A New Love in Paris (On-Hold For A While)

Prologue

Mayura's POV (February 14, 2021)

Konnichiwa. Konnichiwa, pain. Welcome to my heart. "Mayura... We..."

"No need to explain, Rokuro, Benio." I said as I faced the two of them, my tears, still evident on my face.

"Mayura... Gomenasai..." Benio apologized as she reached and grabbed my hand. Rokuro apologized as well, but I held his hand and intertwined it with Benio's, which is holding on to mine. "You should have at least told me... I.. I would've atleast... Baked some cake, or---"

"Mayura, onegai! Stop acting like you're fine, wakata?" Rokuro angrily shouted in front of my face. Benio's emerald eyes are currently graced with tears. "Gomenasai... Mayura."

I smiled at them. The warmest smile in regards to their relationship. The relationship that they've been hiding from me for almost a year. And... Their anniversary is also my birthday. "Happy Valentine's! Omedato! I'll go home now, you two should be on a date now, you know..." I tried to laugh it off, but instead, I cried. Why do I have to be so weak? I have to face it, yet... I ran away.

It turns out that the 'Day of the Hearts' really shouldn't have been my birthday. I saw it with my own eyes. How they kissed each other and greeted one another by the words "Happy Anniversary!" Maybe... I am not meant for love.

"Mayura---matte, MAYURA!" they both screamed my name as I ran away from them, crying. I've been running for a while now and I realized that I reached the bridge. I slowly climbed to the edge, as the wind blows away my blonde-turned-lime hair and my black skirt. I sang, more likely hummed, to myself. "Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to me~~~ Happy birthday, happy birthday~~~ Happy birthday to---" I was cut off when I started crying again. I gulped, and then I smiled at the setting sun as the tears can't hide themselves from my eyes anymore.

"Me." I was about to jump when someone said, "Matte, miss, don't do it!" but too late. My feet worked on themselves as I let them fall. I'm falling. I'm falling again. And this time, I won't hope that he will catch me once again. "Daisuki, Rokuro. Daisuki, Benio, Gomenasai, Minna...."

-TIMESKIP, NIGHTTIME.-

What... What is this sensation? Why does it feel like... "Ow.." ugh. My head hurts. And I forgot, I'm in Kyoto, not in Narukami. So... As I remembered, I jumped into the water for my birthday wish: to die. And who would've saved me? Rokuro and Benio are the only people that I know here in Kyoto, and I'm sure that I ran as fast as possible just to get away from them, so...

"Not now, Arima... No, I just came here! Ugh, seriously?! Why can't I get a vacation?! You do know that I miss roaming around here in Kyoto, do you? In Paris?!" did he just say... Paris?! And wait, who is he, anyways? "Umm---" "Fine! As long as I'll have next month for myself!" then he ended the call. Speaking of him... He's soaking wet as well... Could it be...

"Are you alright, miss? He said, covering his head with his hoodie. And why is he wearing a hoodie? "Hai... Arigatou... Gomenasai for the trouble..." I sincerely said as I bowed my head. He just stayed silent. "You're... Beautiful."

... NANI?! "Eh?" I was flustered, I even stuttered. How the fudge did he say that, knowing that he is talking to a complete stranger? "Ah! Sorry... It's just..." he struggled, finding words to complete his sentence. "Otomi Mayura." I said, taking his hand. And why did I take his hand?! You're so stupid, Mayura.

I don't know if he's smiling though. He covered his mouth with a mask and his hair with a hoodie, so I can only see his eyes.

It glowed in the dark. FYI, we're currently at the fields right beside the bridge. And it's nighttime, so it is dark. Only the moon shone its light on us, together with the stars.

But, back to his eyes... I was mesmerized. An icy blue, reminding me of the sky. I just stared in awe when he broke the silence with a sigh. Okay, that was awkward.

"It seems that you're fine now." he said. His voice, so cold, yet it was gently imprinted in my memory. As if it's some kind of symphony or something. "Hai... I am. I'm sorry again..." I shyly said. "I'll take you to the night market. I'm sure that there will be some kind of transportation mode that can take you home." he offered me his hand, and I took it.

I smiled. It was so warm. "By the way, who are you?" I asked. "It's better if you don't know." he answered. Rude.

"Otomi Mayura... One of the news journalists of the 'Tokyo's Timeline,' right?" he knows? But how?! "How did you know---" "It's a secret." "Hmph! You 'secretive and strange saviour!'" "That doesn't make any sense." and that was the conversation that I had with the 'mystery man' as he walked me to the night market. But we stopped by the dangoe stall and heard a group of girls chatting with each other. "Gals, did you know? One of the hottest models in the whole wide world, Ikaruga Shimon, is reportedly here, in Kyoto!" "Really?! As in, right now?" "You've got to be kidding me!"

A world-class professional model, here, in Kyoto?! I was about to ask the girls, when the man suddenly pulled me closer to him. "I'll drop you by at the gaming stalls." he said as he hurried away from the group of girls, which is startled at his actions. "matt-matte!! Oui, ergh... Oui, stop!" I pleaded. I need more information about that for the next issue this coming March. He didn't listen though. But he stopped, and I heard a familiar yell.

"Oui! What are you doing to our best friend?!" Rokuro asked, which is the reason that he released me and Benio grabbed me. "It's okay, Mayura. We're here." she said, as she glared at the man, who is also glaring at her. "And matte... Why are you both wet?! Don't tell me you---" "He saved me." I corrected, as I can see that the man sighed in relief. "Thank you." he said. "Well, it seems that you found your friends." he walked closer to me, but Rokuro stopped him. "Okay, no more coming near her, man. You saved her, so Arigatou--- Oui! What are you--- oh..." And the three of us are shocked as the man took my hand gently, and kissed it... Without taking his mask off. "Oh. My. Kamisama!" Benio exclaimed, fangirling internally. "Oui, B-benio! Now's not the right time---" "Shut up, twerp." the man retorted. "Hey, who told you---"

"Mayura..." and... When did we go to the first name basis? Okay, I don't mind. "Hai?" "Don't commit suicide during your birthday, got it?" he said.

Rokuro and Benio's jaws dropped. "SUICIDE?!" I bit my lower lip. "Wakata..." "OK. Fancy meeting you. Until then."

He passed by us and waved us goodbye. "Au revoir!" Rokuro and Benio still dropped their jaws. I just stared at the mysterious man in the hoodie. "Au revoir... Monsieur Sauveur."

DISCLAIMER:

I ONLY OWN THE PLOT. EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS. So... How is it? I hope you liked the prologue, minna-san! This is my second, Shimayu fanfic. Teehee~~

So, this story will slowly update, since I still have to finish 'My Knight in Crimson Armor' and I'll also be working on a one-shot book. It'll be entitled 'Sunshine and Moonlight,' and I'll be accepting requests for it.

So that's all, minna-san! Jusque là~~~