The Simplicity of Love
Written by Aeyta
Note-Ok. enjoy, i guess a sorato. not to sure. sort of angsty ya know. maybe there will be a part two. dont know yet.
Sora-17 Matt-17
I smiled as I watched him talking to that girl. She had long chocolate, brown hair that was tied up in a perfect ponytail. High, with not a single strand of hair sticking out. A nice perfect smile with white teeth and perfectly cheerful brown orbs, tanned skin. I could see why he liked her.
I twitched inside of me, but let that smile I always kept up stay up. As I watched her--and him talk to her, a smile grew on my face. A bit wider here and then. I turned my head, and walked away from them. I was happy for him, he loved her. If there was such a thing as love, I don't know if there is. I completely forgot.
I walked, wondering about the last time I caught Matt talking to her--to Miss Perfection Mimi. He deserved a girl like her, right? I knew he did, she was perfect, and even if she wasn't. It wouldn't matter, because he loved her.
I bumped into somebody, and the image of them inside my mind broke. I didn't look up, "Sorry," I said quickly. I walked away, sidestepping away from the person I bumped into when I realized that he held my arm.
Yes he. I looked up, and a blush rose to my cheeks. I wondered how I looked. "Matt..." my voice trailed off as I looked down. I laughed internally, when finally after a while of the stillness between us two, I couldn't surpress the urge to laugh.
I laughed, and he just stared at me. Perhaps, confusion? "Sora?" he asked, worried? I didn't know. I didn't really care at the moment.
"Yes?" I asked . "Are you ok?" he asked again. Worry? Matt Ishida worried about me? I accidentally giggled at the thought, how perfect it would be! Matt the all -too-famous rock star who goes out with the all-too-famous head cheerleader Mimi -- suddenly switching to the infamous, quieter, gentler, mellower, red-headed, red-eyed Sora! How ridiculous that would be!
I started laugh, a bit bitterly I suppose... I guess I did change over the last six years. Well, you know, after liking a guy for so long when he hardly knows you exists -- it kind of changes the way you act. That's how it was between Matt and I, I don't know why, but after we returned to Earth, every knot in our friendship became loose.
Yes, I guess you could still call us friends but we hardly ever hanged out with each other and we were all in different groups. What was even worse was the fact we all drifted even farther away once we had entered high school.
I suddenly noticed him looking at me intently, all my laughter died at the very moment.
Matt fixed his clear blue eyes on me, I felt like he was examining me or something and I quickly averted my eyes to the side, feeling my face grow hot and warm.
"You're eyes are very pretty," he finally said. I managed a weak smile, "And so are yours." He smiled, "Let's go on a walk," I nodded my head unsurely and uneasily. A walk, with me? Why? The most any of us ever did was say 'hi' and 'bye'.
"I've been noticing, you've gotten really pretty over the years. I always thought you were pretty, but you've gotten very pretty," Matt started, I blushed, I felt so flattered. No one had ever said anything to the likes of that to me, except my mother who said that perhaps once a year on my birthday.
"I don't think I've been getting too pretty, I don't feel too pretty," I replied, the words dancing on my tongue gently before lifting off and soaring into the air to be heard. He smiled, I glanced quickly to his face and saw the firm smile and clear eyes looking towards the sunlight.
"Have you considered trying out for the play?" Matt asked me, my heart jumped. Matt was trying for the lead, I dared to wonder if he was asking me to be the lead girl but pushed the thought away into the back of my mind since I knew it was not possible. Because of her, Mimi.
"No," I said. "Really? You'd play the perfect sister of the person I'm trying out for, she's supposed to be really pretty, gentle, nice, kind, wise, and very caring." Anger soared into me so fast, so much anger. I don't think I have felt any angrier than now.
I stopped walking and I yelled, which might have been to far, but yes, I yelled. "Is that all I am!?" Matt looked at me, confused emotions splattered over his wonderful golden face. "Well is it!?" I yelled again, louder. "Kind, gentle, nice, caring, pretty!?" The words came out like venom and looked as if it stung him, he looked hurt and I was hurt and I automatically regretted what I said and did.
