Fond MemoriesA Chapter by for.all.we.knowSayano and Satoshi have been living together for awhile now creating a familiar atmosphere for the two. When Sayano finds Satoshi had never been to the ocean, she wanted to change that.The days passed in a flash with Satoshi living with me. I made him sleep in my bed, even as much as
he had detested, and I slept on the couch in my living room. Together we went to the store and bought him
new clothing which embarrassed him because I was paying. My apartment has
become more alive since him coming here.
We laughed together, ate meals together, and made memories to last a
lifetime. We had little moments that
made living together awkward like him walking in on me changing and the other
way around, him carrying laundry downstairs to do and finding my undergarments
inside, and just all the small cliché things that would make any women and man
living together awkward. We enjoyed another's company and were never apart for more than
a moment’s time. One thing Satoshi did
that most guys wouldn't do is he went to the store with me, and actually seemed
to like shopping with me at the grocery store.
Satoshi is such a strange person, like for instance, he gets embarrassed
easily and acts shy but when he has questions or wants to be blunt he gets all
serious, when he has issues he hides them under his smile, and it feels like
he's always wearing a poker face to conceal his real emotions. But other than these few things he's always
shy to others but around me he seems comfortable and is always wearing an ear
to ear grin. Countless times Satoshi and
I have been mistaken as a married couple which will make us stare at another
and blush uncontrollably. Slowly I started waking up from the sweet dreams I was having
about the memories of the past week.
Once my eyes were completely opened I walked into my bathroom and stared
at the distraught figure that appeared in the mirror. The large green eyes that stared back at me
had small bags appearing underneath them and the usually neat long, light brown
hair was having a case of bedhead that needed to be taken care of quickly, so
quickly my eyes began scanning the bathroom counter for a brush I could use to
take care of it with. Once I found a
brush I began to tug and pull my hair untangling it with the teeth of the
brush. When I was finished caring for my bedhead I heard a groan come
from the next room over and knew immediately Satoshi had woken up meaning I
should start on breakfast. Carefully I set the brush down then entered the kitchen to take
out the eggs and bacon from the fridge.
Once I had set those down I grabbed two pans from a cupboard next to the
stove and set each pan on its own burner.
As the pans started to heat up I cracked two eggs into the first then
moved over to the second to place 10 pieces of bacon into and covered it once
they were all inside. Before I moved
onto the bread I scrambled the eggs a few times then went to grab the bread to
toast. As I waited for the bread to pop
up out of toaster I continued to scramble the eggs as they cooked. Right when the bread popped up the eggs were
finished cooking so I placed both on one plate for Satoshi then repeated the
same for myself. Satoshi walked into the
kitchen as I finished up cooking the bacon and pouring orange juice into two
glasses. "Breakfast will be ready in a bit so just go sit at the
table until it is," I told him as I c As distracted as I was with the food I hadn't noticed that
Satoshi had walked over to me till he placed his arms around my waist and laid
his head on my shoulder. "Sayano," he whispered into my ear. His breath hit my neck as he stood over me making my heart race
uncontrollably. "Yes?" My voice
quivered when I spoke. "Your shoulder is very comfortable." My face went full on red.
What happened to the incredibly shy Satoshi? It must be the fact he's so comfortable
around me now. Sighing I walked away from him and went to set the plates and
glasses on the table. Satoshi came over
to the table as I sat down, we sat in the same places we've been sitting in
since he first came here (which is across from another). I was the first one to start eating my food. As I was eating I could feel Satoshi watching
me but when I looked up to confirm if he really was he quickly looked down at
his food and began eating it. I shrugged and went right back to eating. Once we were done eating and putting the dishes into the sink to
be washed later I walked into the living room to see Satoshi standing alone
looking at my photos from when I was a child.
There were 4 photos he was looking at; the first was of my mother and I
at the beach when I was 6, the second was of me as a baby being held in my mother's
arms, the third of my mother when she was in her early twenties, and the fourth
of my mother when she was in the hospital and I sat next to her; both of us
shared a huge grin on our faces. He smiled as he held the fourth photo in his hands. Silently I walked over to him and tapped his shoulder. "Looking at my embarrassing past?" He laughed. "No, you
were rather," he coughed, "c-cute." Cocking my head to the side I put on a face of worry, "And
what about now?" His whole face went as red as a tomato. I laughed at his expression.
