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Originally Posted by PandaGirl She has ....a....beautiful soul?
Camellia watched and felt his every move as he trailed his fingers on her lower lip; and with their faces just CENTIMETERS apart, her amber teary eyes looking intently at him.
That was a complement. It was and a beautiful one at that...and it sounded strange yet wonderful to hear him tell her she has a beautiful soul. It was more than the complement of 'you're beautiful' in physical terms, she knows it. Soul was something deeper.
And before everything else, he had strongly pressed his lips against hers once more; but this felt different. This had something else, she can't put her finger on it. She knew it was more than just that.
But before she could even diverge into thinking what it is, he pulled away all of a sudden...and gave out an excuse, one she wanted to laugh at, but decided not to. Still, she did pout a bit when they stopped. "Do I have to?" she said out loud, but then blushed and covered her mouth. what was she thinking? Of course she has to go, Ryoma's busy at work, and yeah, she wouldn't want such a cute kitty like marshmallow get lonely. But...yeah...she didn't want to go.
She wanted time to freeze and stay...but it still goes on. "I...I..." she looked at the ground, her face still red; Camellia was rather embarrassed at that. "I guess...i should...uhm...get going." her eyes looked up at him and she tried to smile, but she was biting her lip. She then walked to the door and opened it, but she looked back at him. "Ryoma..." she said, feeling her face was going back to its original color, and her heart very light from when she first came. "...thanks...and...see you around then?" Or soon? that would be lovely.
Merlin help him. Someone needed to get into his head and rattling things around a bit seeing as he was clearly losing the the composure and smugness that he always had, always prided on himself. It was her, Came---Kitten. She was casting a spell over him. Perhaps it was even his first taste of one of those potions...
No, looking into her amber eyes he knew that she was far too innocent to even so much as think of doing that to him.
He suddenly remembered the other day, the one he had spent with Ayumi and he was once again mentally slapping himself across the face with a large leather belt. Why did he suddenly feel so...guilty? Whenever he was around her, Camellia that is, he felt the whole world change quicker than the flick of a wand. He felt as though he had starting living a fantasy world of his own ever since she had walked into the Leaky Cauldron and spoken to the little girl who hadn't actually ordered the strawberry milk she had wanted. This wold, the one he found himself in now, couldn't be defined scientifically, but only through emotions the colors of love can be sketched.
MERLIN! Had he really just thought THAT?
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This time, he literally slapped himself across the face with his bare hand and the room echoed with the sound of flesh hitting flesh.
"I'll escort you out," he smiled.
He then turned his attention back to her and rested his hand on her lower back as he began leading her out of the storeroom.
"We were given all given two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But only one heart," he said as he steadied his breathing and his usual charm and charisma returned. "You know why that is? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find."
He let that thought linger there for a moment. He needed a drink and a vacation...and an audience with his father so he could punch his lights out and make all his hair fall out.
"Good day, Camellia," he said leaning in and kissing her on the forehead this time. He then winked at her and made his way back to the bar.
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