The first time Kiku saw Heracles was when he was outside, sleeping on his roof. The sun was beating down upon him, illuminating his tan skin until he seemed to glow.
It was oddly fitting; Kiku realized when he was looking back, for him to look so good outside, under the only star Kiku could never see. The only star Kiku actually wanted to see.
School was almost out, Kiku gathered, from the way that he brought progressively less amounts of papers up to roof with him. Kiku wished he could go over and help the sun boy; Kiku had been homeschooled for as long as he could remember by Yao (his elder brother, who switched occupations regularly, between artist and exorcist) and was an excellent student. Not that it mattered much.
Kiku never thought that he'd actually meet his sun boy; never thought that he'd meet anyone besides his family and occasionally his brother's friends. He hadn't thought that he might have seen Kiku watching him through a conveniently placed third story window. But he did, and that is where the story starts.
Authoress' Random Ramble
Yes, this is Giripan. Yes, this is another multichapter fic.
Will I ever learn?
More to be posted soon~
Less than three, less than three