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Night Fourteen

"Young Master." a man, wearing a tail coat, with gray hair in his thirty's called when he knocked lightly on the wooden door. He waited for his young Master to answer, but nothing came, so he said, "The instructor is here, Young Master. He is waiting at the garden."

Inside the room the golden curtains were drawn open allowing the sunlight to wash out the darkness inside. At the right side, a huge bed in neon green was placed. Next to it was a night stand and a lamp while on the other side of the bed was a study table. Across the bed was a small neon green couch with golden swirls and a matching coffee table. To say the least, the room was luxurious bathed in green and gold.

On the couch sat a black haired little boy in white dress shirt and navy blue shorts. He was silently reading a book, Romeo and Juliet, which was one among his Shakespeare collections.

The boy sighed, closing the book.

"Please tell him I'm coming." he said to the man outside with a smile graced his young features. He really liked his instructor.

"Right away, Sir."

The boy had no idea what happened that beautiful and peaceful day. He just found his parents lying unconscious on the floor bathed in blood. He was terrified that he couldn't move from his spot. He was terrified so much he didn't know what kind of emotions should he show in that situation. He was frozen at the sight that he couldn't even feel the heat of fire that was slowly engulfing the whole manor. The next thing he knew was there was a man next to his parents' lifeless body, smirking at him.

The boy was enraged...

He knew that man killed his parents...

So, he pulled a small gun from his inner pocket and shot the man in a flash.

oOo

Loki snapped his eyes open, revealing his drark brown orbs that resembled chocolate. He sat up, ruffling his dark hair. That dream...no, that memory. Again. He thought.

"Up already? It's still around 4 in the morning." Cross spoke. He had his cigarette on his mouth while polishing his gun.

Loki looked at him, then on the gun.

"... That is a unique gun." he said.

"Of course, no one else in this world could imitate this. This is Judgement, by the way. The thing that I talked about the other day which I used to destroy akuma."

"I see..."

Cross halted polishing as he took a look on his gun. Satisfied, he put the rag in his pocket and his gun in its holster. "Yuna had mention that you are quite skilled with the guns."

"Yeah."

"You are young. How old are you when you start using guns?"

"Three. My father hired an instructor to teach me."

Loki had a thing on the guns since he was still a todler. His father noticed this when he was three years old and decided to have an instructor, his father's long time friend, to teach him. Loki really liked the man because he was kind and warm. He always smiles whenever he was with the man and his jokes really was funny for him. The man, his instructor, was his father's friend, a long time friend and he trusted him wholeheartedly, but...the man broke his father's heart. He turned his back on his father. Loki didn't know the reason behind the man's actions, however, he couldn't forgive him for killing his parents, for betraying his father who put all his trust towards the man.

After the funeral of his parents, Loki left and wandered off somewhere. He didn't know where he was going, but it seems his feet knew very well as it moved on its own. He was out of his mind, the tragedy in his family, the crime he did...everything made him numb inside out that he didn't noticed that there was a cliff ahead of him and he fell onto it. He stumbled against the splinter, rocks of different sizes, and branches and twigs as he rolled down the cliff and fell unconscious before reaching the wheat field. The next thing he knew was he was in an unfamiliar room and a little girl sat beside the bed he was lying on, grinning at him.

"Aren't you so young?"

"Yeah. I'm gifted after all.

Cross stared at him as Loki leaned back, hands pressing the ground behind him, as he looked up the tranquil dawn sky. He wanted to asked about Loki's parents since Yuna also mentioned that he never said a thing about how did he got to their wheat field injured. But, Cross decided to stay silent because of the look on Loki's eyes.

The eyes that was once devoid of life.

Well, aren't I being too nosy? I know he won't answer even if I ask."

oOo

When morning came, a scream erupted once again, disturbing the inhabitants of the forest. The three; Cross, Allen, and Loki, were preparing to depart when a shriek was heard. Cross ignored this with a sigh, Allen smiled sheepishly as a bead of sweat rolled down, and Loki twitched a brow at the sight that welcomed him.

At the foot of the wagon was Tidus wrestling against a creature, that was nibbling his leg, that he never seen before.

"KYAAAH! GET OFF! GET! OFF!" he whined as he pushed the creature in vain.

"What...is that?" Loki pointed at the golden sphere, about the size of basket ball, with a pair of wings and a tail that won't let go of Tidus' leg.

"That is Timcanpy, a golem. Master made him." smiling at him, Allen answered.

"A golem...huh."

"Yup."

"Heeey... Help me! This stuff toy is possessed!" Tidus called the three who seem not to care at all.

oOo

The ride up to town was pretty long. They still have to spend at least three more days before they got in there, and that was pretty boring as well seeing that all they do is to sit, eat, watch, talk a little, and shift in driving position. This kind of routine made Tidus sick and so…being the self proclaimed brilliant, he came up with an idea that would entertain them, or perhaps him, for the time they were travelling.

Currently, it was Cross who was driving, so at the back with the goods were Loki, Tidus, and Allen. Each of them was minding their own business. Loki was cleaning his gun, Allen was stretching Timcanpy's body out of boredom and Tidus…well…being as what he already was.

Well, time to lighten up the mood~! The blonde teen beamed unbeknownst to them. Tidus shifted on his position as he grabbed his bag at his back and searched something inside. Loki and Allen noticed the movements, they watched as the blonde dug in his bag for quite some time with head poked inside and…

"TA~DAH~!" he exclaimed as he raised his right hand which held a box. "Let's have some snacks, guys! Allen, do you want some?"

"Ah, yes please!" Allen, who sat across him, crawled closer.

"How about you, Loki?"

