| rdfs:comment | - Kie could only guess where he was now. But clearly, he knew it was some time before he awoke. His skin felt wet, as if he had been just cleaned up. A voice inside of his head complained of a pain shooting through it, and instinctively, he raised one hand to clutch his forehead, his eyes still closed. "Son of a..." He cursed. Ean was instantly relieved by the sudden movement in the boy, even despite the fact he had tried to kill him three hours earlier. He asked the newly awoken Kie "You feel dizzy or something?" Then, his eyes widened slightly. "Here, let me explain...."
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| abstract | - Kie could only guess where he was now. But clearly, he knew it was some time before he awoke. His skin felt wet, as if he had been just cleaned up. A voice inside of his head complained of a pain shooting through it, and instinctively, he raised one hand to clutch his forehead, his eyes still closed. "Son of a..." He cursed. Ean was instantly relieved by the sudden movement in the boy, even despite the fact he had tried to kill him three hours earlier. He moved over next to the boy laying on the bed and placed his hand on his forehead to see if he was sick or not. He didn't seem sick, although he had been burning up ever since they brought him back from the hospital, but they kept him cool just to be safe. He asked the newly awoken Kie "You feel dizzy or something?" "A little..." Kie admitted, lowering his hand. "But I'm alright...." He winced a little, grabbing his shoulder with his other hand. "Ugh...my shoulder itches like he--" Then, his eyes widened slightly. He took his hand from his shoulder, staring at the newfound scars incredulously. "It...WASN'T a dream, after all..." Ean saw his incredulous face, and, turning to Sachi, he gave her a look asking "Should I tell him?" Memories flooded Kie's mind, as if he was seeing the killings himself. The slicing and searing of flesh.... the screams of those undeserving of death....hell, even the scent of fresh blood still lingered on that hand, as he flexed the fingers as if trying to feel the warmth of the crimson fluid once again. He had single-handedly slaughtered a large portion of the staff of the hospital. Their blood would be forever on his hands, and their screams would forever linger in his mind. And he liked it. Sachi merely shook her head, her face serious. She sent a look back to Ean that clearly said it all. Kie had been aware of what he was doing. Ean focused on the boy again, "Kie... That wasn't you. You know that you didn't want that to happen..." he said, his voice desperate in hoping that Kie didn't act up again. "Why do you sound so grim, Ean?" Was his asking reply, as he turned towards Ean with an almost child-like expression of curiosity on his face. Ean grabbed Kie's wrist, shoving his hand in his face like the thing he was trying to show the boy was so obvious if it had been a snake it would've bitten him. "Kie... You killed dozens of people back there... Look at your damn hand..." "I'm aware of that." Kie's tone didn't waver under the man's negative tone. "What of it?" Ean stood up, "Because you killed innocent people, dammit! What the hell has gotten into you?!" he yelled, clenching his fists, "Why do you not care?" The blond remained silent, and surprisingly, her eyes didn't flicker with shock. Had she seen this coming? Kie merely stared at Ean with an exasperated look, as he lowered his hand. "You sound as if that were a bad thing." He replied coolly. Ean's expression of seriousness and annoyance did not change, "You just committed a mass murder! If you weren't acting like this, I wouldn't have half a mind to throw you out on the street to be arrested!" He grabbed his swords and mask, walking to the door, saying "Sachi, you handle him. I'm going to go do something quickly." Sachi's eyes widened, but she did nothing to stop him, even stepping aside. "Sure thing, Ean." She said quietly. Ean turned to Kie for one last thing, "Only my demon is a part of me Kie, yours isn't you." He opened the door and walked out, slamming it in frustration as he left. Kie growled angrily, throwing his hands up in the air, a sign of frustration. "DAMN it!" He snapped, clearly not understanding. "What's his problem?!" Sachi sighed, pulling a chair over to Kie and sitting beside him. Her face was one of sympathy. "He wasn't born like you...." She said softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. "He....doesn't understand." Kie's eyes widened in disbelief. "What do you mean, Ms. Urami?" "Here, let me explain...."
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