月明かり; 달빛; 月光。

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Most Saturday's afternoons had thin fogs of clouds overcoming the sun. The climate was warm when he got to the park's field in his school uniform, he didn't wanted to change after all. A girl wearing a white blouse and a black midthight skirt was sitting in the middle of the field, plucking long straps of grass and created a oval shaped plate by knitting them together. Her longish blonde hair drafted away from her face as a small breeze pass by her face.

The whitish hair male laid in front of her and closer his eyes, enjoying the small moment of peace. The girl looked down at him and gave him a smile, showing her white teeth. He know that she could sense him thinking about the past; 250-years ago.

"But, Jaejoong," Junsu said, pulling him into a abbey of small markets lining against the road, he opened a door and pulled Jaejoong and his youngest servent with him. Junsu turned on the light by lighting a match and throw it into the fireplace. Flame immediately blazed, giving the small house brightness. Jaejoong crossed his arms against his chest and took long stocks across his chest. He stopped where three Hybrid Children were sitting; they were little girls at age 6, and had different colored eyes and hair; yet, were skin colored by whiteness. The first one in the row had solid greens eyes and Cinnamon hair; the second one had blackish hair and blacks eyes; the last one caught his attention, the shortest of them, she had blonde hair and soften sliver eyes, Jaejoong kneeled in front of her and cocked her head up. He could see the red and blue veins in her eyes, a thin noticeable wound was from her neck to her right cheek. The first one got up and followed Junsu around the room. The second followed him as well.

"What's your name, little girl?"

Junsu smiled as Jaejoong asked the blond Hybrid Child a question. He patted the Cinnamon hair Hybrid, Kim Woon-Kyo, head. He was surprised at how fast Jaejoong pick one of the Hybrid Children he offered to him.

The blonde girl stumbled with her words, Junsu gave her a thumbs up and left the room with the two girls. The little boy that came with Jaejoong and Junsu sat behind Jaejoong and started to dose off.

"Kwon Eun-Kyeong."

Jaejoong softly smiled and looked at the ground then back to Eun-Kyeong. "My name is Kim Jaejoong, Kwon Eun-Kyeong, and from now on you are going to be my friend."

Eun-Kyeong's eyes expression showed Jaejoong that she was extremely confused. Jaejoong stood up and also the boy scatter to his feet. Jaejoong slipped his big hand with Eun-Kyeong's and all three left the small building that was located behind the road.

The boy followed Jaejoong and Eun-Kyeong down the full road with merchant with a cheerful expression when Jaejoong said they were going to buy goodies from the large convenience store. He leaped to his feet when they reached the outer door and quickly took off his shoes. The boy sat impatiently on the step waiting for Jaejoong as he took Eun-Kyeong's and his shoes off and set them beside the eager boy's shoes. They enter the small store and went to the pastries mart and went through the food with awkward movement when Eun-Kyeong shook her head when the boy asked her if she like cakes or cookies.

"My name is Yi Fan, I don't know what is my last name, but you can call me Kris." The boy showed Eun-Kyeong his bag full of cookies. Eun-Kyeong follow his movements. Yi Fan giggled and helped Jaejoong pay for the pasties.

Three years past, it was Jaejoong's 20 birthday. A small festival was due to his honor by the maids, guards, Yoochun, and Junsu. Eun-Kyeong always waited for him outside his door everyone he had a birthday, but this time she was in his room. Jaejoong kneel in front from the little 8-year old, Eun-Kyeong, her sliver eyes stared back at him with joy as he talked to her.

"You know how old am I, Eun-Kyeong?" Jaejoong asked and slipped on his velvet, cotton, robe. He looked back at her and smiled.

Eun-Kyeong pulled out her fingers and started to count, she soon figure out that she didn't had 19 fingers. She'd gave a gloom frown and left her arms beside her.

Jaejoong took his hand and point out 9 fingers and Eun-Kyeong showed 10 more, a grin was on her face when she saw 19 fingers.

Jaejoong decided to take out Eun-Kyeong and Yi-Fan out to buy pasties. He declared a ride from the carriage and walked to the small market down the hill. Yi-Fan excitedly ran down the hill with Jae-Kyeong walked behind him. Yi-Fan had a thing for pasties and chicken. After he ate his plate of fried chicken, white rice, and steamed vegetables, Jaejoong told him that they were going to buy cake. Yi-Fan had a sweet teeth, as teenagers would said now days.

Yi-Fan impatiently waited at the bottom of the hill, he watched as some type of soldiers walked behind the buildings, they were wearing black clothing and had large swords hanging from their waist. Yi-Fan turned around and followed Jae-Kyeong down to the spot where they sold his favorite pasties.

After picking out delicious pastries and paid for them, Yi-Jae-Kyeong left off to home with small bags with cookies and cakes. Yi-Fan started to rambled off with his stories about his home planet, KT-528, the unusual name that NASA give that galaxy.

We of course live in the Milky Way. The Milky Way isn't the American candy bar, but is the galaxy that has a huge Sun surrounded by Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune, 8 planets that surrounds the Sun and one has life sources and it's called Mother Nature, or Earth.

KT-528 is located 836°W, 274°N, 283°N, 373°W from planet Earth which equals 363,238,383,383,374,689,000.000.000.000 Miles away from the Milky Way. KT-528 isn't in the 500 Billions of galaxies that scientists believe to be found, and isn't in the 50,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, or 50 Sextillion planets in the galaxy.

Scientists think that KT-528 is dead stars that died Trillions of years ago, but in real life has unexpected super-natural human resources that we could never had.

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