V. Moonlight

Seishiro found himself very much at home at night. At night, he could do anything he wanted, carry out anything that he set to, and complete it with such finesse and ease that he went to bed with a smile on his face.

He often went out solo in the perpetual twilight. He found it comforting to walk alone, with his thoughts as his only companion. It did him well to do so – there were times when his thoughts got so cluttered, as it did during the daylight hours, but once he was able to go out into the world of the dark, his mind was at ease, able to escape the worries of the day, and all was well.

He was not worried about any foolish hoodlums that came in his way. Most of the time, they, in all shapes and sizes, would ask for money or drugs, and when he told them he didn't have any, they'd been on their way and nothing would come from it. But there had been a couple of times when they didn't stop at no – with that, Seishiro would have no choice but to do away with them, and that would be the end of the debacle.

In a way he would be doing them a service – he would break them free of their trivial lives, lives that did not matter to him in the very least, or manage to make an impact on him.

There was something, moreoreless something in a certain someone, he searched for, something created an abyss of sleepless nights and frenzied dreams for him, endlessly searching for clues that might lead him to the certain someone.

The someone that he thought of so much, and yet so little.

By the moonlight, he keeps on searching, and knew that in due time he would find what he was looking for. He had all the time in the world.