Okay, the other one. This one isn't one sided. Yay. Happiness because I am so pissed at my dad today. LET'S GO.

I was sitting by the fire.

We were lost, in the middle of nowhere.

All because Cliff 'knew his way around.'

He hadn't even been here before!

Everyone else was asleep, but it was far too cold for me to close my eyes and dream. I shivered.

"You're going to catch death because o fthat stupid Klausian," a voice said.

Him.

Juts by the coldness in the voice I could tell.

He sat next to me. Not too close, but he wasn't far away.

"Sleeping might help," he said. I just sat there.

"What? Not going to talk? You'll talk to those worms, yet not with me?" he said, sending chills down my spine. His voice…

It was so cold and distant…

"You hate me, do you not?" he mumbled. I looked at him. His face showed no emotion.

"Well, answer."

"I do not hate you." He looked at me in surprise.

"Then you must despise me on some level."

"Not that either."

"Well, you must not have any feeling toward me because those are the only emotions people feel for me," he said.

A moment of silence.

"I care for you," I whispered.

Another moment of silence.

"What?" He turned to me. He searched my eyes for a lie, but he couldn't find it.

He never would.

I blushed and continued.

"It is true. Why do you not believe me?" I asked. I even dared to scoot closer to him.

He said nothing. Turned away.

"Look who isn't talking now," I teased. He said nothing still. I was worried. Why? I have no clue.

I scooted even closer and put my hand on his. It was warmer than I had expected.

He looked at me with a mad expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" he tried to pull his hand away, but I held on. I noticed he wasn't trying to get away. I think he wanted me to hold him.

"I care about you."

"Shut up," he said hoarsely.

"I care about you."

"Shut up."

I care about you."

"Get off me!"

"I care about you."

"Stop lying!" I think he was about to cry.

"I care about you."

"GO AWAY!" He screamed.

"I care about you."

"Leave me alone." And he grabbed me in his arms.

A… hug?

"Shut up, shut up, shut up," he mumbled to himself. Was he crying?

Albel the Wicked.

Crying?

I pulled my arms around him to comfort him. He had been needing human contact, I knew it. Poor...

Minutes later, he pulled away. Tears were in my eyes, not his. He looked into my eyes, searching. What was he…

He kissed me.

He just leaned in and awkwardly put his lip son mine. I was stunned. Part of me wanted to pull away, the other wanting to stay.

I closed my eyes and allowed it.

Why he started kissing me, I do not know.

But maybe we could stay like this for awhile.

Awwwww. How sweet. Totally OOC, but I could care less. I'm not happy right now, and I felt like giving someone some happiness. Hope you enjoyed.