Snow and coldness. The silver-haired teen sometimes liked coming outside during these conditions and decide to take a walk every now and then. Although, some people may have considered him crazy for not wearing a jacket, let alone a long sleeve shirt. No, he never wore such attire when he was out in the cold, long winter months. He just wore a simple t-shirt, and a pair of jeans, which were ripped in various places. He didn't really care. His heart was like it was in an icy cage, so what was the point?
Soren inhaled a deep breath and let it out a couple seconds later, his hot breath like smoke when it came from his mouth. His emerald colored orbs were shut partially, and yet still... they remained emotionless. It's like... ever since Kalina's death, something in him had died along with her. Maybe it was how he saw her when he came to after the car had wrecked, or it was what she said to him that killed that part of the teen.
He stuffed his hands into the jean pockets, and walked along the sidewalk, the snow making a crunching sound beneath his boots.
Rinna Tasogare hated the cold, being a pyromancer would do that to you. Her cheeks rivaled the color of her hair, which was a bright red color. Although, she might just hate the cold because his girlfriend loved it, and she hated the woman.
Funny how things work out, huh?
It was too bad that she couldn't just buy food down the street from her apartment. But no, the only decent place was three miles away. Great.
Rinna pulled her dark green coat closer to her as a breeze blew by, ruffling her hair and reddening her already bright cheeks. Her forest green eyes were filled with annoyance as she turned a corner, not noting the slightly older man in front of her.
Being as Soren hardly ever pays any mind to what's in front of him, he bumped right into the young woman, tumbling down with her. He blinked slightly and got up, brushing the snow off of him and helped her up onto her feet. "Uh, sorry about that." He said, his voice deep, yet it had a cold tone to it.
Rinna brushed the snow from her hair and back, looking up to meet the young man's gaze. "It's alright...I wasn't paying attention." She chuckled, running a hand through her hair. "Kinda zoned out, y'know?"
Soren shrugged. "I wasn't either." He gave a nod. "Yeah... I know how that can be." He looked her up and down, only to look away. 'They're almost... the same...' He thought, biting his lip slightly, looking almost like he was in pain. 'Same color hair... But different eyes. Same skin tone... Almost the same height, too...' Soren closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to get the thoughts of his dead girlfriend out of his mind. "Soren Kurosawa." He stated, holding out his hand.
"I'm Rinna Tasogare." Rinna nodded with a warm smile, putting her hand in his. "I'm...new in town." 'Sure...if new in town means on the run, but who needs to know details?' She sighed.
Soren felt the warmth from her hand and it sent a slight shiver down his spine. "So, you're new here? Where did you move from?" He questioned, his eyes focusing on her.
"I've been all over the country." Rinna muttered, suddenly looking pained. "I just came from Sector 7...but I originally came from Gongaga."
Soren mouthed an 'oh' and noticed the pained look. "You okay, Rinna?" He asked, a surprisingly sudden burst of concern coming over him.
"I-I'm fine..." Rinna mumbled softly. That, however, was obviously a lie; Rinna's entire body radiated unhappiness. "Just a memory..."
I know I'm a complete stranger to you... but, do you want to talk about it? I'll listen to you..." Soren frowned slightly, wondering what could be on her mind. 'Can't be as worse as what I've went through.' He thought.
"I guess...that would be nice." Rinna murmured softly, meeting his gaze with a sad smile.
Soren gave her a small smile. He actually smiled. Not something you would've guessed to see the boy do. "Would you like to... go into a warmer place? Maybe the cafe?" He offered.
"Yes, please." Rinna nodded. Warmth. Yes, please!
Soren nodded and started to walk ahead, stuffing his hands inside his pockets.
Rinna followed, her eyes downcast.
A few moments later, Soren reached the cafe and opened the door, a burst of heat flowing out. He held the door open for Rinna, and smile slowly growing.
Rinna sighed in relief, stepping inside the cozy little café.
