Fall for you

It was nine o'clock now. Supper was done, the dishes were cleaned. Sunako was dragging herself up to the second floor where her bedroom was. No one really noticed her leave but Kyohei. He followed her upstairs and knocked on her door then carefully opened the door. He searched the room for only a mere second before his eyes landed on Nakahara Sunako. She was on the bed with her arms hugging her knees to her chest. Her amethyst eyes, focused on something unseen. Although she was quite pale the faux candle light fixtures on the walls made her skin appear to be a quiet gold. He imagined that under moon light she would most likely appear to be made of alabaster. He didn't know why no one else saw it but she was beautiful. It hurt him to see her in this much pain.

She looked to him not even bothering to cover up her miserable look. Still folded up. Black, silky tresses falling over her face. Her eyes shifted to something else. He felt a need to comfort her- uncontrollably and unnerving. Why the fuck did he care so much. Then an idea lit up in his head. He went over to her movie collection and looked for the particular movie to help her. Once found he placed in the DVD holder of the VCR. He then laid a blanket on the floor and a pillow. She watched him with minimum curiosity. He met her eyes, holding his hand out.

"Let's watch a movie." he said softly. She was hesitant but soon moved herself to the floor, beside him. The blanket was big enough that he took some from behind and placed it on her shoulders. She mumbled quiet thanks.

The movie began with a playful song." The Night mare Before Christmas". Not a hardcore slasher flick but one still creepy enough to be accepted by the girl beside him. From the corner of his eye he could see her lips curl into a smile. It's working, he thought to himself. For most of the movie he caught himself looking at her. Making sure she was still happy. Her lips were moving with the lyrics of the song. She was slightly swaying and she looked happier than he'd seen her all week. I felt like his heart was exploding but in a good way. She realized she was being watched and turned to Kyohei to confirm it, this only made her blush. He had a tender smile on his face, so warm and welcoming. She felt herself being drawn in by the light that was Takano Kyohei. She truly felt safe.

The movie came to an end. A happy ending. And Sunako could barely keep her eyes open. Kyohei caught her nodding off a lot too. Kyohei got up and did a quick stretch. Sunako had her head bowed and didn't even notice him move. She was obviously asleep. I didn't look to comfortable and she would probably wake up with a neck cramp. He wrapped the blanket around her and carried her to the bed. She muttered something incoherently and snuggled into the nook of his chest and shoulder.

"The movie's over. You should rest." He whispered. She seemed to accept that and allowed him to lay her on the bed. He made sure her head was on a pillow then tucked her into the blankets. Satisfied with his handy work. He made to leave but found his movement hindered. He looked down and saw two pale little hands wrapped around his wrist. This caught him off guard. What could be wrong?

"No... Stay..." she gibbered. Her words slurred, making it sound more like a sigh.

"What?"

"I wanchu to stay." She murmured. She squeezed his hand slightly, pulling it to her cheek. He couldn't believe this. Sunako sharing her bed? Did she truly feel like she could trust him, that he would protect her? That very thought made his heart leap and his throat dry.

He sat on the edge of the bed, just staring at her. How anyone could hurt her. He warily got onto the bed, careful not to wake her. She didn't stir. He lay down on his side, gently, so he could look at her. She had such interesting characteristics. They were all just so beautiful and so Sunako. But he loved her lips. Sure they were cracked but he liked how her upper lip jutted out. They were a light pink and against her translucent skin, she appeared to be a priestess of Tsuki-Yomi .

The more he thought of her the more his heart ached. It was really weird actually this happened every time he was near her. It was really annoying as well. Did that mean he didn't like her. He pondered this then came up with the answer, no. He liked her, she cooked for him. Maybe it was just his heart. But that wasn't fair it was his heart and heliked Sunako so it should too.

Again his heart leapt and he didn't know why. What was wrong with him. His stomach churned with hunger, but not hunger. Something in the back of his mind told him what he didn't want to hear. He didn't love her ...or at least not that way. Did he? He looked at her again and saw it again, that appeal, sweetness, and beauty. He watched her shoulders heave and heard he whispering breath again drawing him to her lips. He brought his free hand to them and ,hesitantly, brushed her lips with his thumb. They were chapped but soft kind of reminded him on a wedge of orange.

He had never really felt love. He didn't know what to expect. he most definitely didn't know it would hurt either. The more the thought of it the more it made sense. to him she was kind, beautiful and all-round perfect for him. He was always told he'd end up with her. But the more he thought of it the more sense it made. and the more pain he felt. but beneath the pain was a hollow, soothing feel- like aloe. If he could get over the pain then the rest would be bearable.

He stroked her cheek before finally succuming to sleep.

so...did ya' like it? pretty mooshy..eh? the next chapter will be up soon.and i'm sorry about the chapters shortness- but i'm hoping its quality compensates for that...right? lol nvm