Title: Angels playground
Summary: There's a clearing that holds a man, tall and lean. When Krad Hikari finally returns to the clearing he falls in love with the one person who cared for him all his life.
Pairings: KradxDark
DaixSato (maybe…I don't think there will unless I fit them in somewhere…)
This is a newer version of the story I wrote called
My Secret Love
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The man placed the necklace over his grandsons head, a smile gracing his lips. He ran one of his old hands through long strands of gold before the boy ran off with a smile on his face.
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He ran, his breathe caught in his throat, his golden eyes dancing with joy. Buildings flew past him as he ran to where he was told, a smile gracing those pale lips. The small child skidded to a stop.
A brick wall stood in front of him, its uneven dusty red bricks scratched and chipped. He walked towards it his eyes closed, pale fingertips clutching onto the necklace around his neck. He stepped forward.
Wind pricked his face, a gentle song blowing with the invisible whips of air. Golden eyes peeked open.
Large green trees surrounded him, grass sprouted from the ground tickling his ankles. Petals flew in the air dancing with the wind. He stared in awe before noticing the large tree.
A sakura tree. Its pink petals bright and rosy, gently fell down mixing with a mass of purple. A tall black clothed male stood underneath, his eyes closed, purple hair flying in his handsome face, his face at ease.
The young boy snuck closer, his eyes dancing across the figure. The boy smiled and opened his eyes slowly, purple iris's appearing as he cocked his head to the side.
Purple met gold. The male bent down, his arms outstretched a smile on his face as the young child ran towards him.
Years passed by as the two had become friends, best friends. Around age 10, the boy stopped coming, stopped running into the males arms and let the man hold him, stopped showing his latest finds to the male, stopped playing with him, forgot him…
He sighed and stood, his purple eyes closing as once again, he was frozen in time…
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7 years had passed quickly for Krad Hikari, too quickly…
He was 17 now, he was tall and handsome, he had good looks, good grades but had no friends, it wasn't like he needed them.
Krad sighed and looked up at the horrid building. School. He should have been out, long gone, but no. They kept him here and the others, trapped in this hell, until 4.00pm. But, they kept him till 5.00pm, just because he missed 4 bloody years of this hell! Well they can blame the people in white…
They had locked him in that white room, why he couldn't really remember. But they had kept him, hardly fed him, let no one see him, made him wear white, made him sit in white, made everything white, hell even the underware there were white!
4 bloody years they had kept him, and for what? They said he was dangerous, that he should be kept under watchful eyes all the time, even the teachers here kept him under their watchful eyes, their blue eyes, brown eyes, black eyes, and so on.
Krad sat in the class room, his golden eyes death glaring the stupid foolish fat pigged face woman in front of him. He didn't just hate her, he did this to all of those bitches and bastards. The teachers all took turns keeping him in, drilling meaningless words into his already damaged brain.
"Now Krad, I hope you're getting this" The lady turned, her soft coal eyes looking at him with sympathy. She glanced at the clock and clapped her hands before shutting her book.
"I have to leave early today so Sensei Kosuke will take my place" She left, her short, black, hair trailing after her. A tall male entered, a white shirt with a black tie on his torso, while casual black trousers covered his legs, he smiled sheepishly at her before walking towards Krad's desk.
"Hi Krad" Krad simply watched him, no hate, nor frown evident on his face, he didn't mind sensei Kosuke, he was, normal. Well, would have been normal if there was such a thing as normal.
He smiled and glanced at the clock.
"Why don't we do something fun?"
'Like gorging out their pitiful eyes and breaking there bones, letting their blood wash the dirty floor and pool around their dead bodies' Krad bitterly thought. He looked towards his sensei, the only one he called sensei.
He placed a fake smile on his lips before he jumped in joy as the bell rung. Kosuke blinked and smiled, letting the boy leave as he headed off to collect his own son. Krad sprinted out of school, running onto the streets, he smirked and walked away.
The shop beside the school, was crowded by a few teens, their faces happily looking towards the shop. Krad walked on by, receiving a few glances of fear, he didn't look back this time just kept walking.
Street lights flickered on, lighting the gray path. The road was empty and the streets were empty except for the few people who walked by him. Everyone knew him, they knew him for his insanity. He hissed at men and glared at women as he walked on by, his golden eyes looking ahead of him. Krad stopped.
A small, light, wisp of wind fluttered by him, a light melody playing in its clear grasp, the soft tune humming gently into his slightly pink ears. Krad blinked and followed the sound.
The gray path he walked on lead him into an alley, he blinked and looked at the brick wall in front of him, its uneven red, dusty bricks, chipped and cracked. He walked forward his feet taking him to whatever played the sound.
He was an inch from the wall, his golden eyes locked with the dusty bricks, his hand reaching up to the large hot heat that bounced on his chest as his heart pounded wildly in its cage. He gripped the necklace and stepped forward, eyes closed.
Wind bit at his face, darkness surrounding him, golden eyes opened.
A large grass clearing was what he stood in, trees lacing the edge of the clearing and a sky, a bright ocean of light blue untouchable by a mere mortal, a place where the birds could swim in the blue. There was no sun in this place, but a large moon, as bright as day but as cold as night.
It sparkled in the sky, odd in the light blue ocean that surrounded it. Golden eyes looked around the place, a tree stood in the middle, underneath the moon, its bright red leaves fluttering down onto the ground, creating a bed of red petals.
Krad stepped back only to find the place gone, the wall, stood before him, he walked forward only to be in the place once again. A small smile graced his lips, he felt safe, as if he had been here before and someone was watching over him. He blinked, his necklace was red hot, but did not burn him, he lifted it out from under his shirt.
A small white circle with a gold heart-a-gram lay in hand, a black chain hanging around his neck, he fingered the necklace before letting go and walking to the tree. He smiled and sat down, the red petals falling onto his form. He leaned back, his back hitting the bed of petals while the wind sung him to sleep, the birds chirped a song to him while the moon cast its eerie glow on him, claming him and laying a warm blanket over him as he fell into a deep sleep.
A shadow gracefully slid through the grass, the birds stopped chirping, their eyes turning to the shadow, before they flapped towards it, happily whispering little words into its ears.
It hovered above the sleeping form, before pale lips moved.
"Time to go home" Then, it vanished.
Krad awoke, something vibrated in his back pocket. He sat up, wiping the sleep from his eyes, his pale hand taking out the annoying object. He blinked and looked up. A large shadow hovered over the area, the grass had stopped moving and the birds were no were to be seen, the sky a deep blue with small gold lights and the moon, still in its place.
He stood and left his eyes wondering to his phone, the words, 'Time To Go Home' flashing on the screen.
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Next time on Angels Playground….
The man backed away.
Slowly purple eyes opened.