pointing. Surely enough, a young lad of about 14 or 15 years old was sitting outside an old, dilapidated tent, talking with a red-haired child and their female friend.
"Why does that young man look familiar...?" Xeno mused.
"I do not know, Father... Should he?"
Xeno shook his head slowly. He knew he should remember him from somewhere, but from where...?
Just then, the boy looked over in their direction again. Luna happened to look up at the same time, and the two locked eyes.
Luna felt strange, just then... Almost as though this boy was looking not at her, but through her... That he was able to see straight into her very soul.
She never got that kind of feeling from anyone... She was even more shocked, though, to realize that she wanted to know this boy more.
Luna smiled at him, and he smiled back and waved. Luna returned the wave, as did her father.
Seeing him smile sent a rush of longing through her. Now, more than ever, she wanted to meet him. She could tell he was special; she just wanted to find out why.
Luna stood, resolute in going over and talking to him. Just as she did so, though, he suddenly got up and went inside his tent, his two companions following him.
Luna sat back down, a bit saddened at this most recent development.
Her father looked at her, seeing the look that had just come over her face. He felt a rush of pity for her.
"I get the feeling that you two are going to get your meeting, you know," he said.
Luna looked up at her father, a lone tear falling from her face. "Do you promise?"
In response, Xeno wrapped her up in a giant hug, pulling her as close to him as he could. He smiled.
"Yes, my lovely daughter. I promise."