Tadashi's POV:
But, oh boy, was I wrong...
That year, we had a new student in our grade, Lucas Fullilove. Not only was it strange for someone to come at our school sometimes else then 5th grande, but he also was a foreigner.
From as much as I knew from the papers I read and from the discussions we held with the student council, he was a ver smart boy. He got excellent grades till then, and was part of the swimming club. He was also a writer, and was pretty popular among young ladies and even males.
The moment I have first seen Lucas...was the moment I first felt love. And his name, Fullilove...not lots know that, but the name's origins would actually mean "living up to their name". Even so, I wouldn't be shock if he would actually had been full of love.
I wished for him to love me forever. I wanted him to hold me in his arms. I wanted to touch his lips all of the time, to kiss him head to toe. I loved his freckles and his curly short golden hair. He was everything I wished for. I wanted to make him mine so bad... I couldn't resist the temptation.
Now, when I remember everything, everything we did together. I want to cry. I know Areum thinks he is a jerk but...that's because I never told her the truth.
To be more precise, we started dating after one month since we started 9th grade. He was Areum's age, but he went to school later than the other children, because his parents used to travel a lot and didn't have time to enrol him in any school because they were always away.
He was so opened about us dating...we never had to hide it. I got lots of friends. And I felt loved. So very loved.
I even now remember what Lucas said in his 9th grade graduation speech...
"I was 16 years old when I first meet you. One sight was enough for me to fall in love with your smile. One sight was enough for me to understand that I wanted to be yours, that I wanted you to be mine. I wanted to wake up in your arms, and fall asleep seeing your face. I love you, Tadashi. I love you more than you can imagine."
After that day, I realised how great was it to be able to say who you truly are. How important and pleasing was it.
We both left for America after 9th grade. I decided to go there with him. He already got in a really good hight school there and I wasn't ready to leave him, nor was he. I got accepted into a cooking college, and didn't hesitate.
We both lived in a big apartment on the cost line. I loved the water, and the sun. I liked taking walks with him under the moon. I loved how friendly were the people in the area.
Life was great. I was one step closer to become what I wished for. And I was one step closer to live a life with the person I loved most in this world.
Three years passed by like this, so he finally graduated hight school. He decided to take a gap year, so he could find a good university for himself, and spend more time with me. I was so happy for him.
It was the day of our 4th year anniversary. I was getting myself ready for our date. I put on a white polo t-shirt, a pair of black pants, a transparent black jacket and a pair of sport shoes. I wasn't the type to wear suits, maybe only at important events.
Lucas, on the other hand, was wearing a very expensive colourful suit. He got it for pride month the year before, but never had the chance to wear it, as he was too busy to attend any events at that time.
We walked to the Italian restaurant down the coast, the same restaurant we had our first date night at when we first moved there.
We held hands all the way there. It was a pleasant October night. It was only 8 PM, yet, the moon was reflecting in the peaceful waters. We were both happy.
"Wow...4 years" Lucas looked at me. I didn't realise I said that out loud. He stoped and sign "You are right. Time flies so fast when I'm with you, my love." He smiled as he looked in my eyes. I got closer and kissed him. He kissed me back in a matter of seconds.
I broke the kiss the moment I realise I was holding my breath. But I couldn't do anything else. We were nine clouds high. I wanted to live in the moment. I wanted to spend the rest of my days like this. Kissing him under the beautiful skies of the night.
"We should get going." I said more for myself. He nods, and we continue our walk.
The restaurant was 5 meters away from the ocean. You could feel the breeze touching your skin from the terrace. The salty fragrance of the waves was giving the place a nice atmosphere.
We sat at our table. From as much as I knew, our table had the best view to the water. And I liked that. I liked the water. It made me feel good. I couldn't hear the weaves, but I understood their pain. They were making everything in my life special.
I ordered some sea food for me and Osso buco for Lucas, as Lucas went to ask the singer for a specific song.
Osso buco was Lucas' favourite food. His grandmother was Italian, so she made a lot of Italian traditional dishes when he was a kid.
When he came back, he was all smile. He asked if I wanted to dance. I wasn't a big fan of dancing, as I couldn't hear the music, but I accepted his offer. He was so happy about it...I couldn't resist.
We went straight to the dance floor. It took me a matter of seconds to understand what song we would dance on. Then I looked at the singer and waited for him to start singing.
Lucas took the lead, obviously. We were both so happy. We were enjoying the moment very much. He held me by my waist, and spoon me in the air. When he put me down, we kissed. I don't know for how long. I lost track of time. With him, I always lose track of time.
We stand there, in the middle of the dance floor, kissing, while people were staring at us. Two man kissing was what they were looking at. Two man expressing their love? No. We were two humans who loved. Just like them. We loved and cared for each other, just like them. We were all the same.
"I love you." I whispered, while tears were streaming down my face. I didn't knew why I was crying. Was it happiness? I think. "I love you so very much, Lucas!!!" I said pulling him closer.
"I love you too, Tadashi, my love" I looked at him with shock that would soon turn into pain.
...
And that was it. The beginning of my hurt. The moment I got my hearing back, was the moment I wish never happened.