The orange sun shone it'sit's last rays on the emerald green field. Trees swayed gently in the cooling breeze.
Taro sang softly to his friend as he calmly stroked his hair. He stared at the last drops of light as they began to fade. The red-haired man glanced down at the dark blue-haired one resting on his lap. He thought how peaceful he looked, how happy he looked and how quickly now those emotions would be ripped from his grasps. Bringing the song to a hault, Taro stood up slowly. He carefully picked up Toshio, and began to walk back to their house.
BANG
"It's already started." He breathed. Toshio awoke from his slumber unaware of what was happening, "W-where are we...?" He asked.
"Don't worry," Taro paused, faking a smile back at Toshio, "Everything will be fine." He repeated that sentence over and over again in his head trying to convince himself of it but it did no use. In the end he just ended up making his hands fists and hurting Toshio.
"Sorry..." He said staring straight ahead. He knew soon everything he loved - including Toshio - would be torn apart for evidence. Taro looked around frantically for a place to shelter and preferably hide Toshio. "We need to move, " He hesitated before saying, "IIt's the only way for you to keep living." Toshio's dark eyes widened
"W-what's happened Taro...?" He stared up at him, "What are you not telling me about...?"