I Could See The Sky (Mikaela Hyakuya x Oc)

Solitude

Sora, beside her usual happy nature, locked herself in her home for the past two days. And she dared not do anything else but sit around.

Well, not today. Krul got fed up with her moping already, and called her in for a casual chat. Though she hardly knew what the 6th progenitor had to be distraught about.

Said vampire sat in an expensive chair, holding a cup of tea in both hands. They chatted nonchalantly about nothing in particular for a few hours, and it honestly did cheer Sora up. Krul almost always did.

As that was happening, a young, blue eyed male listened to his feet patter across the narble floors as he made his way to Krul's room, eager to get his vials of her blood.

He opened the door without hesitation, stepping in quietly.

Two pairs of red eyes followed up to him, but one set darted away quickly.

Sora's.

Said person set her cup down gently, faking a stretch. "Well, Krul, thank you for the talk, but I don't want to interrupt anything, so I'll go. I have things to take care of, anyway." Mikaela assumed she meant the human children.

She swept past the blonde quickly, not making eye contact. Krul started a sentence before stopping herself. She was probably already down the hall.

Mikaela shrugged it off and got what he came there for. He walked calmly, thoughts slowly forming in his head.

They were mostly about Yuu being alive.

One though, crossed his mind. Sora. She looked paler than usual. Less lively, even. He assumed she hadnt been eating. Meaning the kids probably hadn't either. He resolved to make them something. The annoying female wouldn't object to that at least. Though there was also the possibility she would kill him on the spot. He went out and got a few things before heading to the 6th progenitor's home and knocking on the door.

It took a good two minutes for the door to open up. Standing at its entrance was a very tired looking Sora.

She blinked a few times before looking up at his face. And even then, she seemed to pale even more.

"Oh. What do you need?" She asked quietly.

He held out the bag of food. "Since you dont seem like you're caring for them," he said bitterly. "Here. For the kids." She stared blankly at the food for a few seconds in silence before almost instantly bristling with annoyance and anger.

"They're dead, Hyakuya. Now go away." She growled, pushing the bag back to him and shutting the door in his face.

He stood there for a few seconds before just putting the food on the porch.

The kids were dead?

He hardly believed it, then a thought struck his mind. She was about as heartless and horrible as the rest of them. She could easily have done such a thing.

He stomped off somewhere to think in peace.