Remembering Sir Tisoy

Salad

A/N: Anong meron at trip manakit ng DTBY at mga bagong updated fics dito sa WP? Sakit mga bes! So, here's a short update to ease your (my) pain.

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"'San na 'yon?" Maine asks Sheen as they make their way out of their room.

Sheen looks over to her, putting her face a little bit closer to Maine's. Her eyes roamed around Maine's for a few seconds, trying to examine what she meant by her question.

"Luh, concerned lang? Uuuuuyyyy, worried siya para kay Sir Tisoy niya!" she teases, swirling her pointer finger in front of Maine's face.

"Sheen, kanina ka pa ah. Tigilan mo ako," Maine says, slapping Sheen's finger, and even looking away from her to emphasise how annoyed she was.

"Woi, kung alam ko lang, miss na miss mo na siya eh."

"SHEEN!"

"Siyempre miss na 'ko niyan. Sampung taon ba naman ang lumipas," Richard calls out - seemingly coming out of nowhere.

This sends Maine to jump a little from her position. She looks back and sees Richard standing with his arms crossed over his chest, beside Sheen. His head bowed, but his eyes looking straight at her - staring as if they were apologising. She pauses to look at him, examining his face. Ten years did you good, Sir Tisoy, she thought to herself. She shook her head to get rid of the thought when she started to feel heat on her cheeks. She swiftly turns around, palming her left cheek to hide its red tint. She starts to walk slowly without making a sound.

Richard starts to follow her, keeping a safe distance as he didn't know what approaching her would do. She sensed that he was following her, and she somehow didn't mind at all. She wanted to test out how far he would go, and so she continues walking, not knowing herself where her feet were going to take her.

Maine paused from her tracks and kept looking forward. Richard stopped as well, upon seeing her do so. He kept on looking at her until he realised that she was fixated on something in front of her. His eyes lit up when he saw the overt view of wild flowers staring back at them. They both heard about it before setting foot on these mountains. Coincidentally, they both decided not to pay much attention to looking for it because they heard that it was very hard to find.

Hues of purple, red, and yellow, and specks of white, were scattered over a bed of green. It all sat underneath rows of gigantic trees, whilst a hint of morning mist was still present in the air. It almost looked like a place you would only see in fairytales - places where you never knew would actually exist in real life. Soon enough, Richard saw her making her way towards the field. He kept on his spot, examining her every move. With her hair in a braid, her black tank top showing off her shoulders, her shorts emphasising her height, and the setting that she was unveiling herself into; he couldn't help but find her breathtaking.

All of a sudden, she disappeared from his sight. He makes his way to where he last set eyes on her, until he realised that she has now laid down on her back. She was watching the sky like it was showing her favorite movie, or maybe as if it was playing home videos from her childhood. A half smile crept on her face, as she inhaled the fresh air and accepted the situation that she was in. He started to crouch down on a spot beside her, and he found himself laying on his back as well, watching with her as if she had given him a ticket or was holding the remote to the VCR player.

"Hindi sila mukhang cotton candy ngayon," he says to try and break the silence.

She doesn't reply, but instead starts to look intently at the clouds. She stays like so, for a few minutes and then she decided that it was time for her to speak up.

"What do the clouds look like, Sir?"

"Your question is too late because I'm no longer looking at the clouds, Ms. Mendoza."

"Then what are you looking at?" she said, ending this by turning her face to see him.

"You."