The slum boy stood on the street corner, shivering,
bright red hair reaching down his back. Tearswere
drying on his face. But he felt safer here
than at home.
"Hello…" He flinched, looking up into bright red
eyes. He was scared of the other, especially when
a golden hand reached out for his.
"You look like you need somewhere safe." Reno
bit his lip then nodded. "My name's Vincent,
I'll take you home…" The man smiled, wondering
if this was his way of finding redemption.
