2. I WAS FOUND
3RD PERSON POV
Ryuzaki was silent as he and Rai made their way down the large, victorian hallway. Rai was becoming quite frustrated in the silence. It was like a time bomb. She knew that he was inquistive, and he had questions. When they made eye contact for the first time, the two dark eyes he possessed held so many questions. So much wonder. She needed to break that silence.
"Can I tell you something?" she asked, leaning her head over his shoulder slightly. He looked out of the corner of his eye towards her, shrugging a little.
"If you must" he answered, slowly swinging his head back to its original lowly hung position.
"You smell gorgeous" she stated, smelling the air around her "like strawberry cheesecake. Really sweet". She sighed dreamily and dropped her head onto his shoulder. He shuddered slightly, almost impossible to notice.
"Thank you" he said, lowering his voice to almost a whisper "but that's likely when you've been eating sweet things all day". She looked him questioningly.
"All day? What time is it?" Rai asked, looking around for a clock on the wall.
"I would make it about 6:48pm. You've been asleep for a while" he explained. He was creepy to Rai, yes. But he was amazing.
"Wow, that's new" she said, relaxing a bit more, getting quite comfortable where she was.
"What is?" he asked, his hair falling into his eyes.
"That a grown man can eat sweet things all day" she explained, giggling to herself. He gave a small low chuckle "but I do that too. So maybe I'll join you some time" she laughed. He looked at her with a smile trying to creep onto his face.
"The pleasure's all mine" he said. He looked left for a moment then stopped dead. The forces shook Rai slightly and caused her to immediately flick her gaze in the direction Ryuzaki was looking. A wood laid next to them, with a brass-coloured handle.
"He's in there" Ryuzaki said, lowering her feet to the ground. Rai was nervous, biting her nails as he lowered her. She stood up straight, shaking herself off. She didn't realise that sleeping would get so much dirt on you. He must have notice her sudden change in emotion.
"Something bothering you?" he asked. She flipped her head round to face him. He had hunched over, back to how she first saw him. Their eyes met, him holding her gaze, her unabled to look away. She took in another cheesecake smelling sniff.
"Nothing" she said, slightly breathless with the lack of space between them "well, nothing of your concern". She swiftly turned back toward the door. Gripping the handle with iron force, she twisted it sharply. It creeked ajar. She took a deep breath and slowly pushed it open.
Roger sat on a large office chair behind a enomorous red mahogany desk that could have swallowed the chair hole. He was writing across some papers, possibly signing some documents or reports. At the sound of the creek, he looked up at the door.
"Yes?" he mumbled, more concerntration on the papers than his words. She pushed the door open a little more.
"Um, Roger?" she stated, giving a questioning look towards him.
"Yes?" he asked, straighting up and looking forward. His expression changed to surprise.
"It's me" she said, slightly giggling, leaning against the door.
"Oh my! Well if it isn't my little Rosa-Rai!" he beamed, getting up from his seat and making his way around his chair-swallowing desk. Rai glowed excitment. She ran up to him, throwing her hands around his neck. She didn't know how much that would hurt.
She quinced, feeling the pain in her shoulder overload her system. She was ready to pass out, but her relief overided the pain. She leaned back slightly. A smile spread across his face.
"When did you get here?" he asked, beaming at her with much delight. She lowered her head, growing very quiet. Roger's smile disappeared.
"I didn't arrived. I was found".