"Y-you can't be serious!" I quickly shouted to her; my cheeks burning from embarassment.

Who wouldn't be embarassed when someone asks you to adopt them! This is not any sophisticated movie or opera to make this scenario alive.

The black haired stranger narrowed one red eyes at me and frown. "I'm serious."

She seems to be disappointed with my sudden statement, yet that's because her statement was... unexpected.

I have would adopt him when his no stranger to me - but the point is, I don't know his name or real intention of me adopting him.

Before I could even explain my outburst, the boiling from the pot gets even louder as I forgotten her for a minute and instantly rushed to it.

The hair from the nape of my neck raised as I felt her stare digging holes on my skin. I glanced at her for a minute as she watched me with an eerie aura coming from her.

I quickly turn back my attention to the silverware, and take off it's lid - closing the stove with my other hand.

Questions running in my mind as I cool down the cocoa infront of me - as I stated before - they were tons of questions I have for her, but one question made it way from the top of my list because of her statement.

'Why Me...?'

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Clearing my mind, holding my warm red mug, and watching her as she literary dunk down all the content of her Hello kitty imprinted mug in her mouth (refilling it sooner), all I could do is listen to my own thoughts and heartbeat.

We're both sitting down - completely opposite to each (or face to face) - in my dining room.

She seems comfortable with my querying gaze, but I'm not comfortable at her simple glance that she shoots me from time to time.

It's hard to explain what kind of aura she is emitting. It's seems like it's a combination of Innocence and Mischief - How? I don't know, but she have that vibe around her.

I don't know what is this stranger want from me, yet I couldn't just accept her proposal with no reason,
Specifically because she seems to have that vibe, or that I don't know her and her real conclusion.

Finally mustering up the courage I have collected, I asked her;
"Why did you choose me of all people to... adopt you...?"

The howl of the wind suddenly become stronger, but soon died down as her red eyes met mine. She is halfway putting her (now) pink lips on the mouth of the mug when I asked that question.

I gulped down the saliva in my mouth as I waited for her to answer me.

But She didn't gave me any verbal response; only a plastic smile. Then, she continued to drink the content of her mug.

I looked at her with an annoyed expression before sighing in disappoitment.

I thought it would be easier for me to wait, yet I'm growing impatient by the seconds

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My eyes finally wander to the antique ebony grandfather clock in the living room. (that can be seen on the open doorway from the dining room)

Squinting my eyes, I notice that I spent an hour patiently spending a 'lovely time' with this stranger that dodge any of my valuable questions.

My senses falters when I heard a loud contact of two glasses compacting each other - for a minute, I thought my soul wanted to leave my body - yet, I turn my attention towards her and notice that she purposely put down her mug on the glass covered table heavily (maybe to catch my attention).

I'm hoping to finally know what reason she stored for me - and maybe she can answer my questions-

Yet, once she closed her eyes in a deceiving manner made me frown at her.

"Well, since I finished all of my cocoa," She beam me an innocent looking smile "Can I have yours?"

I glance at the glass pitcher and almost drop my jaw - I am sure that it was 3.5 liters awhile ago (with the help of the white label that is printed each sides of it)

How unbelievable...! She emptied half of my cookies in the cookie jar, and now she finished the cocoa I stocked?

How unbelievable indeed.

I stare at her with an impassive expression om my face as she again, ask for my permission to take my now lukewarm cocoa.

I waited for her until she says 'please', yet it took her 6 tries to do so.

The corners of my mouth twitch up when facepalm at me when I didn't even acknowledge her need.

I slide my red mug towards her, giving her a small smile. Her red eyes suddenly glistens when the mug was fina she gingerly took it from me while mentioning words of gratitude.

I only sip one time from my mug - obviously because it was long forgotten because of the questions I have for her.

She examine the mug for a minute, and put her pink lips on the mouth and emptying it with one go.

She put it down - now carefully - and slides the two empty mugs aside.

She interwines her fingers together (one with red stitches while the other, untouched.), put her elbows on the table, and lean her head on the interwined fingers as she beam me another innocent smile.

"Well," Her smile widen into a grin. "For beginners - I'm interested on how you treat the child yesterday."

I cough at her, stopping her from her own explanation and stated, "Anyone can treat children nicely,"

She blinks at me and let out a chuckle - which kind of shock me, since I assume she only giggles - and said. "Yes - but not genuinely"

I was about to open my mouth when she put a slim finger on her lips - signaling me to quiet down to let her finish her full explanation - and I did.

"For me, you remind me of my... teacher." Her smiled almost look genuine, "Who treat and thought of my being as his own child; Disregarding the fact that he have 3 biological ones"

I nodded at her solemnly. 'So she's also an orphan child under the CGG's care.' I gave her a sympathetic smile. 'I'm glad there are other people who wants to help them out there...'

"I'm honestly confused what emotion I felt whenever I am with him, yet, He knew it was happiness." She stated honestly, while staring into my eyes

Her gaze never faltered, and her red eyes almost look glassy. She seems like she's fighting over invisible tears that threatens to fall,

And with that kind of sight from her - I almost feel the urge to pat her back and soothe her - yet, I didn't.

"He introduced me the feeling of emotions- Happiness, Sadness, and Love - which are foreign to me, since I never encounter it truly" she added, the words coming from her mouth seems scripted - like she memorize all of them - yet the honesty in her voice is a proof she isn't lying one single bit.

"It was late when I realize that I thought of him as my father and loved him as one..." She chuckled sadly, "I can give him my gratitude and tell him that I thought of him as a father and wishes him to get well, but... I'm not even sure if he could hear me or not,"

When she told me that, the first thing that came into my head was that her 'teacher' died, yet there's hope glistening in her eyes as she said the next sentence.

