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Verse 3

Water

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It agitated him more as he came towards his living room. There littered more than a dozen boxes of chocolates. And maybe a million or so flowers that littered the floor and the windows as he calmly brushed some off of his piano and walked on. It was true, that the court officials had already made his rabid and some decent fans give him clear distance. This though, wasn't part of the contract that was made. As he sighed looking for the door of his flat wondering how they just happened to fill the whole damned flat with tiny flowers. He knew this was going to happen, and what had vexed him more was the fact that he couldn't do anything to stop the floods of gifts.

Why don't you like it when people give you what you deserve?

He frowned deeper, if it was possible at the thought of Kanone's words that he honestly didn't want to remember right now. He knew how he missed him. But thinking about the past really does nothing to soothe the present. Quite actually it does the opposite, unlike some people would like to think.

As he checked himself uninterestedly at the mirror, more of a habit then a need if one could say so. He walked swiftly to his limousine.

Of course, no one could resist staring and actually gawking at him while he walked to his fancy car. But some people have gotten pretty good at hiding their stares. As his sleeveless turtle neck shirt that accentuated his form was cloaked over by a regal silken capelet that just came over his hands and had sewed in holes showing his shoulders off. The stares died down. As his driver welcomed his presence, as he simply nodded

"The old reservoir"

And with that instruction, they drove off.

The most beautiful mistake ever made…

As he looked at the hazel haired boy confusion etched on his features. The other just came closer gently tracing his mouth at the thought. The only person that could stand his cold and depthless gaze, that was Kanone, and the only one who always stood by—

But he wasn't here…. So … it wasn't always was it?

He went out of his limousine and watched it fade from his sight before even moving. Nothing but a soft gale as he started to walk forth without seeming to look overly concerned. While thinking on what best to do.

He was already claimed into the trap since the call, so no turning back now. Quite actually he was curious now as to who he will be saving. Maybe he didn't want to save anyone, right now?

He simply smirked at the devilish thought. As his lips returned to the straight line it always was. Yet another damned life saved by his own wretched existence…

A slight ringing, as he broke off the contemplation

"So, you're here already…good boy"

He searched for the voice. Letting his gaze fall on everything, as he sought out the huntress this person had sufficiently hidden completely from view.

"…we, I was expecting you here earlier though, trouble brought about by that fame of yours, perhaps?"

That was a sore mistake for the hunter. He quickly heard the word we and that was a horrid mistake. To let one in on your number a slightly amateur hunter in his midst…He simply tilted his head to the side and walked on. Estimating his opponent once again

"There's a key…and only one door for that…"

He saw the key…as he stopped. Planning his next move, this was very much like chess wasn't it… death for every fault. But he had no life to spare… but he had a lot of tact…that would be what he would fight with

"The longer you wait, the less time you have on solving the riddle…Rutherford"

He simply quirked one eyebrow. And thought on, not really worrying about what was said

Reason would've made it impossible for him to die if he didn't enter. He'd probably drown, water was perhaps what the riddle was about. If he was to drown, then he had to solve it before it filled up. So the riddle would be something that made the reservoir fill up to the brim. With these little facts in mind… he took one last look, escape would be forbidden, as he saw the upper part of the building sealed shut. What was death to him now?

"Quickly Rutherford…I'm loosing fortitude…"

As he entered

All of his assumptions were dead on accurate.

The room was filling up already. His shoes were wet, not that it mattered. He quickly found his exit but as he walked towards it –

"Do you think I'll let you off that easy? Giving your shoes a mild wash then nothing? Declare the riddle if you have it already…"

He quickly walked to the supposed exit after being mildly lectured by the hunter. Giving trust to whoever it was, he gave his full concentration to the task at hand seeing that this door was as lock as the entrance was.

The room was square, filling up… strange enough…he saw a dimmed outline of a clock, he wanted of course to examine it closely. As he did so, he took off his outer cloak… and dove with natural grace.

The clock was normal… but he noticed, just atop this watch was water dripping. He swam towards the dripping and started counting. His eyes seemed to go blank for a horrid while… This didn't make much sense to him right now…to guess the riddle… this was insane

"Hurry Rutherford, you might die as well…."

He hardly heard that warning, as his mind raced… He was starting to build the riddle on his head now. As he started to look for more clues to his riddle that would kill him at the instance of a mistake or a lost second. He noticed the room was almost half filled. And the clock was now wrong. And it actually stopped at twelve o' clock precisely.

He now moved towards the exit and stood. As he let his own reckoning be the judge of all of this…

Quietly though, a soft whisper is heard…amongst the gush of all the flowing water…

"And may it be swift, for the waters that will claim you will have no mercy…As I myself will spare you none…"

Hands delicately placed on the one sided glass window on the other side of the puzzle. He watched an angel slowly drown… eyes closed… in silent comprehension…

Thanks once again to those who reviewed and will review…Peace …! Here's some ….uh…lolli's for everyone ! Hmm, quite actually read the whole thing all over again.. and changed some words... and added some in...! How do you guys stand this story? The chapters are so freaking short and weird! LOL