A/N: Warning, unnecessary flashbacks ahead!

"Found you," Noel cooed in her usual monotoned way of speaking.

Kirin brushed her fingers against her lips nervously, her body wrecked with anxiety. "H-hurray,"

"Now it's your turn to seek."

"Huh?"

"Hide-and-go-seek,"

"We were playing?"

"Joking," Noel whispered, prolonging each syllable of the word. She took a seat next to the girl and rolled up her sleeves, flashing the scars the incident had gave her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry-"

Noel shook her head and interrupted the ever so apologetic Kirin. "They don't hurt as much as you would think," she traced the thinning crimson line that formed from her wrist down to her inner elbow. "It itches, but does not hurt all too much. Only when Cion applies medicine to it does it sting."

"Even so, I'm so-"

"Please stop apologizing. It's becoming annoyingly repetitive." Her lavender eyes narrowed, her steel gaze not wandering from Kirin's paling face. "Just promise me that this will not happen again. What if you injured someone important?"

Kirin's head lowered, her hands clenching up in fists.

"I worry about your well being," Noel got to her feet, pushing the chair back in its place. "If you ever have problems you wish to discuss, be it a past or present situation, you know where to find me."

She took her leave, her foot steps fading into the usual hustle and bustle of the day.

"Noo-eeel!" a girl with dirty blonde hair bounded into the room, her seemingly endless energy seeping into the atmosphere.

"Daisy, you shouldn't be here," Noel, though attempting to lecture her companion, couldn't help the smile seeping onto her lips. "You'll catch my cold."

"Maybe that's the reason why I'm here! Perhaps I'm here to rid you of your cold by taking it onto myself. With MAGIC." Daisy beamed down at her partner before throwing herself onto the petite girl. She forced her own forehead against Noel's, comparing the difference in heat. "Ah, you still have some fever, love."

"I told you." Noel cuddled into the crook of Daisy's neck, inhaling her scent. "Creamy Coconut?"

"Bingo! As much as I wanted to spray on some Tropical Breeze today-"

"I hate Tropical Breeze."

Daisy's lips curved into a smile, "I know you do." She knew all too well that Noel wasn't a big fan of strong scents. She often made faces whenever Daisy brought out her favorite perfumes. "Noel, lay on your tummy. I'll rub your back for you."

"What good would that do?"

Daisy shrugged her shoulders and had her friend flip onto her stomach. "My mum does it to me whenever I'm sick. It feels nice."

"Your mother, huh." Noel let out a sigh as Daisy placed her palm in the mid section of her back. "I like your mother..."

A veil of silence fell over the both of them. Words were no longer needed. Daisy slipped her hand underneath Noel's butter-milk colored tanktop, her fingers stroking the curves of her shoulder blades.

That very area was where her burns lingered. Daisy caressed the red tinted skin; sliding the tips of her fingers along the burnt, crinkled flesh.

"Six years," Noel murmured, her voice caught in the softness of her pillow. "Since then."

"Six years," Daisy repeated, her gaze leaning towards the ceiling. "That makes seven years since we first met."

Daisy's grin was infectious and Noel's seemingly permanent glare burst into a smile.

"Noel. Snap out of it, Noel," Daisy's voice morphed into one of another, her image melting away as she spoke. "Noel. Noel!"

Noel shot up from her seat, the sudden reaction causing stares from her classmates.

"I understand that students need their rest, but please do not do so in my class." the teacher returned to the blackboard without paying the frantic girl another glance.

Noel slumped back in her chair, sweat slipping from her brow. She glanced out the window, her wandering gaze no longer paying attention to the lecturer.

It was spring and soon the daisies would be awakening from it's slumber.