The Ghost Woman and the Hunter

Feeling: nutty
staring at the sun no rays down on me i call you in my arms embrace is unreal
The light hit her black hair just right causing it to shine. There was a gentle hand that slid across her shoulder to gently embrace her cheek. A smile flashed upon her face. Two unusually bright green eyes looked into the much darker brown ones of the boy standing behind her. He was taller. Though, it is natural for the Japanese girl to be shorter then most. Of course, that doesn't mean that she wasn't bigger then life. As he stepped in front of her, it was obvious that this girl was held up high by the boy. That she meant everything. Their story was perfect. They met in a dark point of both of their lives. The girl was a bastard child, orphaned since she was six months old. The boy? He has been taking care of himself ever since the man he calls his father began to try to take over his life. They found a similar love though. Through music they found each other. His tastes are very picky, but somehow, she filled each taste completely through her singing. Her soul was so beautiful to him and it was just the thought of someone actually loving her that made the girl happy. Something so real that neither one of them would ever want to give up. As his fingers moved to gently rub across her light pink lips, her eyes closed. She grabbed his hand, kissing each finger gently. A blush erupted across his scarred face. Even behind the hood the girl could see. She loved that stupid grin. She loved everything about him. It was mutual if even stronger from him. Yet, neither one of them thought that they knew what love was let alone to actually love. So to them, this feeling was so strong it burned as something different. They knew it was love, yet, they couldn't say it. They couldn't speak it. And that was how it was. The girl opened her eyes to look into his. He smiled down at her like he normally did. He thought it was an obsession, a need. He needed to be with her. She made him feel whole. She made him feel something that he couldn't get from his only best friend, his sister. This small Japanese girl somehow filled in this void that had been festering for quite a long time. For him, the adventure was worth traveling. The thought was just amazing. And he would give up every part of his life to walk it with her. Of course, for her, it was just showing some sort of emotion. For so long the girl held everything in. He made her feel. He made her want something. There was so much she could show, but everything was new to her. There really wasn't a void for her to fill. There wasn't some hurt in her heart. There was nothing but anger. Even then, she didn't want to show anything. The smile that was across her lips was something only he would see. Only he would know. And as he leaned down to place his lips on hers, their hearts jumped in their chests. The pounding made it hard for them to breathe. Yet, all of this, every second, felt right. They were so nervous that they were afraid to ruin the moment. They couldn't understand what the feeling was. They didn't understand at all. The emotionless leader and the scarred loner. Devon and Kaika. This is how it would be.
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You gonna write another chapter any time soon?
you write beautifully