HARDCORE READING(CLOSED: BLAZE - MIRUKU)

The action of him shutting the book just right to get her attention was clever, because the librarian didn't say anything to them anymore. At least for the time being. She wanted to go say something to the librarian. She'd ball her hands in a neat little fist.



This man was interesting to look at. At least to Blaze, he was. He was much paler than her compared to her dark skin. He was blonde and blue-eyed. The perfect definition of a stereotypical image of 'purity'. He seemed urgent to come and assist her, but not to the point he'd seemed to do so abrupt that it would bother her or the librarian.



He was clever, but Blaze didn't think this quite yet.



As she stared in the direction of the librarian, she'd hear his voice.



'Miss....?' she'd think to herself. She'd stare into his eyes and analyze his face, seemingly recognizing this was a stranger to her. A physically attractive stranger, but a stranger all the none less. He had very opposing features compared to her. She found this noteworthy, but didn't seem weird and didn't verbally voice it.



He'd begin picking up the books that she had no intention on assisting the house elves with. Upon hearing, the word 'elves', however, did make her start assisting as well. She'd start placing the books on a pile alongside the anonymous person. She didn't stand up, but was dragging herself across the floor. The wooden floor was smooth, but was a bit dusty. However, Blaze would have a difficult time standing up.



Usually, she'd just leave a mess, but perhaps she could help. Besides, the ones who put it back were people of fellow blood.



Afterward, she'd see Miruku staring at her body. At first, she liked it but it made her nervous. The half demon would find it rather pleasing, although, it made her heart race and just as nervous as how Miruku would talk.



Oh, so he wasn't looking at her sexually? Out of pure concern? Oh well. Just as pleasant she supposed.



"I'll be good and fine!" she'd insisted. How dare she fall! Her father would beat her even more just as punishment for embarrassing him if he were here. The thought of it made her uncomfortable. She'd sigh and look down subconsciously, although it could be easily taken for something else. Remembering Miruku had his eyes on her would cause her to look up at him, "Ok! It's ok!" she'd lie as she attempted to stand up using the edge of a nearby table.



'Weak! Weak! Weak!' she'd muttered to herself, but if one were to intently listen they could make out the words.



"What's your name? Mine is Blaze!" she'd say trying to smile despite the pain. She'd lean against the table awkwardly.



'Damnit! What a first impression you've just made there!' Blaze would think to herself. The words 'pathetic' would echo through her mind as if she could never make a mistake.



Then again, Blaze's subconscious goals were simple: never make a mistake or face harsh consequences.

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Blaze would take his hand and grip onto it tightly so she could stand on her two feet properly. Blaze would then be offered she didn't expect.

A red liquidy potion filled with healing properties. She was unsure of whether to take it or not at first. She doubt he was trying to kill her, however, she was unsure if she wanted to look weak to him still.

'He thinks I'm weak?? Doesn't he.' she thought to herself. She wanted to be the one wearing the pants of this relationship, but gender roles were a thing.

Blaze decided if she was already seen weak by this man she had nothing to lose by taking the potion. It'd just be more of an emphasis. She'd sigh and then grab the man's potion and take it as a token of friendship. Her fingertips brushing by his in the pass.

She'd drink all of the red semi-thick magical liquids. As she did some of the bruises on her legs would completely vanish. Red magical sparks would surround the wounds and would vanish a few seconds later. The only 'wounds' still intact with Blaze's ebony skin was the would on her head. The wound closed up, just dry blood, and was a scab.

"Well.....That was fast....." she'd say. Blaze would let go of her pride and make eye contact with Miruku, "Thanks! I was just looking for books on resurrecting the dead, but I didn't find anything too interesting. It's pretty complicated thing I heard..... I was also looking for some fiction books! Do you read a lot?" she'd ask Miruku, "MIruku is a nice name. No I don't need to see a nurse or get anything else. Thanks so much!" she'd say, "What are you doing at this library? You seemed to be doing some hardcore reading on a fairly big book!" Blaze would exclaim and give him a smirk.

Thank goodness her pain was gone.

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Upon Miruku's next series of questions, Blaze would turn cold.



"I want to learn to resurrect the dead because it's interesting? Why wouldn't I?" she'd said as if giving a vague and sloppy answer. He'd then change the subject for a quick moment to fiction and lead her away to the fiction section. He'd recommend her a good book, one she had not read as of yet. She had calmed down at this point, but he'd bring up the uncomfortable subject again. She'd squeeze her fists and look angry. Almost as if she was going to whack Miruku unexpectedly.



"Let's just say..... There was someone much stronger than you and me who I loved deeply. And that he is no longer with us in the present day. Someone who was high up in the Hisakawa military.....He had....power." Blaze would say. She would release her fist and try to relax. Seeing her father up in the bed, motionless. Sores on his arms. Blood everywhere. Open, yet blank eyes with no expressions or emotions. It bothered her to no end. What could she have done wrong? She was clearly not enough for him. She still had the letter til' this day. An odd thing to keep one might think, a suicide note, but it did remind her of him and what she could of done.



She couldn't prove the man wrong before her too. It'd seemed weird. Still, a complete stranger, Blaze didn't want to seem weak before him. She'd mask her feelings with a cold look. One, which could be taken the wrong way. She 'd sigh as if trying to get herself together then say, "I'm sorry..... I just had a moment there," she'd say and tap her chin as if thinking still, but trying to shift her thoughts away from her father would then say, "Since, you asked if I were bothered by something..." she'd attempt to repeat what he said. But it sounded nothing like it at all. She was letting her emotions get in the way of her intelligence. Not once did Miruku ask if she was 'bothered' by anything. After stating this, she realized her verbal mistake but didn't correct it. Perhaps he wouldn't catch on.



Here she was, letting a new friend and attractive individual see her dark side too soon. She'd sigh again and look nervously away, "Look. I'm sorry. It's my father who passed away. He was very precious to me. He beat me sometimes.....But I miss him. He died not too long ago. I really do," she'd say, "I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you. I never was. I swear. I would never hurt someone as beautiful as you." she'd lie. She did get mad at him and did consider whacking him. Hopefully, he'd let it slide. Now she was just saying anything. She couldn't let this person leave her now. She had just found him. It was a strange feeling, nobody cared for her, now someone showed the slightest amount of sympathy. And here she was, trying to take him and keep him.



"So who is this friend of yours? Is she a girlfriend? A distant relative?" she'd ask. A 'friend'. Sounded more than like a friend to Blaze if he was so dedicated to her.

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