“Come with me… come with me, and I’ll leave your little.. friends, alone.”

His tone was malicious, cyan eyes practically glowing in the dull light as he gazed down at you. That horrible smirk was plastered to his face, giving you the feeling that his words were not sincere. He held his masamune tightly in his grip, a silent threat. There was a madness to his eyes, a possessive glint to his mako hues. How could someone so beautiful be so… cruel.