"Hey, I'm home!" Daisuke calls out, closing the door behind him.
When he didn't get a reply, he mentally groaned. Either no one was home, or his mom set up another of those traps.
But when he placed his shoes next to a pair of black and white VANs sneakers, his beautiful kind, warm crimson eyes widen and his heart races.
"Is... is she really... back home?" He thought, standing up before grinning before without thinking going through all the traps quickly--something kids his age wouldn't be able to do, heck most adults probably couldn't do!
Sighing, he walks up to the living room door before stopping and eyes the door carefully.
As he was thinking he backed up from the door, but one of his feet sunk into the floor, startling the poor boy and making him jump away before a yellow object was flung at him from behind and hitting the door the boy was observing.
Daisuke twitched when he saw the object as it slid down to the floor. It was a Banana peel. "... does mom have a obsession with banana peels or something?" He questioned, sighing and walked towards the door and opening it.
Only to be squished into a hug by two people.
"Daisuuuuke~!" Daisuke loses his breath as both his mother and sister hug him to death. "Good job, you're getting better each day!! I'm so proud of you!"
Watching the scene with a sweat-drop and blank stare is the husband of Emiko Niwa and her father.
|]x[| Crystal Niwa PoV |]x[|
After hugging my brother, I let him go. "Happy birthday, Daisuke! Do you have any idea how special this day is?" I questioned him, but I never gave him a chance to answer my question, because I was already up the stairs and in my room.
I was exhausted.
As soon as I was close to my bed, I fall top of it, panting heavily and I was beginning to sweat. All that traveling I did to get back home sucked up all my energy. For more reason than one.
Drained crimson eyes stare at the ceiling before slowly closing, I was asleep in a just a few seconds.
|...dream...|
"Where... where am I...?" I thought, but I didn't have the energy to open my eyes.. What's this nagging feeling...?
I felt like I was floating in water, but I don't feel the urge to breath... wait... my mouth isn't even closed. I felt my eyebrows not together at the thought.
I felt so tired... I feel like I could just stay here forever... without a care in the world.
But...
"...!" Slowly opening my eyes, I turn my head backwards, just stare at the crying little boy leaning over something and reached his little hand out for someone. "...!"
"Dai... suke...?" I mouthed, my half-closed lids continue to stare at the crying little red-haired boy and trying to reach out for someone.
"...sister! Sister! Sister!" I stare with confusion, before I felt like I was smacked with realisation of what's happening.
But, before I could try to swim myself back to the surface, I began feeling light-headed and I saw something purple swimming towards me... and everything went black.
|...end of dream...|
Groaning, I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling emotionlessly.
"... why did I dream of that...?" I thought, before glancing at my bedroom door. "Is there something you want, mom?"
Busting through the door, is my mother grinning and holding up a outfit. "You're going to watch Daisuke to make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble!"
Scoffing, I glance at the door to see a purple-haired male around my age standing there with a flustered expression. "This is the all mighty Dark Mousy?" I questioned, placing a hand on my chin and scanned him over.
Giggling, mother hands me the outfit to me and begins pushing Daisuke out and closing the door. "Hurry up now! The two of you need to get to the Museum in ten minutes!"
Twitching, I look at the outfit and I smirk. "You know me to well, mom."
Putting on the outfit in a few seconds, I grab the temporary hair dye and place it where it's red.
After that was all done, I walk into the living room where everyone was.
"Alright, let's go." I said, walking up Daisuke. "If were going to get to the Museum on time, we need to leave right now."