He sits ontop of me.
"B-Blake what are you doing?!" He presses his lips on mine and slips his tongue into my mouth. I couldn't push him away. Oh god, oh god. I love you so d*mn much, Blossom. He pulls away and lays beside me.
"Blossom, I had to get that outta my system. Am sorry, I just... I don't know what got into me." I smile shyly at him.
"I-it's alright Blake just don't scare me like that... Can I feel your heartbeat?" He nods happily and I place my hand on his heart. I feel a surge of energy go through me. I jolt back to see Blake's eyes glowing. "Blake what's wrong with you?" His face is straight.
"I feel... powerful, Blossom. What did you do?"
"I... I don't know but you look... different. Your eyes are blue now. Just blue. Two different shades but blue." He laughs.
"I get it, they are two different shades of blue now." He kisses me.
"Why do you keep kissing me?!" He shrugs.
"I don't know, Smurfette." I frown.
"Don't call me that."
"Why not?"
"Because am not blonde, tiny, or even blue." He paused for a moment.
"Yeah but she's pretty." I roll my eyes.
"Just don't call me that."
"Alright, Juvia."
"Who's Juvia, Blake?" He laughs.
"An anime character who reminds me of you." I pause for a moment trying to figure out what he's talking about.
"Why?"
"she's like you. Outcast because of her Rain. You almost look like her too." I haven't seen myself in a mirror before.
"What do I look like, Blake?" He smiles at me and kisses me.
"Your the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on. You have long blue hair and eyes dark like the deep sea itself. Your teeth are as white as they can be and your skin is pale like Snow White." I grin as he continues. "You look like perfection... no... you are perfection. Don't let anybody tell you different. Okay Juvia?" I nod.
"Don't forget my real name though, Blake."
"How could i forget the name of the prettiest flower I've ever seen?" I shrug.
"Because am not beautiful."
"If you weren't beautiful, why would I tell you that you were?" If only you knew, Blake. He lifts my chin up so am looking at him.
"Am not like the people from your past. This is the new world. You are our queen and we love you." I hang my head when he lets go.
"Blake, there's something I need to tell you."
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Left alone
FantasyBlossom, a young girl, born with blue hair is an outcast. When the world is starting to come to an end she leaves her city and home behind to live in an underground town with a boy her age, a wise elderly woman, and a couple of others. The wise woma...
