We were walking along the beach with the air filled with little squeaks of seagulls flying above our heads. It is such a beautiful day. The sky is blue, the clouds are in the air, floating by with their translucent white color, the sun is shining just bright enough to warm up the earth. Everything is perfect. And the wind… the wind is so nice and soft, hitting my cheek every once in a while and blowing against the hem of my shirt and pants.

And I look over and there is him.

A happy smile creeps up my face and I tilt my head to the side as he smiles back at me.

I grab his hand, squeezing it gently and lovingly and we keep walking along the shore, listening to the sound of the waves heating against the sand, rushing against one another. He looks down as his feet got buried in the sand and chuckled as he lifted it up, watching the sand pouring out of his flip flop. I laugh softly and he laughs back at me as he looks at me with his bright cerulean eyes.

And we continue walking along the shore, letting the time pass by idly. We have small, little conversations. We laughed a little, and smiled a little… it's just little things…

But it makes it so, very perfect.

The sun slowly disappears as we finished eating our snacks and the sky turns a glowing dark red, the cloud a gloomy grey. The beautiful music produced by the wave becomes our background music. It's becoming quieter and quieter now as people start leaving the beach as the sky grows dark. I look at him and I ask him if he wants to head back to our beach house.

And he shakes his head and said, "No. I want to stay for a bit longer," he smiled softly, looking at me with the most angelic look.

"That's fine with me," I said, grinning. "Just tell me if you get too cold or something, okay?"

He chuckles then. "I'm not a child, Axel. I just want to spend more time with you."

I smile warmly, "Me too. Let's walk around some more."

And we walk along the beach some more.

Even if we walk along in silence, the silence is never awkward. It is never awkward between us. Because that's just how things are… And because I'm me and he is he.

Am I making any sense…? I guess I'm not.

As I watch the sky growing darker and darker, I notice how perfect his smile is. I notice how crisp his laugh is in the air. I realize how beautiful his voice is, soft but firm, not showing any kind of weakness. And his stare… His stare is always firm and determined.

I hate it when he gets sad or depressed. It's as if the whole world is going to crumble apart right in front of me whenever I see his expression of hurt. I can't stand that.

I enjoy his company. I love him. I can't stand being without him. Does he feel the same way about me? Probably.

There are so many things going in my head and every single thought is about him. I want to make him happy. I want to see his smile every day. I don't want him to be hurt. I want the best for him. I don't want him to live in a world where people look down on him because he's with me… But I could never give him that world… the world frowns upon people like us. I can never give him perfect protection…

And he looks and smiles at me again. "Let's go home."

I will always find a reason for him to smile…

I look at him, cup his cheek, lean down, and kiss him tenderly.

"Let's go home." I say, whispering against his lips.

And he chuckles, giving me his perfect little smile again. "Yeah."

I like it when you smile,

But I love it when I'm the reason.


This is completely inspired by the last two sentence in the fic. I take no credit from it. That and coupled with Zelda's lullaby song… It inspires me so much that I start writing again after almost half a year of hiatus. (:

And hai's peoplez! Not sure if you still remember me or Akuroku! But I remember you! ;D