Author's note: The reason why I'm updating so much in one day is because I won't be updating for a while. I'm currently sick, and well, tomorrow, I'm going back to school. I have exams to do on Monday, Tuesday is research, Wednesday is prep, Thursday is fieldtrip, and Friday is practice. Busy, busy, busy! But I know I'll reach at least Chapter 5 by the end of the week! :D
Vanitas: Right, all she cares about is her straight As.
Author: Do not!
Ventus: DO TO!
Author: Hidoyou! Watch, I won't finish this story at all!
Ventus: -sighs- Just get better soon!
Author: -coughs and sneezes.- Hai!
Now, on with the story :3
Chapter 3 – Connected
"Master please, your father will be furious if he finds out that you'll be staying over the Destiny's hotel!" Axel said running after his master as he walks out in the rain.
"Axel, silence," and Axel did. A black car stops in front of Vanitas and his eyes stared towards Axel. "Take care of Larxene while I'm gone, it'll be a long time until I come back. I need to come up with something…"
Vanitas opens his eyes and closes them once again as the strong light flashed among him. He opens them again and growls, standing up from his bed and covering his eyes with his arm and reaches for the light switch then turns the light off. "What a bad choice to stay here…" he muttered to himself.
He had no choice though, if he stayed at the hotel of his own company, his dad would figure out sooner or later that he was running away from home, Vanitas didn't want that. He could get into serious trouble since trouble means prison… or worse.
Vanitas can die. Yes, it's true, he can die. His dad is heartless enough to take the life of his own son. And the thought of it scares him to death.
The black haired boy later on, reaches for the curtains and opens them to show the sight of the beach, and he smiled in his thoughts that maybe this time, he can have a life of his own. But that's not going to happen, not yet. The rain was pouring down heavily, and the thunder starts to light up the dark clouds. Vanitas loved this kind of weather. He chuckled evilly to himself.
"I'm gonna go take a walk outside," he said to himself with a heavy sigh.
As he walked down the hall, he noticed that a blond boy was standing in front of a door, staring at the door knob blankly as if he was unsure if he should go in or not. Vanitas, curious on what the problem was for the first time, walked towards the boy and stared at him. "Hey,"
The blond boy jumped up in surprise and shivered at the black aura that he felt for a moment then looked up at Vanitas. He blinked twice, staring at those pair of yellow eyes, and it stared back at his. "Hi."
"Are you alright? You seem like you're in a faze for a moment…"
"Oh, well, I was hungry and I didn't want to wake my sister up. So I went downstairs but I got lost and since I remembered the way back to the room, I came back up here. But I'm hesitant about getting food. My stomach's been bothering me for a while now…"
Vanitas nodded to himself then grabbed the boy's hand. "I know where the café is. I was about to head out, but I can spare some time for you,"
The blond boy looked at him in surprise once again, "Oh, that's alright. I don't want to bother you, you seem like you're in a hurry anyway."
"Don't worry about it, what do you want to eat?" Vanitas asked the boy.
Shrugging, he shook his head. "Anything is fine. When a person is hungry, they're willing to eat anything you know."
Vanitas snickered at the thought, "Oh?" he turns to the boy. He lifts his chin up, "Eat anything?"
Vanitas felt the boy's heart skip a beat. He felt joy swelling up inside of him. He can feel the fear surrounding him. "Y-Yes, anything…"
His lips presses towards the boy harshly and hungrily but parted as quick as possible when he felt a spark occur when their lips touched. "Well, let's go then."
The blond boy, frozen, nodded and held unto the other boy's hand as they reached the ground floor. They reached the counter took a shortcut to the café to avoid the heavy rain that was currently happening outside.
Vanitas orders some food for the boy to be nourished, and he orders some ice cream for himself. As the blond boy ate quietly, Vanitas examines the boy. He had spiky blonde hair, and deep sea blue eyes. His clothes were strange, he had brown traveling clothes. When the blond boy noticed the silence, he looked up at the boy that stared at him. "Um, is something wrong?"
Vanitas shrugged and licked his ice-cream, craving for the boy's lips instead. But he must keep the temptation to himself, it is too risky. "No, nothing's wrong. Are you almost done with your meal?"
The blond boy nodded and moved his empty plate. "Thanks, for paying for my food I mean…"
"No problem," he said as he stood up and started walking away.
The boy was hesitant for a moment before he got out of his seat and rushed towards Vanitas' side. "Can I… Stay with you for the moment? You look like you need company."
Vanitas' eyes twitched, "Do I look like a lonely person?"
The blond boy looked up in fear and shook his head. "W-Well… I wanted to be with you for a while…"
Vanitas' face softened and sighed. "The last thing I want is for you to fall for me. I feel nothing towards you, got it?"
He nodded and smiled sadly. "Don't fall for you, got it."
They both walked out of the hotel, and continued to travel through the sidewalk as they reached the beach under one umbrella. The blond boy started to shiver as he realized that the wind's breeze were colder than the hotel's AC. Vanitas' sighed, not wanting the boy to catch a cold so he takes of his black jacket, and puts it on him.
"Wear it, I don't want you to get sick."
He nodded and wears it. The blond boy smiled at the thought that the other boy actually cared for him. The warmth and the scent… He can smell him. He can breathe in the mint and the sea salt ice cream that he devoured earlier.
"You… smell nice," the blond boy said softly.
Vanitas blushed at the words but the younger one didn't seem to notice because it was too dark. Vanitas sat on the wet sand and stared at the dark, black sea. He stared at the blond boy who had a hesitant look on his face on whether he should sit on the wet sand or stand and shelter Vanitas instead.
He sighed, and cross his legs together as he finds himself a comfortable position.
"Sit on my lap," he said.
The blond boy stared at him, unsure once again but sits on his lap quietly with no other complaints. Vanitas holds the umbrella for the boy. He smells his hair, pineapple and the mixture of mint as its scent.
Vanitas snapped out of it and realized that all this time, he did not know the boy's name. He held the boy close though, finding out that he was shivering from the cold.
"I haven't really introduced myself yet," he started quietly. "I'm Vanitas."
The blond started to close his eyes slowly and rests his head on Vanitas' shoulders. The boy cuddled up closer to him, loving the warmth that he felt through Vanitas. And he smiled to himself.
"V-Vanitas…" he mumbled. "I'm Ventus."
The black haired boy nodded and kisses his forehead, knowing that the blond boy had fallen asleep. Vanitas stood up and started to walk towards the hotel, holding Ventus close to him.
No, you can't fall in love with me.
