Where Angels Fear to Tread

All The Small Things

Draco

    "What the hell do you mean you got into a fight!" Moon screamed, almost bursting my eardrum through the phone.

"Well what had happened was" I began sheepishly, before being cut off.

"Bring your ass here, now!" she screamed again, ending the call. If she's this loud through the phone, I can only imagine what she'll be like in person. I'll be hearing about this one for days, maybe months.

I sighed while analyzing the condition my clothes were in. My originally clean white tee was soiled with blood, dirt and the occasional tear. My shoes weren't faring any better, almost coming apart at the soles. Two months of saving, wasted! The clothes were just the beginning, as my body was in even worse shape. My chest was profusely bruised from the power of Tachi's wind punch. My jaw was aching as well, along with multiple bruised areas on my back from colliding with the truck.

It didn't take me long to get to Moon's place. I rang the doorbell and stood there, preparing myself for the hour long lecture I'm bound to be getting for the next hour and a half.

The front door of the Hamamoto residence practically swung open, a fuming Moon standing in the doorway. Apparently, in her rush to come scold herself me she forgot to actually get dressed. Her hair was in a messy bun, with some hairs still spilling out on her bare shoulders. She wore just a black bralette on her upper body, and only a loose pair of black and red plaid pajamas on her lower body.

"Why is it that I can't take my eyes off of you for a moment without you getting into trouble?" she said, glaring at me.

"It wasn't my fault, Moon. Can I come in?" I asked.

She nodded and stepped aside. "My parents are sleep, try not to make too much noise."

I know the Hamamoto house like the back of my hand. It was a spacious, three bedroom residence with plenty of decorations that gave the place a very homey feel. Candles burned in multiple places around the home, causing the air to be heavy with the scent of cocoa and honey, which happened to be Moon's favorite scents.

I crept my way upstairs to Moon's room while she made a quick detour to the kitchen. Walking into Moon's room, I couldn't help but notice all of the changes she'd made since I'd last been in here. Although I'd been over for dinner plenty of times recently, I hadn't actually been in Moon's room in almost a year. Anytime we usually hung out, it was at my place.

Her walls had been repainted from white to navy blue, and most of her childhood posters and pictures had been removed, except for a large "Fullmetal Alchemist" canvas poster she'd had for years. Her bed set had been changed from pink and white to navy blue and black. Besides the poster, the only thing that had not been moved was her trophy case, which didn't hold even half of her academic achievements; only her most notable.

"I know you did not sit on my bed with your dirty ass clothes on!" Moon said, interrupting my analyzing of her new room. She walked in holding two plates, each containing two slices of leftover pizza. "Figured you were hungry."

"Thanks" I said accepting the plate. "So do you want to know the full story or no?"

Moon POV

"Wait so that Captain just let you go, no questions asked?" I asked in confusion. I have no idea what he was thinking, but those two must've been important for the GIA to send a Captain to deal with it in the first place.

"Yeah." Draco replied with a shrug. "He said he had a feeling we'd meet again, whatever that means."

I can't believe he's so laidback about this. What could they have wanted? And how did they know his name? Had he even considered any of this? It's unlikely for them to want to fight just because they saw his gift, the threat of the GIA is too great in this city to move against someone with zero reasoning.