Exhausted, he was exhausted. The battle today had been so fatiguing . He sighed. He supported his arm. The others were alsowounded, he could not let his "small" wound retreaded first.
He tried to slip unnoticed into his room. If he could get away, no one would ask, the better.

Very quietly he tried to avoid them. Sneaking down the hall. Any sound would screw it up. He stopped. Cheerful blond curlsup bounching up and down. Her hazel brown eyes, he melt away from them.
Pain crept him to his heart when he saw the cut in her left arm. Mia talked to her, as she bandaged the arm began to settle.

He saw her smile. He melted more. Her smile was so warm. His gaze shifted to her lips. Pink, kiss approx. He sighed. She was so young. He smiled to himself when he heard her whining. Clearly she wanted treat. But Mia knew well enough how hyper Emily could be because off candy.

He shook his head. Was startled when he heard his name called. He slipped away.

Mia and Emily looked on. "Did you hear anything?" Emily shrugged her shoulders.

He opened the door of his room shut, relieved. He looked at his shoulder. He hissed. The wound did not look good. He openedhis window when he heard footsteps. He disappeared through the window.

Only towards the evening he came back. He came into the gardens. Bright notes piercing his ears. Immediately he went toward the sound. Cheerful and bright tones. The music filled him with joy. He floated.

He found Emily sitting on a bench. Her eyes closed and back partially turned towards him. Her fingers went over the holes as she blew gently. The wind danced. He leaned against the wall, enjoying watching and listening.

The tones went up and down. He was no longer surprised that she became not red from all that blowing. She did it long, since hersister became sick. His eyes sparkled. Eyes only for her, the rest around him disappeared. The spotlight was on her, just her.

Mia who had come to watch, even that he didn't realize. Mia put a satisfied smile. She recognized the look. She thought it was that Emily has never had love boys. Mia decided to leave and the two cross each other to fit the moment.

Some forcing could ruin everything for both, she knew it.

He kept staring at the beauty before him. Completely lost. The last notes died away, but his gaze lingered. He heard her deep breathing. She let down her flute again only he was aware when she stood straight and turned around.

He steady himself straight. Quickly he tried to be gone, too late. Their eyes crossed each other. Emily astonished.

'Hey' he announced.

"Hi, uh how long have you been there standing?" she asked innocent blushing.

"Long enough," he answered playfully. Emily gave him a confused look. She came closer to him.

"Where have you been, I .. we have been looking for you."

"Did you just say I," he caught her. She blushed deeper.

"Maybe," she teased. He laughed. He wanted to run away, but Emily took him by the shoulder. He shrunk a little bit. Emily drew herhand back. "Are you hurt?" He shook his head. 'Liar'

Emily took him along to a bench. She pulled on his shirt. She gasped. "Why do you hide it, it must be attended to."

"Emi ..."

"No, care now," she refused to hear some of his protest.

'Mia!' she cried. Came the black-haired, kitchen apron under the flower. Warning, she cooked tonight. "Can you go get the first aid kid," Mia looked questioningly first moment. She did tqke the kid afterwards out.

"Next time you come right away 'obligatory Emily when she took care of him. "I don't like to see you hurt, okay?" He nodded. He put his shirt back properly.

"Thanks."

"My pleasure" She gave him a well-deserved kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to help Mia before anything is burning again when she is distracted by Kevin."

He chuckled. He saw her skipping merrily inside, all furrows to follow her.

do you know who it is? Let me know :pp