Hi guys, I haven't written in a while, but I think I improved my writing skills. So, please comment and share your opinions.

A squeak of the beginning

"Squeak, squeak"

Shion was laying in his bed. With his comfy white pajamas, his white hair covered his soft and tender face, his innocent red eyes were closed. The window was open. A gentle breeze greeted the room by raising his pure strands of hair off his face. "Ahhh, the wind always brought so many memories… If only…". Shion decided it was time to change clothes and go outside. He had some work to do. Now that the wall was being slowly forgotten and eroded by the wind, the remains of a crude past were also being dissipated in the air. Of those moments, only one person mattered for Shion. "Nezumi… where are you?". If only he could see his counterpart, the person that could fill his void. A void never expected, a friend never selected, no, even more, a lover by the time neglected.

"Nezumi…"

Today Shion felt different, he stood longer in bed, his moves were clumsy, his speech was sluggish, but his heart was firmly filled with hope. Just like the last time, the time of … that last kiss. He touched his soft lips, as if remembering Nezumi's taste. He took is shirt off and a cold breeze made him shudder. "Could it be…". He turned his hopeful soul towards the window… nothing. Just wind. Shion hugged himself and looked into the mirror he had in his room. The pristine boy had his delicate white skin still stained with the mark left from before. The intense pain he felt when Nezumi had to extract the wasp from him. It didn't really hurt that much because, somehow, the presence of Nezumi was so reassuring and calming. He thought that it wouldn't have to live in a future without him, but… strong opposites need time to find balance between them… He certainly wished that the two of them had a third option for themselves.

He was finally all dressed up. He even had the time to put his special perfume that smelled like his favorite flower (he would not tell anyone what is favorite flower was, there was only a special someone who knew this secret). As he left his house he greeted his mom, she nodded and smiled, happy to be reunited with his son. He smiled back, however, he wished he could also reunite with Nezumi again. He slowly descended the stairs outside of his house and headed to the center of the city, where the Restructural Committee was located. He was a fundamental part of this project, the reconstruction of the city and the forest for the tree people. It was a noble wish, commanded by a noble and earnest person, the frail but resolute Shion. Only he was able to push the kindness out of other people's hearts. He was, in a way, the closest a human can get to an angel. But this angel lacked an important part of him, the reconstruction of everything around him meant that he had to reconstruct himself as well. It meant he had to adapt to Nezumi's absence.

"Nezumi…"

Sometimes he mumbled the melody of Nezumi's songs… He missed them so much… He missed him so much… He was walking down the park when suddenly he heard something. "Squeak, squeak". It was a strange mouse, but it was definitely one of Nezumi's mouse. He started to get really anxious, it was him! He would finally be back. He felt euphoric, his heart started beating faster, he felt the adrenaline rush his entire body! The mouse had a little capsule containing a message. Still shaking, Shion grabbed the capsule and opened it.

"Same old place, today. Sunset"

He was so happy; the joy he had was even palpable. He started running to work, with a feeling that everything was going to turn out ok. He tried to give is very best today (not that the other days he didn't do that, but today… today was a special day).

It was getting close to sunset and the innocent Shion was headed to his former home. The place he shared with Nezumi so many time. The home where he gave Nezumi the infamous "goodnight kiss"; the place where he learned to dance for the first time, thanks to Nezumi; the place where he would make Nezumi food so he had something to eat after a long day of work… The true place where he felt home. "Home is where your heart is"

He got there a few minutes before the sunset and waited outside to see the beautiful view.

"Hey, you miss the view", said a familiar voice behind him.

Shion's eyes grew wide and a big smile was drawn is his face. He turned back and there it was…

"Nezumi!",the white haired boy started crying as both boys hugged.

"This warmth… This feeling… happiness… Nezumi… I love you…"

Nezumi understood him and whispered him in the ear: "I also love you, too". Then, with his decided hands, he cleaned Shion's tears and gently leaned towards him. Both hearts were in synchrony. He remembered how rough Nezumi's hands were and Nezumi recalled how subtle and silky Shion's skin was. It was magical. Their lips touched, their soft tender lips fused into a spectacle of love, followed by their moist tongues seeking for one another, carelessly searching for their soulmate. This romantic kiss lasted for a few good minutes. Then, both of them had to breath some air. Shion was clearly blushing and Nezumi just laughed affectionately at him. He was back, just like he promised. "I wish it could be like this forever".

A few moments after, the happy face in Nezumi changed drastically.

"Shion, there is something I need to tell you."

Shion immediately showed concern:

"What is it? Can I help?"

"Let's go inside first!"

The two of them entered their old house and sat on the sofa.

Nezumi and Shion were holding hands.

"What is it Nezumi", said the innocent boy.

"I think something is wrong with the city, something evil still lasts in the hearts of the citizens…"

Shion nodded and hugged him.

"I don't want to lose you ever again!"

Nezumi laughed. He knew Shion was always worrying too much. For a few days, the two of them could stay together and enjoy the peaceful environment the new city had. There was nothing to worry about. Maybe they could a little "fun" these days…

A little breeze was entering through the door. They had to get warmer, so Shion decided to seize this opportunity to show Nezumi his improved cooking skills. So he started cooking, while Nezumi watched him with a big smile on his face, saying that this really felt like home.

Shion felt completed, Nezumi also felt completed, but the uncomplete city had some plans reserved for them.

So, what do you think? Should I continue? Please let me know, or else I don't really know if I should continue this story.