Another one shot story by me for SDK. This story is especially dedicated to my friends in school.

Smiley Bonanza proudly presents:

KYO'S VALENTINE

Kyo's POV


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I was walking down the very busy road, envying the great number of Lovey- dovey on the streets. They came in two types; homosexual and normal, but in my sight, they were all the same- flirting with each other on the dull grey pavement under the dim moonlight: sounds romantic and pleasant yet irritating for me.

The city never sleeps- which in a sense was quite true. Cars and all sorts of land vehicles jammed in the traffic, honking noises, rudely interrupting the gone-to-bed citizens who were trying to unlock their imaginary dreamland.

Tomorrow was going the exceptionally TERRIBLE day- Valentine day. In the office, the school, the pub- generally EVERYWHERE- It would be hard to miss the nasty scene of passion and aromatic love. The newspaper after tomorrow would be going to fill up with lots of headings on the stolen not returnable virginity. If they care so much, why would they even bother to have sex with the so called LOVERS?

Yes, it was the idea of modern celebration- to give a gift to your beloved one which I found very STUPID.

As I passed a barber shop, a hand touched my back. I was taken aback because I could hardly notice the person's presence. I didn't have to turn because the person herself took her pleasure to show her self to me.

"ASAP, Kyo. I need the rental money, now", she said with irritation.

"I haven't got any now. Next time", I answered.

"There is no NEXT TIME. Hurry, just give what you've got in your pocket".

"Aren't you even listening? Do I have to say it again?"

"Please, it's urgent", she pleaded.

"Take off your dollar bills eyes away from me", I said while fishing the cash out from my pocket. She smiled even though I said it as an insult. What a carefree girl.

"Don't mistake me. I don't intend to give the cash as easy as that", I said.

"That's why I ask you", she said and hopped happily as if I had given her some wealth to enjoy. As for me, I took the bus home because it was an environmentally friendly and clean. After all, this way was cheaper than the fuel.

Five hours later, a minute before the witching hour, I arrived in front of my door step. I unlocked the door and pushed it hard. It was tiring but my favourite arm chair would seize the wearisome out of me once I sat on it.

Before, I could even put my laptop on the desk, the light suddenly flicked open itself and I jerked. Benitora, Yukimura, Sasuke, Akira and Yuya appeared from the hidden corner, shouting 'SURPRISED' out loud. Again, I failed to sense their presence.

My vein popped; I was annoyed yet I don't hate it. "What's the meaning of this, idiots?" I asked angrily. Akira smacked my back hard and replied "Kyo, where is your sense of humour? It's valentine after twelve and we should all enjoy!"

"ENJOY!" they cheered and drank the wine except Sasuke who found that beer is a loathing smelly drink.

"Hey, woman!" I called Yuya who had been igniting the candles on the cake.

"Is this what the money for?" I asked.

She didn't answer my question but the glare that she gave touched the icy dungeon in my heart. Was that glaring an answer to the question?

I tilted her tiny face and she looked at me, astonished. My head echoed a weird unheard melody as I studied her beautiful hazel eyes. Slowly, my lips touches hers and my skin met hers.

That night, as I could remember, snow showered from the cotton cloud, wrapping the earth like a white silk blanket. From the window, we looked at the snow falls, with our hand palm to palm, close to each other.


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