Life is Full of Miracles

Chapter 2- Who Are You

Danny tossed and turned in his bed. The sun was shining brightly through his bedroom window. If only he could stay in bed and let the day pass him. It was going to be hot day. One can practically feel the heat radiating through the window. Danny threw the cover off of him and looked at the bed above him. He didn't feel like getting up this morning. The arms of sleep had him cradled in its arms. Unfortunately, he has to leave its embrace.

Slowly, blue eyes focused more on the underside of the bed. He really didn't want to wake up quite yet. The dream was so soothing. He was with his sister playing with her textbooks. He would stack them up and see how far they would go before tumbling over. His sister, Jazz, would laugh as she watched him. Just about when he was going to stack the last book, he woke up.

The six year old rolled out of the bed and crawled underneath it. He searched for a pair of clean pants. The other boys took most of the room in the drawers and closet. After several minutes of hands rummaging under the bed, he found some clothes. Navy blue jean shorts and a green short sleeve shirt with a blue star in the middle. He didn't feel like taking a shower this early in the morning. Knowing Dash, he would probably be in the bathroom already.

Danny didn't really want to be bothered by the other quite yet in the morning. Tying his raggedy tennis shoes, he walked out of his room down to the cafeteria. The large windows lit up the hall as he walked. Some of the windows were opened, allowing a cool breeze to dance among the curtains.

He slowly pulled open the door to the cafeteria and sit at the many tables in the ballroom. The cafeteria was on the fifth floor, Danny didn't understand why it was. The room started to fill with kids as the clock started to strike ten o'clock. Chatter rang through the air as children talked about their plans of the day. Dash slid into the seat next to Danny. It didn't bother the raven haired boy. Most of the time the bully would seat next him during meals instead of his friends. Maybe it was because the older boy pitied him. "Morning," Dash grumbled. Danny just nodded his head in greeting and stared at his pants.

"So…," Dash struggled to make a conversation with Danny. He didn't know the boy too well. The two met when they were brought to the orphanage together. The younger boy was quiet throughout the whole car ride, which bothered the blonde. He was so used to people asking about him or giving him attention almost all the time. Then here's this little boy who looked like he couldn't even break a twig. He didn't ask the older kid any questions, not even about his hair.

When they arrived to Miracles' Blessings, Dash mostly stayed with Danny. He didn't know why he stayed with the shorty. Maybe because they came from the same place. Over the time they stayed at Blessings, Dash started to become popular when it was field day at the orphanage. He could play soccer and football. If it dealt with a ball, he could play. Soon after his popularity started to grow, his attachment to Danny lessened. Instead he made Danny a stepping stool in his continue gain of popularity. By messing with Danny, it proved that he was the toughest even among the few teenagers that were there.

But for some reason, during meals he wanted to be next to the boy, maybe because he didn't really focus on what Dash had to offer but who he is. Well from Danny's perspective, he doesn't care much about Dash. If anything, he didn't want anything to do with Dash. He just wanted to be alone, but the blonde couldn't get it through his thick skull.

The children had finally gathered and breakfast could finally happen. The room was alit with laughter and conversations. The meal for breakfast was a sausage biscuit and apple juice. That was for the kids who didn't eat much. There was a buffet for the people who wanted more. Danny just sat there eyeballing his sandwich. He wasn't really hungry. Breakfast was the one meal where he didn't want to eat at all. There was always that strange pit in stomach after he wakes up. He pushed his biscuit over to Dash so he can eat it and laid his head on the table.

The mind of Danny was going over the events of yesterday. It was mostly about the man who helped him in from the window. He was rather tall and looked too young to have silver hair, which made Danny even more curious about him. The little boy barely met adults due to him being too shy to actually talk to people. He rather stay in his little bubble and be alone. But for some reason the man looked faintly familiar to him. Danny brain started to move its gears trying to find out the reason why that feeling was with that man.

A bang on the table made Danny lift his head momentarily from the table. Dash had banged his the table with his fist. "Hey wake up, you gotta eat," he scorned. Danny looked up at Dash and then the plate he slid to Dash. He shook his head and laid it back on the table. He heard Das sigh and get up to leave as the bell rung that breakfast was over.

"One, two, three," Danny shouted while jumping from the tree in the back of the orphanage. His feet planted on the ground with a thud. A smile brighten up his face as he climbed back to the tree. It was play time and he was alone. He had to figure out some way to entertain himself. He didn't really have any friends at the orphanage. The only friend that he had at the place was Tuck, but he was adopted and can only see him during school. Unfortunately, it's the summer and he won't see him anytime soon.

The little boy jumped off the tree again. Feeling the wind through his hair, he felt free for those brief seconds that he was the air. He could imagine that he was somewhere else. Maybe an airplane pilot or a bird. The thought of being a bird was particularly interesting to him. To be able to sprout wings and fly above the clouds, he had done that before. When he hit the ground he cringed slightly at the thought. He didn't need to travel down memory lane; it was his fault after all.

He backed up and slid down the tree trunk. Looking up at the sky. His eyes had teared up at the thought of the accident. It's all my fault. I should have listened to them. Why did I have to be a bad boy? He let his tears drop slightly before wiping them quickly after hearing his name being called.

"Danny…Danny," a little girl with purplish eyes and black hair started to run towards him. He looked up and put on a fake smile, "hey Sam." Sam was jumping up and down. She was so excited about the news; she wanted to tell her best friend. The child kneeled onto the ground with her friend. "I'm getting adopted," she all but tackled the boy to the dirt. Danny looked up at her shocked. Several emotion went through him. Happiness, but it was mixed with hatred and sadness. Hatred stood out to him the most. Why would he hate that she was being adopted?

