Chapter Tree

POV: Saruhiko Fushimi

A/N: Okay, so I feel like I should've put an OVA for the first chapter, but I guess its too late now so… hello! My name is… um… let's say its CaramelaPurin, but you can call me Caramel. Yes. Okay, so this account was made as a partnership for my friend and I. I'll be writing all the odd numbered chapters (with Fushimi) and she'll be doing the even numbered chapters (with Yata). Okay, so… I hope you like this fic so far, and… bye.

-CaramelaPurin.

The automatic then slid open, allowing me to exit the air conditioned convenience store and set foot into the warm-aired night. 'Another night eating this garbage…' I thought, has I began to make my way down the sidewalk, lightly swinging the plastic bag containing my dinner.

Just as I began to step under the street light to begin my journey home, I felt a hand forcefully wrapping around my left shoulder and tugging me back. I whipped around to find my wide, ice blue eyes meeting just as surprised, hazel ones; it felt as if the Earth spun just a little slower than usual to allow me the honors of processing the moment. Those warm eyes whom belonged made me wonder why he would choose a username like Wild Crow? A crow's eyes would pierce into your soul- not like these eyes; these eyes were welcoming… warm… kind- not like my cold, piercing icy ones. If anything, I would be the crow here manipulative and cruel, but why? Why are his eyes staring at me so compassionately?

"S-Sorry…"

I watched as the smaller male broke our eye contact and stared off to his side. Perhaps it was my imagination, but I recall seeing a taint of pink brushing his cheeks, as if he had regretted making eye contact with me in the first place. And perhaps it was also my imagination, but I think I felt something warm. A hazel-colored glow was spreading inside of me. However, I kept a straight face as I stood there awkwardly.

It was then that an audible growl emitting from the younger male's stomach rebounded throughout the abandoned street- I had to force myself not to laugh. My eyes flickered towards the plastic bag in my hand.

"A-anyway… Sorry about that…" the crow murmured, as he began to step past me, walking in the same direction that I was originally traveling to. His steps were a bit robotic, showing that he was indeed embarrassed. I let out an inaudible sigh, turning around and thrusting the plastic bag towards him.

"Che… Here. Take it," I said in order to catch his attention. He stopped in his steps and hesitantly turned around. He reached out his hand and accepted the gift, his hand slightly shaking and awkward. He then pulled the plastic bag closer to him and peered inside to look at the contents.

"You can have it. I don't really eat sushi anyway…" I insisted. At this point, I wasn't sure whether I was trying to do a good deed or trying to get rid of the boy.

"Um…. Thanks, really, but I can't accept it…." he continued to refuse.

"Just take it… It's not like I need it anyway….. I just bought it just in case I got hungry sometime…." I continued to persist, and with that, I made my way in the opposite direction, turning my back to face him. 'Looks like I'm taking the long route home,' I thought to myself- walking in the same direction as the red boy would've made things more awkward than it needed to be.

"Just take it… It's not like I need it anyway….. I just bought it just in case I got hungry sometime…." I lied, waving my hand to emphasize my point. I continued to walk away, placing my hands into the pockets of my pants.

"Wait! What's your name?!"

I stopped in my tracks for the second time this night. 'What's with this guy?' With another sigh (damn, my soul was being eaten by sighs.), I turned around to look at him once more. It was only the third time that I looked into those warm eyes of his, but it felt as if I had known them my entire life. My face couldn't help but soften, then pull into a smirk.

"It's Saruhiko. Saruhiko Fushimi."

I rubbed a warm, dry towel upon my wet, messy, black hair, making my way towards the desk. I was happily welcomed by a stack of paper and textbooks. I sat myself in front of the wooden desk, and opened the built-in drawer to retrieve my blue pen. It was then, when I had peered into my drawer full of pens and mechanical pencils, did something catch my eye. Next to the blue pen within the pile of writing utensils was a red pen.

Misaki Yatagarasu: how come everything about you is blue? your tumblr is completely painted with blue its depressing.

Saruhiko Tetris: I don't know. Why are you so red?

