a/n: thanks to all who reviewed! and...wait for it...oh yeah, just to clear some things up the boyfriend's name is Yuuto...not Yuuta and at the moment i'm too lazy to go change it in the first chappy...and also this is based off the jdrama...my book store never has the early issues of this so i only have ones in the 20's and i dont think that's enough to base the fic off of..also i realize this chapter is very short, but it's just ground work and i PROMISE they will get longer soon...anyways...

Tsukasa swung his legs awkwardly as he sat at the dinner table. He sighed at the small portion of something that smelled kind of funny. Sometimes, he just wanted a nice bowl or ramen, or maybe even some taiyaki.

"Is something wrong with your food Tsukasa?" his mother asked from her end of the very long table.

"No," Tsukasa smiled and ate the funny smelling food in front of him. It was bland and all he wanted to do was spit it out, but he knew that if he did, then the chef who made it would be fired. Sometimes, in his opinion, his mom was far too mean.

For a while, the two ate in complete silence. Kaede just didn't care while Tsukasa sat on the edge of his seat, waiting for his mom to just ask him how his day was, even if she had never asked him the question before. He never gave up hope that one day she'd ask how his day was, and actually listen as he spoke of all the fun he had with his three best friends. One day, it'd come, he was sure of it.

"Tsukasa," Kaede got the boy's attention. The nine year old perked up, was today the day? "Tell me about Yuuto."

"He's really nice," Tsukasa couldn't help but smile his bright, innocent smile, "He brought me a ice cream cone last time I saw him. He also got me the coolest puzzle for my birthday! He's so cool! He even knows how to ride a skate board."

Kaede rolld her eyes, "You should look down on him Tsukasa. He is just a commoner. Riding a skate board and eating ice cream from something as juvenile as a cone is strictly beneath you. You are far more superior and it's about time you started acting like it. I used to make excuses since you were little, but now it's just getting ridiculous."

"But Mama-"

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" Kaede yelled. After regaining her composure rather quickly, she stood up, "Go to bed Tsukasa." And without another look at her son, she left.

Tsukasa pouted and headed straight to his room. But instead of tucking himself into bed, which he was rather used to doing by now, he picked up his phone and dialed a very familiar number. It was only seconds later he heard the even more familiar "Moshi moshi?"

"Rui, am I really different then everybody else?" Tsukasa asked. He had never been one to attempt small talk, he figured just asking the question not only saved time, but it spared the awkward feelings that came with the small talk.

"Of course," he could practically hear Rui smiling, "There's no one like Tsukasa. If other people were just like you, then you wouldn't be my best friend!"

He couldn't help but smile in return, "You're my best friend, too. But, does that mean other people are not as important then me. And not just to you. Does it mean in the world I'm more important just because I'm a Domyouji?"

"Tsukasa, you know you shouldn't listen to your mother," Rui sighed. "Where's Tsubaki?"

"On a date," Tsukasa returned Rui's sigh. "But Mama said that Yuuto is a commoner and that I shouldn't be friends with him. But I like Yuuto!"

"You should, he's really nice," Rui recalled when the older man had taken Tsukasa, Sojiroh, Akira, and himself to the park and played with them for hours before buying them ice cream. "But Tsukasa, you know better then to listen to what she says, she's mean. If Tsubaki is okay with hanging out with Yuuto, you can hang out with him too."

Tsukasa smiled, "Thanks you Rui, you are the smartest person ever!"

Rui laughed, "Thanks. Now I sleep."

"Good night." Tsukasa hung up. Rui did always know what to say.

So, not feeling like going to sleep, Tsukasa went back to his puzzle, the same puzzle Yuuto had given him for his birthday. Unlike his life, puzzles were simple. He took comfort in the fact that there was a place for every single piece no matter what. No one piece was better then the other, they all had to be there for the puzzle to make any sense. They all had to work together to create art, and when he finished each piece of art, he felt accomplished. He knew no matter what happened as he got older, the magic in the art would still be there. They would all still be together, useless if taken apart, but magical together.

Tsukasa sighed, why couldn't his life be as simple as this puzzle?