There was a small gasp from one and a blush from another. There was no real need to say which was actually which as the characteristics would say it all. Golden eyes gazed into violet, the expression almost dreamy and yet not quite. There was no undeniable argument in Krad's own head to decide whether the boy was cute or not, he was cute and that was all that mattered. Or was it? If it was to be an attraction to a male then certainly this was a first time for Krad. And for all he knew, judging by the blush on Dark Mousy's face, that it was possibly the same for Dark as well. Krad shook his head a little, golden locks moving easily within the breeze and yet this was a first for him, the first out of the two to break out of the daze that they were in. Only when he flashed a smile at Dark did Dark break out of his daze.
"S-sorry..." Dark replied to the action, embarrassed beyond belief, wondering why he did that to the blonde. Yes the blonde was definitely attractive, but he was a male. Did Dark feel attracted to males? That he didn't really know as no one had taken the least bit of interest in him before, let alone actually flirt with him. He turned quickly, getting ready to leave but a hand held down on his own as it went to open his bag ready to put most of the files that he had pulled out, into the bag. He looked back at the blonde again, this time noticing something that seemed almost possessive in those golden irises, an image of the pretty figure burning onto his retinas as he shut his eyes quickly, wondering if it was a dream. The blonde merely chuckled, a sign to surely say that this was most definitely not a dream at all.
"Why are you apologizing?" The blonde asked, the voice sounding smooth, almost sultry and beautiful in a way that wasn't to be described. Dark quickly shook that very notion of thought away though as his blush darkened his cheeks even more, moving from a light rosy tint to that of the crimson in which they usually went.
"I-I...I didn't mean to stare...that's w-why I was apologizing..." Now he was beginning to stutter just a little nervously and that was a sign that was going to show just how nervous he actually was. Yet, why was he nervous? That was what Dark had to ask himself and yet he didn't really know the answer. Dark's ears perked up a little as he thought he heard the blonde whisper the word "cute" to himself before just shrugging it off to his own imagination.
"It's okay...you weren't the only one staring you know..." Oh now he had gone and said too much to the purple haired male. Krad hoped that he hadn't scared the other, but the blush on the others cheek started to disappear just a little. Was that a good sign? Krad had hoped so. It never seemed to cross his mind that the other male did not know his name. "You're Dark Mousy aren't you? I'm...Krad Hikari..." What was up with him? He wasn't usually this warm to strangers but that feeling of recognition was bothering Krad a little. It was almost as if he had seen the purple haired male before or that just maybe, he knew that secret that the other was hiding was similar to his own.
"Nice to meet you...Krad..." And there, although small, was a smile, one to the likes of which Krad had never seen before in his life. It almost made him feel as if he wanted to touch the soft ivory flesh that covered the cheek but Krad was definitely too scared to do something like that. After all, he hadn't known the male for long and already it felt as if he were beginning to have feelings for him. "You walking home?"
"Yeah soon...just waiting for the crowd to pass..."
It wasn't long before the two were walking home together, side by side, hands almost touching. Dark felt an impulse to touch the hand that hovered not so far from his own but he ignored it. It was hard to describe how strange it felt to be around the other male and that feeling of recognition was not helping. Tonight he would go home, go to bed and wake up with feathers around him like he always did dark feathers to be precise. A part of the secret that he tried to hide from everyone else, the being that wasn't completely normal. Yet if one were to see the mess of feathers, surely they would be able to put two and two together and he would be locked up in a laboratory for experimentation. They didn't talk on the way back, yet Dark had caught Krad looking at him a few times. It wasn't until the silhouette of Daiki's house began to appear within the distance that Dark realised their time was short and yet he could still say nothing to the blonde beside him. A few blushes rose to his cheeks and he cursed himself silently. Surely Krad had noticed this?
If there was one thing that Krad himself was beginning to grow nervous about, it was the fact that he couldn't help but feel like he wanted to reach out and touch the purple haired male, allow his own hand to move slowly, taking surely in the perfect sculpture of the face, his own mind comparing it to that of a statue of a beautiful male that he had seen the picture of in the book. Adonis of the Promise Garden that was what the book itself had been called. He was also sure that it was also the name of the statue. Another look at that face however as those violet eyes seemed to catch him out, Krad realised that he was most certainly far prettier than the statue itself. Then Dark's eyes were lost, wandering over the silhouette of a rather unusual house. Krad could only assume that Dark lived there and that soon they would be parting ways. He didn't want to part though; he wanted to find out some information about Dark Mousy himself. Yet surely if they did part, all would still come in good time? Well he hoped so anyway.
"Krad...this is where I have to leave..." Dark then stated, standing in front of a house, a look of sadness in those dark eyes, yet the expression was deliberately deceptive, looking almost content. How can such a being do this to me? He thought, wondering now if he was under a spell of some sort and that Dark was to be the object of affection, but it was definitely no spell. He waved at Dark, not really saying the words "good bye", just opening up to something that was bound to happen an yet a smile crept up on his face as the other waved back.
Dark seemed to fall almost over-dramatically onto the sofa, bag displaying the contents inside as his mind seemed to recall the very image of the one he had left to walk into his door. Perhaps he should have walked him home now, but it was too late. Anything could happen on the streets now. Last night's events had shown that to him, yet he hadn't been quite sure as to why he went out in the first place. It was just one of those times right? A time where he needed a walk to clear his head a little, feeling sick and oddly depressed due to being ignored most of the time. He was supposed to be used to it, fearless Dark Mousy, not affected by anything but that wasn't true. Being ignored and treated like one didn't exist was something that could affect a person greatly, though no one really spoke of it at all. Only, today had been an improvement. Someone had talked to him, someone who he was beginning to feel different things about and it confused him. Flicking mindlessly through the channels of the television set in the living room, he soon turned it off after realising that there really was nothing of interest to be found at all.
Krad sighed as he entered the Hikari household, currently deserted due to a family trip that was out of the country. Peace and quiet, that was what it was meant to be but Krad wasn't so sure it was going to be that quiet anymore. A look up at the ceiling from the bed that remained covered in feathers had told him that this secret that Dark Mousy was hiding was certainly mysterious. He wondered if it was the same as his own? As if responding to the wondering of the host, a pair of white wings flopped themselves off of the side of the bed, the feathers joining old ones from the night before. That was what he hid from the world, and he was sure that because of actually having wings, he wasn't human. Maybe Dark was the same as him? In a way, although quite selfish, he did hope so.
