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[Pairing]: Hikaru/Susumu (HikaSusu)
[Notes]: All of our Sandbox kids have a special ability; Susumu is able to see the Love Threads of Shinigami: reiatsu manifestations of the Shinigami's feelings.
Susumu's papa is Tousen Kaname.
Yuu is is Kyouraku Shunsui's and Ukitake Jyuushiro's child and Ren's twin.
By my calculations the age difference between Hikaru and Susumu is 3,5 years and about a year between Susumu and the twins. In this story, they are more or less: Hikaru - 16 (about to turn 17 in a month); Susumu - 13 (turned some 2 months ago); Yuu - 14.
By the Temple wall, leaning against a tree, Susumu observed the Love Threads of the assembled crowd. A multitude of multicoloured threads wisped through the air following the Shinigami gathered to celebrate the New Year.
Susumu could see his parents close by, the mutual threads of love between them, strong and healthy; his own filial thread flowing back to them and theirs to him. Susumu felt happy and loved, his tail swishing contently.
Further to the back of the temple, a boisterous commotion rang and moments later Kuchiki Hikaru stepped out of the throng of people – red hair glossy with the warm lights of the lanterns – followed by a horde of friends and an even bigger amount of threads.
From the distance he spotted Susumu and waved, grinning blindingly. Susumu's ears perked up and he waved in return, certain his smiling lips could never reach his ears like Hikaru's did.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, one of Susumu's brown threads darted away from his heart, joining, overlapping and melding with an already existing thread – thickening and brightening it – and finally shooting straight into Hikaru's heart.
Susumu gasped, his ears flattening against his hair, his tail bushing enormously, his heart beating uncontrollably, his body trembling as he watched the thread follow Hikaru into the crowd.
Could it really be? He liked Hikaru; the older boy had always been a good friend, protecting and helping Susumu, teaching him new and interesting things, but that was friendship, right?
Was the swelling and quickening of his heart every time he saw Hikaru something else – more – than friendship?
Susumu was so confused; didn't his Papa kept saying he was too young for this matters? And the one person he usually went for clarification on matters such as this was the very core of the problem.
He was still trembling when Yuu found him.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh, yes. I'm fine," Susumu replied.
"It's just that your tail is really bushy and you're kinda trembling."
Not an often occurrence, Susumu cursed his fox tail and ears. "It's just the cold. A shiver," he added, lamely.
"If you say so," Yuu said, suspicious. "Anyway shall we go and buy some mochi."
By the entrance steps, Susumu caught sight of his treacherous thread, not relenting its pursuit of Hikaru's heart, as were a swarm of other equally strong threads.
Sighing, Susumu followed Yuu to the vendors' stands outside the Temple's entrance to buy some sweet flavoured treats to welcome the New Year.
His mind reeling with one thought: could the thread that flowed from Hikaru to Susumu mean the same thing?
 mochi (a Japanese rice cake made of glutinous rice pounded into paste and molded into shape) is a traditional food for the Japanese New Year and is commonly sold and eaten during that time. (from Wikipedia)