Opposites
Both are beautiful but in two entirely different ways.
They were, genuinely, polar opposites; one was as kind as the other was cruel.
Two boys, both blond (though only one was natural), found themselves sitting in a classroom simply... observing.
"Psyche, you're wrong!" A frustrated sound. "That's not the button you press to put the song on repeat!" A defeated sigh. "Here, let me do it for you." Grabbing hands.
"No way!" An indignant sniff and turn. "I can do this by myself, Izaya!" A quiet whimper. "Please let me try by myself?"
An exasperated noise; yet another sigh. "Fine... But I'm not getting you a new one if you break it!" A warning; unheeded.
One was clothed in white, the other drenched in black. One had indignant, fiery red eyes – shining with an icy cold, calculative gaze and bright with defiance, the other's were excited, but in a more docile manner; pretty, painted-pink orbs. One was cruel and uncaring to the limits of human capacity, yet the other was gentle and sweet in a way that—
"Oh no!" A cry of despair. "It froze up!"
A sneer. "I already told you that I wasn't going to get you a new one."
"But Izaya!" A plea, both with his eyes and voice.
Hesitation. "N-no way! I already said no!"
There was simultaneous sigh that came from both the blonds that sat not to far away, followed by equally simultaneous remarks.
"Why is he so cute?"
They two blonds looked at each other oddly, blue eyes meeting brown. And then there was laughter, bubbling up from the both of them.
"What's so funny!" The disdained cry was equally loud from both inquirers. It was equally unanswered.
It needed to be done since it seems there is not Tsugaru/Psyche love on FF. OTL;; On a side note, I haven't written like this in ages... if I've written at all.