Orange and Raspberry
To be honest, I don't care much about colors. But that doesn't mean I dislike your hair. It's fine just the way it is. Those loosely pigtails don't bother me at all. The look describes you, which makes it even more beautiful. So you don't have to change your style in any way, and I'll be satisfied. I'll do the same with my hair too.
Pretty and Ugly
Why do you think you can ever be ugly? What's ugly would be putting those kinds of ridiculous thoughts in your head. Do you even know how to do ugly? I don't think so.
Smart and Dumb
I really would be a dumb-ass if I ever have the thought of leaving you. I'm still shock of the fact that you're smart enough to put up with me for all these years. Then again, I shouldn't be. It'll be dumber to question your reasons for being by my side in the first place.
The Football and the Cheerleader
…..Uhhh….
We don't need to do any sports to show others how we make a perfect couple.
Weird and not Weird
People call us weird by our nonchalant attitudes, or stoned expressions. They probably expect us to be this so called 'lovey-dovey' teen image that they see in the movies.
Ha. They're the weird ones.
We, on the other hand, are normal by just being us. And we're doing just that together.
Pocky
Who knew these kind of candies can make two people feel a common connection? Besides, I like it when you feed me with those perfectly porcelain fingers of yours. I'm in the mood for some pocky right now….
Strength and Weakness
I finally understand true strength for the first time—through your voice. I don't need strength for physical, mental, or emotional purposes, but the kind of strength that will always let me know that I'm me. And I need to stick with it, for nothing or no one. Especially not to my derange father. What an asshole. If only I did had the strength to avoid him possessing me in the first place…
Sorry about that.
What weakened me worse was the fact that I actually hurt you from our fight. But it wasn't really me who did that at all. But still….just the fact that it did happened really pisses me off. But you stayed anyway and fought to the end until he got out. I really am a weakling, huh Rima? But you tell me otherwise. I just need to believe in myself more than this. So that next time, you won't yell at me, and I'll be able to protect you.
I smile at the memory. Thank you.
Who Are We?
One thing's for sure, I may be some kind of mysterious freak in the eyes of others, but I defiantly know who I am in your eyes and yours alone. And the same thing goes for you.
You are Rima Touya. And I am Senri Shiki. That's all we need to know. Nothing more and nothing less.
We are what we are, which is one. Nuff said.
Heh. That's fine by me.