I turned from away from him and proceeded to walk my way away from him, far, far away. I didn't know what to think then, all the mixed emotions stirred in me. Finally his voice had broke the train of thoughts circulating in my head.
"Sora," I turned to him, seeing him look at me and then the floor, then back to me. "Why... are... you so... mad?" he asked. I looked at him, unable to speak, and started to cry. I just burst into tears and I felt so angry at myself, why couldn't I stop myself? I was just sobbing and he held me in his arms.
I felt as if I would treasure that moment forever and ever and ever. So perfect and wonderful, being in his arms even though he was only trying to comfort a crying friend.
Still. For the first time in my life, I felt it. Peace. Real peace, just calm, soothing waters washing over me gently. It was the first time I was ever in that eternal bliss, though it was just for a little while. I felt the happiness, the peace for a while.
Then I released it, I knew I couldn't keep it any longer. I looked up at him, his comforting smile and beautiful blue eyes. I pushed him away from me and managed to smile, though my peace and happiness was now all gone. "I'm fine."
He looked at me and smiled, "I'll walk you home." My heart skipped a beat and my face was probably illuminated with undetermining happiness. "Please, I don't need a bodyguard watching over me at all times," I said sarcastically.
A smile was growing on his wonderful face, "But if you insist..." I took his arm and hooked it around mine as we walked to my house together. We laughed and joked, and said our goodbyes as I was home. I rushed up to my room, lied down on my bed, and felt the calming peace all over again.
-o-
For the last month, ever since that day he asked me to perform in the play, he walked me home. I don't know what to think really, this hasn't happened to me before. I guess though, these have been some of the happiest days of my life.
Sometimes, we walk with many jokes and other times we talk about life. The worst times are when we are both quiet, having nothing to say. And at first it was always the jokes and life, but lately it was just sheer quietness and I was afraid to say anything--fearing I might break a train of thoughts in his mind.
Also, my emotions have been very disorientated lately, strange, confusing, and unfamiliar to me. I want him so bad, I love him so much, but then I'm so afraid and I don't want him. I'm afraid of everything about that, I'm so confused of what I do think of him.
He's so wonderful and kind to walk with me, but why?
I also wonder, how long this will last. In my heart and hope, forever; in reality, a phase that will pass over.
-o-
Today is a fine day, nice and sunny, bright and pretty. It's strange isn't it? Today Matt is walking with me again, and it's so nice today that Matt persuaded me to sing along with him. I find it funny, me singing along with a singer? My singing is horrible but he kept on insisting me too accompany him.
Today we also decided to stop by the park, and we sat on the bench, watching the little kids play happily. I smiled to myself and suddenly felt Matt's hand on mine. I turned to him, my heart beating faster and harder each moment.
"Sora..." He looked strangely serious. "Yes?" I asked finally. "You know, I've been thinking..." he paused, brushing the hair out of his eyes. "We've been walking a lot together, and... I was wondering if you'd like to go out?" I saw the hesitation in his eyes before he asked me.
My heart froze, and I didn't know what to say.
"I have to go," was all I managed. I got up and started walking away, thinking how stupid I was to go ahead and break our friendship like that. At that moment though, in an ironic way it started to rain. I froze where I was, noticing all the kids had left and just us two were left. Left in dripping clothes and wet, tangled hair.
I heard him laugh. "Well you love me, don't you?" I turned around to see a goofy smile on his face. "Yes." I replied. "Yes I do." "Do you want to go out with me?" he asked. "No, yes, I don't know!" I yelled. "You don't have to, I'll wait for you," he said.
"But you do love me?" he asked. "Yes!" I yelled in the air, rain drowning out our voices in a few seconds. "Well then, I could give you this," Matt put his hands on shoulders and kissed me on the lips. I didn't know what to think then.
I felt so wonderful and I felt so happy, so peaceful even though there was rain surrounding all of us. He took his lips off mine and looked at me in the eyes, his eyes dancing and laughing at me.
"...Matt?" I asked. "Hmm?" he replied. "I'll walk you home. But you'll still have to wait."
He started to laugh at me and I smiled as I wrapped his hand around mine and walked in the rain with him. So strange isn't it? How this girl here won the heart of one of the most perfect guys there.
Still, I'm happy. I guess, that's just the simplicity of love.
