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Kyo laid stretched out along the grassy fields, loving the warm sun beams warming his back. His black wolf tail wagged lightly, leaves scattering to the sky from the tail swinging back and forth. The autumn colored leaves traveled through the wind, landing gracefully on Sora’s lap. The brunette’s powder-white angel wings twitched, sending a feather to the ground. Landing by the werewolf’s tail, Kyo’s black fuzzy ears flattened against his ebony hair. His one yellow eye stared intently at the angel then to the feather, then in a split second the werewolf pounced on the soft feather sending it soaring though sky. The Sora chuckled. His halo glowing wit warm light as he watched the black haired teen jump and claw at the feather, keeping it afloat.

That’s when Sora had a playful idea. The angel stood up, he flapped his wings rapidly scattering the soft dove like feathers all around. Kyo’s eyes lightened with mischief. He saw on feather land on Sora’s toga sash that wrapped over his chest. Deciding to ignore the feather scattered over the dew covered grass, he pounced on Sora, sending him to the ground with a THUD!

“Wha---?!” The angel spoke as he fell toward the crisp grass. The werewolf pinned down the angel with strong arms. A smirk placed on his lips. Sora squirmed, trying the break though, no luck. The angel’s halo glowed a gentle red, as did his cheeks. His crystal blue eyes tried focusing on something other than Kyo’s face, which were only inches apart.

“Okay okay.” The blue eyed angel started. “You got me, you can get off me.” The werewolf tilted his head, ebony locks a covering his vision. There was a long pause when finally the wolf answered.

“What if I don’t want to get off?” His smiled widen, exposing sharp canine teeth. Sora’s mouth fell open slightly, awestruck. Before the angel could respond, he felt warm lips press against his own. The angel shuddered with unknown emotions, his powder white wings stretched out at neck break speed, causing feathers to fly in all direction. Their lips stayed together for about a minute when they heard a voice.

“Hahaha! Told you! Told you!” A sing-song voice shouted.

“FFFFFFF! I knew this already!” Another girl said. The two girls emerged from a bush, one with dark brown hair, and wearing a hoodie with bat ears on the hood. The other was a lighter brown hair girl, with red ribbons in her hair. The one with the bat ear hoodie held a camera in her hand, while the other held the photograph. The two looked at the picture and ’awwwed’ at it. The two boy’s blushed madly.

“’What if I don‘t want to get off?~’ ” The ribbon haired girl giggled, mimicking Kyo’s voice. The bat hoodie girl laughed.

“Heh, Hakura, did you see Sora‘s reaction!” She coped his facial expression.

“I sure did Tiff!” their laughter echoed over the field. The two boys just shot death glares that the girls.

“…Let‘s go…” Kyo grumbled, helping the angel up.

“To where?” Sora inquired. The werewolf sighed.

“Some where…not here.” He grabbed his blue eyed friend and both headed out of the field; hand in hand, as soft white feathers swirled through the wind and around the two boys.

Description
Kyo laid stretched out along the grassy fields, loving the warm sun beams warming his back. His black wolf tail wagged lightly, leaves scattering to the sky from the tail swinging back and forth. The autumn colored leaves traveled through the wind, landing gracefully on Sora’s lap. The brunette’s powder-white angel wings twitched, sending a feather to the ground. Landing by the werewolf’s tail, Kyo’s black fuzzy ears flattened against his ebony hair. His one yellow eye stared intently at the angel then to the feather, then in a split second the werewolf pounced on the soft feather sending it soaring though sky. The Sora chuckled. His halo glowing wit warm light as he watched the black haired teen jump and claw at the feather, keeping it afloat.

That’s when Sora had a playful idea. The angel stood up, he flapped his wings rapidly scattering the soft dove like feathers all around. Kyo’s eyes lightened with mischief. He saw on feather land on Sora’s toga sash that wrapped over his chest. Deciding to ignore the feather scattered over the dew covered grass, he pounced on Sora, sending him to the ground with a THUD!

“Wha---?!” The angel spoke as he fell toward the crisp grass. The werewolf pinned down the angel with strong arms. A smirk placed on his lips. Sora squirmed, trying the break though, no luck. The angel’s halo glowed a gentle red, as did his cheeks. His crystal blue eyes tried focusing on something other than Kyo’s face, which were only inches apart.

“Okay okay.” The blue eyed angel started. “You got me, you can get off me.” The werewolf tilted his head, ebony locks a covering his vision. There was a long pause when finally the wolf answered.

“What if I don’t want to get off?” His smiled widen, exposing sharp canine teeth. Sora’s mouth fell open slightly, awestruck. Before the angel could respond, he felt warm lips press against his own. The angel shuddered with unknown emotions, his powder white wings stretched out at neck break speed, causing feathers to fly in all direction. Their lips stayed together for about a minute when they heard a voice.

“Hahaha! Told you! Told you!” A sing-song voice shouted.

“FFFFFFF! I knew this already!” Another girl said. The two girls emerged from a bush, one with dark brown hair, and wearing a hoodie with bat ears on the hood. The other was a lighter brown hair girl, with red ribbons in her hair. The one with the bat ear hoodie held a camera in her hand, while the other held the photograph. The two looked at the picture and ’awwwed’ at it. The two boy’s blushed madly.

“’What if I don‘t want to get off?~’ ” The ribbon haired girl giggled, mimicking Kyo’s voice. The bat hoodie girl laughed.

“Heh, Hakura, did you see Sora‘s reaction!” She coped his facial expression.

“I sure did Tiff!” their laughter echoed over the field. The two boys just shot death glares that the girls.

“…Let‘s go…” Kyo grumbled, helping the angel up.

“To where?” Sora inquired. The werewolf sighed.

“Some where…not here.” He grabbed his blue eyed friend and both headed out of the field; hand in hand, as soft white feathers swirled through the wind and around the two boys.