Ψ Hell's Kitchen Ψ [Closed w/ Azusa]
It was rare for Kanato to be in such a good mood. Despite having been without a real meal for days, being trapped on some god forsaken island in unbearable heat with a crowd of irritating strangers, he was still able to find happiness in small things. Very small things. Like the fact that after days of aimless wandering, he'd been able to locate the kitchen. It seemed like an insignificant find, but to him it was a beacon of hope. With any luck, there would be a trove of sweets somewhere in there. They may have no nutritional value to him, and they probably wouldn't even curb his hunger, but he missed his usual sugary snacks too much to care. He clutched Teddy a little tighter with and grinned with delight as he fantasized about all the treats he'd have to himself this fine evening. But as he opened the door to the kitchen, his enthusiasm plummeted. Of all the people he could have run into and of all the places he could have run into them, it had to be Azusa and it had to be here and now when he was on an important mission. Though it looked like the other vampire was on a mission of his own as he starred intently at something on a counter.
Kanato scoffed a little and shut the door behind him.
“What are you doing here?” He said, incredibly displeased with the others presence. Though honestly as long as he wasn't here to take Kanato's precious sweets, it didn't really matter... nevertheless he was just annoyed by the sight of that messy-haired masochist...
Gross...













