
Kyo sighed, running his hand through his orange hair. Walking over to a building, he leaned on the side of it, replacing his hat on his hair. Waiting, he glanced at his watch. The numbers glowed 12:30 back at his half-lidded eyes. His ears perked up to the sound of rustling to his left. This person, whoever he or she was, seemed like they were trying to be sneaky and either escape someone, whatever the case might be, he prepared himself for a fight, especially if the were after him. The numbers winked at him again. It was now offically 1:00 A.M. in Japan. The person leapt at him, a blade in hand. |
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