Hattori heard the faint sound of music and smiled. Wonder where the music is coming from, and who wrote it. He thought as he started a sketch of Sakura. His mind was filled with thoughts of her, and he wondered how long they would be fighting shadows.
Hattori went through his things and brought out an ornamental battle axe. I'm gonna need a better weapon if I'm gonna be doing a lot of fighting. This will work for a few days, but I'll need something better. He thought to himself as he examined the axe. He then hung the axe up on the wall and thumbed through his sketches. I'm glad I know a few people around that I can sell my work to. I may not get credit for my work, but it gives me a little extra spending money to keep me going. He thought as he picked out a few sketches and pulled them out of the book. Most of them were pretty dark, involving demons and violence, but he did have a few family friendly pieces in his selection.
Hattori worked on his sketches. "I guess I'll meet the others tonight." He said to himself.
"Alright. If you need anything, you know where to find me." Hattori said as he grabbed his sketchbook.
"I'd like that. I know a little bit of it, but just the direct routes to my classes."
"Maybe before all is said and done, you won't have to handle it alone." Hattori said before he heard his phone ring. He reached over and silenced it.
"As long as it doesn't actually fire bullets when you pull the trigger, then it'll be fine. I suppose I'll get mine the next time we go exploring."
"I guess now I need a weapon. How do you guys call out your persona, anyway? I won't be much use to anyone if I can't bring mine out."
"I'll make sure you stay safe. I don't know why, but I don't think I could stand to see anything happen to you."
"Sounds good to me." Hattori said before looking into her eyes. "I feel like you're one of the few people I can actually trust, Sakura. Ever since I was left here by my parents, I've had a hard time trusting people."
"Mine awoke when I saw my little sister being killed by the shadows. I had been taking her home from a birthday party and we got caught out in the dark hour. Even though that was five months ago, the image still haunts me. My parents ended up moving, abandoning me here as they blamed me for her death."
Hattori sat down in his desk chair and set his sketchbook on the desk. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"Sure, come on in." Hattori said as he stepped aside, giving her space to walk in.
ooc: Fixed my last post. Meant to put months instead of years, but got in a hurry. bic: Hattori got up and opened the door. "What is it, Sakura?"
Hattori went back inside. He began to think of his little sister. "It's been five months, and it's still hard to believe that you're gone, Miki. I was supposed to protect you, but I couldn't do anything but watch you get killed that night." He thought as he laid on his bed.
Hattori looked over the city, trying to clear his mind, but was unable to get Sakura out of his mind. "I can't believe there's someone here that I care for. I thought my heart was stone cold, but I guess it's finally beginning to thaw."
Hattori finished his sketch and went up to the roof. His thoughts were focused on Sakura.
Hattori heard his phone ring. He silenced the phone when he saw the number. "How many times have I told my so called parents that I want nothing to do with them?" He asked himself.
Hattori went back into his room and worked on a sketch.
"That must have been tough to endure. If you need anything, let me know."
