March 1st // A lonely wolf
A little something for my baby’s bday
March first not so long ago, JJ had almost miraculously passed the impossible trial Kiryuu placed in front of him and managed to earn the much needed trust of the Italian mafia. He earned an apology and was made to pact with blood his new affiliation to the mafia.
Who would have say destiny had enough cards under their sleeve to throw him away from the place he had believed to be a home?
Now chased away by the ‘familia’ he had allegedly betrayed, he had ended up in an foreign city, surrounded by strangers and yet completely alone. A lonely wolf like himself didn’t needed no one. Even if he did, an old dog cannot learn new tricks. The habits of a lonely person could not be shaken off so easily from his tired shoulders.
JJ cleaned from dust the rifle he haven’t got to use not even once since his arrival to this city. There were gangs and there was violence, but it was way too peaceful compared to the darkest corners of Tokyo’s Bay.
On the silver canon, JJ saw the reflection of his own brown and yet amber eyes... it felt as if he should have remembered something, and yet nothing came to mind. Probably something insignificant.
As little as he cared about his own personal life, there was no way he could have remembered the assigned birthday his second ‘family’ gave to him before the betrayal and the chasing.
Or maybe he was consciously trying to forget the cheerful happiness of having a family to celebrate with.
Loneliness feel all the more coldest and cruel when you now how warm is to be with others.
