Sunset.
Mitsuba-san told him when sun sets, the sun goes to sleep so the moon takes night watch. He thinks the sun is lazy and won't work all day, and Mitsuba-san said if the sun doesn't sleep, it wouldn't shine anymore, so the lilies and the crops can't grows, and the sky won't be blue.
The sky won't be blue! He thinks there is nothing more scary than that. Except now the sky if red and orange, kind of like his eyes, which he doesn't like. So he doesn't call the sun lazy anymore, though he still thinks about it now and then.
He's late for dinner. He knows Mitsuba-san is going to be worried, but he can't just leave someone with such beautiful colored eyes. Sea-blue!
"Sou-chan!"
He hears Mitsuba's worried voice. He runs a little faster now, the mud and the rocks still kind of hurts, it was clean before he left because he washed his feet in the pound with Kamui.
Kamui. He thinks that's an odd name, but Kamui says he's an Amanto, so it explains. He stumbled across a rock and fall down, he bites his lips and fight back the tears. He's a big boy, he can't cry. Mitsuba ran over and held him really, really tight. It felt warm, unlike Kamui's skin, which is icy cold.
"Sou-chan, where were you? I was so worried something might have happened…" He feels really bad now, because he felt his kimono getting wet. He patted Mitsuba's back.
"Sorry onee."
He ate the soba while hearing Mitsuba's scolding, slurping quite loudly. Still thinking about Kamui as he eats.
"I'm a Yato."
"A Yato?"
"Uh-huh. I come from another planet."
"Wow." Trying to not sound impressed. "Does everyone at your planet have sea-blue eyes like yours?"
"Uh-uh." Kamui shakes his head slightly, his braids swinging a little, swoosh swoosh. "My kaasan has blue eye, so does my younger sister."
"Do they all have pink hair like you?"
"Uh-huh. Do people around here have red eyes like you?" Kamui's eyes stared at him in curiosity. Okita feel himself gulp when he gets stared by the pretty eyes. Sea-blue.
"Uh-huh. Just me and my onee." He smiles when he thinks about her. He loves his onee a lot. "She's really pretty."
"So are you." Kamui says.
"You can't call a boy pretty!" His face turns red and pouted, making a splash in the clear water.
"But you're pretty." Kamui shrugs in a matter of fact way.
"Then you're also pretty." Which is true, he thought. Kamui has really pale skin, paler then his own in fact, and curly long pink eyelashes, thin lips and really soft hair.
"Nah," Kamui smiles in his weird-no-eye smile again. "Sou-chan's more prettier. You have red eyes."
"You have sea-blue eyes. Blue is the prettiest color in the world." He said in an admiring tone.
"I think red is." Kamui kicks the water. "It's a coquet color."
He doesn't know what coquet means, but he doesn't want to sound dumber then Kamui. He notices there is a purple umbrella next to Kamui.
"Is that your umbrella?"
"Uh-huh." Kamui nods.
"Why do you carry an umbrella? It's sunny out."
"The sun hurts. I don't like it, it doesn't like me."
"Sou-chan?"
He realizes he stopped eating all of sudden. Mitsuba-san looks concerned.
"Did something happen Sou-chan? Did someone bully you?"
He smiles and says there is no way anyone could bully me, and almost he blurts out all about Kamui, but like the pond, he wants to keep this as his own secret, something no one else knows. So he says it's nothing, and kept on munching.
"The summer festival is a week after." Mitsuba added extra hot sauce on her noodles. "Aren't you excited Sou-chan?"
"Are we going to sell our lilies?" His eyes lit up. The summer festival is his favorite event with the New Year's eve festival. He always have a nice kimono ready for that day, and they will have stacks of fresh pretty lilies ready to sell. They earn some of their savings from this, other then how much their family left them. Mostly the girls would buy one to wear as hair accessories, or the boys would buy some for their girlfriend, or someone's kaasan wants some their dinner table. He kicks feet to the air happily. It's always fun in the festivals. He will talk about it all day if could about the funny masks, the delicious fried squid, the games including catching the goldfish, and most of all the dazzling fireworks --- He feels so happy just thinking about it.
"Of course. This year it will sell nicely. The best ones we have so far." Mitsuba-san smiled. He smiled right back. He always felt the warm tingle inside when Mitsuba-san gives him her gentle smile. He really never had a close friend before.
After dinner it's shower. He dumped the warm water on to his head. His hair wet and slippery. He remembered Kamui's hair. Bubblegum pink into neat braids. Sea blue eyes. He doesn't feel himself blushing but he did, and he didn't realize this silly smile come onto his face too. Maybe Kamui will like lilies. Maybe Kamui will go to the festival with him. Kamui said meet him at the pond tomorrow, too.
He slept with a happy smile tonight.
Uh, oh my budda dearest I ruined that chapter or what? ._. I tried really hard to write like the way I did, but again, fail attempt.
So I'm sorry if you don't like it.. I really tried my best.... /3
Please review! Critics welcome(just not so much plz)