Seeing she still wasn’t getting a reaction, she looked up into his face. All fear of the advancing enemy left her expression as she noticed her friend was not who she thought he was.
“Tasuki?” she started to reach up to touch the face she knew so well but Tasuki turned his head so his hair hid his crimson eyes from her. His body was trembling, whether from his inner battle to hold back the monster within or rejected sadness… it was hard to say.
“I didn’t want you to see me like this,” Tasuki whispered as his eyes turned back to strange amethyst only to bleed back again when he heard Yohji’s sarcastic voice now only a few feet away from them. When had the undead man moved closer?
“Poor little mama’s boy. You have no power when you choose to hide it. A weakling like you could never protec
