Black star
Thoughts were flowing through my mind of the last few days, especially that tragic day when I lost one of my good friends, Patty. I was silently sitting in the corner of an old fashioned diner, staring out the window. I counted cars as they drove past but heard no sound from the outside world until the annoying sound of a clicking pen brought me back to reality. I turn to find the pestering sound and spot a chick around my age causing it. The girl was very tall, way taller than I was, I could tell. Her long, thick hair amazed me with its length and straightness. Her hair was so black it reminded me of the midnight sky and even though. But her eyes were what fantasized me the most. They were a crystal, clouded blue and very sharp, as if she was always on high alert. Her eyes are unusual… I thought to myself as the big blue orbs had captivated me.
I then noticed the girl was a waitress as she walked over to me in her cute little outfit, I fought hard to keep my cheeks from flushing. I suppose she caught me staring at her and assumed that I wanted to order something. When she drew near I noticed something very odd about her... Well okay, I noticed this before but with her so close to me her appearance was breathe taking. "oh shit…" I mutter to myself when I realize that she was indeed walking over to me... I quickly clear my throat and readjust my strikingly weird blue hair. "Can I help you?" she asked in a sweet voice. It took me a minute to realize I hadn't replied to her question and I nodded slowly, taking in her appearance. "Ice-cream, strawberry-coated…" those are the only words that escaped my mouth. Idiot! Now what do I do if she finds me weird? I was still in angry with myself when she returned with a bowl full of strawberry coated ice-cream, but soon calmed myself when she set it down on the round, wooded table. As she turned to walk away I tried to grab her attention by dropping my spoon. I mentally face-palmed myself, thinking that I was the lamest guy on earth right now and if my best friend, Soul was here he would have made-fun of me… But, to my delight she turns around from the sound of the metal hitting the wood and I smile warily at her. She approaches me once again and as she crouched down I thought this was the time to talk. She looks up at me with a kind smile and says quietly "I'm sorry that you've dropped your spoon… It's all dirty now. I'll go get you a clean one immediately. As she hurried away from me I clenched my teeth in disappointment. I lost my chance to talk to her. After a couple of minutes of waiting I started drawing circles around on the table out of boredom until I saw my spoon infront of me, well, stuck in my ice cream that had melted slightly. I look up to see her bow and smile. "T-Thanks for the spoon… uh…?" I frowned at the thought of not knowing the thing that I most desperately wanted to know right now… her name. She giggled softly and replied with her name. Tsubaki. I gave her my giant grin. "That's a beautiful name, Tsubaki. It matches your appearance" I said without hesitation, wondering where that courage came from. Her eyes widened and her face instantly turned to a cute shade of red. "T-Thank you, sir." She mumbled under her breath. "The name is Black*Star…" I frowned, wondering if she didn't like the compliment.
Tsubaki
I tried my hardest to maintain a straight face as it was strictly forbidden to flirt with the customers of the diner that Mr. Death owned. I murmured my thanks and concealed my small smile but wondered what the boys' name was. I quickly took in his appearance. His bright, chaotically spiked up sapphire hair is what caught my attention first. Then it was those gorgeous bright pools of blue that stared at me with… Curiosity? I then realized that he had said something and I completely missed it. I instantly bowed in apologetic and pressed my lips together. "I-I'm sorry, could you please repeat yourself?" I asked in a squeaky voice, hoping that he wouldn't get offended. He simple smiled and repeated his name. "My name is Black*Star, it's nice to meet you Tsubaki." He chimed in and extended his hand. It was only until then that I realized his arms were made out of muscle. I tilted my head now wondering how old this boy was… he looked too young to have a well-defined body. He cleared his voice, bringing my back to his still extended hand. I smiled and took his hand into my own, shaking it firmly.
"Tsubaki!" I jumped and reluctantly let go of … Black*stars hand. Hm… what an rare name I thought as the yelling continued. "… What the do you think you're doing? Get back to work!" said Kid, the managers son. I glanced up at his golden eyes shyly and nodded my head before walking around to help other customers. Kid wasn't that bad of a person once you get to know him… it's just his small… problem. At those exact thoughts a customer dropped their plate on the floor, shattering it into severely different pieces and at the exact moment, Kid started to scratch at his shirt with disturbed eyes. "It's not symmetrical… you imbecile! You ruined the symmetry!" Kid yelled at the customer before he couldn't handle the asymmetrical object anymore and started gurgling. I sighed softly and left him on the floor so I could clean up the broken piece of glasses to make him recover. Yes, Kid had a very high case of OCD… it was sometimes bothersome but that's who he is. I returned to him with a damp table cloth and gently layed it over his forehead before getting up to assist more customer. SMACK! I jumped up in fright and grabbed my ass as pain struck through it. I turn around slowly to see a drunken man with dark red hair and blue eyes smiling at me with lust. "Hey there little lady… You wanna get out of this dump and have some fun?" He asked and stood up, dragging me outside against my will. I struggled but his grip on me was too strong… "Stop! Let go of me!" but of course he wouldn't listen. We soon were in an alley that looked pretty dodgy. He finally let go of me and I stood against the wall as far as possible away from the strange man. "The name's Spirit… And I know how to show you a good time" he whispered, now pinning me against the wall. I blinked and looked at him with fear, when did he get infront of me? "Please let me go sir… I mean, Mr. Spirit. I promise I won't tell anyone just… let me go" I begged silently to him, refusing to cry. He chuckled and shook his head, his hands already moved up my leg. I tried backing away but the wall behind me refused to back away with me. He looked me in the eyes and lifted his hand to stroke my cheek but suddenly cried out in pain. I had his two fingers caught between my teeth and I wasn't about to let go. "oi'm sowry sir put yuu bwrought thwis on yuuorself!" I tried to speak with his dirty tasting fingers and bit harder until I could taste blood. "That's enough you little brat!" he yelled and yanked his fingers out of my mouth harshly, leaving me with pain shooting through my jaw. He grabbed me by the hair and slammed me against the wall, all signs of playfulness gone. I started to sob as I struggled against his iron grip with didn't seem to be doing anything. "Please… Somebody!" I cried out but was silenced with the mans horrible lips. He kissed me roughly for a minute before forcing his nasty tongue into my mouth. I was tempted to bite it but I was scared of the consequences… I shut my eyes tightly and sobbed to myself. My eyes reopened themselves when I felt his body being yanked off of me with full force by a small blurr of blue.
"B… Black*Star?!"