Thank you the Poet's Raven for your suggestion; as a thanks I've done my best to put it into this chapter. It helps me put off the end of the plot, because if I don't get idea's, this story will close rapidly enough XD But I can say confidently enough that you will all enjoy the ending to some extent.
And to TheRoxelShow, yes, -Man is DA BOMB! =DI also have Lala's lullaby on my Ipod, listen to it every morning so much that I'm now learning Latin XD And the Musician's Score, I also have it =3 It's hard to find but oh so worth it. And another Ebil fan! Yay!
Thank you Moe10 and Poseidon's-Princess for your comments. It makes me very happy that you all enjoy my story this much (seriously when I got on to make this chapter, I was surprised at the load of new comments XD)
And for il2swim57, I'll try to take your advice as best as I can! I will try my best to make the chapters longer, but for some reason it's harder in this story, maybe because I have so many idea's, therefore I tend to rush it. And good job guessing correctly about the maid! Oh, and if I were to tell you what would happen, it wouldn't be a surprise now, would it? =) But let me tell you, you're on the right track...
Ahah, I wonder who can guess the ending!
Give me suggestions if you want me to add something to the story, or if you want a one-shot/short story about a certain subject. I'm open to anything!
Now enough of my blabbing! Enjoy the chapter!
Paper Moon
Chapter Eight
Sunlight Burns
Sora
"Will you come on?" I ask in exasperation, pulling on his wrist the following day after our Library entrapment. He's stubbornly resisting, which I then challenge. It's a never-ending elastic effect.
"Tell me where you're trying to kidnap me, for the millionth time." Sighing he finally allows me to drag him down into the town, mashing the hat over his head down a little tighter, ignoring the few looks we get from clerks who are certain we are up to no good on a summer day.
"You'll like it! I really enjoy going there to think and talk to the few friends I have."
"Okay, now I'm scared." He sighs again as I tow him down a busy district. The lunch rush files about, families and friends alike arguing about lunch choices, what they have already eaten and if it was worth the price.
"Don't be so meloverdramatic." I snort, pulling him into the parking lot of a restaurant and slowing down a little. He looks at the building and raises an eyebrow at it. I simply change my grip from his wrist to his hand, smiling at me. "You'll like it. It's an all-you-can-eat."
I'm pretty sure he'd start to drool if he could. He can eat so much and weigh so little.
"Have I told you that I love you?" He says with a grin, a gourmet-type look in his eyes. I laugh a little.
"Not really. I've only known you a week, after all, but I seem to have your character pinned down." I look to the building as I open the door, letting him step in first. The hostess is making her way back to the front door when I close it behind me.
"Ah, Sora! It's good to see you! You have a friend with you today?" She gestures to Roxas, who looks at her warily. He subconsciously grips my hand tighter, taking a small and subtle step closer.
"Yeah. He's a little shy, though. His name's Roxas." I look at him. "Don't worry about it. Roxas, this is Mary Anne, she doesn't bite."
He relaxes a little.
"Nice to meet you. A friend of Sora's is a friend of mine." She smiles. "Your usual table?"
"Sure!" I bring him along and let the waiting hostess nearby tend to the family that was waiting behind us. The smells of cooking meat, fish and vegetables fill the room, wafting around us and making Roxas take a small inquisitive sniff.
"Shall you have anything to drink?" Mary Anne asks as she puts down the drink menu on our places. Roxas sits down across for me - a small little table for two, right beside a window that gives a view of the fields behind the restaurant. This area is mostly reserved for people with status, however. It has lamps that cast a gentle glow and candles on the tables that are lit when you sit that give an extra light while you eat.
"We'll both take a vanilla milkshake." I tell her, and she nods, going back the way she came. Roxas looks around him in slight awe. "You'll like it, I promise."
"I'm sure I will." He smiles warmly. "I'm with you, aren't I?" The statement makes me smile in return. "But why'd you bring me here?"
"Isn't it obvious by now?" I say as Mary Anne comes back with two vanilla milkshakes, sets them down onto the table, gives us a menu, and walks off. I open mine absentmindedly. "I've brought you here for a date. It's nice to get away from that godforsaken house every once in a while, even if my father hates it."
"It makes me wonder..." He starts as he looks through the list of unfamiliar foods. I look up to see a slight coloration to his cheeks. "Where were you going when you saw me?"
"I was actually just passing through because I was bored and because I like the calmness of that area. But it always put me on edge, too, that particular calmness." I shrug as I put the menu down.
"Did you pass by often?" He asks. "And I have no idea what's in this thing, plus the numbers look huge and scary. Are you sure...?"
"Of course I am." I smile. "Try the sushi." He nods and puts his own menu down. "And I passed by nearly once a week. My father used to call about once a week, but he's stopped now, and whenever he would call I'd be angry, so I'd go out for a walk."
"I'm sorry." He takes a tentative sip of the milkshake, and his eyes widen at the taste. (A.N.: OMG Milkshake DOES NOT go with Sushi! I shall have to fix that!XD)
"It's not your fault." I nod to Mary Anne as she come over, notepad in hand.
"Are you boys ready to order?" She asks. I nod.
"We'll both take the Sushi course." She writes it down, taking the menu's back.
"Would you like the green tea as a drink to accompany that?" She asks. I nod, and she quickly writes it down. "I'll be right back with that." But first she leans in and whispers into my ear.
