When the Sun Rises ~[Shinkami/Kamishin]~

Uranus

I regret naming this chapter this but it's a planet :(

If you didn't catch on yes. This is going in planet order and will end on the sun. Sorry if the story sucks I'm kinda of a insomniac doing something because I'm bored. Depression mentioned in this chapter, but as a mock report for Kami's major.

Kaminari's POV

The blackness retreated to the depths of my vision when my eye lids fluttered open. I felt terrible.

What the fuck did I drink?

I stumbled to the bathroom and hacked my guts up, washing my face. I looked in the mirror. I looked like absolute train wreck. My cheeks were dusted with red, and before I washed my face they seemed to be streaked with tears.

But I never cry when I get drunk.

It must've been the drink. I never start with something with that much alcohol when I go, and it must've thrown me completely off. What even happened last night? My memory fades off to when I was stealing all of Mina's shots. She got mad, but we were enjoying ourselves so it was short lived.

I walked into the small living space of my dorm. I don't live in the most updated wing, but because of this I get a room and bathroom all to myself. I snatched my phone, unplugging it with more force than intended.

10:23 am
Saturday, December 14

I yawned. Everyone else is probably recovering from their hangover. If they had one. I shot a text to the group chat.

Pika-Pika:
I got wasted last night,
what about you guys?

Satisfied with what I wrote, I grabbed a poptart bag and opened it, the smell of food making my stomach churn in a bad way. I reluctantly put the precious food on my desk for later, like maybe when I decide to do my fake report for psychology. Which by the way the patient has depression, which relates a bit to much to me for it being fake.

I change into a sweatshirt and some jeans, walking out of my dorm. I let my body take control and I didn't think much of it, my legs walking around campus, which is honestly a very beautiful and peaceful place. I went to the cherry blossom hill that over looks the pond, wanting to chill there and just intake the serenity of the cherry blossoms and the water.

Climbing up the hill, my body went numb, I felt I was walking up into water, and I welcomed it. It wasn't a pit of swirling black, but a welcoming blue. I reached the top, but stopped short.

A dude had his back faced towards me, and he was painting the pond. I felt infatuated by him. The sun was rising and it sent streaks of gold in his lavender - wait no it's iris, or indigo? - colored hair. His hand was flicking up and down in smooth movements, adding color to his canvas. I had no idea what to do. The infatuation wasn't wearing off like it did after I got used to someone's presence, i actually was growing more drawn to him.

Streaks of gold slashed the surface of blue on his canvas, perfectly showing where the sun was shining. This mystery boy with iris colored hair was the sun, and his light was shedding over me, who would be the dull lake. This dude had to be a art major.

When he was rinsing his brush, I decided to say something. "Um.... hi there?"

Iris hair stiffened as my voice reached him, head turning, looking at me in surprise. His eyes were a slightly lighter color, maybe more of a lavender than his hair.