Avery gave a sad smile as she looked though her photo album. She came across two pages of she and her once lover. She could never forget him, but he forgot her. In the first picture, she was glaring up at the freakishly tall male. Well, compared to her, he was freakishly tall. His six foot one towered over her four foot nine.
His "brother," or so he called the older male, Aizen was holding on to her camera so she didn't break it on the rides at the amusement park they were at. Their "cousin," Tousen was blind, so he didn't want to go. Avery could have sworn he had better sight than herself with how many times he caught her before she could fall.
Because the height requirement for the ride she wanted to go on was too high for her, they had to go to a different ride. Her silver haired, fox eyed lover was laughing at her, so she stopped to glare at him. Confused, he cocked his head to the side and kept his closed eyed smirk upon his face. Then a bright light flashed, and after a moment of letting her eyes adjust she turned her glare on Aizen.
Flash! Another picture was taken. Her glare at Aizen and Gin's wide smirk was put into first the memory of the camera then onto a photo. Taking what she hoped was a threatening step forward, she had decided to jump the older male even though he was just as tall as Gin. As she lunged, Aizen laughed and held up the camera. Flash! Her jump and Gin's step forward were caught on camera.
A fierce growl escaped from her lips as Aizen took yet another picture. Entrapped within Gin's steel grip around her waist, her anger was starting to evaporate at his touch. As Gin turned her head and kissed her, she flipped Aizen the bird and flash! One last picture was taken. Aizen smiled what she had believed was a true smile then. And that was true, it wasn't a false one.
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That was the last picture upon the page. Blinking, she noticed how it was a bit wet. She felt her face and realized her cheeks were wet. She was crying. For the first time since they left, she was crying. He had left her behind. No they, her Kazoku, her family, left her behind; they forgot about her. But she could never forget them.