Title: 51. why are men such fools they will not realize
the wisdom that is hidden behind those strange eyes?
and these wonderful people are you and I.
Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi
Word Count: 250 words ~25's my lucky number :)
Summary: They are sitting under the tree together.
A/N: Oh man, why am I always writing Yuki or Machi as thinking and getting interrupted?
Music: "How" by Maroon 5
afraid nothing can save me but the sound of your voice / you cut out all the noise
She knows.
She has to know.
She can't possibly be oblivious to his attempt to woo her.
...Or could she?
As they sit together under the tree, he could do a thousand, thousand things.
Yuki settles for watching. He marvels once again at his uncanny luck. There is an entire world before him and he manages to find the one person who can look at him and understand.
Others ask questions, observe, guess, but she knows. He is grateful, madly in love and overjoyed to sit this close to her.
This close, he can smell her soft, clean scent. He can stare at the way sunlight turns her hair a dark gold. He never knew how much her skin simply glowed a vivid pink. Was her skin as soft as it looked? It wasn't as inviting as her full lips or-
"President?" Her voice is clear, drowning out all other thoughts.
Machi turns those soft brown eyes on him. She is so close; he can't stop smiling.
"Yes?"
"You said there was an emergency Student Council meeting," she whispers. Yuki vaguely remembers this. "It's been over an hour since..." The words gradually get softer until they stop altogether.
She knows. She has to.
"Are you going to leave?" he asks quietly, suddenly afraid that she will leave him alone in the cold shade.
She slowly shakes her head, cheeks pink. "...Teach me to fold paper flowers."
"Alright." He turns his burst of joy into a shaky laugh. "I've got time."
A/N: Only one more to go; I'm so excited! It'll be up very soon. Hopefully. Haha.