Rose Thorns

                                    

                                          
Ayano walked into the theater club room once she slipped on her indoor shoes, her mind wondering what caused Kizano-kun to give her such a gift.
Upon opening the door, she couldn't deliver what the president and the vice president -Tsuruzo Yamazaki- were arguing about. But sadly upon hearing her, the two purple haired boys stopped.
                          
Ayano stood there stunned before speaking, "Kizano-kun, your hair..." 
The theater club president smiles and ran his fingers through his now much shorter purple locks. "I was getting bored with my old hairstyle, a new session is school is coming up so I must be different than that old me." He hummed, though behind him Ayano could see that Tsuruzo was acting as if he wasn't there. What got him so down? She thought to herself.
Kizano grabbed the girl's hands and smiled more. 
"I see you have gotten my note and your costume~!" "Costume?" "Yes of course! Everyone loved your performance in Romeo & Cinderella, a true star of passion with the world as your stage to perform on. For the school's summer festival I'm doing a small little skit based on a song that spoke to me in soft whispers, about a tailor girl who is stuck madly in love with a man she can't have so she changes herself to this beautiful figure but meanwhile a family of four goes dead each day. I must ask, no, beg you to be my and the worlds wonderful muse of beauty once more for the night." Kizano got on one knee, still holding Ayano's hands in his while his free pressed on his beating heart in his chest. 
                          
"Kizano-kun..." The black haired girl whispered softly, her eyes sparkling softly. The princely young man brushed his soft lips on her knuckles, which he could practically feel her blushing. He looked up at her with soft eyes, which are too sparkling with the same heart-throbbing desire and wonder, "Ayano Aishi, just imagine the two of us on stage, everyone knowing our names in history as the famous actor and actress who complete each other. You...completing me.." Ayano gasped, "W-What are you saying?" "I'm saying something I've never felt before, since the moment I first laid eyes on you, as I watched you go about your day without me I feel empty but now whole with you by my side. I love you Ayano. I'll love you til new heights as my love for you flies around us." He said as he looked straight into her black lagoon eyes, blush crept on his cheeks. 
Ayano's black eyes sparkle even more as tears trickled in, a smile on her soft looking lips which also spoke the beautiful voice he grew to love most of all, "I love you too Kizano-Kun! I've always loved you." The purple haired male smiled and stood up, embracing his love in a sweet and gentle kiss.
                          


                          


                          
"Kizano-kun."
                          
Kizano snapped out of his day dream and looked up at Ayano again, still on the ground holding her hands. 
"Hm?"
"I said I'm sorry. I can't do the show with you..."
He could feel his heart shattered at those words that dug deep within his beating flesh. He got up on his feet fast, his violet eyes as wide as saucers. "But why not? Everyone would love your performance even more." He stated, letting her hands go for now. Ayano rubbed her arms some and with a sigh she explained, "I just can't. I'm already helping my class and helping  Aso-kun with the sport part. And plus, I signed up for so many clubs that I have to help decorate for new comers and such, let alone help set up booths." 
                          
Kizano froze still when he heard the name. Aso Rito?! That son of a bitch! He thought as a image of Aso taking Ayano in his arms, red horns and a tail and all, whispering stuff to her like : "Forget about that loser Kizano, I'll make you happy, Aya-Chan~."
Just thinking about what twisted plan he's brewing makes his blood boil. 
                          
"I...I see. Heheh, so Aso Rito, THE Aso Rito, is asking for help for the sport festival. How...perfect.." He mustered up to croak out, baring his teeth shown grin though if his eyes were open you could see the pure anger and hatred in them. 
Ayano stood there, tilting her head like a cute kitten in confusion. "Are you okay, Kizano-kun?" "Yes yes! I completely understand."
With that, the bell for class rang and Ayano left the room.