*There's a glowing blue throwing knife stuck in the wall with a note attached to it*

Dear Readers,

Both Riku and I are out at the moment. We apologize for not being able to bring you this next chapter in person, but I should hopefully be back in time to see you off. Hope you enjoy :3

~Hikari

P.S. Hopefully next time the two of us will be able to present the new chapter next week.

Chapter 7

Riku and Saru were finally out of the house and walking along the shadows. The sun had not completely set, but it was far enough below the horizon that it would not bother either of the boys. Both of them of course kept quiet as they walked further out and towards areas where there may be people. Within minutes though, they were slowly starting to come closer to the skate park, though they were still walking through the woods.

"I'm just going to guess that Yata may be there. If not… I guess you'll have to find where he lives to deliver it… but don't go off on your own for that," Riku instructed as they looked through the trees at the current area of the park to see if there was any people.

"Hmph. Like I'm going to go out of my way to find the brat."

Riku shrugged before returning his focus back to the people in the area. "Now at least… just need to find someone who I can lure off…Are you going feed tonight as well, or wait?"

"Might as well have my fill tonight. We're already out."

Riku nodded before going out towards the more open area of the park. Though it was early evening there were not a whole of lot people out. But thankfully it was more than just one person this time. Riku had picked out a person and went off to try to lure them into the forest so he could satisfy his thirst.

Saru watched carefully at the people going by. He eyed each and everyone of them carefully until he located one person who walked close to the edge of the forest. The person seemed to just be casually strolling by, and they were nearing the area that Saru was hiding in.

He carefully reached into his pockets and pulled out a small rag and a bottle. He poured a little of the liquid onto the rag and waited for the person to get a little bit closer. He stiffened as he saw within a few seconds, the person would be directly in front of him. He only had one chance to make this work.

The figure just started to pass by Saru extended his arms quickly and pressed the ragged against their mouth. Whomever the person was wided their eyes as they tried to process what was happened, but slowly their eyes felt heavy and everything started to fade away. Saru glanced around once more to see if anyone was looking before pulling the now limp body into the forest.

After Saru had his fill, he carefully set the body sitting up against a nearby tree. Sooner or later the person would wake up again, but Saru was not going to be there when that happened. Instead he walked casually out of the forest and began to look for where Riku was. He knew that Riku's method of things was a bit slower, so it would take a little more time for him to return. So Saru decided to walk a little closer to the skate park while waiting… just to see who was there.

Much to his surprise, after only just glancing around, he saw the familiar chestnut colored hair guy. It seemed though that he was gathering his stuff and heading out of the skate park. Saru stuck to the shadows as he watched Yata leave the skate park and head off in a direction, presumably towards his house.

Saru thought over the idea of following Yata, knowing that Riku would not approve of such a thing, but he decided to go and do it anyways. He kept to the shadows as he followed a short distance behind Yata, making sure that there wouldn't be seen if Yata were to turn around.

Eventually Yata came up to a split in the road. The street their were on was the start of a subdivision that lead into a series of different houses and small apartments. Instead of going left or right though, Yata headed straight, towards an alleyway. Saru figured it was probably some shortcut to the other side of the subdivision.

Saru quietly tried to follow behind Yata, though as he was entering the alley, not only did the light steps of his footprints make Yata stop, but also from the slight shadow casted forward from the street lights behind him.

Yata spun around and his eyes immediately widened with anger. "Ah! It's you! The monkey!"

"Monkey? That's not all that nice of a nickname, eh, Misaki?" Saruhiko asked tauntingly.

Yata tensed up slightly. "H-How did you-" He was cut off, however, as Saru had thrown something at him. As it was unexpected, the object hit Yata square in the face, before he scrambled to catch the item as it fell, dropping his skateboard in the process.

Yata held his wallet in his hands for a moment before flipping through all the pockets to see if everything was still there. He then looked up, his eyes glaring harshly. "So it was you! Why the hell did you take it and then just give it right back to me? You didn't seem to take anything from it. What are you trying to do?"

