Its been a few years, and I've shamelessly returned to this story, wanting to give Kisara he ending she deserves. Gomen nasai ~ enjoy!
Chapter 4
"Here you go," I say, bowing as I set your coffee on the table, "would you like anything else sir?"
"No," you reply shortly.
I bow again before returning to the counter.
I've got my textbooks out, pretending to study, but really, I'm watching you. Your soft features have become as sharp as your piercing gaze and your hands fly on the keyboard as you sip on the coffee. "I'm here Seto!" I want to scream, "You've found me!"
But I can't.
A part of me tells me you've forgotten me, that you've never looked for me to begin with – that you no longer care about that scared little girl who burdened you at the orphanage, but before I can continue to have these thoughts, the coffee shop's owner's son enters to relieve me of my duties so I can go to college.
"Do you need a ride?" he asks, pausing at the counter as I gather my books. This man is around my age, tall and handsome with soft, boy-like features and big brown eyes and in another life perhaps I would have been able to return his obvious affections, but never in this one. Not when I've loved someone else all my life.
"No," I tell him wanting to be alone and away from his questioning gaze, "I'll take the bus." And with that, I leave, taking a peek at you, whose eyes are still trained on the computer screen, too focused to register the world around you.
As I leave, I can feel eyes following me. I want to turn around, to run towards Seto and embrace him like all those times before. I want him to hold me in his arms and whisper that he'll protect me. But I know I'm alone, and there's nothing I can do about it.
I don't turn back to see Evan, the coffee shop owner's son worriedly watch me leave. Luckily, I don't have to wait for the bus as it's already at the stop. I rush on and towards the back, where the tears I've been holding back cascade down my cheeks.
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined you wouldn't recognize me. I've lived my whole life believing you'd find me again but now that you've forgotten me, what can I do? You were so close yet I couldn't touch you, and so far away that once again I found myself only watching.
What do I do now that I've found you but you haven't found me?
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