Rom's Love Story:
"Thanks for the neato story miss!" Neptune thanked as she walked out of the room first.
"Take care now, and we pray that you'll get discharged soon" with the patient inside saying her thanks to the passerby and CPU, they close the door to her room, feeling a job well done.
"Wanna go for some grub or take some rest?" the passerby asked his wife as they make their way through the hall.
"Hmm, I'm not that tired or hungry anyway. I'll go with whatever Jared wants" his wife answered.
"Well, let's take a rest he…" he was supposed to say 'here', but immediately stopped. They're at the foot of entryway to the lounge already. He notices a pair of kids; one is reading a book out loud while the other looks at the city through the window.
"On second thought, let's go down the cafeteria and eat something" he turns around, guiding his wife beside him to turn away as well.
"Okay!"
"…The end" Rom puts down the book.
"…" the boy was silent throughout the whole story telling.
"Did you enjoy it?" she asked.
"…Not really" a monotone answer.
"…" Rom stayed quiet. She was expecting that kind of answer from him, given the lack of attention he's paying to her.
"…"
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"…Is there anything more?"
"Eh?" he's sudden question caught her by surprise.
"Do you have any more story books to read aloud?" he asked.
"…Um, no. It's the only book that I brought…" she answered with a disappointing tone. Disappointed that she can't tell anymore storied when he had asked for more.
"I see…"
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"…"
They were both silent again. Rom doesn't want to speak anything unnecessary. Not because that she doesn't want to bore him of her ramblings, but because his silence makes the air around her somewhat holy and fragile. As though something might happen if any form of noise would interrupt such a space around them. His gaze into the city is so detached that he looks at the streets below with a boring stare.
She stays quiet.
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"…You're doing community service, right?"
"…Mhm"
"…What did they say about that storybook you read?"
"Um… ah… they said it was fine"
"I see…"
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"Um…"
"…"
"Ah"
"What is it?"
"...What are you looking at?"
"…Nothing in particular"
"I see…"
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It's no good, she thought to herself. She can't get a good conversation going with him. His responses are short and abrupt. Though she isn't all that ignorant, she has a limited amount of topics that most people would use as a starter conversation.
So she looks at his profile a bit. He's blue eyes, almost as blue as her own eyes, watches the streets below through the window. A bored expression on his and yet he continues to stare at something distant. Distant beyond the ocean of blue sky and clouds. As though waiting for something to happen, something that could spark in those dead eyes of his to life.
"…"
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"Um…"
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"…Are you always looking out through the window?"
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"…Why'd you asked that?"
"…Um… the first time we met…" she remembered that moonlit night.
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"…I see…" he remembers as well.
"…I don't know either" he answered honestly.
"Then, what do you think of Planeptune?" Rom asked.
"…I don't know either"
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*GRRRRR!*
"Ah…!"
Her stomach suddenly growled loudly. Embarrassed she holds her stomach as though telling it not growl loudly again. But her stomach failed to understand that and growled again. The boy doesn't bat an eye at her direction, nor did gave any sign of reaction.
"Um… I…"
"Go…"
"Eh?"
"…I'm going to take my temperature after this… so, go" he said, methodically.
"…Okay" she hops out of her chair, and just stood there for a moment or two.
"…You're not hungry?" the boy asked. His voice sounds distant and indifferent.
"I am, but…"
"Go…"
"…Mhm" Rom walks away, her general direction is towards the hall where the elevator she came from is at. She looks behind her as she walks, and the boy, his navy blue hair sways with each hit of the electric fan's wind. His back slightly hunched over as she holds his chin. And his stare still on the city below through the 10th floor.
In the end, through all that has been said he never glanced her way.
"*Sigh*…"
"What's with the big sigh, Rom?" Nepgear asked.
"Ah, it's nothing miss Nepgear"
"…And so she smacked those eggplants down the gutter!" Neptune exclaimed suddenly. Retelling the epic story of how a single woman, slain an army of eggplant soldiers that had come to ruin her crops.
"It must be tough living outside of Planeptune" Iffy said.
"I heard that she was able to get her son into company A" Compa said.
"That company A? So that's where I heard her last name"
They walk down the sidewalk back to Planeptower. The setting sun paints the sky in golden orange. The many cars and passersby are all heading to their homes, ending today's grind and resting for another. Though they had to walk a bit of distance to get back, their chitchat of their experiences doing community service would make the travel short.
"Rom and I met some pretty awesome people, right Rom?"
"Ah… Mhm…"
"…Eh? What's wrong Rom you've been out of it ever since we ate?" Ram asked her.
"…It's nothing, Ram"
"Really?"
"…Really, really"
"Hmmm…" despite the tone of disbelief. She decided not to pry on the subject more.
"Hey you two, what's the holdup?" Neptune shouts at them. Ram notices that they're quite ways behind from their main group.
"Let's go Rom and we're going to be left behind!" Ram takes her sisters hand and makes a break for it.
"…D-Don't run too fast…!"
The boy looks at the stars that infinitely twinkles onto the night sky. He's eyes are focused on the sky above but his gaze is much, much farther than that. Looking far, far away, at the horizon of his path, of which it is the end of the road. He gazes at that end with little to no interest, with a detached and bored expression on his face.
And the thought it might be all just an illusion suddenly crossed his mind. He might be living a make-believe dream sort of reality. A reality that is not his but living in someone else's dream. That just be pinching his cheek, he might wake up from such a reality.
"What are Illusions?" Milo asked for it was the loveliest city he'd ever seen.
"Illusions," explained Alec, "are like mirages," and, realizing that this didn't help much, he continued: "And mirages are things that aren't really there that you can see very clearly."
"How can you see something that isn't there?" yawned the Humbug, who wasn't fully awake yet.
"Sometimes it's much simpler than seeing things that are," he said. "For instance, if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn't there, you can see it just as well with your eyes closed. That's why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones."
But he can't think that way. No matter how much he closes his eyes, that same truth would always surface. It's near and he'll get there eventually. Whether or not he runs towards it, the winds of time will guide his feet, unable to do anything about it.
"…But it would've been nice if it was that way too…" he mumbled.
"…But it won't change anything"
A/N: To the guys that asked, yeah I play YuGiOh. But mostly I play on YgoPro or DevPro nowadays. Coz, from where I am, it's a bit hard to find the cards that I want so I can play the physical card game.
