"I'm home!"
Makai said with a happy grin upon his face, it was just him and his wonderful wife. Tatsumi was out; his eyes were shut. No response, still. Something did not seem right; his wife would not go out. It was the afternoon and the male wanted to start the mission as quick as possible.
"Wife?" he asked, calling out as there was still no response. As his eyes slowly opened, his eyes widened. To his shock he could see the blood everywhere, his house was a wreck. What happened?

His eyes shook with fear, where was his beautiful wife? Slowly creeping around, with his head scanning for her body he gulped. Clearing his throat he could feel that he was breathing heavily. No sign of her anywhere. He then slowly walked upstairs; he was very scared. Had a fight occurred here? In his home? No, his wife never liked fights in her home. The home where she had to always do the work for her and their son. Still nothing. First place he could inspect was his bedroom.

As he was breathing more heavily the male slowly opened the door to his room, it too was covered in blood and all wrecked. Frozen, his eyes widened more; gasping. He was scared, upset and now speechless. He could see her there, lying on the bed. But; was that her? It was, wasn't it? His hands shook, what happened here exactly?

"Sasuke, I want you to deliver this to Rouji-san! She wanted a book and afew other things; could you please?" Meikia asked her husband, with a smile upon her face. As Sasuke stood outside the home, he closed his eyes gently and smiled. With a chuckle he opened his onyx eyes to stare at her, the afternoon light beaming on her made her look so stunning. She seemed like an angel from above. It was almost so heavenly.

"Alright I will. Anything else while I'm out?" he asked, giving her a very man like grin. With a wider smile upon her face she nodded her head.
"Yeah; after that could you buy something for dinner?" something for her to cook? How wonderful, just wonderful. She was just as good as a cook as his sister was. But really; to him. They were more equal, he couldn't pick really; they both were his family. Wonderful and happy family; the cursed Uchiha curse was uplifted by love. That was what the two did not seek but had got it anyway.

The male stood outside the house, with the door open. His myrtle eyes scanned the wrecked area. Flashes of images popped up into his head, chocolate brown hair swayed in the cool wind, from outside. He had a serious look upon his face, entering the home he closed the door shut. Confidently he walked his way past this horrific scene. He was just focused on where the female was, she wasn't anywhere to be seen but knew where she was.

He could see in in his mind, crawling up those stairs. 'Rouji-sama.' The male thought as he walked up the stairs; someone else was in the house. Was it? It must be, the male who she told him about. Seeing a male down on his feet, his arms around her. He could hear him cry, it was true. Men do cry. He could only pity the male; slowly walking more. He stopped, to stand in the doorframe of their once neat and tidy bedroom.

Her eyes were shut; the blood ran down her right eye. She did; she used it when she was not supposed to. Why? The fight was still there, clear as day. Even if he was not there at all; but the enemy. He didn't know who it was, it was a male. Not the main enemies of her and the other woman that she told him about. No; but he could still remember those words the male said; he was a lunatic. Crazy bastard. She was on the floor.
"If I can't have you, Rouji! Then nobody can have you!"
With a gentle sigh the male whose arms was around the female looked to his side, with frown.
"Who're you? You're in my house, get out or I'll kill you. My wife…" he could not stop after that. Bowing his head the male spoke.
"You must be Makai. Very well then, I shall introduce myself. I'm Kaji; Rouji-sama's faithful and loyal servant."