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             Chole was on the train.  She was aoout to return to Paris after three years aboard in London, Italy, and Spain. She felt so nervous.

             Luka's  POV:

                I arrived at the train station as I awaited her arrival. I hoped she would rememeber me. We had not seen each other in years. We had exactly been on the best of terms with one another the day she left. I had
     gotten back from an akuma attack all worn out, my left shoulder grazed and it was then she told me she was going away for three years.  I had snapped, yelled at her, and told her "Go ahead and leave then!  See if I care!"   The trouble was I had cared.  I suppose in some ways I still did. Why else was I hear waiting on her?

              A few hours later, I saw a train as it pulled into the station. I saw many strangers get off, then I saw her. I would recognize that pretty blonde hair and blue eyes anywhere. I loved the way the sunlight hit her hair and made it shine.  I loved her smile and everything else about her. 

             
           "Chole Bougerious?"

              I saw her turn around as if she could not believe her ears.

             "Luka Cuffaine, look at you and with a beard too! Wow!"

             "Yes, I see you got taller and even more pretty than I remembered while you were away!"

               "I have so much to tell you."

               "I have so much to tell you, too."

               "Oh, you go first, I insist, ladies first."

               I heard her chuck. Boy, I missed her laugh too.

               "I had this friend I met while I was in Spain. We hit it off, and I dated him for a few weeks. But then, Sheila happened."

               "Sheila, what are you talking about Chole?"

              "I mean, Tom cheated on me with Sheila. So,after almost a month of dating him, we broke up. I caught him making out with her in the back stage room at one of the theaters I acted in while I was away on tour. "

              " The sad thing was he did not even try to deny it."

                   I  saw the pain in her eyes and heard the sorrow in her voice.

                "I am sorry you had go through all that then." I lied. (Deep down I knew I loved her and did not want to see her with someone else.)

                 "It is alright, you do not have to pretend. He obviously was not right for me."

                  "Chole,you have something right there!"  I pointed to her chin.

                   "What is it?  Did some of my makeup smear, or is it food?"

                     "No it is this," I said and leaned in close, I heard her breath close to mine.

                      I kissed her chin. I heard her sobs. How dare that jerk hurt my Chole?

                      "Chole,shh, he is not worth it. Babe, you are worth more."

                        "Luka,I-I..."

                        "Chole, I love you!" I muttered as I held a handerchief up to her eyes, and wiped away her tears.

                         "K-Kiss me!"

                          I  did not hesisate. I knew she probably did not know what she was saying as she was broken by this heartless Tom person, but I closed the gap between us, as I stood closer, and kissed her.

                         The kiss was slow at first, then she blushed. I felt her pull away, gasp, and mumble, "L-Luka,you are the best!"

                            I whispered in her ear, "Does this mean you want more kisses?  There are plenty more where that one came from darling."

                            Chole nodded her head. "Luka, do not ever love someone else."

                             "Never, you are the only one for me, Chole."

                             "Will you go out with me this Saturday? Say 8 pm?  Dinner and a movie?"

                             "Yes, Luka, I would love too."

                               I loved the way my name sounded on her lips. I looked back at them and saw she licked them.

                               "Someone wants more kisses from her man."

                               I kissed her again before she could respond.

                             This time she returned the kiss. Boy, it was the best kiss!  It was only the third one I had in my life. The first one was from a former girlfriend years ago. The second from Queen Bee once when she rescued me and the third one from Chole.

                               "I love you, Chole."
   
                               "I love you too, Luka!"

                                the end

                               Until the next Lukaloe one-shot story,

                             bye-bye, little owlets!

                            Summer out!