hikarunara || muichiro toxito x oc

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HIKARI AND MUICHIRO WERE LIKE TWO PEAS IN A POD.

every evening, she would visit the boy. and they would just spend quiet, calm time with one another. hikari would listen to him talk about his life, and his family. he would play games with he0r all the time.

one day, he brought her up to his family during dinner.

"can hikari come for dinner one day?" muichiro pipes up.

everybody stares at him in confusion, watching as the young boy takes a small bite of a carrot.

"hikari?" his father says with a full mouth. he stares at his child in utter confusion.

"who is hikari?" his mother asks, a slight tone of worry in her voice.

"my friend." muichiro says. "she seems lonely." he adds softly, remembering how distant her eyes had seemed.

"what does she look like?" muichiro's mother softly asks.

"she wears a big, blue bow, y'know, to tie up her hair." muichiro says. everyone just blinks.

"she wears a really pretty kimono. it has flowers. and her pants flow a lot when she runs." he adds. "she has green eyes. they kind of look bright and twinkly, like an emerald."

"how long have you been seeing this... hikari?" muichiro's father asks, a but uncertain of her name.

"a month. she's super nice." muichiro softly smiles. "she's a bit shy."

"well, of course she can come over!" his mother exclaims. "tell her that she is invited to dinner tomorrow night."

muichiro nods excitedly.

however, when he went to invite hikari, she refused.

"m-my mom wants me to be home for dinner." she stutters out. muichiro falters a bit. "i'm not supposed to be out during the daytime. she works, so she would have no way of getting to me, like she can at nighttime."

"oh... okay." muichiro pouts, his heart slightly cracked.

he hated telling his family she said no. however, nobody else was sad like him.

everybody believed he had an imaginary friend, a common instance for children.

he left out a warm plate of food for hikari, however. he still felt she should eat. it sat on the doorstep of his home, covered with a cloth to prevent bugs from getting it first.

she took the plate, and returned it the next night, on the very same doorstep, and with the very same cloth.

muichiro thought she was wonderful. she was always nice to him, always laughed at his jokes. he liked it most when she would braid his hair, and put little flowers in it. yuichiro would tease him for doing that to himself.

muichiro's response was always the same;

"hikari did it for me because she loves me!"