"Daniel, are you up yet? Daniel!" Opening her sons door the slightly annoyed look on her face shifted, replaced with an amused smile at seeing her son half dressed with his shirt on awkwardly. One arm was through the head while his head was being forced down a sleeve. "Daniel. Here let me help you."

Grabbing the shirt she lifted it from him allowing him to wear it properly.

"Better?" She asked as he ruffled his hair back into the proper style

"Much but I told you a thousand times my names Dan now"

"Ok fine Dan just finish getting ready we have to go clothes shopping" patting his head she was about to leave when she head a quiet muttering.

"I hate shopping" turning she smiled at him.

"I know you do but we need to get you some new clothes for your birthday party. I could always buy them for you" knowing her little bit of added information would change his mind she left the room to allow him the privacy to get changed.

She knew he could be downstairs in a matter of minutes.

After pulling on the remainder of his clothes he started to run downstairs not bothering with shoes; his mum would do that for him.

"Ok mum I'm ready come on let's go" he burst into the front room diving on the couch. He was a little hyper active today, but who could blame him it was his birthday.

He started to kick his legs impatient as his mum came in checking her purse as she walked.

"Alright I have enough for two outfits for you. Now come on the quicker we can get there the quicker we can get back" nodding the brunette jumped from his seat

"Come on then" he pestered slightly pushing her from behind so she would move faster. She laughed as she was pushed out of the room.

"I'm moving, stop pushing Dan." Pulling his hands from her back she walked on her own out of the house.

The excited boy couldn't keep still on their drive to the shop. He didn't like shopping but he was willing to stick it out if it meant he could have his party. He was only allowed five friends which was a hassle because he only really considered four people proper friends the others he didn't really care much for.

Along with the four people he had invited his mum had invited her friends. Dan didn't exactly want them there but he wasn't too fussed about it as ten years ago today their son had been kidnapped. The Kazami's had been friends with his mum and dad since they had been in college and he felt for them with what had happened with their son.

He had been taken just hours after being born and by an animal no less, they had gone to the police as soon as the nurses had arrived in the room. The search for the baby had gone on for months but the woods the wolf lived in were simply too thick to make it more than a few feet in.

After those few months of none stop searching the police had determined that the boy was dead if the wolf hadn't killed him already then the harsh environment that was the forest would have finished the boy off.

But still the two parents hadn't stopped hoping that by some miracle the boy was still alive and every year on the anniversary of his disappearance they would go to the local church to pray that their son was alive and well and maybe come home to them.

Dan held a lot of respect for them for that fact and he too hoped that the boy was still alive. The brunette had been so busy with his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the car had slowed as it was coming to a stop outside a shopping mall.

The shopping mall was only a few years old and had been placed just a quarter of a mile from the hospital. After a riot which had taken place the old mall had been burned down and the new one had been built closer to the hospital in case another riot happened to take place people could be transported to the hospital quicker.

Tapping the boy on the shoulder his mother smiled when she gained his attention.

"We're here" she told him as a grin spread over his face.

"Finally" he exclaimed as he jumped out of the car and started to run to the entrance.

"Dan! Stop running, wait by the trollies" she yelled over to him as he skidded to a stop by the trollies.

As she started walking to the boy her phone started to ring, taking it from her pocket she answered it pressing it to her ear she started to talk to the person on the other end as she walked.

"Hello Miyoko here" stopping in front of her son she rested her hand on his shoulder so he couldn't run ahead again.

"Hi Miyoko it's Shiori just calling to ask when Dan's party is"

"The party starts at six but I know you go to the church at that time so try to make it for half past" looking down she saw Dan whisper who she was talking to, mouthing back that it was Shiori the young boy nodded going back to looking around the car park.

Nothing really interesting was happening just people walking about talking, and a lot of teenage girls walking out in too high, high heels with masses of shopping bags on each arm. One thing did catch the boy's eyes.

Another young boy with bright amber eyes poking his head around the side of a car, looking around cautiously before retracting his head. To the brunette it looked like the boy was hiding; from what he wasn't sure. The boy stuck his head back out. Very gradually he started to leave the safety the car offered venturing further and further out into the open.

As the boy became more visible to him he noticed how poor his clothing was. It looked like they were rags made from an old cloth or towel. Taking his eyes off what was meant to be his clothes he instead focused on the boy's face. More specifically his hair; which was matted, worse than he had ever seen. And this was coming from a boy who could go days on end without so much as touching his hairbrush.

The boy's hair was a deep black and went down to his hips. It was in one long mat that was never ending and clumped into one long tangle. Not a single strand was free of the mat and it looked uncomfortable though it didn't seem to faze the boy.

"Dan, be careful you almost walked into a car" Miyoko pulled his aside as he was mere inches from an opening car door. Shaking his head as though coming out of a trance he looked up into his mother's eyes.

"Wh-oh sorry mum"

"What were you looking at?" She asked having noticed her son's lapse in concentration had happened when he was staring off after something.

"There was-" he pointed to where the boy had been but he had vanished. Blinking as though that would make him reappear he strained his eyes "nothing mum. I wasn't looking at anything" he answered.

"Ok if you insist"

As they walked into the shop Dan kept looking for the boy he had just seen. But it seemed he had vanished into thin air. Making a mental note to look for him as they walked around he allowed his mum to lead him to the different clothes shops to pick out clothes he knew he would only wear once then they would be designated the spot at the back of his wardrobe.

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