Moonlit Rain '2'

by ~Neko-Caragaile

CHAPTER TWO `BLISSFUL CONVERSATIONS`
~REN~
Even though I found it very odd that this random guy I never met before would invite me to his house, I actually liked the house it was 2-storied and when you walked in a few feet ahead there was the stairs to the left was the den im assuming which had a opening to the kitchen to the right was the living room which had a sliding screen door with a patio out back.
“Come on we can go up stairs and dry off”, He said lightly as he began to jog up the stairs I followed him slowly as I was taking in all of the surroundings. I don’t hate the house I just have deep issues with going to places I never been and much less with people I never met hence my current situation. When we get up stairs I follow him to the back of the 2nd floor hall and there’s a door covered in Posters some of rock bands I listen to and some of people I never heard of. “yeeeah, you kinda gotta excuse my room its kinda junky but I like it that way” he said with a sigh I looked at him confused but then shrugged it off I saw a computer chair and I walked over to it and sat down scanning the room.
“Uh…huh well wait here while I get us some towels ok?” he asked lightly as if I was going to run off or something if I did would it even matter we don’t know each other and most guys can’t stand me so im not really used to being around them for too long, but alas I nodded and he left out the room when down the hall. While he was gone I began looking down scanning the floor finding discarded socks and shoes and I think I also saw a skateboard I don’t know it seems to be covered by something. Also I don’t move anything because I know he’ll end up getting mad and then that will be more drama for me and I don’t need that now. I turned around and saw a stack of CDs on the computer desk I even found one of “Blink-182: Greatest Hits” and another of Breaking Benjamin’s “Phobia” I fiddled with them looking at their covers and album art I recognized some but others were of bands I never heard of.
During the time I was looking at his CDs I guess he came in with the towels because he tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around to see him drying his hair which was a black with blue highlights. I didn’t focus on his wardrobe until now the bad thing about rain is that it tends to blur your vision after a while, but his outfit consisted of loose black jeans with a white Famous shirt and a white with black studs belt he also had some wristbands on one of a band slipknot I think and another of a simple checker design.
“…What?” he said with a confused look on his face as he held the towel towards me offering it still. I blinked a few times and slightly shook my head, “sorry...” I muttered quietly as I lightly took the towel and began to try off head and face and body. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged; he walked over to his bed and flopped down onto it now attempting to dry his back and chest. Now I know I space out a lot at times but I guess I didn’t notice I was staring at me until he got up and waved his hand in my face abit and it scared me cause I didn’t know he was that close. He jerked his hand back when he saw me react, I blinked at him a few times, and “You ok?” he said sounding somewhat concerned, I nodded as I began to dry off what was still wet. “You Sure?”  He asked, “I’m fine...just thinking” I assured him I kinda don’t like having people worry about me even though I don’t get it much it bothers me a bit.
“Hmm...” he mutters raising an eyebrow as he leaned over to me with his arm reached out. I got a bit nervous when I saw him getting closer and turned my head trying to avoid this becoming a akward moment, But he reached over with his other hand and cupped my chin making me face him and he placed the back of his palm to my forehead. I didn’t really know how to explain it but my heart started beating faster and my skin is a bit on the dark side but I guess it could still show a blush if its deep enough that is idk I only have like 2 shades darker than tanned skin so I don’t know. “You’re a little warm but I don’t feel much of a heat on you, your skin seems a bit chilled” he explained as he removed his hands from my face. I sort of missed the warm touch of his hands mind you I didn’t know him and I don’t like my face being touched but…I wouldn’t mind if he touched me his was a comforting touch. “Uh...” I paused I couldn’t really form words for a reason I just stared at him scanning his face for a reaction, he looked really confused.
“Oh, speaking of thinking that reminds me we didn’t finish our conversation at the park” he said as he propped himself up with his arms as he smirked when he looked at me. I looked away.
“We didn’t?” I asked timidly
