"But let's not dwindle on my past. How about yours? Being the sun and all. Yours must be waaayyy more interesting than mine" I covered quickly.

For a moment he stayed silent, his face was unseen, being covered by his hair. I felt a breeze pass and I shivered.
I rubbed my arms hoping to get some friction. Luceat seemed to notice and a look of concern passed his face.

"Maybe tomorrow. Let's get inside, it's getting cold and you must be freezing" He said.

I scoffed, I didn't even know there was an 'inside' but I talked back, "Don't change the subject mister"

He chuckled, "You really are a stubborn girl"

He continued with grabbing my hand in his and before I had the time to protest, he lifted it to his mouth and kissed the knuckles of my hands and a warmth passed me.

I looked up toward him and my eyes widened in amazement. He was looking, straight into my eyes. The gaze pierced straight into me, as if reading my soul.

Then he was glowing, the glow the sun would radiate when it was sharing its warmth.

"C'mon princess, let's get you inside".

There was that damned nickname again.

He dragged me but I didn't resist. I followed him, feet synchronizing and I looked up to our intertwined hands and realized something.

He was telling me what to do. And i did not like that. I snatched my arm back from him and glared

"What do you think you're doing?" I spat. He wasn't going to boss me around. No one was.

A look of hurt flashed over his face and he got closer to me. He took back my arm and re-intertwined our fingers.

"Quit being stubborn for a second. I just don't want you getting sick, alright?" He sighed

He looked into my eyes as if asking for permission, and I sighed. "Fine, lead the way."

He grinned, and took off. Us running through the jungle to this supposed 'inside'

A thought occured to me, I've never met someone like him. His presence was not the same as everybody elses.

His Glow.
His warmth.
His playfulness.
Him.

I have never seen something so different, and that made realize.
Normal was boring, but Different? It's uniqe and beautiful.

He was uniqe and beautiful.

I unknowingly smiled and gripped his hand back. Maybe this could be the start of a beautiful yet odd friendship. And I'd like that.

I shifted my gaze onto him and somehow he felt it. He turned his head to look at me and grinned.

Oh, if only I knew.
1. That grin was something that would come to make me feel loved in the future.
2. Or how it would tear me, and my heart apart. Piece by piece into a million parts.