On a silent, peaceful morning, when the sun had not quite risen yet, a house located on a hill was in quite a rowdy state.
In a room filled with little children in their sleep, one young boy was awaken by the noises of his companions.
The twins Yumi and Sumi were 'combating silently', with some whooshs and swoops, in their sleep accompanied by
background music of the endless and ridiculously longg snores of Takuya.
Nina and Kagamine had their own habits as they slept too – Nina who had a horrified expression on her
face, was mumbling about someone stealing her strawberry-printed underwear and threatening to show it to everyone while Kagamine kept gritting his teeth.
This was a usual event every morning.
Kuroko didn't find it irritating every time he was awaken by the so called 'orchestra' – a befitting name for the room of children chosen by Kuroko.
In fact, he found it quite fascinating, as he wondered about how 'amazing' they were to be able to sleep like that.
The children all slept on their futon spread across the floor of the room.
Kuroko, who slept second nearest to the door, crept out to the yard, wearing his blue pajamas and grey socks.
Sleeping habits. Sounds. And Pans?
As Kuroko took a deep breath, inhaling the cool fresh air still filled with the scent of morning dewdrops, he heard a faint sound.
What is that? Is it a bird? Or is it the crickets? I've never heard anything like that...
Kuroko pricked his ears up as if he had sensory antlers like satellite or something and walked towards the direction of the unknown sound.
Kuroko stopped when he reached a pale pink door with a small glass inserted on the top section. He placed his hands and left ear on the door and attentively listened to the melody. He got anxious to know who in the world would be so amazing to produce sounds as beautiful as that and couldn't resist his urge to take a teeny tiny peek through the glass. He tip-toed and used his tiny hands to stretch himself as high as he could and finally let his blue eyes peek at the bottom of the glass. K
uroko's eyes grew wide when he saw a dark room. He could only barely see a small figure whose hands were on a squarish object leaned onto the wall. The sliding door next to the figure was left opened where shadows of cloth-like things flew around. Kuroko immediately ducked down. He was not scared of ghosts. He thought, " I'm not scared. I'm just shocked. Yeah. Just shocked.". His pride wouldn't let him accept that he was scared of ghost, which led him to do his next move. His heart was thumping loudly as he placed his sticky hands on the door knob, and swung the door open. His eyes was shut close as he took his first step into the dark room. The coldness of the floor ran up to his spine as he shivered. C'mon eyes! Open! Okay. Okay. 1! 2! 3!
He stretched his eyes open, prepared to see a white sheet in front of him with long-flawless-black hair around it, but, he saw nothing. The figure was gone. And the next thing he knew was he was lying on the floor. Blood rushing to his brain as pain rang at the back of his head.
The beautiful music was gone. The figure was gone. The only thing he heard before he lost consciousness was a loud clang.
Probably a pan?
And he drifted off to a horrible nightmare.
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Note : Kuroko's a brave boy~~ Ohyeahh~ Haha! ;D Hope you enjoyed it! 3