Saruhiko chuckled. "How else was I supposed to guarantee that we could continue our little game without interruptions Mi~Sa~Ki~?"

Yata gritted his teeth as he shoved the wallet back into his pocket, not once taking his eyes off of Saru. "Shut the hell up with that! What are you even talking about… 'little game'?"

"We were interrupted last night, were we not?" Saru asked, giving a lazy smirk. "So, shall we continue where we left off?"

Yata took one step forward, a deep, serious expression. Small flames danced around his fists. "If you wanna continue things, I won't let you get the upper hand this time. If you don't just back off… I'll have to wipe that smug-ass grin off your face."

"Hm?" Saruhiko looked at the flames with curiosity. "So it seems that a shrimp like you had just enough focus to learn destructive magic."

The flames increased around his fists, now starting to wrap around his wrists. Slowly the flames were growing larger as the seconds moved by. "Oh that's it, you're asking for it now!"

"Hmph." Saru flicked his wrists, and in each hand appeared a set of three knives. He brought his arms up in a cross before him, one set of knives glowing red-hot with fire licking at the edges while the others shimmered blue with hexagons flickering into and out of existence.

The two crouched down, preparing to charge at each other. The seconds ticked down before they finally jumped forward, ready to attack.

A faint blue light appeared in front of both of them, not given either of them enough time to stop before they collided face first into it. They fell to the ground to the ground with a heavy thud as the glowing light started to fade. Right between the boys stood Riku, with wide, glaring eyes. He first was looking at Yata, but then his, deep, angered, death gaze slowly shifted over to Saru.

"Why do older brothers always have to come and ruin my fun?" Saruhiko almost whined out.

"I swear Saruhiko," Riku started to say.

Right away Saru knew Riku was incredible ticked off, as he only called him by his full name when he was either irritable from needing his fill, or if he was very angered.

"I thought I could just leave you alone for just a few minutes this time. I thought maybe… just maybe you would listen to tonight and no go off and do something stupid," Riku continued. "But no… what do you do? You go and run off and stalk after this guy!" Riku then gestured to Yata, who was still laying on the ground and staring with wide eyes. "And then you tried to start up another fight with him, and this time using magic!"

Before Saru could be given a chance to respond, Riku turned around to Yata and spoke to him. "Did he give you back your wallet?"

"What?" Yata said, snapping out of the slight daze he was in from what was transpiring in front of him.

"I said did he give you back your wallet," Riku said quickly, he was in no mood to really be repeating his questions.

"Y-Yeah he did…" Yata said as he inched back slightly, intimated by the strong and furious look in Riku's eyes.

"Good," Riku huffed before turned back to Saruhiko. He bent over and grabbed onto one of his ankles and started to walk away, dragging Saruhiko behind him. He paused though for a moment as he looked back at Yata again. "Sorry for my brother being an annoying idiot… again."

Riku then continued to walk away, still dragging Saruhiko on the ground behind him.

"Is this really necessary?" Saru asked, more annoyed with the fact that his fun was interrupted again rather than the fact he was being dragged on his back by his ankle.

Riku let out a sharp breath of air. "Well would you rather have me carry you back?"

"That's less destructive on my jacket."

Riku paused for a moment before releasing Saruhiko's ankle. He then turned around and grabbed onto Saruhiko and slung him over his shoulder before proceeding to walk again. He didn't say a word though, the frustration clearly still etched into his face. Saruhiko didn't bother to struggle, instead he just crossed his arms and looked annoyed.

*Hikari, dressed as Saruhiko from this story(Plus cat ears and tail), bursts through the door, slipping on the threshold and falling flat on her(my) behind*

Hopefully I'm not too late?

*Sits up*

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*Flops back onto ground*

Maybe next time I won't make such an embarrassing, last minute entrance...