"KLEEVE, catch!" Ruckus throws the sprinter van's key to his friend Kleeve.
Kleeve catch the key with one hand and gave him a curt salute before getting into the driver's seat.
They are now in front of his house getting ready to leave. It's Saturday and they're all heading to the Philippine arena to watch the concert of Seven in the Horizon which is the band of his brother— Rosh and their six friends. One is Cvlt who's a guitarist.
It's uncommon for the seven to do live concert in front of a big crowd that's why they are going to attend. Usually, they only do online concerts here on Crown Island, often held in the resort with hundreds of fans. But despite that, those seven still garner millions of fans around the world not only because of their talent and song but with their looks and wealth. Their songs are always top in the billboard music award taking many awards but not once did they go to take their award personally. It's always the representatives.
It's hard to comprehend but the members of the Seven in the Horizon hates the fame and the attention but they are one of the top band in the world. Their love for music keeps them going and the love the fans gave them. Kaya kahit na ayaw ng pito ng atensyon ay patuloy parin sa paggawa ng musika ang mga ito pero hindi nag ko-concert ang mga ito ng madalas.
Muling pumasok sa loob ng bahay si Ruckus para tawagin sina Death at Sunset kung handa na ba ang dalawa para umalis. It was not needed tho because the two was already stepping down the stairs.
"Ready?" Ruckus asked, checking them out.
Sunset wearing denim ripped high-waisted jeans, a black ripped cropped top hoodie, and white running shoes.
Ruckus smirked slyly. Sexy and beautiful. Damn!
While Death was sporting ripped denim jeans, a grey sweater, a grey hat, and white sneakers. Looking cool and handsome just like him. His eyepatch in his left eye didn't take away the good look but just give the teen an elusive and mysterious aura.
"You've got my style, son." Smugly Ruckus commented.
Inikutan siya nito ng mata. "Shut it. It's Mom who choose your clothes and mine."
Ruckus chuckled at the grumpy attitude. "Oh, come on... Your Mom just took clothes from my closet and yours but it was me who bought them. So really it's my fashion." Ruckus ruffled Death's hair when he stepped on the last tier of the stairs before Ruckus held his hand to the woman that was just so cool and beautiful in his eyes.
"Mon chéri, do you really have to argue about fashion with Death?" Naiiling na tinanggap nito ang kamay niya. Si Death naman ay nauna ng lumabas.
"I'm not arguing with him, I'm just proving my point," he said, lifting their intertwined hand over her head before resting his arms over her shoulder.
"You're such a child, Ruck," anito bago nila sabay na sinundan si Death.
Sumimangot siya. "You two always get along against me. This is really not fair, ma chérie."
"Life is never fair, Ruck but rest assured we treasure you," she said so nonchalantly, unaware of how she just made his heart skip a beat and his brain in a daze.
Ruckus blinked. "Was that your version of I love you, ma chérie?" He asked in a daze.
Natigil ito sa paglalakad at tumingin sa kanya ng may kunot sa noo. Ilang sandali ang lumipas bago nito ipinilig ang ulo tapos ay pinitik ang noo niya gamit ang malaya nitong kamay.
"You're dreaming, Ruck. Tsk."
Ruckus huffed and mouthed. "Sabihin mo na kasi. Hindi naman mahirap sabihin na mahal mo ako."
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