Lonely Chains

- Were the same 2-

Still in his arms you wipe your tears, and look up at his perfectly structured face. " I don't want to loose..." you sigh not wanting to even put the rest of the sentence in the air, but a part of you knew that he understood.

He stood up, still holding onto to the end of my craggy sweatshirt seemingly not wanting to ever loose grasp of the only Kurta member left beside him. "There's a few thing I want to show you."

He says with the warmest smile. It reminded me of the comfort I had when I was in my mothers warm and affable embrace after a hard day. The feeling of all my worries being drenched away by one smile

I want to feel that again, I want to see his smile again.

I stood up and nodded returning the genuine smile, drying my face with the oversized sleeve of my sweatshirt. The sunsets gentle and sweet sun rays laid gently across our tear stained faces, making our skin glow vibrantly.

The winds sweet harmony, sung and danced around us.

Is this the thing that felt different today? Is this the comfort I've been longing for? Is this the happiness I always yearned for?

He shifted his hands off my sweater to my hands. My hands jumped with hesitation but I figured it's harmless. He's my family, my missing piece.

Though we just met

We were both each other's new home.

We reached a small yet, comfortable house that looked pretty nice. Expensive yet modern. Small yet big. "I'm staying with one of my close friends so don't mind him." Kurapika says, looking down at me with a warming smile.

I nod and begin to walk inside. Inside it was tidy but had a lot of clutter and trinkets. A lot of them looked things used for medical things. My eyes shifted over to a pile of magazines on a table.

My eyes widen to see half naked girls in bathing suits flaunting their "perfect" bodies. I hold in my laughter as a tall, got to be around 6'4 man.

"Hey Sunshine! Do you happen to know where my magazines went??" The man said. Sunshine?? That's adorable. He looks like he's Almost 40, what is he doing living with someone this old?

" Haha this is Leorio, I promise he won't bite." Kurapika chuckled. I wonder if he's going to tell him where I'm from? Maybe he doesn't even know where he's from?

"Who's this?!?!" Leorio says practically drooling. Sigh sigh. "You finally managed to get a girlfriend huh." Leorio says in a teasing way. Kurapika laughs off the comment.

I guess he's in high spirits today, after all, he did learn that he had someone who understands. He then points to a door down a narrow hallway. " That's my room, I'll show you there." He says as I approach the hallway.

I ran my fingers along the nicely textured walls. I always appreciated beautiful things. It didn't always have to be perfect and polished. Beautiful has many different meanings.

A wrecked ball on the side of the road could be beautiful to someone, or a supermodel with porcelain skin.

Honestly I appreciate all forms of beauty.

Kurapika opens the door making me snap out of thought. I walk in being welcomed by the clean, and neat atmosphere. The sun shown through the light and kind curtains perfectly, touching just the right spots in the room.

It feels nice in here, much better than the festered, small house I had. He then walked and opened an affordable dresser. In it had a book. It was leathery and brown, with a hint of red. On the title it said "DinoHunter".

He then sat on his bed and motioned for me to come sit next to him. He revealed the old pages and a sweet and nostalgic smile appeared on his face. " A girl named Sheila gave this to me and my very best friend I had when I was younger after we saved her in the forest." My eyes widen as i sit all the way up, I have a sudden feeling of familiarity.

" It's about the dangerous adventures of a main character that worked as a hunter, I remember me and that friend were so absorbed in the main characters quests. We'd always have a dictionary by our side reading it too." Kurapika says as his eyes glitter with nostalgia."

I breathe in sharply as memory's of a book that mama always read to me started flowing back into my brain.

" Me and that friend began to dream about what the outside world was like, we definently weren't expecting what we saw when we did." Kurapika says lost in thought.

What is he thinking about? " I remember the beautiful forest that surrounded our Village, the welcoming aura and kind people that roamed." I say smiling, remembering the vibrant greenery and calming vibes.

Kurapika starts to softly chuckle and start to share the memory's, " I remember the sweet and warm wind that would always blow, cooling any uneasiness."

"Haha! Yes! I remember the kids would always dance and play without a worry at all, looking so free." I say giggling.

"I miss that."

You both say in unison. You both turn away from the book and start to stare at each other. My lips curl into a smile, his following.

Being able to share these times, to be able to remeber, not forget the good times, to be able to have someone to share that with.......

I love it.