《Speaking of Rainbows...(Boyxboy)》Reserved and Remembered...
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Updated again! ;)
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Rain's P.O.V:
I looked to my side seeing Vixon staring at the road ahead.
I still couln'd belive how 'eventful' the day went.
I hit him.
I say 'I love you' to him.
I cried.
I yelled.
I talked!
And now here we are going to a diner reservation-which I've no idea how he managed it!
I mentally face palmed myself for being a jerk and an idiot.
I heard Vixon whistle jolting me from my thoughts.
"Don't stop talking now...ther's so much for us to talk about..." he smiled throwing his hands up a little then grasping the wheel tightly.
I weted my lips and whispered "Like what?"
He smiled,attention still glued on the road.
"Like your hobbies and favorite subjects in school,what you want to do with you'r life...stuff like that..." he answered shifting in his seat a little.
I smiled and bit the nail of my thumb in thought.
"Well...I like to draw and read...my favorite subject in school is science because it's very intresting..." I pause remembering the things I was told years ago and suddenly I was on tedge "and...well...i-im not s-sure about what im g-going to do with th-the rest of my...my...my..."
It hit me hard...
The memory that is.
The old days when I was young and happy and normal.
The days my parents actually cared and loved me...
But like all good things...they never stay long.
Soon my mother and father got jobs in a big industry so they began to travel.
Things became different but my parents still visited fruquently when ever they could.
Then I found out.
I was gay.
So... I told them.
I thought...I hoped...I prayed they'd except me...
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But in the end my parents didn't even acknowledge my existence.
They left to work and they came and left as they pleased.
Each time never even giving me a second look.
It was like I had became the dirt on the floor...
Seen but ignored.
Steped on but never picked up.
Useless and dirty...
So I was alone...
Forever and always...
The only reason I even lived with them was because of our 'agrement'.
I would never bring another boy to 'our house', I would never date,kiss,like,and or hug another male.
I would never be loved and or love another human being.
So I stoped talking and stoped living all together..
But here I was...
With a person who loved me and talking and laughing...
Living.
I sighed I knew this wouldn't last long, but might as well have it while I can.
Life is harsh...but I'd live through it just to be by his side.
"Here we are!" he sang like an idiot...my idiot.
I smiled and looked out the window.
It was 'Cicken Cade'(I made that up! I own it! *^* And if it does exist then you own it! >.
A little arcade that sold chicken,ice cream,pizza,and sometimes tacos.
I smiled at him "You'r such a goof..."
He smiled and kissed my cheek causing me to blush a bright red.
"But i'm you'r goof and you loooooove me~" He slurred and planted a sloppy kiss on my forehead.
"EWWW!" I squealed as I shoved him playfully "You'r disgusting!"
He laughed like a maniac as we exited the car taking my hand and leading me inside.
I loved it. I wasn't going to lie. The arcade has always been my favorite along with the local library.
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It was I place I could just...have fun and feel some what normal.
I smiled as I saw a booth all set up 'fancy'. With a checkered table cloth and a pink twisty candle that seemed to be from a birthday cake.
I laughed a little. He was so sweet and not the brightest crayon in the box.
But if I could chose any crayon I'd always chose him...
"So...what'd ya think?" He smiled holding my hand and leading me to my seat.
I smiled and kissed his cheek "I absolutely adore it...I mean you could have token me to a nuclear power plant and i'd be happy...cause...we-well i-i-i'd b-be with..." I blushed realizing how cheesy I was I was so so so very lame...
"With me?" he finished making me look up to him.
My face scorched red and I looked away.
"Yes..." I mumbled embarrassed beyond belief.
I heard him laugh and looked up to meet his powerful loving gaze.
"Me too..." and that's all that had to be said.
And so we spent our time being idiots and enjoying each others company.
Eating and laughing.
Vixon laughed so hard soda just spewed out of his nose!
I laughed and fell out of my chair...
It was great-no amazing-no magnificent!-no...I can't even begin to explain how amazing it was.
And I'm happy it went that way.
I knew we'd both hold this memory closely and never forget...
I smiled as we made our way to the ticket counter.
"So honey lumpy choshy wochy baby tabi cabi sably cotton candy booty kinz's...what'd you want?" Vixon asked making a stupidly yet adorable puppy dog face.
I smiled and laughed punching his shoulder playfully.
"I don not have a cotton candy ass!" I laughed.
He held his chin and though then stuck his tongue out "Honey,don't worry I love you'r adorable cotton candy ass.."
I rolled my eyes and smiled "Good."
He grin that grin that made me just want to slap him for being so god damn perfect!
I shook the thought from my head and smiled looking around for the prize of my choice.
My eyes brightened when I saw 'it'.
A giant stuffed blue and pink raccoon!
"Oh my gosh globing pooping gummy bears!!!" I squealed jumping up and down.
Mental note to self: Never drink Vimper NRG drinks again...
Vixon smiled and looked at the raccoon and turned to the guy running the counter. And handed him the tickets.
Then he handed the raccoon to me.
I smiled like a school girl who's crush actually acknowledged her existent and kissed Vixon right smack on the lips.
He smiled "So what's our baby boy's name?"
I smiled and tilted my head in thought.
I bit my lip and laughed "Candy C. Ash....as in Candy Cotton ash-the 'h' is silent...."
Vixon smiled and we both bursted out laughing.
He took me home and I smiled as I kissed him 'good bye' and 'good night'.
And he smiled "Next time...I'ma make you mine cotton candy ass..."
I smiled and laughed watching him drive away.
I just hoped it wasn't for the last time....
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Mwahahaha! >:) Ima make ya'll suffer! Yes this story is taking a dramatic turn! It's all going according to plan! >:3 SO vote comment and follow! If that is...you wish for the un earthing of ...well stuff.... >:P So hope ya'll enjoyed >;) And i believe this is longer...so...yea.... :P Keep those amazing cotton candy asses cottony! xD
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(>_______<) Bye bye ti'll next time!
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