The Hunter and The Predator Leokumi

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Unfortunately when Takumi near the apartment building he can see a faint light on from the living room. Ryoma must had figure Takumi left and is waiting for him. He sighs and climbs up the structure the same way he went down. Artfully hanging by his window, he can see that his brother had thrown off the sheets from his bed to inspect it. Naturally the man would find nothing there since Takumi didn't bother setting up a dummy.

Takumi cracks open the window to the bedroom after checking that Ryoma is indeed in the living room. He slips in without a sound and quickly sets his case and backpack in the closet that Ryoma must had opened. The eldest must had been worry about his disappearance, even more so with the others missing.

The tired boy is prepare to take the lecture of his life but after one more trip down the building's wall. Since Takumi had already scaled the area he touch ground a third of the time it took before. Then he circle around the building towards the entrance. He pulls his black hood over his head and enter the building. Swiftly he climbs up the stairs and down a hall to reach Ryoma's door. At that point he expects the door to be lock but much to his dismay its unlock.

Firmly grabbing the doorknob with his right hand, he twists and push it. The door opens without a creak and the autumn wind sighs into the complex. Takumi can see that the hallway is dark and the only room with its light on is the living room, where Ryoma is. He takes off the sneakers he traded off with his boots and leaves them at the entrance. Then he lightly shuts the door behind him and lock it up.

When he turns around he is still alone in the hallway. Ryoma must be waiting for him so Takumi lightly strides to the living room. He finds the older man in his nightwear sitting on the couch. A cup of coffee is steaming in front of him on the coffee table. Takumi stands at the doorway and leans against the frame with arms crossed.

Ryoma has been watching, listening, to every movement the younger male made. His fingers are interlaced and his legs are spread apart as he leans forward with his elbows resting on his knees. He doesn't move but he breathes long, calm breaths. Those chocolate eyes hide the many emotions he is suppressing and the sight of them reminds Takumi of the Rainbow Sage. Then he reaches for the mug like the spell of immobilization is broken. Slowly he brings it to his lips and take a sip before setting it back down.

"Where were you?" His husky voice ask in a low tone. Takumi shifts his weight to a different foot and turns his face away from him.

"I couldn't sleep so I decided to take a walk," Takumi curtly answers.

"An hour is all you need for a walk, but you've been gone for almost the whole night! Takumi, you didn't even take your phone with you!" Ryoma remains in his seat but his demeanor seems to rattle with anger when he finished.

"Ryoma not now," Takumi quietly replies, keeping his face turned and stares into the dark hall. However Ryoma retains a firm hold about this and demands, "No, I need an answer now."

Takumi takes a silent stance at his words and only sighs. Then he sighs again and again but each grows more faint than the last.

"Takumi," Ryoma speaks with irritation at the male's rude behavior. Takumi realizes that this is harder than he thought. He thought he'll be prepare for it but now he can't even respond. His sweater scrunches up as he slides against the frame downwards. More of his back is turn towards Ryoma as he sits and bury his face in his palms.