Written by Aeyta
Note-Ok. enjoy, i guess a sorato. not to sure. sort of angsty ya know. maybe there will be a part two. dont know yet.
Sora-17 Matt-17
I smiled as I watched him talking to that girl. She had long chocolate, brown hair that was tied up in a perfect ponytail. High, with not a single strand of hair sticking out. A nice perfect smile with white teeth and perfectly cheerful brown orbs, tanned skin. I could see why he liked her.
I twitched inside of me, but let that smile I always kept up stay up. As I watched her--and him talk to her, a smile grew on my face. A bit wider here and then. I turned my head, and walked away from them. I was happy for him, he loved her. If there was such a thing as love, I don't know if there is. I completely forgot.
I walked, wondering about the last time I caught Matt talking to her--to Miss Perfection Mimi. He deserved a girl like her, right? I knew he did, she was perfect, and even if she wasn't. It wouldn't matter, because he loved her.
I bumped into somebody, and the image of them inside my mind broke. I didn't look up, "Sorry," I said quickly. I walked away, sidestepping away from the person I bumped into when I realized that he held my arm.
Yes he. I looked up, and a blush rose to my cheeks. I wondered how I looked. "Matt..." my voice trailed off as I looked down. I laughed internally, when finally after a while of the stillness between us two, I couldn't surpress the urge to laugh.
I laughed, and he just stared at me. Perhaps, confusion? "Sora?" he asked, worried? I didn't know. I didn't really care at the moment.
"Yes?" I asked . "Are you ok?" he asked again. Worry? Matt Ishida worried about me? I accidentally giggled at the thought, how perfect it would be! Matt the all -too-famous rock star who goes out with the all-too-famous head cheerleader Mimi -- suddenly switching to the infamous, quieter, gentler, mellower, red-headed, red-eyed Sora! How ridiculous that would be!
I started laugh, a bit bitterly I suppose... I guess I did change over the last six years. Well, you know, after liking a guy for so long when he hardly knows you exists -- it kind of changes the way you act. That's how it was between Matt and I, I don't know why, but after we returned to Earth, every knot in our friendship became loose.
Yes, I guess you could still call us friends but we hardly ever hanged out with each other and we were all in different groups. What was even worse was the fact we all drifted even farther away once we had entered high school.
I suddenly noticed him looking at me intently, all my laughter died at the very moment.
Matt fixed his clear blue eyes on me, I felt like he was examining me or something and I quickly averted my eyes to the side, feeling my face grow hot and warm.
"You're eyes are very pretty," he finally said. I managed a weak smile, "And so are yours." He smiled, "Let's go on a walk," I nodded my head unsurely and uneasily. A walk, with me? Why? The most any of us ever did was say 'hi' and 'bye'.
"I've been noticing, you've gotten really pretty over the years. I always thought you were pretty, but you've gotten very pretty," Matt started, I blushed, I felt so flattered. No one had ever said anything to the likes of that to me, except my mother who said that perhaps once a year on my birthday.
"I don't think I've been getting too pretty, I don't feel too pretty," I replied, the words dancing on my tongue gently before lifting off and soaring into the air to be heard. He smiled, I glanced quickly to his face and saw the firm smile and clear eyes looking towards the sunlight.
"Have you considered trying out for the play?" Matt asked me, my heart jumped. Matt was trying for the lead, I dared to wonder if he was asking me to be the lead girl but pushed the thought away into the back of my mind since I knew it was not possible. Because of her, Mimi.
"No," I said. "Really? You'd play the perfect sister of the person I'm trying out for, she's supposed to be really pretty, gentle, nice, kind, wise, and very caring." Anger soared into me so fast, so much anger. I don't think I have felt any angrier than now.
I stopped walking and I yelled, which might have been to far, but yes, I yelled. "Is that all I am!?" Matt looked at me, confused emotions splattered over his wonderful golden face. "Well is it!?" I yelled again, louder. "Kind, gentle, nice, caring, pretty!?" The words came out like venom and looked as if it stung him, he looked hurt and I was hurt and I automatically regretted what I said and did.
I turned from away from him and proceeded to walk my way away from him, far, far away. I didn't know what to think then, all the mixed emotions stirred in me. Finally his voice had broke the train of thoughts circulating in my head.
