Birthday cake

It was a rainy night at the nameless street. The cold air passed through broken windows, playing with the ripped cloth of a curtain. It carried the scent mixed with garbage into the RUDE BOYS leader's room, SMOKEY.

He was sitting on edge of his bed staring at the empty corner, listening to the calming sound of the rain dancing on the roof. He closed his eyes and imagined all the souls that were hidden under the tanks and poorly made shelter. The souls of abandoned people that were gathering here as one big family, comforting and protecting each other.

Suddenly he stood up, wearing his coat, and began to gather the old blankets from his bed and around the room. When he left his room, he sensed two Shadows following him in the darkness, and stopped.

"It's okay I'm not going outside," Smokey said in a low, gentle voice.

A black haired man suddenly appeared behind him, "You should be in your bed, you need to rest."

"I'm fine Shion"

"No, you're not"

Cold heavy air ruffled their hair. Smokey didn't say anything for a moment, then he turn to face Shion and the quiet red haired man, Pi, who was giving him a worried look.

"I want to make sure the children are safe."

"They are safe, Lala and Takeshi are with them you don't.." Shion stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw the blankets and clothes in Smokey's hands and sighed, "Even if I tried to stop you, you'd go anyway, right?"

Smokey smiled and look at both men, "I'm always making you worried, I'm sorry."

"Don't be, this is what the family is for," Shion said, patting Smokey's shoulder gently.

Smokey's expression soften and he gave him a grateful look, "thank you."

When Smokey left, Shion grabbed Pi's hand, "Go with him I'll take care of this area," Pi nodded and ran behind Smokey as if he was waiting for Shion to say that.

Under the ground, the warmest place in the ghost town, were where the children and elderly people hid, gathering together like wild animals seeking a warmth. The humidity was high, the air was heavy, and the place wreaked of unsavoury human scents and dirt.

Smokey stopped at the entrance, scanning the place until he spotted the oldest member of the family.

"Uncle," said Smokey kneeling beside the old man, taking one of the blankets that he carried and laid it above him.

"I'll help," Pi said taking the blanket and adjust it over the old body.

"Smokey?" the old man murmured taking out his hand.

Smokey grabbed it, "yes uncle".

"You're fine?"

"I'm fine"

The old man smiled weakly and repeated, "you're fine."

Smokey nodded, "I'm fine, sorry for making you worry uncle."

"Thank god you're fine," then he closed his eyes, Pi was beside him rubbing a soothing Circles on the older upper arm.

"He was asking about you all the day," said the lady next to them, "now he can sleep well."