Words can't describe how he felt. All around him things were in full bloom but all he could see was black, Complete and utter blackness. She was gone, never to return. He killed her.
As he rounded the corner he froze. There he was. It was so easy. So simple just be rid of him. He knew it was him because when Kyo had described what had happened he had also described the man with a gun to a "t". It would be so easy.
Yuki glared at him. He was a black belt in karate and could kill anyone he wanted with his own two hands; goodness knows he wanted to kill Kyo when he found out. Yuki loved her with all his heart and he wasn't about to let some stupid moronic idiot with a gun get away with killing his one and only true love.
He was even at the seen of the crime, Jackson's store. Yuki glared at him. He started to advance towards the man and soon he was upon him. He started to throw everything he had at the man. And soon the guy collapsed into a bloody heap. Dead. Yuki was breathing hard. He didn't even know it but tears had formed.
He had to get out of there. He started to run. He ran until he tripped on something in a dark alleyway. When he turned around to see what he had tripped on, the colour ran from his face. There lying on the gravel covered ground, with blood all over his hand, body and collecting up on the ground beside him in rivers was Kyo.
Yuki gasped then went to check his pulse. None. Yuki collapsed. His purplish hair looked white with fright. Fear spread in his eyes. And soon all went black.
The doctors tried everything. Yuki's heart just wouldn't start. When the did an autopsy to find out what killed him they saw something astounding. His heart was in two pieces.