Disclaimer: I own nothing so far except for Malcolm, Arai,(his girl-friend), and this story! Wow, I feel accomplished! XD Anyways here's a little lingo key in case, Bakka: Idiot Odosay: Shut up Hi: Fire Hikari: Light Bakkachi: Stupid Chiuaua, or however it's spelled lolz, kay well here you go! :P
Previously:
The only sound was m I-pod's speakers playing 'Open your eyes -By: Snow Patrol'
Axel's POV
"Namine, I,"
She stared up at me with those big-innocent-blue-eyes.
"I," I was at a loss for my words.
"Yeah?" She asked softly.
"I think,"
"Yeah?" She asked, motioning for me to go on.
Her small smile was probably the cutest thing I ever did see.
Like there's no way to describe her, she's beautiful, incredible even, but at the same time she's timid, cute, and just plain adorable without even realizing it.
She looked kind of excited and nervous now even.
"I think this song just made it's way onto my top-ten list."
She still smiled, but it faltered a bit, something in her eyes told me that she had just been destroyed.
But,… why was that?
Her bangs went back in her eyes and she stopped me when I went to move them.
She did it herself.
"No touchy." She said playfully.
"Poke." I poked her in the tummy area.
She giggled.
"Oh so someone's ticklish I see." I said with a smirk, a mischievous glint in my green eyes.
She shook her head, blond bangs and pig-tales flailing everywhere, "Nu-uh!"
"Dirty lies!" I said, playfully poking her belly again.
Not that she had one, she was probably as big as a minute.
The song 'I'd come for you -by: Nickelback' began to play.
She laughed, again and again as many times as I would poke and tickle her small-pale-body.
Her arms were wrapped around my slim neck, nails digging into my navy school blazer.
"Please, please, stop!" She said between laughs, face red.
"Say my name." I told her, it sounds like the best thing in the world when she says it.
"Never!" She laughed, finger running through my spiky-red-mane.
Or man-mane, as I liked to call it.
"Say it!" I told her, my hands running faster.
"Axel!" She yelled out laughing.
I smirked in triumph, stopping and pulling my hands down to lock her arms.
She closed her eyes and began to breathe heavily, gasping even.
She kept her eyes closed as she gripped my hair tightly in her grasp.
It hurt a little, but it was the good kind of pain.
The kind you would endure forever if you had to, to keep you in that position.
My eyes flickered from her to something beside her head on the pillow.
A picture that looked from years ago.
How could I tell?, Well Namine was in he picture and she looked like she was ten at the most.
Her eyes opened and she followed my gaze.
"That's my brother, Malcolm." She said.
She sounded like a little kid again.
I gave her a questioning look, as she averted her gaze towards the door.
"He's dead."
That's something I never would've expected.
"But, I know I'll see him again someday."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"I'm sorry." I said. She removed her hands from my hair, but kept them locked with mine.
"Not your fault, it happens to everyone eventually." She whispered.
"But still." I replied.
"But still my ass, stop being all depressing!" She said, faking a smile.
I didn't know why, but ever since I met her I could tell when she faked.
We sat there in silence for a moment.
She kissed my cheek.
I blushed.
"It's getting late, you should get going before it gets to dark out." She whispered.
I nodded, but not before grabbing a red sharpie and signing her cast.
I was just about to jump from he window, (Her room is only a couple feet from the ground, plus there's a tree I'm going to climb down cause I'm badass like that.) She called to me.
"Hey Axel,"
"Yeah?"
She was silent for a moment.
"I really like you."
And those were the last words I heard before I climbed out as her sister walked in. she shut the window, and the curtains, leaving me alone in the oak.
She was so close, yet so far away.
I shook my head with a smile and sat there for the Good Lord knows how long.