"Sora," I turned to him, seeing him look at me and then the floor, then back to me. "Why... are... you so... mad?" he asked. I looked at him, unable to speak, and started to cry. I just burst into tears and I felt so angry at myself, why couldn't I stop myself? I was just sobbing and he held me in his arms.
I felt as if I would treasure that moment forever and ever and ever. So perfect and wonderful, being in his arms even though he was only trying to comfort a crying friend.
Still. For the first time in my life, I felt it. Peace. Real peace, just calm, soothing waters washing over me gently. It was the first time I was ever in that eternal bliss, though it was just for a little while. I felt the happiness, the peace for a while.
Then I released it, I knew I couldn't keep it any longer. I looked up at him, his comforting smile and beautiful blue eyes. I pushed him away from me and managed to smile, though my peace and happiness was now all gone. "I'm fine."
He looked at me and smiled, "I'll walk you home." My heart skipped a beat and my face was probably illuminated with undetermining happiness. "Please, I don't need a bodyguard watching over me at all times," I said sarcastically.
A smile was growing on his wonderful face, "But if you insist..." I took his arm and hooked it around mine as we walked to my house together. We laughed and joked, and said our goodbyes as I was home. I rushed up to my room, lied down on my bed, and felt the calming peace all over again.
-o-
For the last month, ever since that day he asked me to perform in the play, he walked me home. I don't know what to think really, this hasn't happened to me before. I guess though, these have been some of the happiest days of my life.
Sometimes, we walk with many jokes and other times we talk about life. The worst times are when we are both quiet, having nothing to say. And at first it was always the jokes and life, but lately it was just sheer quietness and I was afraid to say anything--fearing I might break a train of thoughts in his mind.
Also, my emotions have been very disorientated lately, strange, confusing, and unfamiliar to me. I want him so bad, I love him so much, but then I'm so afraid and I don't want him. I'm afraid of everything about that, I'm so confused of what I do think of him.
He's so wonderful and kind to walk with me, but why?
I also wonder, how long this will last. In my heart and hope, forever; in reality, a phase that will pass over.
-o-
Today is a fine day, nice and sunny, bright and pretty. It's strange isn't it? Today Matt is walking with me again, and it's so nice today that Matt persuaded me to sing along with him. I find it funny, me singing along with a singer? My singing is horrible but he kept on insisting me too accompany him.
Today we also decided to stop by the park, and we sat on the bench, watching the little kids play happily. I smiled to myself and suddenly felt Matt's hand on mine. I turned to him, my heart beating faster and harder each moment.
"Sora..." He looked strangely serious. "Yes?" I asked finally. "You know, I've been thinking..." he paused, brushing the hair out of his eyes. "We've been walking a lot together, and... I was wondering if you'd like to go out?" I saw the hesitation in his eyes before he asked me.
My heart froze, and I didn't know what to say.
"I have to go," was all I managed. I got up and started walking away, thinking how stupid I was to go ahead and break our friendship like that. At that moment though, in an ironic way it started to rain. I froze where I was, noticing all the kids had left and just us two were left. Left in dripping clothes and wet, tangled hair.
I heard him laugh. "Well you love me, don't you?" I turned around to see a goofy smile on his face. "Yes." I replied. "Yes I do." "Do you want to go out with me?" he asked. "No, yes, I don't know!" I yelled. "You don't have to, I'll wait for you," he said.
"But you do love me?" he asked. "Yes!" I yelled in the air, rain drowning out our voices in a few seconds. "Well then, I could give you this," Matt put his hands on shoulders and kissed me on the lips. I didn't know what to think then.
I felt so wonderful and I felt so happy, so peaceful even though there was rain surrounding all of us. He took his lips off mine and looked at me in the eyes, his eyes dancing and laughing at me.
"...Matt?" I asked. "Hmm?" he replied. "I'll walk you home. But you'll still have to wait."
He started to laugh at me and I smiled as I wrapped his hand around mine and walked in the rain with him. So strange isn't it? How this girl here won the heart of one of the most perfect guys there.
Still, I'm happy. I guess, that's just the simplicity of love.