"Ah Kumajiro!" I giggled as the cute white polar bear climbed onto my lap. I was sitting in the living room of Matthew's apartment. He's been my boyfriend for almost a year and I think maybe he might propose to me soon. Well, I shouldn't expect it but I don't want to jinx it. I came over to his place a lot and his pet polar bear, Kumajiro, always liked playing with me. Right now I was waiting for Matthew to come back from the kitchen with our lunch. "Kumajiro you're so cute," I touches his nose with my finger.
"I know," the white bear spoke back to me in a cute voice. Oh yeah, Kumajiro is a talking polar bear by the way. I'm not sure how he learned to talk though. He doesn't say much but when he does talk it's to ask who Matthew is. For some reason they both seem to forget each other's names. Of course, I have to correct them constantly.
"I-I made us sandwiches," a quiet familiar voiced called out from the kitchen. Matthew was walking toward me with a plate of beautifully made mini sandwiches. He set them on the coffee table in front of me. "D-Dig in," he insisted.
"Thanks Matt you're the best!" I giggled and began chewing on my sandwich. Kumajiro then nudged my hand with his head. I giggled and held my sandwich toward him. "Have a bite!"
"My sandwich," Kumajiro ate the rest of my sandwich. I chuckled and Matthew scratched the back of his head.
"It's ok, I made a l-lot more," Matt began nibbling on a sandwich as he sat very close next to me on the couch. I grabbed another one and ate the whole thing before Kumajiro could eat it. The bear just kept watching me and Matt eat our sandwiches.
"Who are you?" Kumajiro asked my Canadian boyfriend. I sighed then giggled.
"He's Matthew, from Canada!" I answered the bear. I looked at Matthew and smiled. He smiled back at me then leaned forward to kiss me. His kisses were sweet and soft and they never changed. I felt Kumajiro pawing at my arm so I pulled away from the kiss. "Kumajiro?"
"My __________." The cute bear poked his head up between ours so we couldn't continue to kiss each other. Matthew took Kumajiro and looked at him in the eye.
"M-my __________," Matthew said back to the bear. Kumajiro hopped off his lap and landed in mine again.
" He said and snuggled his head against my chest. I chuckled a little, thinking he must have been being silly. . I petted his head and looked at my confused boyfriend.
"I'm sure he's just being silly." I reassured him.
silly Kumajiro.." Matt sighed then kissed me again. I felt Kumajiro stir around on my lap like he was nervous. I looked down at him and pouted.
"Kumajiro what's the matter?" I asked the polar bear. His beady black eyes stared up at me with curiosity.
"I feel sick
" He said in a sad tone.
you feel sick?" I repeated him. He nodded his little head then scratched behind his ear. I hugged him close to me and looked at Matthew. "Do you have medicine for him?"
he's n-never been sick before
I a-always made sure to take good care of him
" Matthew got up from the couch and headed to room with the medicine cabinet. "I don't think our human medicine would work on him."
"Where's the closest vet?" I asked, still hugging Kumajiro.
I'd rather n-not go there
" Matthew looked at me nervously.
"Well why not?"
uh...l-last time I took him to the vet, to get a check up
he talked to the veterinarians and f-freaked them out." Matt scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "S-so I give him check ups instead now."
"Oh. Well that makes sense
but that doesn't solve our problem." I looked at the poor little bear sitting on my lap with a pathetic look in his eyes.
"W-wait I know!" Matthew exclaimed as loud as it was possible for him. "My brother A-Arthur might have some medicine for Kumajiro."
"Oh yeah good idea! He's got a lot of cool and weird stuff at his house. He's bound to have or be able to make medicine for this cute polar bear." I smiled at Matthew and he smiled back with hope. Next thing we knew we headed to the Englishman Arthur's house. And that's when the adventure began.
"Who's sick?" Arthur asked us as we stood in front of the open doorway. I held up Kumajiro.
"Kumajiro," I answered the bushy browed man.
"Ah right, right. The polar bear." Arthur allowed us into his house, almost not noticing Matthew. "I'll mix up some medicine in the kitchen," he said. We followed him into the kitchen. "How do you know he's sick?"
"He t-told us," Matthew answered.
"R-right of course. Uh
is it his head or his stomach or what?" Arthur began looking through the kitchen cabinets.
