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By: Dragon-sama
Inspired by/with: Tsugumi Winters, White Mage Koorii, Mikazuki Hime, Kairi922, International DCFanficNut 1207, setojoufan, and mangaluva.
Things to note: Almost all KaiShin, all short, and may or may not be "complete".
Tsu-chan: xDDD
Jou-chan: Yay fics!
Koorii-chan: I'M ALWAYS HAPPY WHEN THERE ARE SAMA FICS
***
Haunted purple eyes stared, blank and dull despite the bright summer sun. Kaito sat slumped on a park bench in his rumpled clothes and messy hair, feeling the enchanting chill ripple over his flesh possessively. There were no shadows here, not here, but there were always shadows behind his eyes...
His eyes focused as a ball rolled to a stop right in front of him. A soccer ball. That feeling of movement froze, and Kaito reached out a hand to grasp the toy. That taste of blood and tang of chilled air that was so familiar was melting away, and he didn't know what to think, to feel about that.
The sound of footsteps made him look up into big brown eyes set in a small face. A girl (his age but not his age) stood there, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot.
"Um...can I have my ball back?" she asked, jutting her chin out bravely. Kaito stared hollow eyed at her, mind blank as he tried to recapture that feeling of him again. He watched in disinterest as his own arm rose up to catch a lock of the girl's hair. Ignoring her wide, scared eyes, unaware that his own had gone an incandescent blue, his mouth murmured quietly.
"Pretty, popular Ayumi. Did you cry?"
"Get away from her!" two voices yelled out, and Kaito's hand was slapped away as a burly boy came barreling up with another, leaner boy. Behind them, walking a measured, patient pace, came a light haired girl with serious eyes.
Abruptly the chill returned to the air, causing the children to shriek and flee screaming and sobbing for safety. Except the not-child, who stared into his too blue eyes without flinching.
It was Kaito who staggered to his feet, stumbling in terror, trying to get away from that too-knowing gaze. He didn't stop running, not even as the chill lashed at him, ripping into his flesh in agitation. When he made it to his house, bloody, trembling, and exhausted, he somehow made it to his room without his mother being any the wiser.
That night, as Kaito whimpered in his dreams, a little boy in glasses sobbed in the corner.
***
Koorii-chan: And that was lovely :D
Dragon-sama: *hearts*
Koorii-chan: *hugs her lullaby duo*
Koorii-chan: What inspired Lullaby-fic from you?
Koorii-chan: XDD
Dragon-sama: Uh...no idea
Dragon-sama: XD
Dragon-sama: Ayumi, really
Koorii-chan: XDDD
Dragon-sama: She wanted to be freaked out by Shinichi
Dragon-sama: *nods*
Dragon-sama: XD
Koorii-chan: roflmao
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By: Dragon-sama
Inspired by/with: Tsugumi Winters, White Mage Koorii, Mikazuki Hime, Kairi922, International DCFanficNut 1207, setojoufan, and mangaluva.
Things to note: Almost all KaiShin, all short, and may or may not be "complete".
Tsu-chan: xDDD
Jou-chan: Yay fics!
Koorii-chan: I'M ALWAYS HAPPY WHEN THERE ARE SAMA FICS
Haunted purple eyes stared, blank and dull despite the bright summer sun. Kaito sat slumped on a park bench in his rumpled clothes and messy hair, feeling the enchanting chill ripple over his flesh possessively. There were no shadows here, not here, but there were always shadows behind his eyes...
His eyes focused as a ball rolled to a stop right in front of him. A soccer ball. That feeling of movement froze, and Kaito reached out a hand to grasp the toy. That taste of blood and tang of chilled air that was so familiar was melting away, and he didn't know what to think, to feel about that.
The sound of footsteps made him look up into big brown eyes set in a small face. A girl (his age but not his age) stood there, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot.
"Um...can I have my ball back?" she asked, jutting her chin out bravely. Kaito stared hollow eyed at her, mind blank as he tried to recapture that feeling of him again. He watched in disinterest as his own arm rose up to catch a lock of the girl's hair. Ignoring her wide, scared eyes, unaware that his own had gone an incandescent blue, his mouth murmured quietly.
"Pretty, popular Ayumi. Did you cry?"
"Get away from her!" two voices yelled out, and Kaito's hand was slapped away as a burly boy came barreling up with another, leaner boy. Behind them, walking a measured, patient pace, came a light haired girl with serious eyes.
Abruptly the chill returned to the air, causing the children to shriek and flee screaming and sobbing for safety. Except the not-child, who stared into his too blue eyes without flinching.
It was Kaito who staggered to his feet, stumbling in terror, trying to get away from that too-knowing gaze. He didn't stop running, not even as the chill lashed at him, ripping into his flesh in agitation. When he made it to his house, bloody, trembling, and exhausted, he somehow made it to his room without his mother being any the wiser.
That night, as Kaito whimpered in his dreams, a little boy in glasses sobbed in the corner.
Koorii-chan: And that was lovely :D
Dragon-sama: *hearts*
Koorii-chan: *hugs her lullaby duo*
Koorii-chan: What inspired Lullaby-fic from you?
Koorii-chan: XDD
Dragon-sama: Uh...no idea
Dragon-sama: XD
Dragon-sama: Ayumi, really
Koorii-chan: XDDD
Dragon-sama: She wanted to be freaked out by Shinichi
Dragon-sama: *nods*
Dragon-sama: XD
Koorii-chan: roflmao