Natsume and Roy Mustang?
I ran immediately between them, facing Natsume.
"What are you doing?" I shouted at Natsume.
He looked at me and walked away. The people surrounding us whispered and walked away. I looked behind me, I saw Roy Mustang walking away by himself. I want to talk to him. Should I?
I walked a few steps towards him as he walked calmly. I stopped, my heart started to race. I'm losing him. What should I say?
"Wa-wait!" I shouted softly.
Roy Mustang stopped walking, he faced me. He smiled at me, my heart melted for the third time already.
"Hi..." I greeted shyly as I walked over to him.
"Sakura." He said. I smiled at him.
"What happened there?" I asked as my head tilted towards where he and Natsume stood just a while ago.
"Nothing." He answered.
"What?"
"Those people just assumed we're going to fight since we have the same... thing." Roy Mustang said.
"Oh, by the way, why are you wearing gloves?" I asked as I pointed at his hands. "And what's that? A circle?"
Roy Mustang smiled.
"How old are you, Sakura?" He asked.
"I'm fifteen. How 'bout you, Roy Mustang?"
"Call me Mustang, I'm sixteen." He answered. "C'mon, let's sit down."
I wanted to jump and hug myslef for plucking up the courage to talk to him. That's why I love myself.
Mustang and I sat down on a nearby bench.
"My gloves are made of a special kind of material called Ignition cloth, which creates heat when I rub mu hands together. I can adjust and transmute the oxygen in the air to create flames." Mustang explained.
I fell clueless.
"Err.. What?"
Mustang chuckled a bit.
"In short, I can create fire with this gloves." He said.
"Oh, and what's that?" I asked again, pointing at the circle on his gloves.
"This is my transmutation circle, it helps me use alchemy."
"Wow!" I exclaimed.
Eventhough, I don't get it, it's still amazing.
"So, how do you create flames? You rub your hands together?" I asked.
He let out a short laugh.
"No, I snap." He said.
"Can you show me?"
"Sure."
With just a snap of his fingers in his right hand, the paper in the trash can burst into flames. I clapped my hands in amazement.
"Wow!" I exclaimed again.
Eventhough Natsume could do that, with a snap, if he likes, he's still not as cool as Mustang.
"You're life isn't the shortening type, is it?" I asked.
He might be like Natsume.
"What?" He asked.
"Some students here have that kind of alice. Whenever they use their alice, their life shortens." I told Mustang.
"I'm an alchemist remember?" He said.
I guess that means no. I just stared at him for a second, he's so handsome, I even love his voice.
"Oh yeah!" I said with a smile while scratching my head. "How did you get here anyway? You don't have an alice."
"But I'm 'special', I can create flames."
Yeah, he's quite right. But it's Alice Academy. But I won't ask him any more questions like that, he might think I don't want him here.
"Wait, so you're classmates with Natsume?" I asked.
He nodded. Beofre I could say anything, I noticed some heads peaking. Girls. Mustang has fan girls too? I saw a raven-haired girl oggling Mustang.
"Are you friends with him?" I continued and ignored the stares.
"No, should I be? He's weird." Mustang said coolly.
I have to agree, Natsume is kind of weird. He rarely talks, opens up to just one person, hates girls. Tsk.
"I guess I should be going now." Mustang told me. "It was nice."
"Yeah, good bye!" I said as I waved at him. He stood up and walked away.
I was still wearing a smile as I stood up and walked alone.
Mustang is so cool.
I walked alone as I thought about him.
Let me see, how many boys did I like before him, Kaname, but that was just something worthwhile and ---
I saw Natsume walk out of the forest. I ran over to him.
"Hey Natsume!" I greeted.
He looked at me.
"How have you been?" I asked him with a smile. "You still don't study, do you?"
He stared at me for a second.
"What do you care?" He asked.
"Well, we rarely talk now." I said. "I was just wondering if you have new friends without Ruka."
"I don't need friends." He said.
"Sometimes, it pays to have friends." I told him.
He rolled his eyes and continued walking. I followed him.
"Don't you talk to Ruka anymore?" I asked.
"Are you interrogating me?"
I stopped walking. I chuckled.
"No, silly!" I said.
"Then stop asking questions, throw those kinds of questions to your beloved." He said then he left me.
Beloved?