: Fragment No.02 : Rain, Cold, Smile
BOOM!! Thunder crashed loudly in the blackened clouds above, the entire neighborhood hidden in a thick blanket of pitch darkness. The quiet district's silence was only broken by the raindrops pouring down and flooding the streets. If one listened closely enough, one could make out the sound of slow, even footsteps splashing through the water.
Lightning flashed, lighting up the area for a split second. Bright gold eyes glowed brilliantly like the only light in the darkness, but a dangerous aura surrounded the two orbs.
Haou knew… It did not take a genius to figure out who killed his lover. There was only one person he thought was capable of killing the blunette, and he planned to take him down that night.
Burnt orange and chocolate brown hair was flat against his skin, sticking to his cheeks and forehead. His turtleneck and slacks were drenched, clinging to his body like rags. The shards of glass from before were still visibly poking out from his knees, though he felt no pain thanks to the numbing coolness of the rain.
He stood in front of a dimly lit house, taking its door down by picking up his right foot and slamming it flat against it. His ears twitched, listening carefully and vaguely making out the sound of a running bathtub upstairs. Raising an eyebrow, he casually made his way to the foot of the staircase, expecting the sudden attack from the kitchen to his right. Picking up his right hand, he easily caught the hand that had tried to bring down a familiar style of butcher knife over his head. Glowing gold eyes glared menacingly, his grip on the nearly-elderly man's wrist tightening harshly. The maroon-haired male yelped in surprise, the weapon falling out of his grasp and onto the floor.
"You killed Jehu." Haou declared, effectively intimidating the hunter before him with his calm voice.
"What of it, Haou?" the elder asked snootily, trying to seem more confident that he actually felt.
A chilling smile curled over the brunette's lips, a sparkle of insanity appearing in his eyes, "Why… I'll just have to kill you now."
The redhead yanked his wrist free, running back into the kitchen. Haou laughed coldly at him.
"Oh, Giese… You should know… that there's no escaping the wrath, " he informed, also entering the kitchen as a black power materialized a sword in his outstretched hand, "of the Supreme King."