Just to clear some confusion, Eru is L. I guess not many people know this, but that's the japanese spelling.
Situations Chapter 2
Humming quietly to his self, Raito strolled through the crowed hall of students; his confident stride acknowledging the pretentious stares of his gawking subjects. What filthy, disgusting creatures they were. How they squirmed through their miserable lives, already broken, already dirtied. Some, he noted, had had the privilege of being destroyed by him, their own personal God. Sickening. That was all they were. But, despite the usual grime, Raito couldn't but smile to his self. Eru. How beautiful and clean! So unlike the monotonous faces he passed by daily. Quickening his pace; Raito made his way to the cafeteria doors. His loyal subjects awaited his arrival, as well as his guest of honor.
Eru sat, poised on the plastic school-issue chair in his characteristic manner, in the far corner of the giant feeding ground; all alone except for his drawing pad and his usual lunch of pocky. Every few minutes, as if by clock work, he'd draw his legs further to his chest and finish off a single stick of pocky, only to draw another from his endless supply. Today, despite the silence, Eru repeatedly scanned the packed room, worry shining in the depths of his crystal eyes. His earlier encounter with the deadly hunter had shaken him to the core, leaving his body a cold and shivering husk.
For a moment, Eru allowed his self a short break from his watch. Stretching his arms forward; he closed his eyes tight as his features clenched under the pressure of a drowsy yawn. No sleep had left him a massive train-wreck. Oh, if only he could sleep, if only for a few minutes. Wait. No. He had to watch. Had to look… For who? All of his worries floated away within the cushioned realm of rest. As his world went black; all Eru could see was a tall figure standing over his curled up form.
"Aw, looks like someone needs some sleep," A soft laugh," Well; I'd better not disturb you, my little pet. Sweet dreams….."
A wave of nausea hit Eru, along with a crippling sense of consciousness. His head was a rolling mass of questions and at the center of thought lay one numbing object. What did he do to me? Eru knew for a fact that his insomnia was not the cause of the sudden black out. He had lived with it since he had been a child and had not once experienced anything quite like the previous episode. Lifting his head from the gray and into the white, Eru could make out the tall outline of what appeared to be his "stocker". Color and light had no influence what so ever as he tried his hardest to identify the figure standing before him. Man, he'd kill for a pain reliever.
"Good morning, my pet. It's good to see that you're finally up. I was beginning to fear that I had used too much of a good thing, if you know what I mean," Raito chuckled to his self, unaware of the unbelievable pain his victim was experiencing. So it had been him, Eru thought, why is he doing this? At last, he could make out a door. It was dark, so it must be late. They couldn't possibly be on school grounds at this hour. What had he done, carried Eru all the way to his own house?
"Now, of course, I'm sure you're still not all "there", just yet but I'm in a rather talkative mood, so please excuse my ramblings." He laughed softly, once again," You see, I just love that look on your face. So very beautiful. You know that, don't you? You're so pretty, I'd almost believe you're really a woman…" At this, he paused, smirking at his prey. His smile reflected all of his intentions," But, of course, I won't explore this on the first "date". No. That would be awfully rude of me. Besides, I'd rather play with my meal before devouring it, huh?" Raito began to circle his crumpled doll, his steps long and graceful," You see, you are mine now. And I won't be letting you go. No until, I've broken you, that is. But, until then, I'm sure you'll make a very entertaining play thing." He stopped abruptly, kneeling before Eru. His face inches from the petrified prey's," Hmmm. You'll be my greatest disaster…" Silently, Raito leaned foreword, lips meeting his prey's in a melding bond. A small tick, unheard by human ears had been set in motion. The game had begun.