"I remember you" She said to him one day.
Yuri wasn't sure what she was getting at with this, he had just thought her how to avoid getting stung by bees when handling flowers during the pollen season, and then she had gotten this weird look on her eyes…. As if she had stared at him as if she had not seen him in quite a while.
"…Back when we were little." She started. "I remember seeing how every day you got to duel anyone you wanted and how the Pro- Leo Akaba favored you on top of the other students and he let you do as you wanted… and I was envious of that."
Envious? Of him? Yuri had heard that before, lots of times actually, it had been the main fuel of people challenging him nonstop, before it turned into fear that is, and it had been his main fuel to drag his duel with the Principal back then.
Envy was an ugly, insidious and addicting feeling – It felt so good to blame others for your misfortune – but somehow and the way she talked about it wasn't envy…
She longed for freedom, the same way he longed for company, belonging.
"I remember you too…" He found himself saying feeling a little out of breath, his eyes caught the sight of small blue flowers next to her, and rather than clash with her hair they complemented it.
Forget-me-nots, remembrance… love.
"Would it had been different? Had Leo not intervened?" She asked more to herself than to him. "Would we have-"
"Found each other?" He said, his heart hammering on his chest when Serena took a hold of his face looking at him with the same determination that had always intrigued him about her – because it was a feeling foreign to him, it implied to know what you wanted – and Yuri knew that moment that there was no way he would be able to let go of her now, out of the question.
They shared their first kiss that day.
None of them talked more that night, nor the next about it… no, there weren't more kisses either, no, it wouldn't be much later when they allowed themselves to repeat it.
And they never stopped afterwards.
