/HELLOOO THERE~~ I'm taking a little break from writing The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet . So I'm going to write a new fanfic; which is DEFINITELY KANLENA./
/Love; save the empty: CHAPTER ONE/
I shivered and dropped the towel near my makeshift bed; it was a cold December night, and of course, everyone was asleep. I felt goose bumps arise from my left shoulder, where the wind was touched my pale skin.
I listened to the sound of my brother's soft slumber in the next room; whispering incoherent sounds that was muffled by an overstuffed pillow.
I chuckled.
"Goodnight, Komui nee-san."
I wore the musky shawl over my shoulders and plunged into the cold.
I gasped loudly, covering my mouth.
I didn't know where I was going or how the hell was I supposed to do it- well, I don't care anymore.
I don't care what happens next.
I don't care what will happen after.
I don't care what'll happen after I jump eight feet over a staircase.
Slowly and quietly, I poised myself directly over a metal bin; so if all else fails, I could always ram my head into it. I stood on the metal railings and looked down.
It was a long way to go. But it was worth it anyway.
Worth it to just finish it all.
I actually thought about Komui. What would he say? What would he do, for the matter?
Too late.
I was already plunging headfirst into the unbearable cold… Seconds, minutes, hours, even, seemed to pass. Time was going too slowly…
I remember my hand reaching out- grasping the lost hope- grasping… nothing.
I stopped falling. The feeling of fall was replaced by the feeling of being raised-
Was I in heaven?
I felt soft, yet calloused hands cradling my back and shoulders- forcing me to awaken.
Was it God?
My eyes fluttered, blinked, and finally opened.
A wave of dizziness and nausea swept over me.
Then, facing me; was the most handsome person I ever saw.
"What the fuck are you doing?" the boy snapped.
Okay. He was definitely not God.
But he refused to let me down- an aura of warmth seemed radiate from his cold, stoic, cover.
"What were you thinking?" He said it in a more soft, maybe even seductive, but cool tone. "You could have died." I believe he was even caressing my dark, forest-green hair.
"I wanted to die." I said flatly. "But you ruined it."
"Hmph. Don't be such a drama queen." He turned up his nose. "What would your brother say?"
I hated bringing my brother into these kind of things. "Okay. You know my brother, Komui. But I don't know you. So you are?"
He rolled his eyes but he answered: "Yu Kanda."
I struggled out of his grasp; "I-I'm Lenalee Lee and I can walk fine; thank you!" My condition seemed to contradict my remark. Yep, I was making a fool out of myself.
"You're still in shock from your 'planned' fall." Kanda looked directly at me, I was already smouldering from those steely eyes. "Let me at least guide you to your goddamned room."
"Fine." I muttered.
He seemed so arrogant; yet he was so…. helpful. He was cold, but he was warm and open.
He was everything that seemed to oppose the whole lot of what I knew.
But who knows what might happen?
However, I'm sure Komui will go berserk in the morning.
