Author's Note: I've already written the next chapter, but because I'm a psycho, I enjoy making people wait.
No, I won't take that long. By the way, I'd like to thank everyone.
Chapter VII: Boring
The harsh rain crashed down on the empty streets below. It seems like whoever was up there was rather furious because not only was there lightning, bringing forth an example of its extreme power, also present was thunder, and it roared like a scorn lion. The sky was a dark grey, and was clear of clouds, of stars and of the moon, giving off quite a menacing impression.
Tonight was a night to be frightened of, yet Len Tsukimori strangely felt the opposite. For a number of nights now, he had felt so vulnerable, so something, yet tonight he felt secure.
He pushed the curtains aside and looked directly into the vast abyss that filled his window. He was glad to see that the moon hadn't returned. He didn't like seeing it, for whenever he looked at it, he felt the worst. It was haunting him. But tonight he felt relaxed, unworried, alright. He felt normal again.
Normal is so boring, though, isn't it?
He was relieved that he was free tonight, and he wished for things to stay this way.
But do you really think someone can keep away from something so inevitable?
There were powerful things that were leading him that he did not have control over, such as time and the magic of a certain something that whose absence tonight was having an effect on the boy – a good effect.
Could he really go against such strong forces?
What do you think?
The answer is, "No".
