Haou looked at what he was up against. From the moonlight he could only see a dark figure. He could make out bronze eyes though. The eyes of the person just in front of him were glowing brightly. Haou bit his lip when the person moved closer to the center of the room. His heart was now beating in his ears. Haou then stepped closer, his toes hitting the wooden floor harder than he expected. This was it, the person already knew that he was here, but didn't know where. Haou leapt out of the shadows and tackled the intruder. Haou got the intruder onto his back. The intruder was throwing punches left and right but none connected to Haou. Haou finally got the intruder to stop struggling. He quickly sat on his stomach and put the intruder's arms over his head. He then hissed questions.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Damn, you are strong! Let me go!" The intruder said in his deep voice. He grunted trying to break free.
Haou did no such thing. "Answer my question."
"You know what I was doing if you had to tackle me." The intruder growled. Then he spun around and Haou was on the ground. While they spun around furiously trying to get the high ground Haou and the intruder had flung themselves into the moonlight. Haou got a good look at the person inside of his home. He had blue hair and bronze colored eyes, like he had seen before. He was wearing a dark blue over shirt with a black undershirt. His pants were a dark black color and he had boots on. The intruder had a smirk on his face, like he had bested Haou. Haou was now on his back.
Haou struggled for a bit. Then the intruder grabbed his hands with one of his. With his free hand he went into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife.
"You shouldn't have made me mad. Now you have to die." He licked the blade and put it to Haou's neck. Haou flinched but then relaxed.
"Just do it already." Haou said not even fighting back anymore. He was sick of living anyway. No one wanted him around. What was the point of living if you were hated by everyone…including your own family.
"Damn, I was hoping you would beg me not to do it." He said kind of surprised. He lowered the knife and put it away. He let go of Haou and sat in front of him while he got up from the wooden floor.
"You have an attic right? I want to crash here for tonight." The blunette said calmly and casually, like he wasn't just about to kill Haou.
"Yes…" Haou said after a bit. Haou adjusted his black shirt and got up. He dusted off his red pajama pants for a few seconds. The blunette did the same. "But what makes you think I won't call the cops on you?" Haou said glaring at the strange guy in this living room.
"Oh…I didn't even think of that." The blunette said crossing his arms and feeling really ticked off at himself for not knowing something like that could happen.
"Wow, you are stupid." Haou said walking up the stairs. "Follow me."
The blunette followed the slightly shorter male up the wooden stairs. Haou had no idea why he was letting this stranger into his house. Haou checked to see if his brother and his friends were still asleep. They were. He continued to the other end of the hallway where there was a door. He opened it and flicked on the light to show a staircase. Haou looked into the attic. The ceiling was a bit lower than the other floors. The wooded floor wasn't dusty at all, contrary to his first thought. He hadn't been in the attic for a long time. Haou looked at all of the labeled boxes. There was one for pictures, clothes, dishes, decorations, toys, and more. Haou opened one of the boxes that was labeled fabric and pulled out all of the blankets. He made a bed with the blankets. He even found pillows up there.
"There. Now, how long will you be here?"
"I don't know…seems like I get pretty good service here. Maybe forever?" The blunette said lying on the blankets that Haou had piled on top of one another to be a mattress.
Haou glared at the blunette. He sensed the hatred in the air and smirked. The blunette just laughed. "The name is Jehu, by the way. Nice to meet you Haou." He turned over on the fake mattress.
Haou widened his eyes at the sound of his own name from the stranger. "How…" He began.
"Well, my brother goes to your school. He sometimes talks about you. Anyway, see you at breakfast." Jehu turned over in his fake bed.
"How about you not come down to breakfast. My brother and his friends are here. I don't want you to cause trouble." Haou glared at his body shape and then left the room and headed down the stairs.