"You better hurry, miss. It's almost nighttime now." a kind voice sounded from the entrance of the library. The pair of elegant hands, belonging to the owner of that voice, too, moved the black shades that hid his eyes up into his hair. "It's unsafe at night." he mused once more, letting go off the sunglasses that were now set among the silky strands of his long hair, slipping through the silver frame of the sunglasses. Even in the dim light of the library behind him, the eyes that have been hidden before had a very light color.<br/>"Oh... I almost forgot about the time. Thank you for reminding me!" the girl that he spoke to replied with a small smile, and quickly hurried away.<br/><br/>Nakahiro remained in the doorway for a while. No, humans were not just mindless prey as others may have thought... Though, they were prey none the less. Death was an unavoidable aspect of life.<br/><br/>With a sigh, he turned around to make his way to the place where they were all supposed to meet, but his almond-shaped eyes narrowed upon meeting a familiar sight. A shorter ghoul stood in the hallway, with his arms crossed on his chest. "Naka, being a human-loving freak as usual?" he remarked sarcastically, received a cold glance of Nakahiro's cold eyes.<br/>The taller man just passed him by, placing his hands onto the bag that hung by his side, but his younger companion's hand slipped into the bag before, and as they walked through the corridor into a more secluded part of the library, pulled out his mask.<br/><br/>He mockingly put it before his head. "Look, I'm Naka! I'm beautiful and I love humans and I'm a total LOOOSE-"<br/>Nakahiro's hand that appeared straight on his mouth shut him up.<br/>"I told you to stop with this before. You know I dislike repeating myself, Senichi." The older ghoul sounded almost bored as he reprimanded him, and his other hand, hidden in a black glove - unlike the first one - quickly snatched his mask away. "Besides, I dislike you touching my mask, too." He was patient, that was obvious.<br/><br/>Senichi glowered at him. "Fine, whatever! Geez, Nakahiro, you're such a snob." he scoffed. Nakahiro ignored the remark, and kept on walking, putting the mask into a safer compartment of his leather bag which the young ghoul couldn't get into as easily. With long steps, emitting little more than the silent sound of the soles of his shoes - expensive just like the rest of his clothing, formed by loose black jeans, a surprisingly elegant white shirt and a single black glove, above which the sleeve of his shirt was rolled up to reveal the black cross on his forearm. He was still early, but it was always better to come early than late.<br/><br/>A small smile appeared on his lips as he noticed Isana already waiting. He approached her with his usual elegance, and sat down onto the armrest of a chair close, but not too close to her. "Nice to see you come early." he greeted her, flicking a wisp of his long hair over his shoulder. "The rest must still be on their way, then."<br/>His gaze seemed distant, but the movements of his younger companion didn't escape it even then. He caught sight of Senichi, sneaking towards his bag again, and quickly put it onto the other side of himself. "Senichi, please. Go home. You're too young to join, anyway." It was nearly as if he was already tired with young ghoul's antics.<br/>"I'm not! I want to go with you!"<br/>"No. I'm sorry, but I've already explained you why." Nakahiro pressed his fingertips onto his temples, releasing a sigh as he closed his eyes. That was most likely what finally got onto the end of Senichi's patience, as the boy stormed off shortly after, giving up on glaring at the tall, but slim man before him.<br/><br/>"Sometimes I worry about him." Nakahiro uttered once he was alone with Isana. "Just like I used to with you... But you grew up faster than I expected." A hint of a smile appeared on his thin lips.