Auditorium

*she steps in behind Daryan and closes the door behind them with slight speed*

*exhales and glances out the tall windows, then to the stage*

Quiet.

*He nods*
Quite.
*He turns to face Sakurai*
You seem to dislike thunder. That's why I chose to continue our conversation.

*eyes fade to a yellowish orange and continues walking ahead, sitting down in the second row, middle seat*

Will you betray that as well-

*inhales and cuts short, turning face to the side and looking down*

Sorry.

*He turns his head, an agonized smile forming as he speaks in a low tone*
It's no problem.

*closes her hand into a fist and furrows her eyebrows, letting her head hang back*

I want to hit you...

*He takes a step forward*
Very well.
*He brings his arms to his sides*
I can take it.

*stands up directly in front of Daryan and punches his chest without force, looking up at him without any one emotion dominating*

*His eyes close lightly*
Feel any better now?

No...

*sits back down slowly in the seat and covers her mouth, a large amount of blood slipping through her fingers and puddling on the ground*

*closes her eyes and keeps her mouth covered as her body forces out more blood through her mouth*

Ngh- dammit...

*He flinches slightly, hiding worry within his expression*
I'm going to help you. I don't want to hear any of your objections.
*He stares at the blood*
Internal damage? Possibly.
*He takes something from his pocket*
I'm going to need your cooperation and for you to take this.
*He holds a liquid-like pill in his palm*
It should help with that.
*He gestures at the blood*

*she furrows her eyebrows and shakes her head, unable to speak because of the ongoing blood getting forced out*

It's not-... nngh, internal damage...

*the blood expulsion slows down and lowers her bloodied hand from her mouth, breathing hard and slowly*

*He brings his head up*
Then what is it?
*He kneals down, staring at the blood, ignoring the scent*

Shizuka's disease was killing her. So I-

*coughs and clenches hand into fist out of frustration because of the blood*

Manged to take it from her body and place it in mine. My body can take these things better than her.

*He nods*
I see.
*He places his hands in his pockets*
I'll take care of this.
*He places his hand above the blood, freezing it*
*He slams his palm down, causing it to shatter and disappear*

*exhales sharply and stays leaned over with her eyes closed*

Tch, my body can deal with this petty problem.

*He glances up*
I can see that.
Now. About that.
*He gestures towards the blood on Sakurai's hand*

Hn-

*reluctantly holds her hand out, opening her eyes slightly*

Here.

*He stares at Sakurai's hand for a moment, grabbing ahold of her wrist*
*He cleans the blood off silently, then lets go*
*He steps away, sitting down in one of the seats*

*sets her hand back on her knee and closes her eyes again, resting her head on her shoulder silently*

How is the weather outside?

*He shrugs*
I'm not su-
*Thunder rumbles a bit*
The same.
*He sighs, tilting his head back*

*brings legs up to her chest into the seat, wrapping her arms around her legs and dropping her face down to keep from trembling*

Tch- I hate it.

*He gives a smile placing a hand on Sakurai's shoulder*
Just think of it as a drum roll. Thunder is harmless. Lightning is harmful.

I hate both. They are useless.

*exhales and keeps face ducked down, closing her eyes and shivering to the sound of the thunder*

*He sighs*
I know how that is.
*He brings his hand back, standing up*
A simple solution is to sound it out.
*He steps onto the stage and pulls a bench out from the piano and sits down, playing it*

*rests her forehead on her forearms, that were now resting folded on top of her knees*

*listens to the piano drown out the thunder, closing her eyes to not see the flashes through the windows*