Kyo sat, staring at his mobile phone, frozen to the spot. "KYO!" A hand striking his face brought him back to his senses, "I have to go," he ran for the door, leaving a concerned Beni reaching after him. He dug his hand into his pocket, grabbing his keys, money falling to the pavement as his hand retreated. Kyo straddled the leather seat, hastily trying to jam the key into the ignition, after several attempts the key slid into place. The husky rumble of the motor penetrated the silence, as Kyo sped off, heading for home.
Kyo stood in the open doorway, staring at the blood smeared down the hallway, "YUKI!" he shouted, the desperation clear in his voice. He followed the blood to the vacant space, which was once his bedroom door, his gaze quickly searching the devastation of the room. An obvious handprint sat in solitude above the bedside table, the lamp still on, illuminating its presence even more. He stumbled through the mass of bedroom furniture and bed sheets, the phone rang, piercing the silence. He looked at it, shocked almost by the sudden intrusion, Maybe… He flung his body onto the bed grabbing the receiver as he landed, "Hello?" The voice on the other end disappointed him, "Kyo? What's going on? Is everything alright?" Beni almost screamed at him. Kyo sighed, his voice becoming collected, "Fate." He heard Beni inhale to reply, "Don't say anything, Beni. We always knew this day would come." Kyo lowered the receiver, Beni's protests echoed metallically from the earpiece. Kyo listened for a moment, before finally placing it back on the cradle. He swung his legs off of the edge of the bed, "Who would want to take her? And why?" the last word drifting into a whisper when he noticed the scrawled note under the side of the phone. He snatched it from its resting place, scanning the untidy handwriting, standing up as he did. "You SON OF A BITCH!" He kicked the bedside table, the lamp shattering as it hit the floor, "I should have known, YOU BASTARD!" his eyes narrowed, scrunching the paper into his fist, "You'll burn for this, Yagami!" his voice low, and threatening. His fist exploded in flames, burning the paper to ash, he turned to the clock 9:45 "Damn!" Quickly he searched for the Kusanagi Sword, upon finding it he ran for the door.
