Now missing less than four months for examination and Mariam and Ozuma, as was their habit, were seen in the bedroom of the girl to study, but in spite of their short distance between them was divided felt so close and the emotions they felt were the the same who had tried with that kiss in the snow, when everything seemed to be among them soon reborn, and so, gently, between a subject and the other, their eyes looked with the sweetness of love while on their faces at times appeared small smiles in agreement.
Remembered perfectly that kiss Christmas and all that they had felt that day, in particular the light touch of lips and the silence that came after that incident: the silence in the hospital full of unspoken words and other all too used.
They had missed all those moments together, just as he missed their summer, the one where they had learned to know each other and the same where they had learned to understand their feelings at the time were not recognized.
Those moments together and all their talk in the middle of the night were imprinted in their hearts, especially that they had done a few days before school.
Both were on the balcony of the house since, because of the scorching heat, could not sleep, and so found himself in the living room of the house went out on the terrace full of a thousand flowers, and which gave the room a beauty intangible that was amplified by the fragrances that are perceived .
"What do you think of love?" He asked Ozuma watching the brunette who looked at him with a curious look.
"What do I love? I do not know. I'm not a very romantic person. "
That phrase stunned the boy.
He could not understand why the singer spiazzasse it every time, but he was fascinated by his ways, often very quickly, but they contained the sweetness that only she could transmit.
"I've never been in love, or better, than they have ever been seriously".
"I know," he said quietly, but before she could answer, he added: "At school I observed very often, Mariam."
"I figured," she said concealing the embarrassment, and so, together burst into laughter that broke the kinesin saying, with his usual tone seemingly cold: "Let's go inside. I am cold".
Indeed Ozuma Mariam remembered as the typical cheerleader a bit 'queen bee of the film: the girl with a simple glance was moving all of his way, as he had done during Christmas Dance of the fourth year, and just as had happened during quell 'event, and it was also at that time, he had been fascinated by default, which seductively elegant prowled the room, feeling free to show riderless, because she did not need anything, she was a strong girl who does not never showed her pain, was simply her Mariam, the girl a bit 'gruff but gentle, and there were different solutions: just loved her and would do anything for her.
Later in his mind were formed other flashbacks related to their vacation, and that day, when for a challenge, casually began all, a love hidden in the form of friendship.
Many times he found himself watching the golden face and so he learned to study all the movements and all expressions taking its magical green eyes, which were too often sad, and so, once again found himself watching them, now she was happy ... and to know that he was a part of happiness of his girlfriend calmed the spirit.
"I love you" he whispered, continuing to look at her, and that she moved in a great embarrassment that proceeded to hide sbiascicando turning his head and with a hushed tone: "Ditto".
"I need to talk," said the boy, again getting the attention of the cheerleader who looked at him with a curious look.
"My father would like to know you better."
"Perfect," she said in a shocked tone, that he immediately added: "I already know ... more or less."
"I know, but he thinks you're a girl with crickets in my head, but ...".
"Do not say anything, tell me when I can come to you and talk about it." He said the brunette smiling failing to impress the young man who was lost in watching anything.
"Tonight," he said, bowing his head in embarrassment as the father asked the son's girlfriend for several days, and he, for fear of a refusal, for some time put off the time on the day of the confession but Mariam She surprised him again, telling him: "I'll be there."
"Thank you," he whispered, giving her a pinch on the cheek, but she left him stunned and replied: "Do not do it for you."
And so, for a second their eyes met the smiling, and together burst into laughter.
The air that afternoon, and the approach of the summer heat, combined with the rays of the sunset made the playground magic and as usual, Sonja, with her daughter, she had gone to that place, where he knew someone l ' he would wait, that someone with his sometimes brusque ways had opened their hearts.
And so, when she saw him, she could not help but let the hand of Hope, which for several months had learned to walk.
She remembered the first steps of her child, and everything he owed to his Boris.
"Small, listen well to his uncle: hold my hand tightly and slowly walking. I will stand with you. "
Those words seemed to cheer up the little girl who, exuding joy from his blue eyes, took his first steps slowly.
That moment for her was something exceptional, as well as the start of something great.
"All right sister Yuri?" Asked the platinum in a tone of feigned indifference that woke the girl.
"Yup. hello Boris "she said sitting down on a bench pretending a smile and continuously observing the small Hope: the love of his life, who was playing with some children in a sandpit.
But the harsh tone used by the young cheerleader suspicious that with inquisitive eyes watched each other by dropping a heavy embarrassment, that the Red would break saying: "I need to talk."
"I'm listening," said the athlete urging her to continue, but suddenly blue eyes of red s'inondarono tears.
He was afraid.
He feared that dichiarsi and losing the love that for years had decided to ignore because she, in fact, had never loved Kei, and had understood too late.
She had confused love with friendship, and unfortunately had understood too late because he did not want to be dominated by feelings, which for years had denigrated.
She believed that these were bad for humanity, that the feelings make the human being fragile.
But she was wrong and why he was wrong and he knew with his Hope: his hope.
While the signs of that incident were still alive in his heart.
He knew that his thoughts at that moment were not for Hiwatari, but only for his daughter and for his Russian curmudgeon, and so, taken by memories from her rosy lips the words came out of his heart, the kind that never wanted to say : "I love you".
The boy, meanwhile, was left to observe the red haired with a look shocked but happy.
He knew that at that moment he could have her and tell her that for him was the same.
He was afraid to make some nonsense, then he instinctively: he kissed her slowly at first and then deepen with touch gently and with all the love he felt for her and for all the anger he had never done.
"Mamy, uncle ... who tate facento? "She said the little girl carrying her head first right and then left and dreamy expression that he burst out laughing the two which was immediately raised by the mother who held her tightly.
"Nothing sweetheart, your mother just wants so well All'Orsetto Bobo" whispered the redhead smiling at her new love.
Now they were certain: they were two souls who were always destined to be together.
By now there was less than half an hour to dinner and Mariam was pretty worried.
He had never felt like that, although he knew the family of her boyfriend with whom King was establishing a deeper relationship, but full of conflicts, of which she was the most responsible because she was tired of always being praised all over and being defined as the "perfect girl".
Furthermore, to make matters worse had to create a choreography for his regional team and a song for the wedding of her and what made her tired and nervous since her friends at the time were unwilling to listen or help being all taken from their problems.
Especially Hilary and Eveline, but she is having closed in a silence almost selective for her had become almost impossible to help them, and for this reason he hated all those synonyms that too often were linked to his name.
And so, with my heart in her throat, she took her car, and with a clear mind just came from herin-laws.