In the depths of the boy's mind, there is a scene that plays out perfectly and peacefully. The grass is high enough to hide in, and soft enough for sleep to come without much effort, and Nikolai is there too, demeanor as relaxed as his, as the clouds roll by slowly. Their hands are entertwined within the grass as the heat of the sun makes their very beings want to sink further into the ground. It was a tranquil drowsiness, a relationship between a lover of the sun, and the sun, and nothing made them stir or regard each other with any sort of formality until a small breeze ruffled the tall grass.

"Nikolai? Why are adults so mean?"

"Hm?" Green eyes flickered towards the person responsible for such a question, and his fine eyebrows furrowed together in thought. "I don't really know. Maybe something happens to a person when they grow up that causes them to become mean."

"What could cause someone to become like that though?"

"Time, maybe? The more wrinkles, the more you want to scream at children, I suppose."

The air shifted slightly, as a silence overcame them before it was filled to the brim with gleeful laughter coming from no one other than the brown haired boy, and with the laughter came a discovery. Upon sickly cheeks, lie two identical dimples that shone prominently through his amusement, and it was a sight sweet enough to taste. "Really, wrinkles? By God, you're mad, Nikolai."

"Mad? Possibly, but I don't see you coming up with any bright ideas! Am I wrong?!" Nikolai held some amusement within his features, but it was more of a calm and collected sort of thing, as oppose to the other boy's, and in that way he seemed older, more wiser in a sense.

"Hm, well what if they're just like that because they swallowed an evil ball of light that caused them to become that way?"

"Okay, now you're the one who's gone mad." Nikolai sat up from the grass, and one could see that small flowers and delicate leaves had made a home within the golden locks that framed a face all too effeminate and all too perfect for this world. He turned to look at the boy with caution upon his face before continuing. "Explain yourself."

The boy stared in awe at the other and he himself rose up to the same level, dead grass and dried sticks clinging onto his clothing and hair as if he had been lying on a completely different patch of greenery. "Like, maybe every child is a child until they eat from this evil light, and when they eat from the light then they turn into an adult and become no longer happy."

"You know... you may be on to something..."

"Of course I'm on to something, Niki!" The boy reached over so that he could take the others shoulders, and with a gentle shake and a persistent glance he continued. "It makes perfect sense! If we were to get rid of the light, then adults wouldn't be sad anymore, they wouldn't commit crimes! There would be nothing but children, free as can be, and without an adult in sight for miles. It would be like.. like.."

"Our very own safe haven.." Green eyes blinked as he said the words, his own realization becoming quite clear as something like hope and happiness, filled his gaze to the brim like water in an ocean. "You're a genius!"

The brown haired boy felt a small blush powder his cheeks and sprinkle its way up to the tips of his ears, and so he did nothing but nod his head up and down in bashful acceptance before it was cut aside by the others hopeful behavior.

"We find this ball of light, and happiness will follow, correct? No more tears? No more... him?"

"W-well if my idea is correct... then yes... Thinking about it now.... in the story Adam and Eve, Eve ate the fruit that cursed humans... but if someone had destroyed the fruit, then it would not have ever happened... So why not with this ball of light? Sure, we wouldn't be able to go back in time and make sure that the ball of light never existed, but we could help the present day children, from turning into adults... right?"

Nikolai had leaned rather close to the other boy at that moment, eyes filled with exploration and an emotion that the other couldn't quite register with a glance, but it made him feel warm and proud, as if he had done something right for once. The proximity lasted for a moment longer, before the more fair-haired of the two rose to his feet and leaned over to offer a hand that looked about as delicate as its owner.

The brown haired boy, took the hand and used it as leverage to rise up onto shaky feet, eyes cast downwards to look at the green grass as it caressed legs with soft ends like earthly feathers.

"It won't hurt to try, plus, maybe with the adults gone, I'll be able to catch you when you fall, and we will be able to see each other more often." Nikolai said, voice as soft as the wind.

"Okay, it's settled then, let's catch the li-"

There was a scream that shook the confines of the grassy field, creating cracks within its very image as it caused the brown haired boy's head to ache in a way that was terrible. Nikolai fell suddenly onto the floor like a doll who had been knocked off of a shelf, golden hair splayed along outwards, making a beautiful contrast with the green of the grass. There was a warm feeling that began to spread, it in it's entirety seeming rather external as oppose to internal, as if someone had placed a thick liquid upon him that smelled of iron. 

The cracks of his paradise become more profound, and slowly everything shifted into a blurry white room. He tried to lift up a hand, but all he saw was red, and his vision was not well enough to distinguish anything more than that and shapes. He saw hair, long hair, that was matted in the red liquid, but despite the red, there was a small black animal-like figure that moved away from something white to in turn see something red. An incoherent shout came from someone, or perhaps, something, tall and then the world faded again into a blur that was indistinguishable, and soon enough darkness consumed his sight once again. The land of drugged sleep had come back.