A/N: I rarely ever write fanfiction, but for some awful reason I thought it would be a good idea to do a 100 prompt challenge for Shuuenpro. I've been obsessed with this series for over a year now, so it's not that surprising. Anywho, I'll be trying to write a prompt a day from CSIBeauty's list at Gaiaonline. I'll be doing them in order and with the pairing order of:
CA
AB
DB
CD
CA
DA
DB
CB
With that set-up, it's half homo and half het and every pairing is involved.
At first, C-ta wasn't sure why his parents wanted to drag him off to some friends' house. They weren't C-ta's friends, and C-ta was certain he didn't want to be seen hanging out and God-forbid having fun with people his parents' ages. The kids at school would never let him live it down. He could already see their mocking faces, sneering at the once popular boy.
Nevertheless, C-ta couldn't stay home by himself at that age, or so his parents claimed as they dragged him off. He greeted his parents' friends with a bright smile, as bored as ever. When no one was watching him, he snuck off to search for something interesting to do.
What he found was something he could accept as interesting to him. Or rather, someone that was interesting to him.
C-ta had wandered into what he had initially thought was his parents' friends' room, but quickly noticed there was only one single bed. If that hadn't been a giveaway, the black haired child sitting on the bed would have been. The two boys stared at each other, shocked by the other's presence, and despite hating too much attention from most anyone, C-ta couldn't deny that he didn't mind those red eyes on him.
Eventually, C-ta gave up the staring contest and pranced over to the bed, giving the boy the most reassuring grin he could before plopping on the bed. The boy stiffened at first, but relaxed after a few seconds. Despite their close proximity, or perhaps because of it, the boy continued to stare, never letting his gaze wander from C-ta.
"So," C-ta asked, "what's your name?"
The boy started at the sound, but then resumed his staring, seemingly tenser. It took C-ta a moment longer than he felt comfortable with, but he finally caught on.
"Ahh, I'm the guest, so I should probably introduce myself first. My name's C-ta! What's yours?"
The boy stared a bit more before letting his head fall, moving his sight of vision to his lap.
"… A-ya." C-ta barely heard the boy's murmur.
"A-ya, huh? That's a nice name!"
"…C-ta's a nice name, too." A-ya whispered those words louder and clearer than before.
"Thank you!" C-ta replied, brimming with confidence. Suddenly, however, he remembered that he had wandered into the room for a reason. "Oh, by the way, do you know of any fun games we could play together? I'm going to be here for the next few hours and playing with you seems like much more fun than trying to find a different way to entertain myself!"
A-ya turned his gaze back to C-ta. "…? I'm the only child here, so I don't have any two player games…"
C-ta looked thoughtful for a bit before a smile returned to his face. "We don't need those kinds of games!"
"…?"
"How many places in this house would make a good place to hide, do you think?" C-ta asked playfully. A-ya's eyes brightened with understanding.
"Sure, but you have to be "it" first."
"No problem!" C-ta answered confidently. That'd give him some extra time to scout the house for hiding places, anyways. C-ta covered his eyes and began counting, feeling the weight next to him shift of the bed and listening to footsteps totter out of the room.
"I found you!" reverberated a voice through the halls. C-ta startled, then turned to face his mom. He saw his mother turn back to A-ya's parents. "It's about time we got going. It'd be dangerous for us to walk home in the dark."
"Aw, that's a shame. Next time, you should stay over for dinner!"
"Oh, that would be amazing! In turn, though, you should come over to our…"
C-ta slid out of the room as quietly as he could. Time was running short, but he needed to find A-ya one last time before he left. Luckily for him, that wasn't too hard. It only took a few minutes after A-ya had found his first spot for C-ta to realize the smaller boy found it hard to breathe in dusty spaces. His breathing would get heavier and soft, squeaky coughs could be heard from his hiding place. C-ta always pretended not to notice, not wanting to spoil the fun for A-ya. Right now, however, he didn't have time for that.
C-ta shuffled around the house, searching in various spots and listening for that adorable coughing noise. It took less than a minute for him to find A-ya.
"Found you!" C-ta exclaimed joyfully. A-ya looked out from his spot, seemingly surprised for the umpteenth time that night. It took less than a second for him to regain his composure.
"Then it's my turn again." A-ya covered his eyes and started counting. C-ta tugged at his sleeve, effectively making A-ya stop.
"My parents and I are leaving soon, so I can't play anymore."
"… Ah." A-ya looked down thoughtfully.
"Only for tonight, though! I'll tag along the next time my parents come over and we can play again, just like today, only I'll bring more games for us!"
"… Your place."
C-ta paused, then grinned. "My place is more boring than your place, but if you want to come over, I won't stop you."
For the first time that night, A-ya allowed himself a small smile. "That's only because you know it better than my place. My house would certainly be more boring to you if you lived here."
"Certainly not if you lived here with me," C-ta joked. "Anyways, I'll see you later!"
"Bye."
With a satisfied grin on his face, C-ta pranced out of the room and rejoined his parents. It only took A-ya and C-ta one day to realize they shared some of their classes together, and from then on they were inseparable at school.