Chapter 4: An Angel's Thoughts
"What was that about?" Pit asked once we got to our room.
I didn't respond. I didn't know how to respond. The more I thought about what had happened, the more I realized that if Mega Man said what he almost did about anyone else, they would have just laughed it off. So, why was I so cautious about it?
"Dark Pit…?" Pit asked unsurely, "What was Mega Man going to say?"
I clenched my fists and winced. What would he say?
I sighed and loosened my grip.
"He was… he was going to say that…" I felt my face grow hot, "That I liked you. Like, more than... just liked you…" I couldn't figure out how to say it.
"Oh." Pit said quietly. He stared down at his hands in his lap.
"Well… do you?" He asked in a shy, quiet voice.
I stood up and said quickly, "No! Why would I-? I mean, sure, I like you, but not like… not like that." I gave a nervous laugh
Pit continued to stare at his hands, wringing his fingers silently. His posture was slumped and depressed, with his brown hair hanging in front of his eyes. It was strange to see the normally upbeat angel so…
Beaten.
"Good." He muttered. He looked up at me with a weak and all too obviously forced smile. His eyes looked foggy and distant.
"I'm going to go check on Mega Man. Tell him that he can room with someone else if he wants to." Pit stood up and walked towards the door.
The bright room had lost its cheerful glow and looked simply depressing. I went over to my bed and sat on the end, my mind rushing with too many thoughts to handle. There was one that stood out, though.
What's going on with Pit?
He seemed extremely depressed, almost disappointed. I was beginning to regret what I said. It was blatantly obvious, now.
He liked me.
And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I felt the same.
I couldn't believe it. I had known Pit for years, and only then did I notice. I almost ran out the door, bolting towards where they took Mega Man.
I had to find Pit.