The neighborhood street was empty of passers-by and vehicles, as the time was already past midnight. The street lights lightened up the neighborhood, making the residents feel safe as they sleep.
A figure was seen walking on the bridge with both of his hand in his pocket. He was humming to an unfamiliar melody while looking at the river and the neighborhood.
He enjoyed the view of the river with the reflection of the moon. He then stop, looking towards a yellow house from the bridge.
"Hm~ so this is Mr. Amato's house~" He said.
A smile appeared on his face, as the moonlight reflects in his eyes. It was calm night with a cool breeze brushing through the trees, making them sway peacefully. Or perhaps the calm before the storm?
Only he knew what was in his head, his smile grew wider, eyes sharpened as he continued his walk again.
"I wonder ~"
He starts to humming the melody again.
***
Boboiboy blinks his eyes as he couldn't sleep. He stared at the ceiling above, unable to see much as the room was only lit by the dim light illuminates through the window.
He then sat down and sighed, it's no use, he can't sleep. He felt like a waste of time just lying there.
He turned his gaze towards the bed and stared at the sleeping figure. There, was Amato who's still in a deep sleep, perhaps he was tired from the event that happened today.
Boboiboy continued to stare at Amato with longing and melancholy gaze. While remembering the question Amato said earlier.
"When will you go home?"
He was confused by the sudden question from Amato.
"Why..." he whispered.
He wouldn't have questioned Amato if he hadn't given him that look.
That look...
He can see it in Amato's eyes, something is disturbing him.
"Did I do something wrong...?" He whispered again to himself as he pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He buried his face in it.
"When will you go home, Boboiboy?" Amato asked as he look into Boboiboy's eyes. His eyes look sharp, warm gaze that usually emanates in his eyes are now lifeless and filled with void and emptiness.
It feels so wrong. It shows that he regrets about something but he can't grasp what's the reason. It's out of his reach, leaving him with no choice but to ask.
"W–why do you a–ask..?" Boboiboy delivered a question with a shuttered voice as he couldn't help but be surprised by Amato's sudden question.
"I just wondering..." he replied. While looking away from Boboiboy. "You know... it been a week since you're here..." Amato added.
"R–right..." Boboiboy doesn't know what to say. He looked down to the floor and felt the pang in his heart. He's in dilemma. It's been a week, he thought.
He didn't think it'll cross Amato's mind and would ask that question.
He felt uninvited to be here. Go home? This was his home too, just in a different period.
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Unexpected Meeting
FanficBoboiboy and his friends are attacked on their way back to earth. With reasons and motives unknown, they target Ochobot. "Ochobot! Hold on!" "B-Boboiboy..." Boboiboy jumped down and held out his hand to grab Ochobot, when Ochobot's teleportation pow...
