The Never Working Organ. | Kaebedo |

Chapter 1 : Meeting him.

Blood splattered onto the blondes shirt as he scolded the (now dead) person in front of him. It's not like he wanted to kill this guy! He was just pushing all his buttons so..maybe he'll learn in his next life.

Albedo put down the axe and put his bloody gloves in his pocket, thankfully there was no one in the mall at this hour (well, except that one guy who was a security guard who had been flirting with Albedo outside of the mall and of course, invited him into the mall to do whatever he was going to do to Albedo if he hadn't killed him), and he'd shut off all the security cameras.

He would get the body later, he didn't want to go out looking all bloody, it was bad enough he had to carry a body in a guitar case to make it less suspicious. So he went into the bathroom to wash off and clean his clothes.

The mens bathroom door creaked open as he went inside, he let out a long sigh as he began to walk to the sink, he turned it on and washed his gloves first.

Apparently, he had been so focused on himself that he hadn't realized the man that was behind him. he looked up at the mirror and his eyes focused on the being behind him who was leaning up against one of the stalls with a small smirk on his face.

Albedo's eyes opened slightly, but he kept his neutral expression other than that. He turned and looked at the man, his eyes were narrowed at him.

"He told me there was only one guard here." Albedo began with a steady voice, "Well, I guess he lied..or he just didn't see me follow him." The blue haired man chuckled. Albedo didn't want to waste anymore time so he took out his gun and pointed it at the man.

The man's facial expression changed to serious and his eyes seemed slightly darker. He put his hands up in some sort of taunt.

"I wasn't going to tell anyone. But," He dragged out the word 'but', "If you want too shoot me, go ahead, no one's stopping you." He made it seem like a choice, but it sounded more of a demand to Albedo.

He put down the gun (causing the effect for the man to put his hands down), and looked at him with a slightly curious look. "Aren't you a night guard? You should have put me in handcuffs already." Albedo put his gun back into the gun strap that was tied around his waist under the beginning of his pants.

"I'm not really on shift right now, and I'm not a guard. I'm a police officer, I just don't like wearing the uniform." His expression quickly turned back into the regular cocky one. "Even more of a reason I should be cuffed right now." Albedo examined Kaeya with his eyes.

"Well, to be honest, I don't have any cuffs right now to use. And, even if I did, I don't think it's fair to arrest someone when I'm off shift." Kaeya lazily leaned back against the stalls door.

"A real hero you are." Albedo scoffed and rolled his eyes. Kaeya sighed and yawned.

Albedo still didn't trust him so he stared at him in the mirror as he washed his gloves.

After, he took his tan coat off along with his white turtle neck shirt to clean them in the sink.

"Should at least ask my name before taking off your clothes," Kaeya teased, but it seemed like he didn't mind that Albedo was cleaning blood off of his clothes.

"I don't think names matter if I'm never going to see you again after this." Albedo simply said as he put his coat under the running sink. He was stupid enough to not realize he hadn't been keeping an eye on the man in the mirror and instead he was focusing on cleaning his coat, before he knew it he had felt cold hands touch his shoulders, "Are you really just gonna wait here until your clothes dry?" he asked.