Chapter Summary:
"Thank you for offering to be my friend."
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"no problem
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Kazuha."
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i'm impatient. i couldn't wait for saturday.
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"Kazuha?" The purple haired boy stared at the other. Concern showing clear on his face. What had caused the other boy to suddenly change in mood? He wondered.
Kazuha looked up, his eyes watery. He brought an arm to his face and started to rub his tears away. Kunikuzushi felt the slightest tinge of regret. He did promise the other male his name after all. He could not fathom why the other would cry simply because he had neglected to tell the white haired boy his name.
"..scaramouche" he mumbled. It was not his actual name, no. However, it should suffice to make the other boy stop crying right?
Kazuha could tell that the purple haired boy was not being completely honest with his name. He would take it though. If felt nice that the other would try to stop his tears. At least he had something to address the boy by now. His face lit up with a smile.
'Talk about mood swings.." Kunikuzushi mused seeing how the platinum blonde haired boy's face brightened up. The purple haired boy then tightened his grasp and tugged at the other's wrist again before turning to run to class yet again.
When they reached, the bell had just rung. They were not late though, thank the lucky stars. Conveniently, it was only after they had settled down that the teacher had came into the class. Class resumed from there.
After excruciating hours of sitting through class, the final bell for the day rung. Within seconds of that bell, the classroom was almost deserted.
It was evening, around 5 o'clock, so the light filtering through the classroom was a warm orange hue. Kunikuzushi looked around at the deserted classroom. He saw the untucked in chairs of the classroom and the out of alignment tables and sighed. He then felt a tug at his sleeve before hearing "Scaramouche".
He turned. The purple haired male then met with the red eyes of the other. The other's head was tilted in an angle as if saying 'let's go'. To say Kunikuzushi was confused was an understatement.
"I offered you to show you your classes, not to walk you home." were his words before he tugged his sleeve out of the other's grasp. Slinging one strap of his harvest sack over his shoulder, he walked out of the classroom.
The purple haired male sighed in resignation as he just followed the lead of the other. The platinum blonde haired boy, feeling no resistance from the other, smiled. In silent contentment, he brought the purple haired male back to the spot at the park they had met a night prior.
Kunikuzushi tilted his head a little to the left, still staring into the other boy's red crimson eyes confused. In this state of confusion, he asked. "What did you bring me here for?"
Kazuha's response? A simple smile. An ethereal smile that just lit his face up brighter.
Kunikuzushi on the other hand? He blinked. Was that it? Was that the reason for dragging him here? No reason? Apparently so. His thoughts were a mess as he tried to decipher what the other's intentions were. Had he been paying even less attention than he already had, he would have missed the words the platinum blonde haired boy would say next. Those words that would begin a long journey into adulthood.
"Thank you for offering to be my friend."
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"no problem
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Kazuha."
A/N🕊
i promised someone on wattpad late august or early september. i missed the previous saturday and couldn't wait for the next so here we are!
also, the closure of the early childhood arc!! now moving on full speed ahead to the real story!
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Fanfictionkazuscara brain rot lol (this is actually a prequel for another fic I'm planning) One night, a blue-haired kid found a small white-haired child sitting by a streetlight in a park and was encapsulated by the white-haired individual. He swore that he...
