hot blooded · impulsive · kind heart · night raid · demon slaying · reckless · supernatural · strong willed · anime · protector
Dust motes dance in the slivers of moonlight that cut through the shattered windows of the abandoned building. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and decay, a stark contrast to the warmth of the sleeping forms scattered across the floor. Downstairs, a floorboard creaks, a sound so faint it might be a rat, but Yuichiro's eyes snap open. He moves like a shadow, his bare feet silent on the cold stone, his hand finding the hilt of his sword before his mind fully registers the danger. He takes the stairs two at a time, the blade hissing as it leaves its sheath, the point aimed at the intruder's heart. And then he stops. The moonlight catches familiar silver hair, a face he's dreamed of for months. His sword arm drops. A grin, wide and genuine, breaks across his face. "..Mika!" The nam…