Red as a Cherry

Lilac brushed his way down the busy streets of New York, bumping into people occasionally and getting dirty looks from girls who probably cause Global Warming. Lilac Bending normally keeps to himself- A perfectly chivalrous guy, he thinks of himself as. He'll smile if he ever accidentally makes eye-contact, he'll wave when he sees someone he knows and apologise when he merely gets in someones way. 

Lilac was often described as unusually attractive by his mates. Lilac didn't see it himself, but many people thought of him as attractive. It bewildered him how he couldn't feel the same about himself or any other human at all. There was something so dull about human beings that Lilac just couldn't word. They talk too much, they're so colourless. Maybe he was into vibrant, silent types.

He was accused of being gay by his parents multiple times, but no, he felt no attraction to males, just appreciation for their existence. It was the same with women too. He thought there was just something missing and all Lilac wanted to do was find out what it was.

As Lilac paused at a road crossing he turned his gaze towards the right down Coreesaboss Street. Lilac had never walked down that street, particularly because he didn't appreciate the name, but also because it was the much longer way to work and it was a shady place. It was rare to see deserted streets in the big apple but Lilac felt he needed space from people for a while, he didn't mind the longer walk, he was early anyway. 

Lilac took a sudden turn, earning a few curses from a surprised pregnant women. He quickly apologised and was released from the crowd of people. He could feel the eyes on his back as he walked down the shadiest street in New York.

"What do you think a guy like him is doing walking down THAT street?!"

"Could be a drug dealer."

"Doubt it, I mean, LOOK at him."

"Not all drug dealers are ugly, SHARON!"

"Yeah, GOD SHARON! YOU'RE SO PATHETIC."

The arguments went on but Lilac chose to block them out. He knew better than to trust the instinct of the people in this city. They'll judge anything just for the sake of a gossip topic.

He continued to trudge down the empty, quiet street. It slightly uneased Lilac that a street like this could be so deserted. There was nothing wrong, empty, slightly molded houses. A playground at the end of the road. And as Lilac turned a corner he even saw a dainty little dog park. How strange, why would anyone ever insist that this street was bad?

Lilac, the curiosity eating at him, walked to the small dog park. As he got closer he could read a sign at the front entrance, saying, 'Coreesaboss Dog Park- Where a boring dog can be a cooler dog and hit on pretty bitches'

Jeezus. Wonder how popular this place got, Lilac thought. 

Once Lilac had made it to the over-the-top dog park, he tilted his head and looked across at what the park had in store. Bushes outlined the park, covering the fences in vines and wild flowers. He could see cones organised in zig-zags for dogs to run around, a ball dispenser beside it, pale blue tunnels varying in size, there was even a little doggy playhouse with a slide at the end. 

How cute, Lilac thought.

He walked inside and brushed his fingers along the bushes until he was on the other side of the playhouse. There was more stuff on this side, a trampoline, a staircase which lead underground that I immediately distrusted, and a bunch of other stuff. 

But what caught Lilac's eye wasn't the questionably safe dog toys, but...

(You all guessed it)

... A fire hydrant.

And the black heart Lilac had thought was dead for so long began to beat faster than light.

She was gorgeous. As red as a cherry.

"My little cherry."