Prologue;

In the morning of early April 1960 where the birds teemed its morning tune and the trees rattled its leaves that embellished the soft grass down below; there, perched on the sooty window was a teenage boy. A boy with sun kiss blonde hair that was tousled from sleep, pale skin that boys and girls alike adored and his eyes which was piercing into his camera as he took a picture of a bird spreading its wings and flying out into the open sky somehow filled with clouds even in the midst of April as if it was covering the bruises the dark brought the other night.

Patting his camera, the teenager gracefully settled it down, away from the open window yet near enough to let the camera soaked up the burst of sunlight that fleeted across the bedroom, scattering like balls of marble and covering the bedroom with its obscurities of light.

"Wufan." The strident voice of his mother rang into the boy's ear making the former sigh with disinclination and rancorously leaving the comforting room he was confined to; making his way downstairs, weary of the fragmented floor boards and raucous creeks that screamed its agony every step the boy took.

It needed new floor boards, new paint, new items to polish the floor through, all requiring money to recompense the cost of those items; the money they didn't have.

Sweeping his fringe neatly to the side, he took a deep breath letting serenity rest through his brain, free from any unpleasant, bothersome thoughts yet he knew there was always that one thought that entrenched in his brain every day, every minute, every second.

The thought of that stranger he met the other night.

Author's Note

I really wanted to write a Krislay one-shot so here it is!

Kris and Lay with snippets of other pairings.

Other One-Shots: One-Shots Found Here

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