Obsession
'Compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or an unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by symptoms of anxiety.'
The transition of every person from child to teen is a big deal for them, even more so for their parents. It can't be easy seeing your baby growing up at so fast. Strange too, but that is more connected to the case at our hands then a general rule. For her thirteenth birthday Deni asked only one thing: for her parents not to throw her a party and invite the children of all of their neighbors and colleagues, because she never liked them to begin with, and quite frankly, it was getting embracing. Having somehow convinced them to drop the planners and let her spend her day as she wished (so long as it's not something just plain dangerous), the birthday girl ran to her best friend's house.
In the half an hour it took her, from the time she got to his house, to actually wake the future Mafioso, it had started to rain like there was no tomorrow. And if there is one thing Deni loves, it is rain.
"You're not really gonna make me go out there, are you?" The white haired wonder asked with the face of someone who knows his fate and just how grim it is.
"I won't make you do anything." The brunette answered, lowering her head and looking at him sadly.
"I just thought since it's my birthday, and you didn't really get me anything, you'd do this one thing for me." She ended looking at the floor.
Byakuran swore in his head (something along the lines of poppycock, fiddlesticks or pebbles, considering their age) and rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm sure you did. C'mon, little fox, let's go get sick." He mumbled opening his house door for her; all while hoping his mother would catch them on the way out and stop them.
Deni ran out in the rain, jumping in the first puddle that got in her way, then the next one, and next one, and the one after that, making a full circle around the front yard then sprinting back to the pouting Byakuran who refused to move from the spot in front of his door.
"Come on grumpy, join me!" She grinned at him.
No one really understood why or how exactly the rain affected the girl so much, but it did. It always made her happy to run, jump or even just stand in it. "I just like how it feels" she'd always say, not really knowing herself, either. Well what ever it was, it never failed to cheer her up.
After about twenty minutes, Byakuran's mother finally realized what the children were doing and forced them (well, her; Byakuran ran in first chance he got) inside to dry off and drink tea, all while scolding them.
The sky cleared a couple of hours later, and Deni was cleared to go home. After saying her goodbyes to the adults of the house, she stood at the porch with her best friend, stalling. But as she stood there, and the silence dragged on, she realized that they really had nothing more to talk about that day and turned to leave. Not two steps later, she felt something hit the back of her head. She turned around only to see a poorly wrapped, oddly shaped mass (present?) on the floor. She looked at it with wide eyes, then at Byakuran, then at the thing again.
Byakuran, for the umpteenth time rolled his eyes and said:
"As if I'd forget to buy you something. Not like you spent all last week talking about it, or anything."
Having been actually slightly offended by her doubting him, he turned around and went back inside. The thing about the youngest Guesso is, when he's upset, he gets more dramatic, so the door-slamming was just his way of saying he cared.
The present turned out to be a stuffed animal for Deni's collection that was quite rare, and therefore difficult to find. Her squeal of joy was well heard inside the Guesso household and made the lavender eyed boy grin.
All in all it was a very good birthday, as far as Deni was concerned. That day was, anyways. For already tomorrow, the girl got really sick, being sickness prone and spending time in the rain did not mix well, and had to stay in bed. Actually, she had to stay in bed for the next two weeks, but she still claimed it was worth it.
When her best friend came to visit her he spent fifteen minutes lecturing her how he was only joking when he said "Let's go get sick.", and the meaning of sarcasm.