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"Are you okay Kai?" Akio asked out of nowhere.

"No, not at all." her hands rattle as her cup shakes against the plate.

"I think you had too much caffeine." Alice said calmly taking her tea cup and plate away from her.

"No it's not that." she said as her hands tremble alone "Its my promotion to get paid. If I don't get it sooner or later then how am I supposed to go sight seeing. And tomarrow is one of our customer's granddaughter's birthday and if I fail we're doomed-"

Akio placed his hand on top of her's, her eyes widen in surprise as he intertwined his fingers with hers automatically calming her down. Her heart jolts as a calm breeze comes into the classroom, only to feel Akio's warmth.

This was a feeling she hasn't had towards any one's touch. It was calming. It was soothing as the surroundings in the room was fuzzy, only to see Akio's beautiful purple blue eyes calming looking at her. "Is this okay?" he asks looking at their hands with a warm grin and a tint of pink on his face.

She slightly nods as they stood there for a moment. Her heart was racing like mad person. Not like a bad way, but in the best way anyone could imagine.

A rush of heat came up across her face as she noticed her friends watching them.

A man with dirty blonde hair clears his throat catching both of our attentions. We both turned our heads to see a huge devious smile across his face, so does Alice.

 We both turned our heads to see a huge devious smile across his face, so does Alice

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"You guys make a great couple." he says, making both of them blush. Letting go of each other's hand and shoving their face into their scarfs.

His name is Alfred Jones. He came to Japan in the same time Alice did. Both from the U.K. With the same interests, they feel in love.

"You guys do." Alice added chuckling.

I don't know, Alice. Kai thought. Love is like wind. You can't see it, but you can feel it. And I'm unsure with myself I feel it. Hopefully I'm not lying to myself...

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