Feeling Emotions |Takashi Morinozuka|

10- Once Upon a Not So Bitter Meeting

Hello Beauties! This part is a backstory about Zafeíri and Tamaki. This backstory could lead into another one, please comment or vote. 

Thanks for reading,

Rynn <3

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On a dark rainy day of a particularly bitter December, I was running from a couple mean kids. My breathing was heavy and adrenaline was pumping through my every vain. Due to my panicking, I was running clumsily. Even though I was trying to run faster than I ever had before, the bullies were almost running on the heels of my feet. Hyperventilating, I stumbled over my own feet and fell. My knees skidded along the concrete, bringing salty tears to my eyes. 

My terrorists laughed, automatically bringing the insidious smiles of every movie villain to life. They glared at me and moved closer. I looked around frantically, trying to find someone who might help me. However, before I spotted anyone they blocked the path of my eyes. One by one, they took turns beating the already little breath I had left out of me. In between hits, I caught a fleeting glimpse of bright violet. 

Suddenly, my attackers were pulled away from me. When I looked up, a bright eyed boy dressed in high end clothes was yelling at the kids that were hurting me. I heard clips of sentences, bringing tears to my eyes once again, though not so sad ones this time. The boy walked over to me kneeling down, stunning me with his charismatic gaze. 

"Are you okay?" He questioned. 

I wiped my eyes, the mess of my hands burned due to the salt piercing the wound. I nod, my ragged hair bobbing up and down in sync with my head. He nods back and then laughs pulling a stick out of my hair. He tries to pull me back up, and fails due to the fact that I pull him into a puddle with me.

My eyes snap to him, eyes wide, worried that he might do something rash. I start to back away, until he looks at his ruined clothes and starts chuckling at the situation. My eyes widen more, if possible, and I begin to giggle along with him. 

"I," I stutter. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't even worry about it, it's fine." He beamed, looking me in the eyes. 

I furrow my brows with confusion. " Why," I start but then stop until he raises his eyebrow, encouraging me to go on. " Why are you being so nice to me?" 

Now it was his turn to look at me in puzzlement. "Why would I be mean?"

I don't know if it was the way he said it, in complete sincerity, or the stunned look he gave me but it made me want to tell him everything. 

" I don't know," I began. " It could be my clothes, or hair, or name for that matter." 

A normal person would probably agree and look away or maybe even walk away. This boy was so far from normal that he looked me straight in the eyes and continued to talk to me. I couldn't even remember when the last time I had a normal conversation with someone other than my parents. 

"Who would do that?"

I sighed and responded. "Almost every other child our age."

He shook his head. " Well, that's not who I am. What's your name, anyways?"  

I grinned at him. "Zafeíri Lemieux. What's yours?" 

"My name's Tamaki Suoh. Oh, and for the record, your name is pretty cool. Light, I mean honestly, that's a cool last name. What does Zafeíri mean?" 

"It's Sapphire in Greek." He smiles and then is wracked with shivers, finally realizing that we were still sitting in the freezing cold. 

"Tamaki," I begin. " You know I'm fine, so you can go home now." 

He looks at me quizzically, as if thinking something over. "You're right I should get home, but you should get somewhere warm too, do you want to come over to my house?" He asks, helping me up.

"Uh..." He looks at me with the vibrant purple of his eyes and I give in. " Fine, but we need to stop by my house so I can ask permission, okay?" He nods, and we walk along the light grey pavement riddled with dirty snow grinning the entire way. All of a sudden, the bitter day didn't seem so bitter anymore.