Ch 5 First Touch

DANIEL'S POV

It's been 2 years since I met my busty aunt and I can see she's having a hard time holding back. No cap I might have had some influence, I mean I'm so cute no one can rival me "MUAHAHA" *COUGH COUGH*, no villain laughs for me yet. She does have some fault in this as she seems to be more and more of a pedo not that I don't like it but she do needa to calm down for real, my johnson is not even reacting.

'SIGH' Anyway the next day after passing out, my aunt asked to have a check up done on me. Obviously agreeing to it, mom came with us to her hospital for an in depth exam and found out my nerves are a lot sensitive compared to an average person which was a bad thing because the body won't be able to react accordingly therefore deteriorating

(AN : think your eyes can see movements but your body can't react as fast, hope that makes sense)

However, to her surprise she found my body was also perfectly fine after checking the readings on it. But for safety reasons she advised mom to involve me in working out when I was ready for schooling. So here I am done with my workout for the day.

POV CHANGE

Daniel is seen walking out of his training room into his room to take a shower. Later walking out to the dining room. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY" "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANNY" "Happy birthday young master". Three different voices rang out surprising the unsuspecting Daniel who chuckled hearing the lackluster cheer from his maid.

Thanks mom, aunt Rylie and Alisa."

"Fufu, you're welcome honey, we baked a cake to celebrate"

SIGH "You know you didn't have to right? I'm happy enough being with you guys"

"That's it, come here" Before he could process and react to it, he was greeted by massive E cup breasts that went on to cut off his oxygen supply.

"OOMPH" "I think the master should be let go, we don't want him to die from bliss" His dear maid pulled him away, saving him from Death's grasp.. although he may have wanted to stay longer

"Aww, just a little more please."

"No, thanks I would rather us eat"

"That's right, you should blow out the candles and make a wish honey"

"I will" 'BLOW' 'I wish for this life to be without regrets'

"Daniel, can you say what you wished for?"

"Nope, that's a secret hehe"

The days passed in a similar mood and the years flashed by.

7 years later,

In an elementary school, two kids are seen walking down the hallways.The male figure, a handsome 9 year old, sported a bored indifferent look on his fallen immortal face with his hands in his pockets. Beside him was a cute, blossoming girl that looked very bubbly and energetic.

Image:

*SQUEAK*

*BAM*

"MINE!"

"NICE KILL!"

"Woah, what are they doing? Do you want to go see Daniel?"

"Not really, But I'd rather not go to practice, so let's go". A look of interest could be seen on his face but quickly went back to his calm face but the hint of curiosity in his eyes could not be hidden. This boy was an older Daniel.

"What? Daniel but I thought you liked basketball and you play well on the team too. We even have our own unique names." The excited girl was his childhood friend, Elena. He had encountered both her and her father at an official basketball game accompanied by Alisa and they had been close ever since.

"Drumroll"

"The generation of miracles." She hopped and squealed. "Why do you look like that?" All that energy died down when she saw the look on his face.

"Meh, don't worry about it. It's not worth mentioning." He waved it off, walking away but she knew there was something more. She lamented as she watched his figure with a worry filled gaze.

Changing his destination to the perpetrator of the sounds. His eyes widened slightly at the sight in front of him. An image of a court filled with school mates his age group, presented itself to him. Forming drills lines for down ball hit & player toss drills, passing drills, spiking form drills, a group stretching in preparation of the start of their practice , etc.

It was, well, beautiful to say the least. The coordinated, organized group voicing out volleyball terms, brought him satisfaction and peace of mind. "MINE" a young libero voiced out before landing a dig. " Nice receive".

The setter moves his feet, arms spread apart, fingers ready to touch the ball and he does. 'WHOOSH'

Their outside hitter rushed in and jumped. There it was, perfection. Turning to leave, a stray ball moving with speed, after one of the team's hitters had aimed incorrectly, right at him.

With no time to use for further thinking, he made the best decision available to him after watching the teams of young volleyball players.