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"Stupid Ken," you mutter loudly. You hear him get up and run after you.
"Oh, I'm sorry...." he said, trying hard to swallow his laughter. "I don't mean it...." he replied contritely, walking up to stand in front of you.
"Well....what DO you mean Ken?" you ask, still walking and trying to ignore him.
Looking up, a flustered Ken replies "Well....I ....ah..um..." Smart answer.
"I think I might go home now," you say nonchantly.
Ken stumbles over his feet. I suppose he's not used to walking backwards. "Aw... don't be like that," he says while taking something from under his sweater.
That certainly got your attention. You pause, watching him.
He rummages for a moment, mumbling to himself. "I know I put it here before I left." He looks down. "Ah..here it is," he replies with a grin.
Like magic he pulls out a gentian. "I was going to save this for later," he admitted shyly, "but here you go."
Oh...he's so sweet sometimes. Taking the offered flower, you smile. "Happy Valentine's day." He says softly. Even through the dark you can see Ken is blushing rather violently. "Thanks." You say, brushing the flower against your cheek. You look up at Ken who was busy trying not to combust from embarrassment. Suddenly, you remember your present for Ken. You take out your bag and fumble around looking for it. Your hands brush across a small gift- wrapped box. You remember how you came across it. You know it was probably not a good idea to get him this but.... should you really give it to him?
This story was written by Chess. All rights reserved. ^_^