Lost Boy

Chapter 8

I looked up at Yuma in awe. What was he doing here out in the middle of the rainfall with me underneath his umbrella? "Just go ahead and take it." he simply replied, looking down at the ground. I blinked twice, before reaching out towards the umbrella. Yuma watched me do all my little movements. I hesitated to take the umbrella, but I took it anyway, our hands accidentally touching.

Yuma just stared into my ice blue eyes as I stared into his rusty magenta ones. I continued to look at him, before having the umbrella close one me. That's when I heard his laugh for the first time, and it sounded like, Bear's. I blinked twice, lifting the umbrella up so I can see him. I began to laugh with him for a sort while, when he put the umbrella back up, giving me the most gentlest smiles I've ever seen him have.

"You should get back to the Sakamaki Manor. Mythical is probably worried about you." Yuma told me, before standing up. I saw that he was all soaked, and I watched him. "Actually, I don't know my way back to the Sakamaki Manor. I'm kind of . . . lost." I admitted, looking down. I heard him chuckle, before looking down at me. "Then come with me back to the Mukami Manor, I'll take you back to the Sakamaki Manor in the morning or when the rain stops." Yuma suggested, and I nodded I agreement.

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After a couple of hours at the Mukami Manor, Yuma and I got close. I actually began to believe that he was Bear because I asked him all his favorite things while he asked mine. We had a lot in common, and I was surprised to see that. I drank my hot chocolate that he made a for me, and it tasted really sweet. He must've put sugar cubes in it. I thought quietly to myself.

I felt a blanket being draped over my shoulder, and I looked up to see Yuma in a sweater. His hair in his usual messy bun. He sat down behind me, wrapping his arms around my smaller figure, even though I am a little around his height. "It's nice to have you back, Wolf." Yuma admitted, looking down at me. "You too, Bear, I mean Yuma! Whichever you prefer!!" I replied. He laughed at me statement, which made me blush in embarrassment.

"Yuma would be fine, Mason." he smiled, before popping a sugar-cube into his mouth. I chuckled, before sipping my hot chocolate down at I leaned back against his chest. I don't know why, but this feels . . . right. I mean, yeah its been a long time since I've seen Bear, even though I've been seeing him as Yuma, but . . . I have this weird fluttery feeling inside me. "Hey Mason, " Yuma began, and I looked up at him. "Wha-"

I was silenced when he placed a sugar cube onto my lips, using his. I tried not to blush, but I could feel my cheeks flaming up. Mason, keep it together!! You are straight, not gay!!! I mentally noted to myself, and I stared up at Yuma. "Just eat the damn thing." Yuma teased, before popping it into my mouth with his thumb. I was shocked, I didn't except this much from Yuma, or this much kindness. Well, he is Bear. The boy you knew since you were 9 years old. I thought, looking down at my mug.

That's when I felt his fingers running through my hair. "Y-Yuma?" I asked, but he just continued to play with my hair. "Just shut, I'm concentrating." Yuma replied, holding a few pony tail holders in his mouth. I blushed lightly, looking down at my mug again. He let me take a drink, before continuing to mess with my hair. Honestly, I was really curious to see what he was doing, but I knew I couldn't.

I felt my hair being pulled back into a messy ponytail, and he tied it up. "That suits you better." Yuma complimented, and I smiled. "Thanks." I replied, before leaning back against his chest again. We still sat close to the fire place on the couch, when I yawned gently. "Tired?" Yum asked, suddenly letting out a big yawn. "Yeah." I replied, and that's when he picked me up. "At least get washed up, I'll put out the fire or die it down." Yuma told me, and I nodded.

I took a long, refreshing shower, and I hummed. I wad quite glad that Yuma was being generous, but it was weird the same time these past few months. Getting into aggressive fights and all. I finished showering, before getting dressed back into my socks, jeans, and shirt. I placed my sneakers near the chair with my hoodie on it. I wiped off my hair, placing it back into a messy pony tail. I looked over at the bed, which was already made for sleeping in. I immediately got in and it was . . . SO COMFY.

I have never felt something as comfortable as this since I was in Hell in my mansion. I inhaled the pillows scent, and smiled. It smelled exactly like Yuma. I hummed, before feeling the bed sink behind me. I turned around, seeing Yuma himself. "You don't mind if I do something, do you?" he asked, and I shook my head. "No, why-" before I could finish, Yuma kissed me. ON THE LIPS. My eyes widened to the size of saucers as I felt my cheeks warm up.

He pulled away, and smirked. "Good night, Mason." Yuma told me, before snuggling into me. "G-Good night, Y-Yuma." I replied, blushing darker, and before I knew it, I was asleep with him.

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OMG. I AM HORRIBLE. I will let people draw Yuma x Mason but oh my god. I made them kiss. I MADE THEM KISS. >//////< I am horrible!!! Anyways, I hope you liked Ch. 8 lovelies. Yes, if you are an Adrienette shipper (so am I), I put the umbrella scene in here for Mason and Yuma. Love you lovelies!!! <3

-Author-Chan