MikaYuu //Seraph Of The End\\

The Kiss

Before me and Mika's lips collided, the expresso Mika ordered had spilled. Which covered Mika's lap. How lucky...

Me and Mika both sat back down. Mika grabbed the cloth that was beside him and started to wipe his lap. He was scrubbing for about five minutes, so I just started to eat my curry. Spoon after spoon.

"Mika, is everything alright?"

I questioned, curious of his emotions. He might be mad at me for knocking it over in the first place, which would be unfortunate, considering what we were about to do... I don't understand, I'm straight, yet I wanted to kiss him. Is that what families normally do? No, it can't be. That's repulsive.

Mika looked at me and for the first time in forever, there was no smile.

"Don't look at me with those accusing eyes, Mika. It's your fault for leaning over the table."

Mika grinned at my statement, before he could say something, his face had a shocked/Scared expression. What have I done.

"Mika, is everything all right?"

There was no response. Maybe Mika was getting flashbacks thanks to the curry, that means my plan worked. I'll wait two or three minutes, if he's not okay by then....Then the worry will begin.

Waiting patiently, I looked up at Mika, the fear started to disappear from his face. His face was sweating.

"Mika..."

I reached over the table and rested my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down.

"Do you remember anything?"

I hope he remembers, if he does, then he'll surely remember me.

"Ugh. Just a boy. A black haired boy, his facial features are still unknown, I just can't figure out who he is."

YES, FINALLY! He kinda remembers me... just my hair, surely enough there's more.

"Anything else?"

"Not really, but this boy...He meant the world to me, I think."

Yes! Now all I need to do is bring him to the orphanage. That way all his childhood memories should return. I should probably drop this topic before he has a mental break down.

But still, 'He meant the world to me' Mika is defiantly remembering me. I just need to be patient. I don't recall Mika ever thinking the world of me. Either Mika never told me or I was just too spoiled to notice. I really wish I payed more attention in my childhood now.

"Mika, let's go,"

Impatiently, I grabbed Mika's wrist and dragged him towards the restaurant door, ignoring everyone.

"Yuu-chan!"

Mika called out my name, but I wasn't too concerned, I want to....No, I need to get to the orphanage. I have to bring back his memories, everything's so clear now. He must have amnesia, what else could it be? He lost his memories, but recalls a small black haired boy. This is one hundred percent my Mika.

Actually, didn't Mika tell me we had twenty minutes to make it to the restaurant? Yet it took us almost four hours.. Why did we even have twenty minutes? And how did it take us so long? Nevermind this, I need to bring Mika to the orphanage. Looking back at Mika, I seen him be dragged by my possessive hands. I don't really understand why, but once I had a grip on Mika I never wanted to let go. I could tell Mika was getting tired of running, He was starting to stumble over his own feet, his forehead looked sweaty and his hands were soaked. I could feel his sweat all over my own hands. But it wasn't like I cared, I have an objective that must be carried out.