Fade
Feeling blood run down his chest, he staggered up, and without a second to think, he raised forward towards his petite target. A scream fell to the air, hitting his ears, causing his expression to tighten slightly. But he couldnt stop his actions, as he grasped a thin and slender neck. Wide, innocent blue eyes stare back as tears swell up against the corners. "????" His old and forgotten name slipped from her lips, before her fate come upon her. A creak of the door.. With a spine shivering snap, the victim fell to the floor, and with that, a grim smile danced at his lips, before one word slipped fro him as well. His own body falling-
"Fade~," As fast as one could blink, Fade's slender hand raced towards the wrist of whom was touching him. But despite his fast and skilled movements, His eyelids flickered open quietly as red orbs were revealed, emotionless and still as ever, as he awoke from his day dream. Though it was deep in his eyes that a wild shocking emotion shifted around, before dispersing and hidden behind a facade. Though evidence of his slight shock was the thin layer of cold sweat covering his face. 'a dream..?' How he hated this. 'Wait I can't sleep.. heh' He dryly mused.
The thought of waking up again, after what he did. In this place, in his "new home." This horrible place, was a painful thought. But then again, he doesnt want to die..
'Damn..' Focusing on the reality, he looked up, and saw the familiar face of his partner. Marionette.
Scanning her expression calmly, despite the extreme closeness of her person, he gripped her shoulder, pushing her up gently and sat up in his bed, the covers tangled in his legs. He was going to have to get used to this. Taking a deep and husky breath, he turned to her, and eyed her person and the breakfast, she held. Assuming what she was doing was not a threatening thing, he slipped out of the bed, rubbing the back of his neck tiredly and casually strolled towards his mask that laid on the desk, before hanging it around his neck. Taking another breath, he stayed still for a moment, before turning around and leaning against the wall, watching her carefully, then the breakfast. Nothing to say, he waited for her to respond. But at last moment, he thought of common curtsey and thought why the hell not. "Good morning." He stated, his voice hushed and obviously tired and weary. Glancing at the time, he remembered the schedule of today which his supposed father gave them. Sighing he returned his focus on her supposed partner. Why did the father assign her with him again? To assist him?" Be her friend-" The annoying voice of the leader flowed within his mind from memory. oh yeah, that was one..this was stupid in his opinion, But honestly, she wasent that bad..but not good either. He still needs to determine her, friend or foe, weather she was trustful or not. Worth it, basically.
Though she seemed to try hard to catch his attention for she always clinged on to him, followed, and like before, got into his bubble. However being the stoic person he was, he could care less. Ruffling up his hair in a not-sure-what-to-do manner, he sat down at a nearby chair and waited for his partner to do something. She was the one who came here in the first place. He wasent used to people coming to him.. and he defiantly didnt trust it. But that was just him.