Unexpected Love

Extra Chapter/ not canon

Guy and I have been friends for a short time, maybe months? Ha, I lost track…

He was a new kid at my school. The girls in my class… no school, found him handsome, charming, and flirty.

For the first day, every little lady was revolving around him endlessly, asking for his number, and the spotlight being completely focused on him and the rest of his days. How could I blame them? For the usual high school type, he was the perfect example.

An American foreigner who transferred to Japan, has a well built body, street style clothes, playboy, a charming smile, and is great at sports. You get the jinx of it,

He was perfect.

I didn't really pay much attention to him, since he wasn't the only transferee in my class and moreover focused on myself.

But on that day, the day he approached and spoke to me, that smile… I sort've understood why the ladies were attracted to him. He was truly appealing and captivating.

From that day on, he kept approaching me, interacting with me and started conversations between us anytime he got the chance. I giggled at this, thinking he was only playing with me since I was the all-time famous top student in my class, only befriending me for answers. That's what everybody does.

But I was wrong, he was different, he didn’t befriend me for answers, to get good scores on tests, he was already smart on his own. He befriended me, because he thought I was lonely, he was the only one who saw the loneliness in my eyes, and he admitted to wanting to change that.

He surprised me at first, but I grew fond of his company, and in the snap of a finger, we were inseparable… friends. And I enjoyed what he brought with him.

We went to try things I never did, visit aquariums, eat lunches on food stalls, go to carnivals, parks, ski on ice, and play the sand with the sounding waves on beaches. He was the person who introduced me to ‘fun’.

And I smiled the brightest with him, I was vividly enamored by his presence, and his smile… was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

His vibrant red hair that flowed like fire, tangled yet artistic in every angle, those fiery crimson eyes that always looked at me with such emotion, his perfectly tanned skin, the black headband he would always stupidly wear. His humorous and amusing personality was what made him perfect.

I felt warm, the radiance he brought to me, was a magnificent feeling, I felt alive, I felt the glorious enthusiasm this world had to bring. How the colors of this world was a vivid and vibrant place.

To look at its beauty and not its imperfections.

As time went by, I wasn't able to focus much on my studies, my grades slowly began to plummet and soon my Mother took notice. She prohibited me from hanging out with Guy from then on. That I should focus more on my studies since ‘that is what was best for me.’

I couldn't argue with her, I never argued with my mother to begin with, if she dislikes something I do, I'll follow without protests. Why? Because she's my mother, she only wants what's best for me.

But it was Guy, who she couldn't take from my life, we ended up hanging out and going on friendly dates without her knowing. I was hesitant, I never disobeyed my mother's words before, but doing so, it felt so… pleasant to try something new.

And so we continued our daily hangouts like regular behind my Mother's back.

Until one day, on a summer night, where the moon shone bright. He declared to me something I never expected, yet wanted.

“Rimuru… I… I love you..”

That phrase, that one phrase, made my cold, empty heart, beat at a rapid pace, my eyes fluttered with desire. A feeling that builded inside me over the days we've spent together.

I, too, wanted to say yes, that I felt that same way.

Yet a part of me said no,

I was a religious christian, I couldn't have feelings for the same gender, could I? If I heeded and listened to my utmost, truthful desires… What would my family think of me? What would the God I've been following think of me? I couldn't… I couldn't tell him… That I've been longing for him… all this time..

“I'm sorry, Guy… I think we’re better just as friends.” The moment I said that, a wave of guilt and regret washed over me. My voice was hesitant, trying to discard eye contact as I looked away from his gaze.

I couldn't bare it. To see his wounding expression as I rejected his confession. I felt nauseous, knowing how those mere words, injured Guy’s feelings.
It was a lie… all those words were a lie.
My own preferences on myself is what led to this.

I felt a lump that curled up in my throat. Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over, yet he fought to hold them back, refusing to let his emotions get the better of him in this difficult moment.

His voice was hoarse as he spoke, he had to take a moment before speaking, as the words seemed to catch stuck to his esophagus.

“Maybe in another universe, then?”

“Yes, maybe…”

With those words, he bowed before he left, faking a smile as we bid our farewells. As soon as I lost sight of Guy, the tears I've been holding bursted like a river.

I couldn't take it.

I loved him far more than I expected.

Was this truly the right choice? To live in a life where I'm not even honest with my self?

If only I was born a girl… maybe the laws this world made… wouldn't have objected between us.

In that moment, it felt like my life broke into a billion peaces.

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After that one night, Guy and I lessened our contact, we didn't speak much, the usual greets we exchanged came to a halt. Our interactions with each other felt awkward.

And so my life went back the way it was. The repititive cycle of studying for the future.

Guy found his own set of friends. And everytime I gazed at him. I would remember our times together.

He seemed happy, perhaps that is what I believe.

Months went by, and before I knew it, Guy was dating my elder sister. Velzard.

Of all people, really?

Color me surprised, it was unexpected. It was… painful to see how fast he moved on. I at least wanted him to remorse our memories together for a little longer as much as I have. But what could I do at this point?

I rejected him, it was my choice for it to end that way.

Years go by, and I graduated from my business course in college. Velzard, being the nice sister she is, invited me to Guy and her wedding…

A part of me wanted to decline the offer. I wouldn't be able to bare the fact that Guy was marrying someone that's not me. To see someone else walk down the aisle, instead of me…

It hurts, that guilty feeling washed over me like a hot iron. I had to decline, but the moment I was about to, she looked so happy, so excited, overjoyed that she was getting married to her boyfriend of five years… I changed my mind, I accepted the invitation.

The day of the wedding, bright and colorful colors lightened the cathedral, sitting on the back corner bench as I see my sister waling down the aisle with my brother, Veldora beside her. The happiest look on her face.

This place, is vibrant, yet everything felt grey to me.

Oh, Guy… I wanted to be the one to marry you… was it my fault it didn't happen? Yes, yes it was, and it always has been.

God, help me… I can't bare it… he looks so happy with her… God… why was I born a boy? Was it your will for me to meet him? And then come to love him, yet not being able to? Was it…? Why is it a sin to love someone so dearly…?

Guy… I love you… I've been wanting to hold you all these years… but I don't have to worry… Velzard is a good woman, she'll love you as much as I do.

You're everything I wanted… why can't I have you..?

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