Disclaimer: It would have been much, much worse if I owned DN Angel.
Wide amber orbs shimmered from behind white-gold bangs, reluctantly taking in the lively surroundings.
Bustling children no older than him, bright yet poorly drawn pictures, child friendly desks and furniture.
His grip on his plush cross tightened.
"So, try to fit in today okay kiddo?" His father encouraged, tenderly musing his hair.
" Hai…" He remained clinging to the older male's pant leg, even as he agreed.
"I've got to go, see you later."
"Love you." He mumbled despairingly, frowning as his father peeled his fingers off from his trousers.
"You too." The man left.
Taking a deep breathe, the kindergartner approached the flock of toddlers, shrinking away when the closest one shrieked.
"Gimmie back my bunny you meanie!" The pig-tailed banshee screamed at a young brunette with bright silver eyes.
"No." Blunt and to the point, the young boy smirked cruelly.
"! ARGENTINE'S BEING MEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!" Krad winced, burying his face into his Cross pillow for comfort.
"Argentine." A young blue haired woman approached the crowd, a condescending glare in her eyes as she took in the situation.
"Argentine, give Risa her toy back," The brunette frowned, disappointment clear in his gaze, "Why don't you greet our new student, he looks like he needs a friend." She tried to redirect his attention, gesturing to the older boy who stood off to the side, watching them warily.
Argentine narrowed his eyes.
The teacher attempted to smile encouragingly. (Her eye twitched in agitation)
The brunette smirked.
Rio Hikari felt her heart drop into her stomach, what did the little pest have in mind this time?
"Fine." She blinked in surprise, he was giving in? That was a first!
Argentine rolled his eyes as Risa snatched her stupid bunny back with a huff, then made his way over to the hunched blond, appraising him curiously. Amber orbs met his own opposing hues boldly, a great contrast with his huddled figure.
"What's your name?" He questioned immediately, cocking his head to the side.
"I am Krad." The other toddler informed, slowly relaxing his grip on his cross. Sure, the other child was a bit rude and seemed to be a trouble maker but he doubted the boy would attempt to harass him.
"So, what's with the hair?" Krad blanched, glancing over his shoulder at his ponytail in confusion, he didn't see anything wrong with it, was it tangled or something?
"What do you mean?" He frowned, thoroughly confounded.
"It's really long." Argentine punctuated his point with a gentle tug.
"I don't like people coming near me with sharp things, they might scalp me." The serious, righteous stare of which the blond wielded was enough to make Argentine grin.
"That sounds cool!" He cried, scalping huh? He'd have to look it up later, when the blond wasn't glaring at him.
"I mean it! It's not cool, it's an evil evil practice supported by the devious people known as parents and fools who wish to dissect us!" Krad protested, completely settling into his ranting mode.
"You mean our parents are behind it?" Argentine blinked, was that why all the other kids at the hair cutters always kicked and screamed? They were being tortured?
...cool.
"Yeah and-"
"Give me that toy you sissy baby!" A violet haired boy snatched the blonde's cross from his loose grip easily.
Krad froze, his mouth shutting with a click as he stared at were his cross once was, then slowly, almost threateningly lifted his gaze back up.
"Give it back." He ordered through clenched teeth, his eyes sparking with icy fire.
"Make me brat." The other boy dared, sticking his tongue out childishly.
Argentine sweat-dropped as Krad narrowed his eyes. His lips quirking into a devious smirk, and then….
Proceeded to burst into tears.
"M-mrs. H-hikari, he took my cross and touched m-me in my-my-" He broke off with a sniffle, his face in his hands as the teacher came over to investigate.
"What's the matter Krad-chan?" She cooed as she coddled him, discreetly sending Argentine a probing glare.
He shrugged, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"Him, he-" Krad leaned forward to whisper in the teacher's ear, tears, most likely fake, still falling from his eyes, giving him an adorable pouty look. After a few minutes of hushed whispering, their teacher pulled back, having seemingly heard enough.
"Dark Mousy! I never! To the corner with you, I'll speak to your mother about your outrageous behavior immediately." Rio looked red in the face as she yanked the cross from him and gently handed it to the sniffling angel, who accepted it with a weak smile.
…….
…….
…….
"So…What did you tell her?" The brunette questioned slowly as the blond wiped his tears away nonchalantly.
"Oh, the same thing that I always tell the teacher when some one annoys me." The angelic boy shrugged a delighted smile on his lips as he caught the violet haired boy's angry and confused glare. He held up his cross cheekily, peering over the top with a grin.
"And that is…"
"He touched me in my privates." The younger boy blanched, and then smirked as the color returned to his face.
"Sneaky, very sneaky." He complimented amusedly.
"Why thank you." The angel bowed.
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"Who does he think he is, getting me in trouble." Dark grumbled glaring at the active blond with passion.
"A brat." The nearest of his group inserted, her dark reddish-brown hair a sharp contrast from her twin's.
"A snitch." The pig-tailed twin commented.
"No good." The wannabe cop, Takeshi, mused.
"Meanie." Daisuke, Dark's younger brother cried out, coloring in his crudely drawn sketch.
"I think he's cute." The entire group turned to stare at the innocently blinking silver haired girl, she stared back bluntly.
"What, it's not like your not thinking the same." She pointed out boldly.
"T-that's not the point, besides, don't you like Argentine anyway?" Dark stumbled on his words, a flush heating his cheeks as he scowled at her.
"I don't have to like him to admit he's pretty." She informed rolling her eyes as she muttered something about stupid stubborn boys.
"Whatever, lets get back to insulting him shall we." Dark crossed his arms finally, and the insulting recommenced.
"He's girly."
"He's weak."
"He's a liar."
"He…"
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"So Krad, you have fun today?" The devil in disguise beamed up at his father angelically.
"Yes…it was interesting." He vaguely heard Dark's mother fuss him out in the background, as well as the theif's own protests and smiled contently.
He'd already decided, he was going to stay.
If only to make Mousy's life a living hell.
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Author's note: So, should this be a one-shot or not, I want something to tide you guys over when I can't update my other stories, and here it is. Review please!