I'm All Yours

Chapter XIX - Damien

Heyo~! So, I wasn't actually planning on upating today, but hey, it's Christmas!

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Ps. This chapter isn't too jolly D:

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"Umm, can I help you?"

Good job, great thing to first ask a person who emerges from some trees.

Grey haired guy pauses mid step and cocks his head to the side.

"You don't remember me?" His voice is deep and smooth, it's quite nice to listen to.

I stare at him, trying to figure out if I've seen him before.

He looks to be around my age, or only a few years older. His grey hair is short and dishevelled and his body is tanned and toned... Or at least from what I can see with my main source of light being the moon.

But his eyes. So blue, so familiar, I've definitely seen them before. Not only just from when I saw him as a wolf, but almost like a memory.

Suddenly a feeling of familiarity washes over me as my mind recollects memories from the last time I saw these eyes.

-flashback-

"Ready or not, here I come!"

I yell out to the trees, spinning around to see if I can find my classmates hiding anywhere.

My 7 year old self giggles softly as I peak behind a bush expecting to see one of my friends. A frown slips onto my face as I discover no one is there.

I let out an annoyed 'hmph' as I turn around and walk over to another tree, when I pause, hearing a rustle off to the side.

A smirk slips onto my face.

Gotchya.

I tiptoe quietly to the bush, trying to contain my giggles of excitement.

"Found you!" I squeak out in delight before my eyes catch hold of a young boy crouching on the ground looking up at me, his silver hair falling into his eyes.

"You're not from my class?" I ask curiously, titling my head to the side to get a better look at him.

He didn't respond, only standing up slowly until he reached my height.

His blue eyes stared into mine as his face remained emotionless.

"You have very blue eyes!" I say happily, hoping to get him to talk.

He didn't say anything, only a small smile slipping onto his face.

"You don't talk very much, do you?"

Still no response.

My eyes trail down his dark blue shirt, white shorts that now had dirt and grass stains on them, to his bare feet.

"Where are your shoes?"

The boy just stared at me.

"I like you!" I exclaim, a grin slipping onto my face.

"My name is Andy, and we're going to be friends!" I stick my hand out, waiting for him to shake it.

After a few moments he slowly reaches his hand out to grab mine, shaking it lightly.