"What happened to the bold Satoshi from this morning?" He looked away from my face and moved on to look at something on
the floor so he would stop blushing.
"I was still out of it this morning so my body just did what it
wanted." I shook my head.
"And the bold Satoshi is broken by the one and only Sayano!" Turning away from Satoshi I faced the photos and looked at some
of the others I had out. I looked at the
5th one I had sitting by the others that was of me when I was just learning to
play guitar at 6. The picture depicted
me sitting in a chair with my legs dangling off the side of the chair with me
holding my age old guitar, new at the time, trying to strum the strings. I found myself laughing at the age old
picture remembering how hard it was to play my very first song and how hard it
was to even play the first note. My
first song was a simple one that everyone learns to play, which I believe was
hot cross buns. As I laughed I felt Satoshi switch his gaze from looking at the
photo he was holding to me laughing at the photo I was now holding. "This is a picture of me first learning to play the
guitar. This is the same guitar that I
have now lying in the room over there." A laugh escaped his mouth.
"You play all the time now, you sing specifically during the night
time before we sleep." I laughed along with him.
"I see you like the photo of me as a child at the beach," I
said as I pointed towards the photos he was holding. He smiled. "You look
like you were having a lot of fun." I nodded. "I still
remember that day clearly now. My mother
and I had made a sand castle that I accidently stepped on when I was running to
get into the water." When I looked at him his smiling face seemed to look rather
lonely. He continued to stare the photo as he spoke, "I've actually
never been to the beach. The ocean looks
beautiful." "Then let's go see the ocean." His eyes grew wide in surprise.
"Really?!" I nodded with a huge grin on my face. In a matter of minutes we were out the door with beach towels
tucked underneath our arms and on the train headed towards the ocean. When we reached our stop our feet moved so
fast towards the beach above they felt like they almost took flight. The air outside was light; the sun shined above us high in the
sky causing our skin to sweat just a little bit. As we reached the beach I watched Satoshi's
face turn into amazement with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly
open. He looked like a child experiencing
something for the first time. A smile
played along my face as I watched how happy he was becoming. Satoshi threw his towel out on the ground and ran for the water
not even looking back at me. Quickly I laid my towel out and shouted at him, "Wait for
me!" "Hurry up!" He
shouted back as he stood in the water knee high. I ran after him jumping up into the air when my feet hit the
water and landing on Satoshi causing him to fall back into the water with me on
top laughing hysterically. When he finally realized what just happened he started to laugh
with me. I stuck my tongue out at him. His face grew smug like a child's and splashed my face. I gasped. "No you
don't!" With a playful look on my face I stood up above him and kicked
the water so that it would hit his face.
The splash I made hit him square in the face making him stand up with
water in hand splashing me back. This
went on for what seemed like hours. We
played in the water until the sun started to set, our tired faces finally
settling in and each of us began to yawn continuously making us head back to
our disheveled towels that laid in the same fashion we had left them in when we
first came to the beach. Before lying down on my towel I fixed the edges of it and
smoothed it out finally laying down when I was satisfied with the results. Satoshi did the same with his towel and laid
next to me on his own. The warmth of the setting sun made me close my eyes making me
want to go to sleep even more. "Sayano," Satoshi said softly. "Yes?" I asked while keeping my eyes shut. "I'm glad I decided to come back after so long even if you
don't remember me. I don't even care
anymore that you don't remember. All I
care about is that I'm here, now, with you." I opened my eyes and found Satoshi laying on his side staring
right at me. My heart started to race as he stared at me so intently. His profile was so handsome with his
perfectly round black eyes, those lips that weren't too thin or full, and his
long, skinny neck. His hair shined
several different shades of red in the light, from the sun, starting from
scarlet fading into a super bright red on the ends. Carefully I reached out and caressed the tip of his bangs
between my fingers. His eyes watched my fingers and then, quietly, his hand reached
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Authorfor.all.we.knowChicago, ILAbouti write a lot of romance and drama im deeply inspired by shoujo manga such as strobe edge or ao haru ride the mangaka that inspires me most is sakisaka io my favorite writer is jason myers he writ.. more..Writing
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