Drawing a deep breath, Nyoko's grip eased up for a moment, and she opened her eyes to a tight gap, fluttering her lashes. "Blake..." she gasped. "You're more than my brother's questionable acquaintance, you know?" she whispered to him, lips curling up into a small smile. "I'm not gonna let you go. I'm not gonna share you. Blake. With anyone. I'm selfish... And I want you all for myself." She felt more for him than what she let on during the times past. She wanted him near, near enough to feel his warmth, near enough to hold him. Leaning in once more, she reached after him, eager to continue the kiss he broke just a moment ago with an even greater passion.<br/><br/>"You're right. The rage was needless. I don't feel it anymore." Haruki nodded, reaching to his side to draw the blade that hasn't been taken from him yet. "I'm not going to let you take this away from me easily." The blade, razor-sharp, all of a sudden grew dark. Crawling shadows encased the blade by all its length, climbing up towards the katana's tsuba, which turned pitch black, and continued their way up Haruki's bare arms.<br/><br/>His form changed, too. The crimson hair turned pitch black, dark grey eyes shifting into a deep shade of red, like spilled blood upon the black blade of Kurohana. He appeared almost exactly like his master - a little bit younger and taller, but the reminiscence was obvious, even to a complete fool.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Haruki. Little boy playing brave?</span>the voice cried out to him. Almost mocking in tone... He hated that voice.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">I'm not playing. This time, I will make you do what I say.</span>he answered back to it.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">You must be kidding me! You can't handle a normal katana with enough skill to ever hope to control me! Get back under the saddle, horse, I'm the king here!</span>the voice laughed back, biting, sharp, like a crow.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Then I'll grab you by the neck and force the saddle onto your back. The roles have reversed, Kurohana.</span>Haruki responded, with a confidence that topped even Kurohana's sarcasm.<br/><br/>"Go on and try it. But you will break your sword, like the tide breaks against the cliffs." he grinned straight into Rosalia's face. He mirrored her stance, black against white.