As I rode Gladiola to the between, I couldn't help but be excited.I have just finished my new song and I really wanted to show Lix.

When we first met, he scared the crap out of me, well, to be honest, I was overreacting, I was easy to scare considering I was ten. So, he being a boy, decided to sneak up on me while I was writing. And you know the rest, but I was satisfied because i'm pretty sure I burst his ear drums when I screamed like my life depended on it, which in this case, at that moment I thought my life did depended on it.

After the fear subsided, I glance at the person who caused my fright. A mop of unruly navy blue hair fell on his forehead, piercing, icy blue eyes, full lips and high cheekbones. I studied him. He looked about 5'7 and barely started to develop. He's still a child. Not much older than me.

But what was he doing here? It's forbidden to enter the Between. But yet he's here. Well, I am too but that's different.No one would come looking for me here. I don't think they even know that I know about this place. And why is his hair blue? Why isn't it like everyone else in the Sun Kingdom? The only people that has dark hair is the people of the Moon Kingdom. Well if he's from the Moon kingdom, then why is he here? Surely he would know that it's forbidden.

As questions after questions raced through my head, my curiosity got the better of me. And I failed to realized that the boy was now in front of me, reading my notes. In the wink of an eye I snapped out of it.

" What do you think you are doing! " I practically yelled and the boy stumbled back a little.

" Why are you so loud? " , he whined.

Ignoring his whining, I asked the question that was on my mind.

" What are you doing here? " , I said. Trying my best to sound emotionless as possible.

" Why do you sound like that? Are you trying to sound like a dude? " he asked, confusion written all over his face. Well that failed. In my head I thought I sounded like those really cool spies that I see movies but in reality I probably sounded like a dying cow.

I sighed, taking another breath of courage I asked again, " Why are you here? "

" I don't know. I guess home sucks " he said with a shrug. I was taken a back by his honesty.

" So, why are you here? " he asked a little awkwardly.

" I just needed some alone time and concentration to write " I said cautiously not knowing if I can trust him.

" Well, i'm Lixue. But you could call me Lix " he said, with hands stretched out.

I look at it, debating on whether I should shake it or not. What would be so wrong if we were friends? I don't have alot of friends so why not make one? After all he's offering. Before I could change my mind I put my hand in his and greeted him properly.

" I'm Crimson, nice to meet you."

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" All this time I never knew

That there's another side of you

As the night becomes the day

This has always been the way

And now I see

And now I know

All these feelings are ready to show

All my life, I never see

The fire blaze, so brightly through the night

As the moonlight shines the way

The path unfolds

Words untold

And we know

And we know "

" Know ....." I finished. Nervously awaiting his response. I rarely wrote songs. I normally cover songs. And he never mind. Sometimes we would just sit under a tree, his head in my lap, while I sing. He usually doze off and I would read to past time.

But this is different. Not only did I write a song, but I also wrote it about us. After we met three years ago he became my best friend. I learned that he was two years older than me, and was from the moon kingdom - as I suspected - his favourite colour was blue, he had three siblings and his name means ' pretty snow', and you know being me, I laughed. I laughed like it was the funniest thing I've ever heard which being said, at that age it probably was.

I returned the favour - my favourite colour is white, I had two siblings and my mother named me Crimson because it is the colour of my hair. Mom said it looked like flames on my head. It started to get darker as I grew, strand by strand. Tips by ti -----

" That was something " a deep voice rumbled, snapping me back to the present.

" That's away of putting it " I replied sarcastically. Getting rather annoyed by his statement. He took so long to figure out what he's going to say and then he said that. Are all boys like this?

" Stop being so offended. I said that because I was utterly speechless. That's the first time you ever sang me a song you wrote. And you sang it with so many emotions it left me speechless " he explained, trying to make me see his point - of - view, which worked, because he kinda had a point. That's the first time I ever sang him a song I wrote. And I was nervous on how he would respond. Would he laugh? And say I was being childish. Because I have no doubt in my mind that he knows what the song means. As I started to panicked --- and thinking up the worst possible solutions --- I felt a warm hand caress my cheeks, sending all bad thoughts away.

Like the idiot I am I said the first thing that was on my mind, " Why is your hand warm and you're from the cold. You're basically cold blooded. So how is that sup-----"

I was cut off by soft lips. Lips that are on mine. Wait on mine? Wait, wait, wait, I'm being kiss. OMG. I'm kissing someone. I' m kissing Lix. Is this a dream? This was my first kiss. My first kiss is with Lix. Before I could fully comprehend he broke the kiss. I could feel the heat slowly rising to my cheeks. I looked at him, shocked.

And then he started blabbering, " Oh I'm sorry. That was not what you meant. Please forgive m--- " placing my lips on his, I cut him off.

" What was that for? " he murmured against my lips. I broke the kiss and replied,

" You were talking too much "

" And saying the wrong things " I added with a laugh.

" Oh, saying the wrong things are we? Well Crimson you're the one and only one for me " he said with a laugh.

My heart skip a beat. Is he serious?

" Yeah much better " I replied joining in with his laughter.

We sat under a tree for the rest of our time together, singing my song. As days pass we drew closer. We started calling the song our song and when he's in a good mood he would sing too.And wow could he sing. When the pressure at home was too much he would sing our song like a lullaby and it always work.

I couldn't ask for someone better to share my heart.