A Billion Starry Nights

"I wanted to know about you," I curled my fingers around the frame, but Haruka kepted talking and I could feel him kneeling over me, stroking my hair like he used to. I closed my eyes and the lingering moonlight faded into reddish darkness as I continued to listen to him, I don't care if he's a ghost or just my mind, I need to hear his pretty voice. "The way your voice rang out that first time, I could tell who you were, the girl on the beach was still alive' was my first thought, after that night I never thought of you again but the memory came back so clear I could smell the blood on your mouth, I'm glad that she's alive, but then I wanted to know more about you."

There were things about Los Angeles that I loved, living with crazy seiko who loved to paint on the brick wall and make instant foods was fun for me, Tomos constant sleeping waiting for his shift at the Hollywood cemetery was comforting I studied at work when t wasn't busy but I wasn't hitting my assignments and my sister was worried. The thing I didn't like about Los Angeles though was that Harris didnt live here he was still living in long beach because his college was full on dorms, so he took the metro here every day sometimes his car he had a very nice Volvo, I wonder if he has money not because I want it, but because I feel embarrassed and somehow below people with money but unlike those girls that made me feel awful about myself and my household income Haruka has never given me that vibe, I wonder what it is and does it have to do with the tightening on my chest when I think about him, I feel as I'm passing a big piece of bread that is stuck inside my throat and...

The back gat was open again, I decided to go through it as I passed the alley instead of going in the front door, with more than likely would have some homeless man's urine all over the stump by now. The back gate is usually closed, but as I walk through it I see that someone is holding it, and it's Haruka. He has very plush scarf on and a black buttoned breast jacket with red accents, he's wearing his work jeans and Docs and ear muffs, I noticed them as he greeted me. "Hey,"  I bowed my head in his direction, the chilling  wind not letting me talk properly, clattering I manged, "H-Hi, Y-You goin-ng to work-k?" he nodded, "No, I just got back, Chara, you're freezing,"but my clattering had worried him and took his scarf off and put it on me suddenly and we went inside through the back door. It lead up the corridor, the heat from the inside began to warm me instantly specially my left hand, it was warm it felt good. However this wasn't th...