2012 HOLIDAY

Sweetheart

~Shinirai holiday drabble series part 1~

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“Do you have enough scarves on?”

Karai teased her slightly taller companion as she dressed to go out into the cold winter evening.

“I’ll never understand how you can go out side when it’s this cold with just a light jacket and a hat.”

Shinigami responded as she tightened her scarf.

“Hey I have gloves.”

Karai pulled her hands from her pockets and wiggled her black, skeleton gloved fingers at Shinigami. They had been a little gift when the air began to carry a chill, from the very same girl she was about to go out with.

“Alright I’m ready.”
“You’re sure?”
“If we don’t go now I’ll never want to leave.”
“Ok ok. It’s not even that cold out.”
“How are you saying that? Your part snake! Aren’t you like, cold blooded or something now?”

Karai’s response was to shift her mouth and playfull hiss with her snake tongue at Shinigami as the two left for central park. Shinigami stuck her tongue out in response.

They walked out into the chilly winter evening together, Shinigami instantly hiding in her scarf and hood. Karai grinned and slipped her arm in Shinigami’s to walk arm in arm with her.

They were heading to Madison Square Park to see the yearly life sized gingerbread houses for the first time. Karai hadn’t had the chance to enjoy anything unique to amarica’s way of celebrating the holidays. Now she was going to enjoy as much as she could and experience it all along side Shinigami.

“So people really make huge gingerbread houses?”
“Yeah and you just walk around them and look at them aparently.”
“Can we eat them?”
“Leo said no. It’s just something you go see. But they give out free coffee and M&Ms, Twix, Snickers and Dove chocolates.”

Shinigami smiled and her pace quickened.

“Free coffee and sweets, how thoughtful. And a good way to keep someone from trying to eat the houses.”

Karai giggled.

It didn’t take them very long to make it to Madison Square Park and once they did both girls paused and staired for a moment.

It wasn’t everyday one saw life sized gingerbread houses and the sight caught both girl’s of guard. Sure this is what they had come to see but hearing about something and actually seeing it were very different experiences.

“Oh my god this place is awesome!”

Shinigami was off like an excited child leaving Karai to catch up.

With a little joging, Karai was soon at Shinigami’s side again, and the two walked into the park.

The free coffee kept Shini from complaining about the cold and the chocolate was satisfying enough that they weren’t tempted to eat the houses themselves.

Karai’s eyes glanced down and she spotted Shini’s hand at rest at her side as they rounded the last few houses to head back home. It was dark now and their path was lit by countless lights above them. Like stars in the cold night.

“Hey, hold this for me?”

Karai held out her gloved hand and with out question, Shinigami rose her frew gloved left hand to take whatever Karai needed.

The punk girl simply put her hand in Shini’s and held it at her side as they walked together.

Shinigami couldn’t stop smiling the entire way home.

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.