War Of Rebellion

Chapter 2- Wistful Wishing

   The soft tapping of shoes is all the people nearby can hear over the slight whispering. A nimble sigh escaped Yuma's peachy lips.

 "Out of everyone I know, the captain is the only one who can change the temperature with his words," A blanket of thin bumps emerges from Yuma's pale skin. Kenji rested one hand atop of Yuma's hunched shoulder. 

  "You were not the one that got directly scolded, Yuma." Kenji's tender words groaned. A cold sensation slightly grazed his spine like grains of sand. 

  "Are you stupid? We all got scolded just because you and Ren had screwed up." The attention of Itsuki's gaze lingered over his shoulder at Kenji. A scant scoff escaped from in between his toothy grin.  

    "Stop acting like the captain. You cannot intimidate anyone with such an innocent face." Kenji teased as he lightly giggled. Itsuki's feet halted in its light footsteps. The group slowed to a stop. Itsuki swung his body around until he was facing Kenji. A scowl outlined Itsuki's features.

   Yuma vaguely shook his head as he let out a sigh from his closed lips. Yuma's eyebrows furrowed as he realized something was. . .off. Yuma's brown orbs traveled to a girl that had not paid any mind to the bickering behind her. As the two sat in the heated atmosphere, Yuma watched Ren not bother to give him a glance from the wooden ground. Yuma reached out his hand. Yuma's fingertips lightly grasp Ren's shoulder. Ren's gaped eyes snapped their attention from the wooden floorboards to the boy that held a worried gaze.  

   "Are you okay? If it was the scolding earlier, you were only doing your best to make sure everyone got out alive." Yuma's words became more worried with each synonym that formed from his tongue. From within her chest, Ren's heart tightens. A small smile slightly rose on Ren's face. Ren breathed a small laugh as her wide eyes softened. Ren lifts one hand in the air as she turned her body to have the front of her body face Yuma. 

   "No, it was not the scolding. I was just in a daze, is all." Ren's smile grew, making her features brightening. As Yuma stared into Ren's dark brown eyes, the memory of her shaking coursed through his mind. Ren does not lie, I knew that from the start. . .that was the first time I have ever really seen her like that. 

   "Ren, you know if you ever need to talk...we all are here to help you. We are your team." Yuma's eyes softened as memories replayed in his head. Ren's eyes grew wide as her smile faded. Ren's hand slowly closed into a fist as it lowered to her side. Yuma's eyes began to extend, realizing what was unraveling before him. The two had stared into each other's wide eyes. Yuma swiftly slid his hand from Ren's shoulder as his heart skipped a beat. 

  "I-I'm s-sorry! I-I, y-you just were quiet!" As Yuma stammered over his words, Yuma's feet could barely keep his balance as his heart became a timed grenade within his chest. To be able to remain a stand, Yuma stumbled a few steps back. Yuma's worried gaze averted to the old wooden floorboards below him. No word came from the girl. No sound nor peep either. Only the chattering of other soldiers that passed by who had paid no mind to them. 

   Out of nowhere, a hearty laugh erupted through the hallways. Yuma's eyes snapped up to see Ren's gloved hand covered her mouth as she let out a loud chortle. The eyes of others passing by had their gazes on Ren for a moment before turning their attention back to walking to their destination. As Ren's laughter gradually ceased, Yuma's eyes furrowed.

   "You did nothing wrong! I was thinking how much you have grown over these years! I mean. . .you have never willing touched someone up until now." Ren's words blissfully formed from her pink lips. Ren's mouth stretched wide across her face. A soft touch weightlessly rested on top of Yuma's dirty blonde hair. It was as if a feather fell atop his head. Upon feeling the sudden contact, Yuma's physique winced. You do not deserve a thing! A scream echoed from within his mind. For once, all of them were right. . .that is why I am standing here. Yuma's voice echoed within his head. Out of nowhere, a sudden arm hung from the nap of Yuma's neck. Yuma's dazed thoughts wrested from his caged mind.