Burning Memory
Chapter 4
Confrontation
I grabbed my clothes for the day and marched into the bathroom for a shower. I quickly changed into my uniform and grabbed a fast breakfast before heading out for school with my bag at my hip. Mother and father were already gone for work and school would start in only 15 minutes, making me run so I wouldn't be late again for Mrs. Shizuko's class.
The bell rang as soon as I got into my seat, making everyone stop talking and pull out their books. Dark was in his seat, not even looking at me, but concentrating on the front board as Mrs. Shizuko wrote down mathematical equations.
Was he ignoring me? I tried to focus on my work but my thought kept straying to the purple-haired teen. Why was he ignoring me? Is it because he doesn't even like me? No, that can't be it. Why else would he kiss me? Unless… he was put up to it. No! Stop thinking like that Daisuke, besides, why would you care?
But I did care, I cared a lot.
The bell rang, jumping me out of my thoughts. I grabbed all of my books and walked to my locker, switching materials for my next class.
Dark was in my next class…
I arrived to Mr. Ejibu's class and looked around. Most of the students were standing and talking with their friends or neighbors. Except for one. There he was, sitting in the seat next to mine. He was scribbling something down on a piece of paper. Notes?
I walked closer and sat down in my seat, taking a quick peek at Dark's paper. He was still scribbling something down but it wasn't a note, that's for sure. They seemed to be doodles scattered all over the page. Some were of wings, shaded in to look dark, while the others looked like small bunny-like creatures with big eyes.
Mr. Ejibu walked into class late and started another one of his famous stories about his uncle becoming rich off old bonds he found in his attic and never seeing him again. The story went on for 20 minute, giving me enough time to think. I knew I needed to talk to Dark about yesterday, whether I wanted to or not.
During the last five minutes of class I quickly tore out a piece of paper from my note book and scribbled down, 'Meet me by the Sakura tree at lunch,' and slipped it to Dark as the ending bell rang. I quickly ran out of the classroom and headed for my locker to get my books for my next class. Both Dark and I had second lunch so it would be awhile before we could talk.
Class droned on and on, making lunch come by at a very slow rate. I bolted out of the classroom as soon as the second lunch bell rang loud. I stashed all of my books into my locker and slowly walked into the food court, my homemade bento in my hands.
Now that I think about it, this wasn't such a great idea. What was I supposed to say anyway? "Sorry I freaked out?" How about, "Why did you kiss me?" for starters? I can't do that, that's like asking "Hey why are you fat?" to a pregnant lady. It's an unwritten rule that you can't just point out the obvious, no matter how curious or strange it was.
But it wasn't strange, it was wonderful. I shook that thought out of my head. Get a hold of yourself Daisuke! I know it hurts, but you can't let that happen again, for your sake and his.
But, what is the chance that will happen again?
Very slim to none. But I was always a one in a million, whether good or bad.
I finally reached the Sakura tree before noticing that Dark wasn't there. Maybe he doesn't want to talk to me.
Don't be silly, he probably isn't here yet.
I took a seat at the base of the tree and opened my bento. Mother hired a chef to cook all of our meals. The chef would always make my food with funky patterns and designs. The chef knew my pain. I always talked to her about everything.
Maybe she'll know what to do about this whole Dark thing. If anyone would know it would be her.
I smiled at the white rice balls with faces on them. She would always make four of them; three smiling while the last one had a pained, animated face that looked like it was screaming in pain when you bit into it. It would always make me laugh. Today was no different. I grabbed the screaming rice ball in my hand and took a bite out of the top, raspberry jelly oozed out, making me laugh at how it looked like the rice person was missing a chunk of its head.
I heard a slight chuckle come from behind me as I was laughing. I looked over my shoulder and was surprised to see Dark leaning against the tree with a school lunch in his hand. My laughter stopped along with my breath. My heart skipped a beat as I stared into Dark's amethyst eyes. Those eyes could stop a raging bull just by glaring at it.
I was finally able to breathe when Dark looked away and took a seat next to me at the base of the tree. I looked down at my lunch, not really seeing it. Dark was silent as he sat next to me. It was awhile before I gathered my bearings and finally muttered a hushed, "Hello."
"Hey," he answered back just as low. I was thinking about what I was going to say next but he beat me to it. "Sorry about yesterday and how the day ended. I was just a little scared."
"Scared?" I asked, completely shocked. "Why would you be scared?"
"Because you didn't seem interested…" Dark said, looking down at his school lunch with a sad expression.
"What?"
Dark looked at me with a sad look in his eyes, "You didn't seem interested… in me." Dark looked down again, trying to avoid looking me in the eyes.
I was shocked, to say the least. He was afraid… that I wouldn't be interested… in him? "But I am interested," I answered back.
"But not in the way I am," Dark said harshly, looking at me again. This time he stared me in the eye, not looking away from me. "I like you… a lot. But not in the way you like me. I love you, since the first time I laid my eyes on you I've been attracted to you. I know it's only been a short time of knowing each other but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't risk being just a friend to you. That's why I kissed you, because I wanted to get a chance, even if it was only just one."
I stared at Dark for a long time, He liked- no, loved me. And I loved him. So what was stopping us?
Me…
Dark took my silence the wrong way and started to get up. "I understand, I figured you were going to hate me for it-" Dark was cut off as I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down, locking our lips together.
Because we were behind the Sakura tree none of the students could see us kissing. Dark's eyes were wide in shock as I pulled away from him, still leaning close as our labored breaths lingered in the air.
Dark was the first to get his breath back, "But I thought you were straight?"
"I was," I said with a smirk on my face. "Guess you're too hot for your own good."
"So you…?"
"Yes," I said with pride. "I love you too."
Re-edited 1/3/2013 by Mrsgaarayaoilover1995