Real quick warning: the prologue's kinda gay


Prologue

The night sky was illuminated by glittering beads of light, the only interference with the white dots being the silvery disk that perched itself proudly in space. Two small figures sat on a low hill, gazing up at the beautiful sight.

"Don't be sad," the taller boy murmured, fumbling with the zipper on his jacket. He refused to make eye contact, hiding a small, sly grin that threatened to reveal itself. It was time to execute the perfect pickup line. Or something like that.

"I'm not." instantly, a reply was issued, but it was hardly defensive. The other child leaned back a little more, craning his neck to stare at the twinkling stars.

"When you're sad it feels like the constellations have burned out." amber eyes sparkled mischievously, though it was a playful sort of expression.

"Bel, if even a single star was to die it would cause mass destruction in a supernova." At the response, any romantic music that was going through Bel's head skidded to a violent stop.

He chuckled a bit, resting a hand on his companion's head and ruffling the caramel-coloured locks. "Way to play along."

"Thanks." Bel scoffed, looking at the other boy incredulously. Then, it seemed to click. "You were being sarcastic."

"No, Tyde, I totally wasn't being sarcastic." Tyde's green eyes conveyed an unusual emotion, or at least, for him it was strange. Confusion.

It usually was only shown in social situations. Intellectually, Tyde was a genius. Socially, not so much.

"I-I thought that you were…" at his genuinely puzzled expression, Bel let a small smile bloom over his face, though his eyebrows knitted together in what seemed to be a bit of concern. He paused, before speaking.

"We really need to work on that," the platinum blond-haired kid muttered softly, sitting up straighter. Tyde looked a bit alarmed.

"On what?"

"Your sarcasm perceptivity deficiency or whatever the doctors called it. It didn't need a diagnosis, they just never gave you a chance to get better." Bel's eyes flashed angrily for less than a heartbeat; it vanished as soon as it revealed itself.

"I see…" Tyde murmured, not having detected the vexed look in his friend's eyes. He retreated a bit, as they'd previously been sitting close. "Don't waste your time," he looked down, squinting at the grass.

"You think I'd waste my time?" Bel shot back, his temper probably getting the better of him, "how would helping a friend waste my time?" Tyde flinched, shaking his head to dismiss it.

"S-Sorry, let's avoid this." he bit his lip and fiddled with a loose thread on his jeans. The taller kid gripped a fistful of grass.

"Avoid?" he echoed, "no, we're not going to avoid something like this. When has that ever helped?" Tyde's expression didn't change, and he kept his head down.

"Just drop it," the green-eyed boy's voice shook, before he added, "please." Reluctantly, the stubborn other submitted to the request, though he clenched his teeth.

How could he ever develop feelings for such a difficult person? Mentally, Bel smacked himself in the face. It was just a silly crush, or infatuation, something minor. They weren't even in middle school yet, how could he even think about a relationship?

"You're really leaving, huh?" the amber-eyed boy was ripped back into reality. He exhaled uneasily; it wasn't something he looked forward to.

"I guess... " they sat in silence, and despite being close friends, the air between them felt almost tense. "Japan's a long way," Bel interrupted the uncomfortable pause, twiddling his thumbs as he chewed lightly on his lip.

"The distance between London and Tokyo is approximately 5,936 miles. So, yes, it is very far away." Tyde's voice was slightly wistful. The small boy was easily excitable when it came to traveling, though he'd never actually left Europe.

"How the hell'd you even find that out?" Bel scrunched up his nose, in awe of how someone could memorise that.

"Google, hence my saying approximately." The taller boy gave a small grunt of understanding, laying against the ground to stare directly above him. Tyde opened his mouth, then closed it. Finally, he decided to speak, "why'd you think I was sad earlier?"

The question startled Bel, who choked on his own spit, sitting up as he coughed. After clearing his throat, he shrugged lightly. "I dunno, since I'm moving and all." Tyde seemed to consider that for a moment, before nodding thoughtfully.

"I suppose," he started, "in a sense, I am kinda sad about it." The platinum blond looked at his companion, feeling an odd sense of relief.

"How so?" he pressed nonchalantly, though he honestly wanted the statement to be elaborated. Tyde paused for a moment.

"Well, you're my friend," Tyde seemed unhappy with his response. He quickly clarified, "my best friend." Bel felt heat rise to his cheeks. His friend probably didn't realise how gushy and sappy he sounded.

"You're right, I guess," he agreed, hiding the fact that his face was beginning to look very red. Oh, well, it probably would've been hard to see in only the moonlight.

"I'll miss you lots," unexpectedly, Tyde continued with the cheesy and unintentional displays of verbal affection. "And I don't want you to go, at all. It's not fair. You don't want to leave for some country you've never been to before, so why do you have to?"

"Sometimes life isn't fair." Bel wanted to keep his mouth shut, but it just slipped out. "We'll just have to deal with it. The world won't bend over every which way to make some bratty kids happy."

"The world sure doesn't know how to treat its inhabitants," Tyde said in turn, standing and brushing blades of grass from his pants.

"You heading home?" Bel tried to hide the disappointment in his voice, but it was painfully evident.

"It's quite late, Bel. You should be going home as well." As if on cue, a small blur darted towards them, revealing itself to be a girl with short, ash blonde hair and golden eyes, though they were a similar colour to Bel's amber.

"Hey!" the girl called from a few metres away. Oh, fun, she sounded so very happy, "you dummies! Do you realise what time it is?"

"Late enough," Bel rolled his eyes. Tyde pulled the sleeve of his jacket up to reveal his watch. It was actually a very unreasonable hour for kids of this age to be out. Whoops.

"Dumbass," the girl swore with no hesitation, and neither of the two boys cared, nor were they phased by the language.

"Okay, fine. Sorry, Riley- wait a second, why are you out so late?" Bel interrogated his twin, glaring suspiciously at her.

"To go get you, Belphegor." the girl looked pleased with her response, and liked the excuse to use his full name. Bel made a face like he'd eaten something sour.

"Why, I oughtta…" he rolled up his sleeves, then he halted abruptly, turning back to the spot Tyde had been standing in. "Wait, where did he go?"

"Home, you idiot." Bel gave his sibling a light push, grumbling to himself. After a heartbeat, he decided he wanted the last words. Or, perhaps he just wanted to initiate another argument. Ha, what a scrub.

"I know that. The sight of your face probably scared him off," he grinned slyly as his sister glared daggers back.

"Maybe he was just tired of your unsavory attitude, loser. It's a wonder why he's still friends with you." Bel decided to ignore that comment. Instead, he turned on his heel and took off.

"Whoever gets back last is a rotten egg!"

"You're so lame!" Riley called, though she ran after him nonetheless. Despite the hour, they bickered and squabbled and stomped their way home.


Hello, everyone! It's Aria! How are you? Good, I hope. I know the prologue was kinda boring, but I think it gets better in later chapters.

In case you're wondering, which you probably are, the ships in this fanfic are:

OC x OC (for both of my twins)

Kyoya x Kaoru (don't deny it)

Tamaki x Hikaru (i read too many fanfics, don't i)

Honey x Nobody (might actually accept an OC for this one, if anyone's interested. preferably female, since the same sex couples dominate the cast, but i don't mind if not c:)

Haruhi x Mori

I intend for each relationship to blossom and develop in this fic. If it's not in enough detail, then I'll have an after-series of short stories containing the details of how the couples came to be. (if tha makes sense..)

Okay, so, did you like it? Or absolutely despise it? I don't really care at this point, I need feedback and criticism so I can improve, so review, or tell us what you think in a PM.