Little Birds
Prologue:
Niwa Daisuke was eleven when he first began to notice something.
It was a constant itching, a little something poking at his back.
At the age of twelve, he realized he wasn't like the other kids when he found two small bumps on his back. And when he went to see his mother about it, she didn't seem fazed at all. She merely gave a gentle smile, shook her head and ruffled his hair, "You really do take after your father."
His father, Niwa Kosuke, he only remembered seeing his father once or twice at a young age. The man didn't live with them, his mother had told him that it was because of his job that he couldn't come live with them, but Daisuke knew it was a lie. However, seeing that his mother was intent on not telling him the truth, he didn't push it.
By the age of thirteen, when the redhead looked into the mirror and found that there was a tiny pair of wings sprouting from his back.
He began wearing baggy clothes constantly.
No one seemed to notice, much to his relief.
Soon enough, they grew, and grew. They grew until he could no longer conceal them, and simply continued. That was when Emiko decided to have him home schooled instead. And a bit later, she announced that the family was taking a trip. His grandfather didn't question her, he merely gave a knowing nod and got up to pack.
Daisuke packed up his things and loaded it into the car, "…kaa-chan?"
His mother looked over from stuffing things into the trunk of the car, "Yes Dai-chan?"
"Where are we going?"
Emiko blinked before smiling, happiness shining in her eyes, "To see your father, darling."
He winced when the grip on his hand tightened. Neing held behind the taller of the two, he had to tilt his head sideways to see that person approaching. Suddenly, he was pulled down the stairs. He could hear footsteps behind him along with a loud angry voice, yelling at them, cursing the two as they ran. Frowning, he looked up at the other, "Where are we going?"
Not bothering to look back, the other gave a prompt reply, "Away from here."
They ran out the door, and he could hear that person running after them.
The two ran past the gates, again, not bothering to look back. But by the time they reached the end of the block, he stole a glance back and saw that their persuader had already given up. Either way, they continued running, too afraid to stop.
Finally, they stopped and hid in an alleyway, pausing to take a break so they could catch their breaths, "Are you alright?"
He nodded, "Where are we going to go now?"
The other gave a sigh and ran a hand through his hair, he shook his head, "I don't know Satoshi…I'm sorry, but I don't know."
Nya
And so, the amazingly...something close to stupid neko-nya decides to start another story :O Beware ye who doths happy-go-lucky-ness for she haths an insane liking to angst. And beware ye who read this, for it makes no sense to me and it probably won't make any sense to you . Well, anyways, yea, new story, and...enjoy :) Going on a lovely trip this lovely weekend so buhbye...lovingly? or something :D