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It was a quiet full moon night. The gloomy pumpkin patch shone eerily under the moonlight. The night sky was clear, with thousands of stars sparkling up high. The mystic place far from any human’s prying eyes, occasionally would break its silence by a passing bat until a pair of voices broke in.
“Everybody loves Halloween.” The half-masked man stated.
“People celebrate Day of the Dead as well!” A little boy retorted back, annoyed.
This was just a regular discussion between Halloween and Day of the Dead. Usual stuff, really.
“Thousands of people commemorate their deceased and bring flowers to their graves!”
“Millions celebrate Halloween all around the world just for trick or treat.” Rin smirked, showing off his line of sharp teeth.
Nitori blushed annoyed staring up at the floating boy a few meters in front of him. Rin always got him easily riled up. He was such a tease, but he was also very true.
Ai just crossed his arms in defeat and stared at the creepy boy in front of him. He actually looked pretty cool to him, and he could totally understand why would others enjoy Halloween much more.
A white mask covered half his face; devil wings adorned his head, while his violet hair rested over one of his shoulders in a messy ponytail. Dark blood drips matched his pale face and uncanny appearance, making his striped suit seem more spooky than formal.
“Just because you are more popular doesn’t mean I’m not important.” Nitori finally replied.
Rin let out a creepy laugh in his Halloween fashion that made Nitori shiver. He was really fond of teasing the little boy, who was clad in a dark dress and a corset lined with red. Laced gloves covered most of his arms, a big red jewel wrapped around his neck and a crown of yellow flowers rested on his head along a dark veil.
It was amusing to believe that somehow Day of the Dead had ended up being a boy this time. How could he not tease him?
“Of course.” Rin replied, smirking wider. In the blink of an eye, he hovered in front of Ai and pecked him before he had time to react.
To watch at how Nitori’s face turned a thousand shades of red despite all his traditional face paint was what he lived for.
“D-don’t mock me!” Nitori snapped and turned around disappearing into a gate of shadows, making his swift escape.
Halloween was just left alone laughing to his amused self.