Childhood

"Hey brother, are you okay?" said the little girl. Her jet black hair was tied in low pig-tails, her eyes grey in color, her dress and apron tainted with flour. She looked like a little Lolita doll, except for the fact that flour was all over her.

She was helping her mama and papa at their bakery store when she took a break in the back yard garden. That's when she saw a young boy who was taller than her shielding himself with wooden gates, as if he's trying to hide from something or someone. Being the young-and-naive 8 year old girl that she was, Megan poked the boy's shoulder without having fear of him being a bad stranger.

Startled, the young boy turned around to see a small girl who's strangely covered in some sort of white powder.

"Can I help you with something?" He asked.

The little girl was silent, staring at the boy and admiring him. He had a black hair, thick eyebrows with fluttering eyelashes, pairing with his pale blue eyes.

Megan was mesmerized by his beauty and didn't hear what he said.

"Hello?" Said the boy. Megan snapped out of her day dreaming and took a step back looking at his attire.

"Hey brother, are you a knight? Why do you have that long metal stick with you? Why is your eyes blue? Why are you hiding in my back yard? What's your name?" The girl asked endlessly.

"..." the boy was silent, after a couple of seconds he said, "No, I am not a knight, but I do train to fight. This is a sword not a long metal stick, and I carry this around to protect myself. My eyes are blue because of my mother... I'm hiding here because someone is following me. Sorry for intruding your back yard. The name's Victon".

Megan stared at Victon trying to process all of the things he had said.

"Hi brother Victon, my name is Megan and I make bread with my mama, papa, and brother" she said with a sweet smile.

Victon's heart skipped a beat when he saw the little ones smile. Her cheeks became chubbier when she smiled, he had the urge to poke it, but he restrained himself.

"Sorry to bother you Megan, I'll take my leave now" Victon said, seeing the people tracking him down were nowhere to be found. He had taken a step away when he felt his coat being tucked at.

"Wait, are you coming back tomorrow to play with me?" Said the little one with her mouth pouting. She didn't want the pretty brother to leave so early when he just got here. Even though she didn't know who he was, she wanted to look at him all day because he's so pretty!

"If you come tomorrow, Megan will give you some yum yum bread from my bakery" little Megan bribed.

"..." Victon didn't know who this little one was, he just came here to get shelter against some pursuers, but he didn't expect for her to invite a stranger back to her back yard garden. Victon thought that she was naive and stupid to do something like inviting a stranger back again to play with her. What if it wasn't him that came? What if it was someone else? what if they decides to kidnap her? Shaking the thought away, he made up his mind.

"Alright, I'll come back tomorrow" said the boy.

"You promise?" Megan said holding out her pinky. Hooking her pinky to his, Victon said, "yes I promise".

The little girl smiled brightly with a resurrection thought that her pretty brother is coming back tomorrow to play with her.

Then he left, as swiftly as the wind.