[Image from Google, not mine, will find source/artist when using Internet café instead of home.]
It was a rainy Friday night and Hisui had nothing better to do than text his sister and send her boyfriend texts of how much he hated him.
He was the picture of pity. His intimidating demeanor scared off anyone who would want to talk to him, and anyone brave would be put off by his insensitive and hot-headed behavior. So now he was sitting alone in a bar doing nothing.
He sighed. He hated his life. He hated being the way he was. What if he changed? Would he at least get friends and possibly a girlfriend?
And even more, it killed him to admit it, but he was incredibly jealous of his sister and her boyfriend, they were happy. And he wasn't.
He paid the bartender for his drink and was off. Hands in pocket, hood up, intimidating scowl on his face, and a gaunt walk back to his house, he was the epitome of 'stranger danger'. He started running to his house as if he were being chased by a murderer, he hated the rain. And it drizzled down on him, taunting, laughing even.
Okay, so maybe that was a little crazy to think of raindrops as mini-devils, but he hated water. Maybe it came from the fact that he couldn't swim.
As he was nearing his home, he noticed a woman with long blue hair and a long dress walking by, completely soaked and looking around frantically. She looked confused and lost. Hisui felt something tug at his heart and he went after her.
"Hey." He said, catching her attention. "Are you lost?"
She nodded, staring up at him with beautiful blue eyes. She opened up her pink lips, and began to talk with a sweet, quiet voice. "Yes sir, my name is Richea Spodune, I came from the Black Moon...I escaped here before I could be caught. I kindly ask for your help." She said it with so much innocence that he almost believed her.
Hisui blinked at her, waiting for her to break into laughter and tell him she was joking. But she didn't. She kept staring up at him with a serious look.
"Did you hear me?" She asked, curious for his strange behavior.
"Yes...but...miss, did you hit your head? Do you want me to take you to the hospital? Or do you not remember?" He asked her, looking up and down her for any blood or visible injuries. She looked fine.
At that, she gave him a stern glare. "Do you think I am joking? I'm not making any of this up!" She said, barely expressing her anger above a hushed whisper. She was naturally quiet, it made her kind of cute when she was angry.
"It's kind of hard to believe..." He sighed. "But, I honestly can't turn down a pretty face. What do you need? Money?" He asked, as if expecting her to drop her act. But she didn't.
"I'm not sure..." She said, looking down and putting a hand to her small chin. "I don't know anything about this place. Will you tell me where I am?"
"Celland is the planet. Estrega is the city. Capital of this place." He said. "You escaped here on the worst day. It's raining." Speaking of which, he had forgotten it during his talk with Richea. He then sighed. "Do you want to come to my place to dry off?" He asked her cautiously. If she were really lying, she would have at least dropped the act now.
But she didn't.
"You mean...your house? Is it safe?" She asked, then she remembered, "You aren't one of those people with the blue jackets...right?"
"Nope, just a green-yellow-ish jacket...or whatever this color is..." He mumbled.
"I will accept your offer, ...er..." She stopped, lacking his name. He quickly provided it and she continued, "You are very nice." She said and smiled sincerely at him.
At that, he was taken aback for a moment. Wasn't he supposed to be an anti-social jerk? Well...some things have changed. He nodded and started walking down the street. She followed him closely by his side, but took his silence as offense.
"I did not mean to offend you, I meant to thank you." She said.
"I know," he nodded, "It's just...that's the first time anyone's ever said that to me." He said and smiled.
At that moment the rain decided to let up.