La Nuit Tourne Paranormal

Chapter Two

We pull into a parking lot outside of a restaurant beside the river, not too far from where we train at. I wonder what kind of restaurant this is? I can't really tell... reading French is a bit harder than speaking it sometimes... but then again the sign is hanging on for dear life.

He parks as he stands up and takes his helmet off, as his vibrant white hair falls over his face, covering his honey brown eyes... my heart begins to race as he runs his fingers through his hair and chuckles at me.

"You could leave it on, I wouldn't mind." My cheeks burn red as I begin to understand what he means... he's such an asshole about teasing me. I slide my helmet off as I sit it on the bike and glare at him.

"You could keep your mouth quiet too." I say realizing how stupid I sound... I cringe at myself as he laughs.
"You should make me keep my mouth quiet." He smirks at me as I scoff at his arrogance.

I walk past him and towards the small, older style restaurant, taking in the scenery as I begin to realize that we're at a bakery. I begin to smell the yeast in the bread as a smile spreads across my face. Mmm, fresh croissants and doughnuts.

"When we first moved here, we use to come here a lot..." He says trailing off.
I tuck my hair behind my ear as the wind begins to blow my hair around my face as I stop to turn to look at him.

"Why did you stop coming?" I ask him as he embraces my eye contact and deepens the connection by closing the space between us, standing inches in front of me.
"We never had the time." He tucks my hair back behind my ear, that the wind blew out of place as his touch sends shivers down my spine.
"I wanted to bring you because it's special to me."

His words begin to make my heart beat faster against my chest... he wants to share something special to him with me? His ability to make me instantly nervous is still crazy to me.

"I- Then shall we?" I stutter as I smile at him nervously. My words can't seem to operate correctly...

He smiles back at me as he leads me across the parking lot as I take in the sun setting behind us near the river, it's very beautiful and serene. I'm happy I was able to spend more time here, even if it is basically working.

We make it to the steps that lead into the small bakery as Itsuki opens the door for me and holds it for me as he turns to me and motions for me to enter. I oblige as I walk past him inside as I take in the architecture of the old fashioned interior... it's almost as if I've walked into the sixtes.

I smile as Itsuki shuts the door and walks behind me as he begins to chuckle next to my ear sending shivers down my spine.
"I always ordered a tarte Bourdaloue when we would come... it's absolutely amazing." He begins to almost drool as I laugh at him.

"Make it two of those then."
Itsuki orders our food as I stand quietly beside him as the woman at the counter stares at Itsuki, I'm sure it's because of his unique appearance. I watch as she puts in our order and continues to stare at Itsuki.

It didn't ever cross my mind before... but Itsuki is a very likable person, everyone around him gravitates towards him, he's special. I smile as he turns to me as we walk over to a table and sit down across from each other.

I begin to stare at him as I realize he also has that affect that he has on other people, on me. He slightly grins at me as his cheeks turn a slight shade of red, he lets his vibrant white hair fall over his face. Is he blushing?

I tuck my hair behind my ear as I shift awkwardly in my seat... why am I so nervous around him? As I'm lost in my thought I watch as he finally begins to glance at me through his hair as he creates eye contact with me, my heart begins to race.