Loving You

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Sora Yamasaki, 16 years old and 1st year high school student. I like playing football (soccer), have a few good friends whom I like to hang out with and my favorite food is Ice-cream. All in all, a normal sixteen year old, that is if you know any other guy who eats 1.5 liters of ice cream in one sitting. Still though, I'd like to think of myself as just another 16 year old. Sadly, therein also lays my biggest problem in life. Just like most other 16 year old guy, I have a girl that I like …a lot. As in more than I like ice cream and trust me, ice cream is like the Juliet to my Romeo.

"Hey, Yuffie, Can you hear me when I say I love you?"

I don't think she can hear me, I don't think she'd even care. After all, our relationship has changed from being the centre of each other worlds to being complete strangers, 6 precious years of friendship. It's as if we'd never even met.

It all began when I was 8, she moved in next door. A year older than me and four inches

Taller than me, being the shy little thing I was back then you couldn't blame me for trying to stay away from a girl that had a perpetual sugar high and looked like she could hand me my ass on a platter.

So after a month of playing hide and go seek, with me hiding as much as possible, much to our parents dismay, we ran into each other. Well, it was actually more like my parents let her into my room and before I could react she pushed me to the ground and sat on top of my stomach. Then she proceeded to threaten me to tell her just why it is that I was avoiding her is.

"Oi kid, listen up, I don't know what the hell your problem is but I think I'm a nice enough girl, so you either confess or get ready for a beating."

Those were here exact words and it was the first time that I actually ever looked at Yuffie; she had short raven black hair that fell to the nape of her neck and even though I hadn't touched it I was sure nothing would have been more soft or silky. Her eyes, black, big, round and with a hint of mischief were entrancing and her lips…was it even okay for an eight year old boy to think like this, shouldn't I be afraid of getting cooties or something.

"Hey, you brat answer me already."

I shook away my thoughts, only to see that Yuffie had a sugary smile on her face. You know, the one that women give to men when they mean to say, give the wrong answer and your ass is mine. So in my haste I said what most children would say when they were about to get squished by a bully, but I think it came out wrong.

"You're very pretty."

Not exactly the most ideal answer. It's a wonder though, the blows I expected to rain down upon me as I tightly shut my eyes never came, and instead I felt the wait upon me lift. I slowly opened my eyes to see Yuffie standing over me with the lightest pinkish of hues adorning her face a genuine smile on her face, her eyes twinkling like only that of an innocent and sincere person and her hand extended towards me.

"Hi, I'm Yuffie Kisaragi; I'm in your care from now on."

I looked at her for a second, surprised that she hadn't been offended and then grasped her hand, I didn't know it then but I had fallen for her at that moment.

"Sora Yamasaki, I'll also be in your care."

That is how we came to be and that is how we stayed for the next six years. I never thought that Yuffie would take my words so seriously, she became a shield of sorts for me, the protective barrier between me and the outside world. Even though I was grateful to Yuffie for being my friend and being there to help me, in retrospect I can't help but think it harmed my growth more than anything else. I had grown very dependant on her.

Then came what I have dubbed as the year of separation. Since Yuffie was a year senior to me in school, she would make sure none of the juniors would try to bully me. When she graduated to high school, that protection was gone. In the very first month of yuffie's departure I realized some very important things. Firstly, I missed Yuffie sorely and more importantly I realized that I direly needed to grow up. To grow up, I needed to let go of Yuffie. My best friend…and I needed to let go of her. She had protected me from being hurt for far too long and I knew that the only way I could survive was if I allowed myself to get hurt every once in a while.

So, in my trying to stand up on my own to feet and yuffie becoming busy in whatever it is that these high school kids do…we slowly drifted apart, calls became lesser, I've never been a fan of msn and other stuff like that. Then one day everything just stopped, there was no Yuffie, there was only me and my life without Yuffie. I had never before had an urge to kill a person; problem was I didn't know the bastard that had said that we don't actually know the value of what we have until it's gone. I'm to this day hunting down that sorry S.O.B and when I find him…

Not to say letting go of Yuffie didn't have its advantages, I have three very good friends, there's Roxas and looks like my long lost cousin, there's Cloud, he doesn't talk much except when he's around us and there's Axel, trust you don't want to know. All four of us are a part of the football team. The only thing Yuffie doesn't know about me is that I'm quite good at Football, why she doesn't know is a story for another time.

Right now though the bell has just rung and it's time for my second month at destiny high to begin, Yuffie and I didn't talk to each other the first month; in fact we hardly saw each other. I wonder what surprises await me this time around.

Chapter end