"And the Kappa was forced away from … …. … …" The rest of the sentence was blanked out for Yoh as he plopped his chin on his folded arms where they lay on his desk. His eyes closed with a sigh and the world went silent to him. Perfect for sleeping.
That is, until a hot breath whispered, "Don't fall asleep in class again, otouto. We wouldn't want you to get expelled." Yoh slid his lids open half way, looking at his brother out of the corner of his eye. He wondered briefly if Hao would do anything in the middle of class, the desks did go down pretty far and would probably cover any activities.
But Yoh knew that Hao wasn't that kind of person. He cared about his reputation too much to—
The younger boy straightened when a hand trailed slowly along his inner thigh, inching towards his…
Yoh picked up his book again and propped it in front of his face, suddenly enraptured by the history of the kappa while secretly hiding a deep blush.
Hao just smiled next to him and raised his hand to answer a question that had just been asked.
When he passes the river there is a little kid around his age standing knee deep in the shallow, dirty river, apparently helping the kappa's pick up the trash, an almost funny purse on his lips and a red sort of spirit that looks like a mix between a human and a cat and a lizard stares at him with brilliant green eyes.
"What are you doing?" He asks curiously. The boy looks up and Yoh gets a weird feeling in his chest when he sees him, and for a moment feels tempted to go down and touch the other boy….
But the water really is too dirty and his grandfather will kill him if he ruins his new tennis shoes. The younger boy doesn't seem to mind getting his red, star-covered poncho stained in the dark waters.
"Cleaning the filth." The child answers after several seconds, a small clutter of miscellaneous pieces of trash in his arms. Yoh leans on the bridge and stares, kicking one of his legs idly.
"It's too dirty. You'll never be able to clean it alone."
The pale, sickly lake sprites look crestfallen, enough for the young boy to regret having said that, yet a smile appears on the long-haired boy's face, and Yoh thinks it is a very pretty one.
"Yes, I will." He says softly and holds up his hands to the human/cat/lizard thing and the trash in them suddenly is set ablaze, leaving behind nothing but ashes.