"I'll pass…" hearing this made the blonde's face contorted into something that only those guys who had something up in their sleeves possessed.

"Really…?" face overshadowed and a smirked plastered on his face, he asked.

"Really. Now stop bugging me." the black haired boy said, averted his head outside.

"O~kay~!" he grinned in which Loki didn't saw as he was watching the scenery outside. "Allen, here. Just pick!" he held the opened box to the white haired lad for him to pick.

"Thank you, Tidus!"

And so, the two begun munching on whatever they were having until…

"This chewable strawberry candies are delicious, aren't they, Allen?" Tidus smiled innocently at the other boy while on the inside he was smirking, looking forward for the black haired boy's reaction. He heard from his little sister that Loki had an infatuation towards anything that has strawberries. Be it edible or not.

Meanwhile, Loki busied himself watching the birds flocked together and soared up high. Just watching the birds, the wheat fields, and the stars made him relax. He felt like he had no past to haunt him every now and then, like there was nothing to care about, like he was free of everything. Now, that reminded him of his childhood when he was with his mother at the garden, laughing to his heart's content as they joked around. He couldn't remember his mother's face well, and his father's, the emotions that once made him feel alive felt like a taboo to him, those emotions…the smiles, the laughs, the freedom to run around, feeling the gust of the wind like a bird flying up high...everything that was life…he couldn't remember. It was just now a vague feeling which makes him confuse sometimes. He had a difficulty in conveying his emotions ever since the betrayal of his father's friend, his instructor, and the death of his parents had put him on edge once. He may have forgotten how to smile or laugh, and the feeling of being alive, but he could never forget that warmth he felt in his chest once again when he found a new family. He was once devoid of life, but as the time goes by, he eventually learned what it is like to have someone who always smiles at you that makes you feel worth living.

"…" it smells so sweet like… Loki thought. He was lost in thoughts that he didn't hear Tidus said 'strawberry'.

Realization hit him pretty hard and snapped his head towards the two who were enjoying their snacks.

"Tidus…" he spoke.

"Oh, Loki! What is it?" Tidus feigned innocence.

"That…" he blushed without knowing why.

"That what?"

"It smells like…like…"

"Like what?" Loki didn't notice that Tidus was mocking him.

"Loki! Why don't you have some? It's delicious! Oh, Amy said you like strawberries. These are strawberry flavoured chewable candies. Why don't you have some?"

"S-s-s-s-straw….be-r-ry…" Loki stuttered. Why the hell am I stuttering!?

"Ooohhh…really…?" the blonde teen smirked. "Here." Tidus held the box to give Loki some of the treats, however, when Loki, who seemed to be out of his mind, reached his hand out and was about to pick one, Tidus, being the trouble maker, snatched the box back before the strawberry boy could even had a slight touch.

This leave Allen wide eyed. That was mean!

And Loki…well, apparently he froze, his eyes were behind the shadows, and a depression loomed over him. The sparked that was on his eyes, immediately vanished as soon as it appeared.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! Do you think you could have one? Didn't you say you'll pass? Iiiidiot! Ahahahahahaha!"

Allen looked at the laughing idiot, a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek as he smiled sheepishly. Then, he turned to Loki who was still frozen in his spot, but there was something that was terrifying on him as Allen felt the aura with a killing intent he emitted. Loki is scary… the boy shuddered.

"Allen." Loki called suddenly.

"Y-yes…?"

"Is it okay if I shoot this guy?" he asked, sharp eyes still fixed at the laughing idiot who did not notice the sudden change of the atmosphere.

"…well…I guess…so?"

"Oh, right I forgot. I don't have any bullets. Perhaps you have a knife? Can I borrow it?"

"Oh- uhmm…I don't have. Sorry…" Allen lied, afraid that this time Tidus' head would be sent flying. I'm not ready to see any bloodshed yet…

"Then…there is only one option."

oOo

A woman in her late fifties was harvesting oranges when she heard horses' footsteps, the rumbling of the wheels, and…

"Scream?" she said, and then she looked over her shoulder to see nothing out of order. "Maybe I was just hearing things." And with that thought, she resumed harvesting.

Little did she knew, a wagon passed by followed by Tidus who was screaming as he rolled down the road like a cartwheel.

oOo

"Isn't that a bit harsh?" Allen asked.

"That only serves him right." Loki answered as he savoured the contents of the box. With delight.

"I've never seen him this so delightful. Well, only strawberries can do that to him." Allen said to himself as he watched the black haired boy eating.

Well...how was the chapter? I hope you enjoyed it so far?-

Allen: CBA~! I brought Loki with me!

Me: Wah! Thank you, Allen.

Loki: Why am I here?

Me: Don't you think you have to say something?

Loki: What do you mean?

Allen: Someone likes you!

Loki: Some likes- what!? That's absurd!

Me: Come on, Loki. You have to be greatful. Did you not read the messages?

Loki: ...I'm... busy memorizing the scripts...

Allen: You are not memorizing them, Loki. You just recorded them so that all you have to do is to lip sync.

Loki: ...fine...Well...thank you for the support! *vanishes*

Tidus: Oh, he's just shy...

Allen/Me: TIDUS!

Tidus: Hi, guys. Loki was pretty harsh on you, yeah?

Me: You've got many bruises. Allen, bring him to the infirmary-no, infirmary's not good enough. Why don't you go to ICU instead?

Allen: Alright! Let's go Tidus, I'll just carry you.

Tidus: Careful-OW! YOU BROKE MY ARM!

Allen: Sorry...

Me: Well, so much for today. Thank you for reading! Please review and click the 'follow' and'favorite' buttons. Thanks!

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