The Burden of You (YamiXCharlotte)

Sour!

They walked out of the eerie manor and back towards the town's heart. The trip was very quiet. Even though the lively chatter of the town started to fill the air things still felt awkward between the two. Charlotte felt like her head was frozen in place as she continued to just stare ahead of her. As much as she wanted to look back at Yami to see what he was doing she just couldn't. Everything felt uncomfortable and cold.

She wanted to be hugged by Yami's arms again, weirdly. She wanted to just bury herself in his warm chest, being cuddled and comforted by him. Charlotte continued to fantasize being held by Yami, her arms crossing as she was deep in thought.

Yami was walking behind her, looking around the plaza for something that looked interesting to eat. His eyes then landed on an ice cream cart. Feeling in the mood for some ice cream he picked up his pace and was at Charlotte's side.

"Hey, I'm gonna get ice cream. Do you want some?" His voice protruding in Charlotte's mind, interrupting her wholesome thoughts.

She looked up at him with a startled look. She then looked over to the ice cream cart, thinking for a moment before her eyebrows tensed up again.

"We'll spoil our dinner. We should find some sort of dinner to eat first." Charlotte objected.

"Huh, what do you mean? Who says ice cream can't be dinner."

Charlotte gave him an unimpressed look, "We can have ice cream after we find a place to stay at and something to eat."

"Whaaat," his drawled, "Come on, we can get something to eat after we eat some ice cream." He protested, acting like a child. The corners of Charlotte's frown loosed up a little at his silliness. She looked back at the cart before giving in to his pleas.

"Fine, you big baby." She finally concurred before walking towards the nostalgic ice cream cart. Yami had a smug grin, happy that he got to have his food of choice.

The line wasn't long at all except for a young couple. Their arms were linked as they stood close to each other chatting the night away. They both looked happy and so in love. It made Charlotte a little envious of them.

While watching the couple talk she started to imagine if that were her and Yami. Her cheeks went red at the romantic thought but her face stayed straight.

The youthful lovers continued to look at each other with love sick eyes. As they ordered their food and talked to each other it was clear that they had major respect for each other and it just made Charlotte fall deeper. She wanted something like that, someone who respected her for her magic and feelings. Not just someone who admired her beauty, she already had people like that all around her.

Her lips pressed tightly together as she continued to think about Yami and if he respected her magic. When it came to their turn in line, Charlotte looked at all of the unfamiliar flavors. They all looked interesting to say the least; she couldn't choose just one. She sat there looking at all of the flavors, thinking out her order thoroughly in her head.

"Can I have one cone of strawberry ice cream." Yami ordered confidant in his order. Charlotte looked at him when he spoke before looking back at the menu.

The middle aged confectioner dressed in white nodded and slid open the top of the cart to access the ice cream. He took a hefty scoop of strawberry ice cream and placed it on the light brown waffle treat.

He gave Yami a nice smile before handing it to him, "What about you, pretty miss?" The confectioner asked Charlotte who perked up when she realized he was talking to her.

"Uhm..." she looked back down at the menu and just picked the first flavor she saw, "Can I have one scoop of pickled mango?" She informed the server before her nose scrunched up at the name looking unsure of what she had picked.

The confectioner's eyes widened in surprise that someone had actually picked such a sour flavor. He nodded and scooped up the ice cream, placing it on the cone. The yellow and red swirls that decorated the surface of the dessert looked appealing but you can't really judge something for it's looks. He handed her the cone, Charlotte got out her coin bag and handed the worker the amount that was needed.

"Thank you, have a good evening." He said as they left.

"Couples are so cute nowadays." Charlotte faintly heard from the confectioner causing her face to heat up and her back to straighten out.

"So, did you really want pickled mango? What a weirdo." Yami teased her, causing her to shoot dangerous looks at him. Though, he wasn't wrong. She didn't really want pickled mango.

"It just seemed, uhm interesting. So I wanted to try it." Charlotte said, trying to make it seem like she actually intended on having the sour treat. She took a lick out of her ice cream. She could feel her suck in her cheeks almost right away. Was ice cream supposed to be this sour?

Yami watched her reaction, stifling a laugh that would've gotten him killed. He knew she was lying because he knew she didn't like sour items like a certain someone..

"Ah! It's so sour!" She whined out loud as Yami's laugh bellowed with her whines.

"I told you that you wouldn't like it." Yami told the brown haired girl who had her lips puckered up and cheeks sucked in from the sourness. Her eyes were shut tightly as her nose scrunched up.

"You didn't tell me it was sour!" She continued on. Yami continued to laugh at her and her shenanigans. As he laughed with her his surroundings started to warp. The once shining sun now disappeared and was replaced with rain and clouds. His hair was soaked as he stood over her.

"You'll be back right?" She asked him..

Charlotte looked up at him when she heard his muffled laugh. "Why are you laughing? There's nothing to laugh at." She said as she forced herself to take another lick having the same reaction as before.

Yami shook his head, small laughs coming from him. "Here, wanna try mine Thorny Queen?" He asked before he took the sour cone away from her and gave her the strawberry one.

Charlotte's eyes shot up to his, she opened her mouth to protest against him only to be lost at words as she watched as he took a lick at her previously owned ice cream cone. Her mind took a few seconds to process it but her face started to heat up once again as she watched his face scrunch up a little.

"This is pretty sour. Eh, whatever it's still pretty good." He commented on the ice cream, looking back at Charlotte whose mouth was still agape. I mean, she did just see him share an indirect kiss with her, how could she not be stunned.

"Hey, you're ice creams gonna melt. Better hurry." Yami told her, pointing at the lopsided strawberry ice cream that was melting. Charlotte shut her mouth and looked down at the bright pink treat. She could already imagine how her cheeks matched the ice cream. She wanted to just hide her face forever knowing she probably looked silly with how pink her cheeks were.

"You don't just take someone's ice cream." She grumbled softly as she reluctantly ate the sweet strawberry delicacy.