Midnight Walk [closed]

So much could happen in a short amount of time. First he’d went from Sacrifice to Fighter after his first fighter seemed to disappear on him. He’d then met his cousin, whose father was the blame to the lose of his years at such a tender age. During their meeting his name, Nameless disappeared over their chest. It was devastation and shocking at the same time. He had grown to love such a name, even thought it meant ‘nothing’. He would have made that nothing into something eventually.

"Sato-chan." she repeated. Something inside her was pulling her back, but she still extended arms and wrapped them around his shoulders. He was taller than her now. Pulling him down she hugged him tightly, pressing cheek against his ear. As if hugging him that tightly could re compensate 13 years.

She'd taken him into a hug, and it had been a long time since someone had hugged him that way. Well, besides Kyros, and that was when he was 14. It seemed everyone had left his life, even when he met the blond sacrifice. He'd stayed with him for a little while, following his every word until he too disappeared like Ayame. It was saddening that his first fighter would do the same thing. Come into his life and disappear without a trace.

But then it all happened. His Mark disappeared and Kyros reappeared. Along with Leia, a fighter he'd met when he was younger. And recently, his second personality, Kato had a small fling, that was interrupted by Kyros himself. But then Kyros attempted to have his way with him, which shocked Sato to pieces. But Kato didn't mind it at all. And he would have gone through with it if not for the innocent side of him.

Now he was drunk, a game he played with Kyros. He wasn't good at holding his liquor at all, and what he did with Kyros in that booth flooded his mind. And because he was too drunk to put up barriers in his mind, Satoshi was able to see into every secret he'd hid from him. And when the body was fully sober, he would get down to the bottom of it all.

He stumbled forward, almost falling. He was still drunk. A cigarette was in his mouth. He didn't smoke, no, but it was a bad habit he'd seen the other do so much that he needed it sometimes to calm down. Of course it was being used to help him sober up. He fell forward and caught himself on the tree, sliding down he touched the ground, turning his back to the tree for support. "Dammit Kyros...."

After walking Tsu to her home Ayame really didn't had anything to do. Well, that was usual, she rarely had anything planned; but today for some reason that was annoying. Maybe she spend too much time with her fighter, explaining her all those complicated things... oh, right, and her head hurt.
Kinda... hurt... but not head, more like, her brain? Probably sh heeded to go back home and take her medicines. Maybe injection.

"But that's sooo far away..." she said out loud. Only audience to her monologue were trees after all. Bushes. Grass. Dark sky, and those few lamps.
That was surroundings she desired. Lone, empty, silent. Dead silent, since at this hour even drunks were sleeping. Usually under some tree, since they were afraid of sleeping on benches; they could roll in sleep and wake up to painful hangover.

Sacrifice smiled, slowly skating forward. She stopped humming, and started singing quietly, only to herself. Silence crushed down by her own voice... how nice.
"... bal to najdłuższy na jaki nas proszą... nie grają na bis, chociaż żal... zanim więc serca upadłość ogłoszą... na bal! marsz na bal... !"
Ayame's voice wasn't really good. Though, she wasn't singing out of tune, and singing this silent in foreign language, actually sounded quite nice. Something that was completely out of place, sounding almost magical; she couldn't stop herself from smiling, listening how weird it sounded in this devoid of sound surroundings.

"Hmm?" she suddenly stopped and took deep breath. "Geez, stinks like some nasty drunkard... oh, there you are" gray eyes spotted something that could be human. Drunk, sleeping under tree... curious as usual she came closer.
"Sato-chan?" that was kind of surprising, indeed. But, on the other hand, he was only one year younger that her. Yeah, in the end, it wasn't that weird. Though, she should move him from park... after all, wasn't she older sister to him? Right. And older siblings should care for younger ones.

Sato was taller, but not really heavy. Rather, he was light, like someone who had too many worries and wasn't eating properly.
"Kids" she murmured, forgetting that she wasn't eating properly too. Embracing younger boy Ayame managed to lift him up. Then she started to slowly drag him to hospital. They should know what do do with drunk kid.

[Ayame and Sato had left "Midnight Walk" and going to "Wet Tease"]