Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel or any of its characters, though the story is my own.
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I won't give away any spoilers, but I don't want to disappoint anyone who isn't a big fan of yaoi. Enjoy! D
Song: I listened to mainly Mezzanine- Massive Attack, so excuse the first line!!!
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HurtI'm a little curious…
When did you change? I don't have any recollection…
It had been small things. You'd stopped cutting your hair. By the end of 10th grade, your red spikes were hanging rebelliously over your shoulders. And you'd resorted to tying back the longer tresses in a small neat red plait.
You were reading more. Which intrigued me. Had you lost your appetite for popularity? For the Harada twins?
You withdrew from your former seat in the centre of the class, and retreated to an empty seat at the back. Out of range from everyone else.
You'd crystallised. Lost the shrill sound in your voice. Grown taller, broader. Your height now matching mine. You're looks had accentuated somehow. Enhanced. And although you'd become sharper looking, more slender, smouldering…you'd stopped smiling.
Why? Were you so suddenly unhappy?
Your eyes are down cast at the pages of the book you hold. It has some depth to it. I study you from my seat. You're reading poetry…
"Niwa" I say, now standing at your desk. Your eyes are level with my stomach as you stare ahead. You meet my eye, surprised it would seem. "May I sit here?" I ask, indicating the seat besides yours.
"Sure"
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