I Hate Everything About You

Chapter 5

Murky and heavy clouds gathered above the old city of Montreal. The gales had prepared themselves, ready to strike its sharpened talons against sensitive human cheeks. Temperatures dropped drastically from a bearable but high summer temperature of 26 celsius, akin to these degrees which would have been more appropriate during autumn. Then in the middle of the summer holidays. The crackling summer heat clashed against the chilling sharp talons, one scratch, two and three on the fourth thrumming tension the skies opened their water locks. A steady deluge of large pelting water droplets released themselves from the confines of the darkened skies. Slapping against the asphalt, bouncing into the newly created puddles along the walkway and making it very difficult for pedestrians.

To see more than two paces ahead of them, feathery light mist rose up from the still summer induced soil. One of these pedestrians was a young boy with blonde hair a pair of vibrant green eyes and one annoyed scowl painted across the La Reine heir's facial features. Yuri had not been prepared for this when he left the manor the sun had been visible and teased its rays along the walkway, it had been hot. So Yuri had worn a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, on his feet were some sandals. Such items would be useful during summer weather but not with this, torrential downpour that had decided to drop every remaining water particle. The young blonde trodded toward his destination, from the manor. It was just about fifteen minutes to walk if the weather had been more pleasant. But with the constant rain distorted the young seven-year-old Yuri's view ahead of the road.

/Stupid weather, stupid rain!Stupid wind.../The young La Reine heir groused to himself as he was making his way towards one specific house. Hurried splashes against the larger puddles conquering the walkway. Interrupted the blonde's thoughts, green eyes peered at a blob of a slightly taller figure coming closer and closer. "Isabella Ji-Min Yang get back here right now! You will catch a cold in this weather." Shouted an older man in his mid 40's but meeting the defiant bright blue gaze of his only daughter. A frustrated sigh escaped the lips of Yeong-Cheol Yang. "But Dad!? Yuri is not here yet. I want to meet him halfway so he does not get lost!" Isabella was determined to meet up with Yuri as her eleven-year-old hands, snatched a large umbrella. And sprinted further away from the open door, feet covered in warm rain boots. Which sploshed and splashed against the large puddles. Umbrella creating a temporary barrier from the deluge, surrounding the young girl. "Bellbell?" Yuri asked into the rain, as the form of his only female friend merged into a more familiar appearance. Of long black hair caught in two low pigtails and a pair of bright blue eyes. Yuri blinked as the rain was hindered from drenching him further. "Queenie! I'm so glad...you look like a drowned cat!?" Isabella abruptly stopped in her joy of seeing that her blonde friend had been able to follow along with the right street. But the sight of him, blonde hair slithered against the younger boy's forehead. Now under the large umbrella, Isabella furrowed her brows at the soaking wet summer shorts. Bare feet covered by open sandals and Yuri's t-shirt had not been spared from the rain."Am not a cat! I'm a boy..." Yuri argued that was until some drops of water had entered his nostrils. It was not right to have such a flicker of water disrupt the sensitive hairs. Green eyes closed and a pressure built up until a violent sneeze escaped the younger blonde's nose.

Isabella could not help but giggle a little, as she ushered her younger friend closer to her house and her family's antique shop."You need dry clothes, Yuri. And a hot shower..." Isabella muttered as the two of them walked through the rain only to be met with her father's brown eyes. Greeting the two of them by the door, as Yeong - Cheol squatted down to meet the two children at his eye level. His daughter could be dealt with later about her lack of open ears. But now there was a very dripping wet La Reine in his townhouse foyer. "I am glad to know you found your way in this weather Yuri," Yeong-Cheol said as he told Isabella to fetch some towels and to start the shower. Yuri slowly shrugged off his soaked sandals, the feet red and blotched from the resulting heat of the house. Compared to the weather outside, the younger blonde winced as his toes ached from the sudden change in temperature. "It was hot and the sun was visible when I walked from home and then it became even more hot...and cold..at the same time, then the rain came down." The older man nodded while listening to one of his daughter's friends. Even if she only had kept attached to those boys for well over a year now.