Fallen Petals (Sanegiyuu)

A Bittersweet Start

"Yuu get up! It's time for school." A sweet voice woke up the little child that was sleepy so soundly. The boy groaned loudly and pulled the blanket over his head. "I don't wanna go to school today mama!" A giggle came from his mother before she pulled the blanket off. "Giyuu. If you don't get up then you won't be able to see Momoko and Sabito. They'll be very sad." She smiled. "Well, I was gonna play tag with them today at recess.. Okay, then I'll go!" He said and sat up in his bed.

"Can you get yourself dressed up?" She asked and grabbed some of his clothes before laying them on the bed. He nodded excitedly before grabbing his clothes. Giyuu ran around his room brushing his hair, putting on his shoes, and brushing his teeth before eventually coming out of his room.

"I'm ready mama!" He yelled excitedly and grabbed his backpack that was left on the couch. "Alright then, let's go!" She said and they both walked to the car where Giyuu's sister, Tsutako, was sitting waiting for them. "Giyuu you're always making me late!" She said crossing her arms and pouting. "Sorry sorry!" Giyuu apologized and buckled up.

"Whatever."

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"Now remember, No misbehaving. Alright?" She reminded him while bending down slightly to his level. "Yeah, I know mama." He said. "Have a good day then Yuu." She smiled and pulled him into a hug. She pulled away and ruffled his hair as Giyuu ran into the building. As soon as he came into his classroom he recognized two familiar faces. "Giyuu! Tell Sabito that 'Anime' isn't real!" A feminine voice yelled at Giyuu. It was Makomo.

She was much smaller than everyone in the class but she was still slightly stubborn she was a gentle girl at heart (except for Sabito). She had black hair that barely fell over her shoulders and bangs that were not cut well due to her cutting them herself. She had blue turquoise colored eyes that made her seem all the more beautiful. She had a floral dress that reached just above her knees accompanied by a dark-colored cardigan. In her hair was a floral pin that was a shade of baby blue. Though Makomo is usually a sweet girl to most people. Makomo was originally an orphan but was soon adopted by someone by the name of Urokodaki Sakonji. That's how she met Sabito. Since he was also adopted by Urokodaki they were adopted siblings and got along most of the time. Except for this instance...

"No! She's lying! Anime is real and you're just stupid!" Sabito yelled at her and stuck his tongue out. "Am not! It's not my fault you're too stupid to comprehend what's real and fake!" She argued back. They both took turns yelling at each other and insulting each other before they turned their focus to Giyuu. "Makomo is technically right.. Anime is just like cartoons but better quality," Giyuu said hoping that Sabito wouldn't murder him later on the playground. "Hmph! I still think you guys are dumb." He said crossed his arms and walked away. Makomo and Giyuu looked at each other with defeat knowing they couldn't change his mind.

Sabito was one of Giyuu's longest friends. They were friends since the first day of school. Though their personalities were far from alike. Giyuu mainly remained quiet and patient while Sabito was a chaotic child. Anything that Sabito did was already classified as a bad idea in Giyuu's eyes. Somehow, Sabito was a charmer even as a child. He had peachy pink hair that reached to his shoulders. A shade of purple in his eyes that made most people adore him. And a long scar that reached from the edge of the left side of his face to his lips. He got it from some stupid plot that he had planned (that didn't go well as seen). He was also wearing a white shirt with an anime girl printed on the front and a pair of blue shorts.

Sometimes Giyuu wondered how he got stuck with two idiots for friends.

Back onto the present, Sabito had now run back to the other two begging to play with them since nobody else did. He managed to convince them (somehow). They all went to their little corner of the building. It was somewhere secluded and quiet that no one knew about. They always hung out there when they wanted to get away from all the other noisy children.