Fandom: Dandelion Wishes Brought To You
Summary: "I never thought the day would come that I would start to care about a rabbit, a noble no less. If I actually had a heart, this would have been very touching." the epic trilogy of Jiwoo/Jiyeon meeting in their world. Small and long one-shots.

Warnings: cursing and possible violence / dark stuff / fluff / jiyeon is his usual asshole charming self / jiwoo is jiwoo

Note: Okay so, I've always really wanted to write something like this. And here's my chance. A very realistic and painful development of realistic relationships, whenever friendship or romantic. Please note that the story's biggest point is focused on friendship, learning to understand one other. I will eventually leave it to the readers to decide if they want to see hints of a romantic attraction being added.

Also another IMPORTANT NOTE is that I will be using their in game names, so you can pretend those are their given names, to make it easier to keep up. While I was thinking about doing it before(Miran and Nick are cute names) I decided against it. So yeah. So here you go, have an AU were the wizard game does not happen, and everybody stays in their home world.

Please enjoy and review!

A change of heart

"Society comprises two classes: those who have more food than appetite, and those who have more appetite than food. "

Their first meeting is one simply by fleeting chance.

It's almost hilariously stupid – but he can't find the will to laugh at the irony. Everyone around should be able to know that Dios district is one of the poorer and rougher places this part of the country, with shabby houses that are the point of breaking apart and thievery all around. But there he is, being eyed by all cats around the corners like a bait to beat and take. A rabbit of noble blood sits in his own thoughts; either waiting for somebody or indefinitely lost. Again, he can't find his voice to laugh at a stupid situation like this one. He is lost for words.

He still is quite lucky, Jiyeon thinks as he takes one of the raw fishes in the stolen bag from earlier, and rips a piece of with his sharp teeth, eying the boy with greedy interest. The flesh tastes like dirt – he figures he should clean it up later in the river by the hill. He's able to pick up on the subtle glances that the boy of noble blood attracts, it's a mix of wanting to beat his puny body to death and steal all that's valuable, or the wandering thoughts of what rabbit flesh will taste like against their tongue.

The latter thought interests him a lot more – Rabbits are quite delicious after all, so it's more then natural for him. Neither has he eaten for a good two days up-till now, but he's certain that the flesh of a noble tastes better then the barely cooked fish in his hands. His stomach rumbles and aches as he makes a vague sound in the back of his throat. Waiting and prowling – it's nothing but a contest of who makes their first move, who will risk exploiting a noble and get away with it or meet the cold bars of prison.

What a dilemma.

It works in his favor however, both his and the rabbit's – true predators don't strike until the sunset graces the colors of the sky, and the rain is unpleasant enough to keep most of the cats away, he can't say the same for the stray dogs though; and wolves and foxes are the last thing he has to worry about. It really is working out in his favor, he wonders if he's getting too lucky. But he decided to walk with faith in his hands as he stuffs the left-over fish back into the plastic bag. His gaze wildly fixated on the pair of ears as he consciously licks his lips.

He figures, why not?

"Hi there." His feet move close to his target before he's even aware of his actions; he acts on bare instinct as a charming smile slips lazily across his features. He ignores everything but the person in front of him – the judging stares of the other strays are no more of an importance to him as the blond rabbit who tilts his head to face him – there's a frown painted on his face and the cat is capable of understanding that it's either because the male is disturbed at having somebody below his status talk to him – a stray cat, for a fact. Or simply become he's in a bad mood, he believes it to be both.

If there's anything both cats and rabbits have in common, it's their dislike of rain – water to be precise.

"What?" the annoyance and wary tone says enough, but his smile doesn't waver, dinner is dinner after all.

"Well, I just happened to be crossing here and saw you here." He doesn't mention the part were he's being shamelessly staring hidden in an alley for ten minutes and scoots down next to him on the wooden bench, which creaks under the pressure of his weight. The rabbit boy blinks and looks visibly uncomfortable, but he doesn't move away— good. "So I couldn't help but wonder if you were lost."

Say yes, Jiyeon greedily and lustfully the drinks in the sight of the rabbit ears which lower and twitch, as if calling out for him, he can only hope his predatory excitement doesn't show behind his act. The noble hesitates for a second but huffs as he turns his head again; focusing on a book in his hand which he hadn't even noticed before in the moment of his hunger. "No, I'm perfectly fine, get lost."

How convenient – a smart boy.

"Really? Are you perhaps waiting for someone?" He drawls cheerfully, he sucked in desperate gulps of air. The rain against his skin was finally starting to bother him, with a subtle sound of irritation ringing in the back of his throat, he lifts his hood over his head to cover his ears. "I could help you get in one of the cafe's here around the corner, so you won't have to wait here in the rain, waiting kind of sucks doesn't it?"

Yeah, he would help alright. Bring him to an abandoned building and beat him senseless until he's knocked out and cook him for dinner. That's what – but just like most of his lies, he doesn't mention that part.

"I said I was fine, didn't I?!" His nerves jump when the rabbit boy snaps at him in an impatient manner. He's too impulsive and arrogant – but at the same time too aware to be dumb enough to truly trust a stranger on the street and Jiyeon can't help but be impressed, because nobles are brought up sheltered and naive, unaware of the dangers around them.

What fucking nonsense.

He ignores the clenching of his fist both with his frustration that flares – for a moment he thinks that he could maybe force him to go along, but there are too many witnesses to do such a thing. Many would eagerly sell him out to receive money from the cops as reward and the stray cat doesn't like the idea of prison, nor being beheaded. He stands up slowly, brushing the invisible dust of his worn out pants and offers the boy next to him a willed smile.

"Then if I was you, I would move your shit ass before you end up as dinner for the people who are currently eying your flesh." the insults and venom in the statement slip from his tongue before he can help it – but finds that it doesn't really matter anymore. He pretends to not see the surprise and shock reflected in the other's expression as he staggers off, really; what a waste of his time.

But he feels slightly accomplished.

If he doesn't get a rabbit for dinner, then nobody else will either.