/rain
Her brown eyes were large and bright, incredulously watching the beads of rain drumming the windowpane. A low sigh escaped her lips as she rested her chin on two hands, assembling her thoughts.
"Ken-chan?"
The boy seated comfortably on the sofa peeked up from his novel and stared at the girl's back inquiringly. "Mmm?"
"What do you think about rain?"
He wrinkled his nose, startled by her question. "Water falling in drops from vapor condensed in the atmosphere?" He tried.
The corner of Mimi's mouth twitched, but she suppressed the smile. "No," She demurred lightly. "What do you think about rain?"
Ken's eyebrows knitted in concentration. "I honestly don't know," There was a tone of guilt when he spoke.
The brunette pivoted on her feet, her caramel orbs encountering mauve ones. She paced towards the sofa and sat next to him, tilting her head so it rested on his shoulder. "…Do you want to know what I think about rain?"
"Okay," The boy smiled softly as he glanced at the childish girl.
Mimi closed her eyes and embraced Ken's left arm, savoring the security. "I think rain is beautiful…like your spirit, K-chan..."
The boy smiled once he heard her words and stroked her hair as she fell into a featherlike slumber.