The red writing tool was so simple compared to the blue. It was capable and a cheap brand- the type of pen you would find in packs at the 100 yen store. The blue pen, however, was a clickable, complex gel pen that was created by a fancy company. Despite that, I found myself attracted to the cheap pen. As I reached over to pick up my usual, blue pen I found my hand flinching over to the red pen, but I quickly extracted my hand.

Sighing, I decided to work on the essay later, and opened a textbook, carrying it towards my bed. Then, while lying down with a large book in hand, I reached over for my PDA in order to put on music. My thumb reached the button on the side of the device to turn it on; there, on my lock screen was a notification

Misaki Yatagarasu: where do you live?

I lay on my bed, dumbfounded, looking at the message that had been sent to me. When I had finally processed his words, my face expression quickly changed and a small chuckle escaped my my lips, which soon turned into a laughter.

'How straight-forward could this kid be?' I thought, covering my mouth a bit to suppress the sound of laughter.

Saruhiko Tetris: Woah, stalker much?

Misaki Yatagarasu: pffft as if

Saruhiko Tetris: Then why would you need to know?

Misaki Yatagarasu: just answer the question!

Saruhiko Tetris: No.

Misaki Yatagarasu: what?! why?

Saruhiko Tetris: For all I know, you could be some old pedophile.

Misaki Yatagarasu: you cant be serious

Saruhiko Tetris: Of course I sound serious. At least I use correct grammar unlike a certain someone.

Misaki Yatagarasu: again with the grammar!

I couldn't help but smile, while typing my replies- it was just so amusing how easily he reacted when I teased him. The conversations went on for a decent amount of time. Basically, it was just Misaki being persistent and asking me questions about my life behind the screen, and me teasing him in retort.

Eventually, however, it seemed that he had business to attend to, and with that, the online conversation ceased to an end. With nothing to do with my spare time, I began playing tetris, not noticing my eyes which began to droop until I had slipped into a slumber.

My body felt warm, as I opened my eyes, I felt myself being enveloped by a large blanket, however, I seemed to be laying on a floor. I looked down to see a square, wooden table standing before me with the blanket coming out of it- a kotatsu, an electric one it seemed.

"Saru."

That voice… it was similar to the one that belonged to the persistent crow I had spoken that night. My mouth moved on its own, as if it had a mind of its own; it also seemed as if I wasn't able to move a single limb however I continued watching from my point of view.

"What?"

"I just realized something," the chestnut-haired boy announced.

With a sigh, my body then boosted my torso up with my two arms in order to get a better view of Misaki whom was lying on the right side of the totsuka.

"And what is that?"

"Everything about you is blue, you know? You wear blue all of the time, and you always choose the color blue over all the other colors.

"Even your personality is blue," he murmured, as if I wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Your point?" I asked, indifferently, "I thought you knew blue was my color."

"Let me finish," he snapped before continuing his speech, "You know how I'm red right? I realized those colors are completely different."

"So you're just reminding me that I'm your polar opposite?"

"Again with the interrupting," the crow breathed, "Anyway, that's not what I realized, because I knew that a long time ago. I realized why we are friends."

"Hmm?"

"Even though red and blue are completely different, they're still on the same rainbow. Even if we're a bit far from each other on the color spectrum…

"we're still on the same rainbow"

I stared at the other high schooler for a bit, processing his words. Throughout his entire speech, Misaki had yet to make eye contact with me; he was staring at the ceiling as if it wasn't even there- as if we had been outside on a picnic starring at the clouds.

My body moved once again on its own, returning me to my original laying position, and began staring at the ceiling with him. "On the same rainbow huh…"

Gleams of sunshine had found their ways through the blinds- the way they always did. I woke up reluctantly, my PDA laying on my chest as always. I picked it up and pressed on the power button.

My lock screen welcomed me with two notifications; one told of a recent story that had taken place near the convenience store not long after I had left- a criminal had rammed its car into a family van. The criminal had escaped and majority of the family had survived with very little injury, however, a little girl named Natsume had her life taken away when she was walking by on the street the cars had crashed on. She had lived twelve years with her loving parents who were waiting for her at home to come back from kendo practice.

I couldn't help but feel pity for those who affected by her death. Sighing, I then took a look at the second notification.

Misaki Yatagarasu: STOP SENDING ME TETRIS REQUESTS!