Treated Better (Normal Version)

Page Seventeen

Ghirahim led Mizuki to a quiet spot in a field.

Ghirahim: I know how much you detest crowds, or even people in general, so I hope this will suffice. It was the best spot I could think of off the top of my head.

Mizuki: It's beautiful, so... peaceful. Thank you.

Ghirahim: Zuki, may I tell you something?

Mizuki: Of course Ghira, you can tell me anything.

Ghirahim: You have continuously mentioned me using you, but I'm not any longer. After siding with the princess, anything I could've used you for disappeared. Once you came to our side I was going to use you for your intelligence on subjects regarding the princess's army. So if the only thing separating us was me then I would be open to dating you, just long enough for you to get over these feelings of course.

Mizuki: Is this your round about way of asking me to be your girlfriend?

Mizuki teased him shamelessly, not expecting him to turn away with a slight blush. As she went to move her legs gave out on her, making it frustrating to move.

Mizuki: I can't scoot over to you after last night... Can you scoot closer to me?

Ghirahim: Oh don't be over dramatic, you walked here fine.

As Ghirahim fussed he scooted closer, Mizuki grabbed him and pulled him in as if they were about to kiss.

Mizuki: If you are serious I'll take you up on that offer.

Ghirahim smirked and kissed her.

Ghirahim: What do you think Doll, am I serious?

Mizuki: I'm going to take that kiss as a yes... *Sigh* I'm never gonna hear the end of it if my friends learn about this.

Ghirahim: I don't understand why they act like they have any control over you, those buffoons can't even control themselves.

Mizuki: Hey now, they're still my friends. They're just worried because of your background.

Ghirahim: If it's backgrounds we are talking about, shouldn't they be warning me about you?

Mizuki: I'm not that bad.

Mizuki finally let go of Ghirahim, her arms hurting from how long she held him up.

Ghirahim: Finally, I'd much rather be laying in your lap than having you hold me closer to you like that.

Mizuki: Sorry, I like to be able to look you in the eyes. It's easier to see you when you aren't in my lap, thanks to these pains in my back.

Mizuki grumbled as she pointed to her breast that blocked the view of her lap.

Mizuki: I'm sure you're enjoying the shade they provide though, cause god forbid you get a tan.

Ghirahim: Really?! You act as if I never spend time out in the sun.

Mizuki: Why so offended if it's not true? *Yawn*

Ghirahim: How are you tired already?

Mizuki: Cause I'm comfortable, and I feel safe.

...

Ghirahim: What was it like in your world? I told you about mine, mind doing the same?

Mizuki: It... wasn't the worst, but it was bad. People killed each other so often that we were taught to not get out of sight.

Ghirahim: Sight from who?

Mizuki: Anyone, if someone witnessed something they could tell someone. I was taught to yell fire instead of help, because people will respond more frequently. So many women would rather be stuck in a forest with a bear than stuck with a man. The government was all over the place and always at other governments's throats. The rich got more wealth as the poor lost everything. There was so much tragedy that I learned to block it out and remain ignorant to the problems. But when I stopped worrying and looked around I could see such beautiful things, man made attractions that made beautiful memories, nature's beautiful flora and fauna, people having the best time of their life just being around each other. When I think of my world I think of tragedy, but in the middle of that tragedy is the beauty of life.

Mizuki had tears rolling down her cheeks as she spoke.

Mizuki: I never got to experience most of the world's beauty first hand, I never had the money. Working, going to college, taking care of my family... I never had much time either. But I hope to experience the beauty of Hyrule, maybe here I can actually try.

Mizuki and Ghirahim sat in the field for a few hours, talking about anything that popped up.

Mizuki: Dang, the sun has moved more than I thought. There is NO way it's been that long.

Ghirahim: Would you like to go home my queen?

Mizuki: By the goddess above, I love how you call me that. And yes I would like to go home, I have a recipe I wanna try for dinner that requires a lot of preparation.

As they packed up the few things they had and went home, they continued talking.

Mizuki: So, about that relic... If it were in the temple where do you think it would be?

Ghirahim: The most inconvenient spot.

Mizuki: And where would that be?

Ghirahim: No where we need to worry about for now... Why do you want this relic anyways?

Mizuki: I was hoping it could revive my friends... Even if it can't I still want it, if it can amplify my magic then I can protect my friends that are alive.

Ghirahim: I'm guessing you want to head back out tomorrow then?

Mizuki: Mhm, I wanna check every corner of that temple.

After they got back to Mizuki's house she got straight to work. As she prepared stuff for dinner she worked on lunch as well. Ghirahim came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, then he put his head on her shoulder.

Mizuki: Perfect timing, try this...

She picked out a small piece of the food with a spoon and gave it to Ghirahim.

Mizuki: Is that okay for lunch?

Ghirahim: I don't care what you make for lunch.

Mizuki: Is it good or not Ghira?

Ghirahim: It's fine.

Mizuki: Just fine? I guess I'll take what I can get... You're staying here again tonight I presume?

Ghirahim: Yes, unless you'd like to wait longer.

Mizuki: I'd prefer to leave as soon as possible tomorrow. Besides my couch, and my bed are open for you to sleep in.