Purple Ink (SatoGou)

Chapter 2

hi everyone,
thank you for all the love on the new fic <3 I'm really glad everyone seems to like it so far, because this is the fastest I've ever written a fic so far, lol. I'm on chapter 9 currently and 30k words in, so I should be able to get updates out fairly fast.
There's a few things, like sexuality, that I guess is explored more in this fic than my others. As educated as I try to be, I'm no expert on it, even with my own experiences, so if anyone sees anything I might have done wrong, or misinterpreted anywhere, please feel free to let me know.

Dear Blue,

Happy fourteenth birthday! I can't believe we've known each other for over six years now. It feels like such a long time! I never thought we'd still be writing to each other, not gonna lie. Do you think we'll keep this up forever? I wonder if when we're adults we'll meet each other. I think I'd like to but it also makes me feel really nervous. What if you don't like me in person? I'm not the most outgoing person.

Anyway, I was looking into astrology recently. Do you know what that is? Your star sign is Taurus. That means you're an earth sign. I think that fits you really well. This sort of stuff probably doesn't interest you so I won't go on about it but I'm a Pisces. That fits me pretty well too, I think, based on what I've read online. It's pretty interesting stuff.

Oh, also, I wanted to ask for your advice on something. Chloe's been acting weird recently. She's avoiding me and won't talk to me, and when I ask her what's wrong she just clams up and shuts me out. Tokio can't get her to say anything either. I know that someone at school said something that upset her the other day, but she won't tell me what it was. I don't know how to help her if she won't tell me what's wrong. I'm worried about her, but I don't want to keep pushing her if she doesn't want to speak to me. It's probably pretty hypocritical honestly, since I never tell her what's up with me, either. I'm trying to be more open, but you're really the only person I can open up to. Sorry for rambling though, hope you have a great birthday! Let me know if you get any exciting gifts!

Red

The letter arrived on the morning of my fourteenth birthday. She'd waited a day to send it, so it would arrive on that exact morning. It was a Saturday, and I sat in my pyjamas at the dining table, reading it. My mom wasn't even up yet. I read it twice. I'd never heard of star signs before, so I climbed the stairs and sat at the desk in my room, pulling up the laptop my mom had gifted me for Christmas the year before. It was clunky, and a little slow, but I loaded it up, and searched 'Taurus' in the search bar. A bunch of links popped up, and I eyed them all, wondering what any of it meant.

I was still pretty clueless as a teenager. I had gotten pretty tall, and had been told that a few people in class had a crush on me, but I wasn't interested. Dawn had started to question me recently, asking why I had no interest in forming some sort of relationship with anyone. I wanted to answer her truthfully, but I didn't have any of the answers myself. I was a mystery to myself. I just knew that I'd never felt any urge to have a girlfriend, and had never had a crush on any of the girls in my class. Sometimes I thought about asking Red if she'd ever had a boyfriend, or kissed anyone, but then I decided it was pretty weird to ask that, and figured she'd tell me if she did, anyway.

I clicked on the first link. The page was filled with paragraph after paragraph, explaining the apparent traits of people with my star sign. I was instantly in a trance, leaning into the screen, reading every word, marvelling at how some of it fit, even if it meant nothing, and could fit thousands and thousands of people. I scrolled and read, until I reached a section titled 'Taurus compatibility'. Under, it listed the signs that were most and least compatible. I glanced at it, my interest disappearing as quickly as it appeared, and I started to turn away until a line caught my eye, and I swallowed hard as I looked back at the screen.