Love is a sickness.

Chapter 1: Strange Meeting.

It was a warm summer day. Kids were swimming, everyone was happy-....

Who am I kidding? It's autumn. Cold, wet and dirty. Everywhere you look are kids playing with dirty leaves, making 'mud angels' and chasing each other. Annoying little brats.

Luckily, I dont do such things. I hate getting dirty. I want myself and my belongings to be clean.

A friend of mine, Hanji Zoe, is trying to set me up too, which makes my current vacation even worse. She showed up with girls AND boys, not sure whether I'm straight or gay or even bisexual.

To be honest, I am almost sure that I'm A-sexual. I dont show love and affection towards anyone. Let alone to ever fall in love with someone.

Right now, I'm in one of the biggest parks in the city, watching those little brats. There was something strange about them though. I felt.. Relaxed.

I moved closer to the group,sitting down on the bench near them. I looked closely and now noticed, they were all teenagers. That's not why I felt relaxed though.

I felt relaxed by two beautiful, happy, emerald eyes gazing in my grey, emotionless ones. It lasted for only five seconds or so, but it felt like an era.

I looked at my surroundings, not sure whether to look at the group again or to leave this park. My feelings went from relaxed, to a heart-racing, nauseous making feeling, which actually was pleasurable.

I stayed seated on that bench for a while, and noticed the beautiful boy glancing at me every now and then. I tried not to stare at him which got harder as time passed.

I eventually stood up when they were getting ready to leave the park themselves. I now noticed the length of the boy, his posture and style. It surprised me. I thought he was either really slim and short, or slim and tall. I never thought he would be quite toned as well. 

I caught myself staring at him again and wanted to look away, only to find out he was walking up to me. I slowly looked up to meet his gaze and took a deep breath, asking as cold as possible, "What do you want?"

"I'm clearly not the one, or the only one at least, who wants something. You have been staring quite alot," the brat answered and smirked.

I let out a sound of annoyance when really, I wasn't all that annoyed. "Just answer my damn question, kid." I said, less cold than before but still in an emotionless tone.

"Give me your number."

"Why would I? I don't know who you are."

"Fine. Come with me."

"No."

"It wasn't a question."

Damn, this brat is resistant, I have to admit that. Making no move whatsoever, I stared at him with a slight annoyed look on my face, to which he only chuckled. 

"Weren't expecting that, eh? You'd be surprised of all the things you don't expect from me."

I was getting just a little worried inside. What could he possibly mean? Something sexual? Or judgement? Was he an undercover agent? Was he a robber? Murderer? Abusive?

All these thoughts slipped in my mind as I thought about what his secrets could be.

He must've noticed, because he was laughing, "Oh gosh, don't you worry about such things. You'll find out what my secrets are eventually. Well, that is if you agree to give me your number or to come with me."

I took a deep breath, "I'm busy." I lied.

"Bullshit." He answered and now had a serious look on his face, which was kind of intimidating.

I didn't answer for a while. He just kept on waiting.

"How about both?" He eventually asked and inched closer to me.

I took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "Fine. Both."

He smiled and took my hand now, "'Then let's have some fun."

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First chapter done! Tell me what you think and if it needs improvements whatsoever. 

Love you guys!