Prowl of a Predator by Nether Yetzirah Assiah

You wake upon seeing the blare of the sky streaked with the red orange of dawn. Yawning, you stretch, your slanted eyes glancing over the room. You are alone, but you do not need to see to know that those herbivores still sleep.

Yet that is the aroma of brewing tea pervading your air. Your eyes narrow. He is awake.

You stalk the halls of that child's home, already missing the white walls of your Namimori. Eventually, you find him preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

"Ciaossu," the baby greets you from his seat on the floor, tilting his head not to you, but to his companion as the Asian Arcobaleno sets the meals on the table.

It irks you somewhat. You grunt tonelessly, but you greet them all the same. The hitman tutor has long before earned your respect. But the other has not.

You scowl even when he places a cup of steaming macha before you. Your favorite.

You do not ask.

Your eyes narrow. You know he knows you wish for a fight. Not a peace offering.

He smiles. He knows you know he knows, but he ignores the challenge in your eyes. Briefly, almost as though nonexistent, the wind caresses your wrist.

The touch is soothing.

You glare, and gruffly, you stand and turn your back on them.

It chills you, feeling the sting of his gaze on your back, and you know for certain, this is not over. Your hands clench into tight fists, longing for the coldness of your steel tonfa.

You leave without another word, and yet the chuckle of the wind follows you, its cold touch haunting you.


~to be continued


Lady Adako: ...why do your daydreams sound like mine? Pfft~ Maa, I'm happy to know I'm not the only one who sometimes thinks that as a possible alternate universe. Hihi~ Thanks for the review. Hmm~ Personally, I'm waiting for an Arcobaleno Arc in the mangaverse. But yeah, thanks for reading and reviewing!

SheFury: Thanks! I'm happy to know about what you think of my story~ \o/! There are four parts left! I hope you enjoy~