Soren let the door close after she came inside, and led her to a small table. "What do you want? My treat." He said softly to her.
Rinna blinked, looking a little surprised. "Um...anything works, thanks."
"Alright." Soren nodded, and went to get into the small line.
Rinna sat down, looking at her hands. Who was this man, and why...why did he look so...dead?
After a few minutes, Soren came back to the
table carrying their food and a couple drinks. He took a seat and
sighed. "So… What was this... 'Memory' you were thinking
of?" He asked softly.
Rinna sighed softly, looking up. "My
brother..." She murmured softly. "He died...so I've been
alone since then..."
"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that..." Soren said, a hint of sadness in his voice. He looked down and sighed.
"Are... you okay?" Rinna asked softly.
"Yeah... I'm fine." Soren said, clearly lying.
"You can tell me...if you need to." Rinna said softly, touching his arm.
Soren closed his eyes, biting his lip slightly. "I... I lost my girlfriend a little while ago in a bad car accident. I was in the car with her when it happened." He told her.
Rinna frowned, squeezing his arm softly. "I'm so sorry..."
"It's fine..." Soren looked up, but not at her. He mumbled something else under his breath.
"Excuse me?" Rinna asked softly, looking genuinely concerned.
"You... remind me of her in ways... But that's just how I see it." Soren said with a sad sigh.
"Oh…" Rinna murmured gently. "I'm very sorry, Soren...I can't say I know exactly how you feel, but I can still sympathize a little."
"I've... sort of learned how to deal with it." Soren looked down, wondering why she hadn't asked about the small scars covering his arms. 'She might've already guessed how those got there.' He thought.
At the moment, Rinna wondered the same about those tiny scars. 'He must be so upset...I know I would be...' "Do...you want to hang out for a while?" She finally asked. "It looks like we... both need it."
The teen shrugged. "Sure, I guess. I wouldn't mind it."
"Um...I'm settling in today. How about tomorrow?" Rinna murmured softly.
Soren nodded. "That's fine with me. Hm, meet me here then?"
Rinna nodded, smiling softly. "At noon?"
"Alright." Soren said with a soft smile.
Rinna stood up, offering him a hand. "It was nice to meet you, Soren."
Soren shook her hand gently. "Likewise, Rinna."
Rinna smiled softly, walking back outside.
Soren sighed softly, watching
her go.
Rinna walked through the snow filled streets, making her
way back to her small, cozy little home.
Soren finally stood, and left, heading the other way. For once, in a long time, he felt... Happy.
Rinna stepped into the little house, putting her coat in the tiny little closet. For some reason, she felt...warm. Since her brother had died, she hadn't used her powers. She had become cold...but now, it was as if she could feel the warmth again.
Soren stepped into the shared home and sighed softly, waving at his cousin. Slowly, he made his way upstairs and to the bathroom, where he reached into the top of the cabinet and pulled the little case down. For a few moments, he just stood there... staring at it, and he opened it, pulling out the small razor. Then, after placing the sharp object back inside, he finally walked out and headed into the kitchen, where he threw the case into the trash can, finally coming to the conclusion that he didn't need to hang onto it any longer. 'I never needed to come to such an option... Not at all...' He thought as he smiled.
Rinna began to change into
more comfortable clothes, eyeing the scars on her abdomen and
shoulders. These had been made only a few years ago, by a terrible
person.
With a sigh, Rinna's thoughts returned to Soren. He seemed
like such a good guy, if it hadn't have been for that accident, his
girlfriend would have been a lucky woman.
Soren headed back upstairs, and went into his room. Lying back on his bed, he closed his eyes partially. 'Maybe it's time I... finally opened myself back up.' He thought, his mind clearly on Rinna.
Rinna laid down with a soft, quiet sigh. Soren's words swam through her mind still, his face burned in her memory as she quietly fell asleep.
Soren closed his eyes fully, falling asleep slowly. He sighed her name softly, and smiled in his sleep.