On the twelfth week of his stay with the future pharaoh, Yami, Tozou had finally admitted to himself that the pharaoh wasn't at all like he was back then. Besides the change in personality, the way he was kind with him and how he was patient with him with all his threats and learning of this new foreign age were just a few but what truly struck him.
Was that the pharaoh could weep.
On this twelfth week, on the day of Sunday he had walked down the small hall towards his bedroom. The only sounds were the pounding of the wind against the windows and the hum of the air conditioner pumping sweet heat into the cold house. When he passed the pharaoh's door he heard a small sob. This confused him greatly.
Looking at the door with his dark red eyes he pondered if he should enter or leave it be. He couldn't answer this for the door opened and Yami bumped right into him. Ruby red met blood red.
"S-sorry" he said softly, quickly moving out of the way and down the hall towards the kitchen.
Those eyes Akefia had seen. Were not just red like his eyes were, not they were red from lots of crying. Shrugging the thief went into his bedroom to play his new game that Yami had purchased him days ago. He would not question because he really didn't care, but he did…change his views of this pharaoh he lived with.