A/N: Whew. Finally, chapter 2. Sorry for you guys who kept waiting for this. I just want to tell you guys that updates from now will be slow, painfully slow. I just got an internship in the hospital so it's been very busy time. And all my other fic will also be late, so sorry for that.
I just want to promote my dear friend's new fic, it's a SoMa though. It's called 13 children of nighmares by OSAMA NEKONI. I know, it's weird to hear a SoMa promotion fic in KiMa fic, but this fic is really good, well it was only a prolog at this moment though, but it got potential, so give it a try.
Disclaimer: Soul Eater belong to its rightful owner, and its obviously wasn't me.
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Chapter 2
Two season had passed since the mysterious light angel come to my life, and I just kept silent admiring her beauty from afar without getting near her except for work. No. I can't possibly selfish enough to taint her presence with my darkness. After all, beauty were created to be admired from far. Yes. I already satisfied enough just to see her from afar without having any interaction with her. I can't be anymore selfish.
Or maybe, deep inside my deepest heart, I just don't have the courage. What if she ran away if I approach her. Or maybe I was afraid to be disappointed, that she'll just the same with the people around me, getting near me just because of my money.
Or maybe I was afraid. What if the fate just playing around with me again, making me meeting with the angel I can't possibly have.
I need courage, badly, something that I wish to have for long, something that I'll never had in my whole life.
I always remember when the angel come to this hair salon. Besides, she always come in the same time, every month when near lunch break, just to trim her hair. That sensation when I touch her delicate hair is just that lovely, her smile that I get at the end always make my day.
I'm satisfied. I always tell myself that I'm satisfied getting this kind of interaction. Just a hairstylist and his customer. I don't even need her name if it make this whatever we have over. I don't need to getting closer to her if it make me can't feel her presence like this again.
Tonight the rain pouring down heavily since 5 pm. Soul had already gone home, he does always trust me with this shop.
I do need to keep clean the shop tonight, it is in my schedule this week after all, but the truth is it was already finished long ago and I was supposed to be in home this time around. But no, I choose to be in here until late at night, making myself some hot chocolate while look through the window enjoying the view. I don't know, I'm just having mood to see this kind of view, the one which exactly like my heart right now.
I do have a problem at home right now, that's why I feel like I don't want to go home just yet. Somehow, my father know that I always skip school to be in this shop. I honestly don't understand. Doesn't the most important thing is that I understand the topic and get a good mark on the test? Why do I even need to join the class which I already understand? Sorry, but I prefer to use that kind of wasteful time to do a better job like this part time. But my father think otherwise. He even want to speak with the Evans to fired me from this job.
Yah. I know somehow that this will happen sooner or latter. After all, fate always keep laughing at me, I don't even know why. I even kind of preparing myself if I get this scenario from the first time I get this job.
It just that, why does it happened when I already find her, the angel who can free me from this darkness?
Suddenly a shadow of human across the street capture my interest. It didn't get wet because it take shelter in front of the shop across the street. I get 2 thing when I see it's posture. First, it was a she. Second, she was shivering from cold.
Imagine my shock when I decide to see more the shadow. That ash blond and the emerald eyes… there's no way I don't recognize her. The woman who kept haunting my mind since day one I saw her. The angel who shine through my darkness with just her smile. The same woman, but her expression's like….dare I say it….broken.
When I know it, I already gone outside the shop, giving her an umbrella and a shelter in the hair salon for her to kept warm. Her smile when she receive a cup of hot chocolate from me is just different from her usual smile. I don't know how to describe it, this smile just seems kind of off.
I really want to hug her, find out what making her like this, fight whoever did this to her. But the word that escape from my mouth is just that she can stay in here for as long as she want, at least until the rain stop. I just embarrassed with myself from my own cowardice. I, who don't have a single drop of courage. I, who denied fate. How could I possibly help her, repay her for her smile which saved me.
The angel just look at me with an indescribable look. I just shock with her sudden question, "You're not asking me what just happened to me?"
I could only chuckle. "I don't know if I'm worthy enough to hear it. After all, who am I so I could force you to tell all your problem to me. I would only hear it if and only if you're ready to tell me. I just want you to know that I'm ready to hear it whenever you want."
The angel just smirking. "Hee… I didn't know that there are still a man who was gentlemen enough to do that kind of thing like you. Glad to know it." While looking at her cup, she said, "I don't mind telling it to you. Right now all I need is a person who could hear all I said, I really need to release this from my chest."
I'm surprised. I don't know If I'm worthy enough to help her right now. But here she is, right now, in front of me, with her wide emerald eyes waiting for my reactions. Without even noticing it I just nod my head, asking her in silence for her to continue with her stories.
"Yah, long story short, I just broke up with my boyfriend." She said it without lifting her head. "He is my childhood friend. He's annoying, way to hyperactive, just like a monkey who can't help but move around." Her sad smile just make my heart more broken. "But I still love him. I see him as a part in me who can't be separated. It just that difficult to imagine my life without him."
I could only stood there listening her story. "At first, we started dating because we feel that we're really close, if you know what I mean. But it didn't change my feeling for him, that I love him. I really think that he felt the same way about me actually." I don't know why. Even though every word she said really make my heart hurt, but deep in my heart I'm glad that I get a chance to help her, even if it was just by listening to her stories. "Until I know that he started dating with my best friend. Don't get me wrong. I was happy with them. But it still hurt, you know. So I asked him to drop me on that street. Knowing that my feeling were unrequited was hurt more than I thought."
We just stood there enjoying the night time on Death City, not a word were there to break the silence between us. Despite that, there's no awkwardness between us, but a peaceful feeling, like we're comforting each other with our silence.
Until finally she put down the cup, breaking our silence with saying, "Hey, could you cut my hair?" I could only widened my eyes. "Maybe until below the shoulder? I just want to get some symbols that I'm ready to move on. What do you think?"
I could only nod. Even though I doubt she could move on that fast, but her spirit and her readiness to move on for people dear to her just touched my heart. We then continue to passed the night with silence, only snaps from the scissors working was heard.
"If I may know, why do you still at this place at this late night? I know you're not the owner of this shop, there's no reason for you to stay at this place this late."
I know she just want to keep a chat, but I guess this question really hit me, like quip me for my staying at this place. Right. Why do I still at this place this late night, just to ran away from father? I do hesitate to tell her, but her stare just so intense, so innocence, like hypnotizing me to tell her every thing in my heart, like tell me that no matter what, she'll always be by my side.
I then told her every inch of my problem. She is a good listener. Every advice she gave me seems really direct. She didn't think how to console me, what I want to hear at all. On the contrary, she really tell me what seems to be right in her eyes, which I had to admit painfully that yes, she's right. That I was wrong, because no matter how or why, my father just care about me, like every fathers do to their child, I know all of it. I know, I just don't want to admit it. But hearing her saying all that, I'm forced to face the fact that yes, I can't keep running away forever.
"Just so you know, I do believe in fate. Because I know my meeting here with you tonight is also a part of fate."
And yes, hearing her saying all that seems to make me believe in fate a little, just a little.
And when I see her smile, that same smile that shine through my darkness, return, maybe for the first time in my whole life I feel like I could learn how to love my self more.
