Our Love Story

Warning, this is a boyxboy love story! Please respect all kinds of love in this world.

It was Christmas Eve when I met him. From first glance, I knew he would be the one for me. 

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My name is Aito Kingston, and I'm currently 17 years old. Throughout my whole life, I had never been happy. In fact, the happiest moment of my life was probably when I was 6 years old when I was in the park with my parents. Ever since that day, I don't remember me truly smiling after their death. 

Going to school was a pain. The kids always think I have an attitude because of the way I act. It's true though, I never made a single friend. My sudden outburst was always rude and harsh, so I've made more rivals and enemies than anyone else. However, dispute the fact that I was hated, my fighting skills was better than anyone in the whole school. It sure saved me a lot of money than learning it from someone else...

Right now, I'm sitting in front of the train station, in pain. Although we had no school due to winter break, I've never expected to meet some of my 'friends' in the city. At first I thought I needed some fun in my life, so I gave it a try, but now I realized I should of stayed home and slept. Now that I recall it, it was rather ironic how I was found. Here's the story... :

I was just minding my own business when I was strolling down the city. It was beautiful, with all the lights and the Christmas feeling in the air, but it was cold. In fact, it was snowing a little. Then all of a sudden, I was pulled by the back of my scarf into a dark alley. The next thing I knew, I was being kicked and punched by a handful of guys. I didn't even have time to react before I knew I was badly injured. 

So now, here I was. The guys were gone before I even got a chance to stand up. I planned to go home and treat the wounds myself, but the train station was packed with people. Whenever I tried to get in there, there was always shoving and pushing that would make me cry with pain and so, I decided to wait until the crowd calmed down. 

But...then I met him. 

I didn't know his name, but he was the only one that seemed to notice my existence. He even offered to take me to the hospital. I remember saying this before...but I wasn't good with talking, so my rudeness came running out of my mouth. "Mind your own business." I said to him.

When I finally got a good chance to glance up, he was bending down to me. Judging by the length of his legs and body, he must be at least 5'10, just a few inches taller than me. With his brown hair and dark eyes, his face was framed rather nicely. The black, long jacket he was wearing and the leather shoes...everything about him seemed perfect.

After I said those words, my stomach growled angrily at me. Then I remembered that I haven't been eating since the morning. My face flushed, but I tried to pretend that it was because of the cold. 

"My name is Joesph, but you can call me Joe." he said to me. He sees that I wasn't paying attention to him, so he sat down right next to me. At first, I wondered why he would go so far to help a stranger, but then I tried to think of it in another way. Maybe he has some bad intentions? Or... Maybe he was just being nice? 

"Why... Why are you even saying these things to me? Just get lost!" I shouted at the ground. I don't even know why I was saying these horrible words. They were never on my mind, but they just come running out of my system. I really...want to take back every single word. 

"Heh..." he chuckled. I could see the little clouds forming in front of his face. "You're hungry right? Come, I know a good diner." He stood up and raised out his hand. 

I know this must be stupid right now, but it wasn't stupid when it happened. It was very touching. No one has ever done or said any of those things to me before. What can I do at a time like this? My heart just melted when I reached out and took his hand. 

His hand was warm and big. I looked up at him and sees him smiling. I wanted to smile myself too...but no matter how I tried, the frown was on my face. He said his name was Joe... Well, Joe must be older than me by a couple of years. He looked like a business man, so I figured he must work in a company or something. 

We just met, but yet, I felt like he was someone I could trust. Someone who I can leave memories with. I hopped into his car and he drove a couple of blocks down the crowded streets. All those time, even when we finished dinner, I couldn't keep the blush from my face. What was wrong with me anyway? I'm a guy...! And he's a guy too! Why the hell would I even be having feelings for him? He was probably...straight.

Joe offered to drive me home. I didn't even realize the pain that was in my body, how the bruising was beginning to form in my upper arms and stomach. The only thing I knew was that I'm buried in love. Finally after giving him the directions to my home, I thanked him and was planning to hop out of the car when his voice stopped me.

"You really don't remember me, huh?" he said softly. 

I turned around and saw how his eyes were focused on mine. My face must have gotten redder because I could just feel how it burns against my cheeks! "W-What do you mean?" I asked.

The man gave out a little chuckle and looked down. "Your name is Aito Kingston right? You always defend yourself and protect yourself no matter what. I always knew that but...now that I got a chance to meet you, I can't stop but wonder how amazing you really are." 

The words echoed in my head. What was he saying? I clearly remembered that I've never mentioned my name to him before, and what was so amazing about me? I'm just a nobody that gets beaten everyday. 

Joe seemed to notice my confusion, so he stepped in again. "Aito, I'm in your class. You really gave me a surprise, you know, how you don't know me. I sit a few seats next to you." he paused, watching my expression closely. "You were always getting into fights, but I know that you really don't mean what you say. Whenever you're alone, you always had this...look on your face. I always watched you and now, I got to meet you. Whenever you are absent in class, I would always get worried about you. The next thing I know...I was in-love-with-you." he said to me in the eye. 

His words were like little fire flames shooting against my chest. Everything seemed so unreal that I don't even know what to say. He was in love! With me! 

I gasped. His name did sound familiar, but I honestly don't remember seeing him before. Guess this was a lesson for not paying attention to anything around me. Just when I thought this was a dream, he leaned forward and kissed me slightly on the lips. That moment, time froze. I could feel his breathe against my skin, and how soft his eyes looked. 

Finally, he broke off the kiss and smiled, wiping down a tear that ran down my cheek. "Will you go out with me?" he asked. 

I couldn't breathe, and my throat just clogged up. All I could do was to nod furiously, wiping the tears off with my sleeve. I opened my arms and wrapped them against his neck, smelling the shampoo and his scent. His arms slowly wrapped around my waist too, and we were both trapped in the embrace...

It doesn't matter if we were both males. It doesn't matter if our backgrounds were different. All that matters was how we feel about each other. I loved him, and he loved me, so what's wrong with being together? 

When school graduated, we both rented a place together. It was just a regular apartment, but it was our love house. Joe got a job in a writing department as an editor, and I...I became a teacher in a karate school. But no matter what weather or time it was, we would always talk on the phone or eat with each other. I finally found my happiness.  

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[LifeInCartoonMotion]

I agree. Love doesn't have to be between just a man and a woman. Love is to precious to be lost to others, whoever they all for.