All I wanted was for him to be mine...
4 Months Ago.
It was just another typical Friday morning.
I was picking up my daily morning coffee and newspaper from the nearby convenience store.
Of course the line was quite long when I needed to be to work in 5 minutes but hey my pile of work on top of my desk wasn't going anywhere.
My secretary could handle any inbound calls. That was her job.
I did almost debate on just walking up to the counter and throwing my money down since I knew the owner anyways.
But then, I noticed something out of place.
The regulars were all here, most of us were wearing practically the same suit and tie getup as the other.
It made me want to vomit a little at how much we all looked the same.
We were such sheep.
But on that particular morning, second in line from the counter, was a customer I hadn't noticed there before.
And I can say this (sadly) with confidence for after the last two years of going to the same convenience store at the same time as the rest of schmucks working in Tokyo's business district...
...I had never seen an ass like that waiting in line.
An ass so round and plumped to perfection, it took all my will power to not get half-mass right there in line.
Yes, I'm a married man but I'm still a man. I can't help it.
Thank God for thick, black dress pants, I thought as I covered my blushing red face with the newspaper.
Were did those teenage hormones come from anyway? I was 24 years old for crying out loud.
The plumped ass was now making its way out the door when I finally decided to look up and acknowledge their face.
And then it happened.
"Sir? Sir? Are you okay?"
The coffee I was holding, dropped, along with my jaw.
"Sir?"
In a sudden daze, I walked out of the line, stepping over the spilled coffee and newspaper and went out the door.
"Oi!"
There was no stopping me as I followed the unusually customer with the unusually colored hair.
Sky blue hair to be exact.
The same color hair as…his.
I smacked my cheeks, thinking it was a dream.
It couldn't be him.
He was living outside of the city limits last I knew.
Far away, for good.
Or so I thought.
Yet, he was the only one I knew with that bright natural hair color.
But this guy's hair was cut short.
Nice and neat.
Unlike his.
Or so I thought.
My target was now stopped at the crosswalk right before my work's building.
This was my cue to get a closer look.
I swiftly made my way right behind him, his head just mere inches away from my chin.
He was...that short.
And then I couldn't help myself.
I took a big breath, hoping to get a whiff of his scent.
To truly designate that it wasn't him.
His scent was always the same, a sweet musk about him.
A scent that caught me off guard over and over again during our years spent together.
I really couldn't imagine my bluenette having any other scent on him.
Or so I thought.
The crosswalk sign turned from red to green,
And I went to walk to keep up with this particular bluenette.
But then…
"Omph!"
I had walked right smack into him.
"E-excuse me sir, I'm sorry about."
Did I just stutter?
My thoughts were cut short as he turned to face me,
And curious bright blue eyes looked up at me.
I swallowed. Hard.
"K-karma….is that…you?"
Shit.
There we stood as people kept walking passed us.
Some on the right. Some on the left.
Like a stand still shot in one of those romcom movies that I loathed.
Like we were the only two stuck in time in that space of the sidewalk.
Like we were the only two that mattered in that brief moment between the hustle and bustle of the city around us.
The only two in color.
Me as red.
And him as blue.
Until…
"Oi! Akabane! You gonna come back and respectively pay for that coffee and newspaper you dropped?"
I turned to find the store manager's grimy face right in mine.
I blinked twice.
Then pulled the exact change out from pocket and tossed it at him.
"You really came all this way just for this? You should know me by now Ren, I know how much up charge you have on that black sludge you call coffee. Don't forget who you're talking to," I sneered back before I turned back to finally respond to...
But the bluenette was gone, just as quickly as he came that morning.
Abruptly interrupting my surroundings, my boring routine,
And my life.
After that bizarre morning, I tried to forget him.
Forget his damned beautiful blue eyes,
His damned innocent face,
And that damned perky ass.
Sigh.
Just like I had to years ago.
I knew I had probably scared him off, with practically stalking him and then running right into him.
But I needed to know.
And when I have my mind set on something, I am an impatient brat and need to know right away.
Whatever.
Perhaps, that would be the last of him.
Maybe it was just a coincidence walking into him.
Or so I thought.
