/HELLOOO THERE~~ I'm taking a little break from writing The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet . So I'm going to write a new fanfic; which is DEFINITELY KANLENA./

/Love; save the empty: CHAPTER ONE/

I shivered and dropped the towel near my makeshift bed; it was a cold December night, and of course, everyone was asleep. I felt goose bumps arise from my left shoulder, where the wind was touched my pale skin.

I listened to the sound of my brother's soft slumber in the next room; whispering incoherent sounds that was muffled by an overstuffed pillow.

I chuckled.

"Goodnight, Komui nee-san."

I wore the musky shawl over my shoulders and plunged into the cold.

I gasped loudly, covering my mouth.

I didn't know where I was going or how the hell was I supposed to do it- well, I don't care anymore.

I don't care what happens next.

I don't care what will happen after.

I don't care what'll happen after I jump eight feet over a staircase.

Slowly and quietly, I poised myself directly over a metal bin; so if all else fails, I could always ram my head into it. I stood on the metal railings and looked down.

It was a long way to go. But it was worth it anyway.

Worth it to just finish it all.

I actually thought about Komui. What would he say? What would he do, for the matter?

Too late.

I was already plunging headfirst into the unbearable cold… Seconds, minutes, hours, even, seemed to pass. Time was going too slowly…

I remember my hand reaching out- grasping the lost hope- grasping… nothing.

I stopped falling. The feeling of fall was replaced by the feeling of being raised-

Was I in heaven?

I felt soft, yet calloused hands cradling my back and shoulders- forcing me to awaken.

Was it God?

My eyes fluttered, blinked, and finally opened.

A wave of dizziness and nausea swept over me.

Then, facing me; was the most handsome person I ever saw.

"What the fuck are you doing?" the boy snapped.

Okay. He was definitely not God.

But he refused to let me down- an aura of warmth seemed radiate from his cold, stoic, cover.

"What were you thinking?" He said it in a more soft, maybe even seductive, but cool tone. "You could have died." I believe he was even caressing my dark, forest-green hair.

"I wanted to die." I said flatly. "But you ruined it."

"Hmph. Don't be such a drama queen." He turned up his nose. "What would your brother say?"

I hated bringing my brother into these kind of things. "Okay. You know my brother, Komui. But I don't know you. So you are?"

He rolled his eyes but he answered: "Yu Kanda."

I struggled out of his grasp; "I-I'm Lenalee Lee and I can walk fine; thank you!" My condition seemed to contradict my remark. Yep, I was making a fool out of myself.

"You're still in shock from your 'planned' fall." Kanda looked directly at me, I was already smouldering from those steely eyes. "Let me at least guide you to your goddamned room."

"Fine." I muttered.

He seemed so arrogant; yet he was so…. helpful. He was cold, but he was warm and open.

He was everything that seemed to oppose the whole lot of what I knew.

But who knows what might happen?

However, I'm sure Komui will go berserk in the morning.