I'm Osamu Kohaku, and there isn't more than one person in my entire school who's fond of me.
I get picked on constantly, and my nickname is Loser Kohaku. Girls don't look at me, and every guy in school takes pride in knowing there is something he's better at than me.
I'm lonely.
He sighed, the boy, his blue eyes gleaming in hopelessness. What he said was true, sad and pitiful as it might be—He was fifteen years of age, but very cute in the face. This was observed by girls many times, but no one dared to date him, unless they wanted to lose all their friends. So no one would pay him attention unless they were mocking him.
"Hey, Li?" he asked, looking up at the blonde—The only one in school brave enough to talk to him, listen to him, be anywhere NEAR him.
"What." asked Li.
"Do you think maybe somebody will come along who likes me?"
Frowning, he looked over at his small sidekick. Brown eyes blinking, he thought for a second. Which turned into a minute, which turned into about five minutes. And then he said…
"Yeah…Kohaku, I think a person will come along like that…"
Skipping ahead five months, a person had come along like that. Zorion Lore—A tall, good-looking man with dark blue hair and a monocle over his left eye. He was good looking all right—Women stared at him when he walked out in public, but he didn't care for two reasons. For one thing, he'd never really been attracted to the opposite sex…and beyond that there WAS a person he had his eye on these days.
"Zorion? You're here too?"
K-kohaku!? Oh god! What to say, what to say?! Sure I can speak to him If we're fighting a demon or something, sure, but, i-it's so random that we'd meet up like this out in public th-that my mouth won't work!
"K-k-k-kohaku. H-h-hello."
"Hi! I didn't see you as the type who visited the mall often."
"W-well, I tore a h-ho-hole in one of my gloves s-so…"
"Do you have enough money?" Kohaku asked childishly—Of course Zorion would! He wouldn't dare go to the mall without good reason and he wouldn't DARE leave without enough money—But Kohaku was oh, oh so cute, and oh, so innocent…and oh, his eyes were oh so blue—Like endless pools. "I only came here to get something yummy anyway, so I can share If you'd like."
"Aaaah…ah, n-no! I-I mean, that's k-kind of yo-you! B-b-but I h-have enough!"
"Oh, okay. Well, why don't you come to see me at the food court? I'll buy you a snow-cone, or something."
Kohaku turned on his heel and waved off the stunned man. Zorion's mind was racing around, like the way Kohaku could when he really didn't want to get beaten up at school and he had made a run for it. H-he's going to b-buy me a snow-cone? Is that a-a date? Did K-kohaku ask me on a DATE?Zorion had so many things to talk about with Kohaku when he got to the date. So many ways to get Kohaku to talk about himself. Because Zorion was most certainly not interesting at all, in comparison to that loser.
Because Zorion Lore loved Osamu Kohaku.
--------------------------------------------------
Dude I had to. xD Kohaku is MY OC, don't steal him, and Zorion belongs to my friend Anu-chan.
Together, they make...ZoriKoha. Or Zoku. Or, Zoha.