October 31, 2013 by admin “Kuroba-kun?” Hakuba asked for he third time, brows creased with concern as he shook the other boy’s shoulder. There was no response. Vitals were checked, confirmed, time of death noted through a blurred veil of tears. He wanted to scream. To make demands. To try any and everything to bring him back. But he knew that it was too late. All of his training confirmed that. There was nothing he could do but pull the other boy into his arms and weep, waiting for their promised backup to arrive. magicianinthemoonlight: //*cries* Poor Hakubaaaaaaa. *hugs* it will be alright… “…Hakuba.” Kaito states, not knowing what else to do.
