TheSimplicityofIt

He was absolutely beautiful.    At least, that's what I thought of him as.    And there he was, laying beside me, his head nuzzled into a pillow. His disheveled hair blocked his eyes as he slept.    Tooru was the one to confess first. My first thought was that it had to have been a joke. His friends clearly had to have dared him to come up to me because there was no way the captain of the boys' volleyball team had any real interest in me.    I shot him down to save the heartache, but the boy was consistent in bumping into me everywhere from that day on, swearing that his feelings are completely and honestly the truth. The dork even we

    “Tsk, I don't get this,” Rin grumbled next to me as I browsed the shoe section in search for a pair of booties for my mother. “Can't you just shop online like a normal person?”    “It's less than a week until Christmas, Rin!” I explained to him for what felt like the millionth time today. “There's no way all my gifts would come in time for everyone.”    “That's why there's a thing called express shipping.” he tapped the top of my head with his index finger as if I were a child. Granted with his height, I probably did look like a small child from afar when standing next to him.

"This movie looks ghastly." a monotone voice spoke from behind my place on the couch.    I've been planted here for merely five hours already and I wasn't planning on getting up anytime soon.    "Oh, hush," I waved Loki off with a flick of my wrist, not allowing my eyes to look away from my computer screen.    My laptop rested on my knees, my socked feet perched on top of the coffee table. I'm almost shocked that he hasn't told me off yet about them being there, but I'm already too engulfed in the movie playing before me already to even question him.    "Didn't you watch this rubbish just last night?'    Loki leaned over my shoulder to

    "Kaoru, move your butt off the couch and help me!" I nudged his leg with my foot.    Kaoru was sat, lounging on the sofa, gawking at the television screen across the room. He had been sitting here all morning now, flipping through channels.    "That all depends on what I'm helping you with." his gaze switched from the TV to me, a cheeky grin plastered on his face.    "No, no, no!" I shook my head, flustered at what he was implying. "Tomorrow's my mother's birthday and I said I'd bake the cake. I need you to help me with it."    "That doesn't sound like fun," he groaned, looking past me towards the TV once more. "Besides, I'll more

Everything was going smoothly on our way home from our two-week long mission. Lucy and I were up front, talking side by side about the new edition of Sorcerer Magazine while Natsu and Gray paraded behind us. They were bickering for the umpteenth time today about something that I didn't bother to pay any attention to. Happy was most likely walking beside them.   He wasn't too happy with me at the moment, as I had stepped on his tail by accident while trying to help out Natsu take down a monster. No matter how many apologies nor the amount of fish offered would let the little guy glance in my direction.       “We're only a few moments

I woke up from my slumber in a darkened haze. My hands clutched empty bed sheets, making me jolt upright in a sudden memorization that I didn't fall asleep in my room. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch in the living room if I remembered correctly.   Soul and I were binge-watching a whole bunch of movies since my weapon was out for the night. He must have nudged me in the middle of my sleep and told me to go sleep in my own bed while he took the couch for the night.   I can't really remember. My mind was incoherent as it was still filled with sleep.   Faint piano music waltzed its way into my ears.   I swung my legs over the side of th

 “Kid, I'm bored.” the uninterested girl with a short attention span groaned as she laid, spread out on the couch. Kid, himself, sat directly across from her on the other couch, only a small mahogany colored table was separating them. He wasn't bored at all like the other young Meister in front of him. He was too absorbed in the new book he got yesterday. “Well, I don't know what to tell you.” he looked over to the girl from the top of his book. She laid on her back, one hand under her head, the other resting on her stomach as she stared up at the ceiling with a bored haze in her eyes. Her hair was on one side of her

“Rin!”    “What is it now?”    I grinned at the annoyed devil in the door frame. His shoulder was leaning against the side, arms crossed. This was the fifth time this morning that I called him up to my room.    “I ran out of tissues,” I pointed to the empty box that was held tissues that stood on my nightstand. Ever since I got home last night, my nose has started to hate me as well as my throat.    I always found it strange how even though just an hour ago you were completely fine and dandy and then the next be congested with a sore throat and have a high fever. It's like all of a sudden while you're w