Silver Millennium- 1014 Years Ago

A young boy with silver hair was playing with a football when it got away from him. He ran after it to see that it had ended up in front a blonde girl girl around his age.

"Is this your ball?" She kicked it away from him and giggled. He ran after it.

"That wasn't very nice, Odango!"

"My name isn't Odango, you baka!" The two kids started to bicker.

Eventually, a guard came for the girl. "You know you can't play with strange children."

"I am not strange," the boy argued.

The guard took the girl and left. She waved over the guard's shoulder, wondering if she'd ever see him again.

"I didn't even get her name," the boy thought as she was fading into the distance.