"I heard you're on a date with him, no?" I laugh and nod, not at all shy to say it. "He's a good one for you, Sora." Smiling she walks back along the lush carpet. I stretch my arms out a little.
"What'd she say?" He asks, a little curious. He leans forward a little.
"She basically commented you." I smile at him, making him raise an eyebrow. "Aw c'mon, don't you believe me?" I pout.
"Of course I believe you." He smiles. "It's just a lot to swallow... I've never realy been treated in any manner close to this." He scratches the back of his head in thought.
(A.N.: BOOM! Insta-cook! How I'd love having that in Canada XD)
"It's not your fault." I smile as Mary Anne comes back with traditional Japanese plates with ten rows of stacks of two pieces of sushi on it on her tray, with two small green cylinders filled with steamy liquid, and a matching green pot of tea.
"Enjoy your meal." She says as she gives us the plates, putting the chopsticks onto our placemats and walking back the way she'd come.
"Care to explain a little?" He asks, gesturing to everything in general. Smiling I hold up the pieces of smooth wood in my hand and show him how to hold them.
"You hold them like this and grab the sides of the sushi with them. You have to put the whole thing in your mouth in one go." I demonstrate, making him laugh a little. Needless to say he tries it.
"Thank you." He smiles.
~~(^W^)~~
The sun beats onto our bare arms as we walk down the sidewalk, basically just smiling and laughing. He's holding some flower he saw on our way back, a white rose, and he holds it to his nose every few minutes to smell it.
"I keep thinking that I'm dreaming. Is that normal?" He asks, looking at me. I smile at him and hold his left hand, which is not holding onto the rose.
"I'm not sure." I laugh as we turn a corner. "But can we not wake up?" I ask. The sky slowly tinges itself pink, staining the sky with a gentle grace that would leave one breathless.
"Fine by me." He looks to the sky. "Thanks... for today. I had a great time."
We stop just by the gate leading into my yard. Swinging our hands that are entertwined between us, he lets the rose fall onto the ground.
"Don't mention it. I think it did us some good, going out a little like that." He leans his back onto the marble post that holds the left gate, and I stand in front of him, smiling gently.
"Yeah... but you don't have to pay that much for me. I'm really well enough happy like this."
I shake my head.
"Silly. I wanted to." I smile at him. In response to that he slowly lessens the distance between ourselves, mouth gently pressing onto mine. I lean into the contact, hoping for those extra seconds.
Look, don't blame me. If you would have kissed Roxas, you'd do the same. He probably doesn't know it, but with the hesitance he has, it makes it sweet, almost everlasting. You can feel it for hours later.
"Hey, you know I meant it, right?" He asks, just barely an inch away, every word brushing against my lips and sending tiny pinpricks of electricity coursing through me.
"Meant what?" I ask, opening my eyes a bit to see his so close to mine.
"What I said earlier." He smiles briefly. "When I said I love you."
"I figured." Slowly I put my arms on his shoulder, hands linked limply behind his head. "It's not something you just throw out there."
"I guess." I can see he's about to lessen the distance again, so before he does that, I say something.
"Which is why I can say I love you too." I say just as the distance turns from zero to none. And again it's forever sweet and gentle, which is what I like the most about him. No urgency. I've heard that some people are, and really, it doesn't sound like fun.
I pull back gently, forehead leaning onto his and nose brushing his slightly. His hands are on my back, soft and ghost-like.
"May will get worried soon. Plus I think Karyn (A.N.: The cooks name, and also the name (edited) of a childhood friend of mine) would be sad if you weren't there for her supper." He laughs, and hesitantly I can feel his hands fall from my back. I unclasp my hands from behind him, taking one sweet, final kiss from him before I pull back and smile.
I step back and lead the way down the gated yard.
"Hey Sora?" He asks, running to catch up with me. I slow down a little.
"Yeah?" I ask, looking over my shoulder as he runs up and walks beside me.
"Is it normal that my arms a little red?" He shows me his right arm, of which I take gingerly, making him wince. "It burns a little."
I laugh, letting his arm fall from my grasp.
"You got a sunburn." I tell him as I open the door and hold it for him, closing it gently behind me. "I'll put something on it after dinner to help ease the burning."
"Is it dangerous?" He asks, poking his arm in slight curiosity.
"No, not unless you get into technical terms."
"Which are...?"
"Well, the UV rays of the sun creep into your sink and change the code of your DNA, therefore making you more suceptable to skin cancer." I laugh a little at his horrified expression as I lead him towards the dinning hall. "And when you're pale, it doesn't help. It improves the risks."
"No more sun." He makes a face.
"Don't worry about it." I take his hand to reassure him. "Nothing will happen to you. I promise."
He gives me a smile as we step into the dining hall. He continues on while I stop in my tracks, eyes flying wide at the sight of the person sitting in the chair, gently sipping on soup. The person looks to me, and, Roxas, realizing my distress, pauses and gives the person a wary look, stepping a little closer to me, almost protectively. His hand tightens on mine, as if he's reassurring me.
"Hello, son."
CLIFFHANGER! *Is hanging off a cliff herself* Uuuuhhhh... little help here?
Oh who could it be? There is only two people, and one is dead! Or is she...? *DUN DUN DUN!*
Ahah, I kid. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll post the next one up tomorrow after school or something. I hope this chpter was longer than the others, for I'm not using Word for them at all, since this is my dad's laptop and all, so I can't tell how long it is.
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