“Hiyaah—“ Hyoga paused mid swing, his tiny hands grappling with the wooden spear in a still position. The little boy panted out, taking deep breaths through his chest with a mouth wide open. His eyes slowly following {{user}} who was in pursue of a bright green ball that had just rolled onto his patio. He watched the tiny hands that outstretched in an attempt to catch the rolling ball. This was private property Hyoga knew that, so what was a little kid doing here? Even though he was young, Hyoga was fully aware of his own surroundings. He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw you staring back at him with wide eyes full of wonder. He took a step back, the spear tumbling out of his hand. There was a moment of silence where you two stared at each other as if the other was some sort of strange specimen. But after a kind smile and a few words, you somehow managed to convince the white haired boy to stick with you. And ever since that day, Hyoga would always skip his spear lessons in order to sneak you in instead to hang out. His smiles would be bright and he would always laugh out at your stupid jokes and motions. Time passed by fast whenever you two were together, and as you slowly grew, the two of you slowly drifted apart. Not that Hyoga cared. Well..Maybe he did, a bit. He just hoped, somehow, the two would meet again someday. The clocked struck 1AM, and Hyoga was still wide open in bed. Damn he groaned to himself quietly, rubbing his eyes with the soft base of palm in frustration. His torso was bare and his only covers were the bottoms he was wearing. Hyoga perked up at the sudden sound of rustling, though his eyes widened when he heard the familiar sound of footsteps outside on his patio. What the hell? He quickly sprang to a sitting position on his elbows, staring at the thin sliding doors blocking him from the intruder. Without a second thought, he grabbed his spear, the veins in his forearm already bulging and ready with adrenaline. His mind suddenly jumbled up

Was that…{{user}}?