Chibi Angel
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~ Sugar ~
As the sun dipped closer to its resting place in the sky, the taxi slowed to a halt at the entrance to the Niwa home.
The young red-head smile gratefully at Satoshi. "I'll see you at school then?"
He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Of course."
Daisuke beamed. He said farewells to his classmate and the driver before hopping out. The boy fumbled with the latch at the gate before he successfully opened it. Emiko was at the door before his hand even reached the doorbell. "Dai-chan!"
She saw the taxi pulled away out of the corner of her eyes, its passenger staring ahead while he held a wrapped package close to himself. "Aa, Dai-chan, that wasn't to Takeshi-kun you gave the present that took past seven PM just to find, now was it?"
He smiled nervously. "Iie, it wasn't."
The young woman directed him inside. "Mommy will always love Dai-chan and doing things for him! Especially shopping and making clothes." She tapped a finger against the side of her face, saying thoughtfully, "It's going to be cold tomorrow."
The nine year-old boy sweatdropped slightly. "Okaa-san..."
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He paid the driver and began climbing up the stairs to his apartment. Satoshi unlocked the door and let himself in. As usual, silence greeted him. At the present, the tugging of his heart wished for something to fill this quiet emptiness. But he would grow up to miss it. However, Satoshi was a sensible boy, and he did not dwell on a future that had yet to be.
The blue-haired boy dropped his book-bag at his bedside. He picked up a large white T-shirt, a pair of indigo shorts, and a change of underclothing. He headed for the bathroom. He exited, showered and teeth brushed. He switched off the light. Head on the pillow, Satoshi closed his eyes.
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An outsider looked up to his balcony five minutes later, and saw pale brightness filter through the shades. They saw it darken five minutes afterwards.
"Kyuu..."
A person looked through those shades an hour after, spotting a neatly folded square of wrapping paper with glasses resting on it. They found an angel with hair the color of a cloudless sky, and saw him lying on his bed, sheets gently rising and falling with his chest. He was clutching a dark cobalt pen with gold markings in one hand. Sharing his pillow was a matching pocket-sized notebook, open to the first gold-flecked page. Someone had scaled up to his balcony to enter through the glass doors, tiptoeing close enough to see his lips, slightly parted. Dim as it was, that person was certainly close enough to read the notebook.
His own lips curved upwards. "Sweet dreams Satoshi-kun." He turned to leave.
A hand slid out from beneath the resting head to capture the red-head by the wrist. "Oyasumi... Daisuke-kun," he murmured.
The other boy smiled softly. His friend's hand slipped away to fall against the bedside, but he caught it and tucked back under the pillow.
Quietly, the curtains were brushed aside and balcony doors closed. A small figure made his way down. He left for home, furred companion dozing off where he curled, nestled in crimson spikes.
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'08:36:14
This pen and this notebook from Daisuke Niwa were my first birthday presents.
He made me happy when he gave me his smile. That was his very first gift to me.
Niwa-kun is my friend.'
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GD~ And that is where we leave it.
Chibi Veru~ GD insistently claims that if angelic little Niwa-kun was willing to go into some supposedly haunted mansion for sweet little Riku-chan's teddy bear in #6 –
GD~ *trills* He should be more than willing to go climbing up to adorable little Hiwatari-kun's balcony just~. to~. see~. him~. sleeping!
Chibi Veru~ -_-"' Alternate ending in the works. GD's done a sudden turnabout with it and now its all dark and angsty.