A Scrapbook of Memories

[Vamphire]

Quietly, I sigh in contentment. It's been another busy day, full of the little things that make my day hectic as I run around and try to make sure everything gets done. But it was a special day as well, where I had friends around me as we all laughed in the warm sunlight.

It had been a nice day today, truly warm -- a perfect spring day. I had soaked in the sunlight as I sat in the grass and enjoyed myself.

But that was not the only thing that made me happy, that has made this day special as one of a few near perfect days I have had amongst recently stressful days.

I remember waking up, the dawn rays smiling through the east window. It was warm -- but then again, it had always been warm in your arms. You have always been my sun, my warmth source, my source of energy. Without you I would wither away like a plant deprived of sunlight.

I have always wondered why you were never fed up with me as I blew hot then cold, was annoyingly dependent then coldly independent. But I guess it is how much in love we are; you have always annoyed me with your habits too, but I can look past them and smile as I see the soul I had come to adore.

And I can still see the day we admitted our love to each other.

It had been a spring day like today, with the sun smiling down upon us like it knew the happiness that was going to come. And I can still see the wind tugging gently at your long hair, teasingly blowing your hair into your face. You kept pushing them away only for the wind to take them again in its fingers and tug them across your face.

I remember reaching out and grasping them, the long silky hair I loved, almost as long as I have loved you. I brushed your cheek as I tried to tuck your bangs behind your ear, but it was too short so I kept them in my hand.

We had stopped walking under the sakura trees, the cherry blossoms blowing loosely through the gentle breeze surrounding us. You had turned to me when I had reached out to pull your bangs away from your face, my hand unconsciously touching your shoulder, telling you to be still. Your eyes were shadowed as you looked down at me, your emotions cryptic as they lay hidden behind your eyes.

I remember looking up into your face, your face that was somehow drawing closer to mine. I remember feeling your breath upon my lips, as you told me you didn't know what to think of me -- I was not your friend.

I was hurt. I turned from you, finally letting your hair slip from my fingers, but you caught my upper arm before I could completely escape. You continued speaking, telling me that you could never be friends with me, that I had ceased to be a friend to you for a long time now. That you loved me, so you could never be my friend.

Silently I slowly raised my head and looked at you. I stared into your eyes -- and I saw the truth. That we weren't friends but we weren't a couple either. That you loved me, that you truly loved me, and I was not dreaming.

I remember feeling a soft smile steal across my lips as I stared into your eyes as you watched me. I remember feeling a soft whisper pass through my lips, telling you I love you too -- I have loved you for a long time now as I reached out with my free hand towards your face. And you let me touch your cheek, slightly blushing at your returned feelings and my words, as you drew closer to me.

And under the sakura trees, the swirling cherry blossoms surrounding us, we chastely kissed each other, the wind cupping us in its hands as it twirled around us, protecting our love. I love you.

[Vamphire]

Our first kiss, our first confessions of love -- they had been perfect. I still remember our first time together, how we began to go out with each other.

It was less perfect, but it was still magical -- anything with you was wonderful to me. I remember telling my parents and my friends; everyone had been shocked I was going out with someone, let alone someone like you. But it was not a surprise at the same time -- we had always been close. I guess they could not get over the fact that we were the same gender -- they had probably always thought I was straight. Of course, I do like them, but I love you, like I have for a long time now.

But slowly, everyone accepted us as a couple. The whispers when we were together, the curious questions when alone; they slowly diminished into nothing.

But I was still happy; I was finally with you. And I could see in your eyes that you were happy too, even if your face hid it.

But my happiness moment was when you told me that you wanted us to really go out, to try and live together.

For the previous few years, we had gone out. Dates to the movies, dates to nice restaurants, dates to fun places like amusement parks -- though you never again took me when I wasn't feeling well after I threw up when you coerced me into riding that roller coaster with you -- they were all happy memories in my scrapbook of our relationship. But you wanted to add one more moment into my scrapbook, a special one framed in gold swirling designs.

We had moved past our school days, graduating and finding jobs that we both loved. But that was not enough.

You told me you wanted me to move in with you, not just to live nearby. I admit it was rough, being so close yet so far from you, so I agreed.

It was a different feeling; we learned each other's habits, annoyed each other with them, fighting, laughing, loving, crying. But we learned to live with one another, and our relationship was richer.

I opened the door to our apartment and walked in, taking off my shoes as I walked across the living room towards our room. I could see the huge stuffed dog you won for me from the first amusement park we went to. I smile, lost in the memories. Do you understand how much I love you? I know you do; after all, you love me as much as I love you.

[Vamphire]

And you know how much I love you -- I still remember the day you were in that accident. I cried so hard -- I had nearly lost you forever. And then you reached up, cupping my cheek as you tenderly told me how you would never leave me voluntarily, that you would fight Death to stay by me.

And I felt my silent tears stream down my face as I leant over to hug you gently, carefully not jousting the tubes connecting you to the quietly beeping machines in the background. Stay by me forever, I whispered in your ear, my tears gradually slowing.

Always.

I sat back into my armchair and you wiped away my tears, offering me a smile. I could feel how wobbly my return smile was, but you watched as I quietly weeped over my near loss.

But it has been a while since then, and what had happened afterwards.

You had always been slightly impatient; the crutches made matters worse. Yet you quietly learned to move around with them as I silently watched you, ready to help if needed.

But you never needed it.

Finally the last days of therapy were over and the cast removed before it was spring again -- where had the time flown to?

But time did pass, and you told me you wanted to sleep with me.

We had been sleeping together, wrapped within each others arms, taking shelter in the warmth of the other during the nights. But we have always been fully clothed, never feeling the need to consummate our love before.

Yet it was different this time -- I had nearly lost you and you had nearly lost the chance to love me. We no longer had the patience to wait until it was too late.

It had nearly been too late for us.

I remember the soft touches that drove me crazy, the sensual kisses we shared with each other as we made love. No, not even making love -- we were creating it. Our love was tangible, covering us, surrounding us, enveloping us with its warm arms, keeping us safe.

And I loved you as you loved me, and we were happy.

But, I smile, we still are happy.

I reached the door of our room, slowly twisting the smooth knob in my hand and pushing the door open. I could only smile at the sight that greeted me.

You sat there on our silk sheets, your head turned as you watched the outside world through the green leaves of the trees. Slowly, you turned, facing me. And I could only watch with happiness as I saw you, my angel, bathed in the warm sunlight of twilight.

My love.

[N-sama]

Okay that was seriously cute! :'3
I love it~!