Hug me

Ariiiiiiiimaaaaaa! Oiiii!

Miyazawa! Good morning!

The girl of red hair staked to the entrance of the door staring Arima.

Er… What… what is it, Miyazawa?

The beautiful girl, without warning jumped in Arima's harms, involving him with her delicate arms.

That longings! -Miyazawa exclaimed. - It is so good that the festival already ended! We will be able to be now together!

Yes! - Arima smiled daintily for Miyazawa, looking at her in the eyes. Eyes that were always capable to arrest him in the fantasy… however, the happiness that was given to him by her eyes… Gave him fear… Fear of losing…And, in that moments he suffer. For trying to be cheerful. The darkness in that he dove was surrealist. He had finally somebody that loved him more than everything, but… It was difficult for him to understand. A lifetime. Rejected. Without love. But, she appeared…

Arima?

Hum…?

You are very thoughtful…

Hein? Serious? Then… Forgive me! - he said. - Do we go then?

Yes!

They walked for the city of given hand. A perfect pair. For the others. Not that the relationship wasn't perfect, but both had their problems to face.

Arima?

Yes?

Forgive me.

Forgive me…? Why?

For not having understood you. I wasn't capable to see that you were suffering because I was near Tonami-kun… Forgive me, Arima… Forgive me for having hurt you…

Miyazawa…

She looked at him. And he felt sadness. In spite of being happy with him and him to be happy with her… She had not been capable of freeing him of the pain. And she blamed herself for that. It wasn't right. Arima didn't deserve that.

He looked at her. And he was afraid. In spite of being happy with her and her to be happy with him… He was Afraid. Fear. Fear of being abandoned. Fear of hurting. Miyazawa….

Arima… Hug me.

And they were there. Together. In the middle of the city. Together. It was only… That feeling… they were more than happy… But the happiness of the two had a shadow… A shadow of… pain. Both wanted to be happy. Both wanted to do the other happy. Both had… fear of failing.

I miss the times

When we laughed of ourselves

I miss the times

When we laughed loudly

I miss the times

When we blushed of what we say

I miss the times

When we didn't know what to say

I really don't know

Who I am

I really don't know

Where I am

The only thing

I truly know

Is that you're

Here for me

And I love you. Forever.

END

Well, I hope you have enjoyed this mini fic... I only ask is you for not look at the English's mistakes (grammaticals or orthographicals) because I am Portuguese and like that I'm not perfect in English... I made what was possible! Well, see ya! And don't forget to R&R! (Oh! My first english fic!)