The Young Olive Tree
Chapter Six: The Olive Tree's Recovery
Everyday, Len would be there for Oliver as he slept. He would never, ever let him go. He would never let go of his hand. Never. Every night, he practically slept with him, holding him close and listening to the younger boy's heartbeat and breathing, taking in his sweet scent of Olive Tree, sweet tea, and vanilla.
After a week, Oliver was still asleep. He couldn't eat or drink anything, causing him to lose more and more weight. The young Olive Tree was growing thinner and thinner. Len could tell by the way his clothes were growing bigger on him.
It feels so warm. Something is there, holding my hand all the time. Will I see what's there? I have to open my eyes. Now is the time. Let me wake from this nightmare.
"He still hasn't woken up." Kaito said, and all of them were beginning to lose hope in the young Olive Tree's recovery. Len began to cry again. He refused to give up on his lover. Even if Oliver didn't love him back, he refused to let him go. Len at least wanted to see a movement, anything to know his love was still there.
"Len! Look!" Rin exclaimed, pointing to the young boy's eye. He glanced up in time to see Oliver's bright amber eye flutter open. The young boy looked at Len and smiled.
"You were the one holding my hand for so long." He said in a cute but whispery voice. His voice was exactly the same as before, he just needed time to gain it back.
"Yes! I was so worried about you, I never wanted to leave you." The blonde haired boy cried, hugging his boyfriend tight. Oliver hugged back, and tears of pure happiness and joy poured from his eyes.
"I missed you too, Len. I was dreaming of you as well." He murmured, looking at his friend…no, lover.
"Um…L-Len? Can I tell you something?" The young Olive Tree asked.
"Yes, go ahead." The older Banana Tree nodded.
"I-I-I l-lo-"
Before he could finish his statement, Len crashed his lips onto Oliver's. The kiss lasted for about a minute, and they broke it to breath.
"That's so cute!" All the girls were squealing over all the adorableness. Len looked back at Oliver, and he was blushing deeply.
"Why are you blushing? It's nothing to be embarrassed about." He smiled, pecking Oliver's lips again. The younger boy grinned and hugged his older lover.
"I love you."
"I love you more."
"I love you more than anything."
"I love you more than anything the world could offer me, Oliver."
"I-I can't beat that!"
