Disclaimer: NO.6 isn't mine.
6. The Beginning of
Nezumi had gotten inside the compound of the white-haired boy's house, and now he was waiting. For what, he didn't know.
It was raining, just like that day six years ago.
Heh, he snorted quietly, is this a sign that I'm doing the right thing?
Now he didn't know what to do. Should he knock on the front door? Should he climb up the balcony and wait outside the window, and let the other boy decide if he wanted him back, allowing him to choose to open or keep his window closed?
He scowled, not liking the idea of giving him a choice—because he didn't want him to choose, dammit, he wanted him to come out and accept him like he had done on that first meeting! But then again, he had let him go two years ago, and why would he let me go if he did want me?
That thought almost urged him to stomp to the front door and bang on it, demanding the reason why. But he didn't, and resorted to the other alternative: brood under the pouring rain, contemplating to just leave.
At that very moment, though, he could hear a faint sound of the window upstairs sliding open, and someone stepping onto the balcony. And sure enough, he saw the shock of thick, snowy hair peeking above the railings against the murky sky, its shine looking duller than it usually had been under the bright sunlight of the West District—it's him.
And the grey-eyed boy hated to say that his heart rate had sped up that very instant.
He wasn't surprised when he heard a loud yell from above, one not dissimilar to what his ears remembered from six years ago. It felt like it was calling him, a lonely and rebellious cry, which sort of mirrored his own feelings, too.
He shut his eyes and snorted—no, almost laughed—when he realized how similar this very situation was to the one six years ago. Him, standing under the rain, waiting for a miracle to save his life; him, letting out a clamorous roar, as if struggling to break free from an invisible cage forcing him down.
What happened after, however, was totally inconsistent to what had happened six years earlier.
He didn't realise if he had snorted that loudly even against the sound of the downpour—it must had been, considering the reaction it earned—and barely three seconds later, he was staring at not just the shock of white hair, but Shion, plunging towards the ground without any safety gears right out of the balcony.
It's freaking five metres!
"What th—" He didn't think; he just shot over to where that stupid idiot would be landing, which as it turned out—was him.
He felt air swooshing out of his lungs with an 'ooof!' and at the same time, pain on his torso, as well as something choking his neck.
But out of all, he could feel warmth. Warmth of a human being, blanketing him from the coldness of the storm.
He tried to say something, anything: how painful his back slammed onto the wet ground behind him; how he feet had slipped when he caught the other boy which resulted in their currently lying on the muddy earth instead of vertically standing on it; how dangerous—and idiotic—jumping from the balcony on the second floor was; and how he had thought that this stupid idiot had been a genius, but maybe he wasn't, after all, for doing said reckless action.
But nothing was said out loud. He couldn't—the arms locked around his neck, the head buried on the crook of his left shoulder, the body on his, shaking from he wasn't sure what, the other boy's entire figure that didn't seem to want to let him go—his mouth was entirely clamped shut.
A/N: Have you guys ever read Maximum Ride by James Patterson? Whenever I read this fic, I remind myself of that book, because of the way I end each chapter. Do I annoy some people? Hahaha I'm sorry if I do!
Next chapter, okay? I've been waiting for it, too, but tbh I'm not sure how I should write it out! I have several versions in my head, but I've yet to settle with one… Like, I can't choose one out of the many ways they'll reunite, what they'll say to each other, etc etc. Anyway, please look forward to it! I hope I'll do a passable job haha in the mean time, reviews please? And thank you so much for reading! :D
0312 iluvafjk