Title: Angels playground
Summary: There's a clearing that holds a man, tall and lean. When Krad Hikari finally returns to the clearing he falls in love with the one person who cared for him all his life.
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Last time…
"Now Krad, I hope you're getting this"
"Why don't we do something fun?"
"Time to go home"
Chapter 1 Meeting a man
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Krad sighed. School was boring, he looked up at the clock, watching the small black hands slowly tick by, his golden eyes watching, waiting. The small hand was nearly there, just a few more seconds anddd….
The bell rung and students flocked out of the room, their minds set on places that were not there classroom. Many dashed to the canteen, their stomachs growling and their eyes darting from food and drinks to more food and drinks. Others just fluttered around the school, doing there usual, Krad, on the other hand walked out, his eyes set on leaving school, he hissed as a teacher came to stop him.
The man backed away.
Krad walked on, his golden hair following him as his white shirt clung to him, his long black blazer keeping out the cold while his black trousers hugged his legs. He clutched his school bag and muttered curses under his breathe, the stupid teachers how he wanted to mangle their bodies and shred them to pieces.
He kept on going his legs working on their own, taking him to wherever they please. He stopped and blinked. He was at the wall, then he walked forward.
He sighed in relief, his anger taken away by the wind, his eyes shut in bliss. He opened them.
The grass was iced over, laced with a thin layer, the green trees now coloured with red and orange leaves, the sky a deep mix of purples and gold, the moon, still the same while the tree that lay under it, still the same, its bed of red petals lying inside a circle of frost bitten grass.
But something was different, it wasn't the scenery that bothered him, but the figure lying almost the red petals. Krad walked up, golden eyes eyeing the male. The man was dressed in black, his black suit covering his feminine body, purple hair lay crashing against red while his eyes were shut.
His arms were outstretched lying on the mass of red, his whole figure standing out against the blood red, his pale skin that had never seen daylight glistened under the moonlight that sprinkled down on him.
Slowly purple eyes opened.
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Next time on Angels playground…
"My you've grown…"
"You don't remember me do you?"
"I don't even know you! You don't know me and never touch me again!"