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Kazumi
The flickering of the brush made the wings, every smooth line of blue-green teal nicked its way onto the canvas, etching itself to the painting. The fairy's beautiful stature pranced above the meadow that it was running about on. Dark electric blue locks, silver-sky eyes peering at you. Pale porcelain skin like a china doll, rosy red cheeks that brought warmth right to your body, pink lips that smiled at you.
They lived in a truly safe, happy world, full of beauty and excitement each day. With glittering wings, they could soar above the clouds, laughing amongst themselves.
My finished product was, in fact, a fairy. In a happy place.
Much better than ours in dreary Tokyo, ghouls infesting the place.
"That's amazing, Kazu-chan!" Juuzou said, startling me. I'd forgotten he was there.
"Oh-uh, thank you," I said. He smiled at me.
"You're really good at drawing!" He said.
"I-it's just a hobby," I smiled.
"You're really good though!" He shouted.
He thought I was good. He really did.
"T-thanks."
"Draw something else! Draw something elseee!" He whined.
I laughed. "What do you want me to draw?"
"Um...a...how about me?" Juuzou smiled widely. I laughed even harder this time.
"Sure, Juuzou," I said.
"You can call me Juuzou-kun if you want," He said.
"Oh. Um, then...Juzu-kun, how about that?" I asked.
"I like it! You can call me that!" Juuzou said, flailing his arms happily.
"So, Juzu-kun, I'll draw you, how about it? Oh, Takizawa's coming over tonight. He said he wanted to spend time with me. And because you two...em...don't have quite the good relationship-" I was interrupted by a nervous Juuzou.
"Oh! I have to go see Shinohara! I have to do something! Sorry I can't stay longer, Kazu-chan!" He made a quick departure, running out of the room. He waved.
So he wasn't paying attention.
Of course.
I heard a knocking on the door. What perfect timing. "Kazumi-san?" I heard someone say.
"Takizawa?" I was incredibly unkempt with my paints all over my apron.
Opening the door, there stood a casually dressed Takizawa. "Was that Juuzou? He looked at me and then just ran off," He said. Looking at my painting and my disheveled appearance, he smiled awkwardly. "You were painting again. You're an amazing artist, by the way," He continued.
"Thank you. Yes, I was painting with Juuzou. And sorry about...me," I said. My hair was up in a messy bun, curls running down the sides of my face, blue headband slowly running off its place. My sweater made it so it was burning hot.
"It's okay. You look pretty," He said, and suddenly made a gurgling noise at the back of his throat.
I laughed lightly and welcomed him inside. Walking in, he blushed. "Also, you can call me Kazumi-chan. I don't like it when friends call me formally," I said.
"Friends?" He smiled shyly, almost to himself.
"Of course," I said.
"O-oh. T-t-that-t's g-go-good!" Takizawa stuttered.
"Relax, Seidou. You okay?" I asked.
"Oh, I-I-I-'m fin-ne," He smiled widely at me.
I smiled back.
"So, what do you want to do, besides just hang around? Do you want to take a walk around town or..." I asked.
He considered this for a moment. "S-sure," He responded.
"It's awfully nice out," I said.
"Yeah. 5:00 PM eh? The sunset'll be coming out soon," Takizawa agreed. The fall leaves were colored like gems on their trees.
It was truly beautiful. I loved it. "Don't you love autumn?" I asked.
"The fall? I do. Spring is better, though," Takizawa smiled.
"You have to admit though, the leaves are beautiful at this time of year. The sunsets are beautiful each day," I said.
"Yeah..." He said. Suddenly he looked straight at me. "Do you want to...maybe watch the sunset?"
I pondered this for second. I hated the dark. Very much. But...we would just go home after. "Okay," I said in a small voice.
Sitting down on a bench nearby, I laid my head back. "I've always loved sunsets and hated them at the same time," I said.
"What? Why?" Seidou asked.
"Because after it sets, it's dark. And when it's dark, it scares me. It reminds me of that night. The night...my mom died," I said. "But all the while, they're like a painting within themselves. They're so pretty. The colors are so beautiful."
He stared at me. "Your mother was really nice."
"You know, everyone says that. Am I nice?" I asked.
"I think you are. You're really fun to be around. And I know Juuzou used to hate us both, but now he's friends with you. He still hates me though," Seidou responded.
"I don't think he hates or likes anyone," I joked around. It faded away as I said, "He said my mother was kind too, to even a person like him."
"You're following in your mother's footsteps," Seidou smiled.
"Say, do you like Akira?" I asked.
"N-no!" He blushed.
"She's certainly pretty. Well, more pretty than me," I said.
He placed his hand on mine and we sat together in silence. "I think your'e pretty. Juuzou thinks you're pretty too. He admires you," Seidou said.
Juuzou.
Juuzou.
Juuzou.
That was a truly shitty ending but I just wanted to update xD Thanks for all you've done!