She's able to leave…while he's still here.

"I'm glad for you Sam" he said raising up from the hug that the girl gave him, "when are you leaving?" Sam's smile started to dim a little, "tomorrow morning. So this is our last day together, eh?" Sam started to describe her new family to be rich and a bit strict. She was kind of worried that they might restrict her creativity. Especially the kind with her drawing on the walls.

The two sat in silence realizing they might not see each other again. For all they knew, her adopted parents might have her change schools. "You know what. We are not gonna just sit here and do nothing. Let's do something," Danny jumped up. He didn't like the current mood at all. He wanted to change it, they needed something more upbeat. Not a sad, moppy day. After all it's her last day, might as well go out with a bang.

Vlad massaged his temples as he walked out of the meeting. His phone was ringing nonstop for majority of the meeting. Fiona kept calling about the orphanage even resorting to texting him. It was starting to give him a headache from the constant noise it caused. He sat in his leather spin chair and looked out to the window of his office. He was planning on never going there again, but unfortunately she got a hold of all his numbers. The businessman is still trying to figure how she did in the first place. Vlad pushed on the button on his office phone and asked his assistant if there were any more business or meetings that needed to be dealt with. Much to his dismay, there wasn't any. He sighed and looked at his cell phone where there was about 50 messages from Fiona. Yippee.

"Vlad there's a call for you. It's Fiona Highten," the assistant said through the intercom. A groan reached out of his mouth. Trying not to sound tired nor annoyed, he answered the phone. Fiona answered a phone with excitement. She went on to ask if he was coming again and that the kids miss him. To which, Vlad knew was a complete lie. He simply listened to her complain and beg to almost threatening him from the things in his past.

Letting out a low groan he agreed to come by tomorrow with some sponsors. A yell of glee was heard on the other line that led to the man to cringe and hang up. He leaned back in his chair and almost dread what he had to do tomorrow. Vlad thought back to the morning when he visited, more specially, the boy. It still puzzled him how he got to the third floor. It just didn't make any sense. The boy gave off an aura of familiar to the man. Whatever it was, he was going to figure it out tomorrow.

Danny grumbled as one of the caretakers dressed him. Ms. Fiona said that there will be guests coming, but he could care less. He would hide somewhere anyway. Ms. Fiona always became much more bossy and annoying when people came over. The lady patted him on the back and told him to go. Danny ran out and down the hall. He hated dress clothes, they were so itchy. His day just had to get worse after Sam left. Now he has to be forced into stuffy clothes and actually interact with others.

The six year old ran into the classroom to line up with the other children. Dash walked over towards him looking him up and down. "Don't Danny look worse than a drowned rat," Dash said snidely. His entourage following close behind him. Danny just looked at his black sneakers, one of the few good ones.

He didn't want to bothered. The small boy just wanted to left alone. Why couldn't anyone understand that. His parents and friends are gone. There's wasn't anything that he could hang on to. Tears swelled up, he lowered his head further, trying to hide his face. Dash caught sight and started to laugh, "aww the little baby is about to cry." The kids started to look towards the bullied child. Some joined in on the teasing while others looked elsewhere. "Is Fenton going to cry," Kwan started to laugh with the others.

Danny clinched his fist and looked up at his bullies through his bangs. His sapphire eyes turning to an icy blue. How he hated them. Why couldn't they leave him alone. Was that truly too much ask? Being picked on every day for the last 2 years. He clinched his fists tighter. Why won't they disappear? Wait! That was a great thought. A sick grin slid over his face from the thought. He could get rid of them like he did his parents. They also bothered him that day. Blue eyes started to rim with a neon green. Yes, that's right, he could just make them dis-

"What is going on in here!"

Danny's eyes faded back to blue and his eyes snapped back to floor. His brain going over what he was going to do. He felt sick. How could he even think of that. The tears that were already formed started to fall along with new ones.

He deserved to be bullied for he he had done and thought. Wiping his eyes quickly, he shoved his hands into his dress pants. Fiona was berating the room full of kids for their behavior. He wasn't paying that much attention to her. He just wanted to leave, but a tap on the shoulder prevented him from doing so. The girl who tapped him pointed to the children forming a line. A sigh escaped him and he lined up next to her.

"I'm sorry for the chaos," Fiona babbled. She panicking a little inside. She knew what was going on a few minutes ago. Poor Danny was being bullied by that nine year old. The head mistress wanted to help but didn't know if she should. She couldn't let the children believe that she was doing favoritism. With a slight heavy heart, she reprimanded the children for their loud noise.

Danny watched as the headmistress explained the orphanage to them. He was starting to get bored and uncomfortable. He was right in the sunlight of the window. The heat reflected was starting to bother him. He wiped his brow and looked to see how this was going to take. Wishing she would hurry up with her speech, he barely noticed the mop of white hair. His eyes widened as they traveled down to see the face that it belonged to. It was that guy. Danny doesn't understand why but he felt slightly more relaxed. A slight smile came to his face as he watched the headmistress go about her business with the supporter and leave us alone. But Danny didn't move much, his eyes kept watch of the older man even as he approached him.

Vlad didn't know what to say to the boy. He was honestly speechless when he asked about the child. Over and over his mind would not accept it. He bent down to the boy and patted his head.

"I'm so sorry."

Danny just looked up and one thing went through his head.

Who are you?

A/N: Finally able to update. Poll on page for new stories.