Sora & Fumiko

Chapter Thirty-one

There was so much about Sora that I still didn't know, so much that I hoped he would tell me but for now I was willing to let things stay as they were. Spending as much time as I did with him made me realize just how much I knew about him and yet how much I didn't. There was always a bridge between us, a gap that told me I had yet to know him as he did me. Why was he always so kind? Why didn't he want to talk about his past? And why did he always pretend everything was okay? - All the questions I wanted to ask but couldn't drum up the courage to. I feared he might never tell me anything but the only thing I wanted to know was how he really felt. What was going on in his mind and how I could help him.

"Fumiko, Come on, let me fix your hair for you!" My mom complained while taking my brush from me.

"It's okay mom, I'm going to wear my hair like this" I said pulling my hair up over my head into a ponytail.

"Nonsense! Let me do it for you. You have to look good for your birthday!"

"Mom-"

"Sit here, let me do it"

I slouched on the chair I was sitting on as my mother combed my hair for my birthday party. I didn't really want to detest her doing everything for me today like picking out my dress, cake, decorations etc. But I wanted to at least fix my hair by myself.

"You look very beautiful"

"Thanks mom" I smiled as I ran my hand down my sapphire blue party dress.

"I can't believe my baby girl is turning seventeen" she laughed.

I smiled at the mirror across from us as I saw my reflection. I truly looked beautiful, maybe beautiful enough to catch Sora's eye.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing" I said softly.

"It's okay to feel a little sad when you're growing up."

I nodded to her silently and she finished fixing my hair.

"It just means you're getting older and wiser"

I sat up and looked at my hair before nodding again and turning to her.

"Mom, how old were you when you realized you loved dad?"

Pink tinted my mother's cheeks as she smiled to herself, her eyes glowing.

"I was only nineteen"

"Really?"

"I knew he was the one because every time I saw him, my heart would race and he be the only one on my mind." She continued.

I smiled at her words and clenched the top of my dress.

So it's true. That's what love is

I only wish Sora felt the same way about me.

"Fumiko, I'm going to get the cake out so you can go ahead and get ready"

I got up and left for my room but as soon as I was in the hall I ran into my father.

"Wow! Fumiko, you look beautiful!" He said jeering me. I smiled at my dad sadly, his eyes curious when he saw my expression. "Fumiko, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just tired"

"You have to cheer up before everyone gets here. I don't think it'll look good if they see you this way"

"I know"

"And I doubt Sora would want to see you sad"

"Dad" I said looking up into his dark brown eyes.