My Dear Aiden

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"What did you dream about?" I asked Aiden, as we were leaving the hospital room, "Oh, uh, I guess it was more of a vision than a dream." He looked at me, "No, more like a memory. Not a vision." He smiled, Why do I see him the way I do? "But enough about me, how are you?" He put his left arm around me, uhhhh. He pulled me in closer, "N-not bad, actually." don't make it as obvious as he makes it. "So you don't want to know what happened after you know, you basically destroyed a huge area of the country?" He looked at me, then suddenly looked upset, "What did I do?" I looked at him and smiled, "Nothing wrong, I mean you definitely didn't steal anything." Nothing at all.

"Steal, why would I steal!" He looked at me and got close to me. I closed in on his face, Let's see if you can handle this! "Oh, I don't know, for your own benefits. Such as my..." I stopped, and looked around to see if anyone was around, "Your what? Heart!" he smiled and tried to corner me in the wall, trying to be cheesy, "N-no, I was going to say my phone, but I was checking to see if anyone was around." I immediately shoved him back, "You don't know me well enough to do that." He leaned against the wall, giving this charming prince-like pose, "Well, in order for that to happen allow me to take you out on a date." This idiot! "Why would I allow this." He smiled and grabbed my hand, and gave me a flower, "It is up to you to accept or decline."

Soon he turned to his right arm, "Ahh, that hurt. I forgot not to use it that much." I inspected the flower, it was strange. Different from the ones I have seen. It was a red and black, sort of matching with the color of my clothes. Did he do this on purpose? Is he trying to flatter me? Am I supposed to like him? "Stone, Hugo did want to talk to you about something." I looked down and started to play with my hair. Had it always felt so smooth? Hm, guess it has. "About what? He lied to us, so why would I trust him." He looked away, "He doesn't deserve to talk to me." I looked at him, turned around to him. Making him face me, "Listen, Stone. You lie almost all the time." He looked down, as though accepting this, "And you expect greatness from him? How could you expect so much, when you yourself lie." He was going to say something but then gave up.

"Yeah, I see where you're coming from. Alright I'll go talk with him. You have to be there however. " he continued to walk, as though nothing happened. He put his hand up, "See ya round, Kaaaiiii!" W-What!? "Who are you calling Kai?" I yelled at him. He turned around awkwardly smiling, "Y-you." He tried to say it without laughing, "Don't ever call me Kai." He looked at me and then walked back in front of me, "Okay I won't, Ki." He put his finger on my nose and softly or playfully pushed it down. "Stop." I told him, looking at him, dead in the eyes. "Umm... how do you say cute in Japanese?" How did you know!? "I-I'm not Japanese." I told him, looking to my side.

"Yes you are. That's where hai comes from, it means yes in Japanese. Right?" I mean yeah. "Unless you are half, or part." I looked at him, "I will not tell you either way." From what I learned off my phone, kawaii has been used a lot in these years. And there is also anime? Whatever that should be. "Have you noticed something Kaida?" He questioned me, as though I knew what he was thinking, "What." He looked at me, his eyes, they're mesmerizing.

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