A plot bunny had hit me and forced me to do this. I may turn it into multichapters if I receive good acceptance from you guys.

Enjoy

Radiance from the Sun slipped in between the crevices of the leaves, burnishing the whole meadow with its bright gleam. Glitters of the nearby pond were refracted toward the rustling leaves, giving the plain an ethereal light with beautiful white flowers effloresced about, giving out sweet tang of tranquility.

Soft whiff danced its waltz, rustling the leaves and bushes, hitching along some of the dried leaves on floor of the meadow. Some of the leaves were caught by the cloth worn by a young looking male, whom was laid unconscious under a tree near the pond.

His very long golden yellow hair was spread around him, glimmering like real gold under the sunlight. Pale skin glow like full moon during night and long eyelashes brushed the high contour of his cheekbones. Full light petal lips were parted slightly to let out the light puff of warm air.

He looked really calm, and peaceful, so insouciant that the small animals like rabbits, squirrels and birds around him were not even disturbed by his presence, some of the small animals had even snuggled close to his white fabric covered chest.

The natures around him were at ease with his presence, even savoring his very being. The branches of the tree he was sleeping under had bent at odd angles, just to prevent the sunbeam from reaching the sleeping blonde and prevented him to leave his deep slumber.

The picture of such serenity and peace were broken by the unnatural vibrant from the bushes not so far from where the blond was. The animals were in instance on high alert, wary of the unknown presence even some had immediately fled vicinity which was nothing but afraid of being caught, while some had persistently stayed, not wanting to leave the blonde behind; vulnerable to whatever threat the new presence would dish out.

A black cloaked figure loomed from the shadow of the tree; a huge sharp looking scythe was slung over his shoulder in lax manner. Obvious silver hair could be seen under the hood worn by the newcomer, framing a pair of apathetic deep violet eyes and a sharp pale face. The unique golden necklace around his neck made a soft twinkling sound at every step he took.

The small animals whimpered, recognizing the figure very well, most had immediately run away, leaving only a small golden furred baby dragon behind, and growling in defiance at the newcomer.

A delicate hand is placed on top of the small puffball, the slender fingers treading the silky fur tenderly. The small creature immediately melted under the loving caress of the previously sleeping blonde.

"Good morning Verloren" A soft and gentle voice greeted the silver haired Shinigami and the owner smiled guilelessly at Chief's most prized creation.

"It is already noon" Verloren's monotone voice shot and the deadpan mask on his face did not even twitch. One could say that he was someone that no matter how hard and how impregnable the situation was, he, the existence without any heart nor feeling would never surrogate his facial expression.

Melodious twinkling laugh escaped the blonde's lips, reverberated throughout the whole meadow as if the Angel's bells chimed. When the soothing laugh receded to light chuckle, the blonde smiled sheepishly.

"My apology then. I must've overslept again" The blonde apologized. He was somehow drifted way too far into his drowse and not to mention, it had become so frequent lately.

The long haired man stood up at his full height, but he barely reached the Shinigami's shoulder. He reached out and curled his hand around Verloren's available arm, letting his warmth seeped into the coldness of the Shinigami's skin. Verloren stared at their joined limbs and then towards the blonde's serenely smiling face with an unreadable look on his face.

Despite it had been a normal occurrence around the blonde, it still perplexed him on why the blonde hadn't disintegrate upon contact with him. Normally, other living creature would've immediately reduced to ashes when it had touched, accidently or not. But this one unique creature had never degenerated, always holding his hand whenever they met and would smile that alleviating smile of his.

Verloren's lips twitch upward slightly but it went unnoticed by the blonde, whom is smiling at the small baby dragon in his other arm. He curled his fingers around the smaller and warmer hand carefully; as if afraid it will break at the slightest pressure.

It intrigued him why was this unique soul persisted on meeting him every day, smiling and holding his hand as if he was a normal creature, not the death god that could take away life at the slightest touch of his being.

The kimono clad blonde looked up towards him when he felt the cold fingers entwined around his, looking straight into those deep pools of lifeless violet eyes with no hesitation or fear. Another smile bloomed on his lips but this one was different than the usual, it was not either blinding or overwhelming but soft and tender instead. The smile brimmed with wave emotions that Verloren would not dare to lay his fingers on. His gorgeous molten golden eyes yielded with enchantment, as if Verloren had fulfilled his most impossible wishes.

He was not expecting anything more from the cold male. In fact, for the Shinigami to response to his little touch was indeed overwhelmed him. It was a very scarce for Verloren to act such a way. But he was grateful enough at least he knew that he was not the only one who chafed for them to have at least a little progress between them.

To Verloren, this blonde was indeed very interesting, a worthy puzzle that he seek to unravel. But he had a whole eternity to do that. So, for now, he would settle to savor the rare moment when he could feel something stirring inside his so called 'heart', something that only this blonde could do. Every move that the blonde made, every smile that he beamed, every laughter that he chimed affected him too much to the point that Verloren himself was feeling rather scared; fear of not being himself anymore.

'This is enticingly dangerous.' The Shinigami thought to himself, unknown to him, shaping a very small and deficient smile on his face.

This timeline is set up far long before Verloren meet Eve, and the blonde is still alive. You may guess whom he is, I think I had made it obvious.

I don't know if it will be shonen-ai or not but let's see as the story progress. I may end up only making fan services like how the original manga is.

Review! I need to know your guys opinions of it!

Ciao ciao

Y.L

Edited : 26/9/14

BY: REDXAQUA