Chapter 9
Laugher like bells filled their booth at the end of the night. Daisuke and Riku had so much in common that they never knew. They both loved art; they both loved the same music. They both hated the same teachers. And all the while they talked, they fell deeper and deeper in love with each other. Each moment seeping into a years worth of memories. Sharing things they'd never shared before with anyone else. They trusted each other with an unfailing connection, an unbreakable wall.
"Riku, I had so much fun tonight."
"Me too, Daisuke."
"I mean, we connect so well."
"Yeah." They looked each other in the eye so deeply that there seemed to be no one else around the two lovers, just them and their booth.
"Riku, I think that you're… a beautiful and amazing girl. And I've never met any one like you." He complimented. Riku blushed.
"You really mean that?"
"Yes, I really do. Riku, I…"
"Love you." She finished. There was a distance between them that suddenly just became non-existent. Their lips were together. Their arms were wrapped around each other. And the only thought in their mind was 'perfect.'
