She had been seeching for hours.
It was getting cold now. Kiri could see her breath, the soft pants that dropped from her lips as soft green eyes moved over the near abandoned streets, the dim light of dusk falling to create lingering spaces of isolation, perfect backgrounds for a run away boy with too many emotions in his body to handle.
The gas station light flickered, wet gravel crunching under her boots. The wind brushed over her sweaty skin but she didn’t seem to car, her eyes moving to take in the shadows of the ally way besides the convient store down the road from his house. He liked to come her. It was close and in a part of the neighborhood that didn’t ask questions when he asked for a pack of smokes, so long as he had the money. It was a place he was known to go, for a smoke or an icy or a lighter, but it was so small Kiri had almost forgetten about it in her search for him.
But there he was, leaned up all nice a pretty with his wounds on display. Red painted over his pale skin, covering that brush of soft freckles that decorated his skin, a mark on his flesh for each touch her hand longed to give him, each brush of her lips on his body. He was breathing softly, but he did not seem relaxed, his body tenses as his head and body leaned forward, arms up to rest on his legs so that fingers could curl into blond strands, pulling, yanking on his hair like he could rip the thoughts from his mind.
She was at his side in an instant, her eyes trained on him as she allowed her vision to settle into the shadows he curled himself in. She said nothing, did nothing. She simply sat next to him leaning her head back up against the brick wall of the convenient store and she listened to the sounds of people arguing and honking horn as she waited. Yuko didn’t leave her waiting long.
He never had liked silence between them.
The words were rough, and she almost flinched at how she can almost hear the tears in his voice. He didn’t lift his head but there was a crack as a sob ripped through him.
“I’m a fucking psycho, just like they all say. I’m unstable, you shouldn’t be around me-“
“You‘re gonna miss third period.”
She cut him off before he could say anymore.
“We are going over the test today. Come on, we gotta go. We’ll be late.”
Yuko snapped up, not understanding as she grabbed his hand. Her skin was soft, her tiny hand wrapping around his.
He watched her ignore him, her fingers only curling more firmly.
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