Cry

Characters: Clarion Suzette, Milanor Reagan
Genre: Fluff, Turn Back That Clock

Milanor didn't expect this. Hell, no one expected it. The girl in front of him was on her knees--they were scraped really badly, bleeding and all--and she had managed to keep herself up by planting her palms straight onto the rocky pavement.

He could see that she was biting her bottom lip that was quivering rather violent, her eyes were glassy and teary--a hint that the pain had brought tears to her eyes. Still, it was.. rather amazing, she had managed to trip over some stone and came pummeling next to him. Their parents were close, apparently so Milanor was always in charge of taking care of her, seeing that he was 2 years older than her and he had better judgment compared to her.

Shaking away his train of thoughts, he instantly went over to her and examined her wounds. The skin on her palms were badly wounded, bits of sand and rocks were scattered all over her hands and there were some pieces stuck into her wounds. He winced mentally; that must've hurt...

Next time, he really must listen to her parents say that she was accident prone.

It was not long until tears streamed down her cheeks and sobbing softly. Seeing those tears, Milanor panicked. "A-Ahh.. U-Uh..! Clari, don't cry..!" He tried rubbing her back, ruffling her hair, and even hugging her--something he didn't really dared to do with girls, although his friends always noted that girls loved to stare his way--but to no avail.

The thing was, he didn't expect her to bury her head into his chest and hug him back.

...

Of course, that snot was gonna take some time to wash.

~End

Labels: Childhood Memories