"Uh I think it's his stomach," I looked down at Kumajiro.
"Do you know the cause of it?"
"W-well he ate my sandwich" I chuckled.
"There's the source probably," Arthur chuckled and began mixing a few liquids together in a small serving bowl. "I'll have something ready in no time."
"Good," I sighed in relief.
"Th-thank you Arthur." Matthew smiled.
"My pleasure." The Englishman smiled but continued to work. I sighed again and looked at the sick polar bear again, petting his head.
"Poor little guy," I pouted.
he must like getting so m-much attention from you __________," Matthew sighed sadly.
"What makes you think that?" I looked up at my worried boyfriend.
"He's really attached to you.. I don't blame him," Matt slightly smiled. "Who wouldn't want to be around you __________?"
"Aww. Matt that's sweet." I reached up and kissed his cheek. After that, Kumajiro squirmed a little and made a sound of annoyance. "Er
almost done there Arthur?"
" Arthur places the bowl of medicine on the floor. "Let him drink that."
"Ok," I place Kumajiro on the floor next to the saucer. "Drink your medicine Kumajiro," I comforted him. With that, the bear obeyed me and drank all the liquid inside the small bowl.
"Good boy," Matthew looked at his pet and smiled with hope. Suddenly Kumajiro started glowing peculiarly. All our eyes widened at the odd sight.
"What's going on?" I asked with a sound of concern. We watched as Kumajiro suddenly became enveloped with light and smoke.
"Bloody hell!" Arthur yelled as we watched the sudden transformation Kumajiro was taking.
"K-Kumajiro!?" I exclaimed in complete shock of what I had just witnessed. The sweet little polar bear that Matthew carried around with him, had changed.
"Kumajiro!" Matthew shrieked in surprise. "Is that really you buddy?" Matthew stepped closer to the tall figure that was once his beloved polar bear.
"H-How did this happen, Arthur?!" I looked at my British friend, whom was equally shocked as I was.
"I must have mixed my magic potions in, thinking it was medicine!" The Englishman answered back to me. "I'll figure out what went wrong!"
"Well we clearly see what went wrong!" I yelped.
"Ah! Bugger! I'll just
find a way to reverse the effect!" Arthur went looking through his cabinets full of magic potions. "I should have the right potion here somewhere. If I don't then I can just make one."
"H-how long will that take?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know yet, love." Arthur continued to look through bottles and boxes. The smoke in the dark areas of the kitchen cleared out finally. I could see who is supposed to be Kumajiro clearly now.
"I don't feel sick anymore!" The tall figure spoke in a deeper voice. He resembled a young adult about our age. Platinum blonde hair, gray eyes, and a little fang poking out of his smile. He had an odd little curl sticking up from his hair. The end of the curl looke like a head of a bear. "What's the matter?" He asked, cheerfully looking at us. Was this really Kumajiro?
"You're not a polar bear anymore!" I exclaimed.
"Oh? Then what am I?" Kumajiro looked at his bare hands curiously.
Kumajiro!" Matthew cried, "You're a human!"
"A human?" Kumajiro looked down at himself. "I am a human!" He exclaimed happily. I looked away as soon as I noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes. I also felt my face warm up a little. Arthur then covered him up with a blanket. I looked up to see Matthew's amazed expression on his face.
" Matthew smiled. "I n-never thought I'd see this day
you look v-very grown up.." The Canadian grinned at his former pet polar bear. Kumajiro grinned wildly, showing off his fangs. "T-too bad you can't stay like that," Matthew added.
"What do you mean I can't stay like this eh?" Kumajiro walked toward us with a look of sadness in his eyes. "I've always wanted to be human!"
"B-but don't you like being a polar bear?" I asked the handsome boy in front of me.
but polar bears can't do a lot of cool things humans can do
" he smirked.
"Like what?" I took the liberty of asking.
"Kissing!" Kumajiro chuckled. Quicker than I could blink, Kumajiro's lips were suddenly pressed up against mine roughly. My eyes widened and my cheeks turned redder than they ever have. I heard Matthew gasp in shock. But for some reason I couldn't find the nerve to pull away and end the kiss. I think I was liking it.
TO BE CONTINUED~