Him

Kara's delema

Kara walked right next to Sesa, eying his every move.
"Sesa, do you have any crushes or no?" She asks cutely, wanting to get to the point.
He shrugs. "If I do, I don't notice that much."
She bites her lip, wanting to steal a kiss from him.

It would be her first...

"So, you got any crushes, Kara?" Sesa asked, giving a hollow smile. He was used to giving them now, so it didn't seem to bother him.

She blushed a little, looking at him with as straight a face as possible. "No, I don't. Besides, who'd like me? I'm just the white haired freak."

Sesa frowned.
"Kara, you're not a freak, not are you unlovable. You'll find someone. Trust me." He said, poking her nose.
She rubbed the offended spot, and smiled to herself as she entered her class.   

"You're always so nice to me Sesa. Since when have you ever been mean to me?" She asks, looking at the cut on her hand.
She smiled sadly, taking out her journal and writing in it until the bell rang.

"I hope you... i... oh, sesa, how can a girl not swoon over you?" She said to herself, drawing him into her journal in exactness to his real features.

His raven black hair, his gold right eye with his icy blue left, his almost snow white skin...
He was like-
"My little miracle from heaven..."

At lunch, Kara sat with Sesa, alone at a table with him.
"Sesa, Sesa, Sesa-" she said, poking him each time.
"Whaaaat..." he groaned, having a migrane.
She tilted her head to the side and poked his cheek.
"Hey, what's wrong?" She asks, concern hidden with amazing skill.

He sighed, then showed her the girls that were eying him from the other side of the room.

She froze for a moment, then narrowed her eyes.
"I... see..." She says, already plotting there demise.
"I had one offer to buy me a tuxedo. You know, Kira Tsusunade. The rich red head-"
"That offered you a date but you refused..?"
"That offered me a date that I refused AND told her I'm not the dating type. I guess those are her friends."

She nodded, making sure to write that name down somewhere. "Sesa, we need to talk. Please..."
He shrugs. "Sure, what's up?"
She takes a deep breath, then bites her lip, then her knuckle.
"I'm not sure I should tell you..."she says quietly, already nervous as is.

He sighed, then stated, "Kara, whatever it is, it can't be any worse than the time you told me you loved me. I mean, cmon. You got me good, making me think you actu-"
That's when she leaps into his arms, wrapping hers around his neck, kissing him with all the pent-up passion a worthy of an entire decade.

Sesa's eyes widened, and he blushed incredibly hard.
Kara didn't pull away, and when Sesa would move, she'd only kiss him deeper.
'Please, Sesa... see that I love you...!' She silently begged, slowly pulling away and looking into his eyes.
"K-kara..."

She started breathing heavily, and before he could say anything about it, she blurted put, "Sesa, I'm so sorry! I just really love you and-"
"Kara..."
"-you've always been there for me and-"
"Kara!"
She whimpered. She knew that voice.

That was his angry voice, which scared her.
It was her worst fear, seeing him angry...
Or sad...

She knew he'd reject her. She just knew i--
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" He says, quite obviously angry.
"Wh-what..?" She was confused. Was he angry because she said she loved him or...?
"Kara, why didn't you tell me earlier than this?" He asks again, calming down slightly. "I mean..m Just why?"
She hangs her head, quietly sobbing.

"B-because... you always said that... You'd never date me..." She says quietly, trying to stop the endless tears that we're flowing like a wild thunderstorm. "Ever since I met you, Sesa Okomota, I loved you, but you always rejected it, as if it was a joke..."

His expression was one of a mix of confusion, anger, sadness, and... Understanding.

"Sesa Okomota..." She says, looking up at him, love and adoration in her eyes, "I'm madly in love with you... and I'll be damned before I let a whore take you away from me!" She says, stumbling to run out of the door, leaving Sesa to remember that day he had met her...