They near the back of the police station, and much to Sam's surprise, they got this close with little problem. It was extremely quiet, and Sam was fearing even breathing too loudly. He was sure there should have been someone, even just ONE person standing guard or keeping an eye out for troublemaking teens, but as far as he could see, it was completely deserted. Which made things that much more easy for himself and Micky. Like instructed, he kept his eyes peeled for anyone, any sign of movement, but there was nothing.<br/><br/>It was like the entire area had been...deserted.<br/><br/>He glances back to Micky, who was working on picking the lock, wondering how much longer it would be until he got it open. He didn't keep his eyes on the other male for too long, instead turned to go back to what he had been doing, reaching up after a moment to run his hands across the top of his head, fingers raking his hair before one hand slowly slides down the front of his face, letting out a low, soft sigh as he did. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest at any second, the excitement and tension were working his nerves double-time, but that didn't stop the grin from playing on his lips. He was glad this was happening, his life needed a bit of adventure. A little bit of rule-breaking. He was tired of being the goody, rule-abiding, top of the class student from Japan. It was about time he became someone he WANTED to be.<br/><br/>And he knew, the longer he stayed around Micky, he would definitely find that person. The person inside that he felt was right. Not the person who society wanted him to be. "Hey...are you almost done yet?" He whispers back to Micky, glancing over at him for a second. "There's like, no one here...It's way too quiet."<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^</div><br/><br/>Blinking in surprise, Yūrei points at himself, repeating what the girl said. "A...prick?" He tilts his head, an oblivious and confused expression in his eyes, wondering why...she had called him that. Berating him and asking if he had any manners, questioning him why he hadn't said excuse me for walking between herself and the young man from before. He shrugs his shoulders, raising his head up again, before shaking his head. "I don't think...a little girl like you should have such words coming from your mouth. You're way too bossy for your age." He sticks his tongue out at her, giving a teasing wink. "I was going to ask if you needed help...but I don't think I'm going to now. You're the rude one. Not me."<br/><br/>With that, he tilts his hat to her, turning around and slipping back into the alleyway, turning this way and that, until he felt...something. Something wrong. In his gut, in his heart. He stops cold, raising his head up to look at the sky, tilting his head back and holding to the rim of his hat, eyes narrowed and a frown on his lips. It felt as if his very soul had been stepped on, or someone was speaking terrible, horrible things about him...but the feeling he got was much deeper than that. And it wasn't nice. His eyes get a deadly glow to them, fire burning deep inside, as he turns his face away from the sky, staring ahead...before closing his eyes, taking a breath. And vanishing.<br/><br/>He had to know. The feeling he got. Why...<br/><br/>The moment he opened his eyes again, he was at the edge of the fairgrounds. Standing by one particular large oak, his hand touching the rough bark, he stares out at the flat area. Standing out there, was a vehicle, slight dust coating the sides, and a woman standing a bit away, talking on a cell phone. He could tell she was viewing the area, almost as if calculating something... What the heck was she doing here? No one has come out here for ages, not since that big fire so many years ago, killing those people in the big top tent... He didn't like her here. He didn't WANT her here.<br/><br/>"Doko ka ni itte..."<br/><br/>He mutters under his breath, his hatred fueled by an inner thirst to see her burn. To do anything to get that woman away.<br/><br/>"Koko kara deteike...!"<br/><br/>The wind picks up slightly, and the air was filled with an uneasy sensation, as Yūrei continued to watch the woman as she spoke on the phone. She was invading his home, his sanctuary. And she was not welcome here.<br/><br/>"Anata o koroshimasu!"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">(Translation: Doko ka ni itte - Go away.<br/>Koko kara deteike... - Get out of here.<br/>Anata o koroshimasu! - I will kill you! )</span></span>