Telling of an unusual love story

PART I

Chapter I

Falling in love

Rebecca hardly remembered anything from when she was 5 years old. Her memories from that time were just a blur of colors and moments shocking enough to stay with her through the years.

She remembered the time she wanted to make herself a sandwich, 'cause daddy always used to take one to work. She felt like a grown-up, taking two loaves of bread, discovering she was tall enough to reach over and grab the butter, but then she remembered the knife slipping from her hand. It didn't hurt at first and Rebecca could only stare agape and the fine line that produced itself across the palm of her right hand; then the blood started to pour from it and Rebecca could not stop crying. She never wanted to eat another sandwich.

Also when she was 5 years old, Rebecca didn't know a thing about love or about falling in love, naturally. She just knew that sometimes she needed her mummy, and that she couldn't watch a horror movie without daddy hugging her.

But Rebecca knew one or two things about hate, which sometimes she felt towards her brother Damon. Damon was old enough to tease her relentlessly and always get away with it. Her brother had a friend, well why he had many friends, but there was this friend that Rebecca remembered quite well. His name was Billy, and Rebecca did remember the day she met him.

It was hot outside, and Rebecca was wearing a pink dress and a flower hat. She was holding a most exclusive tea party in the backyard of her beautiful house. She sat on her little plastic chair, watching mummy gardening the flowers while she sipped from her porcelain cup.

"That pass was perfect," a voice said behind her and Rebecca spun on her chair to see her brother approaching her.

Her brother was holding a basket ball, obviously; he did nothing but play that dummy game. He was sweaty, sports clothes sticking to his figure, but he was smiling broadly nonetheless. Besides him was another boy, but Rebecca couldn't see his face for the evening sun was shining directly behind them, darkening Rebecca's perspective of the boys' figures.

"Hey, mum, come meet Billy." Damon was waving at his mother.

Rebecca's mother took off her gloves and shook Billy's hand. Rebecca could only see the boy's white teeth.

"Come here, Rebecca," her mother inquired after her.

Rebecca's shoulders fell as she approached the group, pouting and dragging her feet.

Billy crouched down the moment Rebecca came to stand in front of him, and from then on she remembered everything very clearly.

"Nice to meet you, Rebecca," said Billy, a grin on his face.

He was taller than her brother, and his hair was dark brown. His skin was beautifully tanned from spending too many hours under the sun playing sports. A slight flush on his face from the previous exertion was plastered on his finely chiseled face.

Rebecca knew very little of what made a boy handsome, but she immediately felt fascinated by this 13 year old boy, as fascinated as a 5 year old might be, mind you. She wanted to watch horror movies and have Billy hug her, and she even wanted to make Billy a sandwich.

"Cat's got your tongue, monster?" Damon asked, teasing her.

Rebecca ducked her head, grabbing a handful of pink ruffle from her dress.

"Come on, Rebecca, don't be shy," her mother encouraged her, stroking her back.

"Nice to meet you, too, Billy," Rebecca stuttered out, not meeting his gaze.

"Aw, Rebecca! You are blushing," her mother pointed out much to Rebecca's embarrassment.

"I'm not," she blurted out, pouting and stomping her foot.

Billy chuckled, pinching one of her cheeks. His hand felt warm and soft, and Rebecca remembered feeling something that now she could only describe as swooning. It was then that she started to understand one or two things about falling in love.

Unnecessarily long A/N: This fic was inspired by some other Billy/Rebecca fic I read once. It's a great fic, you guys should read it ASAP if you're into B/R (which I guess you are since you are reading my story in the first place lol, thank you, Captain Obvious). This fic I'm telling you about is called Aide Mémoire by Striped-tie (I would probably make that clickable in the future), and it's the sweetest story ever! *sighs*

Anyway, I wanted to make a similar story, but I wish to explore the complications surrounding this couple such as the age issue, Rebecca going through puberty, the sexual tension and whatnot, all that kind of perverted stuff people always have in mind when reading a B/R fic (j/k). This is NOT a lolicon fanfic, people! Sorry if you are into that kind of stuff, but that is just not my cup of tea. I do get a kink from Billy being older by 8 years, I think it makes things more interesting and sort of perverted in a good way (can't even explain myself properly, I suck).

ANYWAY! I've already written a couple more chapters but I'm submitting the rest every other day 'cause I'm gonna wait until I know what people think of this whole concept first. Criticism is welcome, if you are going to get all flamey on this go ahead.

I'll split this fic in three parts: Rebecca's childhood, her teenage years and her adulthood.

So let me know what you guys think :D and don't be afraid to point out typos for English is not my first language! OMG!