It was just like a dream.
No.
A nightmare was more like it.
For who would want to be left by their warm, loving parents? None.
Yet, there he was, smiling his best smile. A smile that was sent from the deepest depth of his heart when he saw her for the first time, coming out of the shadows behind her brother's back.
True. It was partly her blush and stuttered words that made him chuckle. However, it was something else that had calmed his heart. Something else about her created a warm feeling inside of him. He knew that somehow, she would be a vital part of his life. That together, they would complete one another. And that they were made for each other.
Well, actually no, the boy didn't have such thoughts in his mind. Still, she certainly made him smile. It was probably her shy nature or her matured aura. It could even be that cold, but at the same time, warm stare of hers. It could be just her as a whole.
For once, he had finally smiled from the bottom of his heart after the death of his parents. Indeed, he smiled a lot as if nothing happened, but never as heartfelt as then. It was like a whisper from his parents, telling him that she could fill the void in his heart.
"You lose something for something else in return."
It was ironic. Had his parents not left him, he wouldn't have met her. He would soon learn that, after all, she was another form of happiness that would numb the pain in his heart.
Of course, some parts of him felt guilty to be happy so soon after losing his loved ones, nevertheless he was more certain that his parents loved him more than anything to let him grieve on. So, he accepted things as it was and just followed the flow of life.
Meanwhile, as normal as any boy at the age of eleven, he found himself attracted to his best friend's sister. And that marked the start of the friendship between the two.
Therefore, it was like in a dream, since a nightmare was also a dream. For it to change into the sweetest of dreams was also possible.
Her reddish black hair, deep reddish-brown eyes, and reddened cheeks brought color to his life once more. And at that moment, despite the stutters, her words made everything in his world became clear.
"W-well, I hope we can be good friends then."
That, he did hope from the bottom of his heart.
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La Prima Luna (The First Moon)
Fanfic[Story is being rewritten due to some left-out informations/plot and for the sake of a better flow of story. Hopefully it will be done by next February when I actually have the time to write and edit. I'm terribly sorry for dear readers who have fol...
