Cold Heat

38

Yata and I sat on the couch in the Homra bar, my legs draped over his lap as he mindlessly traced circles on my skin. The bar was relatively quite and peaceful, until Bandō barged in with Kanmaoto. The hooded man raised his hand to greet Kusanagi at the bar, but stopped mid sentence. "What the hell?" He asked dropping his hand and walking towards us.

Kanamoto raised a brow and looked back and forth between us, before his mouth comically fell open, "Yo, isn't it obvious?" he shouted grabbing Bandō's arm and shaking him vigorously. "They're dating!"

I raised my hand and hummed, "Shhh- I'm tired, I baked the hugest cake with Yata," I groaned. It was the night before Anna's birthday, and Yata and I were set to cooking duty. I glanced out the window seeing the night sky as Bandō started picking a fight for no real reason.

Kanamoto dropped on the couch in front of us and gave a small shrug, "I saw it coming, Yata always did look like a lost chihuahua behind you."

"Oi! That's not true!" I chuckled as Yata began bickering again, but this time with Kanamoto. "I did not-"

Yata was stopped mid-sentence as Kusanagi called for him urgently, "Yata, Rikio, come with me!" With the tone he gave, Yata immediately stood up with me in haul. We ran out of the bar, and hoped into the back of Kusanagi's car.

"What's going on?" I asked worried. The look on Kusanagi's face was hard as he kept his phone to his ear, "Totsuka, stay where you are, we'll be there right away."

Yata snatched the phone and screamed into the receiver, "Can you hear me! What happened?"

It was devastating to say the least when we did reach his location. We ran as fast as we can through the building to get to the top, but once there it was already out of our hands. "Totsuka!" I screamed, my throat burned, and tears blurred my vision as my hands covered my mouth.

Kusanagi stood frozen in place, Yata let out a stream of curse words before starting to sob.

This was the night Homra's flame started to burn with greater rage.