This great battle is a decision that will cost the fate of where my people live. The most important time of my life, this feeling of enticement is what gets me most. The battle was almost frivolous compared to my enemy's eye. His deep orange simmered eyes stole my mind's attention. This feeling is so strange, should frien-foes feel this way? My abnormal thoughts start to ruin my concentration, I snap out of it a little too late. I see my forces being demolished right under my nose. I rush in destroying the enemies left and right the war almost at a tie, I push towards the enemy and encounter the one person who distracted me.
His reckless self runs into me and tackles me, my heart felt it was to explode. Never has my face gone so red, I couldn't dare look at him straight. His words only went through one ear and out the other. I finally spat some words out, "Cuttlefish, yo-your very clo-close.". Sheepishly he stepped aback, I stood up with no words spoken between us. After all the time we've been together, these feelings were not platonic.
Something came over me, this devious feeling took over my actions. I grabbed him and planted the most heartfelt kiss. He stood still as if stricken with lighting, he tried to open his mouth but nothing came out. We were both shell shocked, No way could I explain my actions. My impulses could never be explained, how could we ever be friends again! He looked at me very seriously as if I punched him and stated, "Octavio if you had these feelings for me..why couldn't you tell me sooner.". My thoughts cleared up and I instantly responded with, "Cuttlefish I never could explain myself to you…". I trailed off into my thoughts and continued,"Maybe we're meant for eachother…".