The Last Unicorn

Yixing walked around San Francisco's Chinatown district dazed and confused. Everything was strange and yet also familiar. He had gotten better at hiding his magic. Its was like teaching someone to count and control their breathing. It was doable if slightly uncomfortable. After all, magic has been part of who he is since he was born. Everything is usually fine unless he is startled out of his wits or he perceives a sudden imminent danger. The two times it happened, Yixing was glad Zhoumi was there to help him cover up the incidents.

He heard girlish giggling behind him which made him pause. He looked behind and saw two cute school girls looking at him and blushing. He inclined his head at the two politely and smiled at them. His dimples flashed briefly giving his face a boyish charm. The girls erupted in girlish squeals and giggles.

He got on the bus at the corner and sat down. More than an hour later, he had transferred to another bus and taken the BART train to his current destination. He was going to walk the rest of the way. It was a walking trail along Bayshore Hwy. Here is where he found himself walking most of the time. It would probably be easier if he just used the walking trails in Golden Gate Park, but strangely he found himself drawn to this one. There wasn't much to see. Just some birds foraging when it is low tide, other people walking, some lonely fishermen with their bait and hook. For him, coming here means he can gaze to his heart's content at all the flights coming and going from San Francisco Airport.

His heart told him to wait. To anticipate. For who or what, he doesn't know.

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"Hello! I'm back!" Mina sing-songed as she exited the gates at SFO's arrival area.

"Papsi!!! Momsie!!! I missed you! Mwah! Mwah" she squealed as she ran to hug her mother and father.

The elderly couple were smiling as the shook their heads at the exuberant greeting their daughter gave them. It was no secret in the family that she was a foundling left at the doorstep of the family home back in the Philippines. Initially they were going to give her to the proper authorities so that her parents could be located or she could be put back for adoption.

Her cries were too distressed when her adoptive mother was giving her to the social worker in charge of her case. Before they knew it, Mina became their foster child and eventually their adopted daughter.

She was a beacon of light for the couple who already had sons to raise. She brought joy and happiness where ever she goes. When she is sad, it seems the whole world agrees and rain will pour down from the heavens.

"Mina, let us go. Traffic will be horrible. Let's save the reunion for later." A tall handsome man picked up her discarded luggage and started herding everybody to a nearby car.

"Kuya! You came to pick me up too?!" Mina smiled as she hugged the man.

"Of course! I don't trust anybody else to take care of my baby sister." The man hugged her back briefly before pushing her and the older couple again towards the car.

"Kuya, I'm hungry! Can we eat first? It is lunch time right? Benihana? Please, please, please pretty please!! Huh?" She was begging her brother cutely.

"Did you have to pick an expensive restaurant?" He mock complained as he started driving. Luckily the Japanese restaurant is actually nearby.

"I wuv u!!" She joked as she threw flying kisses at her brother.

They pulled in at the restaurant's parking lot and luckily were seated right away since the restaurant just barely opened for the day. Diners were still not that many at this hour. Mina chose a seat that give her a good view of the water and the airport.

She looked up from the menu distractedly when she noticed a person walking the trail that runs alongside the restaurant. Her eyes met the startled eyes of a very good looking Asian man.
(Dug-dug) Her heartbeat felt so loud even in her ears.

"Yixing" she breathed softly, her eyes never leaving the handsome stranger.
Outside Yixing stopped in his tracks when his eyes met with the pretty young girl inside the restaurant.

"Mina" he whispered quietly.

Notes

A/N - KUYA = Filipino term for older brother