Third Person

She sat there for a while, waiting for her bus as the sun shined on her. Quite surprised that she isn't sunburnt yet. Sighing, she held her wrist up wanting to check the time.

Chuckling, she remembered her friend telling a joke on it, numerous times.

"Taylor! Taylor!" Her friend exclaimed.

"...."

"TAYLOR!!"

"What?!"

"Ask me what time it is!!"

Sighing, she already knew what she's gonna say next. "...What time is it?.." Taylor asked dully with a frown.

Her friend held up her wrist with a grin. "Time to get a new watch!"

Then again, it was better than the "Guess what, Chicken butt" joke.

Sometimes, even boredom can make the un-funniest things, funny.

Putting the ear plugs in, she held her ipod and and found her favourite song to play.

"Now that she's back in the atmopshere, with drops of jupiter in her hair."

Taylor closed her eyes, even listening to this song for days wouldn't be a problem to her.

"And that she's back from that soul vacation, tracing her way through the constellation.."

"Morning." Someone sat down and greeted her.

Turning her head around, she froze as she saw the red haired boy.

"K-kurama-san.." She stuttered as he smiled at her.

Great, Kurama Shuichi is siting next to me in the bus stop... Taylor thought, her heart beat started to pound fast. Then started to take no notice of the song playing on her ipod.

Taylor bit her bottom lip, the school's most popular, hottest, smartest guy, not to mention her current crush right now. Currently, sitting next to her, waiting at the bus stop.

Alone.

Sometimes she wonder if such a perfect person like him even exist, as if he doesn't have any flaws in his life.

Taylor took a deep breath and let it out , a mixture of jealousy and getting some relaxation.

Closing her eyes, she decided to pay attention to her ipod song.

"Since her return from the stay on the moon, she listens like spring and she talks like June.."

It started to get a bit better, but still kept thinking about Kurama sitting next to her.

She opened her eyes, glanced at him and quickly looked back somewhere else. Kurama sat there, patiently, waiting for the bus.

He was staring in mid-air with his arms folded and legs on top of another. She started to wonder what he was thinking.

Sighing, she tried to pay more attention to her song. Avioding to blush any deeper and let Kurama notice.

"She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo. Reminds me that there's room to grow..."

Paying more attention to the song did work, she started to mouth the words as it sang.

"Now that she's back in the atmosphere, I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane."

Kurama blinked, noticing the girl beside him was nodding her head while mouthing some words in song. He titled his head, staring at her for a while.

"Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land."

As she mouthed the words, she glanced at Kurama who was staring at her. Blushing slightly, she pretened she didn't see it. But noticed Kurama's mouth started to move, about to take off her ear plugs and hear what he was saying, her eyes was still as she realized he was mouthing the same words along as her.

"Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day..."

They both faced each other and started to mouth the words together.

Finishing the chorus, Taylor took the ear plugs out.

"You know this song?" She asked.

Kurama smiled, "Yea, its my favourite song." He replied.

"Oh, me too..." Taylor said.

His smile didn't fade away, but turned his head around and started to stare at the sky. "You know the meaning behind this song?"

"Um.." She went quiet for a while, remembering her friend metioning something about it. But didn't seem to remember. "Not really..."

He sighed, "The singer...He said the song was inspired by his mother's death...The opening lines came to him in a dream.."

She blinked, "I didn't know that.."

He looked back at her with a smile, "Well, now you do."

Taylor faced somewhere else, "Y-yea.." She blushed slightly seeing Kurama's smile.

"Mother's love...Its a love that you naturally obtain. Dont you think?..."

Taylor nodded, "However on some rare cases, it's not."

"Oh?"

"Child abuse isn't just something fathers do, you know. Some fathers, and some mothers abuse their children."

Kurama chuckled, "Nearly forgot about that..."

…........

Twas awrkward silence.

"Mind...If I borrow that?.." Kurama asked politely.

"Borrow?.."

"Your ipod?"

"Sure." She said, handing him her ipod.

He took it and plugged the ear phones it in his ear, fiddling with the touch screen. He found the song he desired, sat back, closed his eyes and relaxed with a sigh.

Taylor started to stare at him, long red hair. Casual clothing yet it looks formal, beautifully sculpted face. Absolutely no flaws at all.

Stopping the beat tapping with his fingers, he opened his eyes and looked at Taylor. Who quickly looked away.

Smiling, he closed his eyes and continued to listen to the song.

Sighing, now she had nothing to do but waited. Within a few minutes, a bus came and stopped.

Kurama opened his eyes, "Oh, I got to go." He stood up and threw his bag over one shoulder and climbed on the bus, but stopped half way and turned around. "Sorry, I didn't catch your name?.."

"Its Taylor." She replied.

He smiled with a nodd. "Taylor." He gave the bus driver a few coins and found a seat at the back. The bus made a hissing noise and drove away.

Taylor watched as the bus left, with a realization. She gasped, "He's got my ipod!"

Back on the bus, Kurama leaned on the window, still listening to the same song. Watching the scenery flash by him.

"Taylor.." He mummered her name to himself with a smile.

"Guess I have to return your ipod.."