"He's now in what we call 'Vegetative state' due to a dangerous mission, the percentage of him waking up is very low... but it's not bad to hope for the better,"

Her gaze drop as she sadly smiled at the table.
I don't know what kind of emotion I should feel as she finishes her explanation,

Of course her life story seems over dramatic, and it looks like it was memorized and scripted even.

Yet, you can lie what genuine emotion is when explaining one topic that is honestly painful for you to explain to another being.

With that thought alone, I already understand what person she really is behind her stitches.

'A person that seeks real love that is difficult to receive'

Putting the pieces together, I now understand what she is implying to tell me.

I straighten my posture and said softly, "So you're asking me... to give that kind of love"

She shook her head, "No" she decline, almost giving me confusion "I don't want it to be forced or faked."

'Oh... she really wants it to be real, huh?' I sadly stated to myself, 'Yet, I can't help her in that situation since--'

"--If it takes time to give me that kind of love, I'm more than happy," She finished (half of the continuation of my thought) with a smile.

She eyed me for a minute and added, "You can handle and take what amount of money I have from the CGG as payment"

My eyes widened when she told me that. I've heard the higher your rank in the CGG, the higher your monthly pay is...!
I almost freak out and shout my happiness - but of course that means she's paying what she want not given to her truly.

"That's a nice proposal," I reassure "but I'm not interested of the payment."

She almost stood up with a shocked look but I added quickly; "I can be your 'mother' without any of it, in that way, I won't be tempted lecturing you for your mistake" I jokingly stated, making her sit properly in her sit and shoot me a happy grin.

The stitches on her lips added the effect of her happiness - they brighten her pale complexion beautiful in a way.

I kindly give back her grin with a smile and said, "You can live with me, in that way we could know each other and makes our... 'relationship' better and comfortable,"

'In that way, I can know you better too,' I think to myself.

"Hmm," She hum happily, giving me a grin. "Ok~"

"But~ you have to expect that I'm a 'special case'"

As I comprehend her words, mischief clouded her features.

I put down my gaze and think what should I do now - I accepted her proposal without taking any payment in return.

I even forgot to ask her name too...

I heard her stood up and put the empty mugs and pitcher in the sink, she opened the faucet to wash her hands before drying it with her black shirt.

'How funny' I grin to myself, 'She's flat chested for a growing teenager...'

"Hahaha," She chuckle as she sits down on the seat infront of me.

I glance at her, seeing her eyes and mouth smiling at me makes me feel curious on what's going inside her mind.

"What is it?" I asked.

She stop her chuckling and replied; "I almost felt comfortable being with you - like we knew each other for years - and I don't even know your name,"

"Ah yeah..." I smiled at her while scratching my temples, "Yeah... your right..."

Stretching my hand for her to shake, I introduced myself finally. "My name is (Name) (Last name), and you are...?"

"I'm Juuzou Suzuya from the 13th ward CGG, it's nice to finally know your name (Name)," Shee grabbed my outstretched hand with her stitch covered one.

As she firmly grab on it, the foreign feeling of stithes in my hands almost felt weird - yet cool.

"You too, Juuzo" I smiled.

Clearly, helping her wouldn't be that bad right?

(I've never thought of this, but the plot seems rushed -,-)
(But anywhales~ *make whale sounds* Enjoy!)
((*Le cries* my literature suucks))

(Votes are okay but comments are L♡ve)

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I was suddenly awaken by the sun's bright light that is shining through my bedroom's open window.

I hesitate a bit if I need to leave the warm cormfort of the bed and let my feet meet the cold ceramic white tiles on the floor or just be a lazy in this day off of mine.

I debate there lying in my bed for ten minutes and thought to myself,

'Of course, the second option sounds more delightful than the other one so, second option it is'

But then,

I remembered Juuzou is staying in my house.

I groaned as I bravely -yet- lazily straightened up, and literally jumped out of the bed to land on my (favorite color) warm carpet.

It sounds childish - but I don't want to meet the cold tiles ... yet.

I cheered to myself inwardly as I landed by the edge of it and quickly took the fluffy bear slippers beside my landing - then using it after.

Comfortable with the warm provided by my slippers, I went out of my room and advance to the direction of the house's only bathroom. (I'm as poor as that)

While thinking what scenario will happen to day.

It hasn't be long since Juuzou started staying with me though maybe three days or a week. It's hard to calculate how much times we spend with each other - since there's not a moment when it's dull around her.

But certainly, she needs to take some of her personal belongings than using mine.

I almost grimace to myself at the sight of her using my toothbrush one time.

I buyed two new ones, when the sun sets up a day later.

Shrugging at that thought, I arrive at my destination and turn the knob - after hearing a flush from the toilet.

I absent-mindly open the bathroom's door

And I was not prepared by the sight of Juuzou closing the zipper of her jeans (that is actually a gift from my co-worker that I don't used) while facing the toilet.

We both stared at each others eyes - her expression was emotionless while mine ... I'm not absolutely sure - but I know that my face is red and my eyes are widen to the point it almost synchronised with my mouth.

and most of all,

She wasn't even fazed that I almost catch a glimpse of that.

After finally finding my voice, I shout at her from both disbelief and embarassment

"YOU'RE A BOY?!"

She - I mean he smiled at me innocently as a response.

"I thought you already knew, (name)"

'HOW COULD I KNOW THAT YOU'RE A MALE?! YOU LOOK LIKE FEMALE DANGIT!' I shouted at her inwardly.

Putting both hands on my face out of embarassment, I shouted again,

"YOU'RE A BOY, AND I CAN'T BELIEVED I LET YOU USE MY UNDERWEAR!!!!!"

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