Hoshitani Yuta is very observant, especially when it comes to youkai. Since long ago, he could see them, but mostly stayed away from them when possible. He's been running away from youkai for a long time. As for humans… well… he's not that close with them either, despite keeping the fact that he can see a secret.

That is…until one day…

Hoshitani was walking home from school, when suddenly it started to rain. The sun was still out too. He ran, trying to find somewhere dry, when he spots someone dancing on a stone stage. Silver hair tied up with a red ribbon, a black kimono with a red phoenix and lavender lilacs in the design, a mask, and more importantly, black wings with feathers flying.

Hoshitani just stared in awe at the sight, wide eyed, enchanted by the dancing. When it was over, he quickly ran away, the dancer being none the wiser.

When he got home, Hoshitani took a shower, then collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but happy. He wonders what the guy was doing there, of all places, and if he was a youkai. Also, if he would be there tomorrow. Shaking his head, Hoshitani thinks to himself, 'No. I shouldn't associate myself with youkai. I know what cruel things they can do to humans, but… I also know of the kind things they can do. Besides, he would probably be either a bird youkai or a tengu.' Sighing, he decides to see if the guy will be there again tomorrow, and do something then.

The next day, he went to the same spot, only to find it empty. Sighing in disappointment, 'I knew this would happen.' He turns around to head home, but unbeknownst to him, a black bird chirps and flies off towards his direction.

By the time Hoshitani got home and went to his room to study, a little black bird crashes into his room through an open window, flopped over. Shocked, Hoshitani just stares at the bird, before running to a corner of the room, scared. The bird gets up and tries to fly but falls again, this time, Hoshitani catches it in his hands. Sighing, he brings the bird over to his bed, and gently sets it down. Examining it, Hoshitani frowns, "You hurt your wing." The bird chirps at him, "Don't worry, I'll get you some bandages," Hoshitani says as he gets the first aid kit.

After finishing bandaging the bird's wing, the bird hops onto the pillow, resting there. "You just rest up, OK? That wing should be healed up in a few weeks," Hoshitani says, going to get a snack.

By the time Hoshitani gets back upstairs with sunflower seeds and oranges, he comes in to a surprise. The silver haired guy from yesterday in his room, wearing his usual kimono and mask with a bandaged wing, the other folded up, sitting cross-legged in his bed.

"Ah!" Hoshitani yelps. "Shh! Not so loud," the silver haired youkai whispers before pausing, "Wait. You can see me?" Hoshitani silently nods. Blinking, the silver haired youkai smiles sheepishly, "Well then… Since you helped me, I won't do anything to you, or this house. Just let me stay here until my wing heals, hm?" Hoshitani sighs, "I have a lot of questions." The silver haired youkai smiles, "I'll bet. I'm Itsuki." Hoshitani replies, "Hoshitani Yuta."

Itsuki smiles, "You should be more careful with your name. You might get cursed." Hoshitani pouts, causing Itsuki to laugh. "What kind of youkai are you, exactly? I can't tell if you're a tengu or a bird." Itsuki answers, "Both, and my bird form is a nightingale. Don't ask how." Hoshitani nods, "OK~! Then, why did you crash into my room?" Itsuki smiles sheepishly, slightly blushing, "Ah. That. Well… I kind of got some turbulence with a strong wind, which caused me to crash here. Sorry." Hoshitani sighs again, "It's OK. I'm just glad you're alright."

"A question from me now, why aren't you afraid of me?" Hoshitani tilts his head, a bit confused. "You should know all about what atrocities us youkai do, since you can see us. Why aren't you afraid?" Hoshitani contemplates, for about five second before answering, "Youkai don't usually scare me. I usually avoid youkai if at all possible. Also, … I kind of saw you dancing yesterday." Itsuki looks at him in shock. "Your dancing is beautiful. I've never seen anything like it." Itsuki blushes, embarrassed, "Thanks for the compliment."

Hoshitani laughs, Itsuki memorized by the clear sound of it. "Itsuki?" Hoshitani asks, causing Itsuki to snap out of it. "Ah, sorry. The crash must've disorientated me more than I thought." Hoshitani looks at him, worried. "Don't worry. Youkai are tougher than humans, so I'll be fine." Hoshitani smiles, "Glad to hear that. But, if you're going downstairs, turn into a nightingale please. The other residents in this house can't see youkai, and I don't want to inconvenience them." Itsuki nods. "Also, here," he hands him a bag of sunflower seeds, "I got them for you. The oranges are mine." Itsuki smiles and accepts the bag, "Thank you."

Hoshitani smiles back, the both of them settling onto the bed. He eats an orange slice, "Now then… tell me more about youkai." Itsuki smiles slyly, "Gladly."

After a few weeks, the two get closer and become friends. When Itsuki, wing fully healed, before he flew off, said that they can meet under the huge sakura tree near the stone stage from now on. That he'll be staying there for a while. Hoshitani happily smiles, "Yay!" Itsuki smiles, turns into a nightingale, and flies off.