Just a Word (Destiel w/ some Sabriel)

6 Years

Dean was six years old. He had just moved back to Kansas with his father and younger brother. Dean was lonely. But that was about to change.

Dean heard a noise coming from across the street so he walked over to see what was going on.

He saw a boy, about his age, with black hair and blue eyes. He was throwing rocks at the wall.

"Hi! I'm Dean," Dean said, smiling.

The boy looked at him and sighed, "Castiel," he replied grumpily.

Dean frowned. "What's wrong?" he asked. Castiel sighed again and said, "My parents are having another kid," he said scowling. Dean was confused. "So?" "Soooo, there's gonna be a baby. ANOTHER kid," he said with a frown.

"Why how many are there?" Asked Dean, slightly confused. "Well there's Michael, Lucifer, Anna, Gabe, and me. And that other kid," he said scrunching his eyebrows. "Oh, it's just me, Sammy and my dad. Oh wait and Adam, I always forget Adam," Dean said. Castiel giggled. "Do you wanna be my friend? I don't have any friends," said Dean sheepishly. "Sure," said Castiel grinning.

"Ok Cas, wanna come over to my house? I have pie,"

"Cas?"

"Yes, I will call you Cas, and you will be my Cas,"

"Did you just quote Finding Nemo?"

"Yes."

"Ok you're officially my best friend."

"Heh, you know, you're different," said Dean.

"Different?"

"Yeah, different. But like, the good kind."

And that is how Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak met.

What do you think? I have literally no inspiration. So the next few chapters might be crap.