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A loud knock sounded throughout the Sakuma household, the sound causing the little black haired boy inside to jolt awake. He was home alone today, and as far as he knew, neither his mother nor his older brother were supposed to be home this early. He didn’t think too much of it as he went to the door to open it though.
He got on his tippy toes and attempted to look through the small peep hole, but to no surprise, he wasn’t tall enough to see through.
Another knock came, this time followed by a familiar, high pitched voice “Ritchan! It’s me! Mao!!” This immediately canceled out any suspicions he had before of who might be knocking at his door. He turned the lock on the door, unlocking it with a ‘click’, his gaze met with the smiling face of his friend.
Mao held up a semi big box of colorful sidewalk chalk “Ritchan! My momma said that you were home alone, so I came to play with you!” To both of their surprise, about a week back they had found out that they not only lived in the same neighborhood, but a few doors down from each other, so it wasn’t uncommon to see them running around together. “And and look! I have chalk, so we can draw together.”
Without giving a response first, Ritsu moved forward and hugged Mao tightly “hii Maakun” after a few seconds passed, he let go and slipped on some shoes before following Mao out to teh sidewal in front of his house.
Luckily for them, there wasn’t much sun today, so they could stay out there for hours if they please.
They settled down on the sidewalk, taking out all the chalk. The burgundy haired boy turned to the slightly older boy “what will you draw?” He asked, already grabbing a red and black chalk stick.
Ritsu pondered for a minute or two, he wasn’t exactly sure how long he sat in silence thinking “Dunno.. umm maybe a kitty, I like kitties” he began to draw out a big orange cat with blue eyes. Meanwhile, Mao was drawing what seemed to be two people holding hands, one with black hair, and the other with bright red hair.
After finishing his cat, Ritsu looked over at the other’s drawing “what is that?”
Mao seemed a little surprised when he asked, like he thought Ritsu would know. “Me and you!” Look look, that’s me” he pointed to a tall red haired figure “aaand that one is you!” he then pointed to a black haired one.
Honestly, Ritsu thought the height difference was way too large, but he didn’t dwell on the problem for too long. “You and me are holding hands.. does that mean we are married?” Mao seemed startled by this question as he shook his head “no no, we cannot marry, Ritchan. My momma says when I grow up i can get married and and have a nice pretty wife!”
The older of the two gave him a slightly annoyed look “fine, then I can be Maakun’s wife” he responded as he folded his arms, the chalk still in his hand now rubbing against his clothes and staining then bright colors.
“But why?”
The black haired boy’s expression dropped to something softer, maybe even shy “cause umm..” he fiddled with his hands “onii-chan says I should only marry who I love when I grow up, and.. and I only love Maakun” his gaze moved from the ground covered in chalk up to Mao’s flushed face “so, that means I can only marry you”
Ritsu felt soft arms wrap around him, pulling him closing to its source “okay! Let’s get married!”
Before either of them really had a chance to think, Mao leaned forward and smacked their lips together, their foreheads colliding a little. “Owww.. Maakun what was that” he brought his hands up to his forehead where they bumped against each other.
“Oh, uh! Well, I see my momma and daddy do that, and they says it’s cause they are in love so… and you and me are in love too so I just thought..” he started to feel embarrassed “it is kinda weird though…” he began to giggle, to which Ritsu followed “yeah.. but its okay, even if Maakun is weird, I still always love you”
The two clasped their hands together, smiling as they continued to draw on the sidewalk in front of Ritsu’s home.