“Nope so shall we continue or would you rather sit here?” he offered. He blinked and turned around to look out the window above the side of his bed. He sighed, “what the fuck man it’s still summer why hasn’t the rain let up yet?” he grumbled as he traced over his bed and flipped open his cell phone and sucked his teeth. I looked over him, “something wrong?” I asked, he closed the phone and tossed it aside on the bed. “I’d hate to tell you this but at this rate if the rain doesn’t let up I don’t think you’ll be able to go home til the next morning.” He stated somewhat casually. I didn’t really care but I don’t think I’d be able to stay here though I never been in this house and I don’t think his parents would even let me stay even if for one night. “Uhm I can walk home in the rain I don’t mind it” I stated trying to sound casual still facing the floor.
He got a bit of a shocked look on his face, “No way im letting you go out in that rain dressed the way you are now, dude.” he said in a skeptical defensive voice. I raised an eyebrow, “remind me again why you’re being nice to me?” I asked bluntly keeping my gaze on him again. He blinked, “well you looked like something was wrong I kinda wanna know” he said looking away. “Why?” I pressured, I wanted to know why normal people just see me and walk by or pass little comments about me depending on how im dressed or how I look etc. so why is he the one that actually has an inkling of a caring thought of me being in the rain? Hmm. “I...I don’t know I just do is that a problem?” he returned defensively still not looking at me. I sighed not feeling like I want to continue on I heard a bit of agitation in his voice in that last comment. “No not at all” I said quietly.
There was a moment of silence between us, the steady ticking of a clock somewhere in this room was heard but I couldn’t seem to pinpoint its location odd.
“So what’s your name anyway, kid?” he said turning to look at me still propped up by his arms as some of his still damp hair fell in his face.
“Ren...yours?” I asked in return.
“Oh, my name is Aron, but Ren huh? Cool I like it somewhat basic but different” he said in what seemed to be a compliment.
“Mhm I guess so…”  I said quietly as a started messing with the towel.
There was another akward silence between us again this was becoming painful. If I was to stay here for the night I hope the whole night wouldn’t be like this.
I toke this time to start the conversation, “you said we didn’t finish our conversation from earlier?” I asked somewhat casually. “Oh, ahaha yeah why were you sitting in the pouring rain?” he asked readjusting himself as he tossed the towel behind himself and slouching over. “I like the rain” I stated simply. “Enough to risk your health?” he asked skeptically as he raised an eyebrow. “I’ve done many things to risk my health...and im still here today” I said lowly I don’t know if he could hear the change of tone in it but I hope he didn’t I don’t want me to start worrying over me…but then again I wouldn’t mind it if it means he will touch me again hmm. “What’s that suppose to mean?” he asked straightening up giving me a look and snapping out of my thoughts. “Im a very different person as some would explain it” I said. “well we got time it’s like..” he started as he scrambled for his phone once again flipping it open, “6:57pm and I don’t think you’ll be going home anytime soon I don’t think your parents would appreciate it if you came home like a soaked dog.” he explained as he closed his phone. I looked away I didn’t want to think about my home at this time I rarely want to I try to focus on other stuff even if its little thinks like something wrong on my outfit just something to keep my mind off of that place.
“…I… my parent don’t live with me” I said quietly.
He blinked a lil surprised, “you don’t? Did something happen?” he asked quietly
“My father lives in a different state and I don’t have a mother” I said looking away from his gaze. I can’t look at him while im talking about this my friends say I show a lot of anger in my eyes I talk about it.
“Oh, um sorry I guess” he said scratching the back of his head and frowning a bit. I didn’t like the frown on his face he has a really cute face the frown just ruins it, “...dont frown” I said aloud I guess it snapped him out of his thoughts cuase he looked at me a bit surprised. “It ruins your facial features…and you have a...hmm” I stopped seeing the akward silence come along with that sentence. He stared at me for a little while with a surprised look on his face.
“Aron! We’re home! And it’s raining like Hell out there did you make home ok?” a feminine voice called out from downstairs.

_{Hmm this is really going well but eh I think I probably would have started on chapter 3 if I didn’t fall asleep this afternoon after school eh at least I got this done so I guess that’s ok. ~N3K0}