Love is Blind, Babe (Zene one-shot)

Love is blind

Gene, a black-gray haired teen orphaned at six, lives in a personal tree house in a small forest. Small rabbits and snakes guarded the grounds below, waiting to either bite Gene or cuddle him, depending on the day. A few feet away is another tree house, a trolley system connecting them. A wire, a large plank, and a pulley kept the two tree houses intact in his system. Gene now often used it to keep away invigilates away from wrecking his home. The group consisted of a white haired girl, a dark brown haired boy, and a strange boy with red eyes. It was weird, but not nearly as weird as an orphan kid living in a tree house in clothes that don't even fit him.

The young teen was lying in his bed, reading the same book for the one-thousandth time. Gene was smart for a kid his age. He has gotten away with pick pocketing for a long time, only caught a few times and given warnings. He soon moved on to large things: phones and laptops. Of course, he had gotten it yet, but today was the day.

He was going to find his first victim.

Gene jumped off of the small bed, the thin green blanket on which he was laying on, falling to the ground. He carefully stepped onto the square plank and pulled himself across the wire to the other side, reaching the other tree house. He hopped off and climbed down a ladder to the bottom. Gene sat, patiently waiting for either the group of kids or someone who looks like they have a phone.

Unfortunately, the first one to visit was them. "Hey orphan." The leader was the white haired one, her purple eyes glimmering.

Gene growls. "Go away. I'm doing something."

"Sitting down and wondering what it's like to go to school?" the red-eyes one remarks.

"Will you guys ever leave me alone for a day?" Gene sits up, angered.

The small brown-haired one stays silent. "Then maybe we should make a deal." The girl speaks up.

Gene shakes his head. "I would never make a deal with people like you." He hisses.

Red-eyes perks up. "What did we ever do to you?"

"You guys bother me every day, though I know I haven't done anything to you! Got that red-eyes?"

The boy corners Gene into the side of the tree. "What did you call me?"

"Red-eyes! That's what I called you!" Gene repeats.

Gene winces as the other buries a fist in him. "Don't call me that, orphan!"

"THEN STOP CALLING ME ORPHAN!" Gene shouts, punching the brown haired child in the jaw. He falls to the ground, clenching his face.

"That's it!" The boy stands up, grabbing Gene and continually punching him.

The smallest of them all pushes the kid away from Gene. "Leave him alone!"

Gene looks up, tears cornering his eyes.

"Vylad? What are you doing?" the red-eyed kid stares at him.

"He didn't do anything wrong, Zenix!" Vylads' voice was small and fragile, but it was loud.

"He punched me!" Zenix shouts.

Vylad pushes away Zenix, but ends up getting punched and pushed to the ground. "Stay with your new friend. We don't need you. Right Sasha?"

The white haired girl nods. "Right. Don't even think about coming around us."

The two leave and Vylad sits up. "Even though they already said it, my name is Vylad. What's yours?"

Gene stares at the smaller kid. His bright green eyes still sparkled in the sun, though he just went through, and witnessed, a fight. "Gene." He simply responds.