Laughter filled the air of a small community park. Children ran around playing chase and hop scotch. It was in a word innocent. Among the lower class children were two of high merits. Their fathers' had brought them to watch a tournament that was happening nearby and couldn't say no when the young children wanted to play.
There was an hour before the tournament started and what harm could it do, right?
The older, yet smaller, boy ran ahead of the dark quiet boy. He became friends with the local kids fast and was playing chase in no time. But the dark haired boy just stood to the side. He did not try talking to the others and he didn't mind not playing. Instead he just watched the blonde run and enjoy himself.
In this same park there was a young girl, maybe a year younger than the two boys, who was alone. She was sitting gingerly on a swing. Her long golden hair danced with the slight breeze and her grey eyes watched the other children. She was different. Having just moved to this country with her father she had no idea how to even talk to those around her. Her Japanese was horrible and no one seemed to know English for the life of her, so she just stayed apart.
But she couldn't help noticing the boy who was also alone, from what she could see. Was he like her? Did he not belong as well? A smiled danced across her lips. "We can not belong together." She chirped in a sing song voice as she hoped down from the swing and skipped over to him.
No words were exchanged. She just held out her hand and waited. The boy looked at her with dark ember eyes before smiling and taking her hand.
But when that day ended they had to say goodbye. The blonde boy and the boy with ember eyes left. Maybe in another life they could have stayed togeteher.