Yeah, another story that will fall to the twentieth page. Just leave me in my peace. Prologue~ "I-Ichigo!" She ran down the side of the river, the grass being squished under her tiny feet. Her big, crystal blue eyes blinked, chasing after the small boy. "Banessaaa!" "Silly, it's Vanessa!" she giggled. Age 5. Innocent. Adorable. His messy brown hair infuriated him as he tripped and fell, hurting his arm. He wailed loudly, alerting his mother and the girl's mother. "I-Ichigo?!" the girl cried, running faster to help him. His arm got cut on a rock, crimson staining it. "Banessa!" He had freckles, slowly sprawling all over his face. His hazel and yellow eyes seemed scary, when he really isn't. "Ichigo! What happened?" asked the girl's mother. "I-I tripped!" "Vanessa," his mother started. "Can you go get the band aids for me please? And some towels?" She nodded, running into the pale, brown and white house. She dug through the bathroom cabinets, finding a first aid kit containing all the fancy stuff. Then she ran to the kitchen, grabbing the roll of towels. She ran outside, her limbs weak already. "Here you go!" she said, somewhat saddened but cheerful. The sight of more blood coming from the boy's arm scared her. She ran to her mother's car and sat in the backseat, where she belonged. The two mothers had cleaned the boy's arm and bandaged it up, making the arm begin the first stage of healing. The boy wandered around for her. "Banessa?..." She was in the car, crying. Her long, straight brown hair being somewhat molted to her face with tears. Her face was all red and hot, as if she was slapped. The fearless girl was now the girl beginning to gain multiple fears, and the past would only repeat itself.
Chapter One, The Girl of Fears~ Five Years Later, Age 10. "Vanessaaaaa!" he laughed, hugging her and tackling her on the soft carpet of the family room in his house. The two mothers sat on the couch, talking and laughing at the two children. "Ouch! Ichigo!" she moaned, him pulling her hair. Her hair is a dark brown with light streaks of brown as well. Her crystal blue eyes remain unreadable. Her personality was loved by many, including Ichigo. Ichigo was still smaller than Vanessa, but his hair has been cut, and spiked. His hazel eyes appear to scare her sometimes. His face is a mess of freckles. He has a tiny crush on Vanessa, but we all know how big 'tiny' is. Vanessa rolled around on the carpet, giggling like she was insane. Ichigo and her lied beside each other. She smiled, and Ichigo's face turned red. For an Asian type name, many people thought it was odd for a caucasian boy to have an Asian name. Vanessa was japanese and American, but she was almost as white as Ichigo. From his reddened face, his crush was getting more and more infuriating, and his love sick heart fell deeper. ---------------------- Her giggles were like candy in his head. He couldn't get enough. Her sweet, kind and caring heart was a dream. But there's only one problem. Her. Her own disorders and phobias stopped her from falling in love with him. With Axeinty and OCD, she slowly is being dissolved into a monster of her own fears. Even a therapist they once tried didn't work. Then her mother had an idea. Ichigo. He's the only one that she will talk to about her problems and her uprising fears. ----------------- She smiled and kissed his cheek, and he grinned foolishly. She lied back down on the carpet, being dissolved in her train of thought. Thinking about all of her fears, and how stupid some of them were.
Actually I have a love-hate relationship with her. She keeps trying to bite my fingers for fun and she scratched me yesterday. ,_, Which is ironic considering I was the one who gave her a name. And that her name is actually a kind and sweet character. Yeah, her name is Primrose, Prim for short. ._.