Title: Vanilla Entrapment
Fandom: Xiaolin Showdown
Characters: Rai, Kim
Prompt: 036:Smell
Word Count: 376
Rating: PG
Summary: Her scent marks her coming.
Author's Note: I don't even remember the last time I wrote in first person, so here we go.
Vanilla. Her scent. It poisons the air. Making its way into my lungs. Like a snake slithering up my nostrils and filling my chest. It's a sign. She's coming. The veins in my arms popping out and my heart starting to go at ten miles per hour. Uncertainty spread throughout my face and I started to glisten. Ah merda, the scent is getting stronger. She must be in arms length by now. But all the while, I remained in my position. No flinch to my demeanor.
She has sat down now. She pays no mind to my actions. She didn't even blink in my direction. Does she know that I am there? Is she mad at me? I can't even remember the last time I pulled a prank on her. So, why does she do this to me? Does she even know how I feel? Does she know that she is torturing me with this silence? I swear, that girl knows how to drive a guy crazy. So maybe that's it. She's purposely trying to drive me crazy. But why though? Maybe... No. It couldn't be. I know how she feels. She told me along time ago that she considers me a best friend. While I silently grimaced to the thought.
I finally let my shoulders slump. She turned to my direction and finally giving me a look that I wanted to see. Concern. Worry. Fear. I gave her a reassuring smile. Telling her not to be worried. She still kept her gaze on me. As if trying to read my thoughts. She doesn't let go that easily. That's her persistence all right. All the while, she didn't avert her gaze. It was like she was etching her eyes into my skin. I can't take it any longer.
I got up and walked over to the Cherry Blossom that laid in the court yard. I gathered a little bit of wind and went up to a branch that was the center of it all. I leaned my back against the trunk and laid my hands behind my head. My eyes lazily shut but not before I averted them to the girl with the concern on her face never dissipate. And her scent never leaving my nostrils.