¥Water and Fire Collide¥

¥Connection at First Sight¥

"What a wimp!" A tall red head said, insulting the blonde boy he had tossed onto the ground. His friends behind him laughing at the petit boy. "How about you go back to the school counselor Blonde! Tell them all about your 'emotional' problems!" Another said trying to mock the boy's squeaky British accent. They laugh again, insulting the boy more.
Every time, the blonde felt his soul crack more and more by the minute. Tears rushing down his cheeks like Niagara Falls, his cheeks tinted red from embarrassment and his eyes puffy. They called him things like 'Cry baby', 'Waterfall' and 'Petit Bitch'.
He could admit, he is emotional and small, but if they knew of his true power. They would be feared by him.
"Blonde going to stay quiet? What a shame...." The red head walked up to the petit boy and placed a finger under his chin. He scowled as he spoke.

"I'm going to give you something you won't forget."

His hand raises in the air, smirking devilishly, the blond shuts his eyes tight waiting for impact. Tears still rushing down his cheeks until he heard—

"Don't you fucking lay one finger on him."

The boys turn around to see a brunette boy with sky blue eyes. His hair went down to his shoulders, hair falling forward in front of his face. His face screamed anger, and his eyes reflected a small tint of crimson red.
The boys all stood still, eyes widen staring at the new challenger. It was as if, they all shrunk down in front of the brunette. The newcomer looked content, smirking. His lips parted as he spoke. "Now that I got your attention." His eyes narrowed.

"Fuck. Off."

He threats, the boys turn to each other and scurry off in fear.
The blonde boy is still on the the tiled floor, knees pulled up to his chest and his face buried in. The brunette walks slowly over to the blond, crouching down to his level. The small boy tilts his head slightly up towards where he was awaited to see those sky blue eyes.
"Are you ok-" before he could finish his sentence, the blonde threw his arms around the Latino and hugged him tightly. Though the brunette was surprised by the other boy's sudden action, he slowly hugged back. Tears soaked the brunette's blazer, but he didn't care. Sure. They just met, but they had a connection unlike no other. Like they had known each other for years.
They both pulled away, the Latino's hands still resting on the blonde's shoulders. "T-T-Thank y-you...." The blonde stutters giving a weak smile as the brunette rose to his feet. He offered a hand to the blond, almost accepting it immediately. "What's your name?" The brunette asks as cheerful as he could. "G-Garroth.." The blond boy stutters, shaking his hand. "Garroth, I like it. I'm Laurance." The Latino introduces himself, smiling back at Garroth.
"Wanna be friends?" Laurance questions. "Su-Sure..." Garroth replies looking down at his feet nodding. He may have just become his friend, but he still is really shy. Garroth pulls one of his blond curls behind his ear in shyness, blushing lightly. "Stutter much?" Laurance suddenly speaks, Garroth lifts his head up slightly and nods. "Well Garroth, lets get to class." Laurance smiles taking Garroth's hand, and pulling him along.

This was 13 years ago........

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"Laur! Are you ready to head out?" I yell up the stairs trying to get Laurance down here. "I'll be down in a minute!" He calls back, as I roll my eyes smirking.

He always takes forever to get dressed.....

I sit on the couch, staring out the window waiting for him to come down. Finally, I hear the stairs creak slightly, I turn my head to be welcomed by my brunette best friend. I stand up walking over to him, a smile plastered on my face. "You ready?" He asks, I roll my eyes once again. "You were the one taking forever! Come on!" I grab his hand, and we walk out the door to the car.
Grabbing his hand reminds me of when he pulled me along to class when we first met in 7th grade. "Hey, are we getting in the car or what?" Laurance jokes, I turn to see I am still holding his hand tight. I let go quickly and blush. "I-I'm sorry!" I squeak squeezing my eyes shut from the heat on my face. He chuckles placing his hand on my shoulder. "It's fine Gar. Let's just get in the car." He smirks walking to the drivers side.
I jumped into the passenger side, and turned to Laurance. I stared at his sky blue eyes that glistened like the summer sky, his lightly tinted pink cheeks that would get red when he was angry... Which by the way is all the time... Heh... But then, I would help take of that stress. The feeling of helping him when he is angry, or needs assistance when he's all Hot Headed.... Makes me just a little happier each time. Especially when he calms down. Now that I think about it, it's kinda like taking a cold bucket of water and dumping it on his head like he was on fire.

Water cools the fury off of fire's shoulders, and keeping them calm at all times.

Why does that phrase seem so familiar....

"Gar? You ok? You've been staring at me for a while now..." Laurance asks raising a eyebrow at me. I snap out of my trance and blush lightly again. "S-Sorry.. Just went off into my own world I guess...." I reply, not wanting to make it obvious that I was thinking about him. He just nods and says ok with a questionable tone, turning back to the road. Then I get back into my own thoughts. Thinking about helping him sounds like something I once heard.....

Nah, its probably just my imagination...