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Fushi's head tilted in confusion, he didn't know what exactly little March was but he found her interesting.
Why was she smaller than both him and his companion?
He fought to understand but had no luck.
"Can you talk Mister?" March inquired.
Fushi stared, giving no response. He turned instead to look at his companion. He found himself doing that a lot since their journey started.
Her features drew him in, much like a moth to a flame. He wanted to feel her skin against his. He wanted to smell her natural musk. He wanted to hold her hand. He just wanted to always be with her.
He found her observing March from a distance, seemingly scared to approach.
Getting himself off the floor he found himself approaching the huddled figure that was behind a rock much smaller than her.
Light footsteps were heard following behind him. He paid it no mind instead focusing on the girl.
Each step he took caused her body to slightly tremble, she was scared.
"Hey! Mister why aren't you answering me?! You do know it's rude to ignore someone when they are talking to you right?"
The rustling of bushes and trees gave way to the girls retreating figure.
She ran.
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- I'm sorry the past few chapters have been so short, school started back for me sadly so I barely have time to myself.
- Bare with me for